Submissive Whore and The Strange Man Lured Me In

It was a really rainy afternoon as I was walking home from classes. At this particular corner of the Park that I walked through there was a heavy canopy of trees. I was distracted with my umbrella and trying to text with my mom like a useless Submissive whore. So obviously I failed to notice a strange SUV driving alongside me.

Then this man called to me from the SUV and asked if I needed a lift. He mentioned he had just dropped his daughter off at her classes and saw me. I decided it was not a bad idea and slipped into the front seat. Again I failed to take in the whole scene. I was surprised when a hand from the backseat reached around and put a cloth to my nose.

Submissive Whore Taken and Used

Now there I was awakening in a strange room. The driver and other guy were both standing around me as I awoke. They told me that I was taken and that I would have to do what they wanted or else I would never get to talk to my mother again.

At this point they showed me my phone and the text they sent my mother. Telling her I was going out of town with a few school mates and would be taking part of a technology detox. In other words I would be out of reach.

Now the two men hoisted me up and the realization came to me that I was tied up and stripped. Within a few minutes there were a few more men in the room. Finally I was getting used like the Submissive Whore I am meant to be. Then used like a fuck doll.

As the dick was impaling me and the hands were groping and slapping me I was getting taken in every hole possible. These men were not being gentle. And then I realized it. An Master I hooked up with from the community and cut ties with was behind all of this. Now he was getting his revenge.

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teen phone sex

Being a nasty slut is great for teen phone sex where I’m so submissive and horny you just have to give it to me. Playing as an innocent teen that has become uncontrollably horny all the time. Since you’re my teacher and supposed to help your students how could you say no.

Teasing and taunting any cock I can get. When master found out that I had been skipping to get fucked and suck dick. He was so pissed because one of his rules was to have all good grades. Which I was not, and he was waiting for me in my room. I made the mistake of not answering and he was already at my house waiting to punish me for disobeying.

He looked so pissed when I came inside, I jumped when I had seen him sitting on my bed. He said, “where the hell have you been? you had slave training 1 hour ago”. Not even realizing the time I was really late and hadn’t even messaged or called him back. That was a big no no and I was definitely in trouble. He grabbed my hair and threw me onto the bed. He started ripping off my clothes so fast and told me I’m going to learn my lesson by the time he’s done.

He took one of my books out of my bag and started spanking me with it. Which I had never thought of and the spanking from that book stung so bad too. He then went through my backpack and took out my ruler. I tried covering my ass cheeks but it was so use he slapped my hands hard as fuck. Not wanting that to happen again I moved them quickly. He was spanking me so hard making my ass completely red and sore. He put his big man hands and finished spanking me.

After my ass cheeks were damn near bruised he picked me up by my hair. And had me get on my knees to serve him. Taking a bunch of my hair and pulling my face to look at him and then slapping me with his dick all over my face. Telling me to lick all over it from the tip down to the balls. Lightly kissing all over it, then slowly and gently kissing his dick and balls. Watching his fuck rod getting even harder knowing it was going to go down my throat any minute.

It wasn’t long before he was face fucking me hard as fuck. Gagging so hard and spit going all over me dripping down my body and face. Tears going down my cheeks and my throat full of is dick and my spit. Barely able to breath only giving me a second to catch my breath before getting my mouth used again. Masters hot stick cum filled up my throat.

Bondage whore is a rope bunny who needs to suffer

Bondage whore Bondage whore like me always craves the rope; it’s the sweet agony of surrender. I was born to be bound, to be at the mercy of a dominant master who will push me to my limits and beyond.
Thick ropes digging into my skin is a release for me. The rough fibers chafe against my tender flesh as I’m hoisted up into the air, helpless and exposed. For a true rope bunny like myself, there’s no pleasure quite like the sting of raw skin and the knowledge that I’m entirely at the mercy of my captor.
I serve my master with gusto, eager to please however he sees fit. Whether it’s a harsh flogging or a deep, throaty blowjob, I’m always ready to his beatings.
There’s something primal about being bound by sturdy twine, about feeling those coils constrict around my limbs and torso, limiting my range of motion until I’m nothing more than a helpless, writhing toy for my master to play with.
I can feel the tension building in my muscles as I strain against the ropes, the subtle give of my skin as the fibers bite into me. It’s a living, breathing thing, this Hardcore bondage desire for rope, a constant ache that only a mean dominant master can satisfy.

