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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.

Blade Addiction

My blade addiction has gotten out of control. I need your control and your commands to be sliced open correctly. The cuts are getting deeper and my thoughts go fuzzy from loss of blood, so I need your guidance more than ever. I begged you to please cum over and play with me – your favorite little pain slut. You sounded angry but horny, and agreed to cum. I splayed myself out on the floor naked, waiting for your heavy hands. When you arrived, you bound my ankles together and told me you had a new surprise for me.

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My pussy was leaking I was so excited to feel what you had in mind. You began touching my body, tracing my old scars with your fingers, and I know how much they excite your cock. You look at them with such love and lust, and I tingle all over as you begin to stroke your cock. You reach in your bag and pull out what appears to be a glove of some sort. Then I see that it has long sharp blades on it. You whisper to me that you are going to slit me wide open using your new glove today.

The blades are long and sharp and gleam in the sunlight coming through the windows. My heart races, knowing they could easily cut me deep enough to end my life quickly. I never know where you will begin with your slices, but you lift my legs up into the air, ankles tied together, and put on the glove. You give my pussy juices one quick taste, and then slowly slide the blade protruding from your index finger right inside my cunt. I felt the blade cut into me like fire and the rush of pain through my body was everything I had hoped.

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You fucked my with one finger until I could feel my hot blood dripping down my ass. Then you inserted another finger. The pain increased and you began stroking your cock even harder. I felt more blood, and your lust for blood equals that of mine for pain. Another finger – three deep inside me now – and I felt the cold blades through the heat of the pain. I began to get dizzy, and my vision blurred. The most amazing feeling in the world. As you inserted your fourth finger and started fucking my cunt with your hand, my vision started to fade. I could still feel the blood pouring out of me, and I could hear you stroking your cock as you came all over my bloody cunt.

BDSM phone sex with Wendy: Perfect little fuck toy

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Chains are cold, but they make my pussy wet and warm. Just hearing them gives me goose bumps. Being naked and all chained up is exactly what a filthy little whore like me deserves. What I need is a man who won’t release me even when I beg to be let loose. That might teach me a lesson or maybe I’ll need more. Does a stupid slut like me ever learn? Sometimes I wonder because I keep doing the same things. Walking around dressed like a trashy skank night after night gets me what I want. The attention isn’t what I crave the most, we both know that. What I love most is what they do about it.

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How could you see a girl dressed like me and not feel angry? Boys like you know why I do it too, which makes you hate me even more. Teasing every man in sight, making them want to do crazy things to me. That’s only a game until one strong man comes along and shows me that isn’t. That man will take his aggression out on me. He’ll treat me like the disgusting whore I am without feeling the slightest bit guilty. It was obvious that I was asking for it.
Maybe I’ll end up chained up or locked in a cage in someone’s basement if I’m lucky. The only time I’ll be free is when I’m being used. He’ll be my Master and I’ll be his perfect little fuck toy. Every single hole on my body will be over flowing with his cum, all night and all day. That’s what I’ve always dreamed of; being broken and used. It’s all I ever think about.

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I’d Rather Be Your Bitch than Your Girlfriend

gfe phone sex big titsNormally, I am a submissive whore. I love being told what to do. I enjoy being hurt. Pain is pleasure to me. But one of my masters decided he wanted to profit off my looks. I know I look like a Goddess. I just never feel like one, but master said men would pay good money for a night with me. He seems to believe that  more men want to fuck me than hurt me. I’m not sure about that. But, I do whatever I am told. So when he told me to get pretty for a hot date, I did just that. I know how to clean up. I can look any part. Master got $10,000 for me from some big financial guy looking for the girlfriend experience. I don’t really know how to be a girlfriend. I know how to be a bitch, a victim, a cum dumpster,  a pain slut, a punching bag….but a girlfriend is a foreign concept to me.

I watched Sasha Gray’s video “The Girlfriend Experience” for some quick pointers. The first part of my date  was easy, boring, but easy. I just had to look pretty and act like I was interested  in everything he had to say. I just nodded my head a lot, licked my lips, and touched his hand. When we got back to his place, things took an interesting turn.  He wanted me to dominate him. Boy was he barking up the wrong tree. But I knew my master would be upset if I did not deliver what this man paid top dollar for. I excused myself to the bathroom and used my smart phone to Google sensual domination. It seemed so vanilla to me. Only a pussy wants a woman to dominate him with things like face sitting, tease and denial games, blindfolds, silky restraints, spanking…. Only a pussy wants a woman to control his cock.

sensual domination phone sex hairy pussyI am a good whore, so I sucked it up to deliver an Oscar worthy performance as  a sensual domme.  I tied him to his bed with silk scarves. Sat on his face, forcing him to worship my pussy and ass, while I spanked his cock with a riding crop. At best it could only sting. I teased his cock, denied his cums all night long. The only one cumming was me. He kept telling me I was a superior creature. My orgasms were all that mattered. I enjoyed cumming. But they felt rather lackluster in comparison to the cums I have accompanied with some pain. Pain makes me feel alive. I did what a good slave does, acted the part accordingly for her master. I always want to please those in control of me.

