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Bondage and Submission with My Son

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I love bondage and submission. They go well together, don’t you think?  I found myself in quite the predicament this weekend. I should have known better than to let my son tie me up. It never goes well. He hates me. I think he always will. I know this, but after every disastrous encounter, I give him another chance. He is my son after all and I love him even if he hates me. He came home from a holiday party Saturday night. He was in a good mood for once. He must have partied! He wanted to play with rope. He doesn’t normally want to play with mommy. Usually, he just wants to abuse me. I should have known it was too good to be true. As soon as he had me hogtied, he lit up a cigarette. He flicked his ashes on me. When I didn’t flinch enough, he burned my flesh. I could feel the cigarette burns on my back. He just laughed.  Once he had given me several little burns, he whipped his cock out. I assumed he was going to fuck me. He looked at me with hatred in his eyes and said, “Don’t worry whore. I’m not going to put my cock in my worthless mommy.” Instead, he pissed in my wounds. Golden showers he claimed would make the pain go away. Bullshit. It stung like hell. I was covered in his urine. My son’s piss was all over me. I was tied up and his urine was running in my eyes. I begged for him to stop. He did, but he left me. Left me for 24 hours covered in his urine and eventually my own piss. I was tied up and alone. I don’t know why I keep giving him another chance. He hates me. I will always be nothing more than his submissive whore mommy.

Submissive Whore for the Brothers

submissive whoreSubmissive whore, for your pleasure. I long ago gave up the notion of sexual pleasure for myself. I get my pleasure from a man’s pleasure. That often means my pain is their pleasure. My boss is a part-time master. He only owns me at work, so I am free to fuck who I want off the clock. Most nights, I spend recuperating from the rough treatment at work, but last night I was hungry for cock; hungry to be degraded. I wanted to be used like a dirty whore. I put on a slutty outfit, a dress two sizes too small for me. I walked into an ethnic club. That is just a polite way of saying an African American club. I wanted gang banged and black men love my big old booty. I wasn’t in the club long before a gang of brothers swarmed me. They didn’t ask my name or anything. They didn’t care about my name. They saw a thick white girl and they pulled out their cocks. They just wanted to fuck me. That’s all I wanted too.  They groped me and ripped my clothes off. Fingers went in my cunt, many at a time.  They started slamming dicks in my ass and pussy at the same time while slapping my ass and pulling my hair. They fucked me like savages Grunting, drooling, groping me, while calling me names. My cunt was so wet. I knew they would use me like a bitch in heat. They turned me into a cum dumpster.  Big black rods squirted their hot jizz all over my thick body. Their limp dicks looked huge still. They slapped me with their dicks. Many black dicks in my face for a few minutes and they were hard again. By the time they were done with me, I was covered in jizz and waking funny. Just what this submissive slut wanted.

Cock Worshiping Santa’s Helper

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Cock worshiping Christmas was what Master wanted. He is the boss of me, so he gets what he wants. I thought it meant I would be sucking his dick until Christmas, like a Twelve Days of Christmas thing. He had something else in mind. He wanted me to service all his clients with my mouth. He didn’t care if I was drowning in cum. He told me happy clients keep coming back and everyone is happy when a bitch swallows. I sat in a chair with wheels and rolled myself down an assembly line of men sucking dick. I was a blow bang office whore. I am a good cock sucker, but this was a lot of cock, even for a submissive slut like me. I was struggling not to puke from all the cum. My former master never shared me. This one pimps me out more than he uses me for himself. I was gagging on cock, but the more I gagged, the harder they skull fucked me. After all 30 something men came in my mouth, I excused myself to the bathroom. I puked up chunky sperm filled cum.  Master came in to the bathroom and was not pleased. A good whore doesn’t puke up cum. A good whore is thankful for the gift of cum. He held my face in the toilet, forcing me to lick up the cum puke I deposited in the toilet. I was gagging from the smell of cum and puke mixed together, but if I didn’t do what he instructed, it would be far worse for me. By the time he released my face from the toilet, I was a hot mess. I was ordered to fix my hair and make-up, but on a smile and go back out to be Santa’s little cum dumpster and submissive whore.