 

Jacqueline Gives Her All As Your Bondage Whore

bondage whoreAs I lay bound and gagged as your bondage whore, my body tingling with anticipation, I can’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of submission. My eyes are fixed on You, my master, waiting for your every command. The leather straps dig into my skin, reminding me of my place as your submissive whore.

The sound of the door opening sends shivers down my spine; it could only mean one thing – you’re about to use me however you please. Your presence fills the room as you approach; even though I can’t speak through the gag in my mouth, I moan softly in response to your dominance.
You run your fingers through my hair and down my cheek before untying the knot that holds the gag in place. Relief washes over me as cool air hits my parched lips when they finally part ways from each other after being held captive for so long by this restrictive device meant solely for pleasure denial purposes like this one herehttps://www.lovehoney.com/us/bondage-restraints/gags/.

“Speak,” You command softly yet firmly intoxicating me further with both fear and desire simultaneously coursing through every fiber of who am i? .

“Thank you Master,” is all that manages to escape from between clenched teeth before another wave crashes over head drowning any coherent thought process. I whimper as you pull out your cock, my eyes never leaving it. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen – thick and long, pulsing with power. You step closer to me, and I can feel the heat emanating from it. My body trembles in anticipation as you position yourself between my legs.

“Worship me,” You command softly, yet there’s an undeniable authority in your voice that makes me shiver with excitement.

Without hesitation, I lower my head towards your cock and take it into my mouth slowly at first before engulfing it completely until the tip of its head presses against the back of throat. The fun is just beginning.

Dangerous dicks daddy warned me out, chained with pain

Daddy told me not to do it but I did, It was the bad boys that always attracted me. They’ve got the best juiciest cocks and are animals when fucking, especially when their on the run baby. Those guys are living life day by day and have no fear, no boundaries or taboos. I’m addicted to that pain and pleasure, my hot wet cooter weeps, those bad boys have nothing to lose.

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The danger and  being dragged tied up under a bridge in a park, but tonight you took me to an abandoned house. No windows, full of needles, bodies, people on drugs, no one noticed how you beat me to a bloody bolp, gangbanged by homeless druggy dirty covered fucks. The backroom was your stomping ground, kidnapping, hiding ladies like me, a place where you would take all your rage and rape fantasies out. Chained to a wall, random man ripping my ass and kitty apart. Druggies, homeless fucks, all slamming me with their dangerous nasty dirty dicks.

My cries and whimpers went unheard as the other women in the room were hanging, barely clinging onto life. Naked, alone, chained and choked, covered in cum and surrounded by druggies. Used, tortured and brutally abused. I’m so turned, begging for more dicks to stretch me out.

Bare bottoms spankings made me squirt

Spewing bloody cum spooge all over these men, running down my legs like a broken hose.  My hands tied about my head, my filthy desires and had me begging for more. Facing the wall, gagbanged by your drug fueled friends, bare bottom spanks by men so high with no end in sight, buttcheeks blood shed red. My blood covered asshole gushing bloody cum from getting rammed so many times, bunghole hole stretched, my ass covered in bruises. With my legs being held, stretched far and wide you gave me one big smack knocking me out cold.

Submissive slut

I love being such a dirty submissive slut for master’s cock. I’ll do anything for it; I aim to please him in every way I can. Yesterday master was busy, and he had a friend that had gotten divorced and needed some pussy. Well master arranged for him to come and use his little whore as his own toy.

He had me set up everything and wait on my hands and knees for his good friend. When he arrived, he had a bag with him too. Greeting him I crawled over and told him my holes are all your sir do what you want with them please. He was very happy with my getting and padded my head. He stood in front of me and naturally this means he wants my throat. So, I got undressed and undid his pants and started licking and sucking his cock.

He took my hair in one hand and started railing my little throat hard and making me gag all over it. My eyes watering and spit went all over gaging more and more on his huge dick. He put my leash and collar on and walked me over to one of the cages masters punishes me in. Not wanting to go in there I start whimpering and he pulls my leash hard and fast pushing me right inside.

My holes exposed and now in a pet cage forced on all fours and the takes his dick and covers me in his pee. Peeing all over my cage, face, tits, and ass. He said he’s going to make me his pissy little toy. He took my ass hole and shoved his dick in it filling it with more piss I didn’t expect this whatsoever. He will filling me up with pee and using it to gape my ass hole open.

