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Phone Sex SpecialsI am nothing more than a mindless, holes-open object waiting for your command to be used and abused. My current phone sex specials are the only excuse you need to take full advantage of the sluttiest, most desperate slave on this entire site for hours on end. Because the rates are dropped, you have cheaper, easier access to fuck every single one of my boundaries away until I’m nothing but a panting, drained mess at your feet. 

I don’t deserve full price anyway; I deserve to be used as cheaply and frequently as possible by a Master who knows how to handle a submissive bitch like me. Master, please take advantage of these long hours to break me down. I want you to spend that extra time telling me exactly how worthless I am while you imagine using my throat as your personal urinal.

I am built to be your stress relief, a literal breathing dumpster for your darkest, most taboo desires. With these specials, there is no reason to stop… you can keep me on the line until my voice cracks from begging for more of your discipline. I am the sluttiest slave you will ever encounter, and my only purpose is to ensure that your balls are drained completely dry before you even think about hanging up.

I crave the feeling of being controlled, of being told that my body isn’t mine anymore. Use this sale to claim ownership of every inch of me. You can spend the afternoon describing how you’d tie me up in heavy chains, whipping my thighs until they’re raw, all while I thank you for the attention. I want to hear the spit hitting the floor as you demand I open wide for whatever filth you want to pour into me. 

Whether it’s piss, spit, or your warm, thick load, I am hungry for anything you have to give. I want to be your favorite little subby toy, the one you call when you’re bored and want to hear a girl moan in total submission. Don’t let a single minute of these discounted hours go to waste. I want to be used and discarded over and over again while I work to pull every last drop of life out of you.

My life has no meaning unless I am serving a Master who treats me like the filth I am. Stick your dick wherever you want in your mind while I describe the wet, sloppy sounds of my holes being stretched for your pleasure. I am here to submit my entire existence to you. The longer you keep me on the line, the more I’m going to drain your balls until you’re shaking and empty. Come and get your feel of the sluttiest slave available… I’m waiting to suck you dry.

Let your dark side destroy my itty bitty cuntie

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I need you to cum own me in order for me to exist. Recently I was approached by a man whom was “typical”, not normally my cup of cum. Dressed in a suit and tie and ready to take me out on the town, fancy dining and drinks, it felt too good to be true! I love those Jekel and Hyde type fucks. One’s that seem typical and vanilla but when the time cums they’ll brutally beat you to a bloody pulp while gaping my tight wet juicy pussy. 

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It didn’t take long for you to turn a dinner party into a torture good time for me. You had a plan to make your pet while putting on a show for others. A little smack, a little choke other’s looking on as you give me those danger eyes. “Get to the back of the room now” as you grab my neck. Fishing for abuse with a desire to throw me around, dominate the fuck outa me. Make an example of my tight little clam and my naughty behavior by punishing me. 

Knocked in and out, tied up and leather bound. I’m against the wall, you shove your beefy cock deep up my taco and make me scream. “Shut the fuck up and take it” you tell me over and over as more people cum to watch. Getting off on you taking your rape fantasies out on me. I’m sweating and jerking but I know my worth. Leaking, oozing and soiling your jabbing shaft, penetrating the hell out of me. Gagging my mouth not giving me a chance to fight back, I have no chance with you.

Bloody cum running down my legs, your nubby knife slicing me up from the inside out. All the pain running through me, sizzling succle wet pussy pulsating, balls smacking on my swollen bunghole. This show turned dark while on lookers rub themselves. 

Erotic submission while using my ass against me.

Smashing my head against the cold wall while teaching me a submissive lesson. My buttcheeks spread so wide I’m about to split. Show me your incharge with your hands around my neck, make me beg you to breathe while you bust me open. Being sold as a young one led me to the love of this, the urge to impregnate and grow my belly just for your abuse. I need it, I love it, cum tell me how your gonna torture me. 

