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Bondage Phone Sex? Hold My Beer

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex? Hold my beer. I love to be tied up. It was what brought master and I together. It was a chance meeting in 1999. I was a young woman, married to an asshole. I met my future master in NYC in a coffee house. He invited me to a fetish club. It was my first bondage club. I had runaway from my abusive father right into the arms of another abusive older man. But I believe everything happens for a reason. I was meant to meet my master. By the time my future master was back in NYC for business again, I was a mother of two. I had no job and my husband’s behavior was more abusive. He was selling me to guys for money and making me do sex shows. I was married to a man just like my father and I was trapped. I had no education. No skills. A son and a daughter to support. Even though, I knew little about this handsome and rich older man, I let him take me and my son and daughter to California to be his bondage whore. Master was old when I met him 20 some years ago. He is older now obviously, but still loves to tie me up and use me. He can be seen a little in one of the photos I used in this blog. He still enjoys bondage play at work. He tied me up yesterday at my desk and snapped some pictures. He told me he needs spank bank material. He loves to see me bound and gagged. It is what gets his old cock hard these days. While I was tied up, he pulled his cock out of his pants and pissed and came all over me. I had to leave both on me as I worked the rest of the day. Small price to pay for all that he has done for me and still does for me. I am his submissive whore for life.

Sometimes Being a Submissive Whore Sucks

submissive whoreA submissive whore finds herself tied up often. Master has friends who rent me sometimes. This one guy is older than my master. He wanted a bondage slut to tie up. The problem is that he has no slave. What he does to scratch his itch is hire pros and borrow subs from his friends. He is married like my master. The difference is that his wife is the one with most of the money. He is a lawyer, but he married old money. If he had a slave and his wife found out, it would be disastrous for him financially. So, my master helps him out with his needs about once a month. It is a bros before hos sort of thing. I like being of use to my master, but his cronies are not as fun for me. This guy is old as dirt, but he ties me up so good that I get rope burn. This week when we had our play date, he demanded I milk his prostate. I am good at prostate milking. My master is a senior citizen. He takes a Viagra and sometimes still cannot cum, so I have to milk him. Unfortunately for me, master has bragged about my skills in the milking department, so his friend tied up my boobs, bound my legs and tied one hand behind my back. That left one hand free to drain his balls. I licked my finger and worked my magic in his old crusty ass. I was feeling grateful that he was not tech savvy because if he had been younger, my humiliation might have been recorded and downloaded to the Internet. I know that at 42, I am no young thing, but master and his friends are 30 years older than me. This guy’s old spooge hit me in the face. I had to lick it all up and I was sick to my stomach because he had some foul tasting cum. Old age I guess or maybe backed up balls, or both. I got funky spunk and rope burns for my trouble. Being a submissive slut is hell sometimes.

My Daughter Deserves Bare Bottom Spankings and More

bare bottom spankingsI had to give her bare bottom spankings. I did not want to, but he forced his way into my home and made me violate my daughter. At first, I had no clue who he was. Honestly, he was too young to be my master or any of his friends. Turns out I did not know him, but my cock teasing daughter did. She was the reason we were in this predicament. He was a teacher at her high school. Apparently, my daughter has been blackmailing him for better grades. She cock teased him for months, then when he tried to act on it, she threatened him. The conniving little cunt was to blame. I told him he should punish her too. I cannot spank my daughter hard enough to scare her, or even make her cry. I was on his side. My daughter should be a submissive whore like me, not some cock teasing princess who never gives a man what he deserves. My daughter had this incredulous look on her face when she realized I was on his side. I told him to fuck her. To fuck her bald cunt and her tight asshole. What she did was criminal and mean, and she deserved to be punished for it. I mean how is a girl going to learn her place in this world if men do not check their behavior? Punishment is always warranted when a girl or woman thinks she is better than a man. Not on my watch. She was getting fucked. I even sucked his cock and opened her asshole and pussy for him. Guided his cock into her tight virgin holes. No condom. No lube. She deserved none of it. He made my daughter his bitch with his rape phone sex fantasies, and I loved being along for the ride. Young bitches need to learn their place early in life.