While he fucked me in a cage like a worthless whore. Pounding me hard and harder. My holes were at his disposal and mercy and he was going to be as rough as he could. Making sure I was sore all over.

 

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BDSM Chat Goes From Online Fantasy To Real Life Reality

BDSM Chat

BDSM chat always gets my submissive whore pussy so wet that it soaks my panties and makes my young teen pussy so damn wet. He was spanking my bare bottom ass and making it turn a bright red as I moaned and thanked him. he shoved his thick calloused fingers in my tight asshole and fingered me roughly and told me what a dirty little fuck slut I was. My slutty bald teen pussy was dripping and begging for some attention.  He slaps my dripping wet pussy with his rough hand and makes my pussy squirt hard all over fingers and hand.

 

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He shoves his fingers down my throat and makes my suck all my cunt juices off his dripping fingers. He knows just how horny my slutty pussy was from our nasty BDSM chat and tells me he’s going to make my hot teen pussy squirt all over his fat cock. I moan and tell him how good it feels to have his big cock in my tight fuck slut pussy as he rams inside my greedy little cunt hole.  My pussy pulses and milks his fat cock as he shoot thick loads of sticky wet cum in my tight fuck hole. When he leaves me I am used and fucked and bruised with a slutty little pussy leaking cum all over my soaked bed sheets.

Submissive Whore Takes Care of the Men in Her Orbit

submissive whoreI don’t always enjoy being a submissive whore, but I do understand it’s not always about my enjoyment. It’s about your enjoyment or my master’s enjoyment. Or the enjoyment anybody my master lends me out to fuck. My job is literally to take care of the men in my orbit.

Since master retired from law, it’s rare that I go into the office anymore. However, he still does some wills and probate stuff for very rich clients because it’s more lucrative financially. So, on Tuesday, he had a chance to snag his own personal Rockefeller.

 The old guy that came into the office looking for somebody to handle his family trust is the last remaining grandson of a very rich oil tycoon. And my master wanted to seal the deal. Because it would take little work but give a huge financial gain.

Part of my job has always been to act like the carrot in front of the rabbit. Master dangles me as bait. A sort of honey trap as he calls it. This old man appeared to be even older than my master. But I do have experience with doing the things that old men require like prostate milking.

If I can milk my master’s prostate, I could do it for this guy too. He looked like he hasn’t cum in 100 years. But he did not appear to be that old. However, 74 makes him no spring chicken either. He sported a boner looking at me in my sexy lingerie wiggling around on my desk trying my best to entice him.

An Office Whore Has All Sorts of Kinky Duties

Whatever I did worked. But he did not need his prostate milked because he had no problems achieving an erection. As soon as my mouth touched his old dick, his cock better resembled a teenage boy’s cock. Stiff as a board and ready to fuck.

I can honestly say that I’ve never had a man in his 70s skull fuck me like that before. And it completely took me by surprise. Here I thought I needed to put my finger up this old guy’s asshole to drain his balls. But instead, he fucked my mouth, my pussy, and even my ass like a jackhammer. And I did not have that on my Bingo card.

He lasted a solid hour too. Another surprise. He decided to go with my master’s firm anyway because of a friend of a friend. But he told me he could not refuse the carrot master dangled in front of him. He came so much in my pussy that I felt certain he had not fucked in ages. His balls felt backed up.

Perhaps I provided the right incentive to get him super hard like a teenager again. I showed him my best cock worshiping tricks too. For once, I didn’t mind an old man using me. His cum didn’t taste fermented. I didn’t need to put my finger up his ass to drain his balls. And

Prostate Milking on The Milking Table

Prostate MilkingI am No FemDom, but Prostate Milking excites me.  Sometimes My Master tasks me with something he doesn’t want to do, and he watches as I do it. It turns me on to be watched. Lured over By Him.

A Friend of his has always wanted me, he wants to fuck me. Normally Wes, {That’s My sirs name} Wes has me fuck some of his colleges, his friends. But For Some reason he does not want Brandon, to touch me. However, this week it was different.

I was told that Brandon would be coming over and that I was tasked with making him cum. The rules were that I couldn’t use my mouth, pussy or ass to make him cum, and I had to drag it out over 8 hours and make it agonizing. I knew right away, I would be using the milking table.

