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My Introduction To BDSM

submissive whore LeahMost people in the lifestyle choose to enter into it.
Safe words are put in place, limits are established, boundaries are respected.
My first taste of the lifestyle wasn’t exactly that, a taste.
It was more like a force feeding…
Shortly after the spanking incident I was walking home from the bar. I stupidly declined my friend’s offer to go with me, so that’s exactly why the men in the black van were able to grab me off of the street.
One minute I’m getting jump tackled and knocked out, then I wake up in a creepy warehouse with the lights off.
I’m tied up, but still in my dress. My panties are missing, but I feel fine. My arms and legs are trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and I have no hope of moving by myself.
The lights go on, and to my left I see a group of women wearing latex body suits all tied to support beams. Various parts are naked and on display, so vulnerable looking..
A large group of men walk in, carrying an array of whips, paddles, knives, and…. candles?
They walk past me to the bound women, untying each one and throwing them to the floor.
They unzip their pants and piss all over the women, jeering at them and letting them know that this is all they’re good for.
Then they drag the women to a set of metal tables I hadn’t noticed before, shackling them to the tables and cutting open the suits in certain places.
One of them grabbed me and threw me onto a chair, leaving the gag on my mouth but taping my eyelids open.
They start on the women with the riding crops, slowly whipping their tits until their nipples begin to swell and bleed before moving south to their pussy lips.
Surprisingly, the screams aren’t really screams…
They use the thin twine to string up their breasts, pulling until the skin begins to go near blue.
The candles are lit and the wax is used to burn trails of pain down already abused flesh.
So that’s what they were for…
moans and sighs fill the air, confusing the hell out of me, but even I can’t deny how fucking turned on I am by the show.
The knives carve pretty patterns into creamy skin, slicing through latex. Red on black set on a pale canvas, such beautiful artwork.
The men all look at me, apparently it’s my turn….

I Needed To Be Punished

submissive whore robyn1When Joel came home he knew with out asking that I had been a bad whore.
When I gave him the package the UPS driver had brought for him he REALLY knew. I couldn’t lie when he asked me if I had been a bad slut. I had to tell him that I sucked the balls off the sexy UPS driver. I couldn’t help it he was so fucking sexy in his brown uniform.
Joel told me I would have to be punished. I knew that was cumming and my cunt was already wet with anticipation.
First he made me go get the smallest vibrator i had. He knows I like the big one but I had been a bad whore and needed to be punished so all I got was the little tiny one.
He made me put on nothing but my nylons and lay on the bed. Pulling them down a little bit he had me put just the tip of the vibrator in my ass and turn it on.
He knew that would just tease me and make me want more. But that was part of the punishment.
When I couldn’t stand it any more he made me shove it all the way in and pull my nylons up before he spanked my ass till I was crying and begging for mercy.
All while having to admit what a bad little slut I had been and how I deserved to be punished.
My punishment wasn’t slow and included nipple clamps and pain and more begging.
Eventually I can convince Joel that I will be a good girl and he lets me cum. But we both know that I will fuck up again and have to be punished like the submissive whore that I am

BDSM phone sex with Naomi

BDSM phone sex

I am yours. You own me. You own all of my holes. You can do what ever you fucking want to do my fuck holes. You make me feel so good daddy. Tie me up and torture me. Make me cum over and over again until I pass the fuck out. I am your dirty cum dumpster. Fist my pussy hole and make it so no one will ever want me again. I am your dirty nasty toilet. I want you to cum inside of me. Breed one of our own so you can fuck and torture us both. The look you get in your eyes as you torture me makes me so happy. I love seeing the evil in your eyes as you do what you want to me. I love being your worthless pet pig. Snorting for you as I suck your cock. Make me take your arm up my cunt. Fist fuck my holes daddy. Make me yours and only yours. 

BDSM Phone Sex

submissive whore (4)

I love to by tied up, used and fucked. Nothing gets my pussy more soaking wet than that! Well…actually I can think of one other thing. Something that would get me soaking and ready for more…Perhaps being tied up and forced to watch as my lil ones are played with, forced to taste their cock after it’s violated my sweet daughters cunt. Being able to do nothing as he rips her virgin holes wide open. Nothing could turn me on more, but I’m supposed to be a good mommy and beg him to stop, but he never listens. He just goes back and forth to fucking us both, making me moan for more and for it to stop all in one. There is nothing I could do about it except take it, and be fucked like a whore. Tied up and bound, as helpless as can be, watching and loving as my lil one gets fucked like a whore, just like her Mommy.

