Category: Erotic bondage stories

Submissive whore that always cums crawling for more

Submissive whore

Nothing turns me on more than being your bondage bitch. Spitting in my face then slapping my ass. Make me feel pathetic while you humiliate the fuck outa me. I love the look on your face as you spit on your cock right before you slap my your meat across my face yelling, “suck it bitch”.

My sloppy wet gaping tootsie leaks white creamy sauce as you hold me down and choke me. Shoving that meat stick so far up me that I squeal like a pig getting bred. I don’t care what size you are or how much money you have, I just want you to fuck me up raw red till I can’t breathe.

Pull that throbbing pecker out, dripping oozing white alfredo juice as you shove back down my throat. I love how red your face gets while you yell in my face “you want more whore?”

Of course I do. Ride me till my holes are gaping open, nothing but the breeze and your dick’s thick cheese flowing outa me. Make me lick it up and kiss you, give you a taste of your dominating dick’s spunk.

Smear your fluids all over my face before you slap me for the last time. A bitch like me only deserves meat monsters like you. Cum give me more!

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex Includes Any Kink or Fetish You Can Think Of

extreme fetish phone sexA lot of individuals nowadays enjoy some extreme fetish phone sex. Most men become masters and most women become slaves because of some kink or fetish. My two favorite fetishes involved spanking and bondage. I love being a rope bunny and I love getting my ass pounded raw. My kinks. And two kinks that fit well with being a slave, especially with the right master.

Master called me to the club last night. And he called me there at the last minute because we did not have plans to see each other until tomorrow night. So, he knew somebody who needed my assistance. Or he just really wanted to tie up his favorite rope bunny. And it turned out to be a mixture of both.

 Master wants to land this guy who comes from big oil money. Master retired from law, but he still does wills and estate planning to keep money coming in. In his mind if he takes on a few super wealthy clients, he doesn’t need to work as much so he can stay mostly retired.

However, master wanted to show this guy his rope skills using his favorite bondage whore, me. This man seemed almost as old as my master. But way richer. They share a love for BDSM. I guess they got to talking over martinis at dinner last night and master thought if he lent me out to this guy to practice his rope skills, it might ensure he lands him as a client.

Master Dangles Me Like A Carrot to Men for Their Business

I always want to help master. I’m loyal to him and I owe him. But also, I always get a finder’s fee when I help him land a customer through any means necessary. And last night I helped him land a client by letting that old geezer tie me up and spank my ass raw. I didn’t think the geezer had it in him to be honest. But I guess if my old man can still tie me up thanks to modern medicine so could an equally old man.

The client is in between slaves right now. He lost his last dedicated slave a few months ago and has struggled since to replace her. But with me, he could practice and stay on top of his skills at least until he finds a suitable replacement submissive whore. This guy tied me up so well he left rope burns on my skin. Master has not been able to do that in over a decade. This guy turned my boobs into torpedoes and now they show blue and purple rope bruises in a checkered pattern. Honestly, never seen my boobs look like this. And they hurt like hell.

But master landed the client with my help, and this will be a very lucrative deal for us both. So, a little pain seemed worth it. Master is happy. The client is happy and therefore I’m happy. I became a slave to service men. And explore my kink for spanking and bondage. Just some days I get more than I expect. Perhaps I just bring out the best in dirty old men.

Submissive Phone Sex Women Exist to Serve Men Like You

submissive phone sexMost men believe I exist for submissive phone sex. Perhaps, I agree with them. Since the time I can remember, I’ve always been somebody’s whore. First my father ‘s whore. Then my husband ‘s whore. And now my master’s whore.

You could say I don’t exactly feel comfortable in the driver seat. But occasionally, I get a request from one of my phone callers to dominate them. And yes, I seem perplexed because clearly, they did not read my bio. However, I like to try new things. Keeps my skills set sharp and provides a challenge. Some boys see the tits and my age, and they don’t care about the rest.

And sometimes master asks me to help one of his friends train a new submissive slut. And I feel confident that I can do that. My résumé includes being a whore my entire life. So, I think I can provide something to that process. Some slaves seem born to be submissive women to dominant men. However, for others it does not seem to come naturally.

Sabrina spent the weekend with me for training. My master tasked me with preparing her for life with master Oscar. I don’t know if anybody can be prepared for life with him. Although master considers Oscar one of his oldest and dearest friends, he possesses a mean streak. And more so than any of the masters in this little group of dominant lawyers my master hangs out with. But Oscar goes through slaves faster than any of them.

It Takes a Good Slave to Help Train a Girl to Be Your Dedicated Whore

First any slave of master Oscar’s needs to look apart. He requires certain things like nipple clamps, and butt plugs to be always worn. And lingerie that exposes the genitals. Although I consider master Oscar old as dirt, Viagra keeps him fucking like a 20-year-old again. Much like it does my master.

So, I needed to train Sabrina on how to keep a butt plug in her ass for hours at a time. And get her used to nipple clamps. The younger generation does not instinctively want to be anybody’s slave. You need to break them in and train them to the master’s will. My generation however, understood tit for tat. I knew the trade-off. And I agreed to it.

And now I’m training young slaves with butt plugs, and nipple clamps. I am teaching them how to take a whooping on their bare ass as well as become comfortable getting fucked at will. And I accomplished my mission with Sabrina.

I’m good at slave training other slaves. She will need a lot more lessons to be the perfect little cunt for master Oscar, but I will get her there before her debut as his whore. It takes a good slave to train another woman to be a good slave. And since I’ve been a slave my entire life to one man or another, I know I can train your woman too.

Phone Sex Specials Gets You EASIER Access To FUCK Donatella

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

Submissive whore

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. 

Let me be your submissive whore

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

Submissive whore

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.

Bdsm Chat With Submissive Whore Cydney

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.