Bondage Whore Bernice Enjoys the Feeling of Peril When You Tie Her Up

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernice might be my favorite nickname. Men call me all sorts of names, but this one says it all. I love to be tied up and vulnerable. Although I do not enjoy what happens to me while I am tied up like a side of beef, I do like the sense of peril I get every time. I will not see my master until after the first of the year. Although he did see me a few times Christmas week, he is now out of the country with his wife. That sort of means I am on a hall pass.

So, I got on a fetish site the other night looking for a rope master. Men often think I have the perfect body for bondage. My tits and ass are more than ample. I possess that curvy body that looks great bound and gagged. Even though I have plenty of restraining devices, most rope masters bring their own stuff. This guy looked dangerous. Tall, strong, brooding type. Misogynistic too. He told me I do not belong anywhere but either on my knees, tied up or bound and gagged like a submissive whore. Do you agree?

I am Nothing More Than a Rope Bunny and Human Toilet

I thought he looked handsome in his online photo. But when he arrived at my place, he looked more ominous. He scared me. Honestly, I wanted to say I changed my mind, but from the looks of him, that might of resulted in my death. I let him tie me up in all sorts of contorted poses. Today, my body hates me. He left me tied on my bed for hours. Laughed at me for being helpless. He pissed in my mouth many times too. Luckily for me, master is not into golden showers phone sex.

When my scary hook-up left, I was still tied up on my bed, helpless. My son untied me, but not before he and his friends had their way with me. Now, my asshole hurts more than my extremities and my joints. Sometimes, most times, I get what I ask for. I guess I am just a punishment whore.

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