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Sensory Deprivation for Gretchen

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Master had some special plans for me the other night! We went to a nice dinner and then went to a hotel afterwards. It was so nice! He pulled out his bag of goodies and began by binding my forearms together in front of me which is a favorite of mine. Bound enough to make movement (and escape) difficult but in such a way that any position is still possible. Then he put a large ball gag in my mouth, covered my eyes with a blindfold and put earplugs in my ears. Complete and utter sensory deprivation. Unable to see, hear, speak or move. Exactly what Master intended! I could feel his warm hands caressing my body as I began to melt into the feeling. But then I felt more hands! I couldn’t keep track as what felt like 3 or 4 other people were in the room. I couldn’t ask, I couldn’t hear them talking, I couldn’t see to make sure. I began panicking as complete strangers for all I knew were about to use me. I was picked up and placed on top, straddling someone as was forced to slide down onto their hard cock. They held my hips and guided me up and down. Then my head was pushed down exposing my tight little asshole. I felt someone rub lube across it and then I felt the cock easing its way in. My cries were muffled as I moaned out to the feeling on being double teamed by two dicks. They fucked me hard and rough and filled me up with hot cum. I felt more cum on my face and tits too as the other men used my body. They took turns fucking my pussy and ass and eventually they all left. Master only let me see and hear again after it was just him in the room. I guess I’ll never know who fucked me that night!

Master’s Breeding Whore

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Master has always enjoyed the idea of impregnating me and making me his breeding whore. Master has been diligently pumping me full of loads upon loads of creamy cum for the honor of breeding for him. He has had me chained up to the bed and has me wait on him, hand and foot. My body is now swollen and engorged. Even more now, my cunt craves the crack of his whip on my swollen nipples and milk filled tits. Now that my belly is growing round, Master keeps me nude all day to monitor my growth, it makes any punishment more enjoyable. Breeding submissive whores like me love the punishment 10x more now that I’m swollen with milk and the rush of hormones makes every lashing more painful and pleasurable. Master loves whipping and humiliating his breeding whore. Soon, I will be able to breed more and more and master is looking for more men to help pump me full of semen.

Pain Is My Kink

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I’m such a whore for BDSM play. Pain gets me off. I am always asked about what kind of BDSM kinks that I am into and here I am to clear it up for you all. Believe me when I say that I have been there and done it all! From kinky rope bondage play to bloody knife play, I love it all. The perfect Master knows just how to get me off with all the most painful plays to get me off! A proper Master knows how much his subby whore likes to be tied up in skin digging knots and toyed around with sharp impact play- I love getting beaten with blunt objects, it makes my cunt drip with excitement! Erotic asphyxiation is another favorite. I love when Master chokes me to the point of passing out either with his cock, rope or even just his strong grip. I’m up for it all, the more painful the better in my book! I live to serve.

Bondage Chat Makes Me Wet

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Bondage chat makes my cunt wet. I love hearing how you would tie me up. What you would use and where you were tie me up? My love for bondage stems from my earliest years. You see, my dad would tie me up anytime he left the house. After my mom left, he was afraid I would too. His fear of being alone is not like most people’s fear of being alone. He didn’t care about having some one to love or some one to talk to. He just wanted to make sure he had a servant when he came home. Once I got old enough, he tied me to my bed or a chair, so I could not flee. I was his submissive whore and servant. One day, however, I got lose and I did leave. I ran far way, and never looked back. I still love bondage, but I like it in a different way. I want it to be sexual. Tie up my boobs. Bind me with my hands behind my back and my ass exposed so you can fuck me. Tie me up with your tie or my pantyhose. Use rope if you like, even your belt. There are all sorts of ways to restrain me. Let’s explore the hundreds of ways to tie up a whore.

Hit me with your best shot

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Slave training is what I am accustomed to by now. I know your likes and kinks and try to be the best slave slut you will ever have. Lately, you have become increasingly particular about using some unique toys on your sub. Well, of course, I won’t say no to what you ask of me. I am one naughty sub slut that is willing to fuck and suck till she’s blue in the face. When you strapped me up and beat the shit out me my cunt gets wet. You make me feel every vibration and pulse, and you can’t help but put shockers all over my body. My cunt is in so much pain, and my body is swelling up and bruising. My nipple clamps are razor sharp. You laugh and jerk looking at how helpless I am. I am where I need to be.

Used like a whore

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Before going to work today, Master left me tied up in the living room with shackles around my ankles and my wrists attached to the shackles so that my back was bent with my ass in the air and my head down. That way my pussy and ass would be ready and waiting for him when he got home. While I was tied and waiting for him like a good slave. the landlord let himself in for a quick check up on the property. When he found my naked body exposed with my pussy just waiting there for anyone to take it, he helped himself to me. I didn’t fight back and let him use my pussy like a good whore. He slid right into me and fucked my pussy while fingering my ass. When Master got home later that day and saw my used pussy, he was not happy at all and I got a nice hard spanking for being such a little slut!