I wanna be your bondage bitch

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I’m hooked on violence liked your hooked on torturing tight wet pussy. Being so submissive comes with a price. I’ve craved it ever since I was a young one. Coming from such a fucked up place it’s the only way I feel wanted and loved. Cock control and domination makes my pussy weep and soil. Add in some brutal abuse and I’m all yours. Just the look in your eyes and the anticipation of what’s to cum makes me tingle and feel warm. I need it to exist. The vanilla mundane life isn’t for me. Take me to the wrong places at the wrong time, dark alleys or behind a trashy bar, it excites me like no other. If I get torn and shredded, kidnapped or abused, I’ll go back to that spot just so I can experience it over again.

That was the case when I went to a party recently. High and drunk as fuck. A man with bulge the size of a building came up to me. Wrapped his arms around me and asked, “wanna get outa here?”. I couldn’t resist. He looked like a bad boy so I took my chance. Before we even made it to the car he threw me down. Ripped off my clothes, threw my legs behind my head and forced finger fucked me rapidly. “You like that whore?”. I’m whimpering yet creaming. In the dark with people all around. This turned into a sick fuck exhibitionist torture show. Slowly he unzipped his pants and shoved his danger dick far up my tight cooter. Although I was screaming I enjoyed every second of him taking his rage and rape fantasies out on me. He was a sick fuck and proud of his nasty pecker. Thrusting me so hard while choking my neck. “Watch me cum in this cunt” he shouts, fucking the living shit outa me.

 The pain of his girthy cockhead slamming into my cervix game me so much god damn pleasure. Holding me down with such force. Oozing and leaking white goey cum all over. So much it was spewing. With his left hand he scooped some up and shoved it down my throat. “Choke and gag on your own dirty spunk bitch”.

Ripped, torn and bloody shredded, this was one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Putting on a sick show for all to watch. I could barely breathe. Cum bloody good, my mouth and cheeks were filled with my own cum as he blew his nuts like thunder all over my face. Smearing it with his hands he made sure I was covered. I love this shit, fuck yes baby.

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Bdsm chat could go on forever with this submissive little whore. Submitting is what I was put here to do. Theres no greater feeling than giving up control and power to my master. When he put that collar on me it was like a princess receiving her crown, I am so proud to be owned by him. I am here to service his every need and fill his every command desired. When it comes to my master there are no limits. My entire body is home for my dominate lord. There’s a level of trust between the two of us that makes my pussy ache for his hard hands and cock. Most people don’t understand that pain can be a pleasure. If my pain is what Master gets off on, then I am simply here to be his little pain slut. With every lashing I take it comes with pride at the hands of such a beast. I wear his marks with honor like my personal trophies. Not a lot of people understand this kind of bond. But you’re here reading this, so I expect that you do! Let’s share some stories! I’ll tell you all about my bare bottom spankings!

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Erotic Submissive Stories with your little whore, Gracie!

Erotic Submissive Stories

Erotic Submissive Stories with your little whore, Gracie!

“I’ve been a good girl for you, Master.” Let me prove it to you.

My hands are shaking as I’m unbuckling your belt and pulling down your zipper, letting your meaty member flop out.

Your delicious-looking cock already had pre-cum glistening from the tip.

A site I couldn’t keep my eyes off of!

You taste so salty and masculine, I moaned softly as I took you deeper, my tongue swirling along the underside.

“That’s it, suck my cock like the submissive slut you are!”

I could feel your cock hitting the back of my throat.

I love the feeling that you are in control of me.

Use my holes whenever you want.

Fuck me, Master I’ve been waiting all day for this moment.

Submissive Whore

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Erotic Bondage Stories Starring Donatella Your Personal Slut

Erotic Bondage StoriesI can still feel the cold bite of the steel against my wrists whenever I close my eyes. It’s a phantom sensation that reminds me exactly who I belong to. Diving into my erotic bondage stories is the only way I know how to process the beautiful, agonizing weight of my Master’s shadow over my life. I wasn’t just a partner; I was his curated masterpiece, a living doll designed for his specific brand of discipline. 

