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bondage and submission

“Fuck, Donatella,” Bruce said, looking around the room, “you have bondage and submission shit everywhere”

“Oh yeah, baby, I love a little bondage,” “You into that kind of thing?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, walking over to him and running my hand down his chest. “Wanna play with me?”

Before I knew it, he had me pinned up against the wall, his hand wrapped around my throat. “You better be careful what you wish for, Donatella,” he growled, his breath hot on my face. “Oh, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a whisper. I could feel my pussy getting wet just from the thought of what he might do to me. He reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the ground. He traced his fingers over my lacy bra, teasing my nipples until they were hard. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he said, his voice low and husky.

I reached down and grabbed his cock “And you’re huge,” He howled and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.  “You want me to fuck you, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I do,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. “Beg for it,” he growled, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Please, Bruce,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. “Please fuck me. I need it.”

He reached into the nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “I’ll give you what you want, Donatella, but you’re going to have to earn it.” He strapped my wrists to the headboard, leaving me helpless and at his mercy. He stood up and started undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest.

Naked, he climbed back onto the bed, his cock hard and ready.  “You ready for me, Donatella?”  “Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer to him. He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, teasing me until I was moaning and writhing underneath him. “Please, Bruce,” I begged, my voice coming out in a whimper. “Please fuck me.” He pushed inside me, filling me up completely. I moaned as he started to move, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he went.

“Fuck, Donatella, you feel amazing,” “Fuck me harder then,” I said He reached down and grabbed my nipples, pinching and twisting them until I was moaning even louder. He leaned down and bit my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin as he fucked me harder and harder. “Fuck, I’m close,” I moaned. “Then fucking cummmmm for me, Donatella.

I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. He fucked me faster, his thrusts getting harder and harder.
He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot on my neck. “Now lets get to work” he says as he smacks my ass.

Bondage Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Your Submissive Lover

Bondage whoreI love being your bondage whore. The feeling of the ropes tightening around my body, restricting my movements and making me completely vulnerable to your every command is exhilarating. As you tie me up with precision and care, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and submission wash over me. The way you secure each knot, testing their strength before moving on to the next one, makes me shiver with excitement.

When you finally gag me with the ball gag, it muffles my cries of pleasure as you take control even more deeply. It’s not just about silencing me; it’s about owning every aspect of this experience together. And when those first sensations start to build between my legs – that ache for release that only comes from being so thoroughly dominated – there’s no denying how much I crave this lifestyle we share.

As we dive deeper into our BDSM fun, knowing that these moments are just for us and no one else will ever know what happens behind closed doors…well let’s just say it fuels an intense fire inside both of us. Your dominant presence combined with your skilled touches make me feel like yours entirely; owned by someone who truly understands what brings out the best (and worst) in me sexually speaking!

The way you tease me with your fingers or toys while I’m bound and gagged drives me wild. Every nerve ending in my body seems heightened under your control, begging for more as you explore every inch of my body. And when we finally reach climax together – whether it be through orgasm denial or intense stimulation – there’s nothing quite like the release that comes from giving yourself so completely over to someone else’s desires.

Being your bondage whore isn’t just about physical pleasure; it’s also about trust and communication. You make sure I am comfortable but also push me beyond my limits at times because you know what I truly want deep down inside even if I can’t express it verbally with the ball gag in place. It creates an intimacy unlike any other where we connect on a level beyond words or actions alone.

In short, being tied up and ready for whatever adventure awaits us is one of my favorite things in life because it allows us to dive headfirst into our shared fantasies without judgment or hesitation…and let me tell you – those fantasies are pretty damn hot!

Bondage Bliss: Rosalie’s Submission Obsession

Slave training

Howdy, perverts! It’s your favorite masochist, Rosalie, and I’m here to indulge in some hardcore BDSM action.

I’m your slave for the day—or night, whatever floats your kinky boat. Bind me up tight, leave me gasping for air. The tighter the ropes, the better the rush. Fuck me raw, leave me swollen and sensitive. My pussy craves the rough treatment, the deeper the better. Stuff me like a Christmas turkey, and I’ll moan with delight. But the real fun begins with the vibrator. Oh yes, that buzzing little devil is my ultimate torture device. Go ahead, make me squirt until my lungs are fit to burst.The relentless vibration sends shivers down my spine, and my body quivers in ecstasy. I’m a wet mess, dripping with desire, and the pleasure is ridiculously intense.

