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I had a guy over last night who was interested in slave training. He had been with someone before who had trained him to take a cock but not much else. So I had my work cut out for me. I brought out my strap ons, dildos of varying sizes and some gags. I then also brought out some cuffs and paddles. I started my night with putting a gag in and turning his ass to a nice shade of red. He had some tears coming down and when I removed the gag he begged for me to stop. I put in a cock shaped gag and then smacked his ass and balls until they started to swell. I removed the gag and had him come over to a spot on the floor where I inserted a ring gag and got my strap-on harness ready. When I was happy with the placement I brought the dildo over for him to suck and get nice and wet, I slid it inside the gag and got wet listening to him choke and drool. I poured some cold lube onto his asshole as well and then slid in. He was trying to get away when he felt my thighs meet his ass cheeks. I help on and started pumping him hard and fast. He was only able to hold out for about 2 mins this time and he did not ask to cum so I guess we will have many more training sessions to go. I am willing to train you as well.

Master’s Slave Gets Humilited Publicly

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The back of the train was quiet; I moaned as Master dragged His nails against the nape of my neck. My cunt was already soaked, and our game had barely begun. Master had been seated behind me for the past hour. Now, as we made our way across the countryside, the train was a bit more crowded. He stood, and opted for a seat on the other side of the car. He was facing me, watching me; I saw as he pulled a small remote control from his pocket, and pressed a button. A muffled buzzing adds itself to the ambiance, my face reddening. I was failing to control the bucking of my hips as the wireless vibrator mercilessly tickled my swollen clit. Before long. I was fighting back the need to moan loudly, to beg Master to please, please let his pathetic submissive slave cum. That was too humiliating to think of!
Master changed the settings, and suddenly I was nearly screaming. I did everything in my power to hold still. The toy was going from full blast to off, in five second increments. I was losing my mind. Suddenly, violently, the need to piss overtook the torturous pleasure. The buzzing would start, my cunt would gush, the buzzing would stop, and my bladder would scream from the fading contractions. I was in Hell.

My Bondage and Submission Roots

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is what I was put on this earth to do. Men cannot just tie up any whore. Well, they can, but not all women are willing bondage slaves. There are no consequences tying me up because I am a willing whore. I was not always, however. It is weird how the things you hated when you were young you grow up to love. I was just a little girl when my mother left me. She met a new man, and I was expendable. She knew what a mean man my father was, and she left me with him. Left me to fend for myself and she never looked back. Never came looking for me, not even when I was an adult. When I was just a peanut, daddy tied me to chairs so he could skull fuck me. Maybe he would tie me to my princess bed posters so I would not fight while he forced his cock inside my tiny pussy. When I entered my teen years, daddy upped his game. He became fearful I would runaway and leave him like my mother. He pulled me from school saying I was sick and needed to be home schooled, but he never hired anyone to home school me. He turned me into his sex slave and laid the seeds for me to become a bondage whore as an adult. He caught me once trying to escape through my bedroom window. He thought I was running away, but I just wanted out of the house. At that point it had been months since I went outside. I spent the next 4 years tied up or shackled. Daddy would whip me tied up. He would fuck me tied up. He would sodomize me with his empty beer bottles tied up. And he would let his friends fuck me tied up too. I would be left tied up for hours a day, only released to pee twice a day. I lucked out one day and got loose. I ran away, vowing never to be tied up again. We know how that turned out for me though.

Bondage me up

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We went out to the club last night and were treated to some sexy bondage. The women wandering around were all in various stages of being tied up or cuffed. We were served our drinks by a woman with her breasts bound. Saw a few others with hands bound either in front or behind. Some even had a leg bound up and they were hopping around. Just before midnight a spotlight came on above the dance floor and a hook lowered from the ceiling. A couple stepped into the light and I could see that the woman was the one who had served our drinks. Her master was there with her and he was deftly tying the rest of her up. He then attached her ropes to the hook and it rose so that she was just off the floor. As she swung slightly above ground he began to use her like a punching bag. He hit her in the face, stomach, breasts and thighs. He then grabbed a flogger and started hitting the rest of her with that. Her back was turning black and blue and one of her eyes had swollen shut but every time she was hit she would yelp and moan a bit. At the end of the show another spotlight came on and it was centered on her pussy so that we could all see how turned on she was. It was dripping and glistening in the light. Master whispered in my ear that it was time to go and when we got home he fucked me harder than ever before. I can’t wait to go back!

Branding my property

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Tonight was all about bondage S&M. Master tied me to a chair, taped over my mouth and then told me that tonight I was going to be branded. He had been working with a guy who designed them and finally found one he liked. He started heating it in the fireplace and would remove it on occasion to check that it was heating evenly as it should. Just before he pulled the brand out to use he came over and quickly cut my skirt and panties off. He then took the brand from the fire and brought it over for me to see. I was pleading with my eyes and trying to shake my head no but he just laughed and said that all cattle got branded and that I was nothing but property to him. He then took the brand and pressed it into my left ass cheek.  I screamed, tried to move and had tears streaming down my face but he held it in place until it cooled a bit. I have never been in so much pain and was retching from that and the smell of burnt flesh. My master then patted me on the head and said that I did well. He brought over some ointment and applied it to the singed skin before he cut me loose. He leaned down, ripped the tape off of my mouth and told me that he would see me next week. He had left the ointment there for me and I used some more before bed. I cried most of the night and was unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in. It took a long couple of days but it has finally scabbed over and doesn’t hurt as much. All I can say is thank you Master for the forever mark!

