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Cock worshipingCock worshiping is what I do best. When I met Sam today, I immediately went down on my knees as his submissive little cum slut and gave him exactly what I knew he wanted. My mouth. I took it all in, deep into the back of my throat. The drool dripped from my mouth and onto his shaft, then down onto his balls. I tickled and teased him with my tongue.

I could feel his dick jumping and his muscles tightened and I knew he was nearing orgasm. I reached around and stuck a finger in his tight asshole and milked his prostate for an extremely intense orgasm. I just love it when my man grabs me my the back of the hair and grunts a primal grunt that only happens when you are totally in the moment. It’s only then that I feel like I’ve done my job as his submissive whore.

After shooting his load into the back of my throat, I realized that he was not done with me. He had a friend come in and stick his cock right in my face. As a good little submissive, I opened up and choked it down. There was a raw spot on my throat from the head of his cock bouncing off of my tonsils. I’d done my job.

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Leaving Me Wanting

female bondageYou tell me you want me in the basement this morning. Usually our basement time is in the evenings after you return from work, but the change in routine excites me. Downstairs you have me lay down, and you begin to shackle me. I am sad that you don’t have the ropes out, because I love they way they feel on my skin, but excited by the new shackles. You seem to have rigged some sort of pulley system that you attach to my nipples. The system pulls them tight and then releases them, keeping them arroused. Once you have secured my arms and legs in the position you like, you add a large vibrator to the pulley. As both nipples are pulled tight, the vibrator comes down making contact with my pussy, sending a thrill thoughout my body. That thrill was not to last because it was then lifted away. Back and forth they go, a minute of nipple stimulation, a minute of clit stimulation, and then nothing for a few minutes. This cycle continues, not enough to get me off, just enough to keep me wanting. You watch in amusement as I desperatly arch my hips trying to make contact with something, but having no luck. Then you turn to leave, saying you were going to be late to work. You leave me alone and shackled, with this numbing cycle going over and over, keeping me aroused, and wanting more. I wonder if I will be left here all day or if you will come home at least for lunch and release me. I fear I will be kept in this state of hunger for a long time. I know now why I am laying on this black plastic. My cunt is dripping and I can already feel a pool of fluids forming. I will be  a real horny mess but the time you return.

Ropes excite me..

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Just watching him pull out the ropes makes me wet. Knowing they are going to be digging into my skin, rubbing me raw in some places.. But rubbing me so good in the right places. He knows I will do anything he tells me to. I can feel the blood rushing to my clit as he ties me in a harness at my hips. He told me to lay down and to stay upside down. He hoisted me up slowly and as the rope became tighter and tighter against my pussy.. I was already moan and getting ready to cum swinging back and forth upside down. I can feel myself wanting to flip right side up.. If I twist the wrong way I know I would rip my clit off. Then I felt a list Ice cold mist of crystals. There he stood with the hose in his hand, with his head cocked he turned the powerful hose on full blast right in my face.

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I tried to turn upright and felt my clit being pinched just a little bit! I couldn’t take it. I tried to swing back and forth out of the spray of those hose but I couldn’t get away. Finally the water stopped, I tried to catch my breath and he started throat fucking me until I puked on his cock. Then it was time again for the hose… My throat is raw from how many times he throat fucked me!

Binding Myself In The Hotel

bondage whoreWhen you announced we were going on a road trip, I thought that meant a break from our BDSM lifestyle as it did the last time we went on a trip. It is a little harder to practice bondage in hotel rooms with no pulleys, hanging hooks, or any of our other assorted bondage equipment. I was soon to find out I was wrong about this trip. While I experienced relative freedom on the car ride, things changed when we arrived at the first hotel on our trip. In the room, you demanded I lie on the floor face down. You told me you were not going to tie me up but I was going to restrain myself from movement. You told me I was to take my feet into my hands and maintain that position. I was not to drop my legs for any reason or there would be consequences. This mental domination was more difficult than being bound with ropes. When the ropes are holding me, I am able to let myself go into that special place in my mind. Holding myself, I found that I must remain focused on my body and what it is doing. This position spread my pussy open wide and I could feel the wetness leaking from me. You sat in the chair and although you seemed to be watching tv, I knew you had a perfect view of me in your peripheral vision, which meant you could see how wet my gaping pussy was. After what seemed like eternity, you finally approached me. Getting on your knees behind me, you lifted my legs to your lap, instructing me not to let go. As I held my legs in place, you entered me, filling my stretched pussy completely. You put your hands on my calves and started moving me on your cock. With my arms stretched behind me and my legs up, my abdomen was rounded on the floor. As you moved me, it was almost a rocking chair motion that I was moving in. In this position, your balls slapped my stretched cunt on every stroke, perfectly connecting with my clit. My clit couldn’t handle much pounding before I was begging you to allow me to come. Thankfully you granted permission. As my orgasm started, my pussy muscles clenched tightly around your cock. The pressure was too much for you to bear and you were soon filling my pussy with your warm cum. As we prepare for bed, I am wondering what sort of fun lies ahead for Day 2 of our road trip.

