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Female bondage turns many men on. They enjoy seeing a woman tied up and helpless. Perhaps, they enjoy abusing her while she is helpless too. My master likes the visual of a woman tied up. He told me that when he was a young boy there were all these older films that depicted a woman tied up to a train track waiting for some knight in shining armor to rescue her before the train came. However, he never assumed the knight role. He thought the villain had more fun.
Those old-time silent movies with a woman in peril shaped the master I know today. He loves me helpless. In fact, he enjoys bondage so much he opened a BDSM club. This weekend, he hosted a XXX bondage contest. He invited masters to bring their slaves and tie them up. The best bondage look won a prize. And the slave to hold the pose the longest without begging for freedom won a prize too.
Honestly, I wanted to participate but since it is master’s club and I am his slave, other contestants would look at that as unfair. So, I helped him judge. I enjoyed how some of the masters tied their bitches up. Although some of those poses looked painful. Maybe when I was younger, I could have held some of those posses like these ladies did. But now in my 40s, I might break an extremity. After we crowned our winners, master let some of the other men in the club tie up his prized pony.
You know that saying, “Be careful what you wish for?” I feel that today because I am so sore from what other men did to me. They tied me up in every possible position imaginable. Perhaps this bondage whore is too old for bondage nowadays. Although, I hurt like fuck, my guess is I will never stop enjoying bondage. How would you tie me up and what would you do to me once you had me bound?
I’m an office submissive slut. I bet you wish you had an office slut like me. Although I am not in the office as much as I once was, we still make the most of our time together. Master tied me up and shoved me under his big office desk yesterday. I did not feel cramped because he has a huge desk. But to anyone sitting on the other side of the desk, they would not realize a whore was tied up on the other side. I felt like a caged animal.
Master scheduled meetings all day because he had me tied up under his desk. He enjoys conducting meetings while I suck his cock. His old dick gets hard like a 20-year-old boy when he has me captive under his desk. On days like these, he does not even need Viagra. After, like the 5th meeting, I was sore. I had a crick in my neck. I had too pee. And the rope was starting to cut into my flesh.
Master did not care. If I cried out or yelled for help, there would be consequences. And I never enjoy his consequences. I accidentally bumped my head while he was talking to a client making a thud, and he pissed in my mouth. Although I am a submissive whore, I hate piss play. Master knows this. His piss tasted foul too. It is because of his age and his meds. I gulped it down and did not make another peep.
Meeting after meeting dragged on for me. But master enjoyed himself. He booked several new clients while getting his cock sucked. He came in my mouth several times, but he pissed in my mouth even more. All the while presenting himself as a well-respected lawyer in his office. I am not saying he is not a well-respected lawyer. His reputation gets better every year. But no one really knows what a naughty man he is.
You know. A few of his cronies know. But his clients would never guess what he does to his submissive sex whore in the very office they meet with him. Master loves having me as his dirty secret. Maybe, I can be your dirty secret too.
This submissive whore loves shoes. I mean I really love shoes. I guess you could say I have a shoe fetish. Pantyhose fetish too. My master requires me to wear pantyhose everyday to work. Also, I must wear high heel shoes. Once upon a time, my heels came from Payless. Now thanks to a master who shares my love for high heels, I have expensive designer shoes now. Master caters to my shoe fetish. He gave me my pantyhose fetish.
Sometimes, I meet a man out who I can just tell likes my pantyhose of my high heels more than me. I went to. A fetish club last night. Master told me to go and have fun. I had a rare hall pass last night. When I get one, I can fuck whoever I want. I can do anything I want. He just wants to hear the details the next day. I went hunting for a man with a big cock. Instead, I found one with a foot fetish and a love for submissive sex.
However, he was not submissive. Good thing, because I am, and I am not good at being dominant. I brought the guy home with me. He wanted a good slave. And that is what he got too. I blew him. Well, it was more like he skull fucked me. Smeared my make up all over my face. He came quickly, and blamed me because he wanted to fill my cunt with his cum. Not a problem. I can make a cock bounce back. I mean this guy was younger than me. My master cums easily and he is in his 70s. That’s because of my skills.
This guy wanted me to fuck my cunt with my shoe. His wish, I granted. I ripped my pantyhose in the process. But that was part of the show. I gave my shoe and his cock an easy access hole. He wanted to fuck me while I was wearing my pantyhose. I found that hot. Master enjoys the same thing. Perhaps, he knew my master. He has set me up before. It did not matter though. I was on a hall pass and I did whatever that tall handsome man wanted. I came so hard on his cock and my shoe. However, that’s because I am a good submissive slut.
What does a bondage whore do on a Saturday night? She lets men use her. I had no plans. Although I have a master, he was at home with his wife. If I stayed out of the BDSM club he owns with some of his lawyer buddies, he would never know what I was up too. I thought about going on Tinder, but I got on Fet Life instead. I needed some action. More than bondage action. I needed fucked.
