Category: Bondage and submission

Bondage Phone Sex Photo Shoot

bondage phone sexI love being a bondage phone sex whore. It is hard to tie myself up, but I can bind my tits at least and my ankles. I got into bondage decades ago. Most of the official masters I have had in my life have enjoyed tying me up. I frequent bondage clubs and I recently started doing some fetish bondage photo shoots. Nothing professional. Pretty much just horny men who want to pay me to tie me up and take photos for their spank bank. I answer ads on this knock off site of the Back Pages. Lewis had a foot fetish. He wanted to pay me to bind my feet and cum on them. Of course, he wanted to take photos too. I knew master wouldn’t find out. A girl must make a living, right? Master pays me, but I have two teens and everything they want, and need, is expensive. So, I started moonlighting. Most of the men have been pretty tame. I figured a foot fetish guy would be the tamest of them all. I was wrong. It went vanilla like I thought initially. My feet and hands were bound. He jacked off on my feet a few times, taking pictures. He excused himself to the other room, leaving me tied up and covered in his sticky goo. When he came back, he was not alone. I never heard anyone else in his place. They had been as quiet as church mice. Five teenage boys, presumably his sons, entered the room where I was with their cocks in their hands. They started stroking their cocks over my bound body. It was like something out of a bukkake phone sex scene. Horny teen boys nutting all over my body. If they had just cum on my feet that would have been fine, but they gang banged me too. I did not agree to that, but I was tied up. Not much I could do to stop them. Lewis wanted pictures of teenage boys fucking me. I don’t think he ever cared about my feet.

He sold me out

submissive whoreMy Master sold me out to his friend all so that he could party a little longer one night. It’s not like he didn’t have money to pay for it, he just wanted a cheaper alternative and he knew that I would do whatever he told me to do. So I went with that man ever tho he was big and scary and told me that he was going to hurt me. I had no way to say no, no safe words no cushion. It was just me and him and a world of pain that I didn’t even know existed. He used me so hard, all my holes were fucked so hard that they tore open. My body was beaten bloody and bruised and I honestly wasn’t sure if I would survive the night. It was so hard but I made my Master happy and that was all that really mattered.

I Knelt and Waited for my Master

Submissive SlutWhenever I get a text from my master that only gives a day and time, I immediately get so excited. My pussy starts to get warm and wet. That is the signal for me to be ready for play time. I am to make sure my body is freshly waxed, and everything is nice and clean. I always arrive just a little early to get ready. I put on whatever he has laid out for me, apply bright red lipstick and tie my hair back. Then I kneel on the floor with my head lowered and wait. It doesn’t matter how long I wait I never look up until he has given me permission. Tonight, it seems like I knelt for hours for his arrival and my knees were getting tired, but I never move. I know he has secret nanny cams all around and he would know if I did. Finally, he shows up, opens the door and gets in the shower. He said not a word to me, and I remained still, never flinching. When he was finished, he came to me, lifted my head and smiled at me. He sat in a chair and told me to crawl to him. I did exactly as instruct and when I got to him, he removed his towel and motioned me towards his dick. I knew what he wanted, and I started licking and sucking his cock with long strokes just like he likes. After he was hard, he grabbed my head and started ramming his hard cock deep in my throat, choking me with every thrust. Tears ran down my face and I could barely breath. I gasp for air and the urge to throw up because I am nothing but a submissive slut to my Master. After unloading his warm cum in my mouth he pulled me by my hair and drug me towards the table……………. To be continued.

Bondage and Submission

bondage and submission

Bondage and submission is my life. I am either tied up or submitting to some man. I am still trying to heal my bruised psyche from being forced to entertain a barn yard last week. Master has been in a foul mood lately. He lost a big case. A case he worked years on too. Lots of billable hours wasted. It was a class action suit against a pharmaceutical company. The plaintiffs ended up settling for a fraction of what they could have received if the case had gone to court, but they got desperate for money. I said, I understood and that pissed master off. I know what it is like to be desperate for money. You will make unwise decisions to keep food on the table and a roof over your head. All Master saw was a loss of significant income to his already lined pockets. I was punished for my comment. Not the traditional spanking punishment either. He stripped me naked, tied me up and tossed me in a supply closet. I hate the dark and I am claustrophobic. It felt like I was in their for hours but it was only about 20 minutes when he opened the door. He was not alone. He had a few janitors with him. He told them it was their lucky day because they could do anything they wanted to me. Master told them that his submissive slut needed punished. They gang banged me on the floor. My hands and feet were bound while fat balding toilet cleaners fucked me. Master was giving me a message that I was even below the janitors. They pissed on me too because master let them know that I was the one toilet they didn’t have to clean. Just when I thought I couldn’t be humiliated any more. I was wrong.

Bondage Phone Sex Date

Sometimes I need more than just bondage phone sex, and the other night I got more. I got every little bit I deserved and was in store for it. It was expected of me to be a good little subby whore. My daddy primed to be the best cum guzzling cunt too. I learned early on to like the taste of my dirt from his cock. He taught me how to properly clan my ass. I was trained like a good submissive humiliation slut to finger my holes. All three of my holes. I first learned to put fingers in my twat and to lick them, then to finger my butthole and lick them clean. I was trained to like it. If I failed to present a clean bottom to my daddy he made me clean my shit off his cock with my cum craving mouth. I always like to please my daddy. I get his cum in my slut mouth and shared with my brothers when he is done with me. I must always worship a mans cock and thank him for cumming on or in me. Can I worship the cum from your cock like a good subslut?