I can’t breathe, my vision blurs, and my body twitches uncontrollably. This is my idea of a good time, folks!

So, if you’re a kinky master or mistress, why not give your slave a go? I promise I’ll be a good girl—or a bad one. Whatever floats your boat.

Torture Sessions: Rosalie’s Bondage Weekend

Extreme bondage

Hey, Fucktoy lovers ! You won’t believe what I’ve got in store for you—a weekend of pure, unadulterated bondage bliss. 

Ive always been a bad, bad girl, and someone needs to teach me a lesson. My master is just the kinky partner, with a sinister grin and a bunch of toys. As i’m tied to the bed, helpless as my master brings out the big guns. Vibrator wands, shock collars—the works. The fun’s about to begin. The first zap had me  writhing, my screams echoing in the bedroom. But he’s relentless, bringing pain and pleasure to new heights. My nipples are tortured, shocked until they’re raw. But I’m a trooper, riding the pain wave like a pro. 

The vibrator’s next, buzzing against my clit until I’m soaking wet. My legs are spread wide, leaving me vulnerable to the next attack. The torture continues, and my juices drip onto the bed. The smell of sex fills the room, and my mind’s clouded with pleasure. Then, finally, the pounding begins. Master shows no mercy, ramming my swollen Cunt until it’s red,puffy and pouring with cum. My mind explodes in ecstasy, my body becoming a volcano of pleasure. Cum drips down my legs, mixing with my  juices—a sticky mess. My Master is a beast, showing no signs of slowing down. Stroke after stroke, I’m pushed to new boundaries. Left a mess, but the weekend’s not over. There’s more torture in store, and I’m ready for round two. 

Extreme bondage, baby! I’ve found my torture heaven. 

Stay extreme and dirty, you perverts! 

Rosalie’s Submission: A Bondage Slave

This busty slut  who’s found her calling in the art of submission. My master, the cunning dominator, has me under their spell, and I couldn’t be happier. 

They found me, a lost soul yearning for a master. And boy, did they show me the meaning of true pleasure. Their strong hands bound my body, a sacred ritual that set my soul free. A delicious gag silenced my moans as I was subjected to delightful torture. The sting of a whip across my skin only heightened my desire, reminding me of my place as their slave. But the true essence of my servitude blossomed when I worshipped my master’s most sacred parts. My tongue danced around their moist pussy, savoring every flavor, fulfilling my duty as a obedient slave. 

They treated me like their personal furniture, a possession to be admired and used. The cock worship, oh my, the way they stroked and sucked me, sending shivers down my spine. The rough penetration, the savage thrusts—each moment was a blessing. My master’s relentless passion ignited mine, and together, we soared in a symphony of flesh. As my body grew weary, their dominance showed no signs of fatigue. I was putty in their hands, a willing vessel for their kinky experiments. Bound and satiated, I found peace in my submission. My master’s odyssey was now mine, a perpetual journey of ecstasy and debauchery, a life I cherished.

Rosalie, your humble slave, returns to her bondage sanctuary. 

[Master], as always, I’m yours to keep. 

Rosalie’s Cock Worship: A Nasty Sub’s Paradise

Submissive slut

Hello, you filthy cock worshippers! Rosalie here, and I’ve got a nasty tale of debauchery and cock-induced ecstasy. Prepare to drool! 

That divine piece of manhood—my master’s cock—was my holy grail. I savored the sight of it, thick and pulsating, a juicy beacon of pleasure. With lust in my eyes, I dropped to my knees. The service began—a sacred ritual. I licked the juicy head, savoring the salty taste, while my hands pumped the shaft, inducing moans of delight. My mouth was his playground, and I was the happiest sub on earth. I sucked and slurped, using my tongue to tease and tantalize. The occasional gag only added to the fun! 

But my master’s cock had bigger plans. It craved the warmth of my holes, and who was I to deny it? I begged, pleaded, and promised to be a good girl. He obliged, sliding his meaty pole into my hungry cunt. The sensation—heavenly! With each thrust, stars exploded in my vision. My pussy gripped him tightly, milked him for dear life. My juices flowed freely, soaking his balls. 

I was putty in his hands, my body a mere vessel for his pleasure. He fucked me like a raving lunatic, and I loved every single second of it. My orgasms washed over me like tsunamis, each one more intense than the last. I screamed his name, my voice echoing through the rooms. When he’d had enough, he unleashed his load. I savored every drop, swallowing his seed like it was the sweetest nectar. 

