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Bondage and Submission Makes Cunts Tingle

Bondage and submission  Bondage and submission is something I fell in love with when I was with my ex-boyfriend. He was the one who introduced me to it, and from the very first time he tied me up, I knew that’s what I wanted – to be his submissive slut forever.

He had this dominant side that just took control of everything around him, including me. The way he would look at me with those piercing eyes made my heart race and my pussy wet. He knew exactly how to push my buttons and make me crave for more of his dominance.

Once Upon a Time

The first time he restrained me, it felt like an electric current running through my body. Every fiber of my being screamed for release as he bound me tighter and tighter with leather straps and ropes. But at the same time, there was a part of me that loved being helpless under his control. It turned me on beyond belief knowing that all decisions were taken away from me; all I could do was submit myself completely to him – both physically and emotionally.

As he started beating on different parts of my body – especially where it hurt most – a strange sense of pleasure overtook any pain or discomfort I might have felt initially . His rough hands against soft skin sent shivers down spine while moans escaped lips uncontrollably . Each slap echoed through room , reverberating off walls like thunderous applause . And every time hot tears streamed down cheeks , they only served remind us how deeply entwined our souls truly were .

Being submissive for him wasn’t just about sexually; it was about giving myself completely over to him – mind, body and soul. It made me feel wanted, desired and needed in a way that no other relationship ever had before. He owned every part of me – my heart ,my mind ,and especially my holes .

Submissive slave on all fours begging to get splayed

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I’m hooked on cock, I never stop thinking about it. I’m the typical daddy issues whore who needs to be brutally abused. It all started when daddy would sell me off for cash. Extra food on the table meant I had to get rammed, pounded and groped to make everyone happy. After some years of being that barely legal bitch getting used up by her own daddy I began to love it. Could you be my daddy and sell me off? What’s a good price boo? Would you wanna watch?

My daddy was a busy fuck. He put money and work before me and my sister. Forced to fend for myself as a little tiny tot youngers that meant throating meat or sitting on daddy’s friends laps playing after school bouncy games. Baby, I’m always looking for validation, in the wrong ways. Big daddy and friends opened me up wide, spreading my wings after years of stretching my gaping creampie cunt, I was ready to find some bad boys.

Bondage and submission is what keeps me alive

The moment I met you I knew you had a really bad side. Not much conversation with you, just you staring at my tits and ass. I love men like you, dangerous and mysterious, you never know what’s to come. You followed me from work to home and I’m all for it. As soon as you kicked in my door I was already down on my couch with my legs spread wide, pulling on my panties through my ass and soiled dripping snatch.

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Not a word peeped out of your mouth. You threw me over, smashing my coffee table and put me on my back.  I asked “what’s your name baby?” and you told me to “shut the fuck up”. I could hear your pants unzip as you had your foot on my back.

You cuffed me, spread my legs nice and wide, lifted my hips and shoved your massive meat pack up my wazoo. This pain and pleasure sure go good together darling. After you ripped my asshole walls by rapidly mounting me you pulled that large girth and shoved in in my mouth, forcing me to drink my fecal cum down my throat. Gasping for air I can tell how angry you are while you spank my ass raw, pulling my head and hair back as you finish me off. My hot tootsie doesn’t squirt unless I’m not treated like a pathetic worthless fuck bitch.

 

Extreme bondage slave splayed open for cock punishment

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage slave trembles as the Master’s piercing gaze rakes over my spread-eagled form. The cruel leather cuffs and the rope that spreads me apart are biting into my tender flesh.

My legs are wide open in a lewd display.
My breath catches in my throat as he strides closer, his massive cock already swelling with a hunger that brooks no refusal.

I’ve been a real bad girl and stupid girl, and he intends to make me pay in the most degrading ways possible.

How I got here flashes through my mind like a caravan of shame. The moment my lips wrapped around a friend’s husband’s throbbing shaft without permission, I was doomed.

I tried to tell this guy I needed to ask my Master, but he wouldn’t take no for an answer. My friend’s husband knows what a submissive slut I am and didn’t care what I said.

