Category: Bondage submission

I Was Born to Submit

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There are times when I just want to get down on my knees and be a submissive slut for a strong man like you. I love making you happy and you know I will do anything you want me to do, Sir. Pleasing you is my number one priority. I hope you know that. I know better than to ever say the word “no” in your presence. I remember very well what happened the last time I did that. You got so mad that you jerked me up off the floor by my arm, put me across your lap, and spanked me until my ass was red and throbbing. I was begging you to stop and you were just laughing and telling me that’s what naughty sluts get. I don’t want that to happen again.

You told me last time that you were going to invite a bunch of your friends over to use me the way you do. You told me that a slut like me deserves to have all three holes filled up at the same time. I know I am just a whore and all I’m good for is pleasing you and your friends. I am on my knees and waiting for you, Sir.

 

Bondage Whore at Work

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. I love to be tied up. Sometimes my boss ties me up at work yet expects me to do my job still. That is hard to do considering I am a legal secretary. I must type up legal briefs and various communication documents. Master was in a foul mood yesterday morning. He had a big deposition and a lot was at stake for his client. His key witness was shaky at best. The first thing that went wrong, I got the blame even though I had no control over the witness being late. After the deposition, my boss tied me to my office chair. He stripped my shirt off exposing my breasts. He slapped my face a few times; he even bound my wrists and ankles to the chair. He told me if I didn’t continue to type up the legal documents, he would whip me. Bare bottom spankings I can handle. When he whips me, he tears the flesh from my back. I managed to scoop a pen in my mouth and started typing. One peck at a time, I typed up his briefs. I didn’t do it fast enough and I made mistakes typing with a pen in my mouth. Master was angered at my lack of coordination. He demands perfection, and I failed. I suffered for it too. He yanked me out of the chair. He tied me to a rack he keeps in a spare office. With his leather belt he whipped my back until I was crying and bleeding. I begged for forgiveness. I knew I had not really done anything so bad to deserve this. I was just his scapegoat. That is part of the job of being a submissive whore. If your master wants to beat you, fuck you, whip you, you let him.

Used and Abused

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I truly love being a submissive slut. I don’t know why, but it turns me on when a man bends me over and tells me that he’s going to fuck me like a little whore. And when they tell me that it’s all I’m good for, that’s just about the hottest thing in the world. It makes my pussy throb and sometimes it even makes me cum on that big fat cock immediately. I just can’t help it. Being a whore is just something that I feel I was born for.

In true whore fashion, I love fucking more than one guy at once. I like to have a bunch of guys on my roster so that if one guy isn’t around, then someone else will be. And I don’t like to just fuck men, either. I love it when I find a couple who wants to fuck a dirty little whore like me. They can both use me for their carnal pleasure. Eating pussy while getting my wet cunt gets fucked from behind is one of the hottest things in the world. I know they are both just using me for their pleasure and don’t care about mine. But you know what? That’s the best thing about it.

Maybe some people might think I’m crazy because I like to be used. I know that sometimes people don’t get how hot it is to be a submissive phone sex whore like me, but that’s okay. That just means there is more fun for me to be had and they will be missing out on it. If you’re ready to have a girl like me all to yourself, then just give me a call. And remember, there is absolutely nothing that I won’t do to make sure you’re satisfied.

 

Control This Cock Worshiping P-Milf Slave

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I am the cum and cock worshiping p-milf that loves all shapes and sizes of Cock. I know what you’re thinking as I bring my son in the car and he is holding his peepee saying he has to go. I slap his hand away and he calls me a whore as he pisses all over himself. You pretend to step in and help but the lights go black and I wake up tied up in the trunk with my son. I scream and yell the car, my car keeps going. My son is bawling, and I try to comfort him. When the trunk opens four masks men haul us out and into a cabin in the mountains. I am forced out and drug into the dirt. My son is stripped down under the trees and I am told to clean my son up because I am a horrible mommy whore. I should always cater to my sons cock. I am still in bondage and given facial abuse by all four men and my throat is being fucked raw. My ass is lifted as I am thrown over the hood of my car and these men put my sons’ cock on my face and tell me to suck it and make my son give me his first cum load. “Suck it you whore, worship his cock, eat your offspring’s cum load.” The chants won’t stop and I do as I am told as My ass and pussy are being forced fucked as I am giving my son the lavishing tongue from mommy he deserves. I am cumming and I realize my place is to serve cock always.

Midnight Kidnapping

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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.

