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He Forced Me Over & Over…

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My master has no problem passing me around, letting his friends use and abuse myself and my little bratty ones. They are willing little cunts, like it or not at least. I think he likes to sit back and watch us be abused and forced, to hear us cry and plead and beg for mercy. Even though that’s sometimes hard with a cock, ball gag or even pair of panties in my mouth. He likes to see my baby girls, tiny unsuspecting and completely unwilling cunt forced open. Those bald pink pussy lips so tiny and small and helpless. Mommy is tied up so tight and all I can see is her legs being pried apart as she tries to squeeze them together. I see the mushroom head of a cock trying to force it’s way into her pussy, I hear her cry and say no but I know there is nothing I can do and my pussy starts to drip. They know it makes me horny, but they want me little girl to know that. They put my cunt right on her face, I am sitting on her pussy as she screams and cries into my cunt while she gets fucked. I watch his bloody cock slide in and out of my little girl and wish I could suck it. I almost get what I want as he puts his cock down her throat and then forces me to kiss her little lips. I am soaking wet the whole time…and finally there is something being done about that as my ass and pussy are violated too…and my master? He just sits and watches…

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He loves to tantalize me with his soft touch at first. Dragging his finger nails up and down my back. His breath hovering on my neck making all the little hairs rise all over my body. It is the anticipation of his forceful grip that has my body trembling. I know it’s soon to follow. Alas I feel the burn of rope mating with my bare skin as he lace my entire body within in. Tugging it tightly so that you can see my flesh bulging in between the ropes as it chocked my body.

He called me to my knees, which wasn’t the easiest of positions considering my knees were wrapped tightly. Eager to please my Master I force my knees to bend bringing myself to a begging position. A leather belt soon served as a blindfold. Now my sense of sight has been robbed and the sexual hunger raged within me. I wanted him even more than before. Ready and willing to serve until his full climax has been reached.

The room grew quiet. It had felt like minutes turned into hours. Surely an easy 6 hours had passed. I could hear noises in the distance, the noises of whips being cracked, doors being slammed, rough loud noises. Suddenly it grew dead silent again. My body was numb at this point from being bound so tight. If I could see my breast I know they were as purple as a plum.

Out of no where I finally felt something across my cold numb flesh. The sting of a firm strong lash of the whip I’d earlier heard has now kissed my body. I heard no sign of entrance utterly shocked at the whipping I cried out. This only cost me to be gagged with my ball. Continually being beat to my Masters content with his whip at his command.

Finally after my stinging bare flesh was welted I was laid directly onto my back still enthralled in this rope. By this point nearly half a day has gone by. I heard the door open and close. And again the door opened and close. Both times foot steps following behind. If I could see I would say there are now two more people who have joined the room. After several had passed I finally heard some words leave my Masters mouth. Take the ball out he instructed. Releasing my mouth of the ball I immediately felt my Masters rough hard fingers prying my mouth open as a big cock entered into it. I knew if I was to please my Master I was to submit to this cock, which I knew was not his. It was not nearly as thick as my Masters cock but that was not of concern. I just continued to let this unknown dick fuck my mouth gagging me with every pump he gave.

I was busy concentrating on sucking this rod that now filled my mouth when I had felt a tug at the rope which was places directly over my pussy. One arm hoisted up my left leg and another arm hoisted up my right leg. My legs are now being tied in an upward position exposing my little pleasure hole. Sprawled out and tied up I am totally vulnerable to whatever may enter inside me. All the while I am sucking this cock off that is filling my face fuck hole.

Without any hesitation at all I felt a jarring of a huge fucking cock ramming my pussy. I’ve had my fair share of dicks and I knew this was a big black cock. I began to hear the lashing of the whip yet I had yet to feel it across my skin. That is when I realized whoever was fucking me was taking the whipping. With every thrash it sent his enormous rod deeper into my cunt. It wasn’t long until I felt his cum fill me up.

Master was not at all happy with his quick cumming and he was summons to pay for it.

As quickly as my gaps were filled they were unfilled. I was unravelled and the blindfold taken off. And just as I had imagined it was a big black cock. If I had to guess nearly 14 inches and he was now going soft. Because the other servant had not came he was released.

Now just the three of us in the dungeon I was instructed to tie down this man onto the punishment chair. Restraining his arms and legs. Next I was given some small gauge leather rope and was told to tie his cock off. I wrapped it tying a knot just under his cock head and firmly swirling the rope around his cock all the way to the bottom of his shaft having just enough rope left to tie a nice firm knot around his nuts. His package was throbbing I could just tell he was in pain. I was then led by Master out of the room.

I was left on the outside of the dungeon door as Master re-entered. I could hear this poor man bellowing out in pleasure and in pain. As I sat on the other side of the door playing with my pussy enjoying the cries of his tortured cock. My master has his ways of turning pain into pleasure.

Riding With Strangers

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Just another Thursday night, another job with another john. What could go wrong, right? Usually when I do a job, there are at least a few limits in place, mainly don’t kill me, don’t leave permanent damage, and leave me able to at least WALK AWAY from a job once we’re finished. The night starts off pretty per norm. Leather belts, wooden paddles, whips and chains, and bare bottom spankings. They seemed like a pretty solid group of guys, maybe one or two newbies. Wasn’t really my place to judge them, my place is on the floor, at their mercy.