I talked to all sorts of men on Fet Life. However, none were local. I found that disappointing. Nothing worse than being horny with no one to play with. I had given up when my son came home with some of his friends. My son hates me, but his friends think I am a sexy milf phone sex slut. Even though my son is not a fan of mine, he has fucked me before. Not often though. Never as often as I would like.
I put on something inappropriate and brought the boys some beer. I hoped that the boys would notice me. My son noticed me. I embarrassed him. He slapped my ass as I walked by and ordered me to put some clothes on, but his friends took my bait. Fuck my son. If his friends wanted to use me as their gang bang whore, I was game.
Once his friends started fucking me, my son was not going to just sit and watch. He went into my room, got some rope from my treasure chest and tied me up. Although my boy is not a master, he knows how to tie me up good. He had me tied up like a hog about to be spit roasted. While his friends played musical chairs with my fuck holes, my boy pissed on my face. He knows I hate pissing sex. I love bondage though. And I love a gang bang if I am the one getting gang banged. Two out of three ain’t bad right?
MILF phone sex sluts like me attract dominant younger men too. Most of my life my masters were older than me. Now that I am older, however, finding old men with the strength to control me is harder to find. My master has more strength than men his age because of newer drugs. But he still does not tie me as tight or spank me as hard as he once did. Still, I call him master. I always will too.
And because he is my master, I do what I am told. His rules stated I could never fuck a boy who was not at least 18. I get it. His career would be over if his paralegal got herself embroiled in a sex scandal. It would turn into one of those guilt by association sort of things. But now that he is older and not working as much in the legal profession, some of his stringent rules are not so stringent anymore.
He surprised me the other day when he told me he lent me to one of his friends for the weekend. Honestly, I thought I would be draining old balls all weekend. That was not the case. In fact, I never touched his old dick. I was there for his grandson and his friends. Call me a party favor. The teen grandson wanted a submissive whore for his birthday. Although that boy did not yet possess the knowledge a master does, he was willing to hone his skills early. That was my purpose.
The birthday boy and his friends used me. They spanked me. They fucked me. And they treated me like the hired whore I am. While on all fours, a gang of teen boys made me their anal sex whore for hours. They choked and slapped me while ravaging my ass hole. Now, master loves to fuck my ass too. But his cock is old and not as thick as a teenage boy’s cock. Master’s friend wanted to give his grandson a whore to use so he would know what he is entitled too.
I guess you could call it a master and slave training birthday. The boy learned how to treat a bitch when fucking her and I got to practice being a submissive bitch for a new generation of masters.
I am only allowed to engage in submissive sex. However, master allows me to have sex with other men if I remain true to my submissive roots. I do not know how to dominate. I could recreate moves that men have used on me, but it would be awkward and unnatural. This subby bitch gets on fetish sites and chats with men. Unfortunately, most are nowhere near me to meet in person. Every now and again though, I get lucky. Last night, I lucked out and found a guy only 40 miles away. I got in my car and went to see him. However, I was catfished. It was a teen boy with a mommy fetish. He just wanted to fuck a mature sexy woman.
I appreciate a hard cock. But, he did not want to dominate me, so we just fucked. I am certain he was not 18, but a hard cock is a hard cock. If I drove 80 miles, it was not going to be for nothing. As I was about to leave, his big brother came home with some friends. That was the guy I thought I was meeting. His baby brother used his pictures to lure me. It worked too. Now the older brother saw a milf phone sex slut and decided he wanted in on the action. He was not taking no for an answer. I could not have said no if I wanted.
He and his friends jumped me. Not sure master would like a gang of boys fucking his prized pony, but I did not sign up to be a gang bang whore, in my defense. Hell, I did not sign up to be some high school boy’s mommy fantasy come true either. But those horny high school boys used me as their personal cum dumpster. They were high and drunk. To them, I was just fuck meat. Once they were done with me, they tossed me out on the lawn naked. Luckily, they let me grab my purse. But it was a long drive home naked, sore and covered in cum like the submissive whore I am.
I enjoy bondage phone sex. Bondage is my fetish. It is funny to me when I think about it. I paid thousands of dollars in therapy over my youth experiences. My dad tied me up all the time. I spent most of my youth tied up. Daddy tied me up to fuck me. He tied me to the chair to eat dinner. He tied me to my bed when he left the house. I think I spent more time tied up than free. I ran away from home because of it. I vowed to not be some one’s bondage slut ever again. I got therapy. I married. I had a son and a daughter. But I was still a bondage whore. I divorced my husband, moved west with my new master and I am still getting tied up. Different men, different situations, but still getting tied up and used. I have never been able to escape my past. Now, I embrace it. Because I have so much history with bondage, my master has given me a stake in the bondage club he purchased with some fellow lawyers. He sees it has my retirement money. I will inherit his stake too and that combined with what I have now will make me the majority stakeholder of the club. I have never owned anything like that before. My house was bought by master. So was my car. I do not even own me.
