Category: Bondage S&M

Bondage and Submission Whore

bondage and submissionBondage and submission are what I do best. I know how to submit to men. I have been doing it all my life. I look forward to serving too. Master has me on a fetish dating site. His newest thing is watching me get used by other men. His dick is just not what it used to be. Viagra gets him hard, but it takes a few hours to kick in. He can get hard without it, but normally that only happens when he is watching me. Like most of my callers, however, he needs something more extreme to watch if he wants to get off. He put an ad out on this fetish website for a bull to fuck his busty slave and he got an outpouring of inquiries. He really wanted to find the best one. He settled on Damon. He is a 32-year-old black lawyer. Master never showed much interest in race play, but my callers love imaging me as a dirty nigger slave. Master will not talk like that, but I know he enjoys the idea of white women paying reparations for crimes against black men. I had no idea this was even a male fantasy until I started my phone sex gig. So, this submissive whore had to bow to the big black cock and offer up her fuck holes as compensation. Damon had a huge black cock. I measured him at 13-inches. He was officially the biggest cock I had ever had. My master got an erection the moment he whipped that nigger dick out and slapped me in the face with it. Damon was rough on my fuck holes. Tied me up too. He made some strong knots on my flesh and split my pussy in two with rope. He fucked my ass so hard with the rope between my cunt lips that I now have rope burns. Being his bondage whore and nigger worshiping slave made master so happy. He even came. I think I will be doing more race play role plays for master, because it clearly worked quicker than Viagra.

Cum Eating Phone Sex For Father’s Day

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It’s Father’s Day, so you know what that means…  Time for an obligatory round of frothy and sticky cum eating phone sex with my parents!  A daughter’s got to do what a daughter’s got to do, right?  Being subjugated and smothered in jizz and squirt is the least I can do for the people who brought me into the world and taught me to be the best sub slut I could be.

I know what to expect every year.  At this point, banging my birth parents is less like being turned into a sex slave and more like making love to a couple of friends with benefits.  Not that I’m unappreciative of the “abusive” attention, but Mom and Dad are a little old fashioned and stuck in their S&M routines.

Six times a year I can expect the exact same treatment from my makers: Father’s Day, Mother’s Day, birthdays, anniversary and Christmas.  I know that on each one of those days my mom and dad are going to tie me up and strap a leather oral fuck gag on my mouth so Daddy can fuck my gooey gob whenever he wants.  If he isn’t pounding my pussy or reaming my ass rim then Mom is, and if he’s not savagely using my cocksucker like it’s only good for ramming his rod into then I’m guaranteed that she’ll be jamming her fingers into my mouth and smearing her creamy cunt all over my fucked and stuffed face.  I feel like I never look more like her than when I’m coated in both of their jizz.  Weird.

Daddy likes to watch Mom squirt all over me as he’s plowing out my puckered pink parts, but when he’s ready to blow he always tells her to hold my mouth wide open for him.  He doesn’t tell her to call me a jizz junky and force me to scream out how much I love cum eating phone sex with them, she just does that on her own.  She’s the dirty talker, he’s the whisper growling big boned beast.  I love them both so much and, even though I know exactly what’s going to go down, I’m more than happy to perform my daughterly duty six times a year and get flooded and choked with my parents’ sexy fluids.

  

Submissive Slut Saturday

Yep You read that right boys! I am declaring this Submissive slut Saturday and cum on by and see if you can tie me up, pin me down or simply command me like a dirty little bitch begging for a bone. I am here to fulfill those wicked needs and not only Saturday, who the fuck am I fooling. I will be the naughty giantess standing over you that you get to crawl all over and cum inside me. My height and mischief should not fend off the most demanding and experienced of Master’s. But yes, it’s true I will be able to switch into the role change in an instant. Wrestle me and see who gets on top today. I am feeling quite frisky and who knows, I just might have to torture those balls a little for my own pleasure!

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I’m No Faker

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Hardcore bondage is not so hard to endure and if any sub slut out there wants to tell you otherwise, she just isn’t doing it right.  There’s a method to enduring all of the pain and torture a really malicious master has to dish out.  No, you don’t find a happy place in your mind and drift off to some fantastical spot while you’re being restrained and brutalized.  You have to be present, own the beating you’re given, take every bit of taunting and torment that gets thrown your way and use it to make yourself the perfect whore any big dicked dom could ever want.

