Category: Bondage and submission

Im my masters release

I had the most amazing experience of my life last night with my master. He took me to limits not only physically but also spiritually. I could swear that I had an out of body experience last night at some point between the time my master had me by my throat and was sticking that cattle prod up my cat and the electrocution shock pads that were on my inner thighs and pussy lips.

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I felt a whole new level of sexual awareness and just how much pain really can be pleasurable. I felt like I had become one with my master and I could feel the rage and the lust that he had for me while he rammed his massive throbbing cock down my throat while plugging my nose. I have never felt so helpless but so powerful at the same time. I knew that in that moment I was his release and my body and what he was doing to it was saving him from his own emotional demons. That is a special bond and I am so grateful to my master for letting me be his tool to release all that anger.

I wasn’t always submissive.

Bondage and submissionI wasn’t always this submissive. Bondage and submission were never part of my lifestyle. I lived a life of royalty with a doting husband and sweet young ones. I never had to work. My husband asked very little of me. I didn’t realize how much I was failing at my job of being a good wife. Sometimes he would ask me for things. Like wanting me to lick his asshole or give him a gagging blow job. I just laughed at him. I’d catch him late at night looking at BDSM porn. Then came the day that I discovered his mistress, or rather his slave. He had found a submissive woman to do those things that I refused. I vomited when I saw the pics of him beating her or with her wearing a ball gag. I wanted a divorce.

Instead, he made me disappear. Or, rather, he sold me into slavery. My cruel master taunted me with the pics of the poor widower pleading for my return. Soon, he had me declared dead and collected my insurance. I am forgotten. I do not exist.  I am solely a piece of meat. A breathing carcass belonging to my Master. I’m an obedient fuck doll with orifices to be used. Nothing matters now. I can never have my life back. So, now I am that woman. That obedient slut who lives like a pet in a cage, hoping only for a few scraps and a pat on the head. Oh how I wish I would’ve taken my husband seriously and been the woman he asked me to be. But now it’s too late. I am just a BDSM whore now and I beg you for your mercy.

How dare she speak to him like that, ass fantasy

I saw a man the other day being led around by a woman who was clearly wearing the pants. I think she needs a reminder of what the roles are supposed to be. I would never speak to a man the way she was, letting her boss him around like that. Any man I know would have slapped me into next Sunday for even looking at them the wrong way.

The last time I got mouthy with a man, I was tied up for four days with no food or water, taken out every 6 hours and ass gapped forcefully by a man with a big fat black cock, and he enjoyed hearing me rip and scream from the pain of his massive stick popping in and out of my asshole. He would then throw me back in and told me I would never speak to him in such a manner because I was only as good as the cunt between my legs, made for fucking and that’s it. Damn that girl obviously never met him.

 

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This bondage whore is a total cock worshipping submissive that will take whatever you want to feed her from that beautiful cock.Make me your piss whore urinal or human toilet. I want to take whatever Master wants to give me.

I’m an absolute submissive for home invasion scenes where you bound me and torture me and fantasy rape every hole. You bring your four legged friend along and let them also use me. I’m here to be at your service Master and I have no say in how I am treated. I have no taboos for my Master and am willing to please him by worshipping his cock and taking his golden showers and to beg him for his cum shots to please grace my flesh.

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Slave Training and Punishment

Slave trainingMaster had me tied up and hanging from the ceiling again. He’d already spanked my ass and left welts and bruises up and down my ass and thighs. Master placed a shock collar around my throat, and demanded answers, and every time he suspected my answers were lies, he would shock the fuck out of me. My voice got very raw, very quickly. When Master finished questioning me, I thought he’d flog my ass, maybe take the whip or cat-o-nine to me. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Master called out toward the door, and in walked this smug bitch holding a fucking cattle prod! At Master’s direction, she started the prod and slowly moved it closer to my body. I shied away from it as much as the ropes would allow. The first jolt hit my inner thigh, followed quickly by one to my abdomen. I was writhing already, as Master told me that I’d been the most conniving, manipulative little whore he’d seen. She went after my ass cheek next, then my left tit, and I was screaming so much that master put the gag into my mouth. He let her hit me with it 4 more times before he sent her away, smacking her ass on the way out just to show how out-of-favor I’d fallen. I was going to have to work so hard to get back into his good graces. I only hope Master can forgive me…

Writhing delightful

My wrists and ankles are so soar from being tied up last night, they are still raw and the rope even cut threw a little bit. My pussy is still convulsing from how many times I came last night as well, my knees wont stop shaking and all I can do is think about how good its gonna feel to do it all over again tonight. I want my legs to be hogtied behind me while my hands and writs are behind my back.

