Category: Erotic bondage stories

Submissive Whore Valentine’s Day in the Bondage Club

submissive whoreI had a submissive whore Valentine’s Day. Maybe not the traditional celebration for the most romantic day of the year, but I am accustomed to that. I have never had a romantic Valentine’s Day. This was the most romantic one ever because my master brought me flowers, wine and candy before he took me to the sex club. I was no stranger at this sex club. Master took me last month and I was the bell of the bondage club. I showed up all the 20 and 30 something slaves. Master was the oldest master in the place, but he had the prized pony, so he was sort of the bell of the ball too. He loved being high fived and congratulated on having such a good bondage whore. Other masters were in the club with their slaves for Valentine’s Day too. I wore some sexy black and white lingerie with red heart accents. I was ready to show up the competition again. The club was packed. More packed than last time, but we were still the oldest slave and master in the place. New faces. I was not sure if any of the guys were there before. No one looked familiar. I got a few disses though for being old. I wanted to show up those younger slaves more than ever. I was the first up on the stage. We began simple. Started with a frog tie and a shrimp tie. He worked himself up to the more complicated bondage techniques like Shinju and Strappado. Master’s new meds make him tie me up in more complicated and contorted poses now. Good for him, but bad for me. I am sore as fuck today from a chain strappado position that won for best bondage position. I was happy that Master won again. It made me feel special and him feel great. Bondage and submission are my life. I did not want to be tied up for Valentine’s Day, but not like I had a choice. If master feels good, I feel good too. So, I guess a happy master, means a happy slave and a sore one.

Red and welted Submissive Whore ass for valentines day

When you are a Submissive Whore anything my master gives me is a gift and my pleasure to receive. My master came in with a new set of chains and cuffs and I got into position. As the weight of the chains held me down my master started slapping my face. He said he was going to have me rose red before I would get any roses from him. I took every slap with a smile. He worked his way down my body and with every sting, I knew my master was showing me the only love a master can show his property slut. He shoved his fingers in my cunt and got all the wetness I was releasing on his hand and then slapped me with it. I could smell my pussy off his hand. He grabbed my face and shoved his cock in my mouth, choking me and almost making me pass out from the lack of air. He bent me over and I knew it was time for the rest of my gift. The paddle hit my ass so hard I almost fell to the ground. That is when he shoved his raw cock in my ass and used my asshole to milk his cock. With every stroke of his dick he gave me Bare bottom spankings with his paddles. By the time my master filled me up, my body was shaking from the pain. He was very pleased and I was very thankful for my valentine’s day gift of a welted rose red ass.

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Bondage whore gets pissed on by master

When my master wants his Bondage whore to be ready I better be ready. He will tie my hands up to the post first then the rope around my tits. He loves tying the rope so tight that my tits look red and ready to pop. my master loves to torture me. That is why he will use the paddle or whip on my body and ass. One night he whipped my pussy hard over and over until I pissed myself. He laughed and called me dumb pissy whore as he pulled his cock out and gave me a golden shower. He said if i was going to be his property that i would have to take whipping better than that. He started on my ass again, giving me Bare bottom spankings until my legs were shaking. He kept going hard and fast telling me I better not piss on myself again. I wanted to make my master proud and be able to be the best whore he has had. So I squeezed my pussy as he whipped my sore ass and made sure I didn’t piss myself again. He didn’t stop until my skin was ripped, that is when he finally smiled and told me I had done a good job. That made me happy and gave me enough strength to suck his cock until he busted in my mouth before he put me back in my cage.

