Category: Bondage phone sex

Jacqueline Gives Up Her Body For Submissive Sex

There is something inherently hot about hot submissive sex with a  girl like me.  I’m a filthy little slut, aren’t I? You can see it in the way my eyes light up when I talk about being tied up and used by big strong men like yourself.  All to please your cock.submissive sex. My cunt is already wet at the thought of being someone’s cum dumpster.

I love nothing more than to be bound with tight leather straps, gagged with a ball gag that makes it impossible for anyone to hear my moans of pleasure or pain. The feel of cold metal clamps on my nipples sends shivers down my spine as they pinch and pull at sensitive flesh.

My body trembles with anticipation as I imagine myself stretched out on some sturdy surface, ready to be fucked mercilessly by whoever happens along. My pussy is an eager hole just waiting for a cock to fill it up and make me scream like the whore I am.

I know deep down inside that this is what I was born for – serving men who crave control over their pathetic little sex slaves like me. So go ahead…let them beg me all day long if that’s what turns them on! Because at the end of the day (or rather night), there will always be another man willing to take advantage of such an obedient piece of ass like me!

Hooked on pain, submissive whore gets branded

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I’m hooked on violence, I crave it ever since I was a young one. Being bound with my hands behind my back makes my cooter weep, swell up anticipating what cums next. I need it to exhisist, this vanilla life aint for. me. I love going to the wrong places on purpose just incase I get followed, stalked, or rape fantasies taken out on me in some dark alley I’m down, I’ll even go back to that place of my last hot ass violent wet cunt attack.

That was the case when I wanted to party, get high and fuck and met up with a cutie bad boy with a bulge the size of a rock. He gave me flowers and wine, treated me like a cream queen until the night I discovered his deep dark secret. I could hear screams and cries while sitting on his couch, I followed the stairs to a room full of bloody naked women, hanging by ropes, getting fucked, purged, gang banged and beaten to a pulp, fuck yes baby, sign me up.

Bondage submission, cum choke me and show me your in charge.

Evil dark fuck had another plan, I was down on a table in no time but little did he know I needed his brutal pain, humiliation and branding. Drugged and tied down he’s balls deep and tattooing his name on groin at the same time. The pain of the needle while my cervix was smashed had me soiled, thrusting, gunning for the torture. Moaning and screaming at the same time, his name will never leave me. Ripping my bunghole apart, cum bloody good, covered in spooge. Submissive slut whore thirsting for more, gang banged and shredded, joining the other girls in the hot steamy demon dungeon.

Bondage Whore Bernice Spent Most of Her Life Tied Up

bondage whoreThe life of a bondage whore is never dull. I have probably spent most of my life tied up. In fact, I might argue that I’ve spent more time tied up than not. Almost my entire teenage years my father had me tied to my bed. I had very little freedom. Although I escaped him, I never escaped being tied up.

My master loves to tie me up. In fact, we met in a bondage club in New York City when I was in my early 20s. And now he owns his own BDSM club. And he teaches classes to a younger generation of men who want to someday have their own rope bunny to play with.

Master summoned me to his club this weekend because he needed a rope bunny to demonstrate different knots to his class of future masters. Although I’m not a fan of some of these younger men because they seem more misogynistic and just cruel compared to men of my master’s generation. I like old school masters. But as a submissive whore, I do as I am told.

This one guy who is 26 and in law school, is the grandson of one of my master’s partners in the BDSM club. So, he gets special attention. Master wanted me to spend quality time with the boy in one of the private rooms so he could master his rope techniques. Again, I do as I am told. But this boy scared me. Just something in his eyes told me he hated women. A rich boy who can have anything he wants. even women, because of his money. And those types of men I fear the most because they know their money buys them out of trouble.

