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Bondage and Submission at Work

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is my life. I am always giving in and getting tied up, especially at work. My boss and Master is old, but he does love tying me up at work. He was feeling extra frisky yesterday. I only go to the office a couple days a week now. My work schedule just depends on what kind of case he is working. He is a lawyer close to full retirement, which is why I have been supplementing my income being a phone sex submissive. I messed up some legal briefs. I filed them incorrectly. I am not allowed to make mistakes. For a simple fixable clerical error, I got some soft bondage of my tits. Well soft only in the way he tied up my boobs. The torture my whore tits, as he likes to call them, received was something very different from soft. He pinched the nipples so hard they bled. That was not enough pain for the mood he was in. He got out his lighter so he could burn them too. Have you ever smelled burning flesh? It is awful. When it is your own flesh, it is worse. The pain and smell combined is nauseating. I knew not to vomit or complain or cry. It was tough to do, but if I had, the torture would have been far worse. Master has never been big into torture sex except when it comes to my tits. The way he views it, he bought me my tits, so he can do whatever he wants to them. I will take nipple and breast torture any day over being used as a punching bag. Some of the more modern Masters, whom I have encountered, on and off the phone, enjoy going Mike Tyson on me. In their eyes, I’m not a woman, just a worthless submissive whore.

My Son’s Bondage Whore

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore is hard work. I have been working with my son on his rope skills. He was a scout, so he does have some knowledge about knots. I guess I got a little bossy with him over the weekend. He didn’t like me complaining about his loose knots. “If they so loose you stupid whore, see if you can get out of them yourself,” he snapped before spitting in my face and leaving the house. I was on the cold floor. The heat was not on because we just came off a warm spell. The temperatures were rapidly declining. I had no idea how long he would be gone. He was pissed. One time he left me tied up for several days because I folded his laundry wrong. He gets his temper from his father. I need a new master, but I am not accustomed to being left tied up indefinitely. What seemed like forever, was about 8 hours. He came back home drunk. I had pissed on the floor. That made him angry too. He expected me to hold it in like a dog. He untied me, then shoved my face into my piss like a bad puppy. He was getting aroused treating me like a worthless submissive whore. He undid his belt; fastened it around my neck like he was about to strangle me while he pulled out his cock. He ass fucked me hard while I licked up my own piss. He was pulling on the belt so hard, I almost puked. I came close to passing out too. He came up my ass thankfully, because that was when the belt slipped off from around my neck. I grabbed my throat as to massage the pain away and attempt to take in some air. “Complain or sass me again whore, and I might not let go next time,” he seethed as he walked away.

MILF Phone Sex Sub

milf phone sexI deliver a special kind of milf phone sex. As a submissive mommy, I can fulfill all your kinky fantasies about mommy. Have you ever wanted to force fuck your mother? What about gang bang her with your high school friends? Perhaps you have thought about fucking her ass? Maybe you fantasize about watching her with the family four legged beast? Maybe you want to piss down her throat or even in her fuck holes? Maybe you have wanted to drown your sweet mommy in cum? Perhaps your mommy fantasies are more extreme like snuff? I have been trying to get my teen son to take a more stern approach with me. I’m in the market for a new master as my current one is about to hit his expiration date. I thought, who better to own me than my own son, right? He has a temper just like his daddy, but if he slaps me or talks sass to me, he quickly apologizes, even though I tell him it is okay because I am a dirty submissive whore. Last night, I messed up his laundry on purpose to get a reaction. I bleached his favorite blue tee shirt. I was wearing a sexy little number: garter belt, stockings and a matching bra. I wanted my ass framed for a good hard spanking. He was pissed when he came home from practice. I heard him cursing my name as I laid on my bed with my bare ass up awaiting my punishment. He stormed in my room and took the bait. He grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and spit in my face. Then he went to town on my ass. Bare bottom spankings always make me wet, but something about my own son leaving a mark on me had me cumming with every swift wack. I think I have found my new master. I just need to groom him a bit more. 

