The way Master’s cock was slamming into my submissive slut cunt made me forget every prayer I’d ever known; I was drowning in the sin of Him, and nothing could make me holy again. Master had my slutty nun costume hiked up around my hips. His name was slipping from my lips, my pussy dripping deliciously as He dug His fingers into my hips. I was sky high, living out my fantasy of a Halloween cream pie and begging for more as He slapped me across my face from behind.
Master had drank an eighth, and cut some lines. He was divine in His use of my fuck holes, and the way he dominated my mind. I was hypnotized by his cock driving in my tight, hot wet cunt deeper and deeper. I knew this was right, to be used under a cemetery lantern’s light half past midnight on Halloween.
He tugged on my leash; I choked back a scream. I was cumming all over his cock; how it gleamed in the light as I leaned on the bench for support. I’m a whore, and I’ll submit to any man from my core. I used to work nine to fives, until I realized I needed more. I adore the hard slaps of His hands, to fulfill His demands, and I beg that His brands His name into my skin. I’m his slut forever, and I’m lost in his sin.
Tag: Slavery Phone Sex
Halloween Whore’s Haunting
Anal Play Stretching
You don’t even have to ask, just lube that thick fucking cock up and slide it directly into my tight little asshole. I want you to turn me in to the dirtiest anal cum dumpster that has ever been thought of. How many loads do you want me to take? Three? Thirteen? How about thirty? I can get stretched and used that much all in one day, as long as I get my nose candy fix. Coke myself out a little bit, and take the pounding that I deserve in my once tight Chocolate Starfish. There’s just something about getting my little ass stretched out that turns me on so much. It hurts so fucking good, but it sure is shit makes my pussy dripping fucking wet. Sometimes my nipples leak too, and I swear to God these anal fuckers love that more than anything else. Except for when I squirt while they’re banging me in the booty. Yeah I can cum from taking loads in my ass just like the perfect submissive whore. That’s why none of these bitches can compete with me. I can give all these fucking John’s something that they can’t, and that is the ability to be the perfect anal cum Pocket Pussy, where they can deposit and drop all of that delicious baby gravy.
Sometimes I Need Submissive Phone Sex
I am a sexy switch, but my roots are submissive phone sex. I think it is normal to become a bit more assured of yourself and dominant as you get older. I am not like some sadistic dominatrix, but I can talk back to men, demand they worship my pussy, or I can hurl some insults to small dick losers and Splenda daddies. I do get wet, however, when a worthy man takes charge and owns me. I was sharing submissive stories with a caller last night and got nostalgic for a master. I am in my 30s now and I think most men want younger slaves. I was looking at old fetish shoots I had done, and memories flooded back. About 10 years ago, I was in Ohio on a slave shoot. I used the photos for this job and the photographer paid me so he could sell my pictures to different fetish sites. I was in shackles and chains and my photographer popped a tent in his pants. I could not help but notice. I suggested before we finish the shoot, I take care of him. He grabbed my collar, pulled it tight and slapped my face. He unzipped his pants and skull fucked me while snapping pictures. He was my photographer, not my master, but I was turned on. I had a wet bald pussy thinking of him owning me like that. We had just met, and he was fucking me like a dirty bitch. That was the beginning of a long relationship. He has been my main photographer and punisher for years. We have no romantic connection, not even working together as long as we have. He knows I am a sex slave and he treats me like a dirty piece of ass. Some women want to be treated like princesses; some want to be treated like dirty whores.
Roleplay Phone Sex Pain Slut
I was grinding up and down the pole, showing off my tight little ass at my nice perky tits when we made eye contact. There was something different about him, something that commanded my attention. He approached stage right in the middle of my set, and coaxed me down into his lap with a couple hundreds. He immediately started to grab up on me, which is usually a no-no for the patrons. I looked over at security but they didn’t move. Was this the mysterious VIP that we’ve been waiting on?
He pinched one of my rosy nipples, causing me to moan quietly. His eyes lit up as he heard me over the music, and pulled me down tighter into his lap. He took off my panties,and slid his monster cock out of his pants. It seemed like he had a different pole he wanted me to slide down. There was something about the way he touched me, the way he stared so deep inside me I know I would feel him for the rest of my life, that made me do it. I swirled my hips, letting my pussy dance over his cock.
He was throbbing, and I could tell that it wouldn’t take long for him to blow a load inside of me. I was so fucking exciting, getting my sweet princess pussy stretched out by this stranger, all in the middle of my shift? Fucking hot. The Stranger leaned forward, and bit hard Into the sweet spot on my neck. I moaned again as my set ended, but I didn’t move from his lap. How could I? Just walk off from him pumping away deep inside of me?
I was bouncing up and down on it like some common whore. When he slapped me across my face as I started to cum, I knew I was going to be addicted. When he asked me to go home with him, there was no way I could say no.
Slave for your Cock, Always
I will always be a slave to your cock. I worship the ground you walk on and only live to please you. I am a good whore who does as she’s told. If you say Baby I want you to fuck my friends to night, I just say yes sir! I do not require much instruction because I know I was born to be yours. Owned and treated as your pretty play toy. I want to blow you until you give me that yummy goodness I extract with my well trained skills. If it means blowing a couple of your friends too, then by all means I will submit to my place of duty. You find my pussy wet as you hit it from the back. You whisper good girl and how much you love me. I love you too But my mouth is full, so the only way I can show it, and the only way to ever show a king like you how much I adore you, Is to give my body and soul to you. I squirt all over your cock as you start spanking my round booty and making it twerk. You are my only desire as My belly is pumped with cum from all the men you give me too!
