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Submissive Slut Bernice Forced to Service a Family on Thanksgiving

submissive slutMaster made his submissive slut work Thanksgiving as a submissive maid. Not for him, however. He lent me out to a friend of his. Not only did master tell me to cook a huge meal for this guy and his family, but he forced me to service everybody too, including the women. This guy appears to enjoy a kinky family lifestyle. I understood I needed to take care of his sons and his two brothers. But it surprised me that he required me to take care of the women too.

Master owed this guy a favor, or he never would’ve let me be used to this extent. I can barely walk. And I struggled to make all the food turn out perfectly when men constantly slapped my ass, groped my titties and rammed their cocks in my asshole. At one point when as I made pies, the women forced me to eat their pussies. They sat on the kitchen island with their legs spread for me. If I didn’t do everything that they expected of me, they slapped me hard with spatulas or their hands.

A Submissive Slave Never Gets a Day off Not Even on Thanksgiving

This family saw me as nothing but a submissive whore. Just the hired help they could abuse, fuck and humiliate too. Although I did not expect to eat with the family, I did not think that they would put my food in the dog bowls and make me eat alongside their dogs. That served as a first for me. I guess I should just feel lucky they didn’t make me service man’s best friend. But the head of the household did require me to service everybody else under that roof.

After I ate my Thanksgiving meal from a dog bowl, I crawled under the table to suck cock and eat pussy while the rest of them enjoyed their meal I prepared. And I served as their dessert too. After everyone finished eating, they all got on all fours forcing me to toss their salads. My tongue went back and forth licking assholes, and taints. The women enjoyed pissing on me too, but pissing sex can be expected when you’re a submissive slave.

For hours, I tossed salads, ate pussies, sucked cocks and got fucked. But I guess in hindsight submissive sex seemed better than spending Thanksgiving alone. My master was with his family. My son spent it with his girlfriend‘s family. And my daughter went out of town with her boyfriend. So, I guess this dominant family who used me and stuffed me full of cock and cum at least kept me busy this Thanksgiving.

Bondage Whore Bernice is Ready to Be Your Slave

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore is not glamorous. Although I love being tied up, I do not want just anybody to tie me up. Now my master ties great knots. And he never leaves me tied up indefinitely. Some of these men I play with from bondage sites want to leave me for dead apparently.

I got myself into trouble this weekend. Master doesn’t know that I often seek out younger men than him to tie me up. Although he still ties a decent knot, he doesn’t do it nearly as often as I crave. And he doesn’t do it like he once did. That’s because he’s in his 70s. I’m in my 40s. So, I figure what he doesn’t know won’t hurt him.

Over the weekend, this submissive slut answered an ad on Fet life looking for a mature woman for bondage. Seemed innocent enough. And right up my alley. So, I started talking with the guy and we arranged for him to come to my place over the weekend. Since my son and daughter grew up and moved out, I live alone.

But that comes with some downsides. Sure, I have more freedom to enjoy encounters with random men. However, if one of those men leaves me tied up, no one will find me. Back in the day, a man occasionally left me alone, bound, and gagged, but either my son or my daughter found me and begrudgingly let me loose. This weekend, when a guy I met tied me up like a sack of potatoes on my living room floor with my cell phone out of reach, no one could help me.

A Subby Bitch Gets Herself into All Sorts of Trouble

I pissed myself like a dog. I knocked shit over breaking things master gave me trying to get to my phone after 72 hours bound and alone. And I started to give up hope. But I somehow managed to get myself up and turned around to open the front door. And when I did, I found master there. Apparently, he arranged this as punishment. He found out about my side action with other men and set me up.

But he seemed surprised that I could even get to the door. He and the guy who left me tied up took bets on how long it would take for me to get out of the house or call someone. Master fearing I may be hurt, was about to set me free.

 But he decided to punish his submissive whore with his belt. He loves to spank me, but usually he uses his bare hands not the belt. But I understand. I was a bad whore. And I deserved to be punished. I still can’t sit straight. My butt feels so raw. I’d like to say I’ve learned my lesson. But I bet I find myself in similar trouble in the near future. Somehow, I just can’t help myself.