Submissive Slut for Life

submissive slutI love being a submissive slut. I did not always like it and I do not always still love it, but I am not good at much else. I know I am spoiled. I have a much older master who is well past his prime years for abusing me. He has provided financially very well for me over the years, better than most owned bitches ever get. With a GED and no real work experience, I could not afford to live in California if it was not for my master. I own my own home. I have a nice car. And I have money in the bank and health insurance. All things I would not otherwise have if I had not met my master when I did. A chance encounter changed my life. He did something recently, that he has never done. He willingly offered me up to a client to sweeten the deal to represent him. He has shared me after a big case or loaned me to a cohort, but this was bribery. The man is a big tech god that needs some estate planning. My master has a much smaller firm than most of the outfits this guy was considering. Master does his research on all clients and potential clients. He found out this guy loves BDSM clubs and has a dungeon room in his mansion. I will do whatever master tells me because I am a well-trained submissive whore, but I do not always like it. Master landed his big client and promised me a large bonus for my effort. The client hung me upside down in his dungeon for almost 24 hours. The blood flow to the head is disorienting and makes you sick. I thought I might drown in my own vomit. That sort of pain was nothing compared to the beating I took. He whipped flesh off my back and fisted my ass with a ring on every finger. I have not been violently fucked and tortured like that in ions. I know my master will take care of me, but if I must service this rich tech god again, I may not survive to see my payday.

BDSM Phone Sex Went a Little Differently This Time

bdsm phone sexUsually when a guy calls me for BDSM phone sex, I am the one getting the beat down. This guy, however, who called me late last night thought I reminded him of his mother. She was not like me though. I am submissive. His mother was a cruel piece of work. A man hater who took her frustrations out on her son with cock and ball torture. Occasionally, I get a man who wants me to be dominate. It is fun if I am being honest to be the one calling the shots instead of being the one getting abused. I am not very knowledgeable on being dominant. I do not speak loudly or in a domineering way either. This guy who called me though was easy to dominate once he described himself. I was taller and bigger than him. Older too. He is a 34-year-old man who wears diapers. I may be a submissive whore, but no tiny man in diapers is going to dominate me. So, I gave him the CBT he craved. I called him son and I trampled his cock. At first my bare feet were just caressing his itty bitty dick. Then, I slipped on some high heels and trampled his cock and balls. It was cathartic for me. Honestly, I enjoyed it. I got out a lot of pent up aggression. It is survival of the fittest in this world. If he wanted his balls busted, I was going to bust them. I stomped so hard on his nut sack that I deflated them. His screams in agony made my pussy wet. I was a new woman with him. But that was only because he was no man. Not like you. He did not have the ability to put me in my place, so I ruined his cock and balls with my high heels. The loser never put up a fight either.

Erotic Submissive Stories

erotic submissive storiesErotic submissive stories are something I am full of to share. I have been a sub most of my life. I was daddy’s slave first. I had a caller who wanted to talk about when my father first abused me. It was hard to remember the details because I was that young. I think I remember most of it but my younger days were filled with traumatic experiences, so I am not sure how well I remember them. My mom left my father and me for another man. I guess the new beau did not want a brat. And she did not think my father would turn me into his sex slave because of my age or maybe she just did not care because she was free. Never saw her again. That first night dad was without my mother, he put me in her place. He came into my bedroom. I could smell the whiskey on his breath. I was scared. My father never wanted much to do with me. I always felt like I was more of an annoyance to him than a daughter. He pulled back my bed covers. I woke up and asked what was wrong. I was scared. I did not know what was going to happen. I never thought my father was about to give me my first slave training session. He told me I was the woman of the house now and that meant taking care of the man of the house. I did not know what that mean really until he was on top of me pushing his dick into my little bald cunt. I screamed because it hurt. He left me not long after that first thrust. I was I immobilized by fear and pain. I had blood between my legs. I peed the bed too. That first night was the beginning of my nightmare. I am full of submissive stories throughout my life.

I am a Submissive Whore

submissive whoreI am a submissive whore for life. I have tried to be a switch. Not because I want to be, but because either a guy does not pay attention to the site they are on, or I have been asked to by master or one of his friends. Now, I do not mind helping to break in a girl. That to me is survival of the fittest. I love it. But men asking me to dominate them? I do not even know where to begin. I met this guy on Tinder. He was a sad sack of a man. I had been catfished. He was not the strong domineering, take charge man that he claimed he was in his bio. He thought he could get women to dominate him out of anger for being catfished. But with me, I am a lifetime submissive slut. I was disappointed but I was not in the mind frame to dominate him. He pushed my limits though. He told me that he would tell my master what a naughty little cunt I had been, and I got scared. Suddenly, I was scared that I would lose everything. I fought back. Like all the rage in my body over the decades of abuse I have endured at the hands of men came out of me at once. I did not verbally lambast him for the pathetic catfish he was, I grabbed this huge dildo I have and started smacking him in the face. I bloodied his nose with a dildo. I did not even know that was possible. I kicked him in the balls and punched him a few times too. It felt a lot better than I expected. He was going to need medical attention once he left my place. Do not let this incident fool you. I am still a submissive sex slut. That guy was just no man like you or master. I know I could never beat up a real man.

