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My Bondage Addiction: The Master’s Revenge

Hardcore bondage

So, my master had been watching my every move, and boy, did I fuck up. Big time. A lesson was in order, and I was eager to receive it.He began with the ties, binding my wrists and ankles securely. I was at his mercy, a good little sub. He spanked me hard, and the smacks echoed in the room. My ass reddened, he added a gag, and my eyes were covered with a blindfold.I was his toy, and he loved to hear me whine. The anticipation of what was to come left me dripping wet.

He whispered dark promises of vengeance into my ear, and I shuddered in anticipation. The slap of his hands on my ass kept time with my growing moans.But the real fun began when he bent me over. I felt the cold metal of restraints on my wrists, securing me in place. My master wasn’t gentle, and the pain was exquisite.He whipped my exposed back, and I bit down hard on the gag to muffle my screams. He pulled my hair, forcing my head back, and spanked my ass till it was raw.

“You like this, don’t you, slut?” he growled.

I nodded frantically.

He untied my legs, spread them wide, and thrust his hand into my soaking pussy. I was his little cum dumpster, and he made sure I knew it.

Good girls get rewarded; bad girls get punished. I was loving every minute of it!

Dominant Dreams: An Unexpected Adventure

Bondage S&M

         Last night—no, let’s call it what it was: an adventure. An extraordinary, mind-blowing adventure into the world of BDSM.

It started as a normal evening, or so I thought. I was at home, letting my imagination run wild as usual. But this time, something different happened. In walked Michael, my long-time dominant and secret lover. He had a gleam in his eye that signaled this night would be special.

He strode towards me, his confident posture sending shivers down my spine. Without a word, he took my hand and led me to the bedroom. But this time, something was different. He had a mischievous smile, like he’d been planning something naughty.

Michael slowly undressed me, his touches sending electric shocks through my body. But tonight, he had a surprise in store. He pulled out a roll of rope and began tying my hands together. The sight of me, helpless and at his mercy, only seemed to excite him more.

He whispered dirty nothings in my ear, telling me how much he’d craved this moment. I was putty in his hands, ready to submit to whatever he desired. And boy, did he have some desires!

He spanked me, chastising me for being such a naughty girl. The sharp smacks echoed in the room, each one sending pleasure pulses through my core. But that wasn’t all. Michael had more tricks up his sleeve.

He brought out the big guns—a crop and some silky scarves. He blindfolded me, the soft fabric soothing my eyes, before using the crop to tease and tantalize my body. Each snap of the crop sent a jolt of excitement to my soaking wet cunt.

Then, he entered me, and the world melted away. I felt possessed, owned, and damn, it was good. Michael’s dominance took me to places I’d only dreamed of. And when we finished, I knew I’d found a new high I’d crave forever.

This was our little secret, a sinfully delicious adventure into the extreme edges of pleasure.

Rosalie, your confessions are mine.

Prostate Play & Bukkake: My Kinky Phone Sex Tale

 

Prostate milking

Prostate milking? Hell yeah, I’m your girl. Lube, toys, and kinky fun—that’s what I live for. And phone sex? Even better.

I get off on being told what to do, plain and simple. Master, dominate me, tie me up, and strap me down. I’m yours to use as you please—a sexual punching bag, if you will.

Picture this: me, spread eagle, with your cock stretching my pussy wide. My hands are helpless, bound above my head, as you ravage my body. Spanks across my ass only make it better. Hard and rough is how I like it.

But the real kink starts when you milk that prostate. I’m down on my knees, sucking your cock while you’re deep inside my ass. I’ve got a vibrator buzzing against my clit, and my body’s going wild. Cum runs down my chin as you force me to orgasm after orgasm. My ass is on fire, in the best way possible.

Then comes the bukkake show. I’m on my knees, taking your load like a champion. But it doesn’t end there. I’m milking your cock with my fingers, ensuring not a drop goes to waste. Cum drips down my face, and I’m loving the sticky mess.

