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My Son’s Bondage Whore

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I was a bondage whore all weekend for my son and his friends. He had a party and invited 10 of his closest friends. I thought I was the hostess, there to serve drinks and food. Turns out, I was the star of the party. He invited his friends over to gang bang mommy. The moment they arrived, I was bound and gagged. My son is vicious. I found out his friends are just as vicious as him. I was being fucked by 11 young men. They were pulling at my limbs like vultures. Cocks were shoved in my pussy and ass. They skull fucked me too until I was drowning in cum. I started choking on cum. I couldn’t remember a time I swallowed that much jizz at once. Cum was oozing out my nose. I swear my tears even had cum in them. When I puked up the jizz, my son slapped me so hard blood trickled out of the corner of my mouth. He took cum and cock worshiping to a violent level for me. He pushed my face into the floor and forced me to lick up the cum puke. I was never so humiliated before. My son and his friends just laughed at me. They kept fucking me despite that fact that my face was covered in puke and cum.

I’ve been a submissive whore my whole life

submissive whoreI have been a submissive whore my entire life, my father raised me to be that way and it fulfills me in a way that nothing else ever could. So when I woke up to a stranger standing above me in the middle of the night my first instinct wasn’t to run or hide I just wanted to please the man standing there. I told him that I would do anything he wanted and begged him not to hurt me but he just slapped me across the mouth and harshly told me to shut the fuck up. He tied me tightly and I know that I should have been terrified but I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter with every twist of the rope. The stranger noticed my wetness too and told me that he could tell I was a whore that was why he followed me home from the store and waited for me to go to sleep. I was scared that a stranger had followed me home but the more he hurt me the wetter I got. He beat me terribly and forced his cock down my throat so roughly that I almost threw up. I knew I had to please him to save my life so I just tried my best and let him use me. When he was thru with me he left me there tied to the bed aching all over my body and told me that he would be back again the next night. Should I be afraid… or excited?

I am a submissive whore

submissive whoreI am a submissive whore. Sometimes, I struggle with that, especially with younger men. I was at a cougar bar last night. I was just looking to have some fun. I thought I could pick up a young stud, Fuck him then go back to a submissive life. It didn’t work out how I planned. The boy at the bar who was hitting on me knew who I was, but he never said anything. When we got back to his place, my son was there too. He looked pissed off. The boy I picked up had texted him that his whore mother hit on him in a bar. My son punched me in the gut and slapped my face. He made me apologize for being a dirty cunt. The two of them tore off my clothes and smacked me around before they decided to Fuck me. They shoved both of their hard cocks in my ass at once. They don’t have small cocks either. They pulled my hair as their young hard balls left a mark on my ass. My bruised ass cheek was nothing compared to the prolapsed asshole. They fucked me so brutally, my asshole was hanging on the outside. I told them I was so very sorry, but they weren’t done yet with me. My son just chuckled and told his friend, “Let’s see if we can Fuck her asshole back inside.”

XXX Bondage with My Son and His Friends

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I felt like a XXX bondage slut last night. My son and his friends were partying in the recreation room. They were getting high, drinking beer and playing video games. Turns out they were watching porn. They are young teen boys. Any hole will do, and they don’t care if you are willing because they think with their cocks. I was sound asleep when they busted into my bedroom. My son pulled me out of bed and his friends tied me up. They bound my feet and wrists. I wasn’t going anywhere if I wanted too. They pulled their dicks out and skull fucked my mouth. My son made it clear that if I bit him or his friends, I would regret it. My son takes after his daddy, so I knew better than to fight. I don’t know what kind of porn they were watching, but they were in an angry and violent mood. Three boys tried to put their cocks up my ass at the same time. My son filmed with one hand, stroked his cock with the other hand. He was enjoying letting his friends abuse his mommy’s holes. They left me tied up after they all came inside me. That way they knew I would still be there in the morning to gang bang me again.

My Master’s Submissive Whore

I am my master’s submissive whore. Most people who see me would never guess I am a dirty little slave. I look sophisticated. I live a comfortable life. I just find it hot to worship a man. My mother and my grandmother were submissive. Maybe not the whips and chains kind of submissive like me, but more like the Mad Men submissive type. They fixed their men martinis. They had dinner ready an hour after their men returned from work. They took care of their men sexually with a blowjob then they discreetly spit out the cum in a tissue. I do all those things too, but I like to get kinky and I like to swallow. I made my master his Jack and Coke, served him homemade meatloaf, then I bent over the couch and took a hardcore ass fucking with a ball gag in my mouth after dinner last night. I was getting pounded with no lube. Master pinched my nipples and fisted my cunt while force fucking my asshole. Most women would never be able to handle what I was doing, especially not my mother or my grandmother. This was rough sex and my cunt was dripping wet from it. I love to be treated like a dirty fucking whore. My ass is sore today, but my cunt is still wet.