Of course, while this guy is fucking my throat, who enters the room? Of course, my Master.  Now, I pay the price for my wantonness, helpless as he steps between my open thighs, his heavy balls slapping against my exposed pussy with a sickening smirk.

“Filthy dumb slut,” he growls, his hot breath fanning my face. ” Did you think you would get away with that?” Slaps my pussy as hard as he can. “You know the rules – no touching without my consent. But here you are, drooling over another man’s cock like the dirty cock-whore you are.” Another slap, but this time he uses his belt. My clit stung, and I could feel the heat rising from the pain.

His words cut deep, but those slaps to my pussy cut even deeper. He knows how much I hate getting spanked by the belt. It was something I had to endure when I was younger, and he loves to use it against me.
He is so brutal about it, too. I guess I deserve it, though. After he beats my pussy with the belt, his dick is going to beat it even more.

He is going to fuck my cunt so hard I won’t be able to walk or do anything because it is so swollen.

Master’s thrusts his cock into me, probing my defenses, and ripping me apart with his powerful cock. I whimper softly, my body arching up in a futile attempt to escape the impending invasion, but it’s a fruitless effort.

I scream, and the pain ignites a wildfire in my veins, my inner walls clamping down around him like a vice as he sets a merciless pace, pounding into me with a ferocity that threatens to shatter my very bones. “Take it, you stupid Bondage whore, you’re lucky I don’t fuck you to death!” I took it, and I was very grateful to Master that I could serve his cock another day!

 

 

 

Jacqueline Loves Bondage and Submission For Christmas

bondage and submissionBondage and Submission – whatever you want, I’ll do for you! That is my Christmas gift to my master, use me to get your cock hard and drain your cum filled balls in my o

He took the lights right from the perfectly spun ropes of sparkling magical greatness that I put hours into having Christmas be so perfect for him and everyone else. And like nothing, he rips them off the tree not even flinching as the ornaments fell off and the glass ones splattered all over the hard wood floors.

I mean, his present this year was to be able use me and do anything and everything he wants to me for the next month. He sure has taken his present and ran with it.  Took me (himself) on a $2000 shopping spree to buy me new latex outfits that are 3 sizes too small.  New ropes, chains, a bed swing, a stripper pole, clamps for my nipples, clit and a bunch of others that I can attest now from experience, are quite the intense level of pain. Stockings and panty hose is a given at any sex shop we go to. We get one use out of each one because they end up tying my hands, feet, or get used for a gag.  Needless to say, they are a one a done type of deal.

So here I am now his Christmas light project.  He wraps more tightly around me and out of nowhere he pulls the strings tightly. They are stll plugged in and I can hear the Christmas music loudly buzzing as his cock is taking over my pussy pushing deepers and deeper and faster and faster.

I let out a big sigh and my cunt relaxes and squirts all over his face to shower him with thanks for taking such good care of my slut holes.  There is no better present he can give me than making me feel like a worn out used slut this holiday season.

 

Bondage Whore Tied and Used at His Will

Bondage WhoreA Bondage whore has purpose. That purpose is to fulfill every single solitary desire of her Dom. Stripped completely naked and teased. My Nipples were hard as rocks and My cunt was oozy wet. After taking my clothes off and kissing me so sweetly. He playfully slipped bondage rope around my wrists and ankles. Tying me spread eagle. I was hot and bothered and ready to be fucked. Instead…

 I was Tied and left for hours while My Dommy Daddy played his play station just feet away.

He kept Barking trigger words while Talking to the boys. My Pussy throbbed, and then I got Whiny. That’s when he paused the game, and told the boys to hold on a second He had to tend to something. He walked up to me, and place the hot pink ball gag in my mouth. As he was strapping the belt to it, He leaned into my ear and he said ” If you can’t learn to be quiet, I’ll shove your dirty panties in there as well” While Lightly slapping my face.

Then His fingers tweaked my nipples, pinching and pulling slightly. He let his fingers slide down over my tummy. My twat ached for him. Daddy finger walked right to my sticky little pussy. Roughly he used his hand to rub me, shoving his thick finger in between my click pussy lips and stroking my clit vigorously. Bringing his hand up to his mouth, he licked my pussy from them, and then spit in his hand, and plunged his fingers deep inside me.

