Category: Bondage S&M

Bondage Whore on Tinder

bondage whoreAs a bondage whore, I get myself tied up often. I am looking to supplement my current master / servant relationship. My Master, owner and boss has given me permission to play with others. I just cannot be fully owned yet as he still has some life in his old body. I have been his for decades, but his age has complicated our relationship. He granted me permission to look for some S and M fun on Tinder. I actually am not very computer savvy. I had to get my daughter’s help in creating a profile. We used a picture of me all tied up as my profile pic. My daughter said no one uses a face shot on Tinder. She was like, “Mom, it’s a hook up site, not a dating site.” She elaborated that no one cared what I looked like because they were just fucking me. In my case, just abusing me. I was surprised how many responses I received to my “Just an Old Whore” post. My daughter helped me respond and set up “dates.” None of the ones I responded to got me worked up like my long-term master, until Charles. He was date #8 on day 3. Tall, dark, handsome and cruel. It was love at first smack. Instead of shaking my hand, he smacked me across the face and ordered me to my knees.  I started worshiping his cock. There was no small talk, no attempt to get to know me or find out what I liked sexually. Clearly what I wanted didn’t matter. As a submissive whore, that is just what I was looking for in a man. He used my mouth, then my pussy and finally my ass.  My ass got used well too. First some hard spankings, then some flogging and finally a hardcore ass fucking that left me gaping open and sore. He left without a word. His cum was leaking out of my ass. I was in love. Perhaps I found my replacement Master?

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex – Sensory

Extreme fetish phone sexThere were clamps pinching my nipples, bruising the flesh, making me cringe with the pain. They were tugged on every so often, and I couldn’t help but groan with the sensations flowing back from those sensitive little nubbins. I was face-down, suspended from the ceiling by various ropes, which were cutting into my skin, leaving what I knew would be rope burns across my chest, arms, belly, legs and ankles. My mouth was gagged, my eyes blindfolded. I felt a hum fill the air, and I knew that someone had started a violet wand, and dread and anticipation filled me. I had no idea where it was going, if it was even going to touch skin. And suddenly, it did: it touched the outside of my pussy lips, sending a jolt through me, before being removed again. I feel fingers spread my pussy lips, and air kiss my cunt. Then, I feel that electric jolt touch down so close to the clit that I scream through my gag. I don’t know how much more of this I can take, but damn me is it exciting!

Bondage and submission my new Master

Bondage and submissionThis girl has a new Master! It’s so exciting, my old Master was old and sick, and I stayed with him until the end. He had willed me to his best friend’s son who has been like a son to him. He’s been a good Master to me. Kind and with a gentle hand ensuring that I have the time to mourn but he has felt that time was over. It was time for me to leave behind my old Master who had passed and fully belong to the Master whom owned me now. So, I found myself at a black-tie event. Wearing a long white silk wrap dress so shimmery and thin you could see my body underneath it. Silver shackles around my ankles and wrists a pink silk collar around my throat. I was the main event, and as I saw my Master across the room and my pussy began to get wet with excitement. Master came to meet me, leaning forward with a gentle smile and a sweet kiss. “You look beautiful tonight.” He led me to a platform in the middle of the ball room and all the Mistresses and masters watched me from the platform. He ran his hand against my ass, giving it a light swat. “I can’t wait to make you scream for everybody. He promises causing a ripple of excitement through me as he looked over an assortment of tools including a flogger, cane, riding crop, Hitachi, nipple clamps… to much to list. All to prove just what a good girl I am for Master.