Submissive Phone Sex Whore: My Pain is Your Pleasure

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex with me, puts you in charge of the call. I am a subby whore, so I do as I am told. I spoke with men all weekend who seemed obsessed with inflicting maximum pain to me. Now, with this being phone sex, I can only hurt myself so much. No one can hurt me like you can hurt me, so please understand, I cannot punch my own tit hard enough to pop a saline bag. If I did, the call would be over because I would likely pass out from the pain. It is bad customer service to pass out on a call. I am a good submissive slut, but I am also a good phone sex whore! I have a wide variety of objects and tools I can use to inflict pain of varying degrees. On the light pain spectrum, I have butt plugs, rather large dildos, kitchen spatulas, ropes, ice, candle wax, nipple clamps and silk scarves for my neck. If you want to inflict moderate pain, I have hat pins, my bare hands, safety pins, a wooden paddle, beer bottles to fuck my ass or pussy and a cat of nine tails. For more severe pain, I have cigars, belts, the heel of stiletto shoes and a vice grip attached to my coffee table to squeeze a tit. I am a pain slut and an obedient whore, but no one can abuse me like a man can; especially a woman hating mean son of a bitch. Most of my callers enjoy hearing me moan, not the good kind of moan either. They like to hear whimpers and cries too. Besides inflicting pain, I can humiliate myself for you too. I have licked the toilet seat. I have drunk my piss. I have exposed myself to neighbors. I have sucked objects clean that have been up my ass. I am your submissive whore, tell me what to do to please you Sir.

Bondage Whore Bernie

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernie is my name on the circuit. I go into any BDSM club in my state and that is how I am addressed. I have quite the reputation for BDSM games. I hate that these Fifty Shades of Grey movies trivialize the lifestyle. BDSM is not a fad for me. It is my way of life. When my Master was younger, he really enjoyed tying me up. We used everything from heavy duty climbing rope to his silk ties. Sometimes we even used my pantyhose. It just depended on if he wanted to leave a mark or not. Once I was tied up a slew of sensual games ensued. Sometimes we played with hot candle wax. Sometimes ice cubes. Sometimes bare bottom spankings. Other times more hardcore like a belt strap or a Cat o Nine tails. Master was not into disfiguring me. He was not into leaving marks that lingered for days. It was about trust. It was about submission. No one believes in that kind of old school S&M relationship anymore. It’s a new  world for a subby whore like me. Trying to find a master like the one I have is like looking for a needle in a haystack. I have been testing the waters for new Masters, using phone sex as a way to see what the modern dominant man is like. I’ve  discovered that my Master is from a bygone world that likely doesn’t exist anymore. I’m trying to prepare myself for what is coming. In my quest for a suitable replacement I have been tied up and left for days with no food or water sitting in my own waste. I have had my tits punched so hard a saline bag ruptured. I have had my face shoved in a toilet filled with shit and piss. I have been forced to eat puke. I have been ordered to service men with 4 legs. I have been gangbanged by men  half my age. I’m dreading the day my Master surrenders me because I cannot live in a world where I am not owned, but the men of this new age terrify me.

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesI love erotic bondage stories. As a little girl, I use to use my allowance money to buy True Detective magazine. It was soft core porn. The guy at 7-11 didn’t care that I was not old enough to buy the magazine yet. It was filled with stories of crimes against women. Many of the pictures were of women tied up in all sorts of positions. I would go in my room and masturbate hoping someone would tie me up like that. I love bondage. Now that I am all grown up, I have lots of men who enjoy spending time with a bondage whore like me.  Saturday night, I checked out a new bondage club about an hour away. I was nervous when I arrived because the place was filled with much younger women. That happens every time one of those Fifty Shades movies comes out. Those books / movies are so amateur compared to my life, but I get it. Young girls are curious about the lifestyle, just like I was when I was reading those true crime magazines. I was afraid guys would prefer young girls to an old cougar. But I had a few things they did not have: experience, big boobs and a true understanding of the BDSM lifestyle. Men were lining up to take me into a private room. I was the Belle of the bondage club. I had my pick of the litter, which is rare. I went with a handsome young man who reminded  me of my son. We went into a room adorned with red velvet walls and a variety of soft bondage equipment. He tied me up seductively and expertly for his age. He was in college he informed me. While I was tied up, he dripped hot wax all over my body. You cannot fuck in the club, but he could jack off on me. As I laid there covered in wax and cum, I thought if only all young dominant men were as sensual as him.

More Slave Training

slave trainingMy boss is my master. Friday, I was late to work by 5 minutes. That pissed him off. He decided I needed re-schooled. He hired a younger guy to give me some slave training. It was no training. It was just punishment. Painful punishment. My master is no spring chicken. In fact, he has one foot in the grave and another on a banana peel. I am loyal to him because he has been my master for decades. He has taken good care of me financially and even has provisions in his will for me and my offspring. I can’t afford to fuck things up now with being late or complaining about my punishment. This guy he hired was sadistic as fuck too. My master is not unusually cruel. He rules with an iron fist, but has never disfigured me or put me in the hospital. He is an old school master. This new generation of women hating men scare me because they don’t respect the master and servant relationship; they just want to do serious harm to a woman. Permanent harm. He tied my boobs up so tight they turned blue and purple. Master was rock hard and touching himself. My punishment didn’t seem too bad until my surrogate master started punching  my boobs like he was Mike Tyson. He was Mike Tyson. Not only did he punch them hard, he bit my left nipple off. When I screamed in pain, he looked at my boss and said, “It tastes like chicken.” Master started to come to my aid, but this young guy told him to back off, I was his bitch at the moment. He suggested Master has been too soft with his submissive whore over the years. He yelled at my master for making me weak then punched my tits so hard a saline bag burst. I had to work several hours with a fucked up boob that caused me a lot of pain. I spent Friday night in the ER. First time my master has sent me to the ER. Things are changing and I am scared.