My client was happy, and booked another session with me. But the moment I left his penthouse, I got out my little scalpel and started slicing my flesh. Pain is what makes me cum the hardest. Maybe I could be your girlfriend, but the kind you hurt instead of pamper?

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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.

Masochism Fun with Shemale Sadist Carla

shemale domination porn paint slu Are you a masochist? Someone who enjoys pain and humiliation? Well, I am a sadist. Someone who enjoys inflicting pain. I have a pet who is a total pain slut. The first time I picked him up in a bar, I fucked his ass in the bathroom. Not only did my 10 inch cock pound his ass, so did my beer bottle. He had a tight virgin ass, but my cock was not enough to hurt him the way he begged to be hurt. So, I grabbed my beer bottle and shoved it up his ass as I pushed his face in the toilet. He has been my bitch ever since.

I have a BDSM dungeon room in my apartment. This is where I entertain my little masochistic pets. Today’s session was about cock and ball torture. He is a sissy fairy fag and won’t fucking admit it. So, I don’t think he really needs his worthless cock and balls. I am more of man than he is with my big tits and curvaceous body.  I needed to cum, and I never pass up a tight ass. However, before I fucked  him, I decided to whip his cock and balls. I used a penis whip first. Got his pecker bright red, with trickles of blood dripping down. Most fags would be screaming in pain. A masochist begs for more. I was determined to break him. Make him admit it was too much pain. I broke out my horsehair flog. Gave him a 100 lashes. I actually saw tears in his eyes. That got me hard. Once his cock looked like hamburger meat, I threw him over a barrel and pumped my big dick in his ass. I was squeezing his balls simultaneously, digging my long finger nails into his nut sac. Hearing his moans of pain made me shoot a load up his ass.

shemale phone sex analI was so turned on knowing I had abused his dick so well. But he still was not begging for  mercy, but for more pain. I threw him on the floor, put on my stilettos and trampled his dick. I also shoved my heal in his jugular. Now, this got him pleading for mercy. Finally, I found his pain threshold. I was going to let him go, but the sadist in me was not satisfied yet. I tied up his dick, practically cutting off the circulation. I tugged on his pecker as if trying to pull it off while I made him suck dog shit off my heal. Now I was starting to feel satisfied. His cock and balls looked like they had been steamrolled by the time I was done. Never hurt a pet so badly. Never got so turned on either.

shemale domination porn tranny dommeI was all set to let him go, when I decided I needed just a little more satisfaction. I pushed his face into a bowl of my piss, made him drink it up while I stepped on his neck to force him to lap it up. I sent him home battered, bruised and humiliated. And pretty sure in need of medical attention. I love a masochistic sissy, but be prepared for extreme pain and humiliation. I’m not your ordinary tranny. I’m a sadist shemale and you have just met your match.

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Thar She Licks

pain slut phone sexI make EXCELLENT money being a phone sex whore. I am a submissive little bitch, I love it and I get paid like one. I only associate with others that make excellent money. We went on a boating trip Saturday night. It was me and a few of my girlfriends, on one of their daddy’s houseboats. We were dressed to the nines, drinking and doing some blow. We were feeling good and looking great. Glenda, Kenna and I started playing grab ass, and Kenna kissed me, teasingly at first but it turned to passion quickly. She bit my lip and my knees buckled and my cunt started stirring. She pulled me into the master bedroom of the boat. She threw me, face first, into the wall and grabbed a candlestick from the chesterfield. She lifted my dress and pressed the candlestick into my ass and grabbed my hair. She pulled hard as the un-lubed candlestick tore into my tight little asshole. My pussy was moistening as she pushed me onto my knees and replaced the candlestick with her slobbery fist. She fisted my asshole until it tickled my belly button and she spread her hand, filling me up and making my cunt squirt. I came hard and she wordlessly removed her fist and turned me over. She shoved her hand in my mouth, making me lick my ass juices off of it. She stripped down to her slip, which was actually a breast binding corset, and fishnets, and grabbed a handful of hair in each of her hands. She pulled my face up into her hungry wet snatch. She, a smoker, was bitter, but I was her subby little slut, I wasn’t going to complain. Or should I? I pushed her weight off of me and blew the juices out of my mouth. She knew exactly what I was alluding to and she released me. She walked over to her coat and from her pocket removed her lighter and a smoke. She took a long drag and resumed her place over my head, grabbing my hair harder and slapping my face. I lapped at her sloppy bitter cunt and suddenly my nipple was stinging. She was holding the cherry of her cigarette against it and I fucking loved it. I continued to swirl my tongue on her clit and plunge it in and out of her waiting hole. I rubbed my sopping pussy as she continued to pull my hair and use me as her ashtray. She came in my mouth and stood up, placed a spiky heel into my chest and throwing her cigarette into my belly button.  The pain was agonizing, overwhelming and incredible. I released, crying out, and she shoved her heel into my mouth to keep me quiet. We cleaned ourselves up and left the room just in time to see the sun setting on the watery horizon. Ahoy mateys!

