Category: Bondage and submission

kidnapped

Submissive whoreThere’s nothing like being all tied up and fucked . I am a whore . And I put myself in dangerous situations hoping someone will kidnap me and fuck me senseless ! One time I went to the worst neighborhood I could find wearing nothing but a corset and a tiny skirt and I toke a walk. I remember blacking out in pain and when I woke up I was all tied up . As pretty as a fucking present. One man was fucking my ass so hard . And he was using the rope to thrust even harder . I swear to god his cock toke up every inch of my ass .But what got my attention was the man standing in front of me . Your not allowed to scream , cry , or run said the man . You will call me master and you will fucking like it . And you will take everything I give you graciously. You have no value do you understand ? I told him to go fuck himself . Being tied up and fucked was my reward for him now being in my life. The punishment I got for talking back …

Tied, Used, And Throw Away

Bondage submissionI sat still, quiet and waited. He paced the floor back and forth at times I thought maybe he forgot I was even there. I dared not ask what was on his mind. It was normal for him to be lost in thought and I thought for a moment it was possible….oh how I dared think it but maybe he didn’t need me. As soon as I began to question my use was when his large hand came up and grabbed my throat, his free hand diving down into my panties. Feeling his large fingers shoving into my cunt. “Not fucking wet enough” he screamed finger fucking me, as I profusely apologized. His grip around my neck grew tighter as he dragged me into the bedroom throwing me onto the bed. He opened up the closest and grabbed his black rope hanging up on the inside hook. He yanked me to the edge of the bed and used his favorite position to frogtie me. To keep my legs open but secured, and rip my panties to reveal my pussy to him. “I’ll make you wet, stupid bitch”. He pushed his cock into my pussy, it slid in quick and fast as his control had me hot and ready to be used. He slammed into me over and over, not satisfied until I was screaming, cumming on his cock begging for a moment. The moment I was not going to be granted as he kept going, slapped my face and told me to shut-up. With 3 final thrust he blew his cock juice deep inside me. Pulling out and laughing as I quivered, he didn’t untie me instead he grabbed my body and through me into his closet. Tossing a towel at me and ordering me not to drip his gift on the floor. Then shutting the door and leaving me in the dark.

Your Submissive Valentine

Submissive SlutValentine’s day, the day that your slut should do exactly what you crave and desire. If she doesn’t, then you know who will, don’t you? I present to you. I’m the perfect submissive Valentine. You want to be sucked and fucked, easily done. However I feel that you don’t want something so simple. No, make me scream, make me choke, make me beg for mercy under your control. I’m just a slut, treat me as such this Valentine’s day. Don’t bring me chocolates, or flowers. Just bring your hard cock, and balls filled with cum. Bring the whips, rope, toys, nipple clamps, and torture devices! Here I am waiting and willing. I know that I’m that slut who should be thankful to be able to have a cock like yours to serve this Valentine’s day.

Punishment Of A Submissive Whore

submissive whoreI was a bad submissive whore again. My Master had caught me playing with my pussy in the bathtub. I knew he had installed cameras throughout the house to watch me, but I didn’t know he had one in the shower. I had even closed the shower curtain to avoid any camera’s in the bathroom. So, when my phone dinged and a video of me pleasuring myself appeared on my phone with instructions to meet him at 7:00pm, I knew I was in trouble. I did as tell and showed up early, undressed, wearing only heels and a collar and knelt waiting for him to arrive. When he walked in the door, he said not a word to me, just grabbed me by the collar and drug me to the basement. He still didn’t speak to me as he sat me down on the fucking machine and strapped me in and handed me the wand. He even applied electric nodules to my pussy so that he could shock me whenever he wanted. He then positioned the fucking machine deep inside me. He put it on high and turned it on so that it was continually ramming my wet bald pussy. He turned the wand on high and positioned it on my clit, grasping my hands to hold it in place. He then stood back to watch me have forced orgasm after forced orgasm, knowing how painful they would become. As tears ran down my cheeks and my pussy hurt from the fucking machine and the electric shocks, my Master laughed. He made me continue for what seemed hours before he finally turned off the machines, lifted me up and bent me over ramming his dick deep inside my raw pussy, fucking me hard until he shot his warm load deep inside me. He them pushed me to my knees for some cock worshiping. He dressed and left without saying a word to me.

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreI do not hide the fact that I am a bondage whore. I love to be tied up. I can tie my own breasts up well. I can do my ankles too. It is hard, however, to tie my entire body up. I must go on fetish sites and find guys near me willing to come over in a pandemic and tie up an old whore. Almost every time I have let a man, I met online tie me up, it has not gone well. Last night was no different. I was catfished. I thought I was talking to this handsome man my age named Charlie. When he arrived, it was clear he was not the person he presented himself to be in our online chats and texts. I asked a few questions, but he pushed his way inside and tackled me. The next thing I knew, I was tied up like a side of beef. He could not have been much older than my son. He was old enough to drive, but I did not ask questions I did not want the answers to. He had been impersonating his father online. I guess his dad is into the BDSM world, and like father, like son. He told me he had been looking at his father’s extensive bondage collection for years now. He even practiced his knots on his baby sister. I was flabbergasted. This was a teen boy. There was no way he was over 19. He was likely still in high school. He tied me up better than men twice his age have in the past. He was a natural with the knots. I am a submissive whore for who ever wants to dominate me, so I took orders from junior like he was my master. Not like I could do anything else. I was tied up tight. He fucked me. He pissed on me. He even spanked my bare ass. Kinky boy. I was worried about his age, but if he is not telling, neither am I.