Sometimes I Must Help Other Men with Slave Training

slave trainingSlave training of new pets I assist men with sometimes. Master appears to be the only one in his friend circle with a constant slave. I don’t think all Master’s friends combined have owned a slave as long as master has owned me. But I believe that’s because master seems practical. Yes, I am younger than him. But he met me in a different time before modern technology really took off. Cell phones existed, the Internet existed, but when we met nobody owned a smart phone and a few people owned computers.

Master’s friends always try to go for the new shiny young girl. Perhaps it makes them feel young again. But master never traded me in for a younger model. We aged together. But Master’s friends go after coeds who just pretend to be submissive to get their bills paid. So those types of slaves never last long because they’re not lifestyle submissives.

I help train these girls. But a submissive whore is born, not made. Sure, you can mold her into a better slave, but if it’s not her lifestyle or mentality, she will never commit to her master like I do. Although I always want to help master when he makes a request, I do believe trying to train women who are not truly submissive is silly. But I do as I’m told.

Old School Slaves Like Me Seem More Rare By the Day

So, over the weekend I met master and his friend and the young coed slave at the BDSM club to begin some training. When left alone with this girl, I asked her about her motives. She got rude with me and very disrespectful. She’s clearly out for a paycheck not service to a superior dominant man. So, I knew in that brief exchange with her I would enjoy breaking her in for her new master. Sometimes, I become annoyed at these younger girls who never seem fully committed to a man they agreed to service.

As a slave, you must commit your mind, body, and soul to your master. And you do what you’re told because you serve as the slave. You don’t hedge your bets, milk somebody’s wallet and pretend. You truly offer up your entire body and mind to this man for his pleasure. So, to give her a taste for what she might experience with her new master, I paddled the shit out of her ass. I did not intend to break the bitch. But to make her realize what the life of a submissive slut really entails.

Some Women Just Pose as Subs to Get You to Pay Their Bills

I flogged her and I pegged her. Plus, I used nipple clamps and weights on her clit and her tits. And I gave her a lot of spankings and slaps. Even pulled her hair too. This bitch needed a wakeup call. And I told her that what I did was a sliver of what to expect as a full-time slave to master John. Within an hour of me spanking and flogging her and using BDSM equipment on her tiny body she fled the building crying, saying she’s not really a slave. I knew it.

And although I thought I did master and his friend a solid by weeding out the week, neither of them seemed happy that I scared her away. So, they turned their focus on me. And now I can’t sit straight. One ass cheek feels so battered it hurts to touch it. They choked me and slapped me and fucked me hard in the ass. Spit on me, choked me some more and degraded me. I guess that’s what I get for trying to help. I just wanted that bitch to understand what she signed up for. But instead, I got punished. Perhaps, the next time I’m asked to help I’m just going to do what I’m told.

Submissive Sex is the Life of a Subby Whore

submissive sexMy life seems full of submissive sex. I can’t remember the last time anyone made love to me. Like a mutual satisfying sexual experience. Most men don’t care if I cum or not because they see me is nothing more than a cum dumpster. I’m just here to take their jizz. But I’m used to that. However, that does not mean that I still don’t have needs. So, I often masturbate on calls even if you tell me not to. Sometimes I just can’t help myself.

This weekend, I thought I would just work. I did not have plans for anything else. But master had other plans for me. He took me out of town to a BDSM convention. I never realized such things occurred. I’ve never been to a BDSM convention. Apparently, they’ve been going on for decades. It’s not like the convention occurs in some big conference room at Las Vegas hotel or anything. These sorts of conventions tend to be underground. Not literally underground, but in a more private setting.

Master said I needed to wear a costume because the convention had a Halloween theme. We never attended a convention other than law conventions together. But he always wanted to go to one and bring his submissive whore with him. So, I put on a sexy spider costume and master went as an old-time pimp. He had a great 70s pimp daddy suit.

At first, I seemed very excited about this. I would meet other slaves. And hang out in a rich man’s lavish mansion. Plus, I got to spend a weekend in a different town with master. He told his wife he planned a golfing trip for the weekend. I don’t often get two days with him like this.

