The day I tried BDSM phone sex was when I had a fight with my old man and a girlfriend saw me on the road crying. Get up she said, you’re going to toughen up. So I followed her into her cab and she took me with her to a high-class condo where I met him. He was to be my first sub. He taught me how to own and force submission on the manliest of men. He showed me whips, chains, and latex masks. The latex outfit was so hot, I found a pair of leather thigh-high boots and pants with a paint-on latex top and put it on. He showed me how to chain his arms and legs and slip the mask over his head. Only a straw for him to breathe through was allowed. He was utterly at my mercy. I loved every minute of it. As he was chained entirely and in the dark and vulnerable I chose my implement, I decided on a whip and a flat paddle covered in smooth black leather and it was time for me to play.
At first, I barely struck him with the whip and he let out a huff of frustration at my lack of strength in the strikes. I lifted his mask, “Like you mean it lady, it’s not helping to be afraid to cause me pain. I feel from taking what you give me and processing it. You need to get something out. I need to get it in” he said “we are meant for each other. So whatever you need to give I am willing to take your loyal sub your servant don’t hold any of it back.” And I didn’t, I whipped him with all I had in me as he moaned in pleasure mixed with pain, I loved BDSM phone sex! So I didn’t, I held nothing back. I gave all the frustration, all the insults, the slights, and all the stresses of my days outward. First with the whip on his smooth back. Once satisfied with the red welts I created, it was time for the paddle. I wound up and smacked his unblemished buttocks at least 50 times. I liked the stifled screams I heard from beneath the latex facemask he wore. My sub accepted them all inward, and thus began our dance. If you want to dance the BDSM phone sex dance with me call Sunny now.
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