Bondage whore Jessica

bondage whoreI’ve been my son’s personal bondage whore for a very long time now. I wanted him to always feel loved and wanted when he was younger. The attention I showed him very quickly turned into an intense owner/slave relationship. Even now that he lives in another city and doesn’t visit as often, I find myself getting so wet and hot when I think about the way he used to treat me. He would come into my room at any hour of the night and wake me up by shoving his cock into my mouth. He told me that my only purpose in life was to serve him and please his cock. He used me as his cum dump, fuck toy as then would degrade me and treat me like a whore. I never had to tell him how wet my pussy got when he would slap me around and force me to suck his cock. He would reach down and grab my soaked cunt, and laugh at me for being so turned on and then spit in my face before he forced me to take his hard dick in my asshole with no lube or anything. He stretched my shit hole and ripped me open and I still wanted more. I still think about him all the time and look forward to his visits. I still crave his cock and cum and need to be treated like his whore again!

 

He Forced Me To My Knees

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I was roughly pinned against the wall, the grit of the bricks scraping against my bare back. He had cut the shirt and bra off of me mere moments ago, determined that he needed better access to me. His strong had was crushing my windpipe, and with every squeeze my cunt was dripping more and more. I was terrified, but my body was betraying me. It knew better than anyone what it was that I wanted; or more, what I needed. Getting used like this, forced to pleasure a stranger in a dirty, downtown alleyway was so close to the sick fantasies I actually craved.

He lifted me off of the needle littered asphalt. “Let me ask you one more time, bitch. Are you going to be a good girl for Master?” The submissive slut in me screamed “YES!” but my type A personality managed to choke out a “No.” He wasn’t pleased. He dropped me, letting me crumple to the concrete. It tore up my legs, and ripped away my pantyhose. My back scraped down the wall. I screamed, I bled, and my pussy leaked. He was pulling out his thick cock, throbbing and dripping. Grabbing me by the back of my head, he forced my mouth open. I stared up at him with pleading eyes.

Please, use me.

I Was In Trouble

submissive whoreHe caught me with my vibrator again and I knew that I was in even more trouble than I had been in before. He had told me that if he caught me again that the punishment would not be pleasant. I walked down the stairs to the basement where he was waiting for me. He told me to kneel with my hands in front of me. I did as I was told, and he bound my hands in gloves and lifted me up. He walked me over to where hooks hung from the ceiling and bars leaned up against the wall. He took my hands and attached them to the hook above my head. He then placed my legs in a spreader bar and attached a rod between my legs leading to my pussy. He then removed a paddle from his box, ripped open my shirt and proceeded to paddle my tits until they were bright red and my nipples were swollen. As tears rolled down my face and I tried to catch my breath he attached a wand to the bar between my legs, pushed it close to my clit and turned it on. I immediately felt my body begin to orgasm. He sat there watching me and when he could see my clit becoming engorged, he would flick it with a stick. The pain was enormous. Who would have though that orgasms could bring such unpleasantness? As I sobbed from the torture he just laughed as he turned off the lights leaving me in a dark room with only the sound of the wand and my cries.

Submissive Sex Office Whore

submissive sexDo you need submissive sex in your office? Your wife is never at your place of work, so it is the perfect time to get naughty. Although my master and boss is not back to the office yet, he gave me permission to temp for a friend of his who needs a paralegal for a few weeks while his normal woman is on Covid lock down. I was happy to take this gig too because Todd is so handsome. I was not sure what to expect. Master never admitted if Todd was a master type or just a normal boring lawyer. Either way, I was hoping he would fuck me. Yesterday was the end of my first week with Todd. I may never go back to my Master. Not only does he fuck me bent over his desk, but he also gets rough with me. He treats me like his property, like his submissive whore. He slaps my ass, pulls my hair, pinches my nipples, shoves office supplies in my fuck holes. He skull fucks me whenever he wants, even if I am on the phone. If he is on the phone and must pee, he snaps his fingers and I crawl under his desk and act as his porta-potty. It has been invigorating after being separated from my master for months. I need to be put in my place often. A whore like me does not thrive without male ownership and supervision. My ass hurts. My jaw hurts. My tits are black and blue. I have rope burns on my ankles, wrists and tits. I have a pretty purple ring around my neck too. Some girl in the office building asked me why I stayed with an abusive men. She had no clue that I was not a battered wife but a willing submissive slut.

Submissive Whore Humiliation

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The last time I got into trouble with my Master, he really went out of his way to humiliate me. He told me that I wasn’t allowed to go shopping and buy any shoes that he didn’t approve of, but when I passed by a store window, I saw a pair that I had to have. He caught me walking around my bedroom in them and he got really mad at me when he realized I’d disobeyed him. He put me over his knee and spanked me for my immediate punishment, but then he told me that there would be more.

He took me back to the shoe store where I’d purchased the shoes to return the shoes. But he made me crawl into the store on my hands and knees and I was on a leash. He made me tell the sales lady, from the floor, that I was a submissive whore who had made a huge mistake by disobeying my Master and that I had to return the shoes. Everyone was staring at me and I felt more humiliated than I ever had in my life. Master took me home and put me in my cage in the basement.