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Mommy Is a Bondage Whore

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When did you find out your mommy was a bondage whore? Was it when you began to sneak around to look at her tits while she was changing? Did you see her nipple piercings and the brand across the bottom of her ass as you creaked open the bathroom door? Perhaps when you went sniffing for a pair of dirty panties and found handcuffs and anal lube in the hamper?

I know you ran to your room with these things you found and furiously jerked that young cock off! Those weren’t fuzzy handcuffs either! Locking, metal cuffs with no keys. Your cock is so hard at you sit them over you teen dick and cum hardest you ever have! 

 

You decide to investigate more and you find keys to her lock cabinet. Inside are “whips”? You mother has whips, you think maybe she is a dominatrix at this point. But when you take the keys down to the basement you find it unlocked. Your father is flogging your mother while she pleads no MASTER, He is my son… I won’t submit to him, please don’t make me! 

Another lash as she breaks. He spins her around and you see her ass is criss crossed ass and back he gives her more whippings! You do nothing but your  boy cock is throbbing and aching. You can’t stop watching! 

Wait is she enjoying this? So she is submissive and taking bare bottom spankings because she doesn’t want to submit to you? 

What is your next move?

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Submissive Slut For The Holidays

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It’s time for holiday parties, Sir, and I just would like you to know that I’m more than willing to be the nasty little elf that takes care of all your party guests. It will be so embarrassing to be all dressed up like an elf, but you know that I would do anything for you. You mentioned to me recently that you wanted to get me all coked up and get me to do things that would make my mother ashamed that she had given birth to me if she ever found out.

You didn’t tell me what those things were, but I’m sure you’ll tell me when we talk.  But don’t you think, Sir, that I’ve already done things for you that would make my mother ashamed of me? Remember the last time you used me and you fucked me in the ass and made me clean my own shit off your cock with my mouth? Or how about the time that you took me to confession and made me seduce the priest? You told me I would have to sleep outside in a dog house if I didn’t. I hope it’s nothing like that, but if it is, I’ll do it, because I don’t want you to be disappointed in me.

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Master loves his little submissive whore. I adore my Master and how he loves to give me a filthy ass fucking. I get dressed in little girl panties and an innocent sweet tank t-shirt and await my orders. I am always on my knees for Master. Don’t all Master’s like their whores on their knees? I am a good subby slut that loves a good ass fucking. It’s the best time for me to have that daddy dick slide under my little girl panties as I play the good daughter for daddy. Good girls take their daddy’s dicks. I am a good girl and sometimes require the bondage and submission sessions with daddy to keep me in line. All girls should submit to their daddies, brothers, uncles, grandpas and cousins. It’s only proper to get the discipline at the cocks of the men in their family. I am a good girl and always willing to do whatever daddy requires of me. Most of my Master’s require that I call them daddy. That is very appropriate for me since I am a submissive incest whore. I only hope I get the chance to be your slave. I promise to be a good ass licker, cock sucker and anal sex whore.

Home Invasion Masturbation

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He stood in the doorway to my bedroom. I wasn’t sure how he had gotten into my house, but his cock was out and he was furiously stroking it. I sat motionless on the bed, my vibrator still half inserted into my dripping cunt. “I’ve been watching you, through the window.” He growled, approaching the bed and climbing in. He never touched me, but perched precariously on the edge masturbating. “Keep going.” He commanded, and I did.
I slipped that buzzing joy toy in and out of my slippery pussy, rubbing and flicking my sweet little clit. My eyes never left his. We stared at each other, mutually masturbating. He had a mask on, but I knew those icy blue eyes seemed so familiar. His cock was huge, and thick, and he was working that monster like an expert snake charmer. He was dripping pre cum, being sure not to get any of it on my sheets.
I was getting close to cumming, and I could tell it was going to be a big one. I was going to squirt during a home invasion while the intruder stared me in the eyes, jacking off his cock! It hit me, and I squirted all over. Convulsing, my eyes closed just for a moment. When I opened them, exhausted and soaked in my own cum, he was gone. There was no trace of him, except for an open window and a draft.

Bondage me up

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We went out to the club last night and were treated to some sexy bondage. The women wandering around were all in various stages of being tied up or cuffed. We were served our drinks by a woman with her breasts bound. Saw a few others with hands bound either in front or behind. Some even had a leg bound up and they were hopping around. Just before midnight a spotlight came on above the dance floor and a hook lowered from the ceiling. A couple stepped into the light and I could see that the woman was the one who had served our drinks. Her master was there with her and he was deftly tying the rest of her up. He then attached her ropes to the hook and it rose so that she was just off the floor. As she swung slightly above ground he began to use her like a punching bag. He hit her in the face, stomach, breasts and thighs. He then grabbed a flogger and started hitting the rest of her with that. Her back was turning black and blue and one of her eyes had swollen shut but every time she was hit she would yelp and moan a bit. At the end of the show another spotlight came on and it was centered on her pussy so that we could all see how turned on she was. It was dripping and glistening in the light. Master whispered in my ear that it was time to go and when we got home he fucked me harder than ever before. I can’t wait to go back!