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Mistaken Identity

Bondage phone sexHow do you tell when the Man you are seeing is actually married even though he said he was divorced? By getting taken because he owes money to someone and they think you are his wife!  What a bastard!  All I was doing was walking away from our Coffee Date.  Then, bam!  Right into a car!  These guys kept telling me they wouldn’t let me go until you made good on the money you owed them.  I kept trying to tell them that I wasn’t your wife.  Guess what? They showed me pictures of her and she looks almost like me! 

When they called you and told you that they had me, you fucking hung up!  Do you know what I had to fucking go through because you didn’t have the balls to step up? You are nothing but a pussy, and here I thought you were that strong, Dominant Man I had been searching for.  I should of just stuck with what I have.  I will never make that mistake again.  I contacted you with permission from my Sir.  He told me to gain experience so he was all for it. 

I talked them into calling my Sir, who promptly came to my rescue.  That’s right, he paid for my release, however, you aren’t off the hook.  Not in the least.  My Sir had a very long conversation with the lead guy, and now they are really coming for you.  I gave them all the information I had on you, where you work, all your phone numbers, what your vehicles look like, what hours you work, were you go after work.  They know it all asshole!  I hope they tear your ass up, literally!

Exposed For His Pleasure

Bare bottom spankingsAbsolutely nothing makes a submissive or slave feel more vulnerable then to be placed in a position which exposes their pussies and assholes. I am pretty sure it is due to our conditioning.  We are taught from a young age that we are to keep those areas of ourselves covered.  When you are put into a tied position where you have no control over what happens to them it is a bit exciting and frightening. 

The first time I was ever in a position like that I was spanked. Hard!  Not just on my ass, but my pussy lips, asshole and clit.  Various implements were used as well as a bare hand.  At first I was thinking that it wasn’t so bad because I really enjoyed being spanked. A spanking that starts out slow to only become more and more harsh is my favorite.  However, when I then saw Him grab a crop I tensed up. I knew right away that He was going to punish my pussy with it.

He didn’t go straight to my pussy though.  He struck me once across my asshole.  I howled. I wasn’t expecting it, it hurt so much I almost lost my breath. It was akin to jumping into freezing cold water.  I saw stars.  He waited a little bit, then struck again, not as hard as the first time, but it still hurt.  From there He moved to my pussy lips.  That didn’t hurt nearly as bad as the swats I received intermittently against my tender asshole.  I could see how hard He was becoming.

I am not sure how long this went on.  It seemed like hours, but in actuality, it was more like a few minutes. He turned me on my side on the bench I was on so that He could remove my gag and shove His cock into my mouth.  When I could taste His pre-cum He rolled me onto my back, stepped to the end of the bench and shoved His extremely hard cock into my ass.

I was whimpering, trying to hold back tears from the pain.  Then He placed His thumb onto my clit so that He could make me cum as He was unloading his jizz into my ass. 

Falling In Love With Latex

Erotic submissive storiesI have found that I love this stuff!  Yes it can be a pain in the ass to get it on.  Once on however, the feeling is exquisite!  There are a couple of things I have to remember though.  I have to make sure I stay very well hydrated, and that I try to stay at a constant temperature, otherwise I could over heat, and I do not want that because I really love to keep it on for a while.  If you have not tried latex yet I implore you to do so.

I think it would make a perfect gift for your submissive.  However, take them with you when you shop.  You do not want to pay a lot of money for something that fits poorly.  Ill fitting garments can cause problems.  If they are too tight, or have a wrinkle somewhere, it can cut off circulation which would cause nerve damage, it could also cause you to dangerously over heat.  I am sure you all already knew that though.

Imagine I’m there with you, wearing a form fitting, soft latex cat suit.  The way it would feel when you run your hands over it would not only feel incredible for you, but for me as well.  Plus seeing your sub in something so erotic looking wouldn’t be a bad thing for your magnificent cock either! I can completely understand why wearing Latex is a fetish in of it’s self. 

The way it feels on your skin, wow, that’s all I can, wow.  One of my friends came over not all that long ago and she saw one of my skirts.  She asked if she could try it on.  I told her sure.  I helped put it on her, but within a few minutes she started to get extremely itchy.  Instead of saying something she endured it for about forty minutes then she said she had to take it off.  It seems that my friend has a little bit of a allergy to latex and she has red bumps in the shape of the skirt on her skin for a bit.  I thought it was funny, but only after I gave her something for the allergy. 

Cleaning House

Bondage phone sexWe have an understanding.  You know that I have a very lucrative private life, and that I also have my own things to take care of at my house.  This was discussed before we started our relationship.  You also know that I am positively Obsessive Compulsive when it comes to cleaning and having things done on a schedule.  You witnessed this yourself when I had a panic attack because I could not get home in time to feed my dog.  She is fed at a certain time every single day, and I never deviate from that.