” Are you going to be a good girl?”

Finger fucking me hard and fast and almost bringing me to climax. Then, he backed off. Leaving me with that desperation of needing to be fucked, wanting , yearning. I needed him to fuck me, and he knew I wanted his cock inside me. My pussy was wet and swollen with wanting as he walked back to his gaming chair.

“Be a good girl Angel, and you might get what you want”

 

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Bukkake Phone Sex Left Me Filled and Covered in Cock Cream

Bukkake Phone SexThis weekend was the first time I Ever had Bukkake Phone Sex. I was the pussy pivot party favor gambled away by My Dom. He lost me for a weekend in a poker game, where the stakes were high. The winner was an old college friend of his, that had had his sights set on me for a while. My Dom required that I dress like a trashy whore before dropping me off. Even though it was freezing, I wrapped my ivory skin in a crimson red neglegie and matching thong. Red bottom heels and black thigh highs.

Bet your sweet face

Arriving at Thayle’s residence, I noticed there were so many high end cars parked on his drive. A party? Really? dressed like this.. I rang the door. Thayle answered, took my coat and took me into the billiards room. Upon entering I counted the heads of 8 men, all wearing tailored suits. This entire party smelled like money, top shelf liquor and expensive cigars. Thayle told me to kneel in the center of the octagon carpet, so I did as instructed.

Kneeling down, the men began to peel off their suits, I just watched wondering what kind of session awaited me. Were they going to fuck me? Use all my holes to teach my Dom a lesson in gambling. Before i knew it I was surrounded with all 8 men, including Thayle. He laid on the octagon carpet next to me, and then pulled me over on top of him. Sliding the string of my thong to the side of my cunt, his hard cock slid deep into me.

“You are going to make all of us cum Angel”

While Thayle fucked up into me, I watched the other 7 men rip away at their cocks. their Dick beaters pushing fleshy knobs, fucking their hands, while they made comments about my body, what a fuck slut I was, and told me to ride Thayle harder. I began thrusting my hips, and working Thayles cock in overdrive inside me. I figured if i could get him to cum, the others would follow suit.

Then, one man and then another came close to my face, and began hammering his cock with his hand. I’ve never seen someone yank their cock so hastily. He pulled and pumped his pole, and blasted his sticky cum load all over my face. This caused Thayle to fuck up into me even harder, and flood my cunt with warm rush of man cream. The other surrounded me pulling and fapping their cocks, until they had all blew their tops, and splashed me with 7 different flavors of guy goo. My Face was covered and ices with all their cock milk.

Forced fed your dirty scum cum down my throat

Submissive phone sex

I always have a tendency to meet the wrong man, attracted to bad boys. This gets me in trouble every time and I love it. I seek the torture and pain, I can be your submissive whore. Do what you will won’t you? My deadbeat parents never showed me the way so I looked to the streets, clubs and bars at a young age to lead the way to my filthy path. I’m hooked like a fish in the sea, you capture me to kill and eat meanwhile giving me that slow long torturous death, barely able to breathe.

So what’s your nasty desire? I love hearing on the phone all the ways you guys want to take me down and dominate me. I’ve heard so many stories I often share with you all, since you ask so much.

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Make me your submissive slave…

As the black sheep of my so called family I want you to be my evil sick life coach. Force me to gag on your cock while you  pull my hair. Call me “a loser slut” and tell me how much I deserve it. Fill my cheeks with your nasty chunky spunk and choke me at the same time, you love the fear in my eyes.

And don’t stop there…I want you to bend me over and dominate the fuck outa me. Slap and spank my ass and watch me scream and cream. I’m so god damn turned on by your anger and rage. My body feels and wants your pain. I feel so validated the moment your massive dangly sloppy wet spit filled dick thrusts up my beaming bunghole. Even better when your fingers swirling my cutie cream puff cuntie.

Throttle like a plane and use my anus as a landing strip. My snatch is gonna squirt like a fireman’s hose as soon as you hit the airport. Your pecker releasing all the passengers in your balls completely topping off my tight little holes.

So call me up and do as you do to please me baby!