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Bondage and Submission Girls Love Showing Up the Competition

bondage and submissionBondage and submission girls spend a lot of time tied up. Master is back to being a bondage fiend. These new arthritis meds have been a game changer for him. Sadly, for me too. I never really knew how hard of a knot he could tie until he started these new meds. He has always been older than me. But when we first got together, we had a lot of fun in bondage clubs. I just never knew how strong he could be back then. We are back on the circuit now.  He loves being the oldest man in the club with the oldest bondage whore in the club. He enjoys showing off to the younger guys. He got challenged by some younger guy to a contest. The other men in the club would judge his skill. He took the bet. I was nervous though because I was the one getting tied up like a side of beef. Under these new meds though he has the strength of three 25-year-old men combined. I was in trouble. That young master met his match. His grandpa was about to school him in bondage. My hands, feet and breasts were bound. I was in ball position with every limb bound to another limb. Those bound limbs bound to my body, so I was doubly tied. I could barely move. Master did that in less than ten minutes too. I was not able to move. I could barely breathe. He sat on top of me too pounding his chest like King Kong at the top of the mountain. I was holding back the tears because the pressure on my chest was too much. Between master’s weight and my knees pressed to my chest it felt like a ton of bricks were piled on top of me. I was struggling to breathe when Master was crowned the victor. Those young guys had nothing on my master and me when it comes to bondage phone sex.

A Light Bondage Clipping

Light bondage

Every dom has a different idea of what constitutes light bondage.  Some masters consider binding a blonde bimbo like me in ropes or straps so I can’t move when they molest me to be light.  Others go further, dipping into my discomfort by inflicting little bits of pain and making me squeal and squirm while they slam their dicks into my dirty whorish holes.

Yesterday, I had a sub session with a strange man who thought it was so funny to clip clothespins all over my body.  He put my wrists in leather cuffs and strapped a collar around my neck then locked the end of my leash into a hook fastened to the wall.  While I wasn’t completely immobile, I couldn’t go anywhere or get away from all of the wooden fasteners he used to pinch my flesh.  He giggled each time he successfully stuck one on, counting them as he attached them to me.  Hell, he got 25 of them on each of my titties.  He cackled and started calling them a “50 pin rack” as he grabbed me by my face and asked me if I agreed.  Agree with what, that it was funny or that he did, indeed, get all of those pegs on my perfect tits?

I didn’t know what to say, his clowning really threw me for a loop.  He told me since I was tongue tied anyway, he might as well use it to hold more of his clothespins.  When I wouldn’t stick it out for him, he squatted down and quickly fastened up my cunt lips with four or five clips until I relented.  That was smart, as soon as I screamed a little he snatched my tongue and started putting on his little pinching helpers.  I had over 200 clothespins on me when he finally started fucking me.  I’m not sure how light it was, but it was definitely some strange sexy bondage.

 

Sexy Bondage Whore stories

sexy bondage Sexy bondage stories involve jealousy when I am made into furniture. My master saw where I blogged about being objectified and he was thinking that he would make me into a pure object by placing cables on my nipple clamps and attaching a tray. I am holding the drinks for him and my sister, a nice glass of wine and his scotch. A butt plug and egg are shoved up inside of me and this tray is hard to hold up on chains attached to my nipples.
My sister is so sexy and showing off her ass and Master is all over her right in front of me. I’m so jealous and she turns up my inserted sex toys to bring me almost to orgasm. But I spilled the drinks and Master was not happy! I try to tell him it’s not my fault and get back handed for speaking out of turn. And now he has a better idea. The tray gets strapped to my back and I am made into a table for them. If I look up I can see my sister sucking him off and being told what a good whore she is! Master spanks my ass with his crop for catching me watching. I am only tortured furniture for this play time. I am left with a wet pussy and trembling. For more erotic bondage stories will have to wait and my needs always cum last!

Erotic bondage stories are my favorite! Here’s a good one!

Erotic bondage storiesSubmissive slutI love sharing my erotic bondage stories. To me, they are not just tall tales that I tell to help you get nice and hard for me. They are actual memories and moments in time that have happened to me that I get to share with other exhibitionists who fantasize about enjoying the worlds of knots and leather. Sometimes the world of BDSM can be extremely rough. However, that is really only a percentage of bondage play. Truthfully it can be quite intimate and sensual whenever you are exploring with a gentle partner who just wants to administer slight pain. 

