Do you like bondage phone sex? I love being restrained and gagged. I was at a bondage club with some girlfriends the other night and I picked up this college boy. I love younger men, especially alpha ones. He was over 6 foot tall, big and burly. And, if he was at the club, he was a dominant man. I was bold. Invited him back to my place to pretty much do whatever he wanted to me. Being that tall, I knew he had to have a huge cock to shred my fuck holes. As soon as we entered my place, he went into alpha mode. Slammed me against the wall in a choke hold. Instructed me to listen to his every command. He made me call him Daddy. I tried not to laugh. Seemed odd calling a man younger than my oldest son, Daddy. But, I am a good submissive whore so I do what I am told. I fell to my knees to worship his cock. As he was skull fucking me, he pissed down my throat. His cock was every inch as big as I thought it would be. My throat was raw from the size of his shaft so his piss burned my esophagus. I started to choke and gag. I was about to puke up his piss when he grabbed my nose, and shoved his cock further down my throat, forcing me to swallow my own vomit. I was not expecting him to be quite that aggressive at his age. He said I reminded him of his whore mother as he spun me around, pinned my arms behind my back and beat my ass with his cock. He left me on the floor in fetal position. Cum running out my ass. I started to get up in an attempt to clean myself up when he tied me up, marked me with his piss and walked out the door. I was left bound, covered in his urine and cum for my son to discover. I guess he had some unresolved mommy issues.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Thank You
Thank You so much for treating me like the gutter trash that I am Sir. I know I am useless, worthless and nothing without You. I am only here because You allow it. I know You are free to find another woman who is more worthy of Your generous cock. I am in awe of it’s magnificence, and take honor in receiving it’s Golden Blessing.
There are days where You are kind enough to shower me over and over again. Reminding me that I am Your urinal. I take every gift from Your body without hesitation. I take it to mean that You are anointing me. Saying to Others that I am solely Yours to do with whatever You desire.
I beg for it, I need it, and I crave it. Every single drop of piss is welcomed. You Baptize Your slut in it as much as possible. The saltiness of it, the pungent smells permeate the air around me. Fore I am not allowed to change nor wash away Your Blessing. It bothers me not. I know many a women who would find this disgusting. I do not, because it is what I deserve and You desire.
Submissive Whore for Extreme Female Bondage and Pain
According to my Master, the only thing better than a submissive whore, is two submissive whores. I was ordered to find him another subby MILF to play with that day. I know his type. He likes his MILFS to have a little meat on their bones and nice big natural tits. Loves a screamer. My friend Helen was perfect. She is not a full time subby like me, but she likes extreme play with the right man. Not sure my Master is the right man, but if I did not bring him a sexy MILF to play with, I would have been a black and blue MILF.
I told Helen I had a friend for her to meet; asked her to come by my office for lunch. The moment Master saw her big beautiful breasts, I no longer existed. She seemed smitten with him too. She wouldn’t be for long. Master is into extreme female bondage and pain. She was flirting with him, giving me a look of appreciation. I felt bad. But, I would sell my own daughter if Master told me to do it. When Master invited Helen into his private office, I knew she would soon regret being my friend. Didn’t take long before I heard her screaming. After an hour, Master ordered me into his sanctum. There was my friend, bound and gagged.
Her breasts were tied so tightly they were turning colors. It was clear Master had used them as punching bags. He is obsessed with boobs, but not in a good way. Not only had he turned Helen’s boobs black and blue with restraints and his fists, he had stuck hat pins through her nipples. There was my friend with mutilated breasts, a dog collar around her neck, strung up by the throat and her hands and feet restrained. She had been crying. I felt like a bad friend. My first emotion was not guilt, not even remorse for handing her over to a sadist. It was jealously. I was envious of the attention Master lavished on Helen while I was shut out of the office. I use to be his favorite girl, but he has grown bored of me.
Helen screamed, fought, showed pain. I’m more seasoned. I smile and beg for more. Master wants to hurt a bitch, but he doesn’t want her to like it. I need to learn to not show my pleasure in my pain like Helen does. I have lost a friend, but hopefully I can renew my relationship with my Master. In the meantime, maybe you can use me. Make it really hurt. Make me cry. Make me scream. Just like Master likes.
