My master brought me home some of his friends to entertain. I was eager to show him what a good MILF whore I am! I greeted all his guests with my mouth opened! Eager for whatever they wanted to give me. Cum, Piss, Cocks, I didn’t care! It was my place to be there dumpster for whatever they needed. And I am a good dumpster. All of his guests were please with how well I am trained! The tied me up and put a spider gag in my mouth so they could continue to use me! Each one spanking and pinching me like I deserve! All of the pain was making me cum! And my master just watched. Waiting for all the four play to be done! When his guests left it was time for him to take over! Master fucked and used me like the slut I am. And as a reward for being so good with is guests he even allowed me to have his cum! I am such a lucky fucking Milf Subby!
Submissive Whore Cydney Fills Your Mattress Fantasies
Do you remember when you were a little brat and you had to keep all of your submissive whore smut under your mattress. Maybe it was all kinds of BDSM phone sex nasty graphic novels. That way if your mom did find them it was a little bit harsher on her eyes. That is who I want to be for you. I want to be the S&M bitch that you have been dreaming of. I love to be tied up and taken. Make my pussy yours. You can even punish me by making me ride big cock until I pass out from exhaustion. Make me cum over and over again because I have been a bad little subby and need to be punished. I am your pet, no one else’s, so let’s whip out that secret smut stash and see if we cannot find something to try during out play time. Anything goes, the rougher the better! I just want to be a good little play pet and serve you in any way that I can!
Submissive Slut for Torture Phone Sex
A submissive slut needs to be prepared for anything. I am a slave to the men in my life. I have masters of all sorts. Some like bondage, others are more hardcore S and M guys, and still some are extreme torture sex masters. I have one Master, my boss, who is all three in one. He was never into such extreme games that my life could be at risk until he was surfing the internet for BDSM equipment one day and happened upon an extreme BDSM and torture art site. The images he saw of graphic acts of violence against slaves got him really hard. It also got him really thinking about how much fun it would be to take our play to a darker level. I did not want that, but what choice does a submissive whore have really?
Our BDSM and bondage games had always occurred at the office, so when two men jumped me in my bedroom, I thought it was one of my other masters wanting some rape fantasy play. These goons bound and gagged me, then took me into my living room and tied me to a chair. Not any chair. A clearly medieval looking torture chair. I almost pissed my pretty pink panties. Master came out of the kitchen with some scary looking devices that clearly would leave a mark, maybe even permanent ones. It was right out of the BDSM comics he looked at online.
He had an old fashioned breast ripper and some various vice grips. I was crying I was in so much fear. The one thing looked like it could pull one of my big boobs right off. He started to pinch my nipples with it, drawing blood immediately. I let out a yelp. I knew better than to show any sign of pain. Next thing I knew he grabbed my clit with it and pulled so hard he tore the skin around it. One of his sidekicks started snapping my finger nails off. I’m not sure what hurt more. The nipple and clit torture or losing my finger nails. The nerve endings were exposed and it was unbearable. I couldn’t help but cry. Master smacked me so hard my mouth bled.
He worked my nipples and clit up like never before. I had to seek medical attention. I had to make up some story about a home invasion because I would have been committed had the doctors thought I allowed this to happen to my body. I don’t know what came over Master that day. He has never been that violent towards me again, but I know it lurks within him. I know that at any point in time he could torture me dead. So don’t think that just because I am a bondage gal I can’t deliver a torture phone sex call. Sadly, I have experience in real life torture. Not going to say I like it because it doesn’t matter what I like. It is all about you Sir.
Bondage S & M Isn’t for Beginners
Bondage S & M is not for novices. I am a seasoned BDSM girl, but my daughter is not. She saw “Fifty Shades of Gray,” and thought the lifestyle looked hot. The next thing I knew, she was texting my boss, offering herself up to be used by him. I tried to explain that he doesn’t simply use girls, but tortures them. He is a hardcore master and makes Christian Gray look like Snow White. She thought I was just being jealous.
When I arrived to work, Master immediately bound and gagged me in my office chair. “I have a special treat for us today, slut,” he said. He opened the dungeon door and there was my sweet baby girl strapped to his St. John’s Cross with a ball gag in her mouth. He had an array of torture devices he uses for slave training. She looked scared. I tried to warn her, my level of BDSM is not for novices. First he tortured her teen pussy with an industrial massager. This thing goes so fast on a chick’s clit it leaves skid marks. She was convulsing. I thought she would pass out, then she did. Next was the cattle prod to revive her.
I have to admit, I was watching in delight. Little bitch thought she could run with the big dogs. She needed a good dose of reality. Master devised a special torture device just for her-he called it the clothes pin snake. He affixed it all over her tits and tummy then yanked it off. He kept doing this to her until she was crying and begging to be released. Amateur. I sometimes spend my entire day at work with spiked heated nipple and clit clamps, that Master pulls on whenever he needs something, which is like every 5 minutes, and she is whining about clothes pins.
He let her go. She reeked of urine; had bruises all over her tiny body and had tear stains on her face. She looked at me with disgust for not helping her. “Extreme bondage and BDSM is not for curiosity seekers baby girl. Stay on the porch with your Fifty Shades of Gray drivel and let mommy take the heat. I can handle it. It is my life,” I told her. I have been playing S and M games longer than she has been alive. I don’t think she will ever be ready for my lifestyle, but if a teen subby slut piques your interest, maybe we could break the bitch together.