Submissive Whore for Slave Bondage

submissive whoreThis submissive whore loves slave bondage. Several decades ago, I was my father’s slave.  Now I am my Master’s slave. I serve him every way he wants. He was hosting a party for some clients this past weekend. I was to be the hostess. I knew it would be more than taking coats and serving drinks. It always is more.  I did not realize I would be tied up for the party. My legs and ankles were bound. I was naked of course. My breasts were hog tied until they looked like torpedoes. Do you know how difficult it is to walk in stilettos with your ankles bound and your hands tied behind your back? I had to make it look like an art form or be punished.

slave bondageI managed. I am a seasoned bondage whore after all. I couldn’t serve drinks, but I could take cum. That was really my job. To drain the balls of Master’s guests. Master didn’t want me just giving blowjobs. That was too basic. I gave prostate massages with my tongue.  I have a long tongue, according to Master. I was more accustomed to using my fingers to drain the prostate, but if this is what amused Master, I would find a way to make it work. I was human toilet paper. I licked dirty asses, sucked dirty dicks and drained balls into mason jars. By the time the party was winding down, I had amassed several jars of cum. I knew Master had an ultimate plan. This party was less about draining prostates and more about humiliating his favorite slave.

bondage whoreI was forced on my knees in front of the party guests. Master yanked my red mane back to open my mouth as jars of fresh sperm were poured down my throat. I took the term cum guzzler to new heights. It was hard not to puke up cum. It was so thick, plus the sheer volume of it would have made a gay porn star gag. I consumed over 100 ounces of fresh cum. So much cum that I was literally sick to my stomach for days. But Master was pleased, as were his guests, so that is all that matters. A good whore does what she is told.

Sexy Bondage Roll Play

sexy bondage robynHe rented me for the day fair and square. Master has another submissive bitch he is training today any way.

He gave me a sexy little out fit and told me I was an FBI agent. i would break into your house to look for and recover a flash drive. Those are the only instructions I was given with the clothes in the pool house.

I had no idea where to look for this flash drive, What the lay out of the house is. If I will have to avoid people in the house. If there are cameras and where they are. If I am supposed to resist if I get caught or if I am supposed to be a good submissive and wave the proverbial white flag.

I stand there for several minutes not sure if I should just go or not, my stomach in knots. Finally I throw caution to the wind and head toward the house.

I sneak inside and begin my search. this is nerve racking not  knowing what is around the next corner or what to expect.

Then out of no where there he was. He grabbed me from behind, arm around my neck hand over my mouth, dragging me across the floor. He shoved me down on my knees and made me intertwine and lock my fingers behind my head.

He had captured me and now he could do anything he wanted to me. Walking around me and surveying the situation. i could see the wheels turning in his head as he took the cuffs from my waste and clicked them on to my wrists. He grabbed them and dragged me down some stairs into a sex room like none I have ever seen. I was blind folded in an instant and he began his sexy bondage game.

It wasn’t rough and it wasn’t painful but it was very erotic and he was in complete control.

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Master had the idea of going to a bondage party, so we did. It was amazing and I loved it. We are always looking to try new experiences. They had every form of bondage and submission displayed imaginable. From the most extreme acts like pussy sewing and stapling, and cock torture to the more vanilla bondage play. I noticed Master really intrigued with the torture side of bondage more than anything and the thought of having my pussy stapled I am not going to lie had me quivering and made me cringe. But to be honest I am the sub who will give into her Master at anything he desires. I know eventually our playtime will become more involved in the whole extreme direction. It is just what Master seems to like best. And he is slowly working his way there. Before long he will have daggers fucking my pussy and who knows what else. But as long as he is happy so am I. Hell there was one girl who had a cactus shoved in her cunt. Not sure if that can even be pleasurable but if Master wanted that I certainly would do my best to give him exactly what he wished for.

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Tonight Is The Night

submissive whore robynTonight is the night that Master invites all his friends over that love to humiliate me.
The morning started just like it always dose when we are going to have an evening centered around their pleasure and my shame.
Before he left for work he locked me in my cage with no food or water. I will be here until they arrive and long after. I have already pissed all over myself. I couldn’t hold it any longer.
But that is what makes him happy. He wants me to smell of urine when the fun starts.
They will spend the evening pissing all over me in the cage. By the end of the night I will be covered in sticky cum and potent piss. My hair will be matted and I will be totally humiliated as their piss whore.
They love golden showers when they have me to piss on.
Finally they will pull me from the cage and they will fuck me mercilessly, shoving their piss covered cocks in all my holes, making me swallow their cum and piss until they have had enough.
I will be shoved back in my cage at the end of the night and not allowed to shower until in the morning.
is it wrong that my pussy is wet knowing what is cumming?

Bound And Waiting

Bondage chatYou left me bound and waiting. Waiting for your return. Time is irrelevant. I have no idea how long I have been tied up here, or how much longer I will be. I only know that I wait. Is this my punishment for some unknown infraction? My pussy is on fire. I need to be touched and used. I need to be filled. I am greedy and undisciplined. I know that it displeases you when I am undisciplined and begging but I can’t help it. I have been waiting so long. Tied up and naked. My nipples ache for your touch. Whether gentle or rough makes no difference. The just ache to be  touched. My pussy aches to be fucked. My ass aches to be claimed. Please come home soon. Your slave anxiously awaits.

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I was bound tightly. My head gear was attached to anal hook by a very short rope, keeping my neck extended backward. If I tried to straighten my neck it pulled the hook tighter and deeper into my ass. My legs were held wide by a spreader bar. My wrists were bound so tightly they were beginning to turn purple. My arms were stretched so far from the wall that my arms were bound to, my body was almost horizontal.

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The strain to my neck prevented me from looking behind me. I never saw you approaching with the cat-o-nine tail. I only felt it as it lashed across my bare bottom the first time. The delicious pain of the whip, coupled with the surprise of the unknown made my pussy instantly wet. You continue to bring the tail down onto my ass, leaving the red marks you find so erotic. I am so incredibly turned on at this time. I wonder how much of the pain I will endure before you fulfill me on this night.

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