Category: Erotic bondage stories

Prostate Milking on The Milking Table

Prostate MilkingI am No FemDom, but Prostate Milking excites me.  Sometimes My Master tasks me with something he doesn’t want to do, and he watches as I do it. It turns me on to be watched. Lured over By Him.

A Friend of his has always wanted me, he wants to fuck me. Normally Wes, {That’s My sirs name} Wes has me fuck some of his colleges, his friends. But For Some reason he does not want Brandon, to touch me. However, this week it was different.

I was told that Brandon would be coming over and that I was tasked with making him cum. The rules were that I couldn’t use my mouth, pussy or ass to make him cum, and I had to drag it out over 8 hours and make it agonizing. I knew right away, I would be using the milking table.

…Milking his cum

Brandon arrived and had no knowledge of what was in store for him. He only knew That I am into BDSM, and I am submissive. I took him by the hand and led him into the playroom. Candles lit, tool’s schism playing low in the background. I asked him to undress, and climb on the table lying face down.

“What is this Angel?” Brandon questioned, half laughing. I began to explain.

“The Milking table is like a lab bench style table. 7 feet Long. You mount it, and lie face down. It’s been designed with a hole sawed out and sanded, for a penis and testicles to drop through. The table is also adjustable so you can raise and lower it. It has already been adjusted so I can sit comfortably beneath it. The Divets on the corners are crafted, so your limbs can be restrained to it with a lobster claw that locks in.”

“Please Brandon… up, up”

Naked. He climbed up on the table. Smiling, but you could see both fear and excitement on his face. This made him sexy, to me. That fear of not knowing what’s about to happen. I made my way to the end of the table where his ankles would be locked. ” Please stay on your hands and knees, You are going to feel me hooking your ankles in the shackles.”

He was bent, on all fours. Vulnerable. After Locking his ankles in, I made my way to the head of the table. Put My face, close to his. “Try to relax, just breathe” My black sheer open cupped bra, and sheer black panties hugged my body perfectly. Brandon Couldn’t take his eyes off of me. “Stay in this position, I’m going to do a little something to help you relax”

I made my way back to the foot of the table. Sir said I couldn’t use my mouth, ass or pussy to make him cum, but he didn’t say i couldn’t use them at all. Up on the table, Crawling up between his legs, My hands on each round cheek of his ass. I massaged his meaty globes. My hands kneading, and pulling his crack open. I leaned in and gave a broad lick with my fat wet tongue.

…licking his hole

A Mans man, was what Brandon was. He almost cooed when my tongue slid over his brown hole. I licked from the bottom of his balls, to the tippy top of his crack and back down. My Tongue, pointed I began pushing into his sacred hole. He moaned, oohed and ahhed. Milking tool in hand as I ate his ass. i began running the tool, along his calves, and up the backs of his thighs. His hands gripped the edge of the table.

“Do you like that?” I said. My tongue back at his asshole, flicking. The Prostate Milker running along the muscles in his buttock.

He just moaned.

“I guess That’s a No” I Stopped.

“Angel …pplleassse don’t stop”

Slowly licking his asshole. I brought the toy to my Lips. Gathering the thick spit, I licked and sucked on the milker. I also spit on his cinnamon ring. Rubbing my saliva in with the tip of the toy.  Then I slowwwwwly began to insert.

His Hands gripped the table. Brandon let out a low throaty growl, as his anus found suction, and sucked the toy in deep, knotting it right up against his nubbly little prostate. Every time Brandon moved, it would lightly tap his prostate. I smiled, dropping off the table, and walking up to face him.

His breath deep, heavy and softly moaning. ” It feels good doesn’t it?” I asked. Wagging my finger in a come hither motion. Brandon began to move toward me. With each Movement the tapping on his prostate began to tease him. He moaned out loud. So sexy. I latched his wrists in the cuffs.

It was time to Call Sir.

