Category: Bondage S&M

Yes Sir Hardcore bondage is my punishment

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Hardcore bondage is my punishment! I need to learn that I must obey the rules. Always treat my master as he is superior. I am a slut and a slave pet. I must never try to challenge a man. Women are inferior and will always be compared to a powerful man. I deep down inside don’t even think its right for women to vote. Women are supposed to be objectified and used. When I forgot to say yes sir my master lost it on me. My ass was sore from the hardcore devices he was using on me. My face was filled with piss and I had to clean up every single mess he made. Cum, shit, or piss, Whatever it was I had to ingest it and make it disappear. Like my people he said, You are a beaner and a wet bag go ahead an clean up like the maid you are bound to be. Without hesitation I did as he asked. I will never forget my place and will always address master and be courteous and obey.

Leah’s Bondage S&M Relationship

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I am in a bondage S&M relationship with Sir. So I am fully aware of the rules and expectations, but sometimes my pussy takes over. Sir came home early last night. I wasn’t expecting him home for at least another five hours. So he caught me totally by surprise. I was suppose to be cleaning the house, but instead I was watching porn and playing with myself. I know that Sir does not allow me to touch my cunt with out his permission, but I just get so hot and tingly down there that I can’t help it.

So there I was in the bedroom with a dildo in my pussy when Sir walked in. Saying Sir was not happy is an understatement. He yanked me up and had me turned over his knee so fast that I didn’t even know what had happened. After he finished spanking my ass a hot red. He made me lay back down on the bed with my legs apart. Sir had told me the last time that he caught me finger fucking myself without his permission that if it ever happened again it wouldn’t just be my ass getting spanked. Sir had promised me that he would take the riding crop to my naughty bald pussy.

I started begging Sir for one more chance but he was not having it. Sir gave me 10 hard strokes on my wet bald pussy. I couldn’t help but to scream and cry the whole time. It was the most painful punishment that I have received so far. With tears still streaming down my face and my pussy throbbing in pain, Sir made me get down on my knees and suck his hard throbbing cock. He grabbed the back of my hair and forced his cock all the way down my throat. He roughly face fucked me until his cock exploded in my warm wet mouth. Sir made me lick his big thick cock clean. Before he shoved a ball gag in my mouth, a ginger fig up my ass, and hog tied me. He left this bondage whore on the floor to think about my transgressions.

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Making a Submissive Whore Fuck Herself

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Master said I lack proper training. A submissive whore should be willing to do anything to please their master! Master decided that he will have to break me down and rebuild me into his perfect slave whore! He brought me down to the dingy basement and threw me onto a dirty mattress.

         I complied with master and he tied me like a piggy whore. He told me that piggy whores have to learn how to be good submissive sluts. He then brought out an old broom stick with a dildo attachment and shoved it into my throbbing cunt. He pumped it into a few times while I moaned and then stopped.

         “I want my good submissive whore to learn how to fuck herself!” he said as he tied the broomstick tightly to my elevated feet. “You will not leave this room until you learn how to fuck yourself, slave.” I nodded meekly and began moving my legs up and down, shoving the device in and out of myself. Master wasn’t pleased until I fucked myself harder and faster.

 

“Now, I won’t let you stop until that mattress is soaking wet.”

Sister wives

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There is something about a man that knows what he likes and what he needs. I have been a complete slave pet with my sister wives. We are exposed to nonstop sadistic submissive sex. We are trained to walk behind our master and spread our cunts whenever he needs a piece of us. My sister wives are hot sluts ready to jump at his demands. We are competitive deep down inside. We know there is only one special place and that is our masters accomplice slave pet. I have been his slave pet for a little bit now and don’t plant on being demoted. There is nothing I won’t do to make sure I stay the star of the pack.I keep my holes ready and I am always willing. I have become the perfect fisting slut. I don’t mind abusing my holes for him. I will hurt other sluts for his attention always. My sister wives are well trained. I help run the pack and make them realize they are lucky to serve.

Public Humiliation

Submissive phone sexAs you all know I am looking for a Master, and I have been for quite some time now.  I have met many Men who think They can just do the BDSM thing, and it turns out that They can’t.  BDSM isn’t about just hurting someone, believe it or not what You can do and cannot do is completely up to the submissive.  If Your sub has a hard limit then do not cross it, there is a good reason for them to have it, so respect it.  I say all that because I recently had an experience which I was sorely disappointed in.

