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The Family Slave

Submissive slut

I’m a submissive slave for all of my brothers and my father. They’re all Doms and I am their slave. I’m the youngest and the only sister, so I was trained to be their submissive my whole life. I am expected to submit to them at all times. A good slave slut is seen and not heard.  I cater to their every desire and satisfy their every sexual need. Sometimes I forget myself and try to fight back, but it’s met with brutal punishment from each of them. A good slave does not defy her Masters. I crawl to their rooms in the morning and  offer my holes to them to satisfy their morning wood. They always wake up horny with big hard cocks and want me to suck them off, but oftentimes I end up getting fucked by each of them first thing in the morning before I cook their breakfast and start my daily chores. When I am done, I tiptoe around the house quietly to not anger them, only speaking when spoken to. I am their toy and my only purpose or use in life is being their whore and pleasuring them. 

Bound

Spanking phone sex

 

Master tied me up and blind folded me in my panties and nothing else. I didn’t know if I was being punished or rewarded, but my pussy was wet and tingling in anticipation. He slid down my panties and exposed my bare bottom. I felt the soft leather of his gloved hand caressing my ass and I began to tense up in anticipation of a smack. He shushed me and whispered into my ear that it was okay. I relaxed and that’s when he smacked my bare ass HARD. I tried to cry out in pain, but he had gagged me. All I could do was whimper. One by one he gave my ass several hard firm smacks until it was red and covered in his handprints. My pussy was so wet it was leaking down my leg. He hoisted me up put my legs around his waist while my arms were still suspended from the ceiling. He stuck his cock in my dripping pussy and fucked me hard while I dangled in the air. He filled me with his cum and then left me to dangle for a while longer.

Spanking punishment

Bare bottom spankings

My father and brothers don’t like it when I let other men use me without permission. They can be very jealous, so when I let a boy from school fuck my tight pussy, they were enraged. They noticed my creampie when I got home from school and decided I needed to be properly punished. They gagged and hogtied me and bent me over a wooden rack and began to give me a hard bare bottom spanking. They used a hard wooden paddle to spank my tender bottom until it was covered in angry red marks and bruises. Despite the pain I was in, I couldn’t help but get wet and turned on. I secretly love to be spanked and punished. It makes me so wet and drives my pussy wild. Once they were satisfied I had been properly punished they each took a turn fucking my abused ass and cumming inside of me. They lined up and fucked me one after the other. The hard spanking combined with the rough anal fucking made my poor bottom so sensitive and sore that I couldn’t sit down for the next three days.

Waiting

Submissive slut

I want to be your good girl, Daddy. Once you got my tits, arms, legs, ankles, and pantyhose covered pussy all tied up you had me wait hours for you. Part of my submission is being available whenever it is you decide to use me, Master. The anticipation certainly makes my pussy wet but I just crave your cock so much. To be a good little submissive whore I must wait here patiently, as you instructed. I wouldn’t dare risk the punishment if I moved. Your punishments range from spankings, whippings, rough sex, and my biggest fear – you not fucking or touching me at all! That’s the punishment I’m most effected by. I need your touch and approval and I need to hear I’m your good fucking whore. Mostly, I need to hear that I’m your good girl.

 

Pussy Torture

Submissive Whore

My Master can be so cruel in his punishments sometimes. I feel like I’m walking a tightrope, and if I fall and displease him, he’ll hurt me. My only desire in this world is to please him though. I made him so mad because I didn’t do a good enough job in my chores and then he tried to punish me with a spanking, but he could tell I was enjoying the spanking too much. My pussy was all wet and positively dripping with each smack on the bottom that he gave me. So he came up with a really devious way to punish me, one he knew I wouldn’t enjoy. He made me spread my legs and expose my bare pussy to him while he slowly added painful clothes pins to the lips of my poor pussy. One after the other he clamped them onto my pussy lips while I wiggled and squirmed in pain. He had my legs and hands bound with rope so I couldn’t fight back. He put the last clip right onto my sensitive little clit. I was in agony. Then he bent me over and pelted my bare bottom with a belt. Normally a spanking is something I would enjoy, but the cruel and painful clips attached my pussy had me in agony. After 20 licks he was satisfied and allowed me out of my ropes and removed the clips. My poor pussy is still so sore though and my bottom is covered in whip marks.

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.

Man Cave

Bondage phone sexHe told me He wanted some friends over and I was to make sure that I had everything prepared for Them.  I made sure the house was spotless, up to His standards, I also made sure that there were enough drinks, and food.  He toured His house to check over everything.  When He was done He came to me to say that He was well pleased.  I smiled.

His guests arrived and I was dressed in the clothing and shoes that He had provided for me. I welcomed each Man who walked through the door, taking Their coats, then leading Them downstairs to the Man Cave to watch the footballs games.  After All were situated, I made my way around the room, taking drink orders.  I could tell that All were looking at me, watching me.  I took care of everything.  I served them the food that I had lovingly prepared. All was going splendidly, until I dropped a tray of food in the kitchen.  I cleaned it up, then restocked the tray and made my way back downstairs.

When I entered the downstairs the game was off.  All were looking at me and He was standing up.  I knew right away that He knew that I had dropped the tray.  I wasn’t sure how though since the Kitchen was on the other side of the house.  I didn’t break anything, it just dropped.  He told me to put the tray down.  I became nervous.  He gestured for me to approach Him. 

Before I knew what was happening He had lifted my dress over my ass, pushed me over His lap, and started to paddle me.  He was using the new paddle He had made.  It was a dull thud against my backside, but it hurt none-the-less. I was trying not to cry at the pure humiliation of it all.  He was scolding me as if I were much younger.  The Other’s were encouraging Him, telling Him to give me more swats so that I could learn my lesson.

When He was through, He thought it best that I be tied to the post in a stress position until the game that was playing was over.  He tied me tightly, not speaking to me as he did so.  The rope bit into my skin, I would have marks that would be need to be covered at the office.  He turned the game back on and They all watched without so much as giving me a second glance.

Chastity

Slave training

 

My Master loves to see me used and fucked by other people, but only when he says so. When he’s away, I’m not allowed to fuck anyone or even play with my pussy. He pierced my pussy with a special piercing that keeps my pussy lips closed shut and my clit completely covered so that I can’t have sex or masturbate. Being a devious man like my Master though, he also takes and loops a strand of pearls through my pussy lips before securing the piercing. As I walk or move, the pearls slide around inside my labia and rub on my clit and sends me into ecstasy. Even just walking around the house doing my chores has my pussy dripping wet from the pearls. I know this is his way of torturing me and also testing me to see if I am a loyal pet to him. As soon as he’s back home I practically beg him to take off my chastity device and fuck me!

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…

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