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Submissive slut Zella is just waiting to be taken to poundtown.

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Submissive slut Zella is just waiting to be taken to poundtown. Tie her down with some slave bondage and Zella becomes all yours. She’s one hot pussy pocket with nothing to lose, Zella gets into some pretty sexy submissive situations. How on earth could a slut like her not be chained or controlled by a master, all the cock Zella gobbles deserves an award. Imagine you own this sexy submissive ebony whore for your own. How would you play with her? Torture her? Maybe some sexy sexy bondage? or something more hardcore S&M. Whatever you chose Zella’s pussy will get wet for it, nothing is off limits for Zella. Hell! She doesn’t even have a safe word…. not need for extreme whore

Submissive whore Trapped and abused

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I woke up from a daze. I guess I had a little too much to drink. As soon as I woke up, I looked around, and it took me some seconds to realize that I wasn’t in my room. Then I felt constrained, and I looked, and it was my worst nightmare. I couldn’t believe that I was tied up and couldn’t move. The fear got to me. I couldn’t believe that I was in this position. After a minute and all came rushing to my head, and I remember being a submissive whore  for this guy at the bar. He was so smooth and seemed like a great flirt, and we would have a blast. One thing led to another, and I was going to his apartment with him. Of course, he got belligerent drunk and became so aggressive.

I figured he planned to target a college girl and rip her nipples off till she bled. I had severe slashes all over my body! I could hear footsteps as I battled my way out of containment.

Slave training for a slave whore for my very own master

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Slave training for a slave whore for my very own master brings me extreme pleasure. My neighbor had expressed a strong desire to come and play with my master and me. Her pussy got wet as she saw how submissive and devoted I was to my Sir! SHe confessed over wine one night that her boyfriend couldn’t take her and use her the way she wanted. I had her explain more as I set my voice recorder on my cell phone. 

Slave training for a slave whore for my very own master

She began by saying she noticed the bruises across my backside when I was changing for the Charity ball. She wanted to know how I got them. I smiled and told her Masters had been busy keeping me in line with  Bare bottom spankings and caning. Sitting there she wanted us to train her how to be a real sub slut. 

Soon My master was pumping his cock down my throat as he listened to her fantasies of BDSM and slavery. When asked if a could train a new pet I nodded as I gagged his semen down my gulet. A slap of my face, tits and some rope bondage later, he made the call for her to come and play with us. This is going to be the ultimate Satisfaction to my slave whore heart!

Choker 3000

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Domme daddy has a new gadget to try on his submissive whore. I get ready to his liking. I wear exactly what he likes, nothing but some studs and maybe some nipple piercings. Domme daddy knows I’m one to say no because I will get his wrath if I do. This new Gadget is one that he’s been wanting to try on me for a while. My heart races at the thought of becoming unable to breathe many times, I think Daddy takes it too far, but he doesn’t care. He loves the thrill of possibly offing me. When you have a dominant master, you have to understand that the game is dangerous, but you can’t deny the pleasure that your Master desires. Once you do, you’re no longer a submissive and might as well do a relationship with your dominant master. Today is the day I got to feel the choker 3,000, as he calls it; he raps this leather choker on me and starts to pulsate it with this machine. All the while, he calls me names and rubs my cunt.

Slave training begun as a homeless teen picked up by a perv

Slave trainingA High school teacher took me in when I was a homeless teen. My parents were drunken alcoholics and I was super troubled. My grades were terrible and my clothes were generations old. I was still wearing dresses from grad school.  I looked like a sleazy cheap whore. I was told by him that I needed structure and he was going to teach me through Slave training. Dinner time meant me under the table on my knees eating his cum while he enjoyed a hot dinner, I served. I had to milk his old saggy balls 6 times before bed.. then rock his world to sleep and use my cunt to swallow his 7th load.

At that age, my hormones were raging anyway so it didn’t feel like an obligation. I enjoyed every moment of Master’s cock sliding in and out of my young fertile cunt. It felt good to finally have access to the finer things. I was groomed by Mr. Oswald who was 30 years older than me to be a Teen Submissive slut that tended to his needs. A wardrobe? I didn’t have one. I didn’t need one, because Daddy said I should embrace my beautiful body.

