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Slave Training

Slave TrainingEvery good slave needs to know their place. This is what my master has told me. Knowing that I am cheating on my husband makes me wonder about another punishment. Walking to my master I sit at his feet. Eagerly waiting for the collar to be put on. Asking without permission to speak would garner punishment. Perhaps punishment is something that wouldn’t be so bad. Feeling the crack of his hand on my bare ass. Just thinking about it has me squirming on the floor. The collar. He has my collar. Here is comes. Yes, I have my collar. Master is holding my leash. Being his bitch, I am to remain on all fours. Only allowed to walk when given permission to stand to walk.

This well-trained slave has taken many beatings, anxiously waits for her master to give a command. Getting hot, horny, and needing the pleasure of sucking on my masters’ cock. Making him cum. Swallowing all his cum down my throat.  Master walks and I crawl on my hands and knees, waiting for the reward. Silently begging him to whip. Feeling that whip lash over my pussy. It throbs. Will today be the day that I am put in the stocks? Sure, hope so. It is! Finally, the reward of punishment is here.

My neck and wrists are closed around. Knees on the cushioned bench. Oh master please. Knowing what is coming. The feel of his cock pressing into my ass. Not my cunt. No lube. Still my pussy throbs. This orgasm is going to be one of the greatest. The reward of the stocks, padded cushion, then to be fucked in the ass. Thoughts of my husband are gone as my master takes control of my body, mind, and soul.

Being admired as a Bondage Whore

Bondage whoreI’ve always believed my pussy was very pretty for a bondage whore, but having my lips held open by clamps and a flashlight aimed down between my nethers wasn’t something I’d expected. Not even when he started fucking me with the thick ass flashlight and taking relish in the surprised expressions I managed. “There’s a camera.” He explained, like that gave away the entire game and I just suddenly understood why there was a light beam in my cunt instead of his dick. That was until he flipped his phone for me and showed me what my insides look like when they’re being plundered rapidly. So pink and wet, so deep and gripping. “Beautiful.” He’d said, which was mood altering, since I was pretty sure I was here to be tortured, not be exposed to the pussy equivalent of cock worshiping. It suddenly clicked to me that this session was going to be an odd one, and that made me happy. Not because I dislike normal, painful, wondrous sessions that leave my mouth watering just to think about and get your dick hard just thinking about pulling it on me. I just, new is special to me, it gives me experience and holds a place in my heart. “Alright, you ready to get fucked, slut?” Or maybe it’d be pretty normal after his amazement died down, because his cock was huge and I was pretty sure he planned to punish me using it, and the pounding gave my body shivers just thinking about. “Just gonna take a few more pictures.” I thought the camera was taking video, and maybe it well was, but seeing it snap pictures that’d surely rest on his phone forever, being something he stroked to nightly and fantasized about long after I was gone, that made me cum. I gave him a show, let his camera get a sight of my depths at their best for the erotic submissive stories he’d surely tell.

Soft bondage gets me over the edge just like any hard dick

Soft bondageStrapped down with a brush slipping over my tits and teasing me until I’m a discomforted mess, I knew I couldn’t ask for anything different than soft bondage. I risk everything every day, and every dangerous moment or breath I give to someone else makes it all feel worth it. I take great bliss in the uncomfortable, in being teased and used. I feel amazing when I can barely breathe and my every nerve is singing at me. I need to be used and somehow this guy knew exactly what he had to do to get me down on the table with straps tied up all over me. My legs spread, my juices leaking onto the table with every tease, my naked body the showpiece for him and his friends. He’s got others staring at me, using me, appeasing their own whims while pushing me past boundaries I didn’t know I had. Too bad those boundaries will be gone by the time they’re done using their submissive whore, just a memory of a stuck-up girl I didn’t know I was. I’m always pushing further, growing more into myself and becoming kinkier. Every day is another step into a taboo-less valley of urges and desires met at every turn. I’m grateful for the experience, even if every touch and tease and abuse brings me just a little further from my husband. I used to be such a nice and cute girl, a wallflower without the slightest idea what this kind of world was like. Maybe that’s why I got addicted so fast, why my urges exploded and the next thing I knew my pussy was my main attraction and my pretty fast was no longer important. Fuck, I need this, I need to be treated like the whore I really am. It makes me feel so real and in the moment to be tortured, even if just a little. I can’t get anything like this with my normal husband, even if I wish he’d change his ways and realize what a submissive slut like me needs.

