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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.

Choking

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Your hand around my throat was terrifying. You strung me up in orange ropes, put a ball gag on me, and hung me from the ceiling. Nipple clamps tore at my sensitive nipples as you tugged on them. You aggressively shoved your fat fingers in my cunt and rammed them in and out violently. You slapped my face, spit on me, pulled my hair. You shoved toys in my asshole, without any lubricant, and slapped my already burning tits. It was obvious you were having fun. You got your cock out and with the juices from my cunt on your fingers, started jerking off. One hand on your cock and the other around my throat. The grip getting tighter and tighter the closer you came to an orgasm. Fuck. I’m going to pass out.

I’m a Slave Whore

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Let me be your pussy whore I’ll do whatever you ask me to do. I want to be your fucking slave you can make me mind you, and I will do what you want me to. There are no rules with me I will break every law that Society has just to please you. You are my master, and I am your submissive piece of tramp trash. Let me be your lot lizard skank you are everything to me, and all I ever dream about is you. I need you badly can’t you tell that I’ll do whatever you want me to I want you so fucking bad oh babe give me all of your love. I want you to treat me like trash because I’m your tree Ash and you can beat my pussy up with your big stiff cock any time you think about doing it. Oh my goodness I’ll do whatever you want me to I promise there are no things that I won’t do not for you I will be willing I will be able I do it now. My mother, she keeps saying you’re a bad boy, but I don’t give a damn because I need you. Fuck me harder in my asshole fuck me like you really need to, and I will obey your every instruction I want your big fat cock in my ass hole.

Submissive and Bondage Whore

bondage whoreWhen you are a bondage whore, you go through great measures to get tied up. Many of those measures put you at risk. Pain whores have it easier. It is not difficult to inflict pain on yourself. It is more difficult to tie your own self up, however. I was desperate for some bondage games. My boss isn’t in to bondage. He just likes to whip me and torture me. My son will tie me up, but he will leave me for days. So, there aren’t people in my life who will tie me up. I need to go on fet life or Tinder or visit a bondage club. Most of the clubs were closed for the holidays, so I met a guy on Fet Life. Normally, I am more careful with strangers, but my need to be bound and gagged out weighed my sensibilities. I invited Nathan to my home. Things didn’t go well from the get-go. I had a form of buyer’s remorse. I tried to change my mind when I saw him. He was repulsive looking, and he smelled. He charged the door and tied me up. I was scared because I didn’t know what he was capable of and he was in my home. He stood over me calling me names like fat pig and whore. He kicked me several times. He even pissed on me. He circled me for hours hurling insults and kicking me. His cock was in his hand the entire time. He was mumbling something about a submissive whore not being able to reject him. He clearly was unbalanced. I didn’t know if he would kill me or fuck me. He did neither. He pissed on me, kicked me until I was black and blue and insulted me for hours then just left. My daughter came home and found me. She just shook her head and told me I was going to get myself killed.

Becoming His Pain Slut

BDSM phone sexI have discovered something about myself.  I love pain.  Well I do not love it, it hurts like a son of a bitch but I get off on it.  I didn’t even realize the effect it had on me until He mentioned it.  The ropes were tight against my pussy and clit.  Every once in a while He would come over to grab the rope and move it slightly.  It pinched my pussy lips and clit and caused me to gasp.

I couldn’t move at all, my legs and arms were firmly secured in place.  I wanted so badly to move them away from that area because the bite of the rope hurt more than anything else.  He knew that and would slap my tits because I was thinking about it.  He always knows.  He then took a crop and slapped it lightly against my pussy lips which caused the ropes to move even more.

The little taps became harder and harder.  I squeezed my eyes shut against the pain, and my body was shaking.  I was almost jumping off the bed, or as much as I could anyway, which wasn’t much.  He pulled his cock out, pulled the tape off my mouth, then stuck his cock down my throat so that I couldn’t breath for a few seconds.  He then smacked my already sore clit and lips with the crop again, He pulled His cock out, then dove back in.  He asked me if His slut loved pain.  I tried to shake my head no, He slapped my clit even harder.  I cried out. 