My New Master

Submissive Whore Leah (1)As a Fuck toy, I don’t have choices in where I sleep at night.
One night I’ll be in someone’s bed getting my whore mouth fucked, the next I’ll be strapped to a concrete slab in some warehouse with the ropes wrapped so tight that I can feel my nipples going numb.
I can have any one of my wet holes filled with anything imaginable, and some unbelievable, at any given time, and it almost always hurts.
I rarely have a say in anything.
But the pain makes it all worth it, that rush when skin finally breaks and blood oozes, when flesh gets torn off of bone.
That’s how I end up spending the night with Him.
I showed up to his hotel room, he was traveling for work and lonely.
Lonely probably isn’t the right word, more like horny.
Happily married, well employed, a man content with his life, almost.
He had a secret, and I wouldn’t be in his hotel room if he didn’t need to fulfill that particular need.
He surprised me right away, he actually said hello to me, asked me how I was doing. He even took my coat off and asked if I needed anything, not the usual way that a Master would treat their property.
It made me uncomfortable, and he saw that right away. His personality shifted immediately as he glared at me and grabbed my hair, kissing me so hard that his teeth broke my bottom lip open.
I could feel my slit leak as he sucked my blood in his mouth and tore off my shirt and bra.
He shoved me to the floor and told me that he didn’t approve of the slutty way that I dressed, which confused me even more. I was wearing a thin halter top and a leather mini skirt so short that my ass cheeks hung out.
Don’t all Masters like slaves wearing as little clothing as possible?
He sat back on the bed and took off his belt, unzipping his pants to pull out a thick monster cock, rock solid and already leaking precum.
I wanted to suck that meat stick more than anything else in the world, but I may be a worthless whore but I’m not an idiot.
I sat on the floor until he gave me permission to crawl to him.
Once I got to his feet he dragged me over his lap and pulled off my skirt, then started cracking that belt over my entire ass, whipping it raw and bleeding until he moved on to my thighs, going all the way down to my knees.
I’m all drool and tears when he finally changes the belt for his bare hand, which is gently caressing my bloody bum. He makes me count out twenty very hard swats to my already abused ass before he is finally satisfied.
Then he flips me over and does the one thing that I was not expecting.
He holds me in his arms, firm cock pressing into my crack, and he tells me that he doesn’t like for his toys to show other men what belongs to him.
He strokes my hair and tells me what a good little slave I have been, then he tells me I can call him Paul.
I have had a lot of Masters, but only one of them lets me call him Paul.
The rest of the night was a gentle bliss filled blur.

Submissive Whore Naomi

Submissive Whore

I am below trash, to be exact I am nothing but shit. I am a dirty shit covered whore. A dirty worthless cunt that needs to be punished. I want to be your slave. Train me to be the obedient whore you want. Torture me and make me your submissive whore. Spank me, slap me, make me your toilet. Humiliate me and degrade me. I love to humiliate myself for you. Let me call myself names for you. I am a dirty whore and I need to be punished!

Cum eating phone sex

I want to be your fuck toy. All of my holes are for you to fuck and punish. Make me your dirty cum dumpster. I need your cum and your punishment. I beg you to take me and train me. Make tie me up and make me suck your cock master. I want to be your dirty whore. Please master I want to make you happy, please let me suck your cock. Please master I will beg for you all night long!

Master Needed

submissive whore casey1It feels like it has been forever since I have had a real Master. It has only been 2 days since I felt that delicious pleasure and pain. Don’t get me wrong he was a great master. He had my backside so sore I could barely sit down but I need more. I need more pain. I am looking for a master to have the ultimate submissive phone sex with me. You can do whatever you want to me. I need that pain. I need to be punished like the whore I am. Tie me up, blindfold me, whip me, paddle me. I need a master on the phone that can give me that pain and then the pleasure I need. After all of the punishment I will be so wet and ready to take your big hard, throbbing cock in my tight pussy. I want you to fuck my mouth hard. I want that big, hard throbbing cock to fill my ass and pound it so hard and cum in my ass. I want to feel that hot cum inside of my tight ass. So you see what I need no what I crave is phone sex with the ultimate master. One that can get me on my knees and make me beg!

Such a good girl

submissive whore casseyI met a new master last night and it was just what i craved. He was a perfect master. He tied my wrists and ankles to the bed while i was lying on my belly. He spanked me so so hard and it felt absolutely amazing. I begged for more. He would stop long enough to whisper in my ear what a good girl I was. My pussy was getting so wet. He teased me by barely touching my pussy. My ass was so sore but the feeling was incredible. Finally he told me if I was really a good girl I would beg for his big, hard throbbing cock. I begged and pleaded. He untied me and fucked my mouth so good. Then he bent me over the bed and in one quick movement he shoved his whole huge cock into me I screamed out, he was so big and hard. He pounded and pounded until finally he came inside my tight pussy. He made me come at the same time. After he just kept whispering I was such a good girl, the best he had ever had.

A Lesson In Humility

submissive whore robyn1I don’t know how Master finds these things out or if he makes them up for his own pleasure. He claimed that last Sunday, January 3rd was Humiliation Day.
I was informed that there would be a party in my honor and solely designed for my humiliation.
Part one of this humiliation was that I would clean the house from top to bottom until it was spotless for this party, totally naked while being whipped by master at every turn, as well as prepare all the food and drink and set everything up buffet style so that my services would not be needed for serving.
I was then placed in my cage for presentation to the guests who would humiliate me over the course of the party.
At first the humiliation was not so bad. I was marked with permanent marker all over my body with a word written by each guest. Things like slut, worthless, garbage, cunt….
As the guests became more intoxicated things progressed. I was peed on, shit on, puked on, used and abused in every way imaginable.
By the end of the evening I was a mess and humiliated as I have never been before.
When it was all said and done Master told me that this was a lesson. And the lesson that I learned was that my worst humiliation is only someone else’s monetary entertainment and that is the only thing I would ever be good for.

Slave Training

slave training (2)My master could see my nipples…I knew he could. It was cold out and I wasn’t wearing a bra…I knew this was going to require some punishment. He didn’t like other’s being able to see my rock hard nipples, those were his – he owned me. As soon as we got home he was smacking me around and ordering me to get undressed. Calling me a whore and a stupid fucking slut. I didn’t dare disobey him, I simply stripped my clothes and looked ashamed. He dragged me to the bathroom and turned on the water. It was boiling hot. He didn’t put any cold on, so literally the water was so hot it could scorch my skin. He pushed a gag into my mouth, pushed me under the water and tied my hands up to the shower head. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t escape the boiling heat that was pouring over my body, I wanted to cry but I knew better not to. I was moaning and begging through the ball in my mouth, and he was smiling and stroking his cock. I was helpless and he knew it. He told me since I wanted to be a skank he was going to make sure that I wasn’t cold and my nipples weren’t rock hard. And what could I do? Nothing…