Category: BDSM chat

Candle Wax and Sexy phone sex with Caitlin

I could hear my master jacking off to porn in a room away so when I walked in on him, he wasn’t too happy. I could vividly see in the porn on the tv screen a man pouring hot wax on a very beautiful woman. I wouldn’t mind my master pouring hot wax all over my beautiful tits, I know it would please him and pleasing him pleases me. Making my master happy makes my pussy so wet. He grabs the candle next to him and begins pouring the hot wax all over my tits, I can see his cock getting larger and that’s what gets me. I love knowing I can do that to a man. I then get down on my knees and suck my masters large cock. Deepthroating it and gagging every time I go all the way down. I feel my master getting closer and he lets his huge load off in my mouth and I swallow his delicious come.

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Bondage and submission breaks boredom!

Bondage and submissionWhen we’re snowed the fuck in, the walls get small quick if you don’t keep busy. Luckily, bondage and submission is the perfect way to stay busy! Luckily my sexy caller had time to come dominate me! But he had no intention on keeping me warm! He stripped me down, tied me the fuck up, and led me to the back yard! He already had a bag of fun things for me! As soon as he planted me in a tire and rigged me up, mu cunt was already flowing in anticipation! He pauses, and looks around, before getting a bright glint in his eye. Walking over to the eaves and grabbing a handful of icicles, I forgot all about the delicious way my skin was drawn up and goose-bumped all the way to my nipples. He spread my pretty little pussy wide with his speculum, and started filling my pussy full of the freezing spikes! While I was thoroughly filled and icy, he fucked the shit out of my puckered little asshole! 

Over and over again he surged his hot rod into my little kitty, contrasting sharply with the cold, melting ice filling my cunt!

We came together in an explosion of orgasm strong enough to shoot the ice from my vagina!

I love being so submissive!

Submissive Whore Bo is All Tied Up

Awaking from what I thought to be some sort of dream I come to see that being a submissive whore had been more of a reality. I was tied up, on my back in a strange dark room in a strangers bed. My wrists were bound to the headboard and legs spread and bound to a footboard. My flesh was stinging but I could not see a thing with a blindfold over my eyes.

I attempted to utter words but found I was also being gagged. As I struggled a little bit to see if I could free myself I hear a deep laugh and a mans voice telling me that it was of no use to fight him. He slapped at my breasts and I flinched, this made him even more amused. Again I tried to speak but it was useless.

I could feel something penetrate me but it wasn’t his cock and struggled against being turned on by whatever rigid dildo and fucking machine was forcing me into pleasure. The fact that this Master appeared to know just what makes me cum had me really trying to figure out who it was.

Did you abduct me and force me into being your bondage whore?

Submissive Whore Bo

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesErotic bondage stories are almost as fun to create as they are to share. I have a few callers who enjoy hearing my bondage stories. I tend to get all tied up frequently. But, that is to be expected with me because I have always been a bondage girl. It started when I was a little girl. My mom was more my father’s bitch than she was his wife. I discovered her one day all tied up and contorted in a very painful position. My immediate instinct was to help my mother, so I untied her. She actually scolded me for helping her because she said daddy would be very upset with me for intervening. He was too. I got punished, but not like a father traditionally punishes his offspring. I did not get spanked or put in a corner. I got tied up. Bound and gagged like a pig about to be roasted and shoved in a dark closest over night. I was alone and scared. I had no access to a bathroom or warm bed. No food or water. Not even love and affection from my parents. My mom let me out the next day to get me ready for school. I had rope burns on my body. That incident broke me. I was forever scared of my father after that, but the incident also brought about a morbid fascination with bondage for me. As I got older, I asked boys to tie me up. I discovered that I was quite the bondage whore thanks to daddy. Daddy and mommy are long gone, but here I am still enjoying being bound and gagged. Last night my own son tied me up. He secured the ropes so tightly that I couldn’t move, forcing me to sleep in a painful position until he released me this morning. I have ropes and a wide variety of submissive devices. I am ready for you to tell me what to do sir.

Make me your submissive whore, Please?

submissive whore JessicaI crave to be your submissive whore! I’m just so fucking horny, and I need a big, strong, horny man to be my master! Punish me, bind me, gag me, use me as you will, and I’ll beg for more! I’ll be your very own sex doll, just like Barbie! I’ll dress as you order me to, fuck how you need me to. I so love it when you ram your beautiful dick down my throat over and over again until I puke all over your man meat. Use that slimy hammer to destroy me puckered little asshole! And I so dearly love you grabbing my throat, choking me while you ram into my body over, and over again! Take me right to the edge of blacking out, for when you release me, my whole body surges, going right to my sensitive, hardened clit. Deny me my orgasm, make me beg and plead for release!

