
When you see me tied up do you think to yourself “spank her bottom, just spank it so fucking hard she pisses herself.” I want you to do it. I want you to use me. Stick your cock in every single one of my holes. Fuck my mouth, my pussy and my asshole. Make me suck your cock after each hole baby. I want to be your dirty fucking slut and I need to be punished for being such a naughty slut. I love it when you spank my ass as you fuck me hard. I love being your dirty fucking whore that you use as you see fit. I love being a human toilet. Warm golden piss running down my body makes my pussy so fucking wet. Piss on me, piss in me. Make me swallow your piss as you spank my ass! Make me your dirty piss and cum whore! I want it! I need it! I crave it!
Category: Bondage phone sex
Submissive Whore: What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?
Submissive whore Bernice is should be my legal name. No last name, because I belong to which ever man I am with at the moment. My current long term master is in his 60s. He is winding down on the S and M games. He was always more old school domination anyway. Actually, the men today are a completely different breed and it scares me. Master respected my code words. He never scarred me, or put me in any real danger, but the men I meet online and at fetish clubs make him look like a Disney character. Over the weekend, I tried this new bondage club in Cincinnati. I had to drive a few hours, so I booked a hotel room for the weekend. It is a high end bondage club, invite only. I felt so honored to get a golden ticket to this place that it never occurred to me that it would not be as upscale as it seemed.
When I arrived, it looked nothing like the pictures. This was just a big warehouse; pretty much a dungeon. There were other women there too looking equally perplexed. We were rushed by a group of men. It became clear this was no bondage club. This was a rape fantasy club. We were hand selected because we fit the image that the men paying top dollar fantasized about force fucking. I knew none of the men I could see. I was shoved down on the cold concrete slab, bound and gagged with my own undergarments. I looked to both sides and saw other women like me being brutalized by unknown men. I’ve heard of BDSM clubs, even pain clubs, but never rape fantasy clubs. I spent 3 days in a basement being force fucked in all my holes. I had to use a bucket for a toilet. I was denied food and water. I slept on the concrete floor like a dog chained up in a junkyard. After three days, my ass was prolapsed. I smelled awful. I had lost some weight. I was a hot mess. I was turned out on the street disoriented and lost. I had been used for three days to satisfy some stranger’s dark fantasies. If you had me for three days, what would you do to me?
Naughty Wet Dream
I’ve had a naughty dream! I woke up soaking wet, my clit was THROBBING! I so desperately craved it would be real. In my dream I was in a cage. I had my arms tied wide to the bars at the wrists so I could still use my hands to stroke and jerk those cocks. I had a bag over my head at first and could see nothing but could only hear and feel the cocks coming for me. They attached nipple clamps to my nipples and forced me tits out of the bars and made me choke on their dick while the tugged and pulled my raw nipples. I was trying to take them all when they took me out of cage – tied my tits, neck, legs and wrists up till I was tied up so tight I was purple. That’s when they really fucked me. My ass, my pussy and my mouth. Over and over again they fucked me and shot their load wherever they pleased. I was their cum dumpster and that’s all I could ever be. Mmm! That was the short version of my dream and now I am WET and want it to be real!
Adina Bondage phone sex
I am a fucking fuck pig! Daddy comes home as soon as he gets off of work, he picks me up by my hair and throws me down to the ground. He gets rope and ties me up. He restrains me and spits all over me. I can not even more a little. My hands are tied behind my back and my feet connecting to my wrist.
All I can do is lay on my side or my tummy. I am a dirty little fuck slut and daddy gets to have me anyway he pleases. I am here to satisfy him. He makes me open my mouth and he shoves his big long pole down my throat. I am a little fuck pig and he is making me choke on that meat stick. I will do anything to have him season me with salty, sticky cum.
Bukkake phone sex with super hot Dorthy
There’s just something about sitting on my knees with several cocks in my face ready to squirt warm loads of cum in my face and mouth, that makes me want to cream my little panties. As I sat there, waiting for the next hot load, I tried to decide which cock to lick and suck on so I decided to taste each one. Mr. Big Dick didn’t like it so much when I didn’t spend enough time on his cock, and he slapped me and yanked my face over to his throbbing meat and shoved it in my mouth. He thrust hard and fast, nearly choking me. I loved it. When I looked around, I saw four other cocks being stroked just waiting for me to milk them. When he exploded, he yanked my head back so that cum shot me right in the eye but before he was done, he entered my mouth again with a hard thrust and another shot of his man cream. He groaned loudly and shook violently. He came HARD. I was about to move on to the next waiting cock when another load shot me ion the right side of my face. I turned quickly to catch it in my mouth. When I moved, I had an orgasm of my own. I shook and when I did, the others came almost simultaneously and I had warm cum shooting at me from the different directions. I NEEDED that. I WANT it again. I can cum again myself just writing this blog entry about it.
Bondage Whore: Deadly Extreme Bondage Games
Bondage whore Bernice is my name in the fetish community. I love being tied up; I especially enjoy rope play. When I was little, I would watch these old silent movies where girls were bound and gagged on a railroad track and left to be rescued by some dashing stranger. I like being rescued. But as I have aged, my bondage fantasies have evolved. They have become quite dark. I have many a master who loves to tie me up, but none are quite as cruel as Master Harry. Our bondage games started out with leaving me in perilous situations. On a train track, on the street…. I would be bound and gagged, hoping to be rescued by him or some stranger. I tried not to get too scared because I knew he would rescue me. I knew it was just a game we played. But lately, I feel like he wants me dead. In fact, I came so very close to dying this weekend; as close as I have ever come to death actually. Master tied me up good. Hog tied me. I looked like a side of beef. He didn’t restrain my mouth like usual, meaning I could scream for help. I thought he was going to drop me into the woods somewhere. He dropped me in the lake. I had no real mobility. I saw him walk off as I was struggling to stay afloat. Water was rushing over me. I couldn’t get in a position to float. I started screaming, but it became gargled as water filled my mouth. I was sinking, drowning. I tried to free my hands, but I had no luck. I was in full on panic mode. I was going to drown. I was sinking fast. I lost consciousness. Maybe I even drowned. The next thing I remember was Master Harry doing CPR on me. He informed me that he can take my life and he can give it back to me anytime he wants because he owns me. I live in fear now of Master Harry’s capricious extreme bondage games. Maybe the next time, he won’t rescue me.


