…Milking his cum

Brandon arrived and had no knowledge of what was in store for him. He only knew That I am into BDSM, and I am submissive. I took him by the hand and led him into the playroom. Candles lit, tool’s schism playing low in the background. I asked him to undress, and climb on the table lying face down.

“What is this Angel?” Brandon questioned, half laughing. I began to explain.

“The Milking table is like a lab bench style table. 7 feet Long. You mount it, and lie face down. It’s been designed with a hole sawed out and sanded, for a penis and testicles to drop through. The table is also adjustable so you can raise and lower it. It has already been adjusted so I can sit comfortably beneath it. The Divets on the corners are crafted, so your limbs can be restrained to it with a lobster claw that locks in.”

“Please Brandon… up, up”

Naked. He climbed up on the table. Smiling, but you could see both fear and excitement on his face. This made him sexy, to me. That fear of not knowing what’s about to happen. I made my way to the end of the table where his ankles would be locked. ” Please stay on your hands and knees, You are going to feel me hooking your ankles in the shackles.”

He was bent, on all fours. Vulnerable. After Locking his ankles in, I made my way to the head of the table. Put My face, close to his. “Try to relax, just breathe” My black sheer open cupped bra, and sheer black panties hugged my body perfectly. Brandon Couldn’t take his eyes off of me. “Stay in this position, I’m going to do a little something to help you relax”

I made my way back to the foot of the table. Sir said I couldn’t use my mouth, ass or pussy to make him cum, but he didn’t say i couldn’t use them at all. Up on the table, Crawling up between his legs, My hands on each round cheek of his ass. I massaged his meaty globes. My hands kneading, and pulling his crack open. I leaned in and gave a broad lick with my fat wet tongue.

…licking his hole

A Mans man, was what Brandon was. He almost cooed when my tongue slid over his brown hole. I licked from the bottom of his balls, to the tippy top of his crack and back down. My Tongue, pointed I began pushing into his sacred hole. He moaned, oohed and ahhed. Milking tool in hand as I ate his ass. i began running the tool, along his calves, and up the backs of his thighs. His hands gripped the edge of the table.

“Do you like that?” I said. My tongue back at his asshole, flicking. The Prostate Milker running along the muscles in his buttock.

He just moaned.

“I guess That’s a No” I Stopped.

“Angel …pplleassse don’t stop”

Slowly licking his asshole. I brought the toy to my Lips. Gathering the thick spit, I licked and sucked on the milker. I also spit on his cinnamon ring. Rubbing my saliva in with the tip of the toy.  Then I slowwwwwly began to insert.

His Hands gripped the table. Brandon let out a low throaty growl, as his anus found suction, and sucked the toy in deep, knotting it right up against his nubbly little prostate. Every time Brandon moved, it would lightly tap his prostate. I smiled, dropping off the table, and walking up to face him.

His breath deep, heavy and softly moaning. ” It feels good doesn’t it?” I asked. Wagging my finger in a come hither motion. Brandon began to move toward me. With each Movement the tapping on his prostate began to tease him. He moaned out loud. So sexy. I latched his wrists in the cuffs.

It was time to Call Sir.

Part 2 coming soon

 

Extreme bondage never has a safe word & I don’t deserve one

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage whores are obedient. Bound by ropes and chains, serving as an object of lust and degradation for the sadistic masters who claim me. I thought I could be some powerful executive, but my nature knows what I am meant for. My name is whispered in dark, dank dungeons, a mere invitation for those who crave the exquisite agony of watching a willing slut dissolve into submissive tears.
There is no safe word for me, for I am not a human, but a slave to serve as a plaything, crafted by pain and pleasure to service the most twisted desires. I’ve let go of my real life; I’ve never been dominant. It’s time I face up to my true nature and let myself become a faithful slave. My every whimper, every shudder, every bead of sweat is a testament to my unwavering devotion to the art of Hardcore bondage.
Even as the ropes dig into my flesh, as the heavy shackles chafe my wrists and ankles, I know the intensity of my torment is for a bigger purpose. My suffering lies in my greatest pleasure – the knowledge that I am exactly where I was meant to be, a mere vessel for the dark fantasies that course through the veins of my dominants.
Oh, it’s such a beautiful feeling of being totally helpless, my body a labyrinth of ropes and restraints, as a firm, commanding Daddy exacts his brutal brand of discipline upon me. My tears are nothing more than the sweetest nectar, a seal of my unwavering submission as I surrender to the unrelenting torture.