 

Bondage S&M Whore – BDSM Party

The last party I went to was bloody amazing!! rather than breaking up into voluntary groups and separating, the party was held in someone’s workshop, which had been cleared out for the occasion. There were tables that had been loaned for the party, along with an “X” and hooks all along the ceilings and shackles tied into the walls. The subs were offered straws, and ¾ of us were bound to random “stations”. I was hung from the ceiling, my toes barely touching the floor, it was not entirely uncomfortable, but definitely put a strain on some unused muscles.Bondage S&M

The doms and unlucky subs took turns at each station. The first group clamped my nipples and attached the other end to a battery, allowing me to anticipate the shocks each time. A guy brought over this metal device, and I could only imagine it was some make-shift violet rod. Sure enough, he started shocking the fuck out of my inner thighs, and the tip of my clit. One of the unlucky subs got tired of watching and not participating, so she walked up to me, lifted my legs to wrap them around her neck, and buried her face in my cunt. I was so turned on, and the next nipple jolt tore through me, forcing me to grind my cunt harder into her face, triggering an instant orgasm. She ate harder, licking as much of my juices out as she could before sliding 3 fingers into me. She rammed my cunt hard, forcing it open more and more. I felt like she was trying to rip me in half, but eventually that drove me to another hard orgasm. I came so many times, and so hard each time, that my legs still tremble to think of it!

The Holiday Gangbang

Gangbang phone sex“Felices vacaciones” said the mexican! Then came in the Russian “Счастливых праздников”. We were just waiting on one more foreigner for our world appreciation holiday gang bang… Where was the African man? “Furaha ya likizo” I heard in Swahili and I knew that we were finally full. We had men from all over the world that had paid to come fuck me in this uber kinky gang bang. Well, they came for many other reasons but I was a cherry on the top. Something about being sold by my Master to be fucked by strangers that I couldn’t even talk to. I was dressed up in holiday cheer, presenting myself to these strangers. “Welcome to our home Sirs. Please accept our gift of hospitality.” then, as they stripped I felt my pussy drip. It was so sext to watch these men listen, try to understand my words but garner my meaning by my body and so they started soft, watching them get hard for me. Come to me, touch me. Let me suck their cocks and be their personal fuck toy as they use me. Best Holiday ever. Thank you Master for letting me be your gift. It’s such a wonderful thing to pleasure so many man at the same time and letting me have a taste of the international.
Erotic submissive storiesMay all my favorite sluts and perverts have a great holiday, Christmas, Hanukkah, or any other holiday you may celebrate. This slut wishes every one nothing but happiness and lots of cum!

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Bondage Whore Mishap

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. It seems an antiquated fetish in the modern world of hardcore BDSM. My Master and I have always had a rather old school relationship. I enjoy being tied up and gagged. It makes me feel vulnerable and helpless. I enjoy giving up power and control. Sometimes, however, our bondage games go awry like this last time. Master had me work the day after Thanksgiving. I was not happy, but I am his office bitch, so I cannot say no. He didn’t have any real work for me to do. He just wanted to tie me up and abuse my ample breasts. The problem was that after he tied me up and came on my bound breasts, he left the office for a quick errand. He was just going to get Starbucks. He never came back to untie me. I was bound to that chair in my work clothes with my breasts exposed for days.  I tried hard to get myself lose, but all I did was cut my wrists on the rope and tip the chair over. I was forced to piss and shit myself. I had nothing to eat. I was saved when two days later the cleaning team for the building came by. They only clean our office twice a week since it is small, just the  two of us normally.  When I heard them come in, I screamed for help. I felt a sense of relief that I had been rescued.  The couple who discovered me, saw an opportunity. An opportunity to abuse me. I was a helpless submissive whore to use in their eyes. The male of the duo fucked my mouth, slapped my tits, spit on me, kicked me in the gut and sodomized my ass while his female partner pissed on my face and kicked me in my “whore cunt.” They left me tied up, covered in piss, shit, cum and spit. Master came in yesterday and found me. He had a senior moment and forgot that he had left me tied up. He forgot he left his office whore bound to a chair for three days? I need a new, younger, master.

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How Can I Please You?

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Being a submissive bondage phone sex whore is such fun. I spend my days eager to please you, willing to talk about any subject and hot and horny waiting for you. Just like when I am with my master, your orgasm, your pleasure, is my ultimate goal. I’ll do anything to send you over that edge and make you cum so fucking hard, you won’t soon forget it and you’ll be cumming back for more. At just 2.00 per minute, that’s one hell of a cheap price for spending time with a girl like me. One who is willing, ready and able to phone fuck you and do just as you say. Following your instruction gets me off, so tell me what you want me to do. Mmm, I can’t wait to get off with you on the phone, I’m already here playing with my perfectly wet, tight pussy and on the edge of a strong orgasm. Call me tonight and let’s get off together.

