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Smoking Fetish Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

smoking fetish phone sexDo you enjoy smoking fetish phone sex?  I am a smoker. I have this one master who enjoys taking me to get Botox  first because he wants to see me puffing on a cigarette with big fat lips. I don’t judge. If you want me to look like a puffer fish while smoking on cigarettes, I will. I am a submissive whore and your wish is my command. As I was blowing smoke rings in the air, he was stroking his cock and ordering me to do various things to myself. I can never say no to any man, especially a master. He told me to finger fuck myself so I did. He told me to put a beer bottle up my pussy so I did. He told me to burn myself with a cigarette so I did. He told me to suck his cock with a mouth full of smoke so I did. Everything he told me to do, I did. He fucked my ass from behind as I puffed away on a cigarette. Not any ass fucking either. This was a hardcore ass fucking while he pulled my hair and groped my tits. I  love rough sex. He joked that by the time he was done with my ass, it was swollen like my Botox lips. It felt it too. What would you have me do for you?

GFE Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore

GFE phone sexHe called me for GFE phone sex, but his voice was so familiar. I didn’t recognize the name. The address was nowhere near me. I am good with voices, but certainly I didn’t know him. But I did. You see, I had a very cruel Master for years. I have had many over the years, but none that scared me as much as Him. I played it cool. Acted like I had no clue who he was, but it was in my voice. Fear was in my voice. He kept me prisoner in his basement for almost a year. He barely fed me. In his eyes I was a whore. A whore who cheated on him simply by doing nude modeling and phone sex to support myself. He didn’t want to share me with anyone. Not even you. Not even a camera. When he found out I was making money off my hot body, he tossed me in his basement. I endured lack of sunlight; lack of human contact and constant force fucking for a year. He said I was his whore. No one else’s.  I was his captive. I was his slave. One day, an opportunity presented itself to me and I broke free. I fled to a new town. I changed my name. It has been years now since I last saw him. His was the only voice I heard for a year, so it is a voice I will never forget. My gut knew it was him even though our conversation was all GFE related. Then it hit me. He was trying to get information from me to find me again. Was I crazy? Maybe it wasn’t him. I started to relax a little thinking it was some sort of PTSD episode making me paranoid. But as we said our goodbyes, he called me by my real name. “I will find you again,” he seethed before he hung up. I peed myself in fear. It is only a matter of time before he finds me. Would you ever keep a  beautiful bimbo like me prisoner for your own pleasure?

BDSM Phone Sex Exploration

bdsm phone sexAre you a BDSM phone sex guy? I am not a submissive woman, but I recently had an experience that left me curious about the BDSM lifestyle. I met a guy on Tinder. I thought he would be a normal guy. Just a fuck buddy. I am a married woman; I just want no strings attached hook ups. I just wanted a nice cock and a hard fuck. When he arrived, he charged me. No hello. No conversation or anything. He pinned me against the wall like a bug. His hand was around my throat. He pulled up my skirt to expose my pussy. He had one of those industrial sized vibrators used for pussy torture. I was convulsing from over stimulation. I was squirting all over the place. It hurt. I was cumming but it was a painful orgasm. Maybe it was a ruined orgasm? Anyway, he would not release it from my clit. He managed to tie me up to a chair without removing the vibrator. He blindfolded me. I came close to passing out several times. I was drenched in sweat and my own juice. He taped it to my pussy while he skull fucked me. I gagged, even puked on his cock. I can handle a lot of dick too. It was humiliating to clean his cock after I puked, but at the same time rather erotic to be so helpless. He fucked my ass too. Made me his ass to mouth bitch. He pissed down my throat as I was sucking his dick clean of my shit. I drank it like it was champagne. After a few hours, he released me. I was a hot mess. I didn’t know how to feel. I felt violated on one side. But, another side of me, one I didn’t know existed, was so turned on being his whore.  I think I need to explore this lifestyle more. Want to help me?