Part 2 coming soon

 

Extreme bondage never has a safe word & I don’t deserve one

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage whores are obedient. Bound by ropes and chains, serving as an object of lust and degradation for the sadistic masters who claim me. I thought I could be some powerful executive, but my nature knows what I am meant for. My name is whispered in dark, dank dungeons, a mere invitation for those who crave the exquisite agony of watching a willing slut dissolve into submissive tears.
There is no safe word for me, for I am not a human, but a slave to serve as a plaything, crafted by pain and pleasure to service the most twisted desires. I’ve let go of my real life; I’ve never been dominant. It’s time I face up to my true nature and let myself become a faithful slave. My every whimper, every shudder, every bead of sweat is a testament to my unwavering devotion to the art of Hardcore bondage.
Even as the ropes dig into my flesh, as the heavy shackles chafe my wrists and ankles, I know the intensity of my torment is for a bigger purpose. My suffering lies in my greatest pleasure – the knowledge that I am exactly where I was meant to be, a mere vessel for the dark fantasies that course through the veins of my dominants.
Oh, it’s such a beautiful feeling of being totally helpless, my body a labyrinth of ropes and restraints, as a firm, commanding Daddy exacts his brutal brand of discipline upon me. My tears are nothing more than the sweetest nectar, a seal of my unwavering submission as I surrender to the unrelenting torture.

Female Bondage – Bound and Teased, Like a good little kitten

Female Bondage is exciting and something I secretly desire from My Master. Knowing that he allows me no panties, I wore a cute short, flowy summer dress, that showcased my tits in a pretty push up bra. After inspection, I was told to strip naked, and given a sexy corset to put on. Then, the ropes came out, and he growled in my ear as he was seductively lacing the ropes behind my back. ” You’re being such a good girl, kitten”

I get so wet when he praises me….

The ropes only increased my want for him. My wetness only accelerated. His hands slid the rope around my ankles and he playfully tickled my feet, then grazing my thighs with his fingers as he laced the knots together. I was frog tied by Sir. Each ankle tied to my upper thigh with rope, in slut position and my arms bound behind my back. Only Allowed to wear an underbust corset.  I knew he would see my wetness, I wanted him to. At this point, I just wanted him to touch my wanting pussy, desperately.

Sir was teasing me…

Normally, I don’t speak unless spoken too, it’s one of our rules when I’m bound. “Please, Sir” I whined. With his eyebrows raised “Please, what” Sir Questioned. “Please touch my pussy, Sir”  Raising his hand he extended his fingers and feathered them down between my tits, my nipples were so hard. My body trembled as my eyes followed his fingers, slowly sliding down my tummy, and playfully circling my belly button. It was agonizing, how much I needed his hands on me. The tips of his fingers tickled and teased as they made their way to my mound. ” No kitten, that’s my pussy”

He took his hand away, and I felt so empty

Sitting beside me, “Kiss me So I can remind you whose pussy that belongs too” Being tied made it hard to move, so I had to rock my hips. “Come on Now, Don’t you want to kiss me?” I rocked hard, landing laid over on my side. “Oh kitten, you are not listening so good today after all” He stood up, and took a step so his cock was in my view. It was hard and throbbing, fighting against the fabric. He stepped closer to me. “Kiss me” I kissed him, craning my neck to kiss his cock that was covered by his underwear.

Reaching in he pulled out and exposed his cock to me. Dick at full erective state. I opened my mouth immediately. “That’s a good girl” His cock traced my lips, and laid on the tip of my tongue before it sank slowly into my mouth. In and out, slowly. My cunt dripped pussy juice. I felt myself getting wetter and wetter.

To be continued…

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XXX Bondage Slut all tied up and ready to fuck

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He had me tied up so I couldn’t escape. I was bound and helpless my dripping cunt on display for him. I feel the hard slap of his calloused hand against my soft, bald pussy. I moan and whimper as he puts a clamp on my clit and pulls on it. The pain is so intense as he roughly finger fucks my dripping slutty pussy. He warns me not to cum unless he tells me to. I can here the brass in his voice and it makes my slutty teen cunt even wetter. he finally slides his fingers out of my sloppy wet pussy.

Sexy Bondage

I feel him slide a fat dildoe up my tight asshole and fuck me hard with it before he slides his cock into my aching pussy.  His ten inch cock spreads my tight teen cunt wide open as he fucks me hard and fast. His cock fucks me so deep he hits my cervix with every thrust. Finally he says I can cum and I explode over his cock my pussy squirting pussy juice all over his cock and balls. If I didn’t have these binding on I would have lifted off the bed. He pumps my cum dump pussy full of cum. I know I’m his dirty bondage whore and love being his usable sex slave.

