I love being a bondage whore. I do not like to be one with just anyone though. My dad? Never. He left me tied to a bed for 10 hours a day, making me sit in my own piss. I was not a fan of that. My master? I love being his office whore. He ties me to my desk chair, and I still must do work, which is a challenge. But with master, if I must pee, he lets me go to the bathroom or if I am being punished, I must pee in a cup which is better than sitting in your own piss. Men other than my master? It is a gamble. I am allowed to go to this bondage club that master owns a stake in. Everyone there knows I am an owned bitch. Sometimes, men I meet at the club take his submissive whore home. Not to fuck. I am mot permitted to fuck men. Even though many men have tried to fuck me, I always assume it is a loyalty test or something. So, I follow the rules. This guy last night was not interested in fucking me. He was, however, interested in tying me up like a package for hours. I love being tied up because of the vulnerability, but I do not want to be tied up indefinitely. And I do not want to be left for God knows how long. He was with me for a couple hours. He was chugging ice-tea and lemonade so he could piss on me. I was on my floor, bound and gagged, and now covered in piss. Master pisses on my occasionally, but it is mostly on accident because he has old prostate issues. This guy was young and clearly into things like golden showers phone sex. He left me there. My daughter found me in the morning when she got up for school. Did she help me? Nope. She took pictures, laughed at me and told me I smelled like a Porta-Potty. The life of a subby whore is never boring.
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