Submissive Whore Turned Into A Scare-Ho
It all started, when He, along with some of His friends decided to go and get pumpkins so that I could decorate them for O/our outdoor decor. I was tired from a long day at the office so the last thing I wanted to do was carve pumpkins. However, He insisted so I started to carve them. On the last one I made a sad face because I was tired and all I wanted to do is to go to bed.
His friends are well aware of O/our relationship and told Him that before I go to bed I should have to wear the “pity me” pumpkin. He thought it was a great idea. He took it and cut the bottom off of it and stuck it over my head. He told me that since I was off from work for the next couple of days that I could just wear my “pity me” pumpkin while I made O/our dinner.
I asked Him if he realized how hard it would be to cook with a pumpkin on my head. In all honesty I was kidding around, having the pumpkin on my head actually made me laugh. However, He considered my statement to mean I was talking back. Something that I never do, as I do my best to be the best submissive for Him that I can. I was shocked at His reaction since I have never really been in trouble before.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me outside. I was actually frightened for a few minutes. He told me to strip, I did without hesitation as I realized that I was about to be punished. He told me to go and get the Hemp rope and come back. I had to run to the barn to fetish it. As I was running back I saw that His friends had come outside and were watching.
He bound my breasts up tight, then took the Scarecrow decoration down from it’s perch. He told me to get up there. I stepped up onto the bale of hay and stood there. He walked into the house and came out with my wrist and ankle restraints along with a heavy paddle. After he secured my wrists and feet he paddled me until I was black and blue. He doesn’t hit hard, but He can hit for a very long time. He says it is done that way so I can ‘enjoy the sting’. He is right You know. When done in that manner it is a slow burn, which makes the skin so tender that even a soft touch stings badly.
When He finished and I was bruised to His liking He looked up at me and said, “Today you are Our scare-ho. You have to stay out here until I see fit to let you down. When I do, you will make Us something to eat, then you will go into O/our bedroom, lay on the floor on your back and not move until I come in. If you do this, I will give you something special because you took your punishment like a good submissive whore. You understand why I had to punish you right?” I shook my head and said, “Yes Sir.” He asked me, “What are you today?” I replied, “I am your Scare-Ho Sir!”
bondage and submission
Talking about bondage and submission makes me wet.
I crave the fear and adrenaline you get when you are blindfolded and tied up to the bed.
Waiting to feel anything, a light tickle or feeling the crack of your whip.
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I love being a sex toy!
Human sex toy for her master.
I get wet on command and I am ready to fuck when ever you are.
Pull my hair and spank me at the same time.
Fuck me hard and long.
Tease me and torture me as I am tied up.
Make me beg you to let me cum.
Make me squirt 10 feet away from me.
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I aim to please you master, I am begging for you to let me please you.
I want to filled up by your thick cock!
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Confession: Young Slut & P Mommy
“Don’t fucking scream slut” He ordered me as I woke up completely bound on the couch. I was wet and slick, it was clear I was turned on. I thought to were my little ones were, asleep in their rooms. “I’m going to fuck you and your brats till you’re begging me for more you fucking whore.” He snarled at me and went to get them… I knew I should be scared and mad, but I was turned on and curious, but I pretend to struggle a little… wondering what he was going to do to my little ones. He took them both out and made them get on their knees. He forced to watch as he shoved a giant dildo into my ass, making me scream against the ball gag. They watched again as he applied nipple clams to my already rock hard nipples. I wanted to beg for more, I wanted it all to stop but I was soaking fucking wet. I was so turned on and the little ones watching it all turned me on even more thinking about the same thing happening to them. He must have read my mind, because he scooped up my youngest and spread her little ass apart shoving a fat butt plug into her virgin ass. I didn’t mean to but I moan and tried to cross my legs to hide how incredibly turned on I was, but he saw the lust in my eyes. “You sick P Mommy, you like to watch your little daughters holes get violated just like you don’t you?” I said nothing and you grabbed a fistful of hair, shoving my head down on his cock and removing the ball gag in place of his cock. He held my head there until I thought I was going to pass out, that’s when he lifted me up and I finally admitted to him what was making my pussy so fucking wet.