I’ve always been sort of, flat-chested. I learned from Master that old perverts like girls with smaller tits! This is why I never got breast implants. I like that I will always look so young, weighing just 108 pounds 5ft 4 inches tall, and wearing a 34 A cup bra gets me all the attention I need. I prefer older men with their lives together anyways… Older men know how to take care of a Bondage whore like me, in more ways than 1.

Gangbang Phone Sex and a Night to Remember

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Gangbang phone sex let’s you live out multiple fantasies in one swoop.  You can be in control of your girl and the other guys and direct all of them where to go and what to do.  It’s a win win for everyone right?  Here is a story about one of my best real gangbangs that happened after a night of partying a few years ago.

One night, I went out with some friends to a local bar. We were living it up having a good time. After a few drinks, when we started making out with some guys that we met earlier in the night. While  having a really good time at the bar, last call bell rang. The bar started closing down. Myself and my 3 other friends decided we met matches within the same group. Afterparty at our apartment was the plan.   I didn’t realize at the time how drunk my friends had gotten.

While I was messing around with my guy in my room, I heard some noises.  Ended up being two of his friends knocking to get my guys attention.  They pathetically told us (while naked in bed) that my friends passed out cold before they got their dicks drained.  Party Poopers.  They didn’t give these poor guys anything, just came to their beds and crashed. A 3rd guy came in the room right after saying my other friend got sick and called an uber home since she didn’t live with us. So I was the lone survivor of the night out with 4 hot guys with hard dicks.

Being the people pleaser that I am, I called them over to me and told them they needed to join in and to take their pants down. I didn’t really look to the guy I was with to get his permission, I just kind of went for it.  Before I knew it, the original guy I was with was directing my mouth and their cocks. Fortunately, he quite enjoyed watching me suck cock.  Then one by one, these guys took their turns.  The next day, my pussy was so sore, I could barely move. My friends weren’t as thrilled but hey, you snooze you lose, right?

All in all it was a fun night and I’d do it again in person or on a call anytime. The more the merrier!

You’re submissive whore

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I am getting acclimated to being a submissive whore. Whenever he comes over and puts his hands around my neck, I know he won’t stop until I’m almost unresponsive. So I’ve learned to play the game and figured that  I might as well enjoy it since I am living through it, and it will be my reality till I’m not here anymore. Every time I get the urge to run away and Escape, I know that he will find me and make things even worse. So instead, I let the pleasure sink and let the pain become a minor factor. When you learn to worship and become the subby slut you ought to be, everything becomes much more precise and make sense. Go ahead and stretch my holes. You own them, after all.

BDSM chat becomes reality

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I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.

My Daughter’s Innocence Ruined by Gangbang Phone Sex!

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My girls walked in on me having gangbang phone sex all night long! I became a submissive whore when my master moved in and I began training my daughters to be complete sub sluts for hard cock. Master also made me his phone fucking bitch because I had to pay the bills by having gangbang phone sex with complete strangers. My girls heard me moaning and came in while I was cumming with my caller. I should have known it would not end there, it was only a matter of time before Master was filling my house with strange cock and expecting me to take care of every last pair of balls. It was on a night like this when I was getting fucked in the sex swing by ten different guys that my youngest daughter’s innocence was ruined. She walked in on her mommy getting pounded by a group of hot hard horny convicts. I was in the throes of complete submissive sex ecstasy with four cocks inside me when I noticed my little daughter in the room. Her eyes were wide with shock, I could tell she wanted to run away when master came in and made her continue to watch me. Master whispered in her ear and took her to the bedroom and that was the last time I saw my youngest daughter as an innocent young girl.

I’m his property

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I was on my knees, begging for mercy. All I wanted was for him to stop the pain. Who knew some bdsm chat would get me here?  A few months back, I began this online relationship with a guy in a BDSM chat room.  Well, I should have known better because one thing led to another, and I let him in my life in so many ways he took total control. It was like he brainwashed me. It began with him promising me it would be tame and sensual BDSM, but in reality, he wanted some brutal shit.  He ensured I would never leave my sight once he got me where he wanted. I was his property from this day forward.  If I ever dared to leave he would kill my family. He promised that I would never be a free girl. Countless nights in pain with tears running down my face and bruises welting even harder. I knew this was my destiny; I belonged in his world only.