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Bondage Whore Bernie Needs Punished

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernie is my name on Tinder, FetLife and a few other fetish sites. I can’t help it. I love bondage. Do you remember those old silent short films with the woman in peril tied to a train track? I masturbated to those images as a wee girl. I wanted tied up then rescued. As I grew up, I wanted tied up and abused. Something about being vulnerable and helpless and at your mercy makes my cunt wet. I’m trusting a stranger or a master not to kill me. Not to permanently hurt me. My master, my boss, ties me up to my office chair often. Yesterday, he was feeling mean. It happens, but not often. Normally, we have more of a sensual master slave relationship. Hardcore bondage and nipple torture made his dick hard. He tied the ropes so hard, my wrists bled. He ripped my shirt open, exposing my DD breasts. He slapped my tits so hard they started to turn colors immediately. He started sucking on my right tit. It felt amazing, until he bit so hard on the nipple it tore. I was bleeding down my breast. He grabbed my jaw, spit my blood and flesh in my face and said, “Did you think I would not know about your little online endeavors, bitch.” He was not happy I was moonlighting. I was being punished; not for cheating, but for not asking permission to be on those sites. Master owns me. I know I am his property, no better than the office chair I was strapped to. He spent the rest of the day punishing me for my violation of our master servant relationship. He sodomized my ass with the stapler, along with other office supplies. Lesson learned the hard way. At his age, I didn’t know he still had all that in him.

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My master tied me up and put me on my beck. I have my hands behind my back and my ankles bounded. He invite over all of his friends. They all laughed at me with their cocks pointed and aimed right at me. They started jerking them off. There was more then fifty cocks staring straight at my naked body.

They pumped their dicks and coated me in their cum. Their cocks where throbbing hard and unloading cum load after cum load all over my naked and exposed body. Their cum coated my face. I could not even open my eyes! They drenched me in their cum loads.

Some of them even went for multiple loads, trying to make me a sticky mess. It was all in my mouth, my hair, and all over! After they were done, they just left me sitting there until it all dried up. That’s what a little bondage whore gets!

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Erotic bondage storiesMaster had been pretty strict lately and been a lot more rough than usual, but I loved it. I loved being treated like nothing but a no good whore. More than anything, I love being Master’s little whore. He had me dress up like a slut, put a gag in my mouth and tied me up. I loved being tied up and feeling restricted, it made sex even hotter! Master was just staring at me standing there. Seeing me looking like a slut and all tied up was making him hard and I could see it peeking through his pants. Master forced me onto my knees and took my gag out so I could suck on his huge cock. He grabbed my hair and started forcing me down on him. Making me choke and puke on him a little, master liked it when I was a little nasty slut and puked on his dick then licked it all off. He told me to lay on the ground and got on top of me, my pussy was already so wet his cock just glided in and it felt so good. I loved feeling master balls deep inside of myself, his big cock was definitely my favorite. He kept thrusting and thrusting and I was moaning louder and louder and knew I was gonna cum. I asked master for permission and he said I’d been a good slut so it was allowed. As soon as those words came out my pussy started contracting around him. It was so tight and I felt him starting to cum, he worked his cock out and watched as his cum dripped out of me.

Bratty Girl Gets Punished

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Sometimes, I can be a little too bratty for my own good. I was with this guy at his house and I just could not drop the attitude that day. He asked if he could take my jacket but I told him if he wanted to make himself useful, he could go get me a drink. Clenching his jaw, he went and brought me back a mixed drink, which smelled of vodka and pineapples. I scowled and demanded something else! The sweetness would surely give me a headache. He grabbed me by the throat and said I was such a brat and I needed to learn some respect. He slapped me across the face and tied my wrists together after pinning me down. Dragging me down to his basement, my ass hit each stair with a loud thud. He threw me onto this table, which wasn’t long enough to support my legs, meaning I had to keep them held up. Securing me to the table, he put a metal rod in my mouth, which also locked into the table. I couldn’t lift my head or turn it very far either. I was completely helpless! My wrists were hooked up beneath the table, behind my head. With brute force, he entirely ripped off any clothing still left on me. I did not have a spare outfit with me. Unbuttoning his pants, he took out his rock hard cock and started railing me with no mercy. My pussy took the beating as he slapped my perky tits, telling me what a stupid whore I was. I needed to learn some manners and he was going to teach me. Pulling my legs up with his arms, he then fucked my tight, dry asshole, ripping into me. I screamed in pain, but he did not let up what so ever. I couldn’t beg him for forgiveness with the metal bar in my mouth, so I hoped my pleading whimpers would be understood. But they were not, or, at least, went unacknowledged. He spent hours doing whatever he wished to me. By the time he was done, it was dark outside and he made me walk home in my tattered clothing.

