I will never forget the day that Master broke into my house and made me his. He took a picture of me laying on my bend bound and gagged before he had his way with me. Before he made me submit to his every desire. Before he taught me that being his, and only his obedient servant was how I would live out the rest of my life.
Oh yes I get fucked by other men, when Master gives me to them. And I serve them well or Master punishes me the way only he can.
The photo he took is grainy and old. It is wrinkled at the corners. But the memories of that day are very clear.
Reliving them in my head makes me so wet and so grateful that Master owns me.
Category: Bondage chat
Bondage Whore Bernice Gives Her Daughter a Bondage for Beginners Starter Kit
I’m a bondage whore. Been submissive for as long as I can remember. I’m not talking Fifty Shades of Gray. I’m talking Fifty Shades of Black and Blue. My daughter is a teen now and very curious about my lifestyle choice. We have dabbled in some BDSM games, spanking, light bondage, but she has decided she wants to be a bondage slut. So, I did what any good mother does when her offspring shows interest in something new; I indulged her with a bondage for beginners starter kit. I even included a sexy master. I always encourage my offspring’s interests. I am hoping that before long, I will be preparing and S and M for beginners kit for my daughter.
I share everything with my daughter. My girl is not a hardcore submissive whore like her mother, so I had to be careful which dominant man I invited over. I don’t want to scare her away from the lifestyle. Young girls today are not naturally submissive like my generation. Most of them think they are fucking little princesses. Steve is young, hung and sophisticated. Handsome with the right amount of dominance not to scare my baby girl away from my world. He is a sensual master. Just what every young girl needs to be introduced to this sexy life. When she met him, she started to quiver. She fell to her knees, and outstretched her arms to be restrained. He pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed her. He pulled out his cock and forced it down her throat. I sat on the bed playing with my pussy as I watched my baby girl submit.
They used everything in my beginner’s kit. Feathers, handcuffs, nipple clamps, silk ties, Japanese rope, ball gag, blindfold, hog ties… Bondage alone is too mild for a seasoned BDSM slut like me. I prefer the hardcore discipline and S and M games that come with experience in the lifestyle. But it was so hot to see my baby girl tied to the bed, completely vulnerable, giving up all trust to a complete stranger and loving it. Made me miss the days when sensual bondage was all I needed. I think Steve found a new slave, because my daughter was begging for him to hurt her like a dirty whore after just an hour of bondage fun. I told her to be careful what she asks for, because in my world, you always get what you ask for and much much more.
Anything for master!
I live to serve him. He is my long dick master and I beg to please him every moment that I am not being used for his pleasure. I love being his show toy for his friends. The way he makes me fuck any and all of them for him at a moment’s notice. I love that look on his face when my eyes are tearing up from him plowing my tonsils with his cock, like he could care less about my pain. It reminds me of my duties as his servant mommy and I love it. He is so young forceful and energetic that I long for his pain when he isn’t here. I may just make him mad tonight so that he will slap me with his cock and piss on me. He will then probably call over some huge cock guys to ass fuck me as punishment. Even when I am a bad little mommy slut my master treats me so well and that is why I live to serve him.
Extreme Bondage Won The Hand
The night started like any other poker night with me serving him and his friends. I made sure the food was always hot and available and that no drink went dry. I emptied the ash trays and dared not gag on the thick smoke that stunk like cigars do. I kept my eyes lowered and not once did I flinch or squeal when I was smacked, pinched, poked or slapped. I watched silently as the new guy to the table, a doctor with lots of money, gingerly sipped his drinks while everyone else gulped theirs down. He methodically lured them into his web increasing the bets and leading them on. I watched as my man got deeper in debt and my pussy was getting wetter by the minute. I know when he looses all his money I am the thing he offers up. The doctor was hot as hell and had lots of money. It wasn’t long before I was the offering and the doctor was playing his hand. He won and told me to get dressed, I was his for the night. With my panties full of wetness I followed him out of the house and into his car. I didn’t say a word the entire ride. When he pulled up to his office I was a bit confused but I followed him obediently. What happened next was both exciting and maddening at the same time. I have never been with someone that had an extreme titty torture fetish. He would return me as damaged merchandise and Master would take his anger out on me not him. I knew it was going to be along 24 hours for me and I would be sore for at least a week.
Just Like the First Time
Its the first time I have seen your face since you kidnapped me that night. My original clothes are back on me, even though I know you have already played out rape phone sex fantasies with me several times when I was blindfolded. Is it because you made me cum that you trust me enough to see you now? I let you see that dark part of me that liked being taken against my will? Or do you have darker more evil plans for me so it just doesn’t matter if I see you or not?
The thought sends chills through me as you grab my tit hard. This is exactly how it went the first time you took my body, except I was blindfolded. I was in the same position, same clothes, and I could even taste and feel that I had lipstick and makeup on. You had dressed me back up to take me all over again. But this time you wanted me to be able to see it. I watched in silence as your hands groped every part of my body. My nipples got pinched and you ran your fingers between my legs and up inside me.
I couldn’t help but be turned on. All the fear from that first night, feeling totally blind, came rushing back and my heart was pounding. I knew everything you were going to do before you did it. I knew what your cock would look like before I even saw it. I had felt it before. In my mouth and in my cunt and ass. Then there it was, ready to fuck my holes again. You recreated our first time, and while still terrified, at least this time I could see…
Submissive slut
I just love being a Submissive slut for my new master. Since my son doesn’t use me like he used to I went and found a master who was fresh out of college to give me what I missed. Every day I wait for him at the door on my knees like a good submissive slut. The first thing he does is slap me with his cock right when he walks in. I love when he puts me on my leash and walks me around the house. Tying me to different pieces of furniture, fucking me, and leaving me there tied up. My favorite is when he gags my mouth, ties me bent over the card table in the living room and blindfolds me. He then invites his friends over, I don’t know how many exactly because there are so many voices, and they take turns making me their cum bucket. They often stick random objects in my ass just to see how far they can stretch it, the pain is so sensational that I squirt all over myself every time. I just loved being used by my new master.