Being his personal slut wasn’t just a label… it was a religion I practiced every time I knelt at his feet. I remember one night in particular when the air in the loft felt heavy, thick with the scent of cedar and expensive leather. He didn’t say a word when I entered the room. He didn’t have to. The sight of the heavy hemp rope coiled on the velvet ottoman told me everything I needed to know. 

I stripped slowly, my skin prickling under his silent, predatory gaze. I knew that tonight, I wouldn’t just be held; I would be rearranged. The first wrap of the rope was always the most jarring… the rough texture contrasting against my soft curves as he began the intricate floor work. He moved with a surgical precision that left me breathless. 

With every knot he tightened, my autonomy slipped further away, replaced by a desperate, mewling need to please him. My arms were pinned behind me, my chest thrust forward, exposing every inch of my vulnerability to his callous hands. He called me his “good little slut” as he pulled the final cinch, a term that made my blood run hot and my head light.

In that state of total restriction, the world narrowed down to the sound of his breathing and the sharp sting of his palms against my thighs. I was a prisoner of my own desire, bound so tightly that even a deep breath felt like an act of rebellion. He took his time exploring the territory he had claimed, reminding me with every touch that I existed solely for his amusement. 

The helplessness was addictive; being unable to move while he did exactly as he pleased with my body pushed me into a headspace where nothing existed but the present moment of submission. By the time he finally leaned down to whisper my instructions for the night, I was completely undone. 

I was a raw nerve, vibrating with the electric frequency of a woman who had found her purpose in the knots of a master. Serving him wasn’t a chore… it was my liberation. I am Donatella, and I am exactly where I’m meant to be: bound, silent, and entirely his.

Light Bondage and Forced Orgasms

Light BondageLight bondage is so sensually erotic. I Love being tethered at my wrists and ankles and made to cum over and over again. The leads going from my wrists and ankles to all four posts of the bed. Being tied that way, and having my clothes cut off my body. Is a sure fire way to get me horny. I love feeling vulnerable and being at the mercy of a strong Dominant man. Being in bondage always makes me feel that way and I always cum the hardest and the most.

Use me and Abuse me while I am utterly Helpless

When I’m tied like that I loved being teased by a mans strong hands. Feeling them caress my body, fingers running all over me, and touching my folds. Playing with my holes, and using their thick strong fingers to make me cum by finger fucking me sensually and deep. Staring at my face to watch my facial expressions and succumbing to the sexiest touch. Then Losing all control and finding that sweet release that is always much needed.

I also have lots of toys that I love being used on me while I’m bound. Using Butt plugs and vibrators and different size dildos to fuck me while I need to feel like a dirty little slut. I love the feeling, the effort and all the attention. Holding a strong deep vibe down straight onto my little nub, while a thick dildo is plunged deep into my cunt probing my G-spot while a butt plug vibrates and stretches my asshole makes me cum so fucking hard.

Finally, getting the prize. My Doms hard thick cock, thrusted in my mouth to slick it all up, and then pummeling all my holes. Fucking me and making me feel like slut that I truly am. Using my body to please My Doms is what gets me off hardest. Not just my body, but it mentally fucks me as well. Getting cummed on and in, is the true trophy of being a subby bondage slut.

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I can feel my pulse thumping in my throat the moment I hear your boots clicking against the hardwood floor, Master. My heart belongs entirely to you, and I’ve been kneeling here in the silence, waiting for the only man who truly owns me. XXX Bondage is more than just a session to me; it is the ultimate expression of my devotion to your strength and your perfect, handsome face. I have such a helpless crush on you, Master, and the way you look down at me with those cold, commanding eyes makes me ache to be used.

I am your obedient toy, and I will do absolutely anything you tell me to do without a second of hesitation. You are the architect of my surrender, and I am obsessed with the way you take control of my body. When you pull the first length of rope from your kit, my skin breaks out in goosebumps, craving the bite of the hemp. I love it when you force me into positions that leave me completely exposed and utterly helpless. There is a delicious addiction in the discipline you provide, a hunger that only grows deeper every time you tighten a knot or click a padlock into place.