Abducted

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I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.

Footstool

Bondage submissionI made my owner angry, there was dust on the entertainment center behind the television. He scolded me for a hour yelling and screaming. He told me I was a stupid bitch. Then he took that offensive remark back, and he told me I was lower than a stupid bitch I was nothing. He sat down on the sofa and a wicked grin spread across his face.
“Get over here, Nothing”, he demanded
I went over to my owner and dropped to my knees at his feet.
“You nothing, Nothing, you’re a footstool”, he told me
And I obediently got on my hands and knees, and he rested his feet on my back. I wasn’t a person anymore, I was his object. I was humiliated, but I remained obedient. His feet were heavy on my back, but I didn’t dare complain. I became a piece of furniture, I remained perfectly still. I was his object, a piece of property. I am a footstool.

Can you handle me?

Cheap phone sexI love dressing up for my master. I like to be in a different outfit every time he comes home from a long day at work. Whatever I decide to dress up as I can NOT wear panties underneath, that is a big no no for my master. He likes to be able to get to my cunt whenever he wants, and I do what my master says. I have learned over the years how to be the best submissive slut I can be, I never dissatisfy my owner. That is what he is, he owns me I am his forever. I can have more than one master but who ever decides they wanna dirty little submissive they have to be able to take on that role. I like to be dominated in every way possible, if you think you can do that then call me.

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Submissive slut JessicaTo a casual observer, it would perhaps appear that I’m being tortured, but the reality isI am utterly at peace when I’m bound. Utterly loved. I feel more free tied and bound than I feel in any other way. In this way, I can give myself to him totally and I have no decisions to focus on, short of breathing. I can just be. Just exist.

The height at which I am suspended is chosen to provide him with perfect access to my genitalia while he binds himself with me. I am completely submerged in ecstasy and a sense of endless pleasure, as I moan and beg for him not to leave our cocoon of love making. I have never been taken like this, never been loved like this, ever before.

Never been completely someone ele’s before.

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Master instructed me to stand perfectly still with my arms out while he inspected me. I tried to listen, but he attached small weights to each of my wrists, making it harder to keep my arms suspended. The pain in my shoulders grew too intense and Master showed no signs of mercy, so I was naughty. I let my arms down, telling him I couldn’t hold them any longer. This angered him. A lot. He smacked me across the face hard enough to disorient me, and before I knew it he had me tied up and on the ground. My hands and feet were tied up behind me and my mouth was gagged. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the smooth floors, down the hall, and into the bathroom. Then he threw me into the bath tub. Unsure of his plan, I cowered in fear. He was gone for what seemed like forever. When he came back, he was carrying to buckets of water. One sounded like it had ice in it and the other one was steaming. Terrified, I squirmed and tried to scream through the cloth gag. He dumped the first bucket of icy water over my naked skin. The frigid water made every nerve ending scream in agony. He then picked up the second bucket and pouring the boiling hot water over me. The extreme change made my skin feel like it had just been ignited into flames. Crying with my skin now singed, he told me never to disobey him again. I’m so sorry Master for being a bad girl! Please let me redeem myself.

Come fuck me

Cheap phone sexI love being a dumb fucking whore. Ever since I was a little one I knew what I had between my legs could make me lots of money. I started being a whore at a young age, and I would get a hotel room so my men can come and go. I make sure I have my lube, whips, collars, and my leashes. All my clients like for me to be a dirty submissive whore who rides there cocks for as long as they need. I love hoping right on that cock and feeling it swell as I slide down that big fucking cock. I can take your cock all the way down to those balls makings sure my pussy juices squirt to get it nice and wet.