Tag: Slavery Phone Sex

Slavery Phone Sex At It’s Best

So it was a beautiful day and we all decided to hop on the bikes and take a ride. I love the feeling of that big machine between my legs, vibrating like a giant vibrator, sending shock waves up my pussy until my panties are soaking wet. I can never get on the bike without cumming several times. We ended up stopping at a beautiful park that had hiking trails. We all agreed that a hike would be fun and an opportunity to find a secluded spot to fuck our brains out after getting all worked up on the bikes. We found a great spot and let the orgy begin. We had just finished fucking when we saw a pretty little thing cumming up the trail all by her self. All it took was that one look at one of us and we decided to grab her. We took her back to the club house and decided to make her our sex slave for the weekend. We have her in the play room right now and we are filling her up with hot juicy cum. Tomorrow she will cook and clean, she won’t be allowed to wear any clothes and she will get fucked by us all at will. We love having a little sex slave almost as much as we love the idea of getting rid of the fucking bitch when we are done with her.

Naudia Needs New Slaves

I am such an ass fucking fetishist! Yes, you heard me. I get off on the wildest, sickest, most twisted shit possible. I am into BDSM one hundred percent . . . but only as a Domme. I love the idea of having minions kneeling to me in absolute worship of my beauty and power. Some of the things I enjoy are financial domination, ass to mouth, body worship, and of course anything extreme. I am not too shy to admit that I like the idea of a man putting his balls on the counter and smashing them with a heavy textbook. Also, it intrigues me to think about the possibility of having a man feminized and forced into bisexuality. God. I get so wet just thinking about the ass fucking potential of expanding my stable of human pets, and fulfilling my dream of perfect slave ownership.

No pussy sweeter

I fuck with a lot of CEO’s and executives that love the taste of black twat, hence why it was no surprise to me when the CEO of google contacted me and told me that he has been searching for a willing black slut such as myself. He loved the way my sexy chocolate nipples poked through my blouse but most importantly the look of my plump coochie in my leggings. He compared it to a ripe, fresh, peach ready to be plucked, eaten, and enjoyed. He was so intrigued by my sexy black ass that I could see his member stiffening up right through his pants. I whispered in his ear, “Ain’t no pussy sweeter baby” and gave it a nibble. This almost drove him over the edge because before I knew it I was laid back in an “O” shaped chair. My pussy was gooey from the anticipation of getting tongue teased and finger fucked by the G of google! This man worked his way around my clit like he did a search engine- with ease and perfection. The passion of my cunt dripped down his chin like watermelon juice and he slurped up every last drop. I had to give that banana a taste. I peeled off his pants and got greeted with a fat white cock ready to squeeze past these plump glossy nigger lips. I kept sucking and slurping until I got awarded his thick warm pudding all over my face. Mmmm, we fucked a sucked each other until the smell of our freaky fruit cocktail was stuck to my clothes and my sweet black slit was sucked dry.

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.

They Wear a Leash and Collar During Training

The little ones who secretly live and work in the whorehouse are trained in a very humbling fashion.  Their little bodies are stripped naked, and they are collared with a leash attached.  They are instructed to walk on all fours: barking, meowing, and making other such sounds (once it has been determined by my staff that, they need reinforcement training).  They are placed over a spanking bench, and beaten while their little holes are fucked with random household objects.  These little prostitutes pay for their room and board with their obedience, their young assholes and tight, bald, tiny pussies.  Each whore has their own leash and collar and when they wear them, training is in session.  There is a part of me that gets very aroused seeing these little whores being treated in this manner.  I love to fuck in front of them, teaching them the ‘right’ way to service an adult’s cock.

Poppers With A Side Of Cherries

This week was fun, but something scary happened to me again. I was playing in my backyard with my dog. Her name is Sparkles, and she’s my friend.

Why does everyone keep touching me in my private places? My Mommy and Daddy said to me “No. Don’t let boys touch you in your private places.” But what about girls? Sometimes I get so confused with all of these grown-up rules.

Just as I was pitching the little tennis ball that Sparkles and I use to play catch, I heard some rustling sounds over the fence. Rustle, rustle, rustle, the sounds went. I got curious, so I walked over to the bushes lining the gate . . . and BAM! Something hit me right in the face!

I don’t remember what happened next, but everything was all black and fuzzy. When I woke up, I was trapped in a warm, dark room with very soft sheets . . . and I wasn’t wearing any clothes! OH NO! I thought. Not again!

I tried to pull the blanket over myself. But someone walked in and revealed herself to me. That’s right, she revealed herself, right before my innocent, nudie little eyes!

I was shell-shocked. She looked just like a nice, trusting adult I would’ve run to if I’d ever needed a bandaid. Except that her big bobbies were showing, and that wasn’t nice at all.

“What have you done with Sparkles?” I huffed angrily, all weak-but-brave-damsel-in-distress like.

The woman cackled meanly. Mwah-ha-ha-ha-ha, she cackled, only not quite as nice sounding.

“I believe you’ll find yourself to be a little more pliable,” she announced, “once you get a whiff of this.”

