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Gynecologist and Science Experiments

My lasted bf experience was with a future gynecologist.
He loved to sit me down and just explore my pussy.
He liked it conduct science experiments with my glorious pussy.
His first one was how to fist a tight cunny.
He tried coconut oil, olive oil, baby oil and different kinds of lube.
MY favorite was the coconut oil. 
Not only did he get his big fist in my pussy and fist me until i came, but it made my pussy smell fantastic. 
After each time, He  took samples of y pussy juice.
He licked my pussy to taste it.
He smelled my pussy to see if it had a after fisting smell.
HE stretched and fucked my pussy so much I don’t think it will ever be the same.
With his help he got me back to being even tighter than I was when I met him.
He had a solid cock. hmmm a good 8 inches and THICK!! 
He was all about my pussy.
He wanted her to feel loved, and to cum as much as possible. 
I love this new deal..
He can do what he pleases with my pussy as long as I can cum. 
 
Why don’t you call me so you can get my pussy nice and juicy and tell me how you would worship my pussy.. 
 

Submissive Phone Sex with Cassandra: Pain Slut for Daddy

Submissive phone sex is what I crave. I am a tall beautiful goddess; this I recognize.  And not a day goes by that I do not have a few guys, even females, who want to worship me, adore me, treat me like a princess solely on my looks. But, I have long harbored a dark secret. I look like a spoiled bitch on the outside; one who can command any man. However, I am a total submissive slut. Technically, I am a pain slut. I have no interest in equal relationships, nor do I want to dominate any man. I want to belong to a master. And I mean belong in every sense of the word. I want a man to control what I wear; how I act; what I do; where I go. To control my every move and every sexual encounter. And, most importantly, I want to be abused. I’m talking hardcore abuse, S and M, extreme bondage, water sports, rough anal, even sadistic torture.

Do you find yourself wondering how a tall goddess, former Homecoming Queen and Head Cheerleader became such a submissive junkie? Daddy. I t all began with my Daddy. You see after my mother died, I was the woman of the house and my dad was a tortured artist type. He had a very dark side. I think Daddy felt conflicted by his sexual desires for his young daughter that he turned me into his slave, into his pain whore to appease his guilt. The first time he saw me naked in the bath tub, he called me a dirty cock tease whore and said I needed to be punished for such nasty behavior. He made me get out of the tub and lay across his lap. I was very young. He spanked me first with his bare hand so hard I was crying and begging for him to stop. My bottom felt like it was on fire he spanked me so hard.

I could feel his thing under me, hard as a rock. He knew he was hard too and this made him want to hurt me more. I was not sure if he hurt me more because I made him hard, or if it made him hard hurting me. Regardless, I paid for his hard dick. He grabbed the curling iron and shoved it in my pussy and fucked me repeatedly  for a painfully long time. I was even bleeding. Daddy of course was still hard. Frustrated by his hard dick, he took the curling iron and rammed in up my ass. That was the beginning of my obsession with anal play and torture. It was the beginning of my daddy’s obsession with hurting my ass. Without me even touching his dick, he came in his pants as I cried and begged him not to hurt my bottom. My Daddy and I developed a symbiotic sick relationship that I try to replicate with my masters. Daddy came hurting me, and I learned to please men and hence myself by being a total pain slut.

I always need new mean Daddy’s. Let my pain and my humiliation get you off!

Submissive Phone Sex: Payback in Pussy and Ass

Submissive phone sex is what I know best. It is just not in my nature to be dominating; especially in my life outside of this job. Today was my day off so I left early this morning to do some errands. Well, I didn’t get far before my truck broke down. Even in my jeans and very little make-up I think I am attractive, but I was having trouble flagging anyone down to help. Mostly women out and about and guess they didn’t want to help a sister. Finally, this hot dude pulled over and asked to help. He was super nice. Popped the hood, told me I had cracked my serpentine belt and car would not run without it. I had no clue what that was, but guess it is important for a drivable car. He said he could take me to Auto Zone to get one and bring me back and put it on for me as any car place would charge me like $100 to do it. So, we drove to Auto Zone and got what I needed, but to my embarrassment, my credit card declined and I had no cash on me. My handsome stranger bought the belt and said I could pay him back later. We drove back to my car, and within a matter of a few minutes he had the belt on and my car working. When I asked for his address so I could reimburse him, he said that would not be necessary, I could work off my debt immediately. At first I was perplexed at to what he was suggesting, but then he grabbed one of my tits pretty hard and forced my hand on his throbbing cock.

