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Hot Phone Sex Whore Cassandra Does Whatever You Want

hot phonesex sadistic MILFCallers ask me all the time what do I think is hot phonesex? I think your control over me, your ability to put me in my place, make me your dirty little fuck slut is wicked hot. I need to be controlled. I need to be hurt. I need to be used. Vanilla phone sex is boring. Nasty phone sex is HOT. I am not a dominant girl despite my tall stature and beauty. I am not the bitch in charge. I am the whore in your control. My real life masters understand what I am, and they enjoy using me for their pleasure.

light bondage porn big tits tortureMaster David took me to a new underground bondage club this week. This is not your 50 Shades of Gray kind of bondage, but your 50 Shades of Black and Blue kind of club. Hardcore bondage, S and M and torture occurs within these walls. Master David understands that I find extreme bondage titillating  and hot. Strangers getting off on my restraint, my pain is the epitome of hot. Different rooms, experimented with different  aspects of the S and M subculture. The room Master David took me into was simply the bondage room. He hog tied me on a table first while men watched and stroked their cocks. He made sure I couldn’t even wiggle a toe. He whipped me several times, fucked my ass, even let the guys watching do whatever they wanted to me too. Eventually, he suspended me in the air and let all those men shoot their loads of hot spunk on me.

cocksucking phone sex big tits milfWhen Master let me down, I thought we were going home. He informed me that many a patron thought I was the hottest slave in the club, therefore he was opening up his room to all the Masters. He was proud to own the hottest slave in the club. Men came in packs to see who I was. I was tied to a pole and forced to suck every Master off who wanted to experience my hot mouth on his shaft. Not only am a hot submissive whore, but I am an excellent cum guzzling one too. I likely swallowed buckets of cum at that club. It was not about me getting off, but about me servicing all these men because it made Master happy to use my whore mouth as a cum dump.

When I got home, I had bruises around my ankles and wrists, and I literally puked up buckets of cum, but my real experiences with bondage, pain and torture make me the best submissive hot phonesex slut for you nasty masters who enjoy putting a bitch like me in her place. There are several submissive cum dump whores for you use at our sister site The Fornication Station too.

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Life of a Closet Girl

mistress phone sex danaHe had locked me in the closet again and I knew after the knock at the door I was in for punishment. I sat sweating determined not to think about the feel of his cock against my ass or the handcuffs he used to lock me to the chair. I would sit there for hours on end while he would eat my the cream from my pussy. I would sit instead and watch cartoons feeling his fingers along my walls and shut my eyes to him putting my mouth on his cock. He would always stretch my head back  opening my mouth with his hand and place the tip into my mouth first. He was so huge and I always gagged on him as he would choke me with his vessel. I wanted to cry but I didn’t dare because the chains would get tighter and it would be hours before Mommy got home.

Bending me over he would insert metal type plates in my ass making me scream. I tried to concentrate on anything but what he was doing but I couldn’t help myself. Sometimes my pussy would have a mind of its own and its rich cream sauce would glide out while he continued to fuck me in my little holes. It was all I could do to hold on as my release was endless. I heard the footsteps down the hall and the key to the door unlock. It was time for him to get me again and do what he asked or there would be bad consequences. I was willing and able to do all that daddy wanted.

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Nipple clamps. Why’d it have to be nipple clamps?! I love being a part of female bondage, and I can bear pain as well as the next girl – better, even – but I have extremely sensitive nipples! And these nipple clamps… *shiver!* They were a bit much!

So I’d meet a guy at a party recently, and he called me up to get together. When he took me back to his place, I found that he was into, well, slightly more than the average boy! He greeted me, stripped me, then pinned me spread-eagle against the wall.

And then the slow torture began.

At first, I hated it / loved it. I mean, pain-with-pleasure is the best way to go! He started by tickling me all over very, very gently and carefully with a very sharp blade. It tickled like crazy, and when I squirmed, I got sliced a bit in a few places, but not many. After that, he gently washed me clean of the blood… and that’s when the real fun started.

It began with the nipple clamps, which were fierce enough to almost make me see red. But then the flogging began. And, let me tell you, the feel of a leather whip slapping hard against my pussy was both excruciatingly painful… and incredibly arousing. Soon I could hear the leather slapping against what seemed to be just a slopping wet cunt.

When I started feeling liquid running down my legs, I didn’t know if it was cum or blood, and I didn’t care. He unfastened my arms and legs, picked me up, and fucked me against the wall, my poor pussy beaten to bits.

It was one of the most intense orgasms I’ve ever had.

