I am full of erotic submissive stories. As a sensual submissive, I have spent the better part of my life tied up one way or another. My dad tied me up as a little girl to keep me in place so I would not run away from home and leave him. But my husband tied me up to subdue me. Tied up he could do anything he wanted to me. Kick me, whip me, piss on me, fuck me or share me with his friends.
However, my master ties me up to educate younger masters on how to restrain a bitch. And for his own visual aesthetics. He loves looking at women restrained, especially if he restrained the woman. Over the weekend, his submissive whore helped him teach a master class in bondage at the club. His BDSM club serves a lot of purposes. For one, it brings like minded men together to share not only their slaves with one another, but their experiences and techniques.
A Slave’s Job is Never Done
But the club also teaches the next generation bondage techniques and BDSM play. The club has every kind of high-tech piece of BDSM equipment imaginable for educational purposes. And third, the club provides a safe space for dominant men to bring their slaves who are not their wives or girlfriends. Most men operate like my master. A normal vanilla wife, but a slave on the side. Not all women are created equally. Some are born to be wives and socialites. Others, like me, are born to be slaves.
As the only slave all weekend at the club, I spent the entire time tied up. Different men practiced their moves on my master’s favorite rope bunny. Some of the men seemed like naturals. Others, it felt like master might be forcing them to be like him. But after two days of men practicing their slave training techniques on me, I am sore. I have rope burns, bruises all over my body and sore muscles too. Guess that is the life of a submissive slave.
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