Submissive Whore Office Party

submissive whoreMy boss held a submissive whore holiday office party this week for his high-end clients. I had to wear a Santa’s helper outfit, a sexy one. My boobs were exposed, and the skirt was so short that with no panties, you could see everything. I served the drinks and I served as the entertainment. Master was sharing his bitch with his most exclusive clients. They could do whatever they wanted to me. I was their gift. Men were grabbing my ass, slapping my tits and pulling my hair as foreplay. One client slapped my ass so hard, I spilled my tray of drinks. That didn’t go over well with Master. I was ordered on my knees to lick up all that I spilled. It was a form of forced intoxication punishment. I was super drunk once I cleaned up all the spilled booze. I was teetering around in my high heals trying not to spill again when one guy knocked me over on purpose. Down on my knees again licking up spilt booze, my ass was exposed for the taking. Master’s clients lined up to gang bang my fuck holes. Cock after cock fucked me doggy style. I was so drunk, I feared I may puke. Once they were done gangbanging me, they made me suck their cocks clean. I was drunk and full of cum. Not to mention sore and tired. Master said next week is another party for another set of clients. I need to learn how to get better at not spilling the drinks.

Submissive Whore Gets Humiliated

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I’ve been a naughty submissive whore. I was supposed to work this weekend for my boss. My old boss and master never made me work weekends. I had plans with my family, so I didn’t show up. I figured he would be mad, but maybe I would get a spanking and docked pay. That didn’t go well. While my entire family was at my house, he stormed in and grabbed me by the hair and started to drag me out. My family was in shock. There were little ones around too. He started smacking my face and kicked me in the stomach repeatedly. He made me tell everyone what a stupid cunt I am and how I belong to him. I was so humiliated. He didn’t care. He had zero respect for me or my family. In fact, he wanted to degrade me in front of them. He told the little girls to watch how a submissive slut is treated because no doubt they would follow in my whore footsteps. Master even encouraged the men to join in on my abuse. My son had no problem fucking me in front of everyone. He hates me anyway, but when my young grandson joined in, that was the most humiliated I have ever felt. My grandson humped my ass and called me names at the encouragement of Master and my son. The girls in the family were afraid to do anything for fear they too would get abused, so the just sat there watching, feeling ashamed for not helping me while Master and the men in the family gangbanged my holes. Today, I showed up to work like ordered. Still sore, I sat on a bag of frozen peas. But I know without a doubt now that I can never disobey him again.

Bare Bottom Spankings for Thanksgiving

bare bottom spankingsBare bottom spankings make my cunt wet. I love an old-fashioned spanking. I know I am past the school girl age, but I have a few dominant men in my life who enjoy me in a school girl skirt with no panties. I have a nice ass for my age. Distinct hot booty cheeks that I can shake and twerk. Harold is an occasional Master. I met him last year in a fetish club. He likes to spank hot women’s asses and I love to have my ass smacked, so we were a perfect pairing. He was going out of town for the holidays and needed a spanking fit. He came over last night. I wore the outfit he likes. He arrived with a bag of paddles and switches. After hello, I bent over to show him my bare bum. He licked his lips because I could hear him. I heard his fly unzip too. He spanked my ass with his firm hands first. That was followed by a few thuds of his hard cock. I made my booty cheeks dance for him. That made him harder. Before I got the hardcore spanking I wanted, I got a hardcore ass fucking I wasn’t expecting. He has never fucked me before. We have a spanking relationship. He told me since I was a submissive whore, I should take his cock up my ass too. He was right. I grabbed my ankles and let him fuck my booty prison style. He didn’t last long in my ass. With his cum still oozing out of my swollen asshole, he gave me the spanking I was craving. He has big, strong hands. I got 100 whacks on each cheek until he switched to this wooden paddle that didn’t feel nearly as good. If his intent was to hurt my ass, mission accomplished. I’m sitting on an ice pack today.

Submissive Whore Tit Torture

submissive whoreSubmissive whore torture for me is having my big breasts tied up. Master never just ties up my boobs, however. I was not alone. He had his other slaves tied up too. I thought our boobs were bound for cum. Master is found of bukkake parties. Before the cum came he said, we needed to experience some pain. That could have meant anything to him. What it ended up meaning in that moment was hot wax nipple torture. He thinks hot white wax looks like dried cum and hot red wax looks like dried blood. He poured hot white wax all over my big boobs. It hurts intensely for a few moments, but then it cools off. Hours of this however, is the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. My boobs were on fire. I was starting to blister in sensitive places. I cried, but he smacked me. His other slaves were not fairing as well as me, and I was barely keeping my shit together. After he was done with the torture part of our encounter, he brought in several friends. They circle jerked on our sore boobs. The hot jizz he said would act as salve to heal the blistering skin. It only stung more. But we weren’t there for our pleasure. We were there for his. Just like when you call me, I am there for your pleasure only.