Younger Men Seemed Filled with Hate for Mature Slaves

This boy did more than just practice his rope moves with me. He brutalized my ass too. Master did not say anything to him about molesting me or fucking me. Master lent me out just as a rope bunny so the boy could practice his skills. But he had other things on his mind besides bondage. Master never lent me out much before because he didn’t trust other people with his prized pony.

I tried fighting this strong and angry young man, but he just slapped me hard. I fell and landed on the floor with a thud. Then he started kicking me. I knew master did not approve of any of this, but I feared if I told him what this boy did, he might lose the club. How does a boy his age get so filled with such rage against a woman. What started out as him exploring bondage positions turned into him exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for a red headed MILF.

When we emerged from the VIP room, master knew something had happened. He could see my tear stained cheeks and the bruise appearing on my cheek. But I told him, I tripped. I’ve been a submissive slave my entire life. Although it would be nice to have a master who did not lend me out to psychopathic boys, when it happens, I suck it up. This is not my first rodeo and it won’t be my last period

BDSM Chat Makes My Submissive Whore Pussy So Wet

BDSM Chat

BDSM chat is so sexy and taboo. It makes my submissive whore pussy just drip with my creamy pussy juices. last night master tied me so I was bent over the arm of his leather couch and spanked my naughty little cum whore ass until I begged him to stop. My ass was bright red with his hand prints and it stung so bad. I should have known better than to tell him to stop though. He took a metal studded paddle to my sensitive ass and clit and made me cum all over the side of the couch before he rammed his fat cock into my tight little asshole. I screamed and begged him to stop but he kept fucking my tight little whore and told me I was his anal cum whore now.  Eventually it started to feel good and I begged him like the stupid slut I was to fuck my ass and make me his prolapse whore. He laughed at me and called me a filthy cunt and shoved a huge black dildo up my dripping wet cunt and made me cum so much it began to hurt. He laughed as he filled my stretched out asshole full of his chunky thick sperm and told me to eat it out like a good whore. I did as I was told because I’m masters dumb cum whore.

Bukkake frisky fun all covered in cum

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I’m a sucker for a dominating man, but multiple?! Sign me the fuck up, well actually, I was overcome, over run, ran through like a god damn pack of feral wolves in a pack, looking for a woman in heat to breed with their cocks out. Don’t get me wrong, my tight soiled clam creams like a fucking hose at the thought of getting tied down and tortured. I wanna be ravaged and left bloody and bruised. Abusive brutal fucking isn’t fun if rope and fear aren’t involved.

I didn’t intend to get that kind of attention when I showed to an after party. Grabbed by the neck in the corner where no one could see or hear my screams, my hands tied behind my back all the way to my neck. With a cover over my eyes i had no idea what was to cum next. Tied to some kind of cold metal pole, my clothes ripped off, my moist soiled pussy pulsating and shaking in fear. I could hear all the foot steps, smell the cigar smoke, bottles of beer. Gang banged, massive amounts of men taking all their rage and rape fantasies out on me. Every time I whimpered I got slapped, I deserved it, I should know better how much that control turns me on.

Bukkake in the face, covered and smothered

One after another they fucked the shit outa my tiny little puff muff, creamy, leaking and running bloody cum out like a god damn river. So many cocks it was too many, I lost count after my loose lipped pussy lips went numb. Shaking, quivering, thrusting my legs around every deep diver, pulled out and sprayed to my face, covering my mouth, the minute I can take a breathe another load fills my cheeks. Dripping, I’m drooling gigantic amounts of goey thick spooge

Bondage whore is a rope bunny who needs to suffer

Bondage whore Bondage whore like me always craves the rope; it’s the sweet agony of surrender. I was born to be bound, to be at the mercy of a dominant master who will push me to my limits and beyond.
Thick ropes digging into my skin is a release for me. The rough fibers chafe against my tender flesh as I’m hoisted up into the air, helpless and exposed. For a true rope bunny like myself, there’s no pleasure quite like the sting of raw skin and the knowledge that I’m entirely at the mercy of my captor.
I serve my master with gusto, eager to please however he sees fit. Whether it’s a harsh flogging or a deep, throaty blowjob, I’m always ready to his beatings.
There’s something primal about being bound by sturdy twine, about feeling those coils constrict around my limbs and torso, limiting my range of motion until I’m nothing more than a helpless, writhing toy for my master to play with.
I can feel the tension building in my muscles as I strain against the ropes, the subtle give of my skin as the fibers bite into me. It’s a living, breathing thing, this Hardcore bondage desire for rope, a constant ache that only a mean dominant master can satisfy.

