My Master sold me out to his friend all so that he could party a little longer one night. It’s not like he didn’t have money to pay for it, he just wanted a cheaper alternative and he knew that I would do whatever he told me to do. So I went with that man ever tho he was big and scary and told me that he was going to hurt me. I had no way to say no, no safe words no cushion. It was just me and him and a world of pain that I didn’t even know existed. He used me so hard, all my holes were fucked so hard that they tore open. My body was beaten bloody and bruised and I honestly wasn’t sure if I would survive the night. It was so hard but I made my Master happy and that was all that really mattered.
Category: Bondage phone sex
Submissive Whore
“I’ll be good, I’ll be good!” I whimper under the heat of his hand beating me over and over again. I have made my master very angry. I have never seen him like this before and I don’t even know what I said or did to set him off. I just know it is my fault, and I am the one who has to pay for it. I cry as he beats my face black and blue. He attaches a metal collar around my neck and on each end is a metal cuff to attach each wrist. He sets me up like that and starts to fuck my mouth. Holding my nose to prevent me from breathing as he spits on my face and tells me how worthless I am. He sits on my face and has me clean his asshole, lick all over his sticky balls and suck every last inch of his rock hard dick. “You’re going to really fucking get it, bitch, I am far from done with you!” He screams at me and blows his load, ready to move to another torturous path.
BDSM phone sex
My Master and I have lived together for a few years now. We’ve been dating for a couple of years longer than that too, and over the course of that time, I’ve gotten to know my Dom really well. I’ve always been submissive and my Dom loves it. He also loves it when I call him Daddy, so I do that a lot too. He feeds my submissive side, nurtures it and strips me of my dignity. That’s brought out a different side of me that loves to tease him just to get some pain out of it. I love to drive him crazy and I know one of the things that really drives him mad and it always makes him have to fuck me. He loves my cum, and I love to fulfill his fetishes so I leave my dirty panties around the house for Daddy Dom to find. Whenever he gets home from work I try to make sure I’m in the shower or that I’ve found a reason to run-up to the store. He knows that’s his cue to look around the house because he’ll find a pair of my cum filled panties waiting for him. Well, that is, of course, permitting I am not locked up or caged up or something of the sort he doesn’t always let me out freely. Sometimes I’ll masturbate two and even three times a day to get my panties wet and cum filled as he likes. I think of how hard he’ll fuck me and how he’ll reward me when I get back to the house. That’s why I’ll always make sure to leave my cum filled panties around for him to find his perfect whore for life.
Bondage Whore Bernice
When you are a bondage whore, life can be unpredictable. I go to fetish clubs often. Master doesn’t mind because fetish clubs are rarely about fucking and I maintain my submissive nature. I just went home with the wrong man. Story of my life. It has happened before and will happen again. Harry was a dominant master. He is looking for a new sub. His last one moved for work. I have seen him at this bondage club often. He was always with a pretty blonde. When I saw him alone last night, I put myself in his eyesight. I wanted him to tie me up. I knew he was a rope expert. We got a room. He was not a big talker, but he did bind me like a parcel package. I felt like a contortionist. He had me in some unnatural positions. When the club closed, he suggested we go to his place. He knew I was owned, and we could not fuck. He didn’t want to fuck me. I was too old for his tastes. He likes a young submissive whore, but he had no problem perfecting his already excellent bondage skills with me. He tied me up so securely, I couldn’t move without fear of breaking a bone. He excused himself to use the bathroom and never came back until the next morning. He left me tied up tightly on a guest bed while he slept. I pissed the bed. I was dying of thirst and I was cold. When he came back the next morning, he had to cut the ropes because even he could not undo the knots. I had rope burns on my wrists and my ankles. I could barely walk when I left. He gave me his card and suggested we do it again. I took his card, but in my head, I was saying hell no as I ran out his door.
My Master’s Entertainment
I know that I belong to my Master. So, when he tells me that my body is to be used and abused by his friends for entertainment I simply obey. Secretly I enjoy it, truly I do. I love to be spanked and degraded and fucked furiously by as many men at a time as I can. I would never let him know that though. One morning he told me that I was to go get my body waxed, hair done, douche my snatch and enema my shit hole. I knew I was in for a treat. I did exactly as I was instructed and when he examined my body he was pleased. We rode to his lodge and he told me to undress. I undressed and stood there with my head down as I am not worthy to look at these men’s faces. They bound me with ropes and left me there as they drank, ate and partied. Soon my Master came over to me and announced that all my holes were open to do with what they pleased. I felt my heart flutter and then I felt my pussy getting wet. They didn’t even take turns, they ravaged me like a pack of animals. They used my tits to suck on, bite, whip and piss on. They smacked my face, squirted their cum on my face and pulled my mouth wide open as they rammed their dicks inside. They spanked my ass so hard it was numb. They fucked my ass hard, filling it with their loads each time, they inserted dildos, candles, cigarettes and broom handles. The tore my pussy up. It was bit, beat, fucked and burned. By the time they were finished my entire body was covered with cum and piss. I would never let my master know but I had so many orgasms that I lost count. My body will need to recover but my insatiable appetite for orgasms was fulfilled.