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: The Anti Girlfriend of Your Dreams

“Not here for you Your here to please
Open wide Get down on your knees
Take my cock and don’t reject
Disobey I’ll break your neck”

submissive phone sex blonde whoreThat is from the song “Sex Slave;” my Master’s love song for us. No sappy ass love tunes for me. On Valentine’s Day, while other girls got flowers and candy, I received nipple clamps, shock collars and new bondage equipment. I was tied up and fucked in the ass, while you were spoiling your girl like she was a Goddess. I also was skull fucked, whipped, kicked, choked, burned, cut and humiliated, while you two were dancing romantically. Instead of drinking champagne, I drank my Master’s piss. While you and your wife were eating steak at some fancy restaurant, I was eating dog shit, tied up to a pole naked in the back yard, freezing. Your wife probably wore a diamond necklace, while I wore a diamond dog collar. Anytime your woman looked at you, she saw love and admiration. I did not dare look into Master’s eyes, and if I did, I saw hatred and disdain, before I was slapped.

submissive phone sex big titsI am a submissive phone sex whore. The women in your life are companions, best friends, lovers, wives… I am a fuck pig, a sex slave, a torture doll…. Your girl walks into a room with her head held high. I crawl on my hands and knees with my head dangling low praying that I will live. I bet the women in your life love the color red. They associate it with roses, heart shaped candy boxes, rubies and love. It is the color of romance. I fear the color red because in my world, it is only associated with blood, my blood.

submissive phone sex bondage bdsmFor you see, I am not the kind of woman men cherish, adore, love, spoil or pamper. I am the kind of whore men own, abuse, hurt and torture. I am a pain slut, a cum dump, a pet, a punching bag….everything your girl is not. But, I bet you are curious about my type of woman. I never say no. I don’t dare cry. I give until I die. Take a walk on the dark side with me.

Knife Play

My daddy was a cop, and my older sister and I would sometimes go down to the station after school. We’d sneak into the evidence room, and it was there I gained my fascination with handcuffs, torture devices and knives. Goddamn I love knives. One afternoon, my sister dragged me in there. She laid me over the cool metal table & cuffed my ankles and wrists to the legs. She slipped up the skirt of my school uniform and kissed my thighs. She reached my sopping cunny and started licking it, moving my panties to the side in desperation. She swirled her tongue on my clit and suddenly took a huge, vicious bite. She clamped down on my clit with her teeth and pulled hard. I screamed out in pain and pleasure as she stood up and spit in my face. She grabbed a small bag and poured the contents into a paper towel, which she wadded up and slipped deep inside me. “That’s cocaine” she explained, as if we hadn’t snorted it together 2 weeks ago. “The wetter your pussy gets, the faster it’ll absorb into your system” She knew I liked pain. This girl wanted me high, and quick. She grabbed a knife from a nearby counter.

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She placed it on the corner of my mouth and pressed down gently. “why so serious?” she laughed and dragged the blade slowly down my chin and around my throat. She slid it down to my breasts, slowly circling my rock hard nipples and making slices in my areolas. My cunt started numbing, soaking in the cocaine. My head started spinning and I felt so happy and light. I started to giggle and she pressed the blade harder into my skin. She traced my stomach with the metal, moving in for a kiss. “How you feeling, sissy?” I laughed, absolutely euphoric. Her knife reached its destination, right between my thighs. She reached the cold blade in and removed the paper towel, cocaine totally dissolved. My cunt was numb and she fucked me with the blade as she occasionally tongued my clit. I squirted and laughed as I came, covering my sister with pussy juice tinged with blood. I’m so wet just thinking about this memory. I have a ton more, I’d love to tell you some.

A Night To Remember

Don’t you ever take a minute and wonder what I fantasize about?  So many of my caller’s lust after me but none never ask what I like. Well I want to let you in on a special secret on what I fantasize about.  There is this one hunk I light bondage pornlust for ever night.   A certain task force Captain from the hot TV show Chicago PD.  I wish I could be right with him through his every move.  I’d wear the sluttiest naughty outfit.  I would just lay myself across his desk sticking whatever is handy inside of me.  When he would come in I’d lay back and masturbate to his presence. I would guide his hand to my clit and have him rub it till I came.  I want him to desire my dripping wet pussy and take me out and throw me on his police car and fuck me like a convict. Yeah baby slap those cuffs on me. Fuck me with that night stick. I bet all the men who pass by would get hard watching him treat me like a slut right there in the open.  I’d be his own personal badge bunny. Doesn’t that make you horny? I bet it does.

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REALLY???

I think I finally topped myself this year. I have gotten drunk and woke up in some pretty strange places and some pretty strange circumstances but this one tops them all.

We partied like we always do on New Years Eve. I don’t remember when I stopped remembering what we were doing. At whatever point that was, I must have enjoyed myself because here I sit.

I can tell by the smell I am at the old folks home. I am in the physical therapy room I think. laying on the cold tile floor, naked and alone and surrounded by photographs from the wee hours of the morning.

I don’t really care about getting dressed right away. I can hear all the activity out side the physical therapy room. I would rather wait until lunch time to try and sneak out of here with out being questioned.

So here I sit naked and examining the photographs trying to figure out who the hell I was here with last night and piece together what happened. There are pictures of my huge tits, nipples hard and sticking out as if they had just been sucked. In a couple of the pictures I am tied up and being spanked, my wet bald pussy glistening with cum. And in one picture  his huge cock is visible, the tip of it dripping and the biggest cum shot I have ever seen is covering my ass.

As hard as I am trying I can’t for the life of me remember anything. The pictures aren’t helping.