He asked me a few more times and each time I would frantically try to shake my head no while he was face fucking me slowly, and each time the crop would come down harder.  He put the crop down, bent over me, parted the ropes, shoved two fingers into my pussy and pulled them out.  He removed his hard cock from my mouth only to thrust His fingers in.  I could taste myself.  He looked down at me and said, “My slut loves pain or her pussy would not be pouring out juice like that.”  He pulled his fingers out to put His cock back in, He pushed His dick into my throat as far as He could and came.

He looked down at me and smiled.  He said, “My very own pain slut, who knew?”  He then slapped my clit over and over again, not hard, but hard enough.  I could feel the orgasm building.  I was shocked!  He said, “Tell me you are My pain slut.”  I couldn’t bring myself to say it.  He stopped.  He told me He wouldn’t continue until I admitted to what I was.  I almost screamed out, “I’m Your pain slut!”  I needed release so badly.  He kissed my lips then rubbed my clit until I came.  I wonder what other delicious torturous adventures await me.

Bondage Thank You Sir!

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I love when my master does his intricate bondage on this submissive slut. I mean look at this cut and sexy bondage rope. I am in complete immobility. My tits are out so he can spank them as he loves. Spank them and I will ask for another. My ball gag serves as a way to keep my screams from echoing in our house. My ass is red with his spanks. I love being his subby slut. I love getting abused and used. Please squirt your cum on me, Master. I want to be covered in sticky sweet sperm.  I will do anything to please and I love being a naughty whore. I get tied up because I love being his subby nasty little whore.

Pantyhose

Bondage and submissionWhen I woke up, I was face down, tied up and still wearing my pantyhose. I don’t know what made you kidnap me today in my work parking garage. I felt some sense of relief that my pantyhose were still on because only then did I feel safe from being force fucked. That was, until I hear you come in and you wouldn’t take your hands off of me. Then I heard a loud rip and my pantyhose were completely ruined at the top. The legs stayed on secure, but the whole pussy and ass portion was wide open and exposed. I suddenly felt very very scared. You ran your hands up and down slowly at first, building up my anticipation. Then without warning, when I was least expecting it you buried your hard throbbing cock in my asshole. You pounded and force fucked my tight little whole while I tried to scream, nearly suffocating myself with the duct tape. When you finally were done using me, you pulled out and came all over my pantyhose. The next morning, you dressed me, and put me back out in front of my work. My pantyhose nearly glued to my legs from your cum. You told me to work all day like that, or you’d come back for more…

You do what the fuck I say do or else

 

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Andrew came to my house drunk, banging at my door. I didn’t want to let him in because every time I do he does vile things to me. He begged me from outside of my door promising that it would be different and that he wouldn’t behave the same as other times before. I had my ear to the door, I was emotional I know I shouldn’t have let him in, but I couldn’t help myself I was weak. As soon as I let Andrew in, he grabbed the back of my head pulling my hair and started shoving his tongue down my throat passionately. At least he wasn’t slapping me around, so I felt weirdly safe. Right at the moment when I let my guards down, he asked me slurring why didn’t you let me in? I didn’t know what to say to Andrew I was terrified that anything could tick him off I make him start losing his temper. I didn’t give an excuse I only apologize profusely because I knew that excuses would just get me hurt. Andrew’s grip of passion turned into a grip of possession he led me into the bedroom and threw me on the bed. I cried and begged him not to get so upset he grabbed my throat and told me that I was a fucking slut whore. I reminded Andrew that he promised not to hit me which only made him grab me forcefully and start going wild. He told me he had seen me with another man he let me know that he owned my cunt and that he couldn’t stand the sight of another man Even being in my presence let alone touching me the way that heat scene The Stranger he didn’t know touching me. I tried to tell him Andrew that was just my friend I wanted to explain I had nothing to do with him sexually and that we had just gone to school together. Only then he became ferociously angry I saw his eyes huge cock getting harder and harder. He called me a lying bitch and forced my legs open I didn’t fight much because I knew it came with repercussions. I was turned on by the whole ordeal because he wasn’t beating me he was only about to fuck me unconscious. Andrew started pounding my pussy fucking me like there was no tomorrow. My body began to cum over and over it felt like complete passion for being taken over and treated like a fuck toy for my mad crazy boyfriend. Andrew made a night that could have been horrible for me not so bad because we made rough love. I know you want to hear more about how forceful Andrew was with me and I would love to tell you so, call me.