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Black Cock Phone Sex with the One and Only BDK

black cock phone sexThere is only one black cock phone sex call I ever want to do. That is with my Sugar Daddy, Big Daddy King. He has the biggest cock I have ever seen. Mandingo and Lexington Steele don’t even compare to my King’s anaconda. Last time I was with BDK, I fawned over the anaconda. I was dressed to the nines bimbo style. My Big Daddy King loves seeing his blond bimbo in a way too small dress, stiletto heels, my bedazzled thong that sports his initials and all the bling he has spoiled me with over the months. I see him and my heart skips a beat. My pussy purrs and I flood my panties. He is the most amazing man I have ever met. He treats me and all his bimbos like royalty. I don’t mind sharing him, because he is so amazing that he is worth sharing. Our last time together was amazing. As always he spares no expense. My Big Daddy King is as generous with his money as he is with cock. Forgive me. I should not refer to the anaconda as a just a cock. It is more akin to a national treasure. A true rare jewel like the Hope diamond. He sees my excitement when I look at his crotch. He knows what I want. He knows what I need. I get out the phone to Snapchat the unveiling of the most magnificent cock in the world. He lets me unzip his pants. A diamond encrusted man sleeve covers the anaconda. I quiver with excitement. He gives me the nod which means I can fall to my knees and worship the biggest, best cock on the planet. I begged for his nut sauce. It is better than the expensive champagne he lavishes on me. I blew my King like a porn star would. I love my BDK and his anaconda. He owns this blonde bimbo mind, body, soul and especially pussy. 

Big Daddy King is the King of My Pussy

submissive phone sexEvery time Big Daddy King calls me, my pussy drips at the sound of his voice saying, “Hello Cassandra.” He owns me mind, body and spirit. I was out of town for the holidays and missed my sugar daddy so much. But, I have all our hot times together to remember. When I start thinking of BDK and the anaconda, I slip my hands into my diamond encrusted thong with his initials on it that he had made especially for me. I start rubbing my pussy thinking about how huge his cock is and how it makes me squeal with delight every time I see it. No man has ever made me cum harder than Big Daddy King. No man will make me cum as hard as he does either. Impossible. BDK spoils me so much. Not just with his monster anaconda either. He spoils me with his time and money too. He takes me on shopping trips. He pampers me with spa days. He rolls out the red carpet treatment every time we go out to eat or to a club. Seriously, I feel like a queen when I am with the King. My friends are so jealous that I have the affections of such a powerful, handsome and hung man. He is a celebrity. He is a king. He is THE KING. The king of my world. The king of my pussy. I have done nothing but masturbate thinking of our hot times together. Our last time together, he spared no expense. He never does for his favorite bimbos. I got lavished with more jewels and fine champagne, but the best part of any date with Big Daddy King is playing with the anaconda. No other cock can compare. There is black cock then there is Big Daddy King cock. I was bent over a railing of a balcony overlooking an amazing view when the biggest, bestest cock entered me from behind. I let out a squeal of delight that could be heard in the next county. I cum the moment The King enters his bimbo queen’s pussy.  His nut sauce is my addiction. I can’t get enough of my Big Daddy King and the anaconda.

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Laying here in my bed completely naked looking in the mirror over my bed. Examining every curve of my luscious body. I’m so sexy. I just adore myself.  I start to rub my luscious breasts. I smile at the mirror as though it was another person.I’m admiring my beauty from afar. I let my fingers drift further down my soft body. As I start to play with my wet swollen clit, enjoying every feeling it gave me to just relax and feel myself. Fuck myself.  The excitement I feel right now,  I know that no one  could ever appreciate me like I do myself. I’m amazing!! I start to tickle my g-spot and I know I’m about to cum. I continue to rub my soaking wet cunt,  as my body is shaking and my juices are releasing. I open my eyes and make eye contact with myself in the mirror. I give myself a look of approval. I just made the best love to myself. Like always i know what I want. And, of course what I need.

Phone Sex Whore

phone sex Phone sex is a hot way to explore your fetishes and kinks. I have been in the adult industry since I was 18, so I am a natural for this kind of work. I have done nude modeling. I have been a stripper.  I have escorted. I have even dabbled in some fetish porn, mostly BDSM and ass rape porn kind of stuff. I am a submissive phone whore because I am submissive in my non phone life. I see a man. I mean a real man. One who looks very masculine and has a huge cock. I go weak. I want to serve him anyway I can. That is usually on my knees or on my back. I was doing some last minute shopping last night before I head out of town for the holidays. The grocery store was crazy to say the least. I mean insane crazy. This one guy was following me around like a lost puppy dog, but he was nowhere close to my definition of a real man. A real man intervened, however. Pulled his dick right out of his pants in the meat aisle and told my stalker, “No way you have anything like this in your pants.” The little loser scampered away knowing he was well out of his league. Now this guy’s cock was no BDK cock, but it was at least 10 inches and made me swoon. I fell to my knees, oblivious to my public surroundings like I was brain washed to suck every big dick I see. Maybe I was ! No one seemed to mind a blonde buxom bimbo giving head in aisle 22. In fact a small gathering surrounded us.  I think some were waiting their turn. I am a submissive slut, but its only big cock that makes me do anything.

