Master likes to tie me up and my hands and feet and have his way with me. He came in to my room this morning horny as hell and told me it was time. He began tying me up and I saw his cock rising underneath his shorts. Just typing me up was turning him on? That’s so hot! I love being masters little submissive, he’s one of the nicest masters I’ve ever had and he usually always gives me what I went and lately I’ve been bugging him about how I want to try new things. So I’m laying on the floor, all tied up and master gets on top of me and begins thrusting his already rock hard cock into my wet fucking cunt. God, I love feeling masters dick so deep in my pussy. It was then when I knew what was different- Master invited someone else along to the game- his best friend. He came up and quickly began thrusting his dick quickly into my mouth. Master never lets anyone we know join in on a fuck, but he knows I have a crush on this guy so I guess this is my surprise! He’s just shoving his dick even deeper down my throat and as I begin choking on his cock I feel master cum deep inside of my pussy as his best friend whips his cock out and lets his load off all over my face! It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a good facial.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Bondage Phone Sex
Abducted
I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.
Long Hard Work Day
I love being head bitch at work.
Bossing people around all day is super easy for me.
All my employees do what they’re asked, when I ask it.
All except the new guy I hired this past Monday.
He refuses to listen to me, and disagrees with me often.
Although usually I would be pissed when someone back talks me at work, there was something oddly pleasing about this man not listening to me.
I know I always have to listen to master, but he’s gone still out of town.
So while master is away, a girl can play, right?
This new hire has been giving me shit since Monday, and for some reason is turning me on. He’s extremely dominant like master, but in a dark mysterious kind of way.
I can’t tell if he wants to fuck me, or if he wants me to fuck him!
He constantly stares at my tits all day long. They’re covered for the most part since I do dress very professionally, but always with a little bad girl underneath!
I’ve been so busy that today during lunch, I leaned back in my office chair, and just started fingering my pussy.
I was so turned on, but had no time to leave.
I heard a knock at the door, my shirt still off, but he couldn’t see underneath the desk. My new hire had just walked into my office, and I wasn’t wearing my shirt!
One tit was pulled out of my bra so I could play with it while I finger fucked myself, and he just kept staring. I quickly put my shirt back on, as he closed the door.
It’s been 2 hours now since that happened, and I can feel his eyes following me around the office. What do I do? What do I say? I didn’t even get to cum! I’m still fucking soaking wet, and so turned on.
Bondage and Submission at Work
Bondage and submission is my life. I am always giving in and getting tied up, especially at work. My boss and Master is old, but he does love tying me up at work. He was feeling extra frisky yesterday. I only go to the office a couple days a week now. My work schedule just depends on what kind of case he is working. He is a lawyer close to full retirement, which is why I have been supplementing my income being a phone sex submissive. I messed up some legal briefs. I filed them incorrectly. I am not allowed to make mistakes. For a simple fixable clerical error, I got some soft bondage of my tits. Well soft only in the way he tied up my boobs. The torture my whore tits, as he likes to call them, received was something very different from soft. He pinched the nipples so hard they bled. That was not enough pain for the mood he was in. He got out his lighter so he could burn them too. Have you ever smelled burning flesh? It is awful. When it is your own flesh, it is worse. The pain and smell combined is nauseating. I knew not to vomit or complain or cry. It was tough to do, but if I had, the torture would have been far worse. Master has never been big into torture sex except when it comes to my tits. The way he views it, he bought me my tits, so he can do whatever he wants to them. I will take nipple and breast torture any day over being used as a punching bag. Some of the more modern Masters, whom I have encountered, on and off the phone, enjoy going Mike Tyson on me. In their eyes, I’m not a woman, just a worthless submissive whore.
My Son’s Bondage Whore
Being a bondage whore is hard work. I have been working with my son on his rope skills. He was a scout, so he does have some knowledge about knots. I guess I got a little bossy with him over the weekend. He didn’t like me complaining about his loose knots. “If they so loose you stupid whore, see if you can get out of them yourself,” he snapped before spitting in my face and leaving the house. I was on the cold floor. The heat was not on because we just came off a warm spell. The temperatures were rapidly declining. I had no idea how long he would be gone. He was pissed. One time he left me tied up for several days because I folded his laundry wrong. He gets his temper from his father. I need a new master, but I am not accustomed to being left tied up indefinitely. What seemed like forever, was about 8 hours. He came back home drunk. I had pissed on the floor. That made him angry too. He expected me to hold it in like a dog. He untied me, then shoved my face into my piss like a bad puppy. He was getting aroused treating me like a worthless submissive whore. He undid his belt; fastened it around my neck like he was about to strangle me while he pulled out his cock. He ass fucked me hard while I licked up my own piss. He was pulling on the belt so hard, I almost puked. I came close to passing out too. He came up my ass thankfully, because that was when the belt slipped off from around my neck. I grabbed my throat as to massage the pain away and attempt to take in some air. “Complain or sass me again whore, and I might not let go next time,” he seethed as he walked away.

















