I am an Online Whore: Part 2 - Sex Stories

I am an Online Whore: Part 2

... spank that fat cunt hard until it’s red and swollen.’ I beat my pussy hard, humping the round hairbrush handle uncontrollably every time it strikes. ‘Does my fat cow bitch want to cum from having her pussy spanked?’ “Yessss, Mistress! This pussy-slut needs to cum!” ‘Then you beat that wet cunt hard until you cum. Send a picture when you’re done.’ She signs off then, knowing I will abuse my cunt like she ordered until I cum. When my pussy explodes, I nearly pass out, and my cunt lips are swollen and red, and my inner thighs are wet with my cum. I make myself roll onto my back and lift my legs and reach down to spread my slick pussy lips open wide as I reach around to take a picture with my camera phone and send it to Mistress’s email, saying ‘Thank you Mistress, for letting this fat cow cum.’ 00 Later that night: It’s nearly two in the morning, and my pussy is aching. I need to be used. I need to be used and degraded. I log into my instant messenger, hoping there was someone who would be available for play time. One Mistress was online, and I sent her a message. ‘Mmmmmmmmmmmooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.’ It takes a minute for her to message back, but we talk briefly before she asks: ‘Does fat cow want to cam for mama?’ Her telling me to call her ‘mama’ and ‘mommy’ is new. Until the last few months, I’ve always called her ‘Mistress’ or ‘Ma’am’. I sent her two pictures, telling her I had to get my webcam. I keep it in my bedroom because my laptop stays in the living room. I get ...

... on camera and she tells me to take my shirt off slowly. I do, and let my heavy tits fall out of my shirt. She teases me, telling me how fat I am, and that I’m her property. She makes me write her name across my udders followed by the word ‘slut’. Mistress asks if I like the way she degrades me, and I say yes. Then she tells me to write ‘ugly slut’ on my belly. I put clothes pins on my nipples, and she tells me to slap them, so I do. She continues to degrade me, calling my names and telling me what a fat whore I am. She starts calling me piggy, and tells me I have to make noises for her. ‘Make piggy noises’, she says. ‘Oink for Mommy’. I am hesitant about it. It seems ridiculous, I know. I will bark on command – but that took practice, and moo like a cow, but this seemed like it would be too much. Besides that, I’m pretty sure I haven’t done that on purpose since I was four… I ask if I can write across my belly for her ‘Mommy’s piggy bitch’. She likes that, so I do it. Then she tells me to slap my piggy tits while I oink for her. ‘Be a good piggy for Mommy.’ I oink like a pig. My cunt is dripping wet. I know I need this. My place in life is to be a submissive fucktoy. She orders me to pull my tits up by the clothespins on my nipples. I whine because it hurts and my nipples are red and swollen. She tells me that I’m a dirty fuckpig and my useless tits should always be sore. I moan in agreement. “Yes, Mommy!” ‘Show Mommy what a fat whore you are.’ I get down on my hands and knees ...