I was so humiliated, my master/sir had me tied down and made me suck his cock while his furry friend licked my asshole and cunt. My master made me eat out the bowl used to feed his four legged companion and I was made to be his bitch He said since I was such a good little itch that he was going to breed us. I was tied down in the position that gave his furry friend complete access to smell and sniff my pussy, my asshole and lick me inside and out. I was then straddled by him and he inserted his non human cock into my pussy, as he was thrusting and kept popping out of me he would go between holes and my pussy and asshole were his personal playground to make mini barkers . When his furry companion was done fucking my holes and my master had shot his load into my throat, they left me there dripping in human and barker cum. It was so humiliating.
I did not mean any of what I just said, I am so grateful to have you in my life. This is what I had to keep saying over and over after I had the audacity to accuse my boyfriend of cheating on me when he came home late. I should have known better to talk like that to him. He then reminded me that it did not matter if hew was out late or had cheated. He showed me that he comes home and always takes care of me.
He reminded me that my hot tight ass, my cunt slit and pussy were all his and that he will always come home to this because nobody lets him do what I do to me. I am his sweet little fuck whore and my mouth should be full of his cock and balls, not harsh words. H e showed me exactly what I needed to be reminded of so I think twice before I let accusations leave my lips.
My sir/master enjoys watching me tell others what to do and torturing them. I have to be careful though because my master expects me to be able to to lead by example. If I am willing to dish out a punishment for my masters enjoyment, then he expects me to be willing to show I can handle it first. If I do not do as my master says I am held responsible and he punishes me first. My master is fond of playing with me while he inflicts just enough pain to get his point across and teach me these valuable lessons. I get the honor of setting an example for these girls and my master is caring enough to even give me the idea of a little control to pick what these other girls get to experience. I just must be willing to endure it myself first. I am so willing and ready that I will endure, especially so me and master can come together.
I am not new to the sweet release of letting another person control my movements. I find pleasure in letting someone control my sexual release and how many time I can come from the pleasure of both pain and exotic feelings. My very first master or sir as he had me call him was very gifted at showing me what I needed to know and how to follow directions so that the experience was pleasurable for both of us. I learned very quickly not to talk back, or get any pleasure with out first seeking his approval.
I feel that I have mastered the art of being the perfect little slut and I know exactly how to take orders to be an obedient little whore that a master seeks and needs to make his every fantasy come true. It is a great gift to be able to be the ass hole or cunt that someone takes their aggression out on because they need a release. Its a very pleasurable experience to be whipped, beaten, gagged, fucked and tortured with devices and cocks to someone else’s will. I take pride in being the submissive whore of someone and giving in to complete control of the Bondage and submission they give me.
I had the most amazing experience of my life last night with my master. He took me to limits not only physically but also spiritually. I could swear that I had an out of body experience last night at some point between the time my master had me by my throat and was sticking that cattle prod up my cat and the electrocution shock pads that were on my inner thighs and pussy lips.
I felt a whole new level of sexual awareness and just how much pain really can be pleasurable. I felt like I had become one with my master and I could feel the rage and the lust that he had for me while he rammed his massive throbbing cock down my throat while plugging my nose. I have never felt so helpless but so powerful at the same time. I knew that in that moment I was his release and my body and what he was doing to it was saving him from his own emotional demons. That is a special bond and I am so grateful to my master for letting me be his tool to release all that anger.
I saw a man the other day being led around by a woman who was clearly wearing the pants. I think she needs a reminder of what the roles are supposed to be. I would never speak to a man the way she was, letting her boss him around like that. Any man I know would have slapped me into next Sunday for even looking at them the wrong way.
The last time I got mouthy with a man, I was tied up for four days with no food or water, taken out every 6 hours and ass gapped forcefully by a man with a big fat black cock, and he enjoyed hearing me rip and scream from the pain of his massive stick popping in and out of my asshole. He would then throw me back in and told me I would never speak to him in such a manner because I was only as good as the cunt between my legs, made for fucking and that’s it. Damn that girl obviously never met him.
My wrists and ankles are so soar from being tied up last night, they are still raw and the rope even cut threw a little bit. My pussy is still convulsing from how many times I came last night as well, my knees wont stop shaking and all I can do is think about how good its gonna feel to do it all over again tonight. I want my legs to be hogtied behind me while my hands and writs are behind my back.
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I want to feel the rope dig into my skin as I wiggle and try to get away from the delightful pain that my master applies in whatever manner he sees fit to my body. I want to feel like the dirty little slut I know I am. I need to be punished for being this horny. and I want my body to feel every ounce of the pounding and pain that I kno
w I am gonna get.
I was told to pack my things. I started to cry and Master gave me a good whipping giving me something to cry about. I out lived my usefulness and he couldn’t teach me anything else about being a submissive. He traded me to another Master whose submissive is very stubborn. My new Master doesn’t seem to have the balls to train his bitch. Those are Master’s words not mine. I know better then to say such a thing. Any way I go to him and his submissive is coming here. I have no doubt that she is going to have a hard way to go, especially if she is disobedient. Punishment here is no joke and it is in one’s best interest to stay humble, never make eye contact and do exactly as you are told with out the slightest deviation. Out of the corner of my eye I can see chains and locks and whips being brought in. It’s almost time.
You said you wanted a submissive whore, but do you know how to be a Dom? Have you thought about what it takes to train a submissive whore and mold her into the perfect subby for you? There is more to this relationship them just bondage or punishment. What kind of Sub do you need to make you happy and what kind of Dom do you need to be to achieve that?
I know just what my Master wants and needs from me and I make sure that he is pleased with me at all times. He is moody and can go from being a kind and loving Master to showing no mercy at all if he is not happy.
He opens the door to find me with my back towards him, on my knees, hands on my thighs palms up, my hair down around my shoulders, totally naked and my eyes lowered. His drink is made and waiting for him and sitting on the table by the door. He can smell dinner cooking in the kitchen.
I do not move until he tells me to and I still don’t know if tonight i will dine with him at the table or at his feet under the table. This is the kind of submissive whore he needs me to be.
I know when it is time to put my bare ass up in the air for bare bottom spankings. It makes my cunt so fucking wet every time his hand comes down and meets my ass. I love the way my skin feels as the heat creeps in. I know he leaves his hand prints on my skin and I am marked as his property.
He soon gets tiered and his hands begin to sting. I dare not look but I can hear him open the drawer and remove my special paddles. I can feel my pussy quivering with anticipation for what is about to happen.
I don’t know if he took out the thick black ones for my bare bottom spankings or if he took out the wooden ones. They both mark me with some kind of derogatory term like slut, bitch, or whore.
He turned me over and gave me that look. His eyes danced with a mixture of excitement and lust. He gently stroked my hair and said, “This will bring us as much pleasure as it does pain my little Slave.”
As always I couldn’t stop the cum from squirting out of my pussy as he turned me over for the final step of my bare bottom spankings foreplay and the fucking he would give my cunt when he was done.