 

Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Excitingly Shameless

Bondage Phone Sex is what I showed up to the club for. Obviously, I’d dressed deliberately in a tight, black latex dress that barely covered my ass, with a collar around my neck that screamed “submissive.” My hair was pulled back severely, emphasizing my vulnerability.

“I’m Eliana and I’m here for the party.” I say to the Bouncer, and showing my Invite.

First he checked his list and nodded, pulling the curtain aside to reveal a world of darkness and pleasure. Then as the scent   thick with leather, sweat, and sex. Dungeon monitors in black uniforms moved silently between stations, their eyes scanning the room for any sign of distress. I took a deep breath, my heart pounding with anticipation.

That’s when I saw him.

My Bondage Phone Sex Master Was Commanding Attention

He stood in the center of the room, a commanding figure in a black silk shirt and tailored slacks. His dark hair was slicked back, and his eyes—cold, piercing gray—seemed to see right through me. He was surrounded by three subs, all on their knees, all awaiting his command. I recognized him immediately from the online forums—Master Damien, known for his particular brand of sadism that left his subs begging for more.

As if feeling my gaze, his head turned, and those gray eyes locked onto mine. I froze, my body responding to his stare with a rush of heat that pooled between my thighs. He gave me a slow, deliberate once-over, his eyes lingering on my collar, my exposed legs, my trembling lips. Then, with a slight nod, he beckoned me forward.

Obviously My legs felt like jelly as I made my way across the room. Now conscious of every eye on me. When I reached him, I dropped to my knees immediately, my head bowed in submission.

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“Name?” he asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my chest.

“Eliana, Master,” I replied, my voice steady despite the butterflies in my stomach.

“Good girl,” he said, his fingers lifting my chin so I was forced to look at him. “I’ve heard about you. The former mistress who craves submission. Tell me, Eliana, why do you think you’re worthy of my attention?”

Now swallowing hard, my mind racing. “I don’t know if I am, Master. But I’m willing to learn. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to please you.”

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Then a small smile played on his lips. “That’s the right answer.” He stood up, towering over me. “Stand up.”

As I rose to my feet, my body trembling with excitement and fear. He then circled me slowly, his fingers trailing lightly over my skin, making me shiver. “You have potential,” he murmured. “But potential needs to be tested.”

He led me to a St. Andrew’s cross in the corner of the room, its dark wood gleaming under the low lights. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument…

Submissive Whore Donatella Completely Under Total Control

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I sink to my knees, trembling as he steps closer, his presence pressing into me. Bought and paid for for half a million dollars, every part of me aches to obey. I can’t think, I just follow.

“Look at me,” he says, voice low and rough. “You’re mine. My submissive whore. You belong to me.” His fingers brush my jaw, down my neck, resting briefly on my chest. Heat burns low, making me shiver.

“Spread your legs,” he orders, and I do without question. “Good girl. I want to see how wet you get for me.” He leans closer, whispering filthy instructions for me to follow, each one making my stomach twist and my chest tighten.

“Touch yourself for me,” he says, watching every move. “Do it exactly like I told you.” My body trembles under his gaze, every command driving me further, every whisper pulling me deeper.

When he reaches out to guide me, to tease me, to make me do exactly what he wants, I obey instantly. “Yes… just like that, My Nigger Slut,” he murmurs, and I melt, breathless, shaking, entirely his.



 

Gangbang Phone Sex Slut Gracie Loves Fucking Strangers!

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I crave the way being a gangbang phone sex whore hole turns me into something shameless, pussy dripping, and ready to be taken by anyone who even looks at me for too long. 

Nights like this always bring it out of me. When too many hot guys are around me, it just makes my pussy throb. My pussy sends a signal to my brain that we need at least 5 cocks to be fully satisfied. 

Going into the club, I ran into a group of friends who all just couldn’t get enough of my tight little pussy. They bought me drinks and invited me back to their Airbnb, where I became the little cock hungry slut I hide when I’m sober. 

I always start by masturbating in front of all the boys, so they know what my pussy can take. That’s when I just lie back, when my legs spread really wide and just let them have at me.

Letting them take whatever hole they want, letting them nut and cum wherever they want.