It’s a kinky circle of pleasure—me pleasing you, you using my body, and then switching roles. I’m in charge of making you cum, milking you dry with my mouth and fingers. That’s the ultimate turn-on.

So, if you want a phone sex session that’ll leave you dripping, look no further. I’m your kinky cum bucket, ready to be used.

Extremely Bound: A Kinky Tale of Bondage Bliss

Let’s dive into a world of complete and utter submission—a world of extreme bondage. Are you ready for this erotic adventure? Buckle up!

I’m talking about ropes, chains, and all sorts of yummy restraints. Mmm, gets me wet just thinking about it!

So, imagine me, all dolled up in the hottest latex number, looking like a complete badass. My date for the night? A mysterious stranger with a fetish for control. Oh, boy!

They blindfold me, adding an element of suspense—I have no idea what’s coming next, and that my friends, is the main course!

The feeling of being tied up, vulnerable, yet empowered, courses through my veins. My captor teases me, running icy fingers down my neck, sending shivers down my spine. Their skilled hands explore my body, tying me up in complex knots of ecstasy.

My senses are heightened, every touch, a lightning bolt of pleasure. I’m their plaything, moaning, struggling—a delicious combination. The crowd roars in approval, encouraging my master to push me further.

And just when I think I can’t take anymore, they unleash a mind-blowing orgasm that makes me see stars. The pleasure’s so intense, I pass out—a smile permanently etched on my face.

Wake up, feeling refreshed, yet hungry for more. That, my friends, is the beauty of extreme bondage!

The Submissive Slut: My Dirty Desire

I’m your little slut, aren’t I? Let me remind you just how much of a slut I can be. It’s like my entire body is yearning for your control, your every desire becomes mine. I live to serve you, Daddy.

I love being your good girl, taking direction from you. When you tell me what to do, it sends a shiver down my spine. I’m wet even thinking about being on my knees for you, waiting for your every command. Biting my lip as you tell me how you’re gonna fuck me.

I want to feel dominated, owned by your every touch. Grab my hair and push me down on your cock, I won’t resist. Thrust into me roughly, show me what a real man does. I love it when you take charge, order me around, and remind me how powerless I am against your will.

But you also know how to tease, don’t you? Keep me begging for more, pleading for your touch. I’m your little plaything, and the thought of being at your mercy gets me so damn wet. Licking your fingers as you snap them in front of my face, reminding me who’s in control.

You own my body, and I fucking love it. Make me your sex slave for the night, leave me soaked and breathless. I want nothing more than to be your submissive slut, taking whatever you can give. And trust me, I can take it all.

My Submission Fantasy: A Tale of Bondage and Submission

As I lay spread-eagled across the cold wooden floorboards of my bedroom in submission position – hands cuffed behind my back by tight ropes – I allow myself to succumb entirely into my submission fantasy.
In my mind’s eye I see him approach me slowly.
He looks at me hungrily – his eyes scanning my naked body from head to toe.
He takes his time examining every curve until he finally speaks:
“Well… What do we have here?”
A shiver runs down my spine at his dominating presence as he looms over me.
“A little submissive whore begging for attention,” he growls softly.
He reaches into his pocket for what seems like an eternity before pulling out a leather strap
“Now listen closely,” he says menacingly while circling me slowly.
“I own every inch of this body – every single drop of blood coursing through these veins.
My heart races eagerly at his commanding words.
Without warning he cracks the strap against my skin.
I cry out at each sharp sting – feeling myself getting wetter by each strike.
He continues unrelentingly until my skin glistens with
His dominance sends spine-tingling shivers through me – filling me up.

Feeder & Eater: A Kinky Feast

 

As your kinky feeder, I’ve got a real treat for you, baby. A delicious feast, an all-you-can-eat buffet, just for you, my hungry lover. I’m your personal chef, and my menu is filled with naughty delights.

I’ll start by tempting your tastebuds with a toe-licking session, dipped in dark chocolate sinfulness. Mmm, yummy in the tummy! Then, I’ll decorate my tits and juicy pussy with whipped cream and cherries—a sweet delicacy just for you.