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He told me to be careful.  He wants me to have a good time while I am out with my friends but to pay attention to my surroundings, keep my head about me.  I told him I would before I hung up the phone.  I got dressed, then drove to the club.  I was meeting friends, and since I had to get up early in the morning I drove there myself.  I made sure that I only had one glass of Champagne, so I could leave early and get home in time.  The rest of the evening I drank sparkling water. 

I am not sure what happened, but when I left I was just about to my car when I started to feel incredibly dizzy.  I had to hold onto the car so that I could stay on my feet, I had just opened up my door and then everything changed. When I woke up I was in the back of a mini-van, there were two men driving.  I had  no clue where we were, it was very dark out so I knew we weren’t near any big towns, or a city.  I started to panic and I felt like I was going to get sick.

Eventually we pulled over and I was shaking because I was terrified. My legs and wrists were secured and I had no way to get the duct tape off.  I was yanked from the back of the mini-van, and placed in between the two men so I could hop my way to the front of the vehicle.  One of them secured a piece of duct tape over my mouth.  The passenger door was still open and I was bent over the seat.  My legs and ass were outside the vehicle while my tits were pressed up against the actual seat.

The first sting happened suddenly.  It cut through the skin on my ass cheek as if it was made of butter.  I cried out, the second was hard but I could tell it wasn’t as sharp as the first, but it still hurt more than I could bare.  Sweat covered my body, I was trying to wiggle around, to get away, but that was not possible.  A third, fourth, and fifth lash came down just as hard.  I was sobbing.  Then I felt something thick and wet squirted between my ass cheeks.  I had no idea of what it was but then I felt the first four fingers burst their way into my asshole.  The whipping was bad enough but this brought on a whole new level of pain.

I tried to beg through the duct tape, it came out as just a muffled whimper.  I felt the last knuckle of the thumb penetrate my ass, then I felt a fist form.  I was being fisted and there was nothing I could do to stop it.  I kept praying, pleading, crying, and anything else I could think of to make it stop.  I felt the fist slip from my ass and there was an overwhelming sense of relief.  I could tell my asshole was gaping open.  Then I felt his cock, ramming at full speed into me.  At that point I had given up, I told myself that if perhaps I tried to enjoy what was happening that maybe I would.

I closed my eyes, took a deep breath through my nose and pushed back against the eager cock.  His hand slipped between my legs and my clit was pinched hard.  I yelped again, but I liked it, I liked the pain.  His fingers started to softly stroke my clit, then it would be pinched again.  This went on until He came deep inside of me. 

I was turned around roughly while the man took his Balaclava off.  It was Him, my Sir whom I had spoken to before I left to spend time with my friends.  He looked at me and said, “Next time do as you are told instead of ignoring your surroundings.  This could of been really bad for you, I hoped you learned your lesson.” 

Marionette Fuck Puppet

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Master took me to the theatre yesterday, I was wondering what we’d watch and when I asked, Master told me that I’m the show today! I was so confused until he took me onto the stage and stripped me down naked. All eyes were on me. I gasped at the sight of the ropes that were dangling from the rafters. Master called in his assistants who helped him lift me up and tie to the ropes like a marionette.

Master stepped back to admire his submissive whore and dubbed me the crowd’s fuck puppet. He used my throat and stuffed my cunt like a useless marionette. Master called up the audience to use and abuse my naked fuck puppet body and one by one they all clamored up for a shot at my cunt. The women climbed up on the ropes and sat their pussies and asses on my open mouth. And rode my face while the men shoved their rock-hard cocks in my holes. They manipulated the ropes to have me pose for them.

I was left dripping cum from all my holes and master left me dangling from the ceiling all night.

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