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I want to feel the rope dig into my skin as I wiggle and try to get away from the delightful pain that my master applies in whatever manner he sees fit to my body. I want to feel like the dirty little slut I know I am. I need to be punished for being this horny. and I want my body to feel every ounce of the pounding and pain that I knoBDSM phone sexw I am gonna get.

Tied Up with Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex ties me up on the phone all day! Sometimes, quite literally too. My son is becoming more and more dominant with me. In the past, normally I had to push his buttons to get him to snap. Now, he just snaps if I breath funny. I am not complaining. I have long hoped he would take over master duties when my current master becomes too feeble to care for me properly. The problem is that my son knows nothing about the lifestyle I live. He just likes to abuse his stupid whore mother on occasion. That is the problem I have discovered. There are too few lifestyle masters anymore. Most guys fall into the category of misogynistic sadistics. Guys who just like abusing women. No code.  No lifestyle. Just periodic abuse with no rhyme or reason.  My son got pissed at something trivial last night. He slapped me around and tied me up naked on the couch. He left me to go out with his friends drinking, but not before he fucked my ass and filled it with cum. He let off a litany of humiliating slurs before vacating the house and leaving me literally tied up. He knew I was working so he left the phone near me. Now, I can answer my phone with my Bluetooth, but my hands were bound, which made taking credit card information impossible. He deliberately wanted to humiliate me and deny me money. He enjoyed the fact that I could answer the phone but couldn’t take a call. I missed several hours of being a submissive whore on the phone because my son thought it was funny to leave me tied up on the couch for a few hours.  What would you do if I was your slave? Why is it I ca only find men who want to straight out abuse me?

Punished for Masturbating

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Master caught me touching myself, which made him very angry. I’m never supposed to play with my pussy without his permission, but I was just so horny and I knew if I woke him up in the middle of the night just to ask him that, he would be very angry with me. So I took the risk, but I ended up regretting that.

Wearing nothing but my panties, I was dragged by my hair to his bedroom. He threw me to the floor and held me down by stepping on my back. The pressure of his weight made it hard for me to breathe, so there was no doubt that he was really leaning down on my chest. I must have made him furious, I grimaced. He had dug out the rope from his drawer and fastened my wrists behind me, bringing the rope around my torso.

With amazing strength, he threw me to the bed and ripped off panties. Using clothes pins, he clamped my pussy lips and nipples. The pinching was almost too much to bare! Then forcing me to roll over, stick my ass up in the air with my face buried in the blankets, he spanked me until my cheeks were throbbing and red.

He shoved his cock into my ass, making me scream. But he didn’t care because I deserved the pain for what I had done. When he was close to cumming, he tossed me back onto the ground and made me eat his cum as it fell from the tip of his dick. I have now learned my lesson about touching myself without permission!

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I’ve had a few Masters in my life. Ones that I always cherish are the ones who use me to their fullest and walk away an extremely satisfied Man, and that is how it should be.
A previous Master was very strict about how I would present myself. Upon entering the dungeon there would be a word taped to the inside of the door. That is how He wanted the session to start. Whether it was kneeling or the enduring position I made sure I was ready and willing for service and use. I really love being a submissive whore; I get such intense orgasms and pleasure just from serving.
Anytime He would walk in, the room would fill with intense vibes and my pussy would start to ache. His presence was so intoxicating and sexual I was usually dripping by the time I was trussed up like He desired. The most memorable was on a Saint Andrews Cross. Legs and arms bound to each of the four posts, exposed and ready. He would start with impact play, He had great control even while fingering my pussy, but He would still be hard as a rock no matter how He was using me. Weighted nipples and orgasm denial were his favorites to have me gushing everywhere. Of course, I needed to clean my own squirting pussy juices off His immaculate floor. How many ways can I be of service to You?

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Game Day

Submissive slutMy master invited his friends over to watch the game on tv. I was ordered to have snacks and drinks ready before they arrived. He put me away in our bedroom to wait for the next command. I could here his guest’s laughter and conversations, everyone was having a good time. Finally, my master came into the bedroom and put my leash around my neck. He walked me out of the room on my hands and knees. All of his friends’ jaws dropped when I crawled into the room.
“Pull your cocks out, gentlemen, here’s the party favor”, he told them.
All of a sudden the room was filled with hard cocks, ready to fill all of my holes. I had a dick in my mouth, ass, and pussy simultaneously. The only sounds in the room were the game on the television and moans and grunts. I got sucked and fucked until both pairs of my lips were swollen. At the end of the night, my body was drenched in jizz.