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Tie The Knot And Make Me Yours

Submissive Slut

I find being a submissive slut makes it easy for me to teach those who are new to domination. It’s not something I do often but sometimes there is an eager attractive young stud that wants to learn to make me his. I normally teach the art of bondage first, because the power my masters have felt tying me up in any position they desire is often the one that gets them hooked. Recently a young new master has been coming over every other weekend if I’m free to learn and to dominate me. I completely submit to him but not before a little lesson on how to tie the knots just right. 

Starting with the basic frogtie so he can use a simple knot to bound my hands behind my back and then open my legs. Bonding my ankles against my thighs which gives him very easy access with me in the nude to my pussy. To do anything he wished. He could lick, bite, whip, and fuck it however he wanted. The knots were tight, I wasn’t going anywhere. He knew that when he was done with me he could just leave me there. He started with his tongue, got it wet teased me with pleasure, and then grabbed a small whipping crop from the shelf and whacked my pussy repeatedly until it was red and swollen. Ignoring my whimpers, continuing until he was satisfied. Only stopping to ram his cock into my beaten pussy until he unloaded his cum inside me. With each new lesson, I can feel him becoming more confident and eager to do more to me. All he needed was a true submissive whore to teach him.

Slave Training Glory Holes

Slave Training

Master has taken me lots of places for my slave training. One time, I burnt Master’s food. It was an honest mistake, but I know better. Making a mistake means I have to be punished, that I’m a failure otherwise. I brought the charred ribeye to my master, my knees shaking as I closed my eyes. Waiting for my punishment, I heard a deep growl from his throat. His hand slapped me across the face, and I fell onto my bruised legs, pressed against the cold hardwood floor.

“Worthless Bitch,” He spat at me, “Maybe someone will find a fucking use for you.” I felt his hand grab me by the hair and throw me into the dark, windowless closet. I don’t know how long I stayed there, maybe a few hours, maybe a day. It was until a blade poked my side and I moved away from the door that I saw any light. My master carved a hole into the door. I assumed that maybe he might give me some water or food through it, but as I moved my face closer to look out, a large black cock shoved its way through, rubbing against my cheek. 

“Make my friends happy slut, and maybe I’ll let you out.” I heard my master demand, so like the good cumslut I was, I opened my mouth, and wrapped my lips around the huge dick. I pushed my head down, forcing myself not to gag on the enormous girth. I heard several voices outside the door, talking about how they couldn’t wait to use me. It felt like forever that I sucked that cock before he came all over my face, covering one of my eyes. As I went to wipe it off, another man entered the hole. He banged on the door, “I want to feel your stretched whore pussy”. I obeyed, as I always do, and backed my quim up against him, thrusting my hips back. He stretched me, and couldn’t help but scream as I thought about all those men outside, waiting to fill my pussy up with their seed.

Submissive Whores Don’t Have A Choice

Submissive whore

It was chilly that night after work I decided to head on down to a little local bookstore. I had a craving to be lost inside a fantasy novel, it didn’t occur to me that I would be tempting fate by doing something just for me. As I was leaving the store a man grabbed me and dragged me around a corner. I went with little fight and when he thrust me against the cold brick wall I realized it was one of my old masters. He sneered at me as he started to undo his belt and pants. “Who let the whore out of her cage” he hissed shoving his hand up my skirt, pushing my panties to the side. 

“It’s been too long, little whore” his hot breath blew in my face and despite being startled I couldn’t help but get wet with excitement. “Yea submissive whores don’t have a choice to say no” he teased me as he shoved his hot thick cock up inside my wet hairy pussy. Thrusting up inside me over and over causing my backside to be scratched up by the bricks. The stinging of each scrap and continued burning only added to the intensity of my orgasms as he continued to fuck me. Finally, he couldn’t hold back and blew his thick white load of cum into my cunt. After a moment to catch his breath, he pulled out of me and started shoving his cock back into his pants as he spat at my feet. “Don’t be surprised if I make a house call soon little whore” he teased eyeing his cum dripping down my thighs from under my skirt. Smirking as he left me there. 