That is what a submissive whore is for

submissive whoreI was used and abused yesterday but what else could I really expect? That is what a submissive whore like me is for after all so I really shouldn’t be surprised but it just hurt so bad! My Master dragged me out of bed by my hair and threw me to the floor, he didn’t say a word he just pulled out his cock and shoved it down my throat. I was choking and gagging and crying but I let him do whatever he wanted like a good girl. Then he pulled his cock out of my throat and just beat the shit out of me. He was so quiet it was terrifying to have him just say nothing at all like that I had no idea why he was so mad but he clearly was out to hurt me very very bad. In between beatings he would force fuck my tender asshole until it was raw and bleeding and he just kept all this up for hours. By the time he was done I was curled up in a ball just sobbing in pain and he left me there on the floor all night covered in blood and cum.

Home Invasion Tied and Tortured

He was inquiring about a bondage chat session. We were at a little scene party and I was being very docile and shy as my Master that took me there loved me to be. I pleasantly told him he’s going to need to talk to Master about such a thing. I think it upset him terribly. He was able to follow us when we left the party, and found where I lived. He would message me on FB through the group and try threatening me about knowing where I lived and that I really should just give him a date. It was getting annoying that he wouldn’t leave me alone and I never realized he really did know where I lived. He never proved it… well not until the other night. I was asleep and he managed to find the spare key and knew my family was away. He found me in my bed. I was gagged and blindfolded quickly, but I knew him by the way he smelled and breathed. He was very forceful with me and called me a fucking little slut before he slapped my face. He tied my wrists and ankles. I was bound completely and stripped of my nighty and panties. He said now that I was tied up and all his we could have that session he’s been bugging me about. I whimpered as he started to put clamps on my nipples and take the riders crop to them. I tried to squirm but he was too good in his knots. I knew he was going to do bad things to me now.

Bondage chat

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“Shut up slut!” he yelled at me as he slapped me hard across the face again. He kept slapping me every time I made the slightest noise and even when I wasn’t making a noise. If I even looked up at him, I knew he was going to punish me. I kept staring forward, trying to do everything exactly as he wanted me to. Being my son’s submissive bondage whore meant doing anything he wanted me to do. Tonight, he wanted to fuck me in the ass and make me slurp his cock clean before he rammed it into my pussy. When I asked him if he liked the way I sucked his cock is when he slapped me. He loves to be in control and I didn’t have permission to talk. I licked and sucked the juices from my pussy and ass off of his cock. When he saw that I had sucked his cock clean, he bent me over and started to fuck me as hard as he could. I knew that he was going to cum soon and I knew what that meant. That meant that he was going to make me scoop out all of the cum with my fingers and lick my sticky, cummy hands clean for him. He loves watching Mommy eat his cum. I did as I was told and he was happy that Mommy knows her place.

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreWhen you are a bondage whore, life can be unpredictable. I go to fetish clubs often. Master doesn’t mind because fetish clubs are rarely about fucking and I maintain my submissive nature. I just went home with the wrong man. Story of my life.  It has happened before and will happen again.  Harry was a dominant master. He is looking for a new sub. His last one moved for work. I have seen him at this bondage club often. He was always with a pretty blonde. When I saw him alone last night, I put myself in his eyesight. I wanted him to tie me up. I knew he was a rope expert. We got a room. He was not a big talker, but he did bind me like a parcel package. I felt like a contortionist. He had me in some unnatural positions. When the club closed, he suggested we go to his place. He knew I was owned, and we could not fuck. He didn’t want to fuck me. I was too old for his tastes. He likes a young submissive whore, but he had no problem perfecting his already excellent bondage skills with me. He tied me up so securely, I couldn’t move without fear of breaking a bone. He excused himself to use the bathroom and never came back until the next morning. He left me tied up tightly on a guest bed while he slept. I pissed the bed. I was dying of thirst and I was cold. When he came back the next morning, he had to cut the ropes because even he could not undo the knots. I had rope burns on my wrists and my ankles. I could barely walk when I left. He gave me his card and suggested we do it again. I took his card, but in my head, I was saying hell no as I ran out his door.

He punished me

submissive whoreI was mouthy to my Master and he punished me for it. I knew better than to question him but I really hated the man he brought over to use me, he is fat and smelly and gross and I didn’t want his nasty body all over mine. Well I ended up with worse after telling my Master that I wouldn’t fuck him, he brought over several more men just as fat and smelly and gross and made me fuck them all! I had to do whatever they told me to do no matter how degrading and disgusting it was. And then when they were finally done with me I had to lay there covered in their sweat and stink and cum all night long, I wasn’t allowed to shower it off until the next day! Once I was clean my Master beat me until I could hardly breathe and told me that I had better never disobey him like that again and I am here to tell you I for sure never will! Once was more than enough!