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Bondage Whore is the Table

Bondage whoreForniphilia is a form of bondage and sexual objectification in which a person’s body is incorporated into a chair, table, cabinet or other piece of furniture. I kept reminding myself of this as my arms were strapped into a V and my legs together making me a table. My head was even covered with a mask and some strappy things wrapped around me to make me more sexy. There was a cold tray on my back, heavy with drinks and snacks. I was a good table as I listened to my Master woo his date, the purrs and happy noises she was making lets me know he’s doing well. I can smell his musk and hear wet slurping noises. His breath catching confirms that Master is getting his cock sucked. She gags for a moment coming up for breath, panting and I know he took her head and held her down. Put all his cock in her throat at once before pulling her off of his cock. I felt the tray lifted off of my back. Surprised as I felt a warm body lean over me. Putting their weight on me. Her soft pillowy breasts pressing into my back. I heard the sound of a belt being pulled out of belt loops before I heard a sharp hard crack across an ass. The girl resting on me moaned and a shiver ran through her. Knowing I was being her support, her table, make my pussy so wet and helped me to forget the soreness of my muscles from the awkward and hard position to keep. So as he kept spanking her with the belt, her nails gripping and digging into my side. The surprised cries. The gasps as leather impact skin. I just couldn’t help but get wetter and wetter. I could feel my own pussy juices trickling down my thighs as the belt thumped onto the ground. Then the conjoined moans of two people experiencing each other. My Master was fucking this woman while she used me for support. Each thrust I could feel her moan against my back, feel those shivers of pleasure and the pin prick of her nails. He thrust harder making her rock back and forth over me as the room filled with the sound and smell of their fucking and it was so amazing. When she came on me, quivering with the orgasm. Master grunting as he came into her. I felt my own pussy contract, cumming without it ever being touched. Just because I got to be their table for their fucking.

Submissive Slut – Valentine’s Surprise

Submissive slutI went to a Valentine’s Day bash at a friend’s house. I have loved these parties ever since I attended my first one, and I couldn’t wait to subject myself to all the forms of torture and pleasure that awaited me. What I didn’t expect was that there would be a “greeting area” set up outside of the room where the party would be. They stopped me, made me strip right there, then bound my hands, blindfolded me, and put a rag-gag in my mouth. At least they were kind enough to put some kind of strawberry flavored oil on it. I was led into a room by at least one dom, and laid out stomach-down on a leather, padded bed or table; my nipples got hard with the first contact with that cold material. I knew my cunt was dripping, but I didn’t care. The sounds of others breathing were all around me. I could hear a couple of voices across the room, but there was no way to hear what they were saying. When things finally got started, I could hear movements, and then shrill cries from other girls. It made me anxious, but the anticipation also made my cunt start pulsating with lust. Finally, I could feel someone next to my own table. I expected pinching, electric wand, clamps, something that didn’t make much noise, but produced a good bit of pain. I did NOT expect someone to start carving skin off my ass. It hurt, at first, but the pain became unbearable after a bit, and I couldn’t help the moans and cries that started to come from me. I could hear other girls around me being fucked, but I was in torment. When they finally stopped carving into me, someone leaned down and kissed the tortured area before fingers entered my cunt. They drove me to orgasm so many times last night, AND I love the heart they gave me on my ass!!Hardcore bondage

More Slave Training

slave trainingMy boss is my master. Friday, I was late to work by 5 minutes. That pissed him off. He decided I needed re-schooled. He hired a younger guy to give me some slave training. It was no training. It was just punishment. Painful punishment. My master is no spring chicken. In fact, he has one foot in the grave and another on a banana peel. I am loyal to him because he has been my master for decades. He has taken good care of me financially and even has provisions in his will for me and my offspring. I can’t afford to fuck things up now with being late or complaining about my punishment. This guy he hired was sadistic as fuck too. My master is not unusually cruel. He rules with an iron fist, but has never disfigured me or put me in the hospital. He is an old school master. This new generation of women hating men scare me because they don’t respect the master and servant relationship; they just want to do serious harm to a woman. Permanent harm. He tied my boobs up so tight they turned blue and purple. Master was rock hard and touching himself. My punishment didn’t seem too bad until my surrogate master started punching  my boobs like he was Mike Tyson. He was Mike Tyson. Not only did he punch them hard, he bit my left nipple off. When I screamed in pain, he looked at my boss and said, “It tastes like chicken.” Master started to come to my aid, but this young guy told him to back off, I was his bitch at the moment. He suggested Master has been too soft with his submissive whore over the years. He yelled at my master for making me weak then punched my tits so hard a saline bag burst. I had to work several hours with a fucked up boob that caused me a lot of pain. I spent Friday night in the ER. First time my master has sent me to the ER. Things are changing and I am scared.

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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