Humiliation phone sex with Wendy: Ruin me

Maybe I’m sick, but I love the way you use me. When you tell me what a worthless and dirty slut I am, it just drives me wild. Before it upset me, but now it makes me wet. I’ve even learned to enjoy when you spit in my face.
Only a filthy whore would tolerate the abuse, but I beg for it so I’m worse than a whore. I’m a desperate, depraved pervert who gets turned on while she’s being humiliated. My secret fantasy is that one day you’ll destroy me completely. I know it’s really twisted, but I can’t help it. I don’t just want you to ruin me physically either, I want you to ruin me emotionally too.
Anytime you think you’re punishing me, it doesn’t feel like a punishment at all. I’m just happy to be of use to you and also to have your attention. Serving you is the only thing that matters, before I do anything I need your permission first. Your approval is needed even when I want to eat or go to sleep.
You get what you want when you want it, no matter how disgusting or degrading it is. All I want is to be a good girl for you, you’re willing perfect slave.

Sex Toy Phone Sex with Cassandra: My New Christmas Toys

I hope all my Masters had a wonderful Christmas. I sure did. I got all sorts of wonderful gifts.  I got some sexy latex outfits to wear for my Masters, ones that highlight all my curves. I got some pleasure clips for my labia. Even got this electric shock breast bondage device for all those Masters who enjoy hurting my big worthless tits. I got a pretty dog collar that says SLUT in rhinestones. Pretty hot pink bondage tape. A brand new leather impression  paddle to match my collar so when you whip me, it will leave SLUT imprinted on my worthless ass. Got a hot pink leather flogger too. Pony play whip with a huge butt plug. Even got a home speculum kit. All sorts of toys to enjoy with my phone and real time Masters.

But my favorite new toy is my sex machine. I can fuck my pussy, ass and tits with it. It doesn’t really cause pain except when it goes at turbo speed. I have been playing with it all weekend. Has lots of fun attachments. I can even order  super big attachment and ones that have spikes. You might enjoy hearing me get impaled by a huge 12 inch spiked fucking machine. My house smells of pussy because I have been playing with my new toy so much.

Call me for some discipline! I’ve been a bad horny girl thinking of only my pleasure. I should be thinking of yours.

Torture Phone Sex with Cassandra and Sin: The Price of Beauty

I usually only have male masters. Sin, is the exception. She is a beautiful hot dominant bitch. I can’t help but give in to Sin.  I met her years ago at an underground sex club. She was the only female domme there. The rest of us girls were just subbie bitches there to be used and abused by the male patrons. She took a liking to me. I think because I am quite beautiful. I look like a goddess, but I am no stuck up bitch. I know my place. Sin called me last weekend as she wanted me to check out this new female centered S and M club. I was not Sin’s date for the evening; I was her pet.

I wore a diamond encrusted dog collar and crawled into the club on all fours like the dog I am. If I pulled or crawled at a pace too fast for Sin, she took her riding crop to my exposed ass. The club was packed. Lots of beautiful dominant goth goddesses with pretty little subbie pets like me. Sin took me into a private VIP room. The room looked far more inviting than what was about to happen to me. Purple and black crushed velvet disguised the torture room. Sin had me get up on this table and she tied me spread eagle. I was gagged and my hands and feet exposed.

Sin informed me that in medieval times, pretty, painted whores were denailed. I was not familiar with this archaic practice, but I did not like the sound of it. She brought out a tray of torture devices. I saw sharp sewers, hot oil and sulfur, pliers and a host of sharp objects. I was scared. Sin was a dominant bitch, but I was about to meet her sadistic side. She told me I knew better than to show up with painted nails and toes trying to outshine her. She dipped the sewers in the hot sulfur and slide them under my toes and fingernails. The hot sulfur not only loosened the nail from my flesh, it scaled my flesh. My screams had to pierce her ears. The pain was unbearable. I never knew a woman could be so cruel to another woman. I thought I was a pain slut until this moment. Nothing in my S and M world, prepared me for the pain of denailing.

Once my finger and toenails were pliable from the hot sulfur and oil, Sin used the pliers to rip the nails from their root, leaving me with bloody stumps. The pain was unlike anything I had felt before; so excruciating that I passed out a few times. The entire time Sin was denailing my once pretty extremities, she smiled. It was as if she was creating a work of art, her masterpiece to be proud of.  Even the air hurt as it touched my exposed fingers and toes. Every tear, every wince, every scream, brought a smile to Sin’s face.

I learned a valuable, painful lesson that night. Never try to be prettier than your Master. My vanity, my pride, my beauty, paid a high price for that lesson. But I will never make that mistake again.