I need to be confined and held down when I get fucked really hard, anyway, that part is a snap.  Pain mixed with pleasure is an absolutely exhilarating sensation, so being lashed, clamped or shocked while I’m having my horny little holes stretched out is actually preferred.  And no master who’s ever screamed and yelled right in my face and covered me with his frothy spit has ever said anything meaner and more humiliating to me than my own loved ones.  They can call me anything they want and it won’t take me any lower than I’ve already been, time and time again.  

Yeah, I’m a stupid worthless whore who gets subjugated by every man who ever plows his pole deep inside of her.  I’m the dumb fucking cunt who’s takes load after slimy load of spunk anywhere a dominant dick wants to shoot it.  I’m the trashy piece of shit who tries to make her mommy proud by gagging down more cocks in one week than most women wrap their lips around their entire lives.

I’m a hardcore sexdoll punching bag, I’m nothing but useless fuckmeat, I’m a flesh covered cum rag who needs to be ripped up and thrown away.  That’s the mindset a real submissive slut has.  Want to know how to tell the fakers from the genuine thing?  Just slap them around a little bit first and see how they react.  

 

Pump Dump Doll

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Oh, the master came over with a bevy of his friends to pump my holes and use me up and spit on me. They were all uber mean. They made sure to hurt my feelings and make me cry. Hearing that I was fuck up rang true to me. My parents always made sure I knew I was, especially daddy. I’m such a disgrace to my family, and my master let his friends know how my mind worked. They all had the secrets to disarm me mentally and become their rag doll.

I had each guy ram me and use me like the pump dump doll. It became evident it wasn’t only bondage chat. They meant business. They weren’t going to let me go on and forget about the fucking I would endure. Everyone had a way of using me up and disintegrating my well-being.

I Need More Than Light Bondage!

 

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Light bondage is for white bitches! a chocolate slave like me can handle extreme BDSM and sex that’s so rough its assault. I’m used to being treated like dark fuck meat with holes made for a superior white cock. You always bind me by my tits and twat until they’re bulging through the ropes. I want to be your nigger cum dumpster so bad that I actually enjoy when you demand that I worship your lily-white dick. If my praise doesn’t seem sincere, you punish me however you see fit. You know how much I hate nigger dick so if/when your pretty porch monkey gets out of line you let 6 big black apes fuck me pink hole. I only want your cock in my filthy nigger pussy, master. “Please don’t let those silver backs touch me and force fuck my ass” I beg as they come closer with their swinging cocks. You still let them obliterate my fuck holes with their big ass nigger dicks because that’s what darkie sluts like me are good for. It is my job to figure out what makes master happy so I hope after I get all this nigger juice out my twat I can please you again.

A submissive Cum slut phone sex addict

Cum slut phone sexI’m a dirty whore, a real submissive Cum slut phone sex addict treated to a life of servitude for women that use, abuse, and treat me as their slave. I was whored out again today to some trailer trash with an unwashed cock and hands the size of my head. He tied my legs down and open, took my hips, and ruthlessly fucked into my wet cunt like I didn’t have feelings. It hurt, it hurt so much, but I couldn’t tell him to slow down. I’ve been trained to be far too submissive to voice complaints when chained down and being used for my two master’s paychecks. When he was done he didn’t unload inside me as I’d expected, he’d pulled out just in time to jump on my chest, grab my thick tits, slip between them and force my head up to unload a thick stream of jizz up onto my face. When I didn’t get the hint he forced my lips open and made me participate in Cum eating phone sex. He didn’t let me just swallow, he made me chew it, made me taste his salty stream with my tongue, and get a full grasp of what he was treating me with. Only then did he praise me for being such an obedient slut, before slipping out of my marvelous titties, and lining up with my face. I liked this part, I knew I would, the moment when he rammed his hard pussy juice-covered meat stick right into my face’s fuck hole was orgasmic. I sucked, I licked, I lapped at his cock like a bitch and slurped him with gratitude. It wasn’t just a casual suck and fuck for me, it was a grateful reprieve from the pain I knew he’d no doubt bring back in just a few moments. As far as I was concerned, this was my time to show off some Cock worshipping and I never waste an opportunity to worship what’s given to me the way my body was always intended to.

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Wow, what a ride that was last night. I barely have gotten myself together. I’ve gone thru a few calls they all have made me realize what kind of slut I am. There’s a reason why I love bondage and submission so much. The thought of a man controlling my every movement and claiming my existence is beyond satisfying. There’s no way I can make it around with a man. Let me explain to you why I go so hard for men. The simple answer is there’s no pleasure without men. As a woman, I need someone to guide me and make me feel safe, even if that intakes a couple of hits and slaps followed by sexual control. Freedom for me is being able to say I belong to a master.

