Ever since I was a little one I had always dreamed and imagined what it would be like to be someones forever sex slave. I’ve been touching myself for as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a wet and horny pussy ready for anything to be shoved inside of it. I started by sending slutty pictures to older guys online to becoming their little online submissive slave. I follow all my rules and take my punishments like a good whore. Need me to wait in position all day while I stay completely naked for you? I’ll keep my butt plug deep in my ass and nipple clamps down tight and when you finally come home my pussy will be dripping and ready for you to yank these clamps off my whore tits and to fill me up with that sweet load I’ve been craving to taste! Need to shut me up because I scream too loud while your force yourself into my ass I have the perfect pretty purple gag to keep in my mouth while you do! It’s your turn to have me as your perfect sex slave!
Category: Bondage submission
Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Wet
Bondage phone sex is my safe place. I know that sounds weird, but I love being tied up and helpless. When I have had a stressful day or week, nothing takes the stress away better than being tied up. I was so happy that my favorite bondage club opened back up this week. It is allowing fewer people inside, but something is better than nothing. It has been closed for over a year. The day I got a text it was reopening, I went. I had to wear a mask, but that was just in the common areas. When a man took me to a room, we could take our masks off. I dressed up for the occasion. I did my hair and nails. I wore make-up too. I wanted to be some one’s bondage whore. I needed to be. My first two weeks back to work have been stressful and painful. Getting tied up would help me escape. Dave selected me. He said I had a perfect body for bondage. I have heard that before too. Big tits and a fat ass make me a bondage master’s wet dream. He had some blue rope to bind me with. He was an expert in rope too. He tied me up in several different positions. Ball tie, hog tie, crab tie, reverse tie, breast tie, prayer tie…. All the bondage positions, he knew. We were in the private room for hours while he was practicing his bondage techniques. We ended our session with some horizontal suspension bondage. The room we were in had all the proper equipment for suspension bondage. While I was naked and hanging from a bar by my feet with my hands bound behind my back, he pissed on me. In this club, we are not supposed to exchange any bodily fluids. It is a legit BDSM club, but he said that I was such a good bondage and submission whore that I deserved a treat. I would have eaten his shit and I hate scat. That is just how excited I was to be tired up by some one who knew what he was doing.
The Anal Annihilators
The zip ties were cutting into my wrists and my tits were so purple from being choked by the ropes, I thought they might fall off!
The clamp that was latched to my clit had an electrical shock that surged and sent my pussy into convulsions and the ball gag muffled my screams just enough to make the neighbors question if it was tantric sex or torture!
Both! It was both!
My master loves tying me up and my screams bring him so much erotic pleasure!
And he always lets me cum when we have our training sessions and no one can make me cum like he can!
But this time he just watched!
My blindfold hid the identity but I knew the hard cock that was being forced into my bruised pussy wasn’t his.
And that throbbing cock was followed by another, and then another, until my tender pussy was swollen and red and dripping with the cum of countless men!
I heard the men leave as my master untied me.
My body fell to the floor and I pulled my blindfold off to see a wad of cash on the table!
He told me I was going to earn my keep one way or another!
And that ended the pussy pounding portion of the evening…then he yelled to a new group of men…” Send down the anal annihilators!”



