Bright and Red

Bare bottom spankings

I remember my first bare bottom spanking well, it was part of my original training. My father had decided it was time for me to feel real pain with my everyday humiliation. He called all the men into my room and he began to undress me. Exposing my flat chest and tiny hard nipples, I turned bright red all over as their eyes seemed to burn into me. Daddy pulled down my pants and panties, swatting at my little bald cunt as they fell to my ankles. I remember being scared, that fear is something that excites me now though. Because now I know what followed. 

He pulled me down across his legs making sure my ass was prominent and the rest of me just hung upside down. Before I knew it his hand was smacking, again and again across my bare little ass. It went on for a long time no matter how much I cried and begged. Promising to be a good girl. The stinging became sharper each and every firm smack across my little butt. Every time I tried to look up at my brother and uncles watching they would only snicker at me. Complimenting my father on teaching me my place while I was young. I remember once it was over I couldn’t sit still it hurt so much, the marks became bruises over time. Daddy spent weeks making sure those bruises didn’t fade, not until he was satisfied I had learned to understand pain was part of my life now.

The Overhead Center Piece

Bondage and submission

Being a bondage and submission whore I should be used to chains, and ropes but sometimes I’m just outright treated like a wild animal. Something about it actually makes me feel beastly, it’s arousing. He slipped that metal chain around my neck, it was heavy but I kept my eyes on his showing little discomfort. As he pulled me forward with a yank, it sent a surge down my spine leaving tingling in my legs as I felt my clit swell as my pussy grew moist. Pulling the chain harder until he position my naked body where he wanted. 

He hooked the chain onto the wall, and I had to balance on a thin wooden rail as the cool air caused my body to tremble. I watched him walk down the stairs to the poker table below. I looked on as he played with his buddies all night, as they would look up and taunt me on and off. My cunt juices dripped down onto their table as they ordered me to cum repeatedly for their entertainment.

Daddys Mockery

Cheap phone sex

My daddy mocks me for being a cheap phone sex whore. Even with a job, I can’t stop myself from doing what he brought me into this world to do. To be a servant to men and their cocks for money. With daddy fully aware of my extracurriculars he’s now making me give him a cut of my submissive phone whore earnings. After all, he gets a cut from all the men he brings home to use and abuse me. The slave training really has stuck I must say, when I was more willful I dreamed of escaping daddy. 

Now I can’t imagine leaving from under his control every dirty secret I hide, he knows. He heard me moaning loudly on the phone when a caller was making me whip my own cunt. The moment I hung up daddy was there to plunge his cock into my swollen pussy. To punish me for trying to hide using the body he made to make money without his knowledge. I was a stupid fucking whore to think he wouldn’t find out. Daddy gave me hard bare-bottom spankings for over ten minutes to make sure it would welt up and sting well. So as I typed this I would remember what a used-up fuck toy I am. Daddy wants me to beg more men to come to punish me.

Office Bondage

Bondage and submission

As a good submissive slut I’m no stranger to bondage and submission. Got a crash course from my earlier life and it’s only followed me to every other avenue in my life. Most recently my newest spill into the world of ropes and their stinging comforting burns began at my place of work. My boss found out on the side that I’m a submissive phone sex whore. Shouldn’t be surprised my secrets were never well hidden, and as much as I try to stay away from letting strange men use and abuse me I just can’t. 

Mr. Simmons called me into his office and pulled up all of what he found. His dead stare gave me chills as I believe I was about to be fired. Then he gave a crooked smile “Obviously the company wouldn’t be happy to know that one of the secretaries to a top executive is nothing more than a phone whore. However, I don’t have to tell them. As long as you are willing to show me what a good submissive slut you are”. He reached behind his chair to pull out a bundle of black nylon rope. “On your knees and take off that hideous blouse” he hissed. 

My body trembled as he approached, grabbing a fistful of my hair to force me to look up at him. “Hands” he snapped. Holding my hands up he begin to tie them up and continued to rope my body, dragging me to a chair. Throwing me across it to finish tie my legs up and open on the back of it. Yanking my skirt and tearing my panties in the process. He started by giving me multiple hard firm spankings across my ass, before dropping his pants and showing his cock deep into my dripping wet cunt. Fucking me blowing his load inside me and continued to fuck me until the cum was becoming nice and frothy around his cock. Finally pulling out to bring it to the other side to force me to suck his cock clean.