Can’t Crack This Cunt

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I think that guys like to put me through extreme bondage fucking because they want to see what it takes to make my super submissive cunt crack.  How do you break a slutty sub who refuses to snap?  The answer is, you don’t.  You can try, little man, but I guarantee that you will not succeed.

There’s this one dom that likes to spend his time coming up with all sorts of sadistic ways to try to fracture his fair skinned little fuck dolls and, apparently, I always get to be test subject numero uno for all of his twisted twat torturing sex schemes.  Between you and me, they aren’t anything new, just new to him.  I just roll with it like a good slave should and let him believe that everything he does to me I’m experiencing with him for the first time.

He’s real big on throat fucking and making me gag out my thick gullet spit all over his cock and balls.  I know he wants to make me puke but I don’t do that anymore.  Years of hardcore esophagus hammering have hampered that trigger, for sure.  He can pummel my windpipe all he wants, I won’t be losing my lunch from being throat banged anytime in the foreseeable future!

He also thinks that making me completely immobile and violating my chocolate fuckhole will corrupt my constitution.  I don’t think I have to tell you that my electrifying elastic asshole doesn’t bat a brown eye at the thought of being stretched out to its furthest possible limits.  Do you know how many fists and massive dildos this ass has taken?!  I don’t tell him that, though.  I just scream and wail as he nails me into the ground or onto a table or what have you, making him think that he’s busted my backdoor completely in when he fills my beautiful butt with his sticky cum.

I make sure that I’m crying and shaking on the floor when he leaves, but once he’s out of the chamber, I prop myself up, finish myself off then skedaddle, no sweat.  Okay, there’s some sweat, and usually blood and tears.  But there’s no breaking.  You can’t crack this submissive slut, but you’re more than welcome to try.

 

I was going to be a bonadage and submission slave

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On the weekends, I work at a spa and have some clients that love to demand stuff from me. One evening I decided to go ahead and clock out a bit early the last client was a company regular named Mickie. Mickie was the kind of client that was a pain in the ass. He was nicking and diming every service on the bored he the brother in law to the owner. The owner, John, wouldn’t be around much but would let icky Mickie get all the perks and benefits he could dream of, and most of the massage girls didn’t want to touch him. They would run when they would see his name pop up. I didn’t have to deal with massages and clients other than paperwork. Luckily for me, I was so happy not having to deal with men who walked in, but that was all going to change this evening. Icky Mickie came in, and I had him fill out an updated client file. He handed me over a fifty-dollar bill, and I would give him his ten bucks in change when he began to flip out and tell me I was shorting him.

The surveillance camera wasn’t working, and there was no way to verify I was telling the truth, so I panicked. All the girls were booked and didn’t want to give him his massage hour. It was me, and Mickie had a severe smirk on his face. He began by telling me I wasn’t doing anything and I could massage him for an hour. It was probably one of the worst things I could hear.

I had no choice but to give him what he wanted. Even though I wasn’t licensed, he told me I better do it, or I would lose my job once he told his brother-in-law john all about me stealing from him. I knew something was off, but I didn’t have any proof to go back to the footage.

I wish I had gone with my gut. Once I saw no way out of the situation, I obliged. I didn’t want to lose my job. Icky Mickie went ahead and took all his clothes off and began to be so beyond rude to me.  My god, was he a pest more so than ever. Usual he tries to make the girls laugh in the spa, but he was a whole other person with much malice this time. He began to scream at me and told me I better be a naked bitch for him and massage him that way. He’s into bondage and submission and wants the best massage ever. If not, id gets the boot. I began to panic but got myself together and let him have his wishes. The gross stench that came from this man was enough to make your eyes water.

I felt like a complete idiot and enslaved person. Once we were done, he came in for a kiss, and I pushed him back, and he got so angry and began to slap me around and pull off my top and pants. He would get some loving, whether I liked it or not. It was a complete extreme bondage situation.

I could smell him on me all day, even after an hour of a shower. Well, I kept my job but figured out icky Mickie had an agenda the whole time. Turned out he was in charge of the security system from the spa. I wasn’t aware that he was the one in contract to make sure all was in order in the spa. It was all planned he knew he would get away with making me think I was in the wrong.

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