The Gift Of A Gangbang
Master came to play with me last night. I’ve been so lonely during this quarantine, so He came with three of his friends to remind me I’m his little fuck toy. Master spread me out, and chained me to the bed. I was helpless; I couldn’t move. Before I could object, I had a cock forced into my mouth. I was choking, but no one gave a fuck. My ass and cunt were violently stuffed with their fat pricks. It hurt so good, I was sobbing. Master stood in the corner, stroking his cock, a grin on his face. He loved putting me in my place, and I loved this forced gangbang; my dripping cunt said so. I am nothing, just his property. My body screams in pain, my cunt begs for more and more. I know what Master wants will happen. I know I am helpless, I know I am his.
Pain Slut Needs Punished
Pain sluts like me live for only two things; to give Master pleasure, and receive sweet pain from His hand. Master often forces me to be intoxicated; I get extra slutty when I am. Then, he makes me parade my wet, bald pussy all around the club. Master lets me get used like the bitch I am. It’s so humiliating, and that makes my cunt drip even more. Master likes to watch me mutually masturbate with his friends; He loves to watching me touch my pretty clitty for him, and drive the other men crazy with the smell of my fertile cunt. I love consensual non-consent play, and Master knows this. He’ll force himself on me whenever he likes! At home, in the mall, at work, it doesn’t matter. I’m his property, and he can fuck me when he wants. I’m his slave, wholly and completely. Master, won’t you give your submissive slut a call, give her a spanking, and remind her who she belongs to? I miss the sting of your palm across my worthless face.
Phone Sex Castration
You are so fucking submissive that your wife has had you in chastity for thirty days. You have to call your hot Latina Domme’ for your castration phone sex. Am I supposed to feel sorry for you? You get ten minutes every month to let that 4 inch sissy penis cum, and who do you come to? ME! Why do you come to me? Because I am that Bitch who tells you exactly how I want those balls removed. No rubber band around those testicles for you. Your wife and her long term bull want you to be an eunuch for them.
Pretty pathetic that your little baby dick wont ever be able to cum after We remove your sweet little balls! I don’t feel one mother fucking ounce of pitty for you ass. You are a toy, a pet to play with. Shit I treat my mutts better than you get treated. I let Fido and Spot cum, whereas your balls will soon be in the blender or in My furry friend’s stomach! A nice fillet knife working under you as I flick your cock cage and ask you if you’re ready.
Like I fucking care if you are! The blood that starts to pour has my cunt soaking and slippery. I take my time working through your cum tubes and skin. Your cries of pain only bring me to arousal more. I hold up what used to be the last remaining fragment of your man hood. You are nothing now. A lowly servant to your wife and her bulls cock. You better behave, because if I hear about any misdoings am coming after that limp clit you have left. I will make you have so much pain you will go insane. Now be a good Eunuch whore and fetch me a nice cock to play with!
Your Personal Fuck Slave
Master brought me here, as a present, to You. I’m Your new fuck toy. Does that please You? I know I sure am going to. Every day will start the same for us; I’ll wake You up by sucking Your cock. Bobbing my head up and down, licking and flicking my tongue over Your cock head, until You leave me with a mouthful of hot, gooey cum. You’ll find Your slippers ready, as well as Your robe. The shower is already running for You.
I’ll climb right in with You, to scrub and soap Your body, and then to hold still while You use me for Your own pleasure, like a slutty pocket pussy. After washing Your body, I towel-dry You, shave You, and serve You coffee and breakfast.
When You get home from work, I’ll be kneeling at the door, naked and soaking wet, to suck Your cock. You’ll skull fuck me, until Your day’s stress drains right down my cum-guzzling throat. After I serve You dinner, make You a drink, and rub Your feet, You allow me the pleasure of bouncing on Your cock while You watch the news.
I’ll wind and grind my tight, hot cunt all over Your cock, until You cum deep inside of me. Of course, I have to clean myself off of You, which means You get to shoot more cum, this time all over my pretty tits. How may I service You?
Department Store Dildo Whore
I hit a pothole, and nearly screamed. My pussy clenched around the seven inch dildo I’d plunged into my pussy while getting dressed. Every step, every single bump, was the sweetest torment. I rolled my car up to the department store, and parked at a distance from the storefront and the other cars. I put the car in park, and started to rock my hips against the dildo.
The pleasure that shot from my cunt to my clit was earth shattering. I started to really ride that thing. It pressed against my panties and the seat perfectly. I felt my breath coming quicker, my pulse racing, as my body was reaching it’s cumming point. That’s all I needed now. I was so in tune with fucking myself, I didn’t see the man approach.
“Are you okay, miss? You look like you’re having a seizure.” My heart leapt into my throat as I halted my strokes just mere millimeters away from a mind blowing orgasm. My face flushed; I’d been caught being a filthy whore in my car.
“I was… dancing.” I offered with a shy smile, my pussy trying to milk the dildo, begging for release.
“Oh.” He smiled knowingly, and offered a wink, before strolling away to enter the store. I saw how hard his cock was through his sweatpants. He knew! But I couldn’t continue now, I had to go shopping. I was caught with a hand in the cookie jar. I exited the car, whining at the pure torture this dildo was giving me. I walked towards the store, and stopped. It would be too much, the way my hips rocked the cock inside me. I was sure to make a mess of myself. Already, I could see a small wet spot on my pants. Not good!
There was a breath on my ear. The sexy bloke who’d caught me riding a rubber cock in my car was there, hand on my throat. “Don’t cum in the store, Kitten.” I whined again. I was never going to make it.