This Subby Whore Enjoys a Variety of BDSM Things

The host’s house seemed huge. According to my master, his home contains over 20 bedrooms and 30 bathrooms. I didn’t ask what the guy did for a living because I didn’t want to know. Masters and their servants each got their own room to spend the weekend. This seemed less like a convention and more like a slave orgy. No guest speakers. No vendors. Just other masters and their slaves.

The first night seemed like a lot of fun. Master and I tried out some new BDSM equipment. And we got to spend the night in bed fucking thanks to Viagra. He fucked me like he once did. And this kind of fucking, I needed. We didn’t necessarily make love because he slapped me a few times and choked me. But he did make me cum. He ate my pussy. He fingered my pussy. And he fucked my pussy and ass.

The next day, however, things became more wicked. The host insisted on a slave swap. Giving men a chance to fuck a different slave. Swinging, I guess, in the BDSM world. But every time I swap masters, I learn that my master treats me far better than any other master. And I got paired with master Alex. He thought I needed some slave training. He took me to one of the rooms and tied me to a saw a horse. And he broke out this massive sex machine. Honestly, I’ve never seen a dildo attachment that large before on one of those devices. I’m no stranger to them. But this one look like it could do some damage.

Every Time I am with Another Master, I Appreciate My Master More

The master the host paired me with can no longer fuck. He lost his balls to prostate cancer a few years ago, so no more erections for him. He gets his sexual gratification out of torturing mature women like me. But he turned that sex machine on to the highest speed right off the bat. My whole body convulsed as that sex machine ravaged my ass. It had a double-sided attachment so it could penetrate both my holes at once.

Although I did cum from the sex machine, it kept running after my orgasm. So, that ruined the orgasm. When somebody or something keeps fucking you after you’ve cum you become over sensitized and pleasure quickly turns to pain and discomfort. The more I wiggled and grimaced, the more turned on this master became. By the time it came to switch back to our true masters I looked like a hot fucking mess. And I felt like one too.

I pretty much crawled back into the arms of my master. And I let him know that I find him to be the best master on the planet. And that’s true. Because every guy he’s ever lent me out to destroys my holes. Master does not destroy his prized pony. Although I had fun this weekend being able to spend a lot of time in one big BDSM mansion with my master I’m glad to be back home. My pussy and ass need the rest.

Bare Bottom Spankings a Submissive Slave Can Handle

bare bottom spankingsAlthough I am no stranger to bare bottom spankings, some guys brutalize my ass far worse than others. Over the weekend, master lent his prized slave to a potential client. He does this periodically. And this sounded innocent enough. The guy wanted a sexy French maid to clean his place while he admired her curves. He assured my master that he would not fuck me. And he kept his word about that.

However, he brutalized my ass with his hands and a paddle. If you zoom in on my ass, you can see the bruises. It started off innocent enough. I crammed my double D’s into this tiny little French maid outfit that he wanted me to wear. And I expected him to be masturbating as I cleaned his house. Things appeared to be going as planned.

But halfway through the cleaning process, he put on a white glove. And he followed me from behind to do the white glove test on everything I dusted. If I missed even a small little particle of dust, he whipped my ass. But I’m a good submissive whore. I took it and held back the tears. A good slave never complains.

This Submissive Slave Takes a Beating and Keeps On Ticking

But I think the fact that I did not complain, nor did I cry, pissed him off. He wanted a reaction from me. He started spanking me harder every time, asking me does this hurt yet bitch. Clearly, I did not play this the proper way. So, the next time he spanked my bare bottom I begged for mercy. But it didn’t work. I seemed damned either way.

Feeling defeated, I let the tears roll. And tried to focus on cleaning his place so that I could get the fuck out of there. I knew master would not be happy that he spanked my ass so hard he left not only bruises but broken skin too. I’m a pain slut. So, I can handle a lot more than the average woman, even more than the average slave. But I felt this. Every smack went through my entire body. Until one whack on the ass made me fall to the ground, landing on my head.