Submissive Whore Super Bowl

submissive whoreIt was a submissive whore Super Bowl weekend for me.  Did you know that Super Bowl Sunday is the biggest sex trafficking day of the year? My Master may be getting old, but he has stock in a sex trade ring. Lots of girls come into our city from other countries to service Master and his wealthy clients. My house warehoused several extremely young things this past weekend. I was ordered to be the house mother of sorts. I had to get them cleaned up and looking the part of willing and eager little sex sluts for Master’s party. I felt bad for them. I am a willing submissive slut, but these little angels were drugged and stolen from their homes. Master told me not to bond with them. He said they are just little cash cows; nothing more than whores who if stayed in their homes would have died eventually of neglect or health issues. Some of the girls were so young, I could only imagine that a cock would ruin their tiny holes. Master could see I was feeling empathy for the young girls so he made me fuck them with a strap on.  He wanted his cash cows to fear me. I knew if I didn’t do as I was told, I would suffer greatly and the little girls might even die because as he said, “Girls like this come and go every day unnoticed. You can too Bernice.” Master found out that I slipped them some roofies so they wouldn’t feel the pain as much. He had some of his goons force fuck me and beat me until I was black and blue and bloodied.  I ended up with a hot shot too and tossed into the Super Bowl party mix. Just another piece of whore meat to be fucked and abused. I get it though, woman are just here for your enjoyment, even old whores like me.

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesErotic bondage stories are almost as fun to create as they are to share. I have a few callers who enjoy hearing my bondage stories. I tend to get all tied up frequently. But, that is to be expected with me because I have always been a bondage girl. It started when I was a little girl. My mom was more my father’s bitch than she was his wife. I discovered her one day all tied up and contorted in a very painful position. My immediate instinct was to help my mother, so I untied her. She actually scolded me for helping her because she said daddy would be very upset with me for intervening. He was too. I got punished, but not like a father traditionally punishes his offspring. I did not get spanked or put in a corner. I got tied up. Bound and gagged like a pig about to be roasted and shoved in a dark closest over night. I was alone and scared. I had no access to a bathroom or warm bed. No food or water. Not even love and affection from my parents. My mom let me out the next day to get me ready for school. I had rope burns on my body. That incident broke me. I was forever scared of my father after that, but the incident also brought about a morbid fascination with bondage for me. As I got older, I asked boys to tie me up. I discovered that I was quite the bondage whore thanks to daddy. Daddy and mommy are long gone, but here I am still enjoying being bound and gagged. Last night my own son tied me up. He secured the ropes so tightly that I couldn’t move, forcing me to sleep in a painful position until he released me this morning. I have ropes and a wide variety of submissive devices. I am ready for you to tell me what to do sir.

Submissive Phone Sex on the Subway

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is the only kind I am allowed to have per my Master. When I told him I needed some extra money and suggested phone sex as a way to supplement his stipend, he said only if I was being a phone submissive. Of course that is what I would be. I don’t think I know how to be dominant. I only know to do what I am told. The world of the phone sex submissive, however, is not as dark as the real world. My car is in the shop getting repaired, so I had to take the subway to and from work this week. On Wednesday, I encountered some young thugs who knew I was a worthless piece of trash. In front of my entire cab car, they ripped my clothes off and force fucked me. They laughed and ridiculed the fat old whore as they thrust their cocks in and out of my worthless holes. The encouraged the other males on the subway to fuck me too. “She’s just a submissive whore, don’t feel sorry for her,” they joked. Random strangers violated my ass and pussy. Some spit on me; others pissed on me. Still others just jacked off on me like I was some bukkake whore. I would have screamed for help, but I know I am worthless piece of shit who didn’t deserve rescuing. I let men violate me for over an hour. New guys would get on the subway and join the fun. Even when the original attackers reached their stop, other guys took their place as the ring leaders. All the women on the train in full few of my public humiliation, enjoyed watching me get violated. One woman even fisted my whore cunt as she called me names. When I arrived to work my clothes were dirty, torn and smelling of piss. I was covered in cum and walking funny. My master greeted me with, “I see someone primed you for me today whore.”