He Bound My Hands

submissive whoreWe had the house to ourselves for a few days and I knew it was play time. He told me to shower shave and dress in what he left in the bag. I was so excited as I prepared. Would it be just me and him? Would it be him and his friends? Or would it be him and his sons? It really didn’t matter to me because as long as I felt pain and humiliation and my body was used for pleasure, I would love it. I dressed as instructed, walked down the stairs to the basement. In the middle he had set up the long stick he uses to bind my hands over my head. I saw whips, dildos, nipple clamps, butt plugs…… My pussy was soaking as he bound my hands and attached my legs to the spreader. He slapped my face, called me a bitch and laughed. Then he fastened a blind fold on my eyes, attached some nipple clamps and stuck a vibrator against my clit and left. As the clamps became heavy and my nipples bled and my clit became sore from the continual orgasm, I heard people come into the room. They laughed and I could hear zippers and pants falling to the ground. Then I felt their hands………….

Bondage Phone Sex for Life

bondage phone sexI got into this sort of work because I love bondage phone sex. Men have been tying me up since I was a schoolgirl. When I was a young girl, I hated it. I was scared. My father would tie me up all day while he was at work because he feared I would run away. Eventually, I did. But I ran right into the arms of a man who liked BDSM games too. I met my master at a bondage club in NYC that my husband took me too. My master was in his 40s then. I was 19, I think. I loved being tied up by men I knew would not harm me or leave me to die. My current master was not fond of the way my husband treated me because as he said it, my husband was not a true dome. He was just a misogynistic asshole. A couple years later, I would cross paths with my master again in an underground NYC club. The second encounter changed my world. I am still a bondage whore, but now I live in California and I have a job and a salary. I am owned and I am taken care of well. I still get tied up and left in precarious situations, however. Master misses tying me up as his bondage secretary. Coronavirus has halted our fun, but he hired a guy to break into my place last night and tie me up. It was filmed too. I had no clue this was staged, and that I was not going to die. My reactions were real. My fear was real too. The hired hand dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming and bond me in the living room. I assumed for his rape phone sex fantasies, but after being left for 6 hours chained up, my master’s voice came across the answering machine telling me I was just punished for being a dirty slut. I loved every minute of every. Every 10 hours of it that I was bound up for master’s amusement made me wet.

Masochistic Slave Fantasies

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I always adored the vintage ideologies; being a domesticated house whore is something so appealing to me the very thought of living that life makes my masochistic cunt soaked. I want to fully serve a Master, my Master. I want to care for his carnal needs, and his house work. When he finishes his work for the day, I want to greet him with a hot meal, and a whore worthy blow job.
He’ll be cumming in my mouth before he even wants to come into the house, If his day has been particularly stressful, I’ll let him face fuck me until I choke and gag all over him. He can take out his frustrations on me. I love alligator clamps and the St. Andrews Cross alike; punish me, Master. Make me pay for the sins of all those fools around you.
I’ll sleep at the edge of the bed, like the bitch that I am. I’ll wake you up every morning by riding you cock, making you cum a steamy cream pie into my hot, tight little pussy. Do you want to know how I came up with this delicious fantasy? I was flipping through an old Sears magazine. Nothing is more vintage than department stores, and it just got my cunt dripping.

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Follow My Lead In Light Bondage

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I’ve always loved light bondage with my lovers. It is normally me who is getting tied up, etc. But sometimes I like to be the one in charge. Now and then I find lovers who are okay with me being a switch occasionally. It delights me to be able to be in control and do whatever I desire. I’m never too hardcore about it, but even just a little bit of control really makes my pussy wet. There are many things that I have done to and with my lovers, but I’ll tell you about one of my favorites now.

This one guy I was dating begrudgingly let me tie him up one night. He was the kind of guy who liked teasing women, but he didn’t like being teased. Actually, saying he didn’t like it doesn’t even begin to cover it. But somehow I convinced him and it was delicious. He was tied spread-eagle on the bed and I teased and tormented him for hours. I edged him closer and closer to an orgasm and then backed him away so many times. I did eventually let him cum, but not before I paid him back for all the times he’d teased me. If you want to hear more, call me and I’ll tell you everything.

He was so cruel

submissive whoreI fucked up bad, I fell asleep yesterday afternoon and ended up sleeping way past the time that my Master came home from work. I had no dinner ready, the house was a mess and I looked all crazy from sleeping. To say that he was not pleased was an understatement. He dragged me out of bed by my hair and threw me on the floor and began to kick the shit out of me. I was gasping for air and the pain was just huge, it swallowed me whole. He pulled me up and throat fucked me to the point that I was about to pass out and then bent me over the bed and ripped off my panties. He fucked my ass dry until it bled, I was crying so hard but I knew better than to scream or protest, I just laid there and took it. When he finally finished he told me to get up and make his dinner so I thanked him for all the correction and went to cook. I can tell you one thing for sure, I won’t be fucking up like that again!