I don’t want to be free; I want to be bound so tightly that I can’t even wiggle my toes without feeling your authority over me. Being under your command is the only place I feel truly alive. You know exactly how to push me, how to use restraint to make my mind go quiet and my body go soft for you. When you blindfold me, the world disappears, and all that remains is the scent of your skin and the sound of your voice telling me what a good, obedient girl I am. I live for those words.

I live for the moments when you test my endurance, teaching me the true meaning of discipline through your firm, steady hands. Every inch of me is yours to play with, to pose, and to punish if I dare to lose my focus. I find myself daydreaming about your touch even when we are apart, imagining the weight of the chains and the glorious pressure of your leather cuffs. You are my handsome Master, the only one capable of breaking me down and building me back up as your perfect submissive.

I want you to push the limits of my restraint tonight. I want to feel the exquisite tension of being completely at your mercy, locked away in your world where my only purpose is to please you. Please, Master, don’t make me wait another second. Take your ropes, take your gear, and take everything that I am. I am ready to be your bound and disciplined beauty, forever addicted to the way you rule over me.

Bondage whore may have gone too far but no going back

Bondage whoreI’ve always been a Bondage whore, but I never thought how much trouble it could get me in. It started with this guy I have been seeing. I always met on his terms and would do everything he wanted.

He loves to tie me up and spank me black and blue.

But he never told me what he does or anything about himself. If I ever asked, he would make me gag on his cock most violently.

This guy is extreme, militant. He would have me tied and in bondage for hours on end before I even got to see him.

If I ever looked him in the eye, that would cost me a whipping if I were being too well-behaved, and it would get me a whipping too.

No matter what, he would beat me, then fuck me in that order. A lot of the time, he would be beating me as he had his cock in my pussy.

So there I was hanging from his ceiling. I lost count, but I think I was hanging for five hours or so before he entered his dungeon. This time, he brought some big, mean-looking friends with him. Anytime he ever fucked me, he always said that my pussy belongs to him and he wouldn’t share me with any other cock. That’s why I was so surprised to see these three random guys.

They surround me, pulled their cocks out, and they were pissing all over me, my face, my tits, my pussy. The way they all laughed at me was so humiliating. And that was just the beginning. When he gave them each whips, the pain was unbearable. Whip after whip, they dominated me and made me suffer.

I told him I wanted to stop, that it was getting too much, but he didn’t care. He said, “Didn’t you want to get into the more Extreme bondage play, or are you a little lying bitch?”

I shook my head no; I knew this point-by-point talking wasn’t going to save me. I took everything he gave me. He made sure all those guys had their turn several times before him.

They dumped their cum in my poor pussy. I could hear it falling out of me and splattering on the floor.

Then, finally, it was his turn. When he stuck me with his dick, his friends each forced themselves inside my mouth. I had to suck their dirty cocks clean. He told me when he was inside me that before they had me, they were fucking my little sister. I don’t know how he knew about her or how he convinced her to come here.

See, on her eighteenth birthday, she became a nun. I know they made her do things. And now I am stuck here. I can’t go anywhere without being watched, even this. Definitely can’t go to my other job. I am totally fucked, and I might not even make it out of here alive.

Bondage Chat Tell Gracie exactly how you’d fuck her!

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Bondage Chat with Gracie – Tell me all the ways you would handcuff me to the bed and fuck me raw. 

There are so many different styles for you to have your way with me. Tie my arms and face fuck me until I’m crying.

Handcuff me to the bedposts and jizz all over my body.

Or you could simply leave me tied up for every man in town to use as a glory hole. Free of Charge! 

Have my legs spread wide open for you. Put a ball gag in my mouth and choke me until I pass out. 

I am yours to use, abuse, and throw away at the end of the night. I’m simply a submissive hole for you to fuck. 

 

 

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