We were in a parking lot; I was nervous and informed him, I always pay my debts however I can, but was there a more private place to go? He said he lived in the apartment complex across the street and I better follow him. Of course I did; I do as I am told, always. And I did need to repay him for his kindness. We got into the foyer of his apartment and he got pretty gruff with me. He ripped my red top right off and started man handling my titties. He ordered me to take my jeans off so he could see my sweet cunt. I was standing in front of him, in my bra and panties, both scared and turned on. I mean he was HOT and he did do me a solid. If he wanted payback in pussy and ass, who was I to say no? He pushed me against the wall and shoved his fingers inside me roughly. Before I realized it, he had his fist in me, fucking me like a dirty little whore. He kept telling me all I was good for was being his cum dump. When he was done stretching out my cunt, he ordered me to his bedroom. He pushed me onto his bed and shoved his cock down my throat until my eyes were watering and I was choking on cum He then made me ride his cock when he got hard again. And he didn’t want to fuck my pussy, but my ass. He used no lube; didn’t even spit on my asshole. Just forced me down on it and started fucking my ass hard and grabbing my boobs. Not going to lie, being his bitch was a total turn on. He seemed to just know I was a subby whore there for his pleasure. But dangit, my holes hurt. He really used me good. Both my pussy and ass were gaping open and sore. My tits had handprints on them. I asked if I could shower before leaving, and he slapped me, telling me not to take advantage of his generosity. He added that things like taking a shower or spending the night were girlfriend privileges, not cheap whore rights. He was correct. I am just a fuck toy; just a bitch; just a whore; just a cheap cunt; just a bunch of holes.

I have no rights. And the only privilege I got is the privilege to service men. How can I service you tonight?

I Need to Be Used

I am a tall hot blonde goddess. When I am out at the club with my girlies, men fall at my feet wanting to spoil me, worship me, and possess me. But, those men do nothing for me. I have never been a vanilla girl. I have never been into romantic love. I should be a dominate bitch based on my appearance; however, I crave a stern master; even a rough master. I want a dark, sick, twisted relationship based on ownership, control and pain. I don’t want to be pampered; I want to be used and abused. I don’t want to wear expensive jewelry that suggest you love and care about me; I wanna wear a chain and collar that says you own me. I don’t want men falling to their feet to worship me; I wanna fall to my feet to worship you and your friends. I don’t wanna put on makeup to look gorgeous; I wanna put on makeup to hide the bruises. I don’t want to wear pretty girly clothes; I want to be naked in your presence so you can have access to my fuck holes whenever you want. I belong to you and whomever you want to share me with. I am not the wife or the girlfriend who nags you, demands your time and your wallet, withholds sex from you or denies you your darkest desires. I will do whatever you want, even if it scares me or scars me. I need to be your bitch; I need to be your whore; I need to be your slave; I need to be your victim.  I will serve you until I die.

Sharing

It was two o’clock and I had to show Daddy my report card. He was going to be SO mad. I didn’t want to get screamed at, so instead I decided to hide the manilla envelope under the couch cushions in the living room. “Leslie, come here sweetie,” my Daddy called out to me. I turned around and followed the sound of his voice into the dining room. Then I gasped. My Daddy was sitting next to a different man with dark skin and piercings in his ears. My mouth turned into an O. Daddy beckoned me over and told me to sit down next to him. I did as I was told. Then my Daddy said he brought his friend over to show him what a good girl I am. That made me smile so wide! Daddy left the room and the new man introduced himself as Haashim-Faarooq. My mouth was still in an O. This was so surprising! Finally the man came up behind me and began tugging on my little girl bottoms. He said he wanted to give me the spanking I deserved. This news cheered me up completely! Usually I only want my Daddy to spank me, but since he hasn’t done it lately, I will let his friend do it, too. The man spanked my little girl bottom so hard, I screamed out in pain, then started whimpering. It hurt soooo bad! Then the man ordered me to shut up and spread my legs wider. I started shaking and making cute little sounds in fear. The man was not impressed. He balled his hand up into a fist and put it right up to my entrance. Then he slammed it inside of me and started fisting that chocolate, dark-skinned hand in and out of my white girl pussy super fast and hard. Interracial fisting rape phone sex fantasy! It was outrageously painful and made me feel sad, but that’s OK. At the end, the man showed me how much of my cum was on his hand, and it cheered me right up again. Turns out I cum like a slutty little girl whore when men touch my private places.