I know a few P/people in the scene who have guided me, taken me under their wing, so when T/they suggest S/someone that I should make contact with I do so, without question.  I texted the number that was given to me and received a reply.  W/we were going to meet up at a very nice Hotel in the downtown area.  He instructed me to wear a body stocking, heels, and a coat over top.  I went to the room and He was not there yet.  However, there was a lovely display of food and a handwritten note telling me He would be late, to relax and enjoy the food and drink.

I had been there only a few minutes when the door opened up.  He marched in, grabbed me by the back of the neck and pushed me to the floor.  Before I could even move he slapped a pair of handcuffs on me.  Then ordered me into the bedroom.  This was unheard of, He wasn’t familiar with me, nor was I familiar with Him.  Usually there is a conversation before any type of play, detailing what is expected.  He however, went right into it.  I knew then that He was not at all experienced, and did not know how to be a Dom, and this situation could turn dangerous very quickly.

I started to speak, with great respect, but He hauled off and smacked me across the face.  Now I was just pissed off.  I wasn’t going to give myself over to Someone who was this violent right from the get go.  I asked him to take the cuffs off, He once again slapped me hard across the face, my lip started to bleed.  I decided that if I didn’t want to risk being severely hurt I should just comply.  He shoved me onto the bed, grabbed my hair and yanked my head back.

He told me to keep my head up, I did.  He put a collar on me along with a lead, then He used the lead to pull me off the bed.  It took me a moment to gain my balance.  He yelled at me to walk.  I started to walk around the room, but He pulled me so hard with the lead that I still have a mark on my neck from it.  He said, “No! We are going to go and walk the halls bitch!”  You see this a hard limit for me, I work at a very prestigious company and I did not want to run into S/someone I might know.

He pushed me out the door.  I was almost in tears at this point.  It was a mixture of being pissed off, embarrassed and completely humiliated.  He walked me up and down that hallway for at least twenty minutes.  He was berating me the whole time, I couldn’t help but think that there might be little ones in someone of those rooms and I certainly did not want to get arrested just because this ass clown didn’t know what He was doing.

We went down to the next floor, again, W/we marched up and down the hallway for the same amount of time.  W/we finally returned to the room, He took the collar off, pushed me down on the bed to position me on my back with my head hanging off the side of the bed.  Due to the fact that I was wearing a now torn body stocking I was slipping off, all  I could think of was hitting my head on the floor and breaking my neck.  Nothing about this play was safe, nothing.  He came on my face then took the cuffs off.

He smiled at me and asked me how I liked spending time with Him.  Since W/we were no longer in play mode I told that idiot off!  Men like Him cause severe damage and injury.  They are dangerous.  Tomorrow I am going to have to have a talk with the one who had me get in touch with Him in the first place.  Luckily, Those I speak to here know how to be a Dom, and for that I am grateful!

Own me

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I’d do anything to be a good submissive whore. I put on FetLife that I needed a new merciless dom. I want someone who will take no mercy and punish my holes like the deserving piggy whore that I am. I love being tied up like a hog and having my ass whipped and abuse! Make me feel worthless and insignificant! I only live to serve you and worship your cock! I aim to be the perfect sub for you! I am a pain whore and I love getting whipped and smacked around like the dirty fucking slut I am.

I will beg to have a chance to suck your cock whenever possible, all day, every day. I will be waiting on my knees from the moment you come home! I want you to force fuck me, do whatever you want to me! Punish my worthless cunt and make me choke on your cock until I turn blue. That is the only purpose I serve for you, Master. Own me and I will do anything for you. I’m an eager subby bitch and I aim to please! If and when you decide to be my master, I will do anything you ask of me, scarring will only serve as a reminder that you own my body.

 

Bondage Phone Sex Whore and Tutor

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Bondage phone sex whore is my screen name on a few fetish sites. I pick up men all the time on FetLife. When I agreed to meet Omar, I thought he was going to be an older man. He described himself as a hot older man; dominant and into women with big breasts. When I met him at this no tell motel off the highway, I was shocked to see a teen boy. My son was older than him. He used his daddy’s info. I guess daddy has a dark kinky fetish life that has rubbed off on junior. He didn’t look old enough to drive. I was right. The little shit took an Uber to the hotel. I thought to myself, what could be the harm. He wasn’t going to tell anyone, and I wasn’t either. It would build his skills. Get his dick wet being a dominant guy. Every master must start somewhere, right? I checked out the bag he brought. Apparently, it must belong to daddy. It was quite the fetish bag of tricks. Junior had no clue how to use any of the equipment, so I showed him. In that bag were handcuffs, restraints, a spreader bar, a ball gag, a ponytail dildo, bondage rope and various items to spank and whip a girl with. I was his submissive whore tutor. He enjoyed using daddy’s BDSM equipment on him. He had a nice fat cock too, especially for his age. He couldn’t stand it any longer after I crawled around on the floor with a ponytail out my ass and a ball gag in my mouth. He pulled the dildo out of my ass and replaced it with his young virgin dick. He didn’t last long in my ass, but he did pound me hard while pulling my hair and calling me names for about 4 minutes.  Wasn’t exactly the bondage experience I was expecting, but helping a young boy learn about BDSM games was hotter than I thought it would be.