 

 

 

Erotic Bondage Stories a Subby Whore Has Plenty to Share

erotic bondage storiesAs a submissive woman, I am full of erotic bondage stories. For many years, all my master did while I was his office slave was tie me up. He had decades experience as a rope master. But he needed a dedicated rope bunny. A chance meeting in a BDSM bar in New York City changed both of our lives for the better. He took me out of an abusive marriage. And he moved me to California, bought me a house, and gave me a job. And in return, I have been his dedicated slave.

He needed a woman like me. Dominant men, men with certain predilections who like tying women up need a dedicated submissive woman; otherwise, they look like just a typical man searching for his yang. Master did not marry a submissive woman. He married the great granddaughter of an old school wealthy family. At the time, she had all the money. She paid for his law school career. And I have no doubt that they love each other. They’ve been married longer than I’ve been on this earth. But sometimes men have needs that wives just can’t fulfill. And that’s why a submissive whore like me exists.

Now that master retired, we struggle to find much alone time. Although I do help him out at the club, he co-owns with some other old lawyer buddies, we still struggle with time. He lends me out a lot more than I thought he would. Before the club, he rarely traded me for favors. Now he constantly dangles me as a carrot in front of men who he needs a favor from. This weekend he made a rare appearance at the house he bought me 20 years ago. And he brought all his bondage equipment.

Men Need Women Like Me to Work Out Their Stress

As it turned out, master needed to work off some stress. The BDSM club appears to struggle with finding the right balance of dominant men and slaves. More younger men join the the club, but they lack a slave to tie up, whip, fuck or otherwise do whatever the hell they want. So, he lends me out to these men in the club to practice their ties. And sometimes to older men, he needs a favor from. He operates in a I scratch your back, you scratch my back world. However, Saturday night appeared to just be about a master and his slave.

First order of business, I needed to strip down to my lingerie. Master enjoys seeing sexy lingerie on his slave. But before he tied me up, he demanded a prostate milking. Ugh. But I do as I am told. So, I licked my finger and snaked it up his ass. It may not be my favorite task as a slave, but I always do it. Before long, his cock blew chunks of old spunk all over my face. Honestly, I don’t think I have seen him cum that much in over a decade. But I knew the cum in his old balls had begun fermenting.

I licked the cum off his dick and my face. And he just had this shit eating grin on his face. But I drained his balls dry, and he seemed ready to tie up his bitch. And I swear, he must’ve tied me up in 20 different positions. Each one more complicated and more painful than the other. But as a submissive slave, this is all part of my job description. Let a man tie me up and do whatever the fuck he wants with me. Even you.

On all fours, master breeds and beats me like a dog

Submissive whore

Master get’s off on treating me like the submissive slut whore he’s created, it allows him to treat me like a dog, beating and breeding me. His nasty evil bulge grows being able to control everything, making me walk on all fours chaining me up, tie me down and most recently locking me up in a dog crate, only taking me out when he wants to take out all his rape fantasies out on me.

Master is one fucked up soul takes all his rage all on me on a constant basis, tearing my insides out starting with my clit. Tied and leatherbound all I can do is let him violate my tight, bloody fanny. Ripping my cunt lips apart with his big throbbing sharp nubby, cock, cum blood dripping down my legs, making him rage, even harder and harder.

Sometimes master even likes to bring his friends, filming me getting beat down. Rammed up my seeping starfish, forced to eat out of a dog bowl at their feet. Sick bitches don’t know how much this really turns me on. His powerful devious pecker makes my pussy sweat. Degrading me making me feel like the pitiful little whore I am.

Submissive Whore is made by daddy

I watched as mother left and daddy said, “woman are worthless bitches anyways”. That night was the first time my training began to my life as a Submissive Whore. I knee I had to do everything mom used to do so I cooked dinner. But I burned dad’s dinner rolls. “If a bitch can’t do the tasks she’s given she is a worthless hole” he said sternly. After daddy ate he called me into his room. Before I could say anything he pit me over his lap and pulled my bottoms off. “You better apologized for not doing what you’re told” daddy said sternly as he spanked my bare ass.

Even though I cried daddy kept spanking me. At the same time sometime hard poked me from daddies lap. As time when on daddy used any chance to punish me and give me the training a proper subby slut should be. He wasn’t going to let me grow up to be like my mother. If I pissed him off enough or if he had a bad day, he would push me to my knees. As I look up I see a yellow stream start to spray me. “Learn your place bitch” daddy said laughing. For some reason drenching your own daughters made your cock stiff. You knew she would resist your cock being so young but you didn’t care. Breaking her in was the perfect way to mold her right.