Naughty Maid Phone Sex

You walk in the door from work and I am cleaning your house wearing the skimpiest maid uniform ever.  You call me over and tell me your cock needs some spring cleaning. My knees hit  the floor and I give your cock and balls a through tongue cleaning.  I make sure to stick the tip of my tongue inside your pee hole so you have no residue urine left in it. Next thing I know you have me bent over the sofa pushing your dick so deep inside my spicy pink taco. Your so hot I think your frying my pussy meat.  I feel your teeth sinking into my back as you grab my ass with what feels like a claw.  Your other hand is pulling my nipple so roughly that if feel my skin is ripping apart.  Fucking me so good I forget I was the one on duty so I bend over some more and back up on that cock.  I scream I love being your maid papi.

 

 

No Pain, No Gain

My soccer coach told me that when the going gets tough, the tough get going. I wonder if that’s how it is with Daddy, too. I always wonder what gets his Daddy dickie going. If only I could feel the roughness of his hand spanking my bare bottom once again! I feel like I’m a bad little girl who needs to be punished, and once my Papa swats me really good, I’ll have learned my lesson and become his special good girl. Maybe my soccer coach can spank me if I ask him. The other day when I was tying my cleats, my friend Janine went over to him crying because she got a cut on her elbow. Mr. Jackson didn’t give her a bandaid or anything at all. He patted it distractedly and told her to buck up. Maybe he meant to say ‘fuck up’ or ‘suck up.’ I’ve heard my Mommy and Daddy saying those adult words before. I don’t know. Maybe I was always meant to be a roughhoused little girl, and my Daddy’s pride and joy. Now if only I could get him to spank me already!

Grown-Up Talk

All week I have been trying to get my Daddy to spank me. I wanna get swatted, but my Daddy doesn’t think I’m a bad girl! He keeps rubbing my little girl shoulders and telling me he loves me. So I had to do something really bad. I walked up to him yesterday when he came home from work. I looked up at him by making my eyes very wide and I told him flat out that adults like to touch my privates. He got a stern Daddy expression on his face and asked me who touches my privates. I told him just about everyone. Because it’s true. All of the adults in my life really love to stick their hands in my pants and fondle my little girl boobies and make me feel good. I also told my Daddy about the scary man at the mall who made me yank on his long hard stick and then put it in my mouth and bottom. Daddy got speechless and looked sort of shell-shocked. Then he walked to the cabinet where all of the grown-up drinks are, took down a big bottle, and started drinking from it without even pouring it in a glass. How cum I’m not allowed to do that with milk and juice?

A Waxing Party

My friend invited me to a party recently. I was excited. I love parties. She told me it was a waxing party and that it was an all girl theme. I thought okay we are going to be waxing our legs and bikini areas. Maybe there was some kind of new wax going to be promoted or someone had learned a new technique for waxing and wanted to share. I do not know why I had these naive thoughts. I know my friends and should have known better.  Well when I arrived I realized I was very wrong.

It was an erotic waxing party. All the ladies were naked or almost naked and some had already paired up when I got there. Of course it was a bdsm waxing party. A very sexy and confident looking woman approached me and told me to strip. Of course me being me I said yes ma’am and did as I was told. She walked around me in a circle looking me up and down and running her hands over my skin. She was praising me and telling me how soft and smooth my skin was. She said it almost looked like milk, it was so creamy. You will be a lot of fun she told me.

She led me over to a small round table and told me to lean on it. There were arrangements of beautiful candles all over the room. She picked one up and started to pour the hot wax down my chest. Oh it was so hot. It hurt but felt good like all the pain that I love. She covered my body in different colors of wax. It hurt so good. She told me I had been a good girl and rewarded me with an orgasm. I thought at that point we were done. I was wrong.

She continued to hurt me with wax and fire and make me hold candles in my pussy. I loved it. I had little burn blisters all over my body for the next couple of days. I loved it because it was a reminder of my first wax party. Sure was a lot of fun. I might host my own soon!

Rough Phone Sex

Rough phone sex. Who likes it? I do. I have callers that call and want me to beat myself and make barnyard animal noises. I do it and guess what, it makes my pussy so wet. I’m not sure why but I know that I am a nasty, dirty pain slut and I love to be humiliated. I love to feel pain and shame. I recently had some phone sex with a man that was so hot I almost couldn’t control myself. He wanted me to put clothespins on my nipples and pussy lips. Of course I obeyed. I do not know how to disobey. It is just not in me to not do what is asked of me. I loved how the clothespins were making me feel. My skin was getting so sensitive. He told me to smack myself in the face and tell him how it felt. It felt wonderful. I love pain. He had me paddle myself and use my paddle to smack the clothespins off my pussy lips. I almost came right then just from that. By the time he let me cum my skin was so red and sensitive. I had a great time and a hard orgasm. Thank you by the way for letting me cum. I can’t wait to do it again.