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Extreme bondage slave trembles as the Master’s piercing gaze rakes over my spread-eagled form. The cruel leather cuffs and the rope that spreads me apart are biting into my tender flesh.
My legs are wide open in a lewd display.
My breath catches in my throat as he strides closer, his massive cock already swelling with a hunger that brooks no refusal.
How I got here flashes through my mind like a caravan of shame. The moment my lips wrapped around a friend’s husband’s throbbing shaft without permission, I was doomed.
I tried to tell this guy I needed to ask my Master, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. My friend’s husband knows what a submissive slut I am and didn’t care what I said.
Of course, while this guy is fucking my throat, who enters the room? Of course, my Master. Now, I pay the price for my wantonness, helpless as he steps between my open thighs, his heavy balls slapping against my exposed pussy with a sickening smirk.
“Filthy dumb slut,” he growls, his hot breath fanning my face. ” Did you think you would get away with that?” Slaps my pussy as hard as he can. “You know the rules – no touching without my consent. But here you are, drooling over another man’s cock like the dirty cock-whore you are.” Another slap, but this time he uses his belt. My clit stung, and I could feel the heat rising from the pain.
His words cut deep, but those slaps to my pussy cut even deeper. He knows how much I hate getting spanked by the belt. It was something I had to endure when I was younger, and he loves to use it against me.
He is so brutal about it, too. I guess I deserve it, though. After he beats my pussy with the belt, his dick is going to beat it even more.
Master’s thrusts his cock into me, probing my defenses, and ripping me apart with his powerful cock. I whimper softly, my body arching up in a futile attempt to escape the impending invasion, but it’s a fruitless effort.
I scream, and the pain ignites a wildfire in my veins, my inner walls clamping down around him like a vice as he sets a merciless pace, pounding into me with a ferocity that threatens to shatter my very bones. “Take it, you stupid Bondage whore, you’re lucky I don’t fuck you to death!” I took it, and I was very grateful to Master that I could serve his cock another day!
A Submissive slut place is on her knees or bound for the Master. I am his to command, to bruise, to bleed. His piercing gaze saw through my façade, into the depths of my sick desires. I offered myself to him, a willing vessel for his kinky whims, aching to be dominated, to be broken and remade in his image.
And so he took me, claimed me as his own, his plaything to be used as he saw fit. At first, it was a pleasure, intense and overwhelming, as he explored every inch of my body, every crevice and cavity screaming for his touch. But as time passed, his needs grew darker, his desires more sadistic.
He wanted to see me bleed, to hear my sobs of pain. I was scared to bleed, but I knew my place and let him beat me black and blue. Mercilessly, he used his hands to pummel me and choke me. Tied me up and whipped me with his belt, and until the blood started dripping down my thigh. I am a lucky Submissive Whore to have a Master who will make me suffer so much.
Bondage whore for the whole office is now my official position. It all started when that catty colleague of mine got jealous of all the attention I received. I never did anything to her. I have this certain, je ne sais quoi that draws people in. But she found out about my secret life and decided to expose me to the whole office, just to make herself feel better. And now, I’m the whore that everyone, including the big boss, loves to torture.
Now, I’m the office’s favorite plaything. Even the guys who used to give me weird looks are lining up to tie me up and have their way with me. The boss is a wild man; he’s not just content with using me for a quick fuck. No, he takes his time, making sure I’m thoroughly debased and broken before he even enters me. He stuck the most enormous butt plug I’ve ever seen, and hours later, made the whole office watch me suck it.
That wasn’t the end of his fun either. He ordered every guy in the office to fuck my ass and shoot cum inside me. It was after like 20 guys shot their loads into me that he fucked me so hard all that cum was splashing everywhere. It was such a fucking mess, I never had to suck so much cum off a cock before. But that’s my job now, and I’ll be the best Submissive slut there is.
Extreme bondage is always an intense ride, but when you don’t expect it, it can be hell. So a friend of mine set me up with a party at a millionaire’s house. When I look back, she was acting shady, but I was so dazzled by the idea that I just ignored it. I made sure to dress in something alluring, hoping to impress him.
It all happened so fast. The butler led me into a large basement room. Then the host showed up, a striking man with piercing eyes and a commanding presence. He came out naked, with a huge hard-on. When he ordered me to get naked, I did without a word. I felt so flustered and scared, but I couldn’t help but listen to his commands. He then directed me to take a seat on the floor, where he proceeded to tie me up.
The restraints were tight, cutting into my skin. I was bound, exposed, and at his mercy. He wanted to be sure that every moment I was there with him, I would suffer.