First things first, me naked on the ground, crawling around with a ball gag in my mouth for their amusement. Pointy nipple clamps are attached to my sensitive nipples and hungry hands are roaming my flesh, pushing me this way and that. Spankings are administered, first with hands, then toys. The newbies are too rough, breaking my skin open too soon into the evening. That ruins the fun for everyone, the whole point is to draw the pain out throughout the entire night, I’m not supposed to be this bloody until morning.

The newbies are also too quick to bruise me, to break bones, which is sort of a rarity. They stomp my hands and ankles, hobbling my crawling to a snail’s pace. There is nothing sexy to me about any of tis and the other guys are put off as well. I’m bleeding heavily and barely able to limp out the door and onto the sidewalk when someone pulls up to me. “Help” is all I can say.

He puts me into his back seat, then drives for about five or so minutes. He pulls over and crawls in back with me, cock already out and leaking. I’m not wearing any panties, so it’s easy enough for him to spread my legs and thrust deep inside my pussy. It actually starts to feel really fucking good as he rocks that rod inside me and I’m enjoying myself as I feel him bust his nut in me. He drives me to the hospital and sets me on the sidewalk in front of the ER covered in blood and jizz. I’ll tell them I got mugged, or something.

Prostate Milking Lessons

prostate milking RobynHe put a pair of cute little black panties on me and a cute little lack laced bra. My black collar with it’s silver spikes locked firmly around my neck, Nipple clamps on and tightened all the way down. Ball gag is in place and leather cuffs locked on my wrists and ankles. Master has a lesson set up for me and I have to be shackled and paying close attention. It seems master has discovered the pleasure of prostate massage and I learn from the best what prostate milking is all about. Of course I can’t be free to speak or move while being taught, thus the shackle and ball gag. My confining state will insure that I am paying close attention and that I don’t miss any of the lesson before me. As soon as she is done showing me I will have a demonstrative quiz to insure that I learned well. If I don’t pass I know that I will be punished so I must pay close attention.

Dreaming OF Ivy

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I’ve been reading up on some other websites and my all-time favorite is snuffphonesex.com. The girls there are HARDCORE, more so compared to me. What really threw me for a loop was the number of dominant and dead sexy females on this website.

My personal favorite is Ivy, now THAT is one twisted bitch! I could easily imagine my worthless self on my knees in front of the terrifying Goddess, ready to take whatever she sees fit to give me. I could beg like the pathetic whore that I am just for a scrap of her time, screaming for attention both positive, but mostly negative. I could provoke her into punishing me, eager to feel those perfectly manicured fingernails dig into my flesh as she twists and rips my skin.

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My pussy is dripping wet, just imagining what she could do to me, her perfect stilettos kicking and stomping my useless flesh, breaking bones and bruising organs. Her perfect hands slapping and punching my pretty face, my blonde hair being pulled and yanked as I’m dragged across the floor to a table filled with instruments of torture.

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Knives dragged across pale skin, spilling blood in delicate trails, digging down into muscle and hitting bone. The lovely Death enjoys the liberties she takes with my body as she carves and chisels my body into a more pleasing form covered in blood and viscera. I’ll writhe and moan as the blade dances across my left nipple, the pain such a rush. I’d cum so hard as the Goddess slowly chokes the life out of me. Can’t wait to talk to the ladies at snuffphonesex.com and make my punishment dreams cum true!

Bondage Phone Sex with a Worthless Submissive Whore

bondage phone sex berniceBondage phone sex games require creativity and a stupid slut willing to go that extra mile for her phone master. In real time, you would slap a ball gag in my mouth and restrain me so you could abuse me how you want. But for phone sex calls, you want my mouth free so you can hear my cries, pleas and pain. Since I am a true submissive, I can restrain myself for you. Not as good as you could do it if you were with me, but I can put you on speaker phone then bind my ankles and my wrists. I can even tie up my big worthless tits. That is my favorite actually. I have these big fake titties which are the hallmark of a worthless fuck pig. I have learned to hog tie them until they turn blue. Because I am a true submissive whore, I can abuse them how you desire, sir. I follow all orders. I can burn them with a cigarette. I can scratch them with my long fake finger nails. I can carve your initials in them with a razor blade. I can punch them with my fists. I can pierce the nipples with a hat pin. I can even bite my own nipples off. These tits are as worthless as I am sir. Please force me to abuse them for your pleasure.

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Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

rape phone sex fantasies (8)Are you as much as a sick fuck as I am? Do you have some many rape phone sex fantasies that you are just terrified to tell anyone because it is so dark, so taboo, so completely disgusting? Who would ever understand the cravings you have, the yearning that runs so deep inside. Everyone else who deem you as a sick fucked up person and have you committed immediately. If your family found out they would probably never talk to you again. But it’s not your fault… just like it’s not my fault. It’s not my fault those bodies tempt me. The thought of getting pregnant gets me soaking wet. Being used as a Mommy whore and bondage whore gets me going more than anything else! I know that you’ve got your own little fantasies too…You’re okay to tell me what they are. I have no limits no taboos at all and I am the kind of woman who’s into the naughtiest things of all…the most taboo of all.

