Sure you came here for a submissive whore, but why not have that and milf phone sex too? Yes, yes I do in fact have 3 little brats running around that need as much torture and punishment as I do. So yes, that’s my plan…master. I am going to give you myself and my little ones, all our free will. We don’t need that anyway…you’re going to do whatever you want to us. And we can’t complain, and I know very well that you’re going to make me help. What kind of bad, naughty whore would I be if I didn’t help you fulfill your rape fantasies with my babies tight little bald holes? Mmm, bet that got you rock hard, huh? Come play with us, we’re waiting for you!
Category: BDSM chat
Bondage Whore Breast Torture
I’m such a bondage whore; sometimes I try to get into trouble so master will tie me up at work. I was purposefully late the other morning just so he would tie me to my chair. I was hoping for breast bondage. It is my favorite. I love it when a man wraps them up so tightly that look like torpedoes and start to change colors. I guess master is on to my games. He did tie me to my office chair for being late, however, he did not bind them like I hoped. Instead, I got nipple and breast torture. That I do not like. I remember when I was pregnant with my daughter and he was pissed that I put in for maternity leave. He beat, cut and drained my breasts of their milk. I was never able to breast feed her because he mutilated my nipples. My more recent torture was reminiscent of that time. He smacked my tits together. He used them like Muhammad Ali uses punching bags when training for a fight. I was crying from the pain. My fun bags are fake, so the more he punched me, the more the risk increased that he would bust a saline bag. He stabbed my nipples with a letter opener. He even stapled my nipples, piercing them to my areolas. I was bleeding. Battered and bruised, but master was just getting started. He is part of an old boys club. They smoke stogies and drink gin. He lit a big fat stogie until the embers were bright orange then burned my already bloody nipple. He put the smoke out with his gin. The pain was awful. So bad I pissed myself. Alcohol burns an open wound. The sting of the gin was almost as bad as the cigar burn. I was forced to work the rest of the day with bleeding and swollen breasts. Blood leaked through my bra onto my pink blouse. It just made master hard remembering how good he punished his worthless submissive whore.
Pussy Under Pressure
For the better part of our playtime Master has an erotic and impassioned touch to our bondage sessions. But this last bit of fun we dabbled in was intense torture to my poor little pussy. That is not to say I didn’t enjoy it. Just saying it was a different type of pleasure that I was not quite used to. In fact I fucking loved it. The balance of pleasure and pain brought me to an eruptive orgasm. He started by restraining me, naturally. Bounding my wrists together above my head to the bed posts following that my legs were ripped back and fastened to my wrists. Popping my pussy out front and center for him to perform his version of bondage, torture surgery. Smashing my pussy lips between lucite pressure vessels. Exposing my cunt hole for him to jostle around many different sizes of fuck beads in my pussy. Stretching me out in a slow and steady pace. Every now and then he would bite down on my clit which eventually became the cause of my squirting all over his face.
A Thin Line Between Pleasure And Pain
Bound to a chair flipped upside down. Leather straps securing me to the chair with my hands behind my back. He didn’t say much to me, my Master was on a mission. I seen a hose wound up in the corner so I knew water of some sort was going to be involved. I heard the door open but hand no way of seeing who also came in to join us. Once again Master seated himself in a position next to me where he had the advantage of seeing both my face and my rear end. I heard the hose unraveling and the anticipation sat in. Whenever I get nervous and anxious my pussy gets so wet. Part of what makes me such a great sub. My pussy is always inviting no matter what the anguish. Suddenly I heard a clicking and then the sound of water spraying the ground followed right behind. It was as if this person was trying to find a setting on the hose nozzle. I started to feel the misting coming off the water that was now spraying the ground. Then I felt it. I sharp steady stream of water nailed me from behind right between my pussy lips. Instantly spreading them apart with the force of the water. I felt the sensation of being filled up. My pussy hole began to gurgle and bubble as I could feel the water run back out just as quickly as it was being pumped in. I can see this is exciting Master because he is stroking his cock. He scoots his chair right in front of me and makes me start sucking his cock as the water stream sways up and down with each movement it gets closer to my clit. Then it hits. The force of the stream hitting my sensitive clit sent a spine chilling sensation up my body but at the same time felt pleasurable. The whole time Master has his cock balls deep in my throat. He is thoroughly enjoying my helpless moans and cries on his dick. While watching me walking a thin line between water pleasure and pain.

