Over the hours that followed, he subjected me to an intense and relentless onslaught of sensation. Electric shocks stung my whole body. He slapped me, spit in my face. My body was his to do whatever he wanted.
He brought me to the edge of an orgasm and held me there. When he saw the tears pouring out of my eyes, he permitted me to cum, but even that was painful because he made me do it over and over. He employed every tool imaginable to heighten my arousal and prolong the experience. Whips, paddles, and Stimulators-all used with a precision that left me a soggy mess, and it made him so proud. He knew he had me forever.
I felt forced into this Slave training regime, but I knew there was no way I could resist. I am a submissive whore, and I have to stay true to that, even if the orgasms make me suffer.
A good
Cock worshiping girl is submissive and craves the most extreme forms of bondage. Power and unyielding control belong to my Master. And when he puts my collar on really tight, my gash is so slick with wetness. I know my place, and that is at Master’s feet.
Being bound, gagged, and left at the mercy of his strength makes me feel so alive. Just the anticipation of him forcing his cock in me is enough for me to cum. But I am not allowed to without permission. I have to tell him when I feel like I have to cum, but he always tells me to hold it. The bite of his leather straps brings me to the brink, but I hold it in, just like Master ordered.
When he pulls me closer to him with my chain leash, I don’t hesitate; I open my mouth wide, and he pushes his throbbing cock in my throat. He will pull the leash so tight that I can’t move my head up for air. He will face fuck me to the point that I gag and gasp for air. I always feel like I am about to lose consciousness. It’s Extreme bondage play that really gets him hard. When he makes me suffer to his satisfaction is when he pounds his cock in my holes. At that point, it hurts so bad because I really want to cum. No, he says, he fucks me harder, and when he goes off, it’s a bomb of cum inside me. And I’m still begging!
Submissive sex mindset washes over me like a soothing balm. Your cock, rigid and commanding, is a vision for a sub slut like me. I need a dominant man to surrender to, to make me gag hard! It’s such a relief to submit to your alpha cock, sir. Slap it hard across my face.
Choke me out like the filthy whore I am. It’s not a protestation, but a plea – a vow to surrender completely to your will. My throat, a bottomless pit as you so eloquently put it, stands ready to swallow you whole. The very thought of gagging on your length only fuels my arousal.
I part my lips, tongue extended, as if beckoning you to enter my mouth. Your musky scent envelops me, and I inhale deeply, savoring the heady aroma. When your dick finally sinks past my teeth, I welcome it with a moan, the vibrations humming around the shaft. I begin to bob my head, taking you deeper with each movement.
Your hands pull my hair, guiding me as you start to thrust. The pace is deliberate, hard pumps deeper down my throat. With each push, I feel myself yielding, opening wider, accommodating your girth. My eyes water, but I don’t resist. I shove it down harder, making those tears pour down my face.
The build of pressure in my throat is exquisite, a delicious edge of discomfort that teeters on the brink of pleasure. Then, with a final, firm drive, I gag. The sensation is intense, almost painful, yet I revel in it. It’s a physical manifestation of my submission, a reminder of my place as your willing slave.
As you hold me there, cock buried in my convulsing throat, I feel a rush of surrender. I am so grateful when you make me your throat goat! I work very hard to please you, sir. I am the cum rag that will drain you completely and take your abuse! It’s everything I’ve ever wanted, Daddy! Claim me, own me, and I am always yours. I’ll do anything, make me suffer, I deserve it! I will give anything for the attention of a mean hardcore Master.
I remain still, body trembling, as you begin to move again. Each thrust is a declaration of dominance, a reminder that I am yours to command. I am your Submissive sex slave, happy to choke on your dick, eager to drink down every inch of your cum.
I’m such a lucky Submissive slut to be your devoted sex slave! It is my sacred duty to serve you, body, soul, and every intimate fiber of my being. I am a vessel meant to be filled by your power, your presence, and your divine cock.
Breathless and pleading, I attend to you on my knees, my tongue eagerly lapping at the engorged head of your erection. You are my God, and the taste of your precum on my lips is a gift to me. I don’t beg for mercy or respite, for it is not my place to crave such frivolities. No, my goal is singular: to gorge myself on your massive cock until you are utterly spent. My throat is unrecognizable from the violent fucking of your hard, fat cock!
As you force your cock deeper, choking out my gasps and whimpers with each brutal thrust, I can feel my whore cunt dripping down my thighs. You get me so wet with a good face fucking, I want it all the time! I zone out when my lips compress around the girth of your shaft, my nose pressed hard into your pubic bone as I strive for the Cock worshiping you deserve! I live for your unbridled lust. And I will never resist, not even when my vision blurs and my lungs burn for air.