Bondage and submission are how any good cheating date should end.

Bondage and submissionMy latest cheating date was going so well, up until it ended up going so much better with Bondage and submission. We went back to his apartment and he immediately ambushed me with enough bondage gear to make my whole body quiver. Chained up against his reinforced wall, I couldn’t do anything but anticipate exactly what kind of torture he was going to bring down upon me. I was soaked just thinking about it. The anticipation is half of what makes moments like this so precious. I can’t get things like this from my husband, even if I wish I could. That cutie whipping me would be the best orgasm I ever had. It seemed like I was about to get that from this man instead and his erotic bondage stories, when he came back with clamps and a battery. It didn’t look dangerous, but he did. He was tall and burly, his shirt off showing off rippling muscles. Somehow I felt like the riding crop at his waist was going to hurt a lot more than whatever he had in store for those clamps. The torture addict in me was wide-eyed and salivating, only not playing with my wet pussy because I was chained up and unable to use my hands. I rubbed my legs together what little I could, I focused on his hands as they got close. He was silent, stoic, it was actually really creepy as he got ready to unleash his pent-up desires on me. For a moment I wondered if I was leaving this apartment or if this was going to be my permanent future. They’d look for me sure, but they’d never figure it out. They’d probably blame my husband, they always blame the spouse. I’d ruin our both lives just like that… At least I’d be cumming forever, and that massive dick I could see him packing would surely help with that, if not the extreme bondage I was about to face.

Cum slut phone sex whores lure you in to take advantage of them

Cum slutI knew he was there well before he even knew what he was doing. My allure drawing him into my room well into the night to take advantage of my cum slut phone sex body. I’d left my door slightly ajar, so that his big dick would draw him in like a sniffer might great food. I’d slept nude, my blanket slightly off of me so I showed off in just the right way. He’d started feeling my tits, really squeezing them in his palms and rolling them with his wrists. I had to hold back a giggle at knowing I’d had him in my trap. He was mine, always had been, and now I knew I’d get everything I wanted out of him. He’d climbed up onto the bed to straddle my soft waist before long. He couldn’t help himself much when he looked at my luscious body laid out for him like I was, ready to be abused to light bondage. He’d released himself and was rubbing his big cock against my hard nipples with relish, playing with them while trying to figure out exactly what cute move he’d do next with free reign and access to one of his favorite girls in the whole world. I was so vulnerable it made me a soaked mess aching for dick deep and ready to go off at a moment’s notice. I had to hold back from reaching up, grabbing his hair, and pulling him in for a kiss. I had to lay there and let him begin to fuck my massive tits instead, a dangerous game working itself out right on top of me. His every buck came with a groan, his balls slapping against my bouncing titties. I’d have his cum soon. I’d drag it from his youthful body and take it in until I was more than satisfied, my rape phone sex fantasies would get their fill.

Cock worshiping is my new natural state as a cheating whore

Cock worshipingSucking a dick and Cock worshiping is something I think most people could do with improvement on. There’s something special about running my tongue along his glands, and sucking him into my mouth with a nice long stroke. I sucked him hard, rubbed him against each of my cheeks, sucked them in and started pumping my head all along his thick fuck meat.  Love a good cock in between my lips. I can’t stand life without dick, my average time in between fucks is a painful occurrence I only manage because I know it’s coming, just like he will be. I wouldn’t be going behind my husband’s back if he’d give me more, but I understand his limits, and sad as it might be, that means to stay with him I have to accommodate. I have to cheat, I have to play with cocks like these, because if I don’t I can’t stay. I’ll have to leave and go become some cum swapping gutter slut or whore house needy bitch. I worship what’s given to me, I love him and I love this cock too. My thoughts are scrambled, always are these days, ever since I got wrecked by a strange man for the first time. Maybe I could spice things up at home, and I will, but it’ll never feel as good as sucking the cum out of this random guy like he’s a straw for my desires.

