I had no idea my night would include bondage and submission! My boyfriend went away on a business trip for the weekend. I thought it would be the perfect time to take a relaxing bubble bath and do my nails. It felt so good to slip my robe off and sink down into the bubbles. I drifted off into such a relaxed state that I didn’t even hear the door open. I felt a hands on my shoulders pushing me under water! I flailed my arms and kicked my feet, trying to get a breath. The stranger pulled me up by my hair. All I saw was his masked face. He screamed at me to get out of the tub. When I bent to pick up my robe, he slapped me. I stood up quickly, leaving the robe on the floor. He marched me into the bedroom where two other men were waiting with rope and a gag. I knew it was no use to scream. They tied me to the bed face up. They took out a baseball bat and electrodes, hooked me to a battery and started unzipping their pants. That’s where my long night began.
This MILF Bonadge Whore Gets Herself into Some Humiliating Pickles
As a bondage whore, I get myself in all sorts of humiliating pickles. I know I ask for it because I am a stupid whore. Most women would never let men do the disgusting things they do to me. I have been on Tinder looking for new masters to play with when my current master gives me permission. My current master is more than 2 decades older than me and therein lies the problem. He is now too old to punish me like I need to be punished. I thought if I was on Tinder, I could find younger men to own me. Younger men will outlive me so I will not me in the predicament I am now. On Tinder you rarely get a person’s real name or a face picture. I have been using some bandage pictures of me, but not showing my face. So, for trying to be discreet, I ended up hooking up with my son’s best friend. This young man is a deviant. I had no clue. When he realized the old whore he was hooking up with was one of his best friend’s mother, he smacked me across the face. When he came into the house, I got a sucker punch to the stomach that threw me to the ground. He spit on me as he kicked me several times. He kept calling me a dirty whore and a sorry excuse for a mother. His cock was rock hard, however, so I knew he liked the idea of having a submissive whore who was a friend’s mom. This boy has mommy issues and I was paying for them. He tied me up like a carpet, pissed on me, shit in my mouth and then came on my face. He left me on my floor like that for my son to discover when he came home. I didn’t have the balls to tell him what his best friend did to me. I’m still in a quandary over seeing him again. So young yet so violent, sick and degrading. He scares me but turns me on at the same time.
Scat phone sex Becoming a Dirty Whore
It was time for yearly review and in not sure what I did to displease Master but from what I’ve heard in the works and the giggles as I pass by my comrades has me worried. I was a big girl though and loved being Master’s property. So I knew I could do whatever he had planned for me! It didn’t make me any less nervous though when I met Master and found the other Masters in our community and their slaves all together in our shower room. Incense burning in every corner and the room lit by candles giving it an oddly supernatural quality as my lungs filled with the smell of sandalwood and jasmine. I went to kneel before my Master. Presenting myself with palms up and knees parted so he could inspect me. “Go slave, kneel in the middle of the room over the drain and present.” I moved into the position as told and Master and two others came to me with unprocessed jute rope. The fibers were rough and itchy as they tied my arms to my chest, wrist to my thighs, and thighs to my calves. Forcing me to stay in position 1 without hurting myself and then tied my hair to my ankles making my back arch and forcing me to look up rather than the traditional down. I still wasn’t sure what my task was, but based on the sadistic grins and sympathetic glances from the other submissives I was sure it would not be good. I became excited when I heard the sound of belts and flies being undone. Looking over to see what I was assuming would be hard cocks but realized in a few seconds, as they all squatted on the tiled floor and started to grunt I was not going to get fucked anytime soon. As they all unloaded their bowels onto the tiled floor. Their slaves coming over and scooping up the shit, mouthing their apologies as they started to smear me with shit. My Master laughed at my disgusted face and grinned down at me. “I thought I’d make you into the dirty whore I know you are. Aren’t you going to say thank you?” I felt my stomach roil, the smell, the feeling, it was just making me sick but I was a good slave. So well trained I would do anything and everything to make my Master happy. Even if it was to say “Thank you Master for making me a dirty whore”
Your Submissive Toy
I know exactly how you like women…completely helpless! The only thing that matters to you is filling my holes. I understand baby. I love to be your whore. Your pleasure and entertainment is what matters most. Do you wanna see me squirm? I know you like the way my tits jiggle when they’re bound. Put some nipple clamps on me, tie my wrists to my ankles and you can fuck both my holes all night long. When you slap my ass, it gets my pussy dripping wet. Anything you want to shove in there, I’ll take. Show me off to your friends,so they know what a submissive slut I am for you. Once they see me tied up and gagged, they will want to play too. I’m ready to be your subby toy!

