But the main course is my banana split cunt, dripping with mouthwatering juice. I’ll let you nibble, lick, and suck every inch of it, cleaning every remnant of deliciousness. And the cherry on top? That’s reserved for your tongue to pluck from my ass, leaving me begging for more.

While you’re at it, you can grope and bite me anywhere—I’m all yours. I’m your submissive whore, your personal feeder, here to fulfill your every fetishy desire. Just remember, my lover, you’re the eater, and I’m the delicious feast.

Feast on me, baby. Indulge in every inch and enjoy the ride.

Submissive Whore’s Manifesto: Getting Filthy With Your Dominance

Please, Master, use me as you wish. I’m your submissive whore, here to pleasure you in any way you desire. I’m on my knees, waiting for your command. The dirtier your wishes, the hornier I become.

My hands are quivering as I hold them up, ready to do your bidding. If I falter, I know you’ll punish me, Master. The thought of your discipline makes my heart race and my cunt drip with desire. I’m a good girl, and I’ll keep those books steady, even as your fingers thrust deeply into my soaked pussy.

I’m all yours, Master. Do with me as you will. Punish me, own me, and make me your dirty little whore. I love it when you treat me like the filthy slut I am, pushing me to my limits. Your cock is my addiction, and I yearn for it in places most would find taboo.

“Please, Master, spank me, fuck me, and make me feel your dominance. I want to be your willing slave, a possession to be used for your pleasure. Cum inside me, treat me like an object, and I’ll be your good little slut, forever obedient.”

Cum Gourmet: An Indulgent cum slut phone sex Adventure

 

Cum slut phone sex

Consider me your personal cum chef, a culinary master in the realm of debauchery. The secrets of cum consumption are mine to behold, and I promise you, dear, the meals we’ll share will be extraordinary.

I’ll take your cum in any form—a shot glass toast, a passionate snowball kiss, or straight from the mighty manly source. My knees weak, I’ll devour every drop, leaving you sated and satisfied.

Imagine my tongue, a delicate instrument, probing the depths of your member, extracting the essence of your manliness. Together, we’ll create a symphony of sensations, an eruption of pleasure.

The cum-filled shot glasses will clink in a raunchy toast, a symbol of our decadent delights. I’ll teach you the art of holding and savoring, a tongue twirling, mouth-gurgling spectacle.

My mouth waters at the thought of this indulgent feast. Shall we dive into this cum-stravaganza, a delicious adventure?

Do you wish for a taste, or perhaps a second helping, my dear?

The Worthless Whore’s Delight: A Bare bottom spanking Story

Some might see it as odd—the joy of a bare bottom spanking. But when you’re as worthless as me, it’s a privilege. It means my master deigns to notice me, to bestow his energy upon me. So, when he has a tough day, and I hear that crisp command, “Get out that cage, now!” I beam with submissive delight.

Crawling out of my humble abode, I anticipate the pleasure ahead. Bending over his ample lap, I present my bare bottom, quivering with anticipation. And then, the first crisp smack echoes through the room. I bite my lip, the pain a welcome friend, a sign of his attention.

Each smack is a testament to his mood, his feelings, his very essence. I feel chosen, special, as the paddle connects with my skin, again and again. The stinging sensation is music to my submissive ears, a symphony of servitude.

My master’s strong hands deliver each blow with authority, and I absorb them, reveling in my role. The game, the dance, it excites me—the raw power exchange. My bottom flames with warmth, but I yearn for more, always more.

He knows how to push my buttons, does my master. “You’re a good girl,” he coos, his tone contrasting the firmness of his spanks. I melt, my heart fluttering, as his praise sinks in. I’m not worthy, I think, but the contradiction fuels my masochistic joy.

And so, the spanking ritual continues, an timeless dance of dominance and submission, pleasure intertwined with pain.

Are there any changes you’d like me to make? Remember, this is just the beginning—the world of kink awaits!