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I Wanted It in All Three Holes

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The rough rope bit into my wrists, cinched tight above my head, the coarse fibers scraping raw. I was naked, spread-eagled on the cold steel frame, my ankles lashed wide apart. The blindfold blocked everything, leaving only sound and touch. I heard his belt unbuckle, the slow slide of leather against denim.

“You’re just a hole, Edith. A wet, dumb cunt for my cock.”

I whimpered, my pussy already slick with need. His hand smacked my ass cheek—sharp, stinging. I yelped, bucking against the restraints.

“Shut up. Take it.”

He shoved his cock into my mouth without warning, gagging me. I tasted salt and precum. My throat convulsed, tears leaking under the blindfold. He fucked my face hard, ignoring my sputters, then pulled out and spat on my slit. I felt his thumb push inside my asshole, dry, and I screamed into the gag.

“Yeah, that’s it. You’ll take my cock in every hole tonight.”

Let Me Be You’re Bondage Whore

In the middle of a fuck session with me and my neighbor’sBondage Whore husband, he pulled out a big black paddle and told me to be his fucking sex slave. He tied me up, and bent me over the couch. All of a sudden I felt a painful burning sensation in my right ass cheek. He took the the same black paddle and spanked my left ass cheek with a big smile on his face. He turned me around with my back towards the living room mirror and said, “look at that shit!” I read the word Bitch on both cheeks. He looked at me with his hard dick and said, “You’re going to be my slave tonight, you fucking whore!” We walked upstairs to the master bedroom, as he’s pulling my hair and kissing my neck. He threw me on the bed, and told me to stay still. If I move, he’s going to administer so much pain that I’ll beg for mercy. My whole body lay face up and still. He took out two bondage ropes from his closet and tied both of my wrists to the headboard. He then opened my legs wide and started sucking on my clit. He wouldn’t stop until my body started shaking. He got up, and shoved his cock in my mouth until I gagged. He kept moving his dick back and forth in my mouth until tears rolled down my cheeks. I couldn’t control my gags until he pulled his wet, dripping cock out. He pulled my hair and told me to shut the fuck up! He rammed his dick so deep in me as I let out a big scream, he wrapped his hands around my throat and started choking me. “I said shut the fuck up” he said as he stared into my eyes. He pounded me deeper, and faster,. Fuck this shit feels so good, I’m creaming all over his dick. “Ahhh shit baby, fuck you’re getting so wet. I’m about to cum in this pink pussy.. Fuuuuccck” he yells. He pulls out his cock and puts his sweet cum all over my face.

I love being his submissive slut!

Hardcore bondage straps me tightly for slutty my fate

Hardcore bondageHardcore bondage puts me in my place. I love the sensation of rough, unforgiving straps digging into my skin, leaving red marks that tell the story of my surrender.

The tighter they bind me, the more alive I feel.

It’s as if my very essence is being squeezed out of me. Leaving me a quivering, slutty mess, desperate for more.

My thirst for bondage knows no limits. I’ll take it any way I can get it – hogtied, spread eagle, wrapped like a mummy, or suspended in mid-air.

The more creative and cruel the restraint, the better. I relish the struggle, the fight against the unyielding materials that pin me down.

It’s a battle I can never win, and that’s what makes it so deliciously addictive.

My Masters know exactly how to work me over, teasing and tormenting me with just enough stimulation to keep me teetering on the edge.

A flick of a tongue, a pinch of a nipple, a whispered promise of pleasure to come. It’s all part of the masterful game of dominance and a play on my body and mind.

As the minutes tick by, the pain builds, and so does my arousal. I’m a dirty little slave and I want to serve Master’s needs, no matter how much pain it causes me. Even when I am at my limit, I want to continue to suffer.

It’s a paradox, this need for both torment and release, but it’s one I embrace wholeheartedly. For in those moments of exquisite agony, I find a freedom I can’t experience any other way.

I am your Extreme bondage whore, and this is my fate – to be tied up, teased, and tortured. Choked out by your cock and my tits black and blue from your beatings. On the rack I suffer to no end.

Bondage Phone Sex, I Love Being Helpless Under You!

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 Bondage Phone Sex is the hottest shit.

I give myself over completely to my partner and hope he only hurts me a little bit.

When you slap my ass, it makes my pussy wet.

When he hits me hard, he leaves a big red handprint on my ass cheek.

leave proof for everyone that I belong to you.

Once you bind and gag me, I’m all yours.

The little sex slave that you get to abuse in any way your cock seems fit.

Put an O-ring in my mouth so it can’t close, then face fuck me until I’m gagging and gasping for air.

