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Master’s Well Trained Whore

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Part of being a good bondage whore depends on your tolerance for pain. When I first became a slave, I was such a wimp. You abused me so bad, saying that I deserved it and that I needed to be “broken.” You dry-fucked me with your large cock. You starved me. I cried and begged. You laughed in my face saying that I needed to toughen up unless I wanted to be sold.

It was like a part of my mind shut down. I became a true BDSM piece of meat. I learned to take a punch without flinching, only thanking you for the pleasure. You let your friends violate me for hours to try to make me beg. But it was too late. That part of me that felt things had been destroyed. I became a fuck-tube and a cum dumpster, nothing more. I was quietly obedient, lady-like even with a busted face and a bruised body. Even as your cock pounded my swollen mouth, my mind belonged only to me. When you realized that I was trained, you eased up on me. I still scream and beg sometimes for your amusement. I pretend that I cannot take one more blow, or one more minute of the terror you inflict but somewhere, in my soul, I’ve grown to love this life. I await your orders, Master. How may I please you tonight?

 

Please Hurt Me

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My hands are tied roughly behind my back. The rope is scratching against my sweating skin. My legs tied up together attached to chain hanging down. I watch a part of me growing impatient as he plays with his instruments now paying me no mind. The bastard is humming, making me grow more annoyed…and anxious. Finally in what felt like forever he turns around coming closer with nothing but a rag in hand. He looms over me pulling my head up by my hair.

He whispers “Hush” and he stuffs the rag into my mouth. Goosebumps cover my body and I shake in anticipation. He knows I won’t go anywhere. He shoves my face back down
before walking away. I almost want to make a noise just to make him angry.

Lead by example

My sir/master enjoys watching me tell others what to do and torturing them. I have to be careful though  because my master expects me to be able to to lead by example. If I am willing to dish out a punishment for my masters enjoyment, then he expects me to be willing to show I can handle it first. If I do not do as my master says I am held responsible and he punishes me first. My master is fond of playing with me while he inflicts just enough pain to get his point across and teach me these valuable lessons. I get the honor of setting an example for these girls and my master is caring enough to even give me the idea of a little control to pick what these other girls get to experience. I just must be willing to endure it myself first. I am so willing and ready that I will endure, especially so me and master can come together.

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BDSM trainer for my Master

Bondage and SubmissionMy Master gave me a new title. Bondage and Submission trainer for the newbies that he’s been collecting. These young girls are so gullible. He plays them on the internet until they trust him. Once he wins their hearts and convinces them to meet him, he pets me in action. I become that mommy that they lack in their lives. As we brainwash the sluts, I become more firm. Then we slowly add in the discipline that they don’t know that they are craving. Mindless little twits who thought they were in love with the Master start to become obedient pets.

Then he disappears, leaving them with me to start their formal training. I beat the desire to live from them, starve them, and break them. Then he reappears to “rescue” them. They are so grateful that they will do anything for him. That’s when he brings in his party. Other P-Daddies and Masters who love the young and innocent. It is a fuckfest as the victims find out the real truth about the BDSM side of his business. Are you ready to share the details and join in the fun as we train young girls to be obedient sluts, ready to be sold to the highest bidder?

Bondage Whore Jenn

Cheap phone sex I hate when masters see me and think they have to take it easy with me. I am not new to the kinky sex and the pain that comes with it, and I am usually a very bad girl so you have to take it 10x harder. I want you to control ever move every breath I take, if I take one out of order I want you to take a riding crop and swat my face as hard as you can. I just love being a dick sucking little slut. Can you bend over so I can stick my tongue straight up your ass, that is my favorite thing to do for my master. I really need a good master to spank me and beat me

Bondage and submission

I am not new to the sweet release of letting another person control my movements. I find pleasure in letting someone control my sexual release and how many time I can come from the pleasure of both pain and exotic feelings. My very first master or sir as he had me call him was very gifted at showing me what I needed to know and how to follow directions so that the experience was pleasurable for both of us. I learned very quickly not to talk back, or get any pleasure with out first seeking his approval.

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I feel that I have mastered the art of being the perfect little slut and I know exactly how to take orders to be an obedient little whore that a master seeks and needs to make his every fantasy come true. It is a great gift to be able to be the ass hole or cunt that someone takes their aggression out on because they need a release. Its a very pleasurable experience to be whipped, beaten, gagged, fucked and tortured with devices and cocks to someone else’s will. I take pride in being the submissive whore of someone and giving in to complete control of the Bondage and submission they give me.

 

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A Submissive Whore and a Lot of Hot Wax

submissive whoreThis submissive whore had a hot Fourth of July. Not good hot either. I am not speaking in terms of sexiness or temperature. Well, at least not temperatures outside. My plan was to host a small cook out for my family and a few friends. My son got high and had different plans for me and his sister. My daughter inherited my big boobs. Even though I have fake tits, she still got some big natural jugs. Where she got them from, I am not sure, but my son is a breast man. Most guys do like big boobs, real or fake. He was high on coke and meth. The combination of the two drugs, takes him to a different place. He becomes meaner than a junk yard dog. He tied us both up with ropes so he could bind our boobs. He likes seeing big breasts tied up and abused. Usually, it is just my boobs he ties and binds, but yesterday he wanted his sister in on the fun. That was fine by me because she is an unruly brat whom I am dying to break. I think her brother would make a great master for the little twat. Once he unveiled our blindfolds, we knew what was going on. We saw all the candles. Hot wax torture was up next. He went gently on his sister; just dropping a few drops at first. The more he dripped, the more she screamed, the harder his dick became. I am a seasoned nipple torture whore. He had to dump the wax of a large candle on my areola to make me scream; so he did. He is a typical sadistic. The more we screamed or cried from the pain, the harder he became. My daughter doesn’t enjoy being a submissive slut, but she needs to be treated like one to get the stick out of her ass. Me on the other hand, I am born pain slut. Pour that hot wax all over me master and listen to me scream.

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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