Submissive Whore Torture

submissive whoreSometimes I swear this submissive whore has a death wish. I keep getting myself into dangerous situations. I went to a guy’s house who I met in an online BDSM chat room this week. I know I am not supposed to trust strangers. I know you can never know some one you meet on the Internet, but I was craving abuse. I need constant attention from men. Even negative attention is attention. I showed up at the address he gave me. Everything seemed fine initially, but then I drank a glass of wine and woke up naked tied to this old fashioned rack in his basement. We were not alone. He had a group of men there, apparently who paid to do what they wanted to the stupid whore who showed up at a stranger’s house. I feared I might not survive the encounter. I did, but I didn’t return home unscathed.  Every male there got to do something to me. Some explored their rape phone sex fantasies, others went the torture and pain route. I was blindfolded, so I could only see shadows and hear men talking about what they wanted to do to me. As I laid there tied to the rack fearing I might be ripped in half, they joked about what they could do to me. They joked about tearing my limbs off and gangbanging my stump. They didn’t kill me, however there were times I wished I was dead. They whipped me with leather belts.  They jacked off on me. They force fucked me. They pulled my limbs until I cried from the pain. They pissed on me. They flicked the ashes of their cigarettes on me too.  I was let go, but I was informed if I called the cops or blasted them on social media, I would end up dead. Somehow, I knew it was true. I just feel lucky to be a live to tell about it.

Bondage Chat: Kinky Shit is on Twitter

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Bondage chat ties me up. Literally, ties me up. I met Marcus in bondage chat room. Actually, I discovered the chat room on Twitter. Even kinky fetish places have a social media presence. We agreed to meet up. I am always leery of meeting strangers. They aren’t always who they say they are, but since I have no official master anymore, I miss being tied up. Bondage makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless. I need that. I need to have control taken away from me. I am a piece of shit and anything that reinforces what I already know makes me wet. Marcus was great at tying knots. He did a stint in the Navy and learned how to make knots no one could get untied. As a bondage whore, I was thrilled to be tied up by someone who knew what the fuck he was doing. The problem was he didn’t want to untie me. I was in his place, which I almost never do. I usually meet someplace neutral or at my place, but I was jonesing to be some one’s slave. I thought he was a normal man who liked to tie up chicks. He loves to tie up women and leave them on his bed for a few days. I pissed his bed, even shit on his sheets. Two days tied up with no water and no food, no bathroom. I did get a few cum feedings, but that was it. He finally released me and was like we should do it again soon sometime. Hell no. I love being tied up, but I don’t like the humiliation of soiling myself. I miss my master. I had no idea it would be so hard to find a new owner.

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Twisted neighbor

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I moved in to a new apartment complex and instantly I realized my new neighbor was an oddball. The way he would stare at me gave me chills in the worst way. I also noticed he would happen to always be outside waiting for me. My neighbor knew my schedule like clock work. It was bizarre to me but became the norm to have him around trying to help out with my bags and try to invite himself into my apartment.

I had also seen my panties and nylons would go missing and he would be outside just staring at my place. I had a funny feeling I was dealing with a lunatic. I sent in an email to the landlord and was ready to move out by the end of the first month. All the things that were unfolding were happening rapidly. Had I known that the landlord had given my neighbor access to emails, keys of all the units I would of never been in this torture room.

The next day I was greeted by my twisted neighbor. He used chloroform on me and trapped me in his apartment. I was his submissive whore from now on. He was angered that I was trying to leave and wasn’t going to let me go. He erased the messages and decided to inflict so much fear in me that I wouldn’t leave. I was his fisting slut and I was only allowed to go out when he deemed it possible. I must of had a wicked attraction to being a slave because I followed all his commands. I made sure to pleasure him and take all the pain he was giving me.