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No such luck

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hardcore bondageThis submissive slut cant seems to catch a break. My master has always been a lover of huge evens and festivities. Every holiday that comes he has a massive party, and I am still left to tend to the guest and make sure they are happy. I have to make confident that my master is satisfied. I also have to make sure the rest are as well. I have no issue taking orders and pray I can get thru any event intact. I know my place is to be on my knees blowing cum bubbles and getting jizz all over me.

 

St. Patricks is a favorite because of the parties and gets sloshed and even lets loose. I was hoping I would catch a break and wouldn’t be subjected to extreme torture. In a perfect world, I would have a tear or two here and there. Well, this isn’t an ideal world. I have surely accepted my fate, and I don’t fight it or get comfortable any longer. I know the minute I begin to do something like that I will be screwed over in every way. At his party, I served drinks and tried to stay in the background. I could see he was dozing off and ready to knock out. I was wrong. Master was furious and told me I was going to get hardcore bondage in front of all the guest. I was going to be fucked and used until my ass prolapse. It wasn’t my lucky day at all.

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A dirty subby whore like me needs to keep my holes stretched for Master’s use. Keeping my ass and pussy stretched is an important part of being Master’s submissive whore. When I’m at the office, I make sure to keep my rosebud ass and pussy plugged up with the thickest plugs available. Master loves a sloppy wet gaping asshole to fuck. I love feeling the plug in my ass while I’m sitting in on business meetings. Master made sure to command me to wiggle around in my chair throughout these board meetings so that my plug gets me stretched extra wide. After work I always make sure to meet up with Master at his dungeon. After a quick change into my latex subby whore getup, Master makes me get on my hands and knees to inspect my holes. He wants them perfectly pulsing and gaping for him.

If he removes the plug and I am not to his liking, a more rigorous stretching comes in. Master positions me in front of his fuck machine with the most massive cock he could find on it. My asshole is not prepped nor lubed just like Master likes. The only thing he commands is for me to spit and lick the rubber black cock. Then it is time to back myself up until it’s pushing and stretching my raw starburst asshole around it. With his booming voice, Master commands me to rock back and forth, back and forth getting a nice rhythm. My asshole begins taking more and more girth and inches of that big black dildo in my subby ass. Once I’m far enough on the big black rubber cock, Master starts the fuck machine and I am pounded mercilessly until my asshole is gaped to his standards. Then the real fun begins…

Bondage and Submission

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is what I am good for according to most men I meet. It is what I was born to do. I got in some trouble with my boss this week. I was late for work. He wants me at work an hour early to suck his cock. Traffic was a bitch that day, so I was late. I am maybe late once a month. My punishment was to be tied up like a side of beef. I had to worship his cock with my hands tied behind my back. That is tougher to do than you would think. My boss has a thick cock. He is long too which makes if difficult to get it in my mouth with no hands to steady myself. He skull fucked me. It was so hard, I gagged, which made me puke. I rarely puke, but my boss doesn’t like messes. He whipped me with his belt. He told me I needed slave training to learn how to better suck dick. I needed my hands free, but he took that response as sass and smacked me. He left me tied up covered in my puke all day. I will be learning how to deep throat better to prevent being left in my own puke all day again.

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Master loves to push me to my limits. He knows all my weaknesses, kinks and boundaries. He puts all of them into one ball of passion then tears it up and trashes it. Because with master, there is no boundaries or weakness. He wants me to full submit to him and whatever he wants. He loves to hog tie me like a good piggy whore and use my body however he pleases. He loves to see me squirm and pant like a little slut.

Master uses my wand on full power to titillate my cunt until it’s dripping wet and my clit is twitching. He pushes my rose bud asshole past its limits my shoving increasingly bigger and bigger dildos inside of me until it’s wet and gaping. There is no mercy in Master’s dungeon. Master will fuck with all five senses in increasingly sensual and painful ways. He will tickle, fuck and abuse every inch of me until I am a wet ball of squirting, squealing hog tied whore.

 

Daddy has a new doll

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Daddy brought over a cute blonde today. Naomi is a hot piece of ass. I was able to get acquainted with her. Daddy told me I could treat her however I wanted. I knew he was testing me and seeing how far I would take things. I was going to show him that I have been a slave pet that has learned a thing or two from her great master. I wasted no time I got right to it and slapped Naomi so hard I’m sure the whole building heard her screeching screams. It was filled with pain and no pleasure. I proceeded and finished her off with a few more bare bottom spankings and moved on to her twat. I pounded it until she was in tears. I think the master is proud of the ruthless slut I have become. I may be shy and timid as his submissive princess but, I am a dominant mistress to all other slave sluts.

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Cleaning House

Bondage phone sexWe have an understanding.  You know that I have a very lucrative private life, and that I also have my own things to take care of at my house.  This was discussed before we started our relationship.  You also know that I am positively Obsessive Compulsive when it comes to cleaning and having things done on a schedule.  You witnessed this yourself when I had a panic attack because I could not get home in time to feed my dog.  She is fed at a certain time every single day, and I never deviate from that.

When you called to say you wanted to come over I was going to say no because this was my time as we discussed.  You assured me it wasn’t for play or anything related to D/s, you just wanted to come over and chat while I did what I had to do.  I told you as long as you sat in one place and didn’t mind periods of being alone as I cleaned the other rooms it would be fine.  You came in and took your shoes off then sat on one of the stools at the counter.  I had finished all other rooms by the time you had arrived.  I only had the kitchen to do and that was almost done too.