 

 

Roles Reversed

My pussy won’t stop getting wet with thinking about what I did to you. I loved how I was able to strip you naked and tie you to the bed. I wanted you so badly but you needed to see, you needed to feel just like I do. I wanted you to feel the sensations you make me feel. I made you watch me strip down naked. I rubbed my pussy a little bit so you could see just how wet I was from seeing laying there all helpless like that. I crawled on your face and started riding it. I was smothering you with my pussy and there was nothing you could do about it. I rode your tongue letting it fuck me, making me cum all over your face and mouth. You could see my juices running down your face. It was making me so wet. You tried to fight it and pretend like you don’t like it but I can see your cock getting hard. I know you love when I make you eat this pussy of mine. Be a good boy and make me cum again and maybe next time I will let you fuck me.

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Sexy Bondage Roots

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I love sexy bondage games. Tie me up or tie me down. A caller asked how I became a bondage sex slave. He made me go back to my youth. When I was young, my mother left. She found a new man. One who would treat her like a princess and one with money. She abandoned me and left me with an abusive dad. He just saw me as a surrogate wife, not a daughter. I had to do all the housework, cook his meals and take care of his cock. As I got tits and pussy hair, he fucked me more. He shared me with his friends. I hated every moment. When I got sassy, he started to tie me up to my bed. He pulled me out of school, and I was tied up all day while he was at work. I would pee the bed. I had rope burns. I would have panic attacks. I had no food or water. No TV. Just tied up alone for half the day because my father was afraid I would leave him just like my mother did. Eventually, I did escape. I was a teen then and had endured almost 10 years of abuse at the hands of my own father. Almost 25years later, I find myself still into bondage. I grew into a bondage whore. Now I am still tied up and left by some men, but now I get wet. What gave me fear and anxiety as a young girl makes my pussy wet now. My caller made me admit that I am attracted to older men because I miss my father. Freud would have lots to say about me, I am sure. Although, my masters now are far nicer than my daddy ever was, I am still treated like nothing more than a sex slave.

Punished

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I was a really bad girl. I was told to stay put and not to go anywhere, but I am hard headed and I don’t listen a lot of the time. So, when he punished me, I knew I really deserved it this time. But I don’t regret it. I had a lot of fun. I even let someone else fuck me. When master found that out, he was really pissed off. I don’t think I have seen him that made before. He told me to never let someone else touch me unless it was with his permission. He had just been gone so long, that I felt so lonely. He strapped me into the swing and kept spanking my bare ass. It hurt so bad but I had to count each one and thank him for them. I was being spanked for not listening. My ass was hurting so bad, it was stinging. I don’t know what he was using to hit me with. I think I may have passed out from the pain but was woken up but his slamming his cock in and out of my tight bald pussy. He was fucking me so hard and rough. Not a single gentle bone in his body tonight. He fucked me all night long, until he wasn’t able to cum anymore. He pulled his cum covered cock out my pussy and walked away. Left me hanging there with his cum dripping out of my pussy.

Spanking Phone Sex Slut Celeste

Spanking phone sex is my favorite kind of play. It’s what ultimately gets my pussy wet. I need a Master with big hands that are strong and powerful to administer spankings. I love paddles and belts too. But it’s the exquisite feeling of an open hand of flesh and sometimes a soft leather glove, slapping my bare bottom. I will always get a dripping wet pussy from these spankings. It’s the biggest turn on for this subby. I love being a filthy little sub slut and love all kinds of sexual tortures. It’s how I was raised and I will take humiliation like a load of cum on my whore face, with pure pleasure. I can’t help but need to feel the sting of an open handed spanking that this Submissive Slut deserves.

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The Making of a Whore

Submissive whoreI remember walking down the dark road that night I ran away from home. It was a cold night and all I had on was my bra and panties as I walked down the dark road.my mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me.

My mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me and tearing my clothes off. They were both doped up and she was laughing, telling me I shouldn’t be so stingy with my body, that I should lay back and let him rape me, that I might like it! I ran out  as fast as I could.

That is when he picked me up, the man that would become my master.

He took me to his house, fed me and let me shower, But when I got out of the shower there were no clothes to put on, just chains!

He grabbed my young pussy with his dirty hands and shoved me to the ground. He was so powerful, I couldn’t fight back! within seconds, there were chains on my wrists and ankles and he was dragging my to the cellar!

He locked the chains to some eyebolts that were cemented into the concrete floor and I was sure this was the end! I watched as he undid his belt and dropped his pants. The second I opened my mouth to plead for my life, he rammed his sweaty cock down my throat!

I choked and gagged as he pulled my hair and raped my mouth!

Tears ran down my face as he punished the back of my throat, fucking it so hard! My hair was being yanked out in clumps as he continued to force his meat further and further down my esophagus, stopping only after he unleashed chunky dick spit that resembled sour milk!

I vomited all over the floor as he punched me, telling me to lick it up because that’s the only food I am getting until I learn to obey!

That was six months ago. Now I am lost without him. I am his dirty little whore and I live to please him. No other man could ever satisfy me the way he can!