My New Farmer Friend

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I went for a drive today out in the country and came across a produce stand. I haven’t seen one of those in many years, and some fresh veggies sounded really good. I turned my car around and pulled up to the stand. To my pleasant surprise, I saw a tall, handsome, strapping man standing there asking me how he could help me with the cutest little country twang to his voice that made me melt. He had a smile that left me almost speechless. But his eyes, I saw them wander down across my tits, then all the way down my body admiring me from head to toe. I was immediately wet, and could only think about jumping behind the bales of hay and fucking him silly.

As I told him what veggies that I wanted and asked him the price, I could feel my face flushing as I nearly melted under his intense stare. He laughed and said that maybe we could work something out. Taking the opportunity, I cooed at him and started unbuttoning my shirt. I made my way around the table and he kissed me immediately and yanked me right down behind one of those bales of hay I had been looking at. Our clothes came off in a flurry and I just couldn’t wait to feel his large cock in my mouth. I had been grinding on it for the past few minutes and it was impressive.

When his pants finally came off, I pounced on it and sucked him all the way down relishing in how good it felt. I could feel his cock throbbing in my mouth. Not wanting him to cum without fucking me, I laid down and spread my legs nice and wide for him, inviting him in. He fucked me like a young farmer stud, I’m still wet just thinking about it.

Submissive Phone Sex Taste the Air

Submissive Phone SexMaster loves to share me. Especially with mistresses. Then again what hot blooded man doesn’t like to watch two women together? This particular mistress loved to use my mouth. Grinding her pussy against my lips and forcing me to breathe in her musk and drink her juices until my face is shiny and covered by her pussy juice. She loves it when I nibble on her clit, the feeling of my teeth gently running over that sensitive nub makes her squeal in delight and she can’t help but laugh as she foces her clit down against my lips and my nose into her pussy. Making it so I can’t breathe. She had already cuffed my ankles and my wrists together so I couldn’t do anything but wiggle and gasp, inhaling and choking on her dripping juices as she cums on my mouth. Lifting off of me long enough for me to gasp for breath before she lets go against my mouth. My mouth quickly filled with her piss causing me to choke and gasp against the yellow fluid. She chastised me with a quick swat to the ass. “Bad slut, you need to drink it.” she giggled, taking me by the hair and forcing my face against that steam of piss. Forcing me to drink every drop that I could before sliding my face up so my nose ran along her tight rosebud. Stopping when my lips were over that tight hole. I circled my tongue around it, pointed my tongue and pressed it into the hole and gasped when she let out a long slow fart right against my tongue and lips. All over my face.

GFE Phone Sex Slut or Submissive Bitch?

gfe phone sexDo you enjoy GFE phone sex? I am a submissive slut, but guys get torn between wanting to make me their bitch and spoil me rotten. I am tall, buxom and beautiful. Girls like me usually think their shit doesn’t stink. I do like to spoiled. It feels good to be pampered, but it feels good to be owned too. I met this guy at the gym last month. He asked me out on date. It has been a long time since a man asked me out. Usually men just fuck me, then leave. We had a great first date. Very romantic actually, but no sex. I was so not use to that. He never even made a pass at me. For a moment, I thought he was gay or plotting something evil.  Turns out he likes me.  By date three he was all over me like a cheap suit. We have been fucking at the gym and whenever we can. I like him, but I find myself in uncharted territory. I am use to being a bitch. I am use to rough sex, lots of hardcore ass fucking and even being abused. I know myself. I will grow bored with a vanilla relationship. I am a kinky fuck slut. Only a matter of time before he realizes I am nothing more than a worthless whore. I bet you know that already, though, don’t you?