 

BDSM Chat Goes From Online Fantasy To Real Life Reality

BDSM Chat

BDSM chat always gets my submissive whore pussy so wet that it soaks my panties and makes my young teen pussy so damn wet. He was spanking my bare bottom ass and making it turn a bright red as I moaned and thanked him. he shoved his thick calloused fingers in my tight asshole and fingered me roughly and told me what a dirty little fuck slut I was. My slutty bald teen pussy was dripping and begging for some attention.  He slaps my dripping wet pussy with his rough hand and makes my pussy squirt hard all over fingers and hand.

 

Female Bondage

He shoves his fingers down my throat and makes my suck all my cunt juices off his dripping fingers. He knows just how horny my slutty pussy was from our nasty BDSM chat and tells me he’s going to make my hot teen pussy squirt all over his fat cock. I moan and tell him how good it feels to have his big cock in my tight fuck slut pussy as he rams inside my greedy little cunt hole.  My pussy pulses and milks his fat cock as he shoot thick loads of sticky wet cum in my tight fuck hole. When he leaves me I am used and fucked and bruised with a slutty little pussy leaking cum all over my soaked bed sheets.

Prostate Milking on The Milking Table

Prostate MilkingI am No FemDom, but Prostate Milking excites me.  Sometimes My Master tasks me with something he doesn’t want to do, and he watches as I do it. It turns me on to be watched. Lured over By Him.

A Friend of his has always wanted me, he wants to fuck me. Normally Wes, {That’s My sirs name} Wes has me fuck some of his colleges, his friends. But For Some reason he does not want Brandon, to touch me. However, this week it was different.

I was told that Brandon would be coming over and that I was tasked with making him cum. The rules were that I couldn’t use my mouth, pussy or ass to make him cum, and I had to drag it out over 8 hours and make it agonizing. I knew right away, I would be using the milking table.

…Milking his cum

Brandon arrived and had no knowledge of what was in store for him. He only knew That I am into BDSM, and I am submissive. I took him by the hand and led him into the playroom. Candles lit, tool’s schism playing low in the background. I asked him to undress, and climb on the table lying face down.

“What is this Angel?” Brandon questioned, half laughing. I began to explain.

“The Milking table is like a lab bench style table. 7 feet Long. You mount it, and lie face down. It’s been designed with a hole sawed out and sanded, for a penis and testicles to drop through. The table is also adjustable so you can raise and lower it. It has already been adjusted so I can sit comfortably beneath it. The Divets on the corners are crafted, so your limbs can be restrained to it with a lobster claw that locks in.”

“Please Brandon… up, up”

Naked. He climbed up on the table. Smiling, but you could see both fear and excitement on his face. This made him sexy, to me. That fear of not knowing what’s about to happen. I made my way to the end of the table where his ankles would be locked. ” Please stay on your hands and knees, You are going to feel me hooking your ankles in the shackles.”

He was bent, on all fours. Vulnerable. After Locking his ankles in, I made my way to the head of the table. Put My face, close to his. “Try to relax, just breathe” My black sheer open cupped bra, and sheer black panties hugged my body perfectly. Brandon Couldn’t take his eyes off of me. “Stay in this position, I’m going to do a little something to help you relax”

I made my way back to the foot of the table. Sir said I couldn’t use my mouth, ass or pussy to make him cum, but he didn’t say i couldn’t use them at all. Up on the table, Crawling up between his legs, My hands on each round cheek of his ass. I massaged his meaty globes. My hands kneading, and pulling his crack open. I leaned in and gave a broad lick with my fat wet tongue.

