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Eager to Please

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I’ll submit myself to you wholly and completely! I will bend to your every command. I love when you deprive my senses covering my face with thick leather so that I cannot hear, smell, taste or see. I don’t need them. A pain whore like me only needs fuck holes and nerves to feel the pain. And only thing I can feel now is the sweet agony you are inflicting on my body. Now that I am sensory deprived, the pain is intensified and euphoric. With every lash, I feel it pierce through my skin!

Bind my pitiful tits as you wish, master. Whip my blackened, swollen skin and hang me from your dungeon. Punish and use my pitiful body up! Pinch and torture my tits as they slowly blacken and begin to bleed. Clamp my clit and tie rubber bands around my cunt and watch it swell and throb. Hurt me, master! I’ll let you do anything, after all, I am eager to please!

 

Yes Sir Hardcore bondage is my punishment

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Hardcore bondage is my punishment! I need to learn that I must obey the rules. Always treat my master as he is superior. I am a slut and a slave pet. I must never try to challenge a man. Women are inferior and will always be compared to a powerful man. I deep down inside don’t even think its right for women to vote. Women are supposed to be objectified and used. When I forgot to say yes sir my master lost it on me. My ass was sore from the hardcore devices he was using on me. My face was filled with piss and I had to clean up every single mess he made. Cum, shit, or piss, Whatever it was I had to ingest it and make it disappear. Like my people he said, You are a beaner and a wet bag go ahead an clean up like the maid you are bound to be. Without hesitation I did as he asked. I will never forget my place and will always address master and be courteous and obey.

Official Slave Slut

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Master had me sign a contract to be his official slave slut. From now on, I belong to him and him only. Whenever he wants my slut holes, I must be there to serve him. Just today, I was at my corporate office when I received a call from my Master. He ordered me to meet him at the nearest grimy motel. I dropped everything I was doing and eagerly left to meet him there.

         I stripped down immediately when I got there and waited for my orders. Master came in, turned me around and spanked my ass so hard until it turned bright red. He then strapped me down. The rope dug into my skin and master painfully slapped my tits and made me worship his cock with my tongue. He then shoved his cock down my throat and made me choke and gag on his cock like the filthy slave slut I am. His cock slid down my throat until my face turned blue and purple. I was only permitted to breathe after he came in my throat.

Punish Your Whore

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I gave in.  It was what I wanted and needed.  I needed to feel the sting of the crop across my bare ass.  Everything I was and am are Yours. I completely understand why You had to punish me.  You had given me a task, one which I was unable to complete due to work.  However, that doesn’t matter.  My work responsibilities are my problem, and not Yours. I could of very well excused myself from my meeting to go into my office for a couple of minutes to do as You requested, but I did not.

I put my work ahead of Your needs and that is unacceptable.   Now you have me tied in the corner of Your apartment where You can easily access me for any reason.  Other than a hard swat across my ass You pay me no mind.  A part of me wants to give in and cry.  I know You told me not too so I am not, but it is so hard.  I have to go to the bathroom so badly but I know better than to ask.

I will just have to endure and complete my punishment to show You how very sorry I am.  I only hope that You can see that I am truly sorry from the bottom of my heart.  I know You have more punishment planned for me this evening, and I will do anything You require, as a good submissive whore should.

only Yours,

Bo

Public Humiliation

Submissive phone sexAs you all know I am looking for a Master, and I have been for quite some time now.  I have met many Men who think They can just do the BDSM thing, and it turns out that They can’t.  BDSM isn’t about just hurting someone, believe it or not what You can do and cannot do is completely up to the submissive.  If Your sub has a hard limit then do not cross it, there is a good reason for them to have it, so respect it.  I say all that because I recently had an experience which I was sorely disappointed in.

I know a few P/people in the scene who have guided me, taken me under their wing, so when T/they suggest S/someone that I should make contact with I do so, without question.  I texted the number that was given to me and received a reply.  W/we were going to meet up at a very nice Hotel in the downtown area.  He instructed me to wear a body stocking, heels, and a coat over top.  I went to the room and He was not there yet.  However, there was a lovely display of food and a handwritten note telling me He would be late, to relax and enjoy the food and drink.

I had been there only a few minutes when the door opened up.  He marched in, grabbed me by the back of the neck and pushed me to the floor.  Before I could even move he slapped a pair of handcuffs on me.  Then ordered me into the bedroom.  This was unheard of, He wasn’t familiar with me, nor was I familiar with Him.  Usually there is a conversation before any type of play, detailing what is expected.  He however, went right into it.  I knew then that He was not at all experienced, and did not know how to be a Dom, and this situation could turn dangerous very quickly.

I started to speak, with great respect, but He hauled off and smacked me across the face.  Now I was just pissed off.  I wasn’t going to give myself over to Someone who was this violent right from the get go.  I asked him to take the cuffs off, He once again slapped me hard across the face, my lip started to bleed.  I decided that if I didn’t want to risk being severely hurt I should just comply.  He shoved me onto the bed, grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

He told me to keep my head up, I did.  He put a collar on me along with a lead, then He used the lead to pull me off the bed.  It took me a moment to gain my balance.  He yelled at me to walk.  I started to walk around the room, but He pulled me so hard with the lead that I still have a mark on my neck from it.  He said, “No! We are going to go and walk the halls bitch!”  You see this a hard limit for me, I work at a very prestigious company and I did not want to run into S/someone I might know.