Submissive Sex, Pussy Torture or Both

submissive sexI love submissive sex most days, but sometimes, I meet a man who makes me regret that I am submissive. I have been going back to the bondage club weekly since it opened back up. I follow master’s rules. I have pissed him off enough. One more infraction and he may cut me off. I cannot risk that. He does take care of me and my son and daughter well. I just need more physical abuse than he can give me at his age. The fetish club is our happy medium. Last night, the club was dead. I guess not many dominant men go to an underground club on a Sunday night; but I did hook up with this one guy who was younger than me. He brought his sub who was his mother. I thought that was wicked hot and immediately wanted to be paired with him in a room. He tied me up, but when he thought I was getting too hot and horny, he cooled me down with some ice cubes in my cunt and ass. That was more painful than I thought. He gave my pussy lips freezer burns from the ice. He just laughed as the thin skin of my labia lips stuck to the ice. I told him it was too cold. I used a safe word, but he laughed some more. No safe word was working with him. He brought his mother into the room to help with my slave training. He told me I was not a good slave if I was bitching about a little ice burn. He had his mother piss on me. His mother was older than me with a gray haired gross pussy that hovered over my cunt. She melted the ice with her piss, but it was not for mercy. It was so they could put more ice on my cunt. That was their weird thing to do to me. Piss on my pussy to melt the ice, to just put more ice on my cunt to give my genitals more freezer burns. My pussy is still recovering. I am torn about my encounter. It was hot that it was a son and his submissive whore mother, but it was very painful for my pussy.

Bondage Whore Fun

bondage whoreI love being a bondage whore. I have always enjoyed the fetish club scene; however, it has been a hot minute since I have been to one. When I found out this one club, I have enjoyed for years just opened back up, I had to go opening night. My master does not do the club scene anymore, but I am allowed to if I follow his rules. First rule, never bring someone home with me or go home with them. Two, do not let the guys do anything to my face or skin that is noticeable in business attire. And do not do any illegal drugs. That means just weed for me because it is legal in California. I have mostly followed his rules in the past. I followed them all last night. I was the belle of the bondage and submission club last night. There were not many women in the club, but I was there, and I was ready to be tied up on display. Of the women there, only I had big tits. BDSM men who favor bondage, also favor thick women with big tits like me. I was ready for it all. I took what any of them had to give me. One guy tied me until my boobs looked like torpedoes. Other men came up and sucked my boobs. Some titty fucked them leaving cum on my boobs. And some pissed on me too. I have blueish marks on my boobs now because those guys left me tied up until the club closed. I wanted to take someone home, but master has eyes everywhere. I did not want to piss him off. I got humiliated, tied up and abused. I guess that was not a bad night for a submissive whore getting back into the swing of things.  

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreA bondage whore never knows what kind of trouble she may get into. I love bondage.  I never say no to master when he has ropes in his hands. We have safe words, but honestly, I have never needed them. He is much older now and not as strong as he once was, so I assumed I still would not need any safe words with him. The other day, however, master wanted to experiment with extreme bondage restraints. He was not alone. He rarely shares me, but my guess was that he needed help for what he wanted to do. First, he tied me with thick rope. It left marks on my body and cut off my circulation. My skin quickly turned purple. Second, he had my limbs folded like I was double jointed. My arms and legs were contorted into uncomfortable positions. One sneeze or wrong move and I could have broken bones. Once I was bound, I realized why the other guy was there. I was going to be hanging from the rafters. This was some extreme bondage like master has never inflicted on me before. The two of them hoisted me up until my feet were a foot from the floor. The weight of my body pulled on the restraints forcing the rope to cut into my flesh. I was bleeding. Master has never made me bleed.

They left me hanging for most of the day. I had a ball gag in my mouth so I could not scream or cry. I knew this was not master’s idea. He is never that cruel to me. At the end of the day, I had pissed myself and was in more pain than ever before.  They cut me down. I thought it was because they could not stand the smell of me, but they wanted to fuck me. They sodomized my ass and fisted my cunt. I barely had enough energy to whimper. Master did not laugh at me, but his accomplice did. When they were done using this submissive whore, master apologized. He owed that guy a favor, and I settled his debt. I have rope burns and bruises all over my body, but at least master is even with that guy now.