Extreme fetish phone sex with slutty whore

Today I found myself flooded with cum and then tossed aside to another group of guys, it was Extreme fetish phone sex and I was ready to have a use for the evening that didn’t involve being abused by my daddy. Jerking and slurping and having my everything stuffed with thick dick so hard and filling I could still feel them even when they pulled out from how far I was stretched. It was more like a song of lust orchestrated on my pretty young body than any normal sex. Afterwards I was told to stay and blow the whole band and their massive cocks. As a slave I’d never be able to say no to such a set of Erotic submissive stories, in fact, I liked that image so much I closed my eyes to pretend that’s what was happening, that these studs were grateful musicians or artists or maybe even football players and not some trailer trash my master took some cash from to use me as a fuck toy for the evening, only proficient in the instrument of my body and my moans. My fantasies were not very long-lived, a slap to my cheek woke me from them almost instantly, only for my eyes to widen when I saw that what hit me wasn’t a hand at all but a cock so enormous, so powerful, that I knew whatever sperm it managed to shoot – if I even survived the fuck that was about to happen – would be strong enough to give an infertile slut triplets. I’d have to be careful and try to satisfy him with my lips. The first struggle was going to be figuring out a way to fit that thing in my mouth to begin with, and the second was going to be having space left on my face after his cum overflowed out my nose for the rest of this group to add to the massive facial I was about to receive. I opened wide and got ready for some super slutty, fucked up and fantastic Bukkake phone sex with a dick so wide my sopping cunt hurt just thinking about it.

Sexy bondage whore

I found myself in chains and tight leather today, Sexy bondage as far as I was concerned. My master-daddy gave me to a man who felt like I wasn’t up to his preferences and I needed to be whipped a little, given a mouthpiece while he fucked my hot slutty mouth. It wasn’t needed of course, but somehow that made it like torture. It got in the way, I was unable to lick, squeeze or even properly suck him down and that made it hurt because I wanted that, needed him to fuck my mouth while I sucked and drained his balls. He didn’t let me, he was in control, I was just a slave and by the grin on his face he knew what I wanted and took great pleasure in not giving it to me. Slave training was the name of the game today and I was born ready for it. My body shook with a little fear, my eyes were doe like and pleading, and I misbehaved ever so slightly by trying to pull away so he had an excuse to grab the back of my head by my hair and begin to ream my throat in a bid for twisted obedience. My insides quivered at that, my slutty whore fuck hole was cumming from the abuse and suddenly all I could wish for is that he’d lift me up, pump me full of thick master cum and begin spanking me during some Spanking chat. I didn’t want to be in control, I wanted his power, and I was so grateful he took everything from me one step at a time. He didn’t pump me like I wanted, he didn’t even let me drink his cum, he pulled out and covered my face like the whore I was and gave me a good slap for even thinking otherwise. I whined lowly, begging, and he took just enough pity on me to pretend like he was going to lift me up before he got to whipping again.

Deserving Of Bare Bottom Spankings

Bare bottom spankingsMy favorite form of punishment is bare bottom spankings. The sharp stings of the bare hand connecting onto my soft ass leaving a stinging sensation that shoots and spreads goosebumps all over my body. That’s just on the first spank, then comes another and another. Sometimes slow as you savor the power, other times fast as you can releasing your full fury onto my vulnerable behind. Feeling the welt of your handprint begin to cover my ass, the heat of the skin reacting to the constant impact leaves my pussy juices slowly pooling out of me. Spending chunks of my free time thinking what it would take for you to find me deserving of bare bottom spankings this time. Or what type of act must I commit to be punished severely with harsh smacks on my ass. Should I be fully dressed when you come home, will that offend you? Should I neglect my chores, tell you no, or maybe I should simply ask for it? No I could never be so bold to try to request how to expend your power over me. Please forgive my free thoughts as they overflow, I know better. I’m sorry master.

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