 

This Submissive Whore Needs to Make Money

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I started out as daddy’s submissive whore. Honestly, I thought I had escaped his clutches, but I don’t think that is ever possible. He made me stop being a phone whore for the past year because he didn’t want to share me with you. He found out what I was doing and was not happy at all. He said he owned my pussy and ass. No one could make money off me but him. But guess what? Daddy got arrested. He is in jail now, so I am back to work! I hope you missed me. I have a master who I am working for, but he is way nicer than daddy. Not nearly as smart either. I must give him a percentage of my phone earnings, but he just puts it up his nose. Essentially, I support his drug addiction. Last night, I didn’t bring him enough money, so he traded my fuck holes for coke with this dealer he knows. I thought I was in the good with this guy, but he traded me like a bad stock the moment he needed coke. The guy he rented me out to was a big mean black guy with a monster cock. He sodomized my tiny pink asshole for hours. My butthole was sore and prolapsed when he finally couldn’t cum anymore. He took a Viagra even though he was a young guy. There was no reason he needed a blue pill; he just wanted to last hours for my fuck holes. He told my master that he might as well get his money’s worth. He sure as fuck did. I am sitting on an ice pack today. I sure do hope you guys missed me because I need to make a lot of money to keep my coke addict master happy.

Sensory Deprivation for Gretchen

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Master had some special plans for me the other night! We went to a nice dinner and then went to a hotel afterwards. It was so nice! He pulled out his bag of goodies and began by binding my forearms together in front of me which is a favorite of mine. Bound enough to make movement (and escape) difficult but in such a way that any position is still possible. Then he put a large ball gag in my mouth, covered my eyes with a blindfold and put earplugs in my ears. Complete and utter sensory deprivation. Unable to see, hear, speak or move. Exactly what Master intended! I could feel his warm hands caressing my body as I began to melt into the feeling. But then I felt more hands! I couldn’t keep track as what felt like 3 or 4 other people were in the room. I couldn’t ask, I couldn’t hear them talking, I couldn’t see to make sure. I began panicking as complete strangers for all I knew were about to use me. I was picked up and placed on top, straddling someone as was forced to slide down onto their hard cock. They held my hips and guided me up and down. Then my head was pushed down exposing my tight little asshole. I felt someone rub lube across it and then I felt the cock easing its way in. My cries were muffled as I moaned out to the feeling on being double teamed by two dicks. They fucked me hard and rough and filled me up with hot cum. I felt more cum on my face and tits too as the other men used my body. They took turns fucking my pussy and ass and eventually they all left. Master only let me see and hear again after it was just him in the room. I guess I’ll never know who fucked me that night!

Bondage whore for sale

bondage whoreBondage 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.

Submission and Bondage Punishment

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Bondage and submission. That is what I am good at, unless I am scared. He wanted to punish me. He found out I cheated on him with a guy I met at a fetish club. Master has eyes and ears everywhere. I should know that by now.  I couldn’t lie because he had photographic evidence. When I break the rules, the punishment is always severe. This time it was just downright cruel. Master knows all my secrets, all my fears. He uses them against me. I am terrified of snakes. I have awful panic attacks when I see even a harmless little one.  Master summoned me to his place. He put me in his dungeon. I was tied up, naked with a ball gag so I wouldn’t scream. I thought he was just leaving me alone in the dark because that is also a fear of mine. It was more than that. I heard the slither sounds. I knew I was within inches of a snake, but I couldn’t see it. I was trembling in fear. I pissed myself. I had no clue what kind of snakes were down there or how big or how many. One started crawling around on my feet and I thought I would die right there. It wasn’t just one. It felt like hundreds of snakes were crawling around on my body. I had my eyes closed and my body was stiff as a board. I thought my heart would beat right out of my chest. I was trembling in fear. I tried to escape in my mind, but nothing worked. Master has never punished me that severely before. When he turned the light on, I saw all the snakes recoil. There were not as many as I thought, but even one scares me shitless. He told me since I was a bad submissive whore, I could expect this sort of treatment if I violated the rules again. I will never be a bad slave again if that is my punishment. I would rather be tortured for hours than endure snakes.

Class Humiliation

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Master always finds new ways for our bondage submission game. He finds new ways to humiliate me constantly. Yesterday, Master came with me to campus and sat right behind me in my lecture hall, a 200 person class in an auditorium. After the professor began his lecture, Master commanded me to stand up right in the middle of lecture and take off all my clothes one by one. I stripped off my skirt and top and underwear. All around me, I could see students recording me. The boys in my class all got closer for a better look at me and the professor was clearly enjoying the show. Master handed me my vibrator, ball gag and ropes. I walked to the front of the auditorium in just high heels and I sat on the lecturer’s desk. Master had me spread my legs for the male students to tie me down and gag me. Then he handed the vibrator to my professor and he began fucking me with it. After I came all over the desk, I was instructed to get on my knees for professor, open his pants and suck his cock until he pumped me full of cum.