We talked as I washed the dishes.  Then I heard you push your stool back to walk up behind me.  You put your hands on my shoulders and kissed my neck.  This was unusual, it threw me off, I wasn’t sure how to respond.  You whispered in my ear that you would like for me to put a pair of heels on while I finished the dishes.  I turned toward you and told you that I do not allow shoes to be worn in my house.  You slapped me on the ass hard and requested it again.  I told you once more that I really did not want to due to the fact that it is just not done in my house.  You slapped my ass again and said, “Please.”

I have never heard you say please.  I relented.  With each step I took I took a mental note of where I stepped so that I could re-wash the floors and vacuum again.  Every time the bottom of my heels came in contact with the floor I cringed a little bit.  I returned to doing dishes.  You then started to move around the things in one of my cupboards.  I was starting to get angry.  You know that my Disorder isn’t anything made up, it is real.  I tried to ignore you but I could feel my body tense up.  You grabbed me and picked me up.  You took me into the living room and tied me up.  I was so pissed!

You then sat me on my kitchen floor and you could tell I was not happy.  You however, were delighted.  You started to move things around, teasing me with it.  I could feel myself on the verge of hyperventilating.  I felt squeezed, my lungs felt like they couldn’t fill up all the way.  The need to fix what you had messed up was overwhelming!  I was so frustrated!  You did all this with a smile on your face, speaking in a pleasant happy tone the whole time.  I had reached my limit.  I writhed against the binds, swear words flew out of my mouth, I didn’t care about any discipline I might receive for speaking to you like that, I was beyond livid.  After all, you stated that there would be no D/s play today.

You finally chuckled, came over to me, untied me and let me up. I told you to leave!  You refused and instead, you put things back exactly as they had been.  You even allowed me to take off my heels, and you vacuumed and scrubbed the floors that I had stepped on.  I didn’t know what to say. Then you came to me, placed a long kiss on my lips and said, “Just because this is your house doesn’t mean you aren’t still mine when you are in it. Always remember that.”

I Know My Role

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I know my role, Master. A blonde bondage whore like me has been conditioned into being the perfect subby slut for you. A good submissive whore like me dedicates my entire body and mind to you master. I submit to your will and only speak when spoken too. I yearn for your punishment and my throbbing cunt aches when you withhold my pleasure as punishment.

My cunt gets so wet when you clamp my nipples tightly and clamp my miserable cunt with clothes pins as you hold my vibrating wand to my quivering clit. I thank you and am gracious when you bound my tight perky body with ropes. The ball gag you place in my whore mouth keeps me completely silent as you whip, slash and abuse my porcelain skin. I know my role, Master and I bow before you and worship your cock whenever I can.

Bondage Whore Robyn

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 It is dark in the closet where this bondage whore has been thrown. When My husband finds out I was trying to find a side Dom, I will be punished. Why does that excite me so much? My pussy is dripping thinking about the man I met online and what he will do to me. And my hole is throbbing when I am late making dinner and my whoreness is exposed to my Husband and Brats. I went looking for a soft Master. One who would caress my ass and face after a whipping or cock sucking. But no my submissive side must show so well. I got fucked hard, with my panties pushed to the side and when This dom got a call he threatened severe torture if I made a whimper from this dark closet.  I have been bound and the ropes hurt. I hear a female yelling and crying asking where is she. I am almost afraid she will find me. Females can be very cruel. She sounds 20 years younger. I hear things being overturned and My Dom begging her to stop. Do you think she found me? Did she beat me and make me squirt for her? To be continued…

Just a pet

I was on display again, but this time it was in front of his wife. He had to prove to her that I was a toy and nothing more than a cock worshiping cunt. I had to be there and clean up his mess. I had to suck him off and make him happy while I had to make his wife happy too, Deep down inside I know he likes me the most but by his wife he will show me no mercy and mistreat me a hundred times more than usual. I have to lick and suck her pissy cunt. I have also to let her fuck me till my holes bleed. I have to indulge in all the piss they want to throw my way. I can’t deny what they wish, to do to me, and I have to be a good fuck slut and take orders. I am a sub whore forever and always. I will never get the lines blurred. My master has made it clear I am his slave and nothing more even if he does love fucking my holes the most.

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Bondage Whore at Work

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I am a bondage whore. No matter who I am with, he always wants to tie me up. That doesn’t matter so much at home, but at the office it makes it difficult to do my job. My boss was in a foul mood Friday. I still don’t know what he was pissed about, but I felt his wrath. Before I could tackle my work, he came into my office and slapped me. He was pissed his coffee was lukewarm. It would have been the right temperature if he had been on time, but I knew better than to tell him that. He is such a prick. For the minor mishap of lukewarm coffee, he ripped my blouse off and bound my chest. Not only did he tie up my tits, but he also tied me to the chair. My arms were bound to the arms of the chair. It was difficult to move, let alone type, but he gave me a pile of work and a deadline. If I thought this was bad, it would be nothing compared to what would have happened if I missed the deadline. Sometimes, I think he sets me up to fail just so he can justify being rougher on me. I failed to get the work done by 3 pm. I had to type with a pen in my mouth. When I can’t use my hands, it makes it hard to type 60 words per minute. When I failed to get the work done on time, he shoved his cock down my throat. I am good at cock worshiping but this was skull fucking. Intense, rough oral that left me struggling to breathe. That was followed by fisting my ass without any lubrication. By the time he was done, my jaw was sore, my ass was bleeding and my tits had rope burns. Just another day at the office.

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