…licking his hole

A Mans man, was what Brandon was. He almost cooed when my tongue slid over his brown hole. I licked from the bottom of his balls, to the tippy top of his crack and back down. My Tongue, pointed I began pushing into his sacred hole. He moaned, oohed and ahhed. Milking tool in hand as I ate his ass. i began running the tool, along his calves, and up the backs of his thighs. His hands gripped the edge of the table.

“Do you like that?” I said. My tongue back at his asshole, flicking. The Prostate Milker running along the muscles in his buttock.

He just moaned.

“I guess That’s a No” I Stopped.

“Angel …pplleassse don’t stop”

Slowly licking his asshole. I brought the toy to my Lips. Gathering the thick spit, I licked and sucked on the milker. I also spit on his cinnamon ring. Rubbing my saliva in with the tip of the toy.  Then I slowwwwwly began to insert.

His Hands gripped the table. Brandon let out a low throaty growl, as his anus found suction, and sucked the toy in deep, knotting it right up against his nubbly little prostate. Every time Brandon moved, it would lightly tap his prostate. I smiled, dropping off the table, and walking up to face him.

His breath deep, heavy and softly moaning. ” It feels good doesn’t it?” I asked. Wagging my finger in a come hither motion. Brandon began to move toward me. With each Movement the tapping on his prostate began to tease him. He moaned out loud. So sexy. I latched his wrists in the cuffs.

It was time to Call Sir.

Part 2 coming soon

 

Shame and obedience all tied into my hot tight twat

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I love pain and I love pleasure. The look of rage in your face, the fists you make with your hands before you slam and strike me turn me the fuck on. Submissive slave, crawling to your call, begging for freedom of pain, leaking oozing, pulsating for the punishment.

I want you to tie me up, preferably with chains, by my neck and arms, behind my back, completely over powered by you. I’m hooked on this, with each swift punch, and pull of my hair, I start to moan for more. My mouth full of spit and blood, open for your dick full of cum. I love fucking and dating dangerous fucks like you. My deadbeat daddy issues led me to this, it’s the only way for me to survive. Depending on your torture, abuse, pain and violation of my soul for just some stability.

I’m your job, it’s your only duty to be that bad boy I crave. You give me that god damn sick love I long for, lonely with no family, your brutal abuse is all I know baby. Bent over or on my back, spread and slashed, you suck me up from my soiled and stretched pussy lips, swollen from hours of raw

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Submits To Masters Cock

submissive slutOh, I’d love to oblige as your submissive slut! Bondage is all about tying someone up and making them completely vulnerable. It’s a thrilling experience that heightens the senses and intensifies pleasure. Imagine being bound tightly with ropes or chains, your muscles straining against the restraints as you feel every touch from your captor. The anticipation of what might happen next is almost unbearable.

As for snuff… well, it involves taking things to the extreme. It’s not just about sex anymore; it’s about pushing boundaries and exploring taboo desires. Picture this: You are helplessly bound on a cold metal table, naked except for a black hood over your head that muffles any sound you might make. Your cock is hard as steel from both fear and arousal while my hands glide over every inch of your body, teasing and taunting you with each caress.

Suddenly, there’s a sharp sting as something pierces through your skin – but it feels so good at the same time! A warm gush of fluid fills the air around us. I begin to milk cum from my slutty little cunt. You watch right before our eyes, it drip down onto your chest like honey drizzled by an angel devil like me who loves seeing you squirm under my control . As if this isn’t enough torment already, I lean down slowly until our lips meet in a passionate kiss filled with saliva mixed bloodlust . My tongue dancing around inside his mouth while he tastes himself on me.