BDSM Chat – The Office Party

It was an office party, and there was a chocolate fountain? I thought I was in heaven!! I was just about to take a plate and pile it with all the fruits and breads and cheeses and a nice helping of that chocolate, when I was grabbed from behind. The plate fell from my hands, back onto the stack from which I had literally just picked it up. I was dropped to my knees on the floor in my mini-dress, and my hands were tied up behind my back from elbows to wrists. Before I knew what was happening, I had ladle after ladle of molten chocolate being poured down every inch of my exposed skin, and my clothes were being cut off of me. The molten chocolate burned, and I knew that I would need some tender loving care at the end of it, but I was not concerned about it at that moment. My master had just walked into the room, and his cock was out and hard, and he walked straight over to me and shoved it into my mouth. He fucked my mouth as still more chocolate was ladled over me, until every inch of me was covered in it, even my expensive hair extensions. BDSM chat

I was fucked by every man and woman in that building, and left to stew in the chocolate and cum sauce that was left over after. It was a luscious treat!

Bondage and Submission – A Lesson

I woke up in my own bed, but I was bound. I know I wasn’t bound when I went to bed, so my mind started trying to figure out who would have done this, how, and why. Nothing came immediately to mind, but the smells wafting up to me were familiar. Then I realized what it was. Someone was making breakfast: proper bangers and mash, by the smell of it. It was only moments later that the door opened, and in walked my favorite guy from my group. I knew he wasn’t who I’d come home with the night before, and I knew that he had no key to my apartment, and I lived alone. So, I had to wonder, and I asked him.Bondage and Submission

He set the tray down and politely walked over and gagged me. I felt a bit betrayed, but so turned on. He sat down and ate right in front of me. When he’d finished, he told me he’d take the gag off so I could eat, but one word, and he would no longer feed me, but replace the gag. I enjoyed every morsel of that meal. He disappeared to put the tray away, and came back empty-handed. He sat down on the edge of my bed and began running his hands up and down my body, successfully making my blood boil and my body yearn for release. Then, he informed me, with a hearty, resounding smack, that he had seen me out at the club the night before with the “thug” that I’d come home with. He said normally he wouldn’t interfere, but that he thought I had better sense than to take random men back to my house. He was going to have to teach me a lesson about who to let into my private abode. He Then drew a riding crop out from under the bed and proceeded to hit each breast, each thigh, and my cunt with it in succession until I was crying and relenting to never bringing another man home with me. He then rewarded me with a soothing rub and kisses across all of the abused areas, and the best pussy eating I have had to-date.

Spanking Phone Sex Mommy

spanking phone sexI’m a punishment whore. I love spanking phone sex and anything that brings some pain to my body. One of the great things about phone sex is that it allows you to explore your darker fetishes. I can go darker on the phone than I can in real life. Perhaps that doesn’t sound like a good submissive bitch, but I don’t want to die. Nor do I want any permanent damage. I am old school submissive. My master and I have been in a long term S and M relationship, but as he says, I have the power because we utilize safe words. I like being pushed beyond any safe zone, however.  My teen son dabbles in masochistic games so I have been hoping he will get more forceful with me over time. He overheard me doing a mommy rape fantasy call the other day and it turned him on. Turned him on so much, he took matters into his own hands. Yanked me out of bed from a dead sleep. Ripped my clothes off, threw me over his knee and started spanking my bare ass. I could feel his cock throbbing underneath me. He clearly got aroused  paddling his mommy’s bare bottom.

He was not the only one. My pussy was dripping wet. It was so wet, my son could feel my juices running down his leg. I told him to spank me harder. The harder he spanked, the wetter I became. The harder he got too. He got so hard, he could no longer take it. He tossed me on the bed ass up so he could pound my pussy. To some it may have been a force fuck, but I am a submissive whore. Men can always have their way with me, especially my son. Do you think about force fucking your mommy?