I’ve had a few Masters in my life. Ones that I always cherish are the ones who use me to their fullest and walk away an extremely satisfied Man, and that is how it should be.
A previous Master was very strict about how I would present myself. Upon entering the dungeon there would be a word taped to the inside of the door. That is how He wanted the session to start. Whether it was kneeling or the enduring position I made sure I was ready and willing for service and use. I really love being a submissive whore; I get such intense orgasms and pleasure just from serving.
Anytime He would walk in, the room would fill with intense vibes and my pussy would start to ache. His presence was so intoxicating and sexual I was usually dripping by the time I was trussed up like He desired. The most memorable was on a Saint Andrews Cross. Legs and arms bound to each of the four posts, exposed and ready. He would start with impact play, He had great control even while fingering my pussy, but He would still be hard as a rock no matter how He was using me. Weighted nipples and orgasm denial were his favorites to have me gushing everywhere. Of course, I needed to clean my own squirting pussy juices off His immaculate floor. How many ways can I be of service to You?
Category: Bondage submission
Bondage and Submission is This Whore’s Life
Bondage and submission is the name of the game with an old whore like me. Tie me up and use me. It is literally the name of the game with the men in my life. Master loves to tie me up. He is old, however, which means he is forgetful. He paid me a late night visit last night because he was in a mood. My master is married. I have been his whore for decades, so when he wants to do something outside of the office, it must be a hotel or my place. His wife is so clueless or she just turns a blind eye because he keeps her financially secure; just like he does me. He tied me to my bed. He didn’t fuck me, but seeing me tied up in a pink see through teddy got his dick harder than it has been in years. He started jacking his dick. He had done a Viagra and a line of coke. I was in trouble. He jacked off for an hour at least before he covered me in his old jizz. His shriveled up old cock was still hard, so he fucked my ass. Hard. He is almost 70 and he ravaged my ass like a college boy. My son came home unexpectedly. When he saw his bondage whore mommy all tied up, covered in cum and taking it in the ass, he wanted in on the fun. My master and my son tagged teamed me for what felt like all night. I woke up, still tied up. I was covered in cum with a sore ass. They were no where in sight. I couldn’t get off the bed without assistance. I tried, but ended up falling off the bed. The loud thud woke the men who were in the living room refueling for round two. Thus, is the life of a submissive whore.
I need to be dominated
I’ve always had a fantasy about a guy coming into my house, and forcing himself on top of me. The thought of just being dominated, without even knowing who they are, or what to expect in there pants, just gets my pussy dripping wet. I’m very submissive sexually, so unless I’m at work, I want to be dominated. I want a man bigger than me, muscular, with a thick cock, to break into my house one night, and force himself on top of, and to dominate my juicy tight pussy. I want him to tie me up, gag me, and have his absolute way with my pussy. Make me suck his cock, and take him deep down my throat all for his own pleasure. What he doesn’t know though, is I’m loving every single minute of it. I can’t see his face because it’s dark, all I hear are his sexual grunts and moans as he thrusts his huge cock into my bare pussy. Have you ever had a fantasy similar to mine? I’ve love for you to call me and tell me about your fantasies. Nothing is too extreme for this submissive slut!
Bondage and Submission at Work
Bondage and submission is my life. I am always giving in and getting tied up, especially at work. My boss and Master is old, but he does love tying me up at work. He was feeling extra frisky yesterday. I only go to the office a couple days a week now. My work schedule just depends on what kind of case he is working. He is a lawyer close to full retirement, which is why I have been supplementing my income being a phone sex submissive. I messed up some legal briefs. I filed them incorrectly. I am not allowed to make mistakes. For a simple fixable clerical error, I got some soft bondage of my tits. Well soft only in the way he tied up my boobs. The torture my whore tits, as he likes to call them, received was something very different from soft. He pinched the nipples so hard they bled. That was not enough pain for the mood he was in. He got out his lighter so he could burn them too. Have you ever smelled burning flesh? It is awful. When it is your own flesh, it is worse. The pain and smell combined is nauseating. I knew not to vomit or complain or cry. It was tough to do, but if I had, the torture would have been far worse. Master has never been big into torture sex except when it comes to my tits. The way he views it, he bought me my tits, so he can do whatever he wants to them. I will take nipple and breast torture any day over being used as a punching bag. Some of the more modern Masters, whom I have encountered, on and off the phone, enjoy going Mike Tyson on me. In their eyes, I’m not a woman, just a worthless submissive whore.