Category: Bondage and submission

I’m The Best Bondage Whore

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I want to be your pregnant bondage whore, your submissive little bitch that will do anything you want. I want to be your ultimate breeding whore. You can watch my belly and boobs grow bigger and my appetite for all things kinky is only going to grow too! You already know that I am an obedient little whore, you can do anything to me and none of that will change once I’m pregnant. Tie me up, beat me, whip me make me your gangbang whore I don’t care what you do as long as you make me your dirty little breeding slut! You don’t have to just have me…you can have it all. How is that you may ask? Well I would show you but I am ALL tied up! I need you to take care of not just me but these little ones of mine too. They need to be taken care of just like their naughty, oh so bad Mommy. It gets my pussy dripping and I can’t help that. Mommy has always been this way, always wanted to use my little ones! I know you have the same cravings as I do…I know you want to impregnate me. I know you want my oldest too…she’s ready for your fucking cum. Me? I will either be tied up and helplessly be watching you violating my little ones or perhaps I will be there by you side helping you. After all I am a total submissive slut…and I need this, I deserve this and you know I want this. How can you not know? This pussy is literally dripping with desire and anticipation. And you’re the only one who can take care of that. Are you ready to cum tie me up, fill me up and use me and my little shits over and over again? We are waiting, and hopefully soon you will make us your breeding whores.

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His Submissive Slut

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He woke me up with nipples clamps on my tits, he was laughing and I knew he was going to enjoy giving me the pain I deserved as his submissive slut. I would have cried and begged but he already had my mouth taken care of…I already felt like I couldn’t breathe. I knew he was enjoying seeing me struggle, and I was wet and turned on myself…knowing he was going to treat me how I really want. I want to be his play toy, his little doll that he can do whatever he wants to. I come alive when he hurts me, the pain is indescribable it’s just pure bliss! I am worthless, my only value at all is as a cock sucking cum eating whore! Clearly he knows I’m just a worthless cunt because he is beating me unmercifully hard and as I gasp for air I wonder if I will live through it this time. Maybe he will kill me, I know he thinks about it because he tells me that every day. I probably deserve to die…I mean, lets be honest. My worthless fucking thoughts mean nothing, the only meaning I have is my cunt. My holes. That is why he keeps me around…his submissive whore. He’ll make sure I am swollen all around tonight, I’ll be lucky if I am able to walk later. It doesn’t matter though, he likes it when I suffer, when my body aches and helpless tears fall from my eyes and if he likes it then that is how it must be. I am his worthless little cum dumpster slave and I exist only to please him. I can only hope that when he finally does kill me, that he will sometimes look back and remember me fondly…his favorite little submissive whore.

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Bukkake Phone Sex

Bukkake phone sex robynHe called me into his room and pointed at the bed. I knew without asking that he was instructing me to put on the clothes he had laid out for me. A black corset, a pair of matching t-backed panties, elbow length black gloves and a pair of silver and black fuck me heels.

I complied without saying a word or looking into his eyes, just like a good submissive. Sliding on the final glove I dropped to my knees, placed my hands on my thighs, palms up and stared at the floor silently.

I saw his feet as he approached and felt the silver spiked black leather collar wrap around my neck before I heard the familiar sound of the the pad lock clicking into place.

Pulling me up by the back of my hair, he led me to the cage that was much to small for me.  Crawling in side and curling up I could feel the metal against my flesh. I heard him laugh as he sensed my discomfort and felt the familiar rush of pussy juice escaping between my cunt lips.

Soon his guests began to arrive and the booze was flowing as they circled my cage spitting on me and calling me a filthy whore, cum slut, etc. I know better then to reply or recoil from their taunts and abuse.

Suddenly the phone rang and I heard him confirm that it was time for the bukkake phone sex to begin. He assured who ever it was on the other end that it would be well worth the money he paid.

The phone was placed on speaker and I heard pants unzipping in preparation for their fun. I lost count at ten and could only guess how many of them were there.

Suddenly I was surrounded and I could see several rows behind the first of men waiting for a turn. The sound of them bukkake phone sex off is a familiar one and I knew that soon I would feel the showers of jizz rain down on me.