Eventually, he finished. I left his house spotless. But he left my ass, bruised and bloody. This submissive slut took a severe beating. But like a Timex watch, I keep on ticking after a beating. I just sat on a bag of frozen peas, kept my mouth shut and told my master everything went fine. Because that’s what a submissive woman does. She takes her beating, and she keeps her mouth shut

Bondage Whore Bernice Spent Most of Her Life Tied Up

bondage whoreThe life of a bondage whore is never dull. I have probably spent most of my life tied up. In fact, I might argue that I’ve spent more time tied up than not. Almost my entire teenage years my father had me tied to my bed. I had very little freedom. Although I escaped him, I never escaped being tied up.

My master loves to tie me up. In fact, we met in a bondage club in New York City when I was in my early 20s. And now he owns his own BDSM club. And he teaches classes to a younger generation of men who want to someday have their own rope bunny to play with.

Master summoned me to his club this weekend because he needed a rope bunny to demonstrate different knots to his class of future masters. Although I’m not a fan of some of these younger men because they seem more misogynistic and just cruel compared to men of my master’s generation. I like old school masters. But as a submissive whore, I do as I am told.

This one guy who is 26 and in law school, is the grandson of one of my master’s partners in the BDSM club. So, he gets special attention. Master wanted me to spend quality time with the boy in one of the private rooms so he could master his rope techniques. Again, I do as I am told. But this boy scared me. Just something in his eyes told me he hated women. A rich boy who can have anything he wants. even women, because of his money. And those types of men I fear the most because they know their money buys them out of trouble.

Younger Men Seemed Filled with Hate for Mature Slaves

This boy did more than just practice his rope moves with me. He brutalized my ass too. Master did not say anything to him about molesting me or fucking me. Master lent me out just as a rope bunny so the boy could practice his skills. But he had other things on his mind besides bondage. Master never lent me out much before because he didn’t trust other people with his prized pony.

I tried fighting this strong and angry young man, but he just slapped me hard. I fell and landed on the floor with a thud. Then he started kicking me. I knew master did not approve of any of this, but I feared if I told him what this boy did, he might lose the club. How does a boy his age get so filled with such rage against a woman. What started out as him exploring bondage positions turned into him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for a red headed MILF.

When we emerged from the VIP room, master knew something had happened. He could see my tear stained cheeks and the bruise appearing on my cheek. But I told him, I tripped. I’ve been a submissive slave my entire life. Although it would be nice to have a master who did not lend me out to psychopathic boys, when it happens, I suck it up. This is not my first rodeo and it won’t be my last period

Submissive Whore Takes Care of the Men in Her Orbit

submissive whoreI don’t always enjoy being a submissive whore, but I do understand it’s not always about my enjoyment. It’s about your enjoyment or my master’s enjoyment. Or the enjoyment anybody my master lends me out to fuck. My job is literally to take care of the men in my orbit.

Since master retired from law, it’s rare that I go into the office anymore. However, he still does some wills and probate stuff for very rich clients because it’s more lucrative financially. So, on Tuesday, he had a chance to snag his own personal Rockefeller.

 The old guy that came into the office looking for somebody to handle his family trust is the last remaining grandson of a very rich oil tycoon. And my master wanted to seal the deal. Because it would take little work but give a huge financial gain.

Part of my job has always been to act like the carrot in front of the rabbit. Master dangles me as bait. A sort of honey trap as he calls it. This old man appeared to be even older than my master. But I do have experience with doing the things that old men require like prostate milking.

If I can milk my master’s prostate, I could do it for this guy too. He looked like he hasn’t cum in 100 years. But he did not appear to be that old. However, 74 makes him no spring chicken either. He sported a boner looking at me in my sexy lingerie wiggling around on my desk trying my best to entice him.

An Office Whore Has All Sorts of Kinky Duties

Whatever I did worked. But he did not need his prostate milked because he had no problems achieving an erection. As soon as my mouth touched his old dick, his cock better resembled a teenage boy’s cock. Stiff as a board and ready to fuck.