Bondage Phone Sex Story

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex stories, I have plenty to talk about. I have been tied up half my life I would guess. Daddy would tie me up on the weekends when he had to work. He didn’t want me running away. He made me the bondage slut I am today. My son was in one of his “I hate mother” moods. He found a box I had hidden of old bondage photos. They go back to my youth. Souvenirs, I guess. He decided to hog tie me in some of the poses he saw in the photos. He is not into the art of bondage. I am not his bondage whore. I am his mommy whore. He hates me. Blames me for all that is wrong with his life. He tied me so hard several times that the ropes cut my flesh. When he saw me bleeding, he pissed on my wounds which burned. He just laughed at me. He had me me tied like a mummy. I was flat on the ground wrapped tightly like a side of beef. He stood over me urinating in my face and flicking his cigarette ashes on my body. I don’t know what I did to deserve his wrath. I thought I could handle the abuse until he invited over his friends. They are a bunch of mean sons of bitches just like my son. They pissed on me, came on me and gangbanged me. They never untied me though. I was like that for almost 24 hours until my daughter rescued me. It was a humiliation like none before.

Submissive Whore for Daddy Still

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I love being a submissive whore.  I got a text that told me to dress up in a specific outfit and be at this fancy hotel downtown. I figured it was my boss. My number is not known by many. I did as I was told. I didn’t recognize the number. When I looked up the phone number, it came back as unknown. My curiosity was piqued. I arrived on time in the outfit I was told to wear and waited.  I waited for awhile before a handsome stranger bought me a drink. I thought he might have been my texter, but I didn’t know him. As I was chit chatting with the handsome stranger, a guy pulled my hair from behind. He dragged me out of the bar kicking and screaming. No one stopped him. He shoved me in an elevator. It was then I saw him. I almost threw up. It was daddy. He was an old man now. I had not seen him since I left home at 18. My last name is different now. I was surprised he found me. I guess it was my fault he did. I did one of those DNA kits. He had done one too, so it revealed what state I lived in and searched all Bernices in the state. He said he had been looking for me for years. Once we were in his hotel room, he told me we had unfinished business. He was strong and mean, just like I remembered, even though he is in his 60s now. He was out for revenge for me running away. He force fucked me all night. He made his anal rape phone sex fantasies cum true by prolapsing my ass. It was a night of revenge fucking. He said I can’t fuck anyone else because I have always belonged to daddy. My boss has competition. Hopefully, he can just buy daddy off because I can’t live with him again. He is the meanest son of a bitch I have ever known.

Office Submissive Sex

submissive sexSubmissive sex is what I am good at. I don’t just lay there like a dead fish. That is bored, not submissive. I like rough sex. I almost never complain when I am getting a hardcore fucking. I complained today, however, and was punished. My new boss hired me part time as an office sex doll. The only reason he hired me was because he knew I was a dirty slut. The kind of woman he could fuck whenever and however he wanted. Although that is true, I was not prepared to be anally fisted today. He made me bend over his desk. I must wear garter belts to frame my ass for him. No underwear. Just black garter belt and stockings. I was bent over waiting or his cock when I felt something much larger go inside my ass. I felt his rings. He didn’t start with one finger and work from there. He just put his entire fist, rings and all, right up my ass. My old master never fisted me. He didn’t want to ruin my holes. He didn’t want me to bleed or shit on him. This new boss wanted to hurt me until I cried. He told me there is no fun if I like what he is doing. I tried to pull away from him. I was screaming in pain. My ass has been fucked over the years, but not like that. When I managed to get away, he was livid. I saw the hatred in his eyes. He lunged at me and tried to choke me. “Bitch, you don’t pull away from me ever again or you will end up in the ER,” he screamed at me while his hands crushed my throat. He fucked my ass while choking me. I passed at one point, but he slapped me back awake. It was a violent fuck that left me bleeding and bruised up. I am still recuperating. I think I am in over my head with my new boss.