And once I beg you to stop, don’t you dare stop.

Make me scared and vulnerable, and it’ll only make the orgasm hit harder.

I’m Daddy’s little fuck hole, slut me out to anyone who wants to fuck me. 

 

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Extreme bondage brings me to my knees and the edge

Extreme bondage Extreme bondage, tied and bound, the ground pressing against me knees. Everything hurts and I feel so humiliated. How did I get here?

I think it’s because I’ve always been a stupid slut but the bondage gives me the pain I deserve. Before the bondage I was sleeping with everyone and anyone.

All of my girlfriend’s hated me because I would fuck their husbands and boyfriends.

When I got into bondage, something changed in me. I felt more complete and I do still fuck everyone and everything but I am more disciplined.

The men who dominate me don’t play nice. This is a light bondage play where I pretend to be scared.

No I am very fucking scared and I love it!

The tears coming out of my eyes are real, my sobs of pain are real. I never have a safe word, I don’t deserve one.

After hundred orgasms from that vibrator, every nerve in my body is screaming but I will not stop until I make my Master satisfied.

Inflict all the suffering upon me and then slam that mean cock into me. Destroy every hole I have for your pleasure, I am your Bondage whore.

Submissive phone sex with a whore who loves restraints

Submissive phone sex with a whore who loves being restrained and fucked without mercy. Bound me up and take control of my little cunt. Make it yours. I’m here for you to use and abuse. Stretch my fuck holes open and show me who is in charge. The way you wrap me in rope will make this pussy drip for you. As I lay helplessly my pussy mouth and ass are yours to do what you wish. That’s when you bring a train of guys in to watch me get hard core fucked. You demand they stretch me open. At one point taking two fists one in my pussy and another in my ass turning me into a puppet. He loves to watch in excitement, always impressed with how much I can take. As I am taking these fists I’m being covered in cum as the other guys surround me jacking their cocks while they watch me get spread apart. I could feel their hot loads hitting my skin completely covering my face and tits. My ass and pussy just gaping for my Master. My only purpose is to endure pain for his pleasure. I am so lucky to be his submissive slut!submissive phone sex

Cock worshiping shuts my whore bitch mouth up

Cock worshiping is the key to my transformation into a loyal slave, a thoroughly trained bitch for dominant masters to use and abuse.

Make me your bitch

Cock worshiping

When I’m on my knees, throat gaping, ready to swallow any cock that’s presented to me, I feel truly alive.

Each thrust, each push deeper into my mouth, destroys a little more of my will, my individuality. It’s a sweet, awful feeling, knowing my capacity to resist is beaten out of me.

My throat is punished, stretched to its limits, and beyond, designed to accommodate the thick girth of a cock without complaint. Each session leaves me gasping, tears streaming down my face, my mouth raw and aching. I need to suffer for total submission.

And that’s what I am – a broken slave, a ruined bitch, destroyed for the pleasure of others. It’s a hard, cruel existence, but oh, the thrill of it.

The knowledge that I’m nothing more than a toy, a plaything, a cumdump for the taking. My only purpose is to serve, to obey, to take what’s given to me and beg for more.

My mind is empty, my thoughts consumed by the craving for the next cock, the next load, the next round of punishment and degradation. Especially for the next cock to destroy my throat.

They say a good slave is a broken one, and I can’t argue with that. This is my fate, my destiny, and I embrace it with every fiber of my being.

I’ve been broken so many times, but I need more!

So bring on the cocks, the spanks, the humiliation, and the pain.Let them mold me, train me, break me until there’s nothing left but a obedient, eager, cum-hungry slave, always ready to please, always desperate to serve. The kind of Slave training I need is the brutal kind.

Cock Worshiping With A Side Of Ball Torture

Cock worshipingCock worshiping always gets my pussy soaking wet, but when you add a little bit of ball torture to the equation I cum so hard, the first time I worshiped your cock it was such a turn on for me, watching you squirm and moan as I sucked every inch of that fat fucking dick. 

Gagging and slurping your thick veiny cock had my pussy leaking sex sauce down my firm thighs. I was so fucking turned on.  

Doing everything you told me made my submissive cunt tingle, I love pleasing your fuck stick, kissing down your shaft, licking the fat head, sometimes I use honey or syrup to pleasure that cock. 

Imagine my surprise when you told me that you wanted me to hurt your balls while worshiping your cock, at first I was scared I’d hurt you but after the first strike I was hooked, the look of pleasure on your face turned me on so much I couldn’t stop abusing those big balls. 

Using all kinds of objects to inflict pain on your scrotum made me cum so fucking hard, I used my high heel to stomp and squish your balls, I squeezed them as tight as I could with my tiny hands, punching and slapping too. 

