Category: Bondage and submission

Cock worshiping my Master

Cock worshipingI felt that surge of pleasure running through me at your words. The way your hard yet silky smooth cock head felt against my nose as you teased me into using my mouth on you. My eyes looking up at you as I run my tongue over my lips. “Yes Master. I… this girl wants to be a good kitten for her Master.” I said as I tilted my head to lift my lips to your cock head giving you a little lick on the underside of your shaft. Not yet touching the head as I move, letting myself shift from my kneeling position to on all fours as I licks up the shaft. Treating it very much as if I was a kitten and licking it clean with long slow licks and little appreciative moans escaping from my throat. I was being mean to my Master, my tongue in teasing and careful worship of your cock but never once touching the head. I didn’t let you feel that wet warmth of my cheeks around you that silky smooth tongue wrapping around and massaging your shaft as I sucked you. I nuzzled against the spit slickened base of your shaft before running my nose tip along the length getting back to the head just as you had originally poked against my nose. My tongue finally licking and give a long slow drag of warm wet flesh to the base of the head before I kissed the tip. Giving it a hard and teasing suck before I open my mouth, leaning forward on my hands and knees to take in your length. my tongue rubbing against the base of the shaft as I sucked, rocking back and forth slowly each time letting you go just that much deeper with the next rock forward. Taking you inch by inch until that head touched the back of my throat. I stopped, eyes looking up to watch my Master as I rocked back rather than pushing down past that point and into my throat. my cheeks sucking in hard as the power of my lips tugs at your cock. My tongue never leaving the base. My sucking doesn’t go easier as I gets to the head. Purposely letting that suction be so intense around the most sensitive of places. I loved watching my Master as I torture you with my body and wanted to learn just how to drive you crazy. Even as you took your hands, tangling your fingers in my hair and thrusting hard and deep into my throat. Using me like the slave I am for your own pleasure.

The Tutor’s Discipline

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I hadn’t been focusing in school as much as I should, so my dad hired a tutor to make sure I really was disciplined in my studies. The tutor’s office was private- just a room with his desk and table for him and students to work together. Despite his best efforts, I still wasn’t understanding the lesson. Frustrated, he grabbed me and bent me over the desk. He told me he would have to teach me a different lesson today. He bound my hands behind my back with his belt and pulled up my skirt. My skin stung with each smack of his hand. I cried out and apologized for being a bad girl, but he only spanked me harder. Then he pushed me to the floor and grabbed me by the hair to pull me up to my knees. He took out his big cock and squeezed my jaw until it opened. Gagging me with his thick rod, he pushed his dick all the way down my throat so I couldn’t breathe. He pulled back so I could get some air but kept throat fucking me as I gasped in between thrusts. Just as he was cumming, he exited my mouth to shoot all of his hot cum down my face, which dripped down to my bare titties. I have learned my lesson for sure, this time!

My Son’s Bondage Whore

bondage whoreBeing a bondage whore is hard work. I have been working with my son on his rope skills. He was a scout, so he does have some knowledge about knots. I guess I got a little bossy with him over the weekend. He didn’t like me complaining about his loose knots. “If they so loose you stupid whore, see if you can get out of them yourself,” he snapped before spitting in my face and leaving the house. I was on the cold floor. The heat was not on because we just came off a warm spell. The temperatures were rapidly declining. I had no idea how long he would be gone. He was pissed. One time he left me tied up for several days because I folded his laundry wrong. He gets his temper from his father. I need a new master, but I am not accustomed to being left tied up indefinitely. What seemed like forever, was about 8 hours. He came back home drunk. I had pissed on the floor. That made him angry too. He expected me to hold it in like a dog. He untied me, then shoved my face into my piss like a bad puppy. He was getting aroused treating me like a worthless submissive whore. He undid his belt; fastened it around my neck like he was about to strangle me while he pulled out his cock. He ass fucked me hard while I licked up my own piss. He was pulling on the belt so hard, I almost puked. I came close to passing out too. He came up my ass thankfully, because that was when the belt slipped off from around my neck. I grabbed my throat as to massage the pain away and attempt to take in some air. “Complain or sass me again whore, and I might not let go next time,” he seethed as he walked away.

Punishing the Naughty Submissive Whore

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I was tossed onto the ground, rough hands groping my body. I couldn’t see because he had blindfolded me. He pulled up my wrists, which were tied together, and fastened them above my head. He then took my ankles, which were also tied together, and bound them below me. The ties were stretching my arms and legs so far, it felt like they would come out of the sockets. I laid there on display, like a good girl, awaiting my torture. First, a whip cracked against my bare skin, sending a searing pain straight down my spine. Circling my whimpering, quivering body, he continued to deliver lashes that whistled through the air. After he was bored with the whip, he pulled out a cane and whacked me on each breast. I cried out in pain as he repeatedly beat me. When I heard metal jingling around, I got nervous. He was going for the sharp objects. He came back with a corkscrew and twisted it into my side. It felt like a dagger spinning inside me. I screamed as blood squirted from the puncture wound. When he pulled it out, a chunk of my flesh came with it. Master says I was a good little whore and took my punishment.