Tie this cheater down for Bondage and submission

Bondage and submissionA cheating whore like me always deserves to be punished more and more to be thrown into bondage and submission without a choice. It’s not just my guilt its also just how things are. I deserve to feel pain, and I should, I want you to inflict it on this poor body of mine. I want to be stripped of all excuses I could possibly give, and have to come clean because you split me open so hard there’s irrefutable evidence. Sure I could claim it was something else, maybe I got pinned down outside of a shopping plaza and ravaged until my insides were quivering and my body was as unfit for his use as it was filled with cum. Sure I could have been wandering through a park for some mid-day air when I got dropped to my knees and had my face fucked and used by some hard cock. My bondage whore airway struggling, my whole body moving into it out of pure fear, my palms on their legs so I could control some of the tempo and ensure it was over quick. Sure, I could have been at a club with a friend when I got grabbed from behind. The dark light not letting me figure out who it was, my short skirt lifted before I knew what was going on. He could have used me to the beat of the rapid music, my moans and cries for help drowned out by the strobe lights and deafening music beating through our hearts. I’ve even given some of those excuses before, my husband thinks I get taken advantage of a lot, like I’m a beacon for predators to come and use me for their whims. How many times do you think I can get away with that before he starts to wonder about the consent part of my claims? I doubt it’s very many more times, so abuse me, hurt me, bring me one step closer to a crashing burn with Erotic BDSM stories.

Extreme fetish phone sex

Extreme fetish phone sexI have a fetish for incest I love I love having sex with my family, but when my little brother was smaller we found a fetish that was so extreme only he and I could do it. When we were tikes all the brothers and sisters played the fart game. We took our fart game to another level. We would sit on the sofa and when it was time for one of us to fart we would put each other’s heads underneath the cover and hold the cover down. One night when my brother was underneath the cover after I farted he went ahead and touched my pussy. I got so wet unexpectedly, so when it was my turn to go under the covers I touched his cock. We went back and forth at this for a while before we were literally mouth to cock or mouth to pussy, and pretty soon cocked to pussy. As we grew older it became such a fetish that we could not have orgasms unless we were listening to someone fart. When I went off to college it was the hardest time ever. I would call my little brother on the phone after a big date and beg him to fester up a fart, so I could live out this extreme fetish phone sucks just fart for me oh I need to cum so bad.

Cock worshiping

Cock worshiping

Ohh how I love that throbbing cock it’s so big and strong and it last and it lasts all night until the early dawn. That cock can stay inside with me for hours and I would not be upset just pounding into this pussy over and over again. Ohh how I love to put that cock in my mouth and wrap these sweet lips right around them sucking and Lipping until it squirts out all of its sweet goodness.

Oh, that cock gives me such a sensation I can’t get over I wanna go ahead and share it with all my friends but no one can keep it but me. that cock is mine and all mine I wanna sit on top of it, and bounce my ass over again twirl around on that throbbing cock letting you fill me up like no tomorrow oh I am the best cock that’s ever worshiped.

 

Cock worshiping

If you have a big Cock let me be your Cock worshiping queen.

 

Rape phone sex fantasies

Daddy came home with a throbbing cock today. I could see it through his pants. He Walked in with 2 Little Ones, and I wonder who would trust you with their Lil’ ones. He told me he found him in the park and we’re gonna fuck these babies like no tomorrow.

Rape phone sex fantasies

He had a little Black curly Nappy haired bitch and a fucking trailer trash white Slut.

Rape phone sex fantasiesHe tosses one of the Munchkins over to me and tells me to open up its legs and put my mouth on its pussy lips. I sit there and twirl my tongue around his Brats pussy as he takes the other 1 and starts to insert his fingers inside of her pussy. These Rugrats are screaming and crying so I put that bitches face deep into my cunt allowing her to scream and cry all in my cunt. oh, I’m squeezing my legs tight making sure that she’s screaming directly on my clitoris. No hands mom no hands. He puts that white slut on his cock letting her suck on it like a pacifier. He wants to do some nasty things that trailer trash whore. He inserts his cock inside the Brat she screams so loud. My man’s big fat cock searching open that bitch he is fucking her hard. That trailer trash bitch isn’t moving anymore he takes it out of her. Turning to that black Tramp’s mouth sticking his cock all the way down her throat. I don’t think this Munchkin is breathing anymore. Neither baby is moving. so he looks at me and starts to Make passionate love to me all over these dead Munchkins’ bodies are bodies still picking them up and playing with them in between. Rape phone sex fantasies anyone can get it.