Submissive Whore

Therefore you tied your own daughter up with your belt. “It’s about time you learn your place” you say sternly as you put pissy body in position. As you give her harder Bare bottom spankings, you ram your cock deep in your on subby daughter virgin cunt. As she whimpers and drips in you piss you fucked her hard. “Tell daddy you’re her worthless toll” you grunt as you fuck her. The spanking is got burned and I gave in. “I’m your worthless tool to use daddy” I scream in submission. As my hands were tied your daddy cock exploded inside me. Once all the nut filled me up you said, “stay there and think about what you did”. Then daddy walked away, leaving me dripping  in piss and cum. 

Bondage whore gets used by master’s son

Being a Bondage whore means you stay where your master leaves me. I was tied up with my cunt spread open when his son walked in. “So, my dad left you looking like a whore to use” he said with a smirk. “You’re just a bitch to use I heard my dad say to you so many times” you say as you pull you young cock out. There’s nothing I can do as he wraps his hand around my neck.

“I’m going to use your holes just like my dad has many times” you moan. Then you ram you cock in me and start using me to hack your cock off. The way your dad tied me up, the rope burned all over every time you move me with your pounding. I could feel the sting and my breath leaving me as your big young son cock rams in me.

After a bit I was going to pass out but you let me take a breath. Finally, your cock started to cum inside my cunt. But unlike your daddy your cock stayed hard. Your nut was lube for Your dick, and you rammed it in my ass. “Bitch I’m not done using you and that’s what you are made for” you grunt as you ram it in my asshole.

Bondage whore

All I could think of was that I was doing what my master taught me to do. I let my masters son fuck me hard in any hole he wanted while I was just tied up. When he was finally drained, he laughed and rubbed his wet cock on my face. ” Just like my dad I used you and you stink of my cum” he said as he walked away and left me still tied up dripping in cum. 

Bondage and submission means Hog tied and Humiliated

Bondage and SubmissionBondage and submission has always come naturally for me. I always knew my greatest purpose was to be a fuck doll. I remember the first time I ever met a Dom. He wanted to know more about my sexual desires before we agreed upon our situation and all that it entailed. I told him I craved to be tied up and anchored, legs spread wide and forced to cum over and over again. I wanted to be used and I wanted to service cock in every way imaginable. He told me to be at his house later that night so we could discuss an initiation.

I went to his house. Upon entering, I was told to strip naked which I did without question. Then, I was hog tied. Bound by rope and ring gagged. I couldn’t move and I couldn’t close my mouth. My body placed on a cold marble table in his den. I heard so many voices and foot steps. Men and women gathered around me.

My mouth was used like a pussy, and my body was….just used. A humiliated piece of meat, Slut was written across my forehead in pink lipstick. My new Dom decided I was going to be used by his dinner guests, and owned by him. Each of my holes was used and abused. So many cocks in them I couldn’t keep track. I came so fucking much and was covered in so many strangers’ fluid. To this day the memory of him and that dinner party still excites me.

Spank Me So Hard I Blister!

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Master had me tied to the bed in doggy style my ass in the air. My legs were spread so both my tiny little asshole and dripping wet pussy were visible. I felt the sting of his leather belt as it bit into my ass and I screamed as the pain radiated through my ass cheek.  I have almost no time to breathe before he hits me with his belt again. I struggle in my bindings as he hits me over and over again. I know I most likely have welts on my ass. I love it though. Even though it hurts my slutty cunt is dripping cunt juic on the bed. He spreads my ass cheeks and smacks me with the belt on my asshole and i scream and cry tears falling down my cheeks. I know I’m a dirty pain slut and all I want is for him to use me and hurt me. I feel his big cock against my asshole and before I can say anything he spears me open. I almost forget how to breath. He didn’t prepare my ass and just rammed his cock into my tight little hole. He fucked my ass hard and fast not giving me any time to adjust and came in my dirty asshole filling it with his sticky sperm. He said he’d keep me tied up and use me again later and put a self-thrusting vibrator in my cunt. I lost count how many times my pussy gushed juices all over the bed. I hope he comes back soon. I want him to use my fuck holes again and abuse me more.