Submissive Brat Gets Punished

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Whenever I am naughty, which is often, my Master punishes me with a heavy fist. I can’t help being naughty- I love Master’s punishments so much. The other day he instructed me very specifically that I should sit still while he fastened the restraints. It was a bed with straps that pulled each limb in a different direction, like a medieval torture device. I planned on behaving, but memories of him with a furrowed brow and his rough hands smacking my ass until my skin was screaming in agony, all made it far too tempted to poke the beast once more. With each nerve he sends into searing pain, the juicier my slit would get. I began to fidget relentlessly, making it hard for him to strap me down. A familiar, dark look came over his eyes. My nipples poked out like daggers in the cold room as he finished securing the tie downs. My naked body lay there quivering at the thought of what he might do to punish me. He took out a whip and after countless lashes, my welted torso ached. Whimpering, I looked up at him, “Please Sir, I promise to be a good girl.”  But the discipline isn’t over. He releases my ankles and tears his way into my dry ass hole while holding my ankles up by my head. It feel like fire! Will I ever learn to behave?

MILF Phone Sex Sub

milf phone sexI deliver a special kind of milf phone sex. As a submissive mommy, I can fulfill all your kinky fantasies about mommy. Have you ever wanted to force fuck your mother? What about gang bang her with your high school friends? Perhaps you have thought about fucking her ass? Maybe you fantasize about watching her with the family four legged beast? Maybe you want to piss down her throat or even in her fuck holes? Maybe you have wanted to drown your sweet mommy in cum? Perhaps your mommy fantasies are more extreme like snuff? I have been trying to get my teen son to take a more stern approach with me. I’m in the market for a new master as my current one is about to hit his expiration date. I thought, who better to own me than my own son, right? He has a temper just like his daddy, but if he slaps me or talks sass to me, he quickly apologizes, even though I tell him it is okay because I am a dirty submissive whore. Last night, I messed up his laundry on purpose to get a reaction. I bleached his favorite blue tee shirt. I was wearing a sexy little number: garter belt, stockings and a matching bra. I wanted my ass framed for a good hard spanking. He was pissed when he came home from practice. I heard him cursing my name as I laid on my bed with my bare ass up awaiting my punishment. He stormed in my room and took the bait. He grabbed my hair, yanked my head back and spit in my face. Then he went to town on my ass. Bare bottom spankings always make me wet, but something about my own son leaving a mark on me had me cumming with every swift wack. I think I have found my new master. I just need to groom him a bit more. 

Bondage and submission training with Jessica

Bondage and submission JessicaThey say a picture is worth a thousand words. This one, is simply revolving around Bondage and submission. You may add words like pain, or punishment; but I think more along the lines of patience, training, and beauty. A well trained slut, when fully tied and set, is a true work of art, from her head to her feet. To be admired, watched, adored. For her poise and discipline.

And she is to be rewarded, after all is said and done, by a firm spanking, and a harder fuck!

Whores like me, we find the softest, most loving things in an all-out violent fucking. Maybe it’s the way Master caresses our bruised tits while he hammers away in our assholes, or the way the deep bite of his teeth into the tender flesh behind our cunts says “you’re mine!”

In my case, it’s the flavor of Master’s bloody, stained dick sliding in the back of my throat, that shows me he wants every one of my senses to be filled with his flavor, his scent, his everything, blending and coating my own.

For, as soon as the words “that’s my good girl” are whispered hotly into my ear as he strikes me with his cane, I climax harder than any regular, plain fucking could ever make me!

Because… I cum for my Master!

Submissive Whore Has Been Naughty

Master really enjoys a naughty submissive whore doesn’t he? He gets so hard when he gets to put his hot little subby over his knee for some bare bottom spankings. It is always a pleasure to feel Master’s big powerful hands on my bare sensitive flesh. I can not deny that my pussy gets so wet when I anticipate my punishments from my Master.

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I really hope you can be my next Master and that I can be a naughty little vixen of submissive sex for my burly and stern Master. What sort of punishments are your favorite to administer to your submissives? I am always curious as to ways I can please Master in my being Naughty. What sort of things can I do that will upset you enough to spank, whip, or torture me? I desire my Master to be pleased with me and to give me all the punishments I crave… er… earned.

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The Pain Makes Me Wet

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You walk into the room and examine my naked body. I am on all fours, just how You instructed me, blindfold securely covering my eyes. My hair is pulled into a ponytail, as specified. “Good girl,” You say, grazing the crop along my back and over the lips of my anxiously awaiting slit. Then You stop once You notice my collar missing.
“Oops” I tease, demurely. The crop whistles through the air, making my jaw clench and toes curl. The stinging on my round ass makes my pussy start to drip. “I’m sorry, Sir.” The cracking of the crop against my skin creates a red hot welt. I feel a firm grasp at the base of my pony tail. You pull me over Your lap so my ass is readily accessible. From The Box, You pull out a studded paddle. The pain of the wood and metal makes me whimper. You paddle me until my ass cheeks are so raw and sore, it feels like it’s on fire! I hear You rummage through The Box again. A searing pain tears through my ass hole and I know this must be the big purple dildo I have seen in there before. Nothing that big had ever entered my tight, rose bud before so I screamed in pain. After the punishment was over, You tug my head back by my hair and ask, “Are you ready to be a good girl? Or should I keep going.” I giggle because I know I’m ready for more.

Cum eating phone sex

Cum eating phone sexMaster told me it was time to play dress up, I knew exactly what this meant. I was to wear the fishnet crop top he bought me, a short skirt and pretend to be his little doll. Master could do whatever he wanted with me include torture my worthless self. He played with me just as he did with his sisters dolls when he was a boy. Cut my hair, burn me, even slice me open when he really needed some relief. I’m his pain slut, nothing makes my pussy wetter than when master wants me to play his little dollhouse game. Master doesn’t want me to talk or move, he wants to believe I’m actually a doll. He spreads my pussy open and begins shoving his cock into me as he’s burning into my stomach with a cigarette. His load comes quick after my pussy tenses up around his thick cock, it’s so fun playing dress up and being masters little torture doll.