How long it would go on, I didn’t know. How many loads would be hot sticky cum  and how many would be warm piss would be a mystery to me forever. All I know is that what serves as my humiliation, is another man’s pleasure. spanking phone sex cumcovered

Slave Training With Extra Terrestrial Help

Slave trainingMy master advised me I needed more training. He said I was not the perfect slave yet. He thinks I still have too much of my own will-power. He came from behind me and placed a foul smelling washcloth over my nose and mouth. The room began to spin and my mind became confused. I had enough sense to know I was being drugged but for what purpose I did not know. When I awoke, I was no longer in our home or in my usual dungeon. There were lights surrounding me and weird types of computers. My ankles and wrists were cuffed to a hard surface and I was positioned on all fours. Something huge was invading my pussy. I was stretched past my capacity. I was in pain. I cried for help and stole a glance behind me. What I saw scared me more than I had ever been scared in my life.

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My master was nowhere to be found. Replacing him was a huge muscle bound creature with a long snake like extremity coming from his pelvic area. It was bigger than my arm. As I followed that extremity with my eyes, I saw why my pussy was convulsing so painfully. A large part of this beasts protrusion was stuffed deep inside my pussy. The cuffs were made out of something kin to iron and there was no way for me to do anything but accept what this monster was doing to my body. The pain was so great I eventually passed out.

When I awoke, I was no longer cuffed to the table. I decided it was time for me to flee. I ran until I found a door. Once I went through this door, I saw nothing but gray. I continued to run. I heard loud, rapidly approaching footsteps behind me. My fear paralyzed me. It has a huge spider looking creature with a large appendage coming from his center. He quickly caught up with me and my pussy was once again pummeled by a foreign body. His cock like appendage wasn’t as big as the first but because of my fear of spiders, I was frozen in terror. He too, used my body however he chose and I was helpless to do anything other than accept the intrusion. Suddenly I felt a huge explosion deep in my cunt. Apparently the spider had come and his body disintegrated. I knew I should run, but I was unsure where to go. My body was beaten and aching and I bordered on exhaustion. I must have passed out because the next thing I knew I was transported back to my own dungeon where I was secured with my usual restraints. My will was suitably broken. I would now be the perfect slave.

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My Daughter Wants To Be Just Like Me!

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Use me, abuse me, do anything you want to me or to my little ones, its all we are good for and we crave the abuse. I want us to all be your breeding sluts, your subby little whores that will do anything and everything you want… No matter how degrading or depraved it is! We love being used like that, after all it’s what we were made for! My oldest keeps begging me…she tells me she wants to be just like Mommy. Tied up, a hardcore bondage whore that takes any and all cocks I can… that begs for cum endlessly…my only goal to get pregnant…to be bred. My daughter wants it too…she says it’s the only thing that will make me proud and that’s so true…

Please Let Me Be Your Submissive Slut

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All I want in life is to spend it all tied up and at your mercy, is that too much to ask? I know that I need to put your needs before mine but literally all I can think about is the feel of the rope digging into my skin, the taste of the ball gag in my mouth, the sting of the whip when you slap it against my skin, I crave it I want it, I need it! Please, please use me abuse me hurt me in any way you want to, I long to feel the pain. My pussy gets so wet just thinking about all the different cruel things you can do to me! Make me your cum dumpster, your ass to mouth bitch, your filthy little subby whore, I’ll be whatever you want just please please hurt me! This dripping wet pussy is just aching for a cruel Master to abuse it… is that you?

Bondage and Submission on Good Friday

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Good Friday reminds me of my very fist introduction to Bondage and submission. My youth Pastor Joseph was a good looking man. I hadn’t even hit puberty yet and I knew how sexy he was. He made my cunny moist and tingle. I was his favorite, he loved my blonde hair and my hazel eyes. One Good Friday I went to help him set up for Easter. I loved going to church and helping. Pastor Joseph knew how much I loved to be a good helper, so he asked me and just me to help him. When I walked into the class room he locked the door. He asked me if I loved being a good helper. I smiled and said “Yes Pastor Joseph!” He rubbed his fingers over my face, he smiled and said I was so soft. He told me how he has always wanted to touch my body. He said I would be a good girl, a very good helper if I touched his cock. I did everything Pastor Joseph told me to do. I was such a good girl on Good Friday.