I can honestly say that I’ve never had a man in his 70s skull fuck me like that before. And it completely took me by surprise. Here I thought I needed to put my finger up this old guy’s asshole to drain his balls. But instead, he fucked my mouth, my pussy, and even my ass like a jackhammer. And I did not have that on my Bingo card.

He lasted a solid hour too. Another surprise. He decided to go with my master’s firm anyway because of a friend of a friend. But he told me he could not refuse the carrot master dangled in front of him. He came so much in my pussy that I felt certain he had not fucked in ages. His balls felt backed up.

Perhaps I provided the right incentive to get him super hard like a teenager again. I showed him my best cock worshiping tricks too. For once, I didn’t mind an old man using me. His cum didn’t taste fermented. I didn’t need to put my finger up his ass to drain his balls. And

Spanking Phone Sex is How It Begin with Master

spanking phone sexSpanking phone sex sluts spend a long weekend being ass slaves. At least I do. Something weird happened this weekend. Something that has not happened in over 20 years. My master’s old wife went out of town to see their daughter. Their daughter is my age. Usually, she won’t travel without my master, so this turned out to be our lucky weekend.

I thought he would summon me to the club, but he decided to let one of his partners run the club for the weekend so he could spend three glorious days with his slave. And we did enjoy ourselves. But my ass took a beating. He popped a Viagra each day so he could fuck me, but it seemed like the Viagra worked on his hands too. He managed to give me bare bottom spankings like he did 20 some years ago. So, that means my ass hurts today.

No Rest for a Submissive Slave

I live alone now. My son and daughter grew up and moved out. And they’ve never respected my choices even though my choices provided them with a good life. So, I do not see them regularly. And I don’t really have friends. So, I enjoyed having the company. Master takes good care of me. I’ve lived a much better life than a high school dropout and runaway ever could imagine. But from day one of our relationship, I understood my place.

And it might surprised to learn that over our 20 some year relationship, we rarely fuck. At least, in the traditional sense. Slaves fulfill the needs of their masters. And for my master, he wanted his dick sucked, prostate massaged, and a lot of bondage games. Plus, a lot of spanking too. His wife never once has blown his cock, and they have been married 50 years.

He’s not the typical master. Back in his heyday he would’ve been labeled the rope goat. He could tie up 20 bitches in less than 20 minutes. And then spank their bare asses and skull fuck them while they restraining them. He loved playing with my breasts. But mostly he just tied me up and spanked me because his wife would never be his slave.

This Slave Spent the Weekend Sucking Cock, Milking Prostate and Getting Spanked

And that’s what we did this weekend. He practiced his rope moves to prove to himself he still has it. And I practiced my blow job skills to make sure I still have it. Cock worshiping comes with being an owned bitch. And because of Viagra, my jaw hurts for the first time in over a decade. Although I still suck his cock without Viagra, it feels like I’m sucking on a limp spaghetti noodle without the blue pill.

But I could feel how backed up his balls felt so while I worshiped his cock with my mouth and big tits, I greased a finger and slipped it up his ass to drain that fermented cum into my mouth. And he came bucket loads of cum. So much, I think he got dehydrated. My master left not too long ago to go home and recuperate before his wife returns home. He left me with a belly full of cum, a stinky finger, and a sore ass and a jaw. I took a shower and grabbed an ice pack to sit on and now I’m ready to drain your balls.

Prostate Milking Comes with the Job of Being a Sex Slave

prostate milkingI spent most of the week prostate milking my old master. He gets so backed up. And I think that’s because he’s so horny all the time despite his age. But he loses his erection quickly, and his wife will never touch his dick, at least not anymore. However, who needs a wife to drain you when you have a submissive slave at your beck and call?

I knew that I was not going to be able to drain his balls in one session. We went a few days without seeing each other because I was sick. And master will never hire a pro. He’s too afraid of his rich wife finding out. However, he knows I will never rat him out about the true nature of our relationship. His wife will always think that I’m just his legal secretary. She does not know how badly he needed a submissive whore.

On the first day, I drained his balls three times with my finger up his ass. It’s not my first rodeo. And it’s one of the unpleasant things that a slave does for her master as he ages. But I guess I should just be grateful that master has never grown bored with me. He’s never traded me in for a younger model. And he’s treated me very well over the years.

