My daughter hears me having bondage phone sex all the time. She even sees me in various bondage positions when I am entertaining a master at the house. This weekend, I brought home a new guy. A much younger guy I met at a bondage club who wanted to do more than the club would allow. At this particular underground club, no nudity or sex acts are permitted. It is strictly a place for bondage and maybe some light BDSM games. What is the fun in that? I am a true bondage slut, so I want my breasts bound and my pussy gagged! Master Tom brought his own equipment and an intent to inflict some damage on my curvy body. Once he was in the house however, his intent shifted gears. Shifted right to my teen daughter. Oh he tied me up; but only to keep me restrained so I couldn’t intervene to save my daughter. He tied her to my bedpost. I was bound and gagged and naked on my bed, while he tortured her tiny teen body. He stripped her to her panties.
She is a feisty one. She started hurling insults at him. “My mama may be your bondage whore, but I’m not Loser,” she screamed in his face. He smacked her so hard, she bit her lip, which started to bleed. She looked sacred as he pulled down his pants. Her eyes got as big as the sky when he skull fucked her. She gagged, then puked on his dick, but he held her mouth down firmly at the base, forcing her to swallow her own vomit. She looked horrified and dejected, even scared. Her head dropped down. She lost her spunk. Fear does that to a girl, especially a young girl. He whipped her a few times before cumming on her face. He wasn’t done with her. He massaged her clit to the point of pain. Pulling back the hood, then rubbing the exposed clit at warp speed makes a girl or woman convulse until she cums. But it is an ruined orgasm. Painful and uncomfortable. He left us there. Tied up and gagged. I was jealous she got all the abuse. hat just leaves you to hurt me I reckon.
Master loves the smell of leather. Sweaty, old, used leather. He loves to put the leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles and leave me in them for days. Then they have that certain smell that drives him wild. He takes them off and inhales the scent and i watch as his dick gets hard instantly. He rubs the smelly leather on my body covering me in the special smell that he loves so much. Then he grabs me and throws me to the floor taking me, owning me, shoving his cock into me so hard and rough that it feels like he is ripping my pussy opened. I try not to let it show that I love his abuse. But my pussy always gives me away and serves to inflame his rage to the breaking point. It is a strange fetish I know but it is also very erotic.