He pushed me out the door.  I was almost in tears at this point.  It was a mixture of being pissed off, embarrassed and completely humiliated.  He walked me up and down that hallway for at least twenty minutes.  He was berating me the whole time, I couldn’t help but think that there might be little ones in someone of those rooms and I certainly did not want to get arrested just because this ass clown didn’t know what He was doing.

We went down to the next floor, again, W/we marched up and down the hallway for the same amount of time.  W/we finally returned to the room, He took the collar off, pushed me down on the bed to position me on my back with my head hanging off the side of the bed.  Due to the fact that I was wearing a now torn body stocking I was slipping off, all  I could think of was hitting my head on the floor and breaking my neck.  Nothing about this play was safe, nothing.  He came on my face then took the cuffs off.

He smiled at me and asked me how I liked spending time with Him.  Since W/we were no longer in play mode I told that idiot off!  Men like Him cause severe damage and injury.  They are dangerous.  Tomorrow I am going to have to have a talk with the one who had me get in touch with Him in the first place.  Luckily, Those I speak to here know how to be a Dom, and for that I am grateful!

I like it rough

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I can’t help but smile when I think about bdsm. I love bdsm chat! Knowing you are going to put me in my place and do all the nasty things you want to my body turns me on. it really shouldn’t but it does. You wanted to make me a coke whore and that is exactly what happened. I ended up being a high whore in front of your friends. Letting them make me all their personal urinals. It was a high I can’t explain. I loved being on my knees getting streams of piss on my face and mouth. I would of never guessed I would be such a great toilet whore. I like how rough you guys are with me. Tie me up and grab me. I have painful rug burns all over my body. My poor asshole and twat may never go back to normal. I have been stretched out by dozens of horny men wanting a slave like me.

Hardcore Bondage for Leah

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My pussy is always hot and wet. I can’t help but to constantly be touching my hot wet cunt. My master does not approve of masturbation. He gets extremely upset if he catches me rubbing on my juicy cunt. He tells me that I need to learn self control. So when he catches me fingerfucking myself in the shower. He is not very happy. I tried to lie and tell him I was only washing my dirty cunt. He knew better. He picked up my hair brush and turned me over his knee. He paddled my ass a deep angry shade of red. I didn’t think I would be able to sit when he finished. I was still sobbing and didn’t think this day could get any worse. Until he told me I was going to spend the day in hardcore bondage. He shoved a butt plug up my ass before rubbing menthol all over it. He then hog tied me and rubbed menthol on my clit. He left me tied up with my ass and cunt burning and then he left for work. I know it was suppose to be punishment but as the menthol started wearing off it went from a burning sensation to a tingling one. I couldn’t help but to squirm around on the floor until I climaxed. My master would be so mad if he knew that his punishment ultimately gave me pleasure.

Sticky fingers

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I have always been destined to be a subby whore. I remember as far back as when I got my first job in a coffee shop I was going to be a slave pet. I was closing the store out and I knew the owner trusted me and would believe me even If my fingers were a little sticky. I was coming up short and needed some extra cash. I knew the old man was never going to suspect me as a little thief. I knew I could get away grabbing some cash. I had needed some more money because it was around the time I was car shopping. I got away with it for a while till one night I was caught red handed. I couldn’t deny it and I knew my boss was furious. He had bee trying to catch me for a while and even fired another employee thinking it was him. I felt bad but knew I needed to do something. I offered up my cock sucking skills but thats not what he wanted. He wanted me to be his bondage whore and wanted to fist my ass till it bled. I couldn’t believe this old man was making me do this. I was his slave for a full year till I paid off with interest every penny I stole.

Twisted neighbor

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I moved in to a new apartment complex and instantly I realized my new neighbor was an oddball. The way he would stare at me gave me chills in the worst way. I also noticed he would happen to always be outside waiting for me. My neighbor knew my schedule like clock work. It was bizarre to me but became the norm to have him around trying to help out with my bags and try to invite himself into my apartment.

I had also seen my panties and nylons would go missing and he would be outside just staring at my place. I had a funny feeling I was dealing with a lunatic. I sent in an email to the landlord and was ready to move out by the end of the first month. All the things that were unfolding were happening rapidly. Had I known that the landlord had given my neighbor access to emails, keys of all the units I would of never been in this torture room.

The next day I was greeted by my twisted neighbor. He used chloroform on me and trapped me in his apartment. I was his submissive whore from now on. He was angered that I was trying to leave and wasn’t going to let me go. He erased the messages and decided to inflict so much fear in me that I wouldn’t leave. I was his fisting slut and I was only allowed to go out when he deemed it possible. I must of had a wicked attraction to being a slave because I followed all his commands. I made sure to pleasure him and take all the pain he was giving me.

Opposites attract

hardcore bondageI have learned from the best master ever and now I have a mean streak. I crave that power and I know I can’t use it on him so I have been dating guys I normally don’t. I have been dating complete doormats willing to bend over backwards for me. I am a submissive little slut by nature but I have learned a thing or two. I have used my power on the guys I am dating and I put them in their place real quick. I like hardcore bondage. I make them get on their knees and I become their mistress. There is a thin line between dominance and submission. You can cross either line if you play either side. It doesn’t take much to be on the opposing side. My twat gets wet making a guy suck my strap and fucking him with it right afterwards.

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