Hanging with my Master

submissive whore breanneMaster called upon me. Demanding I present myself in the nude. So instead of getting dressed I stripped myself of every article of clothing I had on. I had to keep myself some what discrete so I put on a baseball cap to hide my face some what and I walked to my car.

As I begin what is normally an hour long drive to Master’s den I can feel a pool of my wetness beginning to puddle up on my leather drivers seat. I make the haul taking nothing but the main roads instead of the freeway. I must follow his command as I know he has a GPS on my car. It seems as though I get stopped by every light there is. One guy taking full attention and advantage of the view he flashes me his hard cock.

Alas I am at my ready and willing Master’s den. I slowly make my way to his front door as he takes his sweet time opening up for me. Once he does he yanks me by the arm over the threshold slamming the door behind me.

I take notice to the noose like rope dangling from the ceiling. He commands me to lie beneath it as I do. At that moment he begins to wrap my ankles with the rope.
He then hoists me up and leaves me suspended in the air by my ankles. My baseball cap falls to the floor. He shoves a gag rag into my mouth making sure it’s securely in place he grabbed my ass and spun me. I’m now upside down, gagged, and spinning like a freak show ballerina. I love pleasing my master to his content.

I heard the sound of a sharp snap. It was a sound I was all too familiar with. It was~ Whipamina ~. The rule is when I hear the cracks of Whipamina’s voice I must beg for her to kiss my body. “Oh please Whipamina kiss every inch of my tingling body” I muffled through the rag. I knew it was only a matter of time until I felt the sting of his kiss on my slutty little ass. ~Snap~ ~Crack~ another then another. Oh my Master treats me like the bitch princess that I am. I am in such a dizzy spell with blood rushing to my head as I spin around taking all the licks from her.

Apparently I am welted enough to his desire because he call out to me. You filthy little bitch do you need my ointment? Yes, Sir I whimpered through the rag. He fills his hand with as mush precum his hard cock will produce and spreads it over my blistering welts. Instant relief became of my lash marks.

Suddenly I take notice to another piece of rope he grabbed. He beings tying my hands together at the wrists and begins to pull my arms upwards towards my feet. I am now suspended in a hog tie fashion. My head at the perfect height for his fat hard cock. He rips out the gag rag and begins to fuck my throat like never before. Shooting a hot load forcefully down my throat filling my stomach with his massive burning hot load. I can feel it tingle as it slides down the back of my throat. As quick as he came he left the room. Me left helplessly hanging there by myself. Maybe you’d like to hang out with me sometime……..

Will You Be My Daddy?

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I have a confession… I really miss my Daddy. And I was actually wondering if you would mind being my Daddy? I would just love to be Daddy’s subby slut! Since my Daddy abandoned me and all you know, I have some Daddy issues. I am sure though, you will be the perfect Daddy for me! I want Daddy to have a nice big cock to teach me lessons with and I want to learn how to do everything just right from Daddy, because I hear that Daddy’s really do know best. That really does make a lot of sense. I would do anything to please my new Daddy, you know. After not having a Daddy for so long, I am feeling extra submissive for my Daddy. And I would totally be okay with and understand if you ever needed to spank me or punish me in anyway Daddy, that is the only way to teach me and get me to be the perfect daughter. It’s not fair that you had to sit on the side and watch me grow up, getting this perfect little boobies and messing around with these silly boys with no experience when Daddy is right here to show me exactly how a real man does it, right? I would just love for you to be my Daddy, I would be your perfect little angel…and do anything to please you!

The Strangest Punishment

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By far, the strangest punishment I’ve ever had didn’t involve pain, just discomfort and sensory deprivation. Master began my initiation as his personal plaything by robbing me of my individuality, my sense of self, hell… All of my senses put together except for sight, sound, and smell.

Master zipped me into a skin tight black latex body suit, tied my hands behind my back, strapped a ball gag into my mouth, and left me on the floor.

For five days I lay in a puddle of my own piss, desperately clenching to hold my shot inside of my ass. No food or water, no relief, and what was even worse was the lack of communication or even acknowledgement from Master.

Even at my most disobedient, where I lie on the floor shrieking though my ball gag, writhing in my piss puddle trying to get Master’s attention, He just stepped over me and went about his business.

By day two I wanted to end our arrangement, by day three I just wanted to leave, but by day five I was in the most sensitive state that my body had ever been in in my entire life. I was drawn taut like a violin string with my quim trembling in anticipation.

Master didn’t say a word to me as he untied me, unzipped the suit, and physically dragged me into the bathroom and threw me onto the toilet as a rush of shit left my body. Still treating me as subhuman, Master tossed me into the shower and turned the cold water on high as he hosed me off, cleaning me fully with powdered detergent sprinkled on my body.

I’m dragged to the cleaning cupboard and am made to clean the messes I had left from my five day stay here. One thing is for certain now; I am deeply in love with my Master now, I exist only for his pleasures and his desires.