When you called to say you wanted to come over I was going to say no because this was my time as we discussed.  You assured me it wasn’t for play or anything related to D/s, you just wanted to come over and chat while I did what I had to do.  I told you as long as you sat in one place and didn’t mind periods of being alone as I cleaned the other rooms it would be fine.  You came in and took your shoes off then sat on one of the stools at the counter.  I had finished all other rooms by the time you had arrived.  I only had the kitchen to do and that was almost done too.

We talked as I washed the dishes.  Then I heard you push your stool back to walk up behind me.  You put your hands on my shoulders and kissed my neck.  This was unusual, it threw me off, I wasn’t sure how to respond.  You whispered in my ear that you would like for me to put a pair of heels on while I finished the dishes.  I turned toward you and told you that I do not allow shoes to be worn in my house.  You slapped me on the ass hard and requested it again.  I told you once more that I really did not want to due to the fact that it is just not done in my house.  You slapped my ass again and said, “Please.”

I have never heard you say please.  I relented.  With each step I took I took a mental note of where I stepped so that I could re-wash the floors and vacuum again.  Every time the bottom of my heels came in contact with the floor I cringed a little bit.  I returned to doing dishes.  You then started to move around the things in one of my cupboards.  I was starting to get angry.  You know that my Disorder isn’t anything made up, it is real.  I tried to ignore you but I could feel my body tense up.  You grabbed me and picked me up.  You took me into the living room and tied me up.  I was so pissed!

You then sat me on my kitchen floor and you could tell I was not happy.  You however, were delighted.  You started to move things around, teasing me with it.  I could feel myself on the verge of hyperventilating.  I felt squeezed, my lungs felt like they couldn’t fill up all the way.  The need to fix what you had messed up was overwhelming!  I was so frustrated!  You did all this with a smile on your face, speaking in a pleasant happy tone the whole time.  I had reached my limit.  I writhed against the binds, swear words flew out of my mouth, I didn’t care about any discipline I might receive for speaking to you like that, I was beyond livid.  After all, you stated that there would be no D/s play today.

You finally chuckled, came over to me, untied me and let me up. I told you to leave!  You refused and instead, you put things back exactly as they had been.  You even allowed me to take off my heels, and you vacuumed and scrubbed the floors that I had stepped on.  I didn’t know what to say. Then you came to me, placed a long kiss on my lips and said, “Just because this is your house doesn’t mean you aren’t still mine when you are in it. Always remember that.”

Evening Jog

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A few of the women at work were talking about the jogging trail close to our building.  They were saying over the past two weeks a few women had been assaulted while jogging. This was concerning as a lot of us used that trail during our lunch or after work.   I decided that I would stick to the jogging trail near my home instead.  When I got home I changed my clothing and quickly hurried out the door to get my jog in before it got too dark.  I had my music playing and I was actually having a nice run when out of no where I was knocked off my feet.  Before I could even say anything a gloved hand was clamped down hard on my mouth. 

I am in pretty good shape so I put up a good fight.  I thought I was going to get away when another pair of hands grabbed my arms.  I was stripped down to my panties and bra and secured.  The two assailants were bending over to try to catch their breath.  I knew that at least one of my kicks landed because one of them was limping when he came over to me.  He grabbed me by my hair, yanked my head back and spit in my face.  The other one came over and wiped it off.  He gave the first guy a very dirty look, as if he should know better.

I was trying to take everything in about them because I knew I was going to have dick inside of me and it would be very much against my will.   The first guy went behind me to push me off the log they had me sitting on.  I landed face first, I slowly moved my head to the side.  I knew my nose was bleeding.  I could feel, and hear my panties being ripped off.  A hard cock was shoved inside my pussy, he was calling me names but I was still stunned from smacking my forehead and nose against the ground.

The second one stood by my head, he pulled out his dick and pissed all over my back.  For someone worried about spit he sure wasn’t worried about his piss being soaked into my bra and what was left of my panties.  It started to seep around the gag they had put into my mouth, I could taste it.  The guy behind me had finished, but they weren’t leaving.  They were sitting on the log they had me on previously.  It sounded like they were drinking something.  Again I felt someone behind me, this time my pussy was not the intended target.  It was my asshole.  Being dry fucked in the ass hurts like a son of a bitch.  I thought for sure that when he finished my anus had been torn.

When they were done having their way with me they cut the ties loose, took the gag out of my mouth, tossed my clothes at me then left.  My nose was throbbing from the pain, as was my head, pussy and poor asshole.  I made my way back home, wiped my ass, and pussy off with a towel and put it in a plastic bag.  I then took a shower, as I was reliving the event in my head I found myself getting wetter and wetter.  It wasn’t from the water, I was getting wet from arousal.

I got out of the shower, grabbed one of my toys and fucked myself with it, hard, just like those two men did.  I found myself cumming over and over.  When I was done, I took the towel and tossed it in the washer.  Other than a bloody nose and a small knot on my head there really wasn’t any physical damage and that would heal.  I just might go for another jog next week after I heal up a little better.  I wonder if they will remember me.