I went to the club last night to see if I could get into any trouble. I am always allowed to go to the club with or without master. The staff gets nervous when I arrive, but I am not there to criticize or shadow them. I am there for bondage and submission games. I was the only woman on a Monday night, so I enjoyed the attention. I got tied up and pissed on. Master rarely pees on me, but I will admit that I love being a piss whore. It is so degrading. And to think after my master is no longer with me, I can get tied up and pissed on whenever I want.
It was a bondage and submission weekend for this old whore. Master let one of his old college friends have me for the weekend. I knew this would not be good. Phil is a brutal man. He knows master’s rules, but he never follows them. He has a bunch of slaves. He likes us to play slave games together. The first game, he bound and tied all of us. We had to try to escape. The last one to escape would have to eat his shit. I was the oldest slave there, but those other slaves had nothing on me. I may not be young, but I have been a slave longer than any of his slaves have been alive. I was the first one out of the ropes. I got to watch as one of Phil’s slaves had to eat his shit. My master may make me drink his piss sometimes, but he never makes me eat his shit thankfully. The second game was prostate milking. I knew this was one I could win easily again. I must drain master’s old balls manually a few times a week. Phil thought none of us knew how to drain him thoroughly. I was the star of the Submissive Games yet again. I found Phil’s prostate in less than 3 minutes. I made him shoot his jizz all over his slaves. I tried not to get cocky, but I was showing up his younger slaves. Phil was getting angered that his slaves were losing to me. The third game, I did not win. I did not lose either. I came in second, so I was spared the sex machine in and out of my asshole at warp speed. The third game was swallowing Phil’s cum without grimacing or gagging. Talk about some nasty tasting spunk. He ate a bunch of wheat germ and asparagus to make his old spunk extra funky. I did my best, but I gagged once. Just once luckily, or I would have been sodomized for an hour by a sex machine going 60 miles an hour. I did my best to not lose a single challenge, and I did not. My master was happy to hear that I showed up Phil’s slaves because I guess the reason that he lent him his submissive whore was for that very reason.
Does female bondage turn you on? You are not alone. Many men watch bondage porn and get aroused. Some men take it a bit further and go to a bondage club. My master is part owner of a new bondage club in our county. He got me a stake in it too. I will inherit his shares once he dies. His wife has no clue about this investment. All the old BDSM clubs shut down during Covid and never came back. Master and a few of his friends wanted an after-hours sort of place they could take their submissive whores. I am allowed to attend the club with or without master. I do some bookkeeping and staff hiring for the club too. I went last night with the intention of going over inventory, but a guy saw me and wanted to tie me up in one of the private rooms. I was unsure about him. I mean I was twice his age easily. He was a new face. I was nervous. My gut was telling me to not do this, but master likes happy customers. I went with him assuming he knew I was an owner’s submissive whore. My picture is behind the bar as one of the staff and as sort of a prized show horse.
This guy had no clue who I was. He did not care once I told him either. He tied me up like a pretzel and forced me to suck his cock. This is a bondage only club. No exchange of bodily fluids is allowed because that violates local ordinances and could get the place shut down quickly. This guy did not care. He was a rule breaker. He was just there to tie up a woman and use her as a cum dumpster. He used me like a dirty whore. Came on my face. He even pissed on me while laughing at the local ordinances. He tossed a twenty at me, put a ball gag in my mouth and left. I was alone in the room still bound and gagged. I could not scream to get someone’s attention. I just hoped someone else would realize that the owner’s submissive sex slave was missing. A couple hours later, I was discovered by one of the cleaning ladies and set free. I gave her some money for her silence. If master finds out, he may never let me come back alone to the club again.
As a submissive phone sex slut, I stay busy on the phone. The longer I do this, the more regulars I amass. But it is also a sign of the times, how busy I am on the phone. Guys are getting more and more aggressive towards women. There is more misogyny than ever. This is not a complaint. I was born to be a slave and a punching bag. Master may not be overly aggressive with me in a physical way, but it would be okay if he was. I understand there is a lot of pressure on men these days. Women cock tease more. The Me Too movement made women feel like they could cry foul if a guy looked at them twice. Women can lie about guys, cock tease them mercilessly and ruin a man with one word. Sure, many men have rape phone sex fantasies for women, but few ever act on them. I am here for men with such fantasies. I will not scream Me Too or try to cancel a man. I am a good whore. I know that men are superior, and I am weak, dumb and inferior. Men can use women however they want and there should never be women fighting against that. I am a sure thing. I do what most women find degrading. I will never understand how a rape fantasy, or hardcore anal, or cum on the face, or ass to mouth play are degrading. They are things women should be doing and that they should be proud to do for men. I think because I think like I do that is why I stay busy on the phone. Men need women like me. Every man needs a submissive slut in the bedroom. If your woman thinks she is too good to be treated like a whore, come find me. I know better.