I did not want a whiff of anything, really. But she was a bad girl villain, and bad girl villains don’t listen to what you want. Then she came over and stuck a bottle under my nose. I tried to turn away, but my head still kinda hurt. That’s my kryptonite, if you can keep a secret. When someone bashes my head open in my very own backyard.

The stuff in the bottle smelled really bad. My battling arms soon dropped uselessly to my sides. Then the mean lady laid me down on the floor and purred at me. I gulped as she recapped the bottle and set it down.

“How does that feel?” she asked seductively, trailing a long fingernail down my abdomen.

It felt great. All of a sudden my dizziness increased, but at the same time, a happy feeling overcame me. My dampening kitty felt really hollow, like it needed to be stuffed. The mean lady saw me wiggling to be touched and immediately laughed all evil-like again.

She stretched forward then and pulled out a canister from beneath the couch. It was full of little red circles marinading in red liquid. The looked like veiny eyeballs in blood.

“Cordial cherries,” the woman supplied at my horrified expression. “Poppers and cherries,” she laughed.

I didn’t understand the joke until she repeated it three more times, guffawing louder with each word. Finally she was leaning over me in a laughing fit, so I reached up and grabbed her booby to snap her out of it.

“Umm, excuse me,” I interrupted politely, “but aren’t you going to touch my privates?”


Sexual Slavery 2014

I inherited the ‘family business’, from my Grandmother. Once, every three months, I make business trips, outside of the United States.  In a land far away, there  lies a sexual slavery camp where youngsters of varied ages are employed, in exchange for food, water, and shelter.

The conditions of their employ involve submitting themselves to be used for the sexual pleasure of affluent men and women, throughout the world.

These little ones have been trained in the art of providing sexual services (to include all fetishes) to high paying clients.  Their lives consist of daily pampering; whereby they are bathed, massaged, attend an in-camp fitness center, spa, and eat the finest foods, and practice meditation.  Their entertainment consists of watching pornography and enacting its varied contents, of sorts.  The young ladies are on birth control and all participants are tested regularly for STDs.

Their prices range from $10,000-$100,000 USD, per day (the younger they are, the more expensive).  Under special conditions, they may be sold.  You may contact me discreetly with your business.

 

 

Black Cumwhore Slave

I’ve been in a very naughty mood this week!  I’m craving some humiliating attention from an abusive and powerful Master with a beautiful White Cock for me to worship.  Are you the One I need, the One I’m craving?

My pussy creams at the mere thought of Your Domination.  Put me in my lowly place, as Your black cum whore slave.  I want to be kept in a cage, naked, and taken out only when You’re ready to have Your way with any one of my holes.  Slap me, bite me, choke me with Your hand or Your cock.  Slam Your hard, throbbing pole hard into my juicy ass and dirty cunt.  Let me know that I’m Your worthless, dirty nigger slut, then cum all over my face and make me crawl back to my cage.

Leave me soiled, sticky and satisfied, until the next time…

Vampire Fuck Whores

I have been having the most thrilling dreams, so real, they did not feel like dreams. I dreamt that female vampires used my man and I as their sex slaves.  It was pack of at least 30, totally hot nympho whores of different ages, young fucking hot-tight bodies, tight, firm asses and perfectly shaped titts. There were sexy red heads, blondes, and dark haired ones with huge tits, and fucking-smoking hot, wet pussies.  Everything about them looked normal until they opened their mouths and we saw their razor sharp, shiny white fangs.  They swarmed us like a bunch of nympho fucking bees.  Sitting on our faces, grabbing our fingers and using them as dildos, riding my man’s cock and fucking my cunt and ass with their big vampiress strapon dicks.

They used us until something happened…after my man came inside of their leader’s mouth, they shared his cum, and then they forced his mouth open and spit in his mouth.  Almost instantly, he transformed into a hot and sexy vampire monster, with a 15 inch hard thick cock, with a fat mushroom head.  He began fucking all of the vampire fuck whores like a bunch of rag dolls.  Hosing them down with his indestructible vampire semen.  Each whore that he sprayed, started cumming uncontrollably until they passed out and turned back into human cock whores again.

 

Nasty Nigger Nympho

I went to visit one of my cousins, down in “da hood.”  She lives in one of those raggedy-ass, drug and roach infested apartment buildings that you normally see in rap videos of Compton, NYC, Chicago or New Orleans.  Ugh!  I wasn’t surprised that a maintenance man was there, but I was surprised to see that he was young…and white…and FINE!  I was just about to slip him my number on my way out the door, when he announced to my cousin that he was done fixing her stove.  He saw that I was ready to leave, and offered to walk me to my car.

His name is Cody, and he’s got strawberry-blonde hair, gray eyes, washboard abs and buns of steel!  (I observed all of that while he was working!)  I soon found out that he also has a porn cock!  Wow, can that boy fuck…and fuck…and fuck!  Instead of going to my car, I followed him to his apartment, where he offered me a beer, a joint, 2 lines and an X pill.  He had it all, and we did it all!  He was my young, white, druggie fucktoy, and I was his nasty nigger nympho!

I think I’ll start visiting my cousin more often.