Sadomasochistic Phone Sex Fantasy: Using the Pain Slut – Part 1

Well hello there lovelies, and welcome to my sadomasochistic phone sex fantasy. This week I test the limits of a hardcore pain slut as I let my sadism out.

He found me online. And agreed to let me play with him from Friday morning to Sunday evening.

I made him fill out his hard limits. Set up both a verbal and nonverbal safe word. It wasn’t every day you come across such a hard-core pain slut, and as such, I wanted to make sure he’d be begging me for more.

My beautiful toy had been in that room all day. A bucket in the corner, bottles of water to drink. But he had to make sure he listened closely to the sounds of the house. We were going to be exploring the limits of his masochism. So far the dom’s he’d been with hadn’t quite satisfied him. He wanted to push farther, go deeper, than they’d been comfortable with.

But now, this weekend, I was going to reduce him to pile of moaning and whimpering boy goo.

When I got home I made sure to close the door loudly. I took my time getting prepared. Moving to the bathroom to take a shower before slipping into an outfit reserved specifically for the times I let my sadistic side out.

My heels weren’t quiet. I wanted to see if my toy was going to behave or not.

He’d been instructed to be waiting, naked, kneeling, eyes downcast, when I opened that door. With no clock, he had to make sure to listen.

I ripped the door open, glad to see his naked body kneeling. Smirking, I walked in, placing a hand on his shoulder, circling him.

“You’re a fine piece of meat, sweet toy. Did you know that?”

Goosebumps rose on his skin. He was fighting the urge to lift his head.

“Let’s get this show on the road.” I dug my nails into the back of his neck, pulling up a little bit. “Stand up won’t you?”

As the pain slut stood I watched, waiting for the moment he looked up to me. And finally, he did.

SMACK!

I slapped his face hard. He let out a small moan. As I walked him over to my spanking bench his cheek pinkened. I’d left the padding on and roughly pushed him onto it. He stumbled a bit but managed to land on the bench.

“Now,” I said, “This spanking bench has straps so I can tie you down if I want. However, given your history, I’m not worried about my pain slut trying to run or struggle.” I pulled the special rings off my fingers, turning them around so the points now made extended metal claws. Dragging those across his back I watched his skin pinken underneath me.

I brought my hand lower, and lower until my metal claws were on his masochistic ass. Digging them in, I made sure not to break the skin. Not yet.

He shifted under me as I did, a small whimper escaping his mouth. I was still smiling as I ran my nails across the crease of his thigh, pressing deeper, leaving bright pink lines on his skin. My pain slut moaned as I ran the nails down his thigh, bringing my hand to the inside as I dragged my nails back up his sensitive skin until my hand was at his ass. I traced circles on his taint with my nails before reaching his balls.

Giving them a nice firm squeeze, my claws pressed into his balls. I instantly had his attention.

Thank you for checking out the first part of my sadomasochistic phone sex fantasy. If you want to hear a more extreme version, and want it in my voice before Friday when part two gets released, you’re in luck! You can purchase my audio here, complete with extras and extremes.

And if you’re looking for more sexy reading, then check out my friend Ariel’s blog on pain and pleasure right here!

 
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