Sometimes, All a Man Needs to Cum is a Finger in The Ass

The problem now is that although his mind tells him he’s horny, his dick betrays him. And either he stays limp or goes limp quickly. But milking the prostate keeps the cock erect. And a lot of men won’t try it.  I guess a lot of women don’t want to put their finger up a man’s ass either. But I’m not like most women. I’m a slave. So, if my masters balls feel backed up, I shove my finger up his ass and I milk that old prostate dry.

We had to meet a second time during the week because I did not completely drain them with three orgasms. Sometimes you must space out the orgasms. And since he retired, he can only be gone so long before his wife texts him and wants to know when he’s coming home.

A Good Ball Draining, Every Man Needs

So, on our second office meeting, I brought a prostate massager. I knew that might be able to hit spots my fingers could not. And boy did it. That prostate massager appears to be a miracle worker when it comes to ball draining. My master shot the hugest load of cum. He blew chunks like he was 20 on my face and in my hair. And he let out a guttural moan when he blew his nut too.

Knowing that prostate phone sex brings my old master so much joy and relief, makes me happy. Even though I hate eating that old spunk cause fermented cum has a pungent taste to it. I just treated it like it was a fine cuisine and licked up all the chunks of cum. And I think I succeeded in giving master some much needed relief. Although I do not like the taste of fermented cum, it comes with the job of being a subby sex doll. My work never ends. And my work is never simple.

Erotic Bondage Stories a Subby Whore Has Plenty to Share

erotic bondage storiesAs a submissive woman, I am full of erotic bondage stories. For many years, all my master did while I was his office slave was tie me up. He had decades experience as a rope master. But he needed a dedicated rope bunny. A chance meeting in a BDSM bar in New York City changed both of our lives for the better. He took me out of an abusive marriage. And he moved me to California, bought me a house, and gave me a job. And in return, I have been his dedicated slave.

He needed a woman like me. Dominant men, men with certain predilections who like tying women up need a dedicated submissive woman; otherwise, they look like just a typical man searching for his yang. Master did not marry a submissive woman. He married the great granddaughter of an old school wealthy family. At the time, she had all the money. She paid for his law school career. And I have no doubt that they love each other. They’ve been married longer than I’ve been on this earth. But sometimes men have needs that wives just can’t fulfill. And that’s why a submissive whore like me exists.

Now that master retired, we struggle to find much alone time. Although I do help him out at the club, he co-owns with some other old lawyer buddies, we still struggle with time. He lends me out a lot more than I thought he would. Before the club, he rarely traded me for favors. Now he constantly dangles me as a carrot in front of men who he needs a favor from. This weekend he made a rare appearance at the house he bought me 20 years ago. And he brought all his bondage equipment.

Men Need Women Like Me to Work Out Their Stress

As it turned out, master needed to work off some stress. The BDSM club appears to struggle with finding the right balance of dominant men and slaves. More younger men join the the club, but they lack a slave to tie up, whip, fuck or otherwise do whatever the hell they want. So, he lends me out to these men in the club to practice their ties. And sometimes to older men, he needs a favor from. He operates in a I scratch your back, you scratch my back world. However, Saturday night appeared to just be about a master and his slave.

First order of business, I needed to strip down to my lingerie. Master enjoys seeing sexy lingerie on his slave. But before he tied me up, he demanded a prostate milking. Ugh. But I do as I am told. So, I licked my finger and snaked it up his ass. It may not be my favorite task as a slave, but I always do it. Before long, his cock blew chunks of old spunk all over my face. Honestly, I don’t think I have seen him cum that much in over a decade. But I knew the cum in his old balls had begun fermenting.

I licked the cum off his dick and my face. And he just had this shit eating grin on his face. But I drained his balls dry, and he seemed ready to tie up his bitch. And I swear, he must’ve tied me up in 20 different positions. Each one more complicated and more painful than the other. But as a submissive slave, this is all part of my job description. Let a man tie me up and do whatever the fuck he wants with me. Even you.