An Endless Fuck

Extreme BondageMaster surprised me today with present. This present is special he built it with his own two hands. He told me he designed it just for me and has been working on it for quite some time now. He blind folded me and began to undress me. He then laid me down on a very cold surface. I was trying to get a feel for what was about to happen. Then he pulling my arms above my head and buckling my wrists with what felt like really thick leather straps. Next he started to pull my legs up over my head, nearly bending me in half. I could feel the cold air blow across my pussy and ass which at this point was now exposed wide open. Again he started to fasten my ankles with more leather straps. I knew that whatever my present was it had to do with me getting penetrated. Just by the way he had me positioned. I heard the sounds of metal being moved around and it grew closer and closer he was attaching a machine of some sort to the surface he had me bound to. Once he was done he finally removed my blindfold to reveal this beautiful contraption that he had built. There it was hanging over me. I watched as he attached black rubber cock shaped attachment to this machine. I could see that this was making Master just as excited as I was because his bulge was so hard that he had to release it from his pants. He stood back for a moment and just admired his work. I begged him to please let me feel the fruits of his labor. He held his dick in one hand and the power cord in the other. Teasing me and telling me to beg for it if I really wanted it. Then finally he inserted the cord into the outlet and I began getting fucked by this hard sexy machine. It was a strong steady force that probed my pussy continuously. He left me laying there for hours just listening to me moan and cry out. To be honest I could have lasted for days. I’ve always wanted a fuck machine. Master knows his bitch to the T.

Submissive Whore Forever and Always

submissive whore bernieSubmissive Whore. If you look up the term, pretty sure you will see my picture, or at the very least a clear description of my life. My mother taught me at a young age, through example, that a woman’s job was to serve men, especially her husband.  I got married at 20, started birthing babies immediately as a good wife is barefoot and pregnant, right? My mother greeted my daddy  when he came home from work with a Martini and his slippers. In a more modernized world, I greeted my husband after a long day of work, naked and on all fours. His slippers in my mouth, his cold beer in my ass. I would blow him while he watched Jeopardy, then go make him dinner. My ass was the TV tray for his meal. I knew not to speak during dinner, because the TV was better company than my mouth. I am just a stupid cunt with nothing important to say anyway. When it was time for bed, I would blow him again, then let him do whatever he wanted to me. Usually, I was his bondage whore in the bedroom. He would tie up my hands and feet. Men like a docile woman when ravaging their asses. My husband was brutal too. Fists, baseball bats, wine bottles… anything huge, he liked to shove up my back door. I wasn’t permitted to ever cum. Nor could I speak or cry without being beaten. Sadly, my husband died in a car accident, leaving me empty. I have a former boss who has been a good surrogate as a Master, but he is getting up there in age and not able to use and abuse me the way he could a decade ago. My oldest son is attempting to fill the void left by his father because he knows a submissive slut like his momma needs constant supervision and training. I have gone from one Master, to many. Maybe you would like to be one too?

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Stuck on Good Friday

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Being raised in an ultra religious household, I was taught all kinds of superstitions. One superstition is that is you have sex on Good Friday, you will get stuck to your partner for no less than 24 hours. For the longest time I wouldn’t test the theory. I knew it was just superstition but still, why chance it right?

Last year on Good Friday, my master and I engaged in some bondage and submission sex play. My cuffs were placed on a pulley and my arms were stretched high above my head. My breasts were bound with rope and nipple clamps were in place. My legs were spread by the bar and feet tied open by rope to the wooden platform. My master had a very good time using my body throughout our session. My pussy was dripping from the erotic position as well as the spanking of my ass and the pulling of the harsh nipple clamps.

I was all set to be fucked good and hard. Master attempted to remove the cuffs from the pulley and found the lock had jammed. He tried both sets of keys and neither was working. He tried everything including attempting to cut the cuffs with a hand saw. Nothing was working to remove those cuffs. I ended up having to wait on a locksmith to come out to relieve me. I guess he was into bondage as well because he certainly had an erection tenting his pants. My master even allowed him to have a little fun with me.

While I wasn’t stuck to my partner, I certainly was stuck in an awkward position. Maybe there is something to those superstitions after all!