After much deliberation, I’ve opted for random Bare Bottom Spankings. It was either that or a nightly crack on the cunt with the leather strap. I’ve learned to obey and agree with Master on all things. Even if he asks my opinion, I know better than to answer Master until he says I may speak. But when it came to spankings, Master let me pick because I’ve been such a good little obedient slut for him. No matter what Master asks of me, I immediately jump to tend to the task. Whether it’s licking the bottom of Master’s boots, or getting the pleasure of sucking on his cock for hours, I gladly do it and take punishment for a task done wrong. However, now if I do a good job for my Master, I am rewarded with an astonishingly painful bare bottom spanking. Sometimes, I secretly do mess up just so that he’ll give my cunt the strap. It feels delightfully tantalizing, but I don’t want Master to know I like it because he will stop doing it to me. I also have to fantasize that I hate it when he rapes me. Especially my ass. Truth be told, those are my favorite days. I long for Master to force his fingers into my pussy and ass at the same time. Then jam his huge hard cock into my asshole. I yearn for the days when I used to bleed for hours after he took me as many times as he could, in as many ways he could imagine. When Master catches me daydreaming about the past, he drags me by my hair to our special spanking table and bends me over it. He binds my hands to the opposite side and spreads my legs with the bar. Then, depending on Master’s mood, I can get anywhere from ten to fifty spankings. If Master is very upset about something, he will grab his bull whip and light me up a few times with that. Oh no…. not pain…. Sometimes, it’s hard for me not to moan in pure pain driven delight. Maybe I’ll purposely fuck up really bad so I get a cunt strapping tonight. I guess the bare bottom spankings are just purely fun for me.
Category: Bondage submission
Bondage submission seems to be my calling in life
I open the door and walk into the house, I look down and there is a rope lying on the floor. I look around to see what is going on or if you are around and I see the rope trailing up the stairs. I see a sign taped on the wall that says “Follow it.” As I make my way along the rope trail there is a pair of nipple clamps with a note “Put them on.” I do as told and keep following the rope. I am half way up the stairs and there’s a butt plug and a note that says “Bring this with you.” I’m getting quite turned on because I know we are about to have a fantastic session, they always are.
What would you do to me at this point? I would love to hear your ideas and how you would use me, use me up, use me for your every desire.
Submissive Sex: What I Crave From Master
I’m always a good horny submissive sex loving whore for dominant men and women. My latest Master loved how fucking wet I got the more he punished me. He would take my hairbrush and spank my ass with it while taking a vibrating wand to my clit making me squirm so fucking bad. I can never hold back with this Master he knows just how to get my cunt squirting and it angers him when I cum without his permission.
We both know I love it though his anger thrills the fuck out of me making him rougher in turn me wetter and so fucking horny. He will tease the fuck out of me and one time tied me up and left me squirming and horny as fuck for a good hour before returning and shoving his throbbing huge cock in my hungry cunt.
tied rape fuck fantasy
I had a rape fantasy yesterday and it was so scary. Someone came in through my window and crawled on top of me while I was sleeping. I woke up to my panties being forced into my mouth and down my throat so I could not scream. He spread my legs open and tied my legs to the posts. He handcuffed my hands together above my head. He then forced his fat cock inside my cunt, as I struggled he slapped me several times.
He took a belt from my drawer and wrapped it around my neck like a collar, he said if I struggle more he was gonna choke the life out of me. I stopped out of fear and let him fuck my cunt hole until he blew a big old load inside me. He said I will see you again soon, keep that pussy wet for me and I will take your ass next time too. I now keep my windows locked.
Submissive Sex Slave
Master controls everything I say and do. I’m his submissive slut, his play toy, and his sex slave. I’m not allowed to wearing clothing the only thing that I wear is the leash and collar around my neck. He takes a shit and it’s my job to wipe his ass with my tongue. I’m not allowed to ask questions or talk back. When he has guests over he passes me around like a party favor. I have scars on my knees because I’m on my knees sucking cock for hours at a time. My purpose in life is to be used and abused. Master loves to cause me pain and make me cry because he loves the taste of my tears. I’m only allowed to speak when spoken to, and if I break his rules that’s an automatic reason for punishment. He’ll hang me against the wall with my hands above my head and my legs spread and whip me with a leather belt. I love and respect Master and I’ll always be his submissive slut.
Please Hurt Me
My hands are tied roughly behind my back. The rope is scratching against my sweating skin. My legs tied up together attached to chain hanging down. I watch a part of me growing impatient as he plays with his instruments now paying me no mind. The bastard is humming, making me grow more annoyed…and anxious. Finally in what felt like forever he turns around coming closer with nothing but a rag in hand. He looms over me pulling my head up by my hair.
He whispers “Hush” and he stuffs the rag into my mouth. Goosebumps cover my body and I shake in anticipation. He knows I won’t go anywhere. He shoves my face back down
before walking away. I almost want to make a noise just to make him angry.

