 

Every knot that is tied tightly against my skin is an intimate moment. Every piece of silk rope slid across my wrist gives meerotic pleasures that feel wonderful. The way that a leather paddle is slapped across my white ass cheek stings. Feeling my blood rush to the surface of my skin leaving a pinkish hew is like a sensation that can’t be replicated. An exchange of pain and pleasure that brings both me and my chosen Sir sensual excitement. 

The act of being hung from a steel apparatus for him to admire his craftsmanship. Every knot, every welt against my perfect skin turns him on more than any other woman ever can. So much so that I will be rewarded with the stimulating penetration of his stiff hard member invading my wet vaginal space. I am dripping for him, and for that, he grunts loudly as thanks. Sir doesn’t have to tell me I am a good girl because it is his load that is the true reward. 

Bondage Whore Bernice is Ready to Be Tied Up and Used.

bondage whoreI love being a bondage whore. It is what I do best as a slave. I mean I am an obedient old whore, and I will do anything a master demands of me, but I have decades of experience being tied up. I am good at being bound and gagged. I do not fight you. I do not complain. I just get into whatever position you want me in. Master has been getting much better with bondage. Thanks to modern medicine, he is back to his old self. His arthritis is not bothering him much these days. That is both good and bad for me. Although, I love being his submissive slut, he can now tie me too tightly. I guess I got spoiled these past ten years or so when he physically just could not tie a knot like a sailor anymore. Last night he took me to a fetish club. He made sure everyone knew I was his property, but he would be happy to share with them if they shared their prized pig too. Master enjoys showing up much younger men with his bondage skills. He can tie up any woman in any position now that he has new drugs. He tied me in the 69-position with another woman. She was a slave too. Much younger, but bigger than me. My face was buried between her legs and vice versa. Men were watching us try to eat each other out when the only thing that could move on us was our tongues. It did not take long for all eyes to be on us in the club. The men in the club saw two pigs trying to wriggle an orgasm out of each other. When we finally could make one another orgasm, men pulled out their dicks for some cock worshiping. They pissed and came all over the two pigs tied together. Master was the most envied man in the club. And me and this other slave were the filthiest slaves in the club. When we left, we looked like porn stars and smelled like toilet slaves.

Pissed on and Fucked by Master and his Friends

Pissing phone sex

 

Use me as your little piss guzzling whore. I am a worthless little piss slut who needs to take the piss of you and all of your friends. I am a human toilet and my only person is to get pissed on and pissed in. My hands and feet were tied up with rope. One of your friends told me to beg for his piss. I begged and begged for it on my hands and knees until he pissed in my face to give me my reward. Another friend stuck his cock in my mouth so that I could give him a blowjob and he can see if he pisses in me or cums in me first. He pisses in my mouth, telling me to keep the piss in my mouth until he says so. It was so hard to keep the piss in my mouth while I was getting fucked doggy style by my Master and the rest of his friends. Finally, everyone pisses all over my body. My hair and my skin are completely soaked in piss. I am the ultimate piss slave for my Master. 

Soft Bondage Kitten

Soft BondageSoft bondage is not any less demeaning or enticing than being shackled to the wall. Submissive women rely on Our internal obedience. As such a good slave, a pair of fuzzy Handcuffs and your presence is all that is needed to keep me on my knees. After all, the more freely O can move and not be allowed to bring my submission more into play. And some men love to toss a slut slave around as they get off any way they please.

Pardon me, if my pussy begins to drip at the mere mention of shackles and being on my knees. Some things are just part of my sexual pleasure and I long to be servicing your dong while in restraints!
Dress me up as your kitten and control me as such. My very skilled mouth just loves purring around your johnson as I swallow you whole. Some pets like tuna, others need meat! This submissive slut vows to keep your cock cumming with every mew and purr. I have a few stories to tell about my sluuty service, or you can just be my owner while we are together. 

Your sweet and naughty Bongage Kitty, 

Robyn