And when my body is laying there, bloody, bruised, and broken, use me again! I crave being ravaged by you, oh please, please!

 

I need submissive phone sex, sir!

Submissive phone sex Jessica

I get off so fucking hard on submissive phone sex! I so crave the rough, firm handling of an experienced Master! The feel of the thick leather binding my big, beautiful tits! The luscious sting of my nipples being whipped, clamped, and twisted.Oh the sexual pain is so delicious, so sweet, I can’t get enough! Use me, make me your good little slut! For your piss fills my goblet, your marks be my badges of honor! Spank me, choke me, chain me up and use me as a coffee table for your guests to rest their shoes on, and I shall never be happier. Write “whore” on my forehead, and I’ll smile whilst you use my ass as your umbrella stand, Master! My hands do your bidding, and my holes, ever at your service!

Please punish me, Sir?

Submissive whore Jessica Sometimes a submissive whore just has to break the rules, just to get that yummy extra bit of punishment! Master was leaving, and said he’d be back in two hours, leaving me a short little list of things to do in his absence. He’s been so on edge lately, I just knew punishing me severely would perk him up! So, naturally, I didn’t make his bed. That always got him pissed off.

Sure enough when he came home, I greeted him on my knees, head bowed, and naked just as I’m always supposed to do, and when he asked if I had completed my chores, I told him no, I had not made his bed.

I heard that low growl from deep down in his chest rumble, radiating right out to the core of me, making my cunt run with juices. Here it comes.

He spanked me over, and over again, and had me crawl back to my bed by his own. Assuming my position of on my knees, hands between my feet, he clamped the spreader stockade clamp on me, locking it in place.

My heart and my pussy throbbed as I waited to see what was next. I nearly screamed when I felt him spit on my little asshole, then the cold of something metal and blunt pressing against me. All at once I was painfully, deliciously filled with something huge. I think it was his small tire bat. Oh but it didn’t feel so small!

After adding a few hard spankings to my throbbing pussy, he leaned over to my ear, and said, “OK pet, now you get to stay here until I return, and I’ll see what to do with you next, you bad, bad little girl!”

I could hear in his voice he was more himself, and I smiled into the sheet.

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BDSM Chat – Master’s Bad Day

BDSM chatMaster was pissed! I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew he would tell me. I assumed the position as quickly as I could once he slammed through the door, on my knees, hands palms up on top of them, head turned to the floor, back straight, ready for Master’s every command. He barked an order, and I all but ran to get him his plate of food, his drink was already sitting in front of him at his spot on the table. As my naked body appeared carrying his tray, he never once turned to look at me. I knelt next to his chair and placed the food in front of him, keeping my eyes on the plate. I could feel him staring at the side of my face as I cut up his food to feed him, but I knew better than to look at him. I was almost done with the preparation of his food, but before I knew what was happening, he was lifting me off of the floor. He carried me over to the living room windows, large floor-to-ceiling windows, and pressed my entire body up against it. We were high above the city, but I knew that if any of our neighbors looked out, they would see my naked form pressed against the glass. One of his hands came up to cover one of my tits as the other slid around front and into my cunt, covering the majority of my nudity even as he started fucking me with his fingers. His lips found my ear and started whispering harshly into it, all the atrocities that had happened that day, along with his displeasure at the way I had sent him to work without a blow job. I knew better than to say anything before he gave me permission, so I didn’t. Then, he was ramming his cock into my ass while he fingered my cunt, and I moaned and groaned with the sensations, but still didn’t dare to open my mouth. There, pressed against the window high above the city, for all the world to see, I was fucked hard enough to rattle the glass over and over.

Submissive Whore Bo Takes Dick From Boss

As a submissive whore I find great pleasure in pleasing my Boss much as I do my Master. So when I get called into the office to take down some dictation I got really excited. Entering the office I noticed something wasn’t quite normal as he was dressed like a Master in leather pants and all. Looking around questionably he smiled and told me to undress.

Undressed and vulnerable my new Master tethered my arms above my head by my wrists. My legs were spread and ankles bound to keep them spread. He then proceeded to slap at my breasts and pinching the nipples, spank my ass, and finger my cunt then put his pussy juice coated fingers in my mouth. He brought my hands down and behind my back as he kneed me to my knees. I was then forcibly face fucked so roughly my pussy was drenched!

He finished off blowing his load all over my face and ramming his throbbing prick in my cunt from behind to continue feeding my the dick-tation.

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Scat phone sex Becoming a Dirty Whore

Scat phone sexIt 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”