Mistaken Identity

Bondage phone sexHow do you tell when the Man you are seeing is actually married even though he said he was divorced? By getting taken because he owes money to someone and they think you are his wife!  What a bastard!  All I was doing was walking away from our Coffee Date.  Then, bam!  Right into a car!  These guys kept telling me they wouldn’t let me go until you made good on the money you owed them.  I kept trying to tell them that I wasn’t your wife.  Guess what? They showed me pictures of her and she looks almost like me! 

When they called you and told you that they had me, you fucking hung up!  Do you know what I had to fucking go through because you didn’t have the balls to step up? You are nothing but a pussy, and here I thought you were that strong, Dominant Man I had been searching for.  I should of just stuck with what I have.  I will never make that mistake again.  I contacted you with permission from my Sir.  He told me to gain experience so he was all for it. 

I talked them into calling my Sir, who promptly came to my rescue.  That’s right, he paid for my release, however, you aren’t off the hook.  Not in the least.  My Sir had a very long conversation with the lead guy, and now they are really coming for you.  I gave them all the information I had on you, where you work, all your phone numbers, what your vehicles look like, what hours you work, were you go after work.  They know it all asshole!  I hope they tear your ass up, literally!

Intense Play Time

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The binds were super tight.  I was standing on my tip toes over the railing trying not to bang my pussy down on the cool metal.  The vibrator was secured close to my clit.  Then came the breast binding.  I could feel the pressure almost right away.  I looked down at them as they started to turn purple.  You would flick your fingers over the nipples which caused me to try to back up, but I could not move an inch.  I was surprised at just how much that little movement from You hurt. 

My panties were stuffed inside my mouth, then there was bondage tape over that, making it hard for me to emit any sort of clear noise.  You told me that instead of the safe word you wanted me to lift my left leg up four times, then do the same with the right.  I have to admit that I was hurting which made it almost impossible to remember what I was supposed to do.  You turned on the Hitachi wand and it was making the metal vibrate as well.  The feeling was intense!

You brought over a dowel rod to quickly flick against my aching tits, as I was doing my best to stay on my toes.  I will not lie, I felt a little panicked at one point and almost came off of my toes.  I am not sure how I managed to stay in that position until You were through, but I did.  Your cock was so hard as You stood before me.  After a little bit I had one of the most intense orgasms of my life!  You immediately removed the vibrator, then untied my hands and tits.  When the blood rushed back into them it hurt so very much.  I lost my breath and I almost cried.

You bent me over the railing and had Your way with my pussy.  I felt You cum, You slapped my ass a few times and pulled out.  You spun me around, removed the bondage tape, took the panties out and told me what a good slut I was and am for You.

On Display

Bondage phone sexYou told me You wanted to do something a little different.  You wanted to put me on display for T/those in Your group.  You had told me about the group before.  Around fifty of same minded BDSM lovers.  You met once a month and during that time You would set up play dates, other meetings, and the annual fetish ball that is held each May.  It was Your turn to host the monthly meeting and You wanted to show me off.

I was not to speak at all, no matter what happened I was to keep my eyes lowered, and stay as still as possible.  As the Members would arrive You would show them around Your house, then bring them to look at me.  Many were impressed by the way You had me bound. They walked around me, commenting on fading bruises on my ass.  They also told You that I had a beautiful body.  All of You were speaking of me as if I weren’t even there.

I started to get a cramp in my thigh, but I managed to stay still.  It seemed like hours had passed, but in reality it had only been about twenty or so minutes.  I heard You excuse Yourself from the meeting, and You came to check on me.  You asked me if I was numb anywhere, or if I was cramping anywhere.  You gave permission for me to look up and speak.  I told You that I had a severe cramp in my thigh.  You got down the floor and released the binds that were keeping my thighs together, then You helped me stand up.  W/we walked around a little while until the cramp was gone.  You then placed me on a seat, then once again bound my thighs but in a different manner.  You instructed me that if I were to go numb, or cramp again, I was to call out Your name.

I sat there not moving, my neck was sore from keeping my head down.  My body started to shake and to be honest my ass was very sore.  You walked Your guests by me toward the door.  When They had all left, You took all my binds off.  You told me how proud You were of me.  How well I did, and how much Other’s were impressed by me.  I felt so proud, and for a treat, You allowed me to go home without having any tasks to be done until the next time W/we meet.  I am learning, and loving being Your submissive.

Masters New Roleplay Fetish

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Master held me by the face and threw me an FBI outfit.  He demanded I make the roleplay believable. I was given no direction. After I was dressed he dropped me off three miles from home. This whore had the whole slutty tight outfit but no shoes. My tits were heaving and my body was shaking as I read the note on the back door. “Whore, there are three clues hidden to your pleasure or demise, choose wisely fucktoy!’

My pussy wet as I broke in and began to search. The first clue was a bejeweled but plug. I looked around and pulled my pants down and inserted it to my perfect wanting asshole. I went to our room and hanging in my cage was a gag. I took it and put it on. All of a sudden my master stood over me and had his binding rope in his hands. Good submissive slut, as he tied me and pushed my gag to the side and shoved his cock down my throat.  Hot spunk went down my throat as he said we would do it again until I got it right. What could he possibly want from me? 

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