I knew I had to put my cunt to use right away. As tight and as wet as my cunt gets I just could not let it go to waste. Especially, since I was about to get fired by my boss. I begged him not to fire me and he agreed not to and only under one condition. I had to be his own personal fuck slave. He tied me up right there in his office and made me choke on his swollen hard black cock. He practically shoved it down my throat rather I could breathe or not. From that day forward I became his and had to do what he said when he said. If he were to pee in my mouth I had to swallow it. I actually love submitting to my boss. It is something about giving my life to another that makes my pussy so wet. I even enjoy getting raped. Although my mind is saying no. My fat ass cunt is screaming yes. Every day before work my boss has to tied me up and face fuck me. I am to swallow his cum for breakfast. I know you have more breakfast for me. I need some of your hot sticky cream inside of my coffee. Please give it to me master. Continue reading
Category: Bondage S&M
Your own personal fuck slave
Midnight Kidnapping
It’s the middle of the night and I wake to you grabbing me out of bed, stripping my nighty off of me and throwing me over your shoulder, where you then toss me into the trunk of your car and bind me up with duct tape.
‘Where are you taking me’ I struggle to mumble as you tape my mouth shut. ‘Shut up, slut’ you reply. ‘You’ll know when we get there’.
Sure enough I do know when we get there because this isn’t the first time you’ve taken me to this underground sex chambers. It’s a very exclusive, secret place for those of this lifestyle to express themselves freely.
I’m both excited and afraid because I remember the last time quite well. I was sore for a week after that. You even told me that the next time wasn’t going to be as easy.
When we pull up I’m greeted by two very tall, well built men who aggressively grab me from your trunk to bring me into our own personal chamber where my shackles away me. The room is filled with all sorts of sexual torture devices and I can see that sinister look in your eyes. You are ready to punish me.
My Son’s Bondage Whore
I was a bondage whore all weekend for my son and his friends. He had a party and invited 10 of his closest friends. I thought I was the hostess, there to serve drinks and food. Turns out, I was the star of the party. He invited his friends over to gang bang mommy. The moment they arrived, I was bound and gagged. My son is vicious. I found out his friends are just as vicious as him. I was being fucked by 11 young men. They were pulling at my limbs like vultures. Cocks were shoved in my pussy and ass. They skull fucked me too until I was drowning in cum. I started choking on cum. I couldn’t remember a time I swallowed that much jizz at once. Cum was oozing out my nose. I swear my tears even had cum in them. When I puked up the jizz, my son slapped me so hard blood trickled out of the corner of my mouth. He took cum and cock worshiping to a violent level for me. He pushed my face into the floor and forced me to lick up the cum puke. I was never so humiliated before. My son and his friends just laughed at me. They kept fucking me despite that fact that my face was covered in puke and cum.
xxx bondage doll
Xxx bondage was fun. This past summer, I have learned how to be the complete submissive slut. I learned how to take control and become the perfect cum dump and take all the commands from the master. Master loves when I am on my knees and his beck and call. I want nothing more than to be his pain slut. I want to be used and strapped and fucked like the trashy whore I am. I a complete slut who has always thought I wasn’t. I ended up going to college and working corporate and thinking I was better when all and all I have always been a loser. I was born a woman, so now I should face that fact that I am nothing but a man’s slave slut.
Bondage Whore Bernice
I am a bondage whore. I enjoy being tied up. My old master loved bondage games. My current master, however, is more hardcore. Bondage is not what he enjoys most unless it leads to hardcore fucking which it did last night. He tied me up on my bed. I thought he would just leave me vulnerable and no way to get lose. He did tie me up and leave me, but he came back with reinforcements. He came back an hour later with about 10 men. Men I had never seen before. At first, they just circled around me like vultures waiting for me to die. I was scared and that is what my master wanted. He gets off on my fear. His friends liked smelling my fear too. I had no idea what they were going to do to me. I had no idea who they were either. I know most of master’s friends and colleagues, but these guys looked like men he picked up off the street. They were a rag tag bunch that master paid to fuck me. I was tied up, vulnerable and free game to their sexual depravities. The men pissed on me. They gang banged all my fuck holes. Fisted me. Fucked me some more. Laughed at the dirty bitch tied up. I asked Master why I was being punished. He just looked at me and said, “You aren’t being punished whore. I am being rewarded.” I was being used as submissive whore for his amusement and pleasure.
Bondage whore for sale
Bondage whore for sale is what my ad read. Master has been pimping us out to a bunch of notorious men. My master loves working with evil guys. Some of his clients happen to make the FBI most wanted list. So you know we are treated like scum. My body is subjected to so much pain. I could careless what anyone says. My life was made to be destroyed by men. I like to be slapped and hurt. my face needs to be beaten and my body tortured. choke me harder and fuck the living daylights out of me because hats how it should always be when you have a woman infront of you. women are trash and I know that now.
Submissive sex magnet
I always attract dominant masters in my life. I had initially thought I was having a usual threesome. In actuality, it became a submissive sex fiasco with a domme and her husband. They wanted to tie me up and use me all weekend. Once I was in their space, I was weak, and I was going to be used like the whore I am. I knew they could tell I was naturally submissive and I wasn’t going to fight back. I was taking all their demands and commands as a slave pet should. My holes were their playground, and they weren’t going to let me go without using me to the brink of insanity. They wanted me to have full trauma once they were done with me. I was their whore til they said no more. All bloody and bruised up was how I ended up. I had never been so roughed up as I was with both of them. They were waiting for this for a long time.
Master’s Bondage Whore
You asked me to come over last night and dress to impress but leave the panties at home. I showed up in black thigh-high stockings, black strappy high heels and a little black dress that was tight enough to see everything you’d wish to see. I was so nervous and excited to see you Master! What I didn’t expect was for your two friends to be there too! That made me even more excited and I could feel my pussy getting wet at the thought of what you had in store for me. You had me come stand in front of you and you put a cherry red ballgag in my mouth and told me to be a good little toy for you and your friends. You then handcuffed my hands and had me stand in the corner of the room. I was shocked when you pulled my hands above my head and cuffed me to the ceiling. One of your friends came over and pulled my dress down, exposing my fat tits which he then put painfully tight clamps on. I started crying through the gag when you slapped me and reminded me that toys don’t cry. I remembered that the whole time while you and your friends took turns ravaging my cunt but I couldn’t help screaming onto the gag when you shoved your cock into my tight little asshole and fucked it hard and fast. I was simply hanging like a piece of meat, cum dripping from both holes until you decided you were done playing with me and sent me home to clean myself up. I was hurting so much and I’m certain I’ll be sore for days. But you know what Master? I can’t wait until next time…














