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BDSM chat becomes reality

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I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.

I’m his property

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I was on my knees, begging for mercy. All I wanted was for him to stop the pain. Who knew some bdsm chat would get me here?  A few months back, I began this online relationship with a guy in a BDSM chat room.  Well, I should have known better because one thing led to another, and I let him in my life in so many ways he took total control. It was like he brainwashed me. It began with him promising me it would be tame and sensual BDSM, but in reality, he wanted some brutal shit.  He ensured I would never leave my sight once he got me where he wanted. I was his property from this day forward.  If I ever dared to leave he would kill my family. He promised that I would never be a free girl. Countless nights in pain with tears running down my face and bruises welting even harder. I knew this was my destiny; I belonged in his world only.

Jealous subby sluts

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What’s better than one subby slut? Two two subby sluts of course.  Let me show you what makes me your slave inevitably. Whenever you have a group of girls or one other girl it doesn’t matter just another female around my inner Instinct of being territorial emits.  It’s so hard for me to keep a chill mood.  At first I am threatened and I need you to have the BDSM chat where you berate me and tell me that I don’t have any Authority. In my mind I like to think that I’m your number one but in reality you will never give me that satisfaction. So I have to learn how to play nice and get comfortable with other girls.  Whatever you want you always claim. When I had Clara around she told me that I would be eating her cunt and submitting to her. In some ways I couldnt stop myself from being so wet by being dominated by a subby slut. Clearly it was a battle of the babes and you enjoyed the show.

Dungeon call

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I went down for some secret meeting. As a submissive slut I am taught by my master anything can transpire. Down to the dungeon, I went.  Every time I have to go there, I am always expecting the worst sometimes it’s bad, sometimes it’s terrible other times it’s a surprise that’s not too bad. After being beaten to a bloody pulp all weekend, I dreaded what it could be. The first rule of the torture chamber is don’t complain.  It doesn’t matter if you’re bleeding profusely and you’ve been beaten for hours if you complain or let it be known how unhappy you are, you will be tortured even more. all he wanted was an excellent deep blow job. The kind of Bj that will put him in the best mood ever.  Immediately I went on my knees and began to worship Him and deepthroat him. As a thank you he pissed all over my face and gave me a nice slap to the face.

pain slut

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I know the rules and can’t even go with any guy. My master doesn’t allow me to date anyone or sleep with anyone he disapproves of, and of course, he would never dare to let me do things out of his control. After my semester, I noticed someone who wanted to hang out with me. We started a friendship, and he eventually tried to take me out on dates, but I knew I had to hide my relationship from my master. Bad idea that the sunflower field spot we would meet up became the environment of quite a beating. Bdsm chat was one thing, but now he was going to take me and use me and torture me for fucking another guy. I had to strip my clothes off after he blindfolded me. There in the sunflower field, he made me his punching bag. After fucking me to almost death, he made sure I never did it again,

submissive sex for life

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All the pain of him spanking me and using me and giving me submissive sex that’s all that has me in a doozy. The pain radiates through my body but I still need him I want him I’m obsessed I can’t help it I’m only for him. As he takes over my body and mind and soul and shoves his dick and me with no remorse he calls up on all his friends to use me up. The spanking the choking the abuse will never stop.  I am his and only has and I belong to him for life so he’s going to always let me know with his actions that I have no say so. Now I know that I was born to be a submissive girl

held hostage by a maniac

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All I can think about is when I was held hostage by a deranged man. Since then, I can only climax if I am tied up like a bondage sex slave. A submissive slut like me can no longer see the value in herself. Women should know that men rule. It’s a man’s world, and that’s how it should always be. That’s how it has always been, and that’s how it should always stay. Fuck all this equal rights shit. I want to be beneath a man, Bow Down, doing as he says when he says. My pussycat belongs to men. Now is the time to stop all this foolishness and submit. I want you to choke me until I take my last breath. Show me who is in charge.

beat me to a bloody pulp

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My master forced me to go to some of the wildest sex parties. Over and over again, he would tell me how much of a submissive whore I was born to be. Friends he would invite over to use me didn’t respect me if they all traded me like I was a piece of meat. Whenever I would try to leave he would find a way to get me to stay, and even if he didn’t know that I was planning an escape, he always had a plan to make sure that I wouldn’t even dare find my way up. One time I went to one of these parties, and he beat me to a bloody pulp in front of everyone. All he did was laugh and enjoy my pain while all the other guys and girls used me up. I felt like I was about to be fucked over so severely and left for Dead.

My parents disowned me

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You would never guess that I enjoy being told what to do by men. My holes belong to a dominant, powerful man. You would probably think I’m the girl who loves to rule every situation. Growing up, I always got what I wanted, and my parents spoiled me rotten. After all, Daddy loved having a little girl, but I would soon Rebel. All I wanted was to be treated like less than I am. It was pretty much the craving that I needed to be used, abused, and completely brainwashed.

The other side of town seemed much more my Vibe. It’s like I gravitated toward men who wanted to take from me.

BDSM chat is quite the topic of conversation whenever I start talking to someone from the other side. Of course, I got acquainted with a guy that wanted to use me.

He was very dominant and what I needed. All he wanted was to ruin me and to fuck into pimp me out. My parents disowned me because they didn’t like me being with anyone that’s not up to par with the caliber of what they wanted for me. Now I’m in the dungeon using.

Only submissive sex

 

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My master likes to make sure that I follow all the rules. When he brings over his side piece he likes to make them dominate me and use me up like I am a fucking toy. The one thing I just like more than anything is being abused by a woman. Men on the other hand I have gotten so used to being manhandled and fucked over time and time again.  I sure do love being a submissive slut.  There’s no particular reason why it’s become such a big part of my life I guess it has to do with who I’ve surrounded myself with all this time. Now I just can’t find another way to get off than being abused by someone. When my master brings over his wife she fucks the shit out of me with the strap-on and makes sure that I know my place as a pathetic slut. The moans that come out of my mouth aren’t from pleasure in fact they are from pain. My master loves when I’m in pain because it gets him off every single time. I have to realize that this is what my destiny is all about and I have no other choice but to enjoy and endure all the pain that comes my way.