Nothing was too much for your big heavy balls, stabbing them with needles, until they looked like a pincushion and you loved every second of it, you naughty bastard! I can’t wait to cum up with more ways to abuse those balls, next time I will use clamps and clothes pins. 

Bondage Chat with Donatella Having Intimate Hot Slut Desires

Bondage ChatThe heavy iron door creaks shut, and the click of the deadbolt echoes through the cold concrete of your basement. This private Bondage Chat is the only world I know now, a place where my pride ends and your absolute control begins. I am shivering, but it isn’t just from the damp air; it’s the way you look at me, like I’m nothing more than a toy you’ve finally claimed and hidden away. 

I am exactly where you want me: bound, desperate, and drowning in my own filthy slut desires to be used by you in ways no one else would understand. You’ve trapped me here, away from the world, and honestly, it’s the only place I feel like I truly belong. When you tower over me and call me a pathetic, obedient slut, my knees go weak before you even touch me because I live for the weight of your gaze. 

I’m not Donatella the person anymore; I’m just your personal sex slave, your basement-dwelling plaything, existing only for your amusement. Every time you mock my need for you, I feel that rush of heat… that toxic, addictive craving to please you until I can’t breathe or think of anything but your satisfaction.

I love the way you talk down to me, with a voice that is rough and dripping with a disdain that makes me feel so small and so incredibly useful. When you demand I perform, I don’t hesitate for a second, moving with a desperate hunger to prove my worth to you. I’m your slutty, obedient girl, and I’ll do anything to see that flicker of satisfaction in your eyes, no matter how degrading the task. 

I’ll crawl across this cold floor, take whatever discipline you deal out, and I’ll thank you for the privilege of being yours. My mind is a constant haze of submission, and I’ve become completely addicted to the routine of your cruel commands and the shadow of your presence. 

Whether you’re tightening the ropes or just making me wait in the dark for hours, all I can think about is how much I want to satisfy every dark whim you have. I have no shame left in this cellar, as you’ve stripped that away and replaced it with a burning need to be your favorite object. I’m trapped, yes, but I’ve never felt more alive than I do right here at your feet, waiting for the next word from your lips.

I am yours to break, yours to use, and yours to keep for as long as you find me entertaining. Tell me what a good, filthy girl I’m being, and tell me I’m never leaving this basement so I can sink deeper into this beautiful nightmare. I want to feel the weight of my chains and the heat of your hands, knowing I am your obedient nigger slut, and your most loyal servant.

Bondage whore may have gone too far but no going back

Bondage whoreI’ve always been a Bondage whore, but I never thought how much trouble it could get me in. It started with this guy I have been seeing. I always met on his terms and would do everything he wanted.

He loves to tie me up and spank me black and blue.

But he never told me what he does or anything about himself. If I ever asked, he would make me gag on his cock most violently.

This guy is extreme, militant. He would have me tied and in bondage for hours on end before I even got to see him.

If I ever looked him in the eye, that would cost me a whipping if I were being too well-behaved, and it would get me a whipping too.

No matter what, he would beat me, then fuck me in that order. A lot of the time, he would be beating me as he had his cock in my pussy.

So there I was hanging from his ceiling. I lost count, but I think I was hanging for five hours or so before he entered his dungeon. This time, he brought some big, mean-looking friends with him. Anytime he ever fucked me, he always said that my pussy belongs to him and he wouldn’t share me with any other cock. That’s why I was so surprised to see these three random guys.

They surround me, pulled their cocks out, and they were pissing all over me, my face, my tits, my pussy. The way they all laughed at me was so humiliating. And that was just the beginning. When he gave them each whips, the pain was unbearable. Whip after whip, they dominated me and made me suffer.

I told him I wanted to stop, that it was getting too much, but he didn’t care. He said, “Didn’t you want to get into the more Extreme bondage play, or are you a little lying bitch?”

I shook my head no; I knew this point-by-point talking wasn’t going to save me. I took everything he gave me. He made sure all those guys had their turn several times before him.

They dumped their cum in my poor pussy. I could hear it falling out of me and splattering on the floor.

Then, finally, it was his turn. When he stuck me with his dick, his friends each forced themselves inside my mouth. I had to suck their dirty cocks clean. He told me when he was inside me that before they had me, they were fucking my little sister. I don’t know how he knew about her or how he convinced her to come here.

See, on her eighteenth birthday, she became a nun. I know they made her do things. And now I am stuck here. I can’t go anywhere without being watched, even this. Definitely can’t go to my other job. I am totally fucked, and I might not even make it out of here alive.