A satisfied smile graced my face. Rosalie, the submissive cock worshipper, had served her master well. 

You wish you could experience this level of nastiness, don’t you? Too bad, you’re just a mere spectator! 

 

How to train men to be your slaves.

 

Slave training

Slave training. He was a man with a lot of money but his only desire was to be my slave. I was going to make him work hard and torture him at the same time. My slaves must serve me sexually and physically. This will be an experience he must beg for.

The first thing to do with any of my slaves is to chain them up. I need to ensure their security and make sure they don’t try to escape. I put him up on a long chain by his neck using a color. I gave him a little food and water in a bowl which I made him drink in front of me.

His job was to satisfy me all day. He’d feed me until I was full. I had him get down on his knees and clean the floor around me. While he was down there I made him take off my skirt, panties, and heels. I grabbed the leash and pulled him up to my wet pussy ramming his head into it. I pulled his hair and made him suck my clit, wiggle his tongue hard and fast right above my it. My slave has to satisfy me to the fullest. His face was so deep I could feel it on my cervix. I squirted all over his face, making him gag on my cum. 

Bondage whore does know how to tie a knot.

Bondage whore            Bondage whore does know how to tie a knot. Choices. So many choices. The slip knot, tom foolery, sailors knot, and of course you have the square knot. Bondage is fun and key. Next you add me the cock loving whore into the mix and we have a party.

            Now I will walk you through how to tie me up. Better keep an eye on me. Else before you know it I might just have you tied up instead of me. I do so like S & M. Let me play with you. I fuck who I want. When I want.

            Bit of a rebel in me. Cock sucking, bondage, add in the mix, submissive and you just know you have a whore that you will be glad to tie up. In other words, a Submissive Whore that steps out of line, needs to be bound and gagged.

            Fucked in the holes. Made to yield. Pinch the nipples. Put the clothes pins on them. Add electricity for an added jolt. Oh, to be sure I like that S & M. Bondage has so many choices. Tying those knots, I promise to be naughty and show you how to bind me.

            At the same time, be careful about what knot you pick. Else you may not get out easily. On the positive side you get to punish me when I am naughty. Misbehaving whore does need a good beating from time to time.

            What say you?

A good Submissive Whore always bends to Daddy’s will

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore like myself always wants to please her Daddy. I am so grateful for being bound and helpless. The ropes dig into my skin, leaving angry red welts on my thighs and wrists. My stockings are already soaked through, stained with pussy juice, I know Master is going to give me a hard punishment. 

I hear the sound of footsteps approaching, and I know that it’s time. Time for me to submit, to give myself over completely to the one who holds the power. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, preparing myself for what’s to come.

The first strike is sharp and fierce, causing me to cry out in surprise and pleasure. The pain mixes with the pleasure, creating a heady cocktail that leaves me dizzy and weak. I can feel myself growing wetter, my body betraying my desires even as my mind fights to submit.

Another strike, this one lower. I can feel it in my core, the pain and pleasure mixing and mingling until I can’t tell where one ends and the other begins. I am lost, adrift in a sea of sensation and desire.

And then I feel it, the touch of his hand on my cheek. He leans down, his lips brushing against my ear as he whispers, “Good girl. You’re such a good Submissive slut!”

I moan, my body trembling with need. I am his to do with as he pleases, his to use and abuse and torture. And what a lucky girl I am! He pulls back, his eyes meeting mine for a brief moment before he turns away. I watch as he undresses, his body lean and muscular, every inch of him screaming of power and dominance.

He approaches me, his cock already hard and ready. I open my mouth, ready to worship him, to take him inside of me and submit completely.

Because that’s what a good bitch does. She bends to her master’s will, no matter how rough the Extreme bondage is. For her Master, the pleasure is unlimited.

 

Cock worshiping on my knees makes me a good submissive whore

Cock worshipingCock worshiping on my knees, before you, is where I need to be. My mind is consumed with thoughts of being completely restrained and at your mercy. 

The thought of being unable to move, to be totally helpless, fills me with a sense of arousal that is almost indescribable. I long to feel the cold metal of handcuffs around my wrists and ankles, the tightness of rope digging into my flesh.

I revel in the feeling of vulnerability as I am bound and at your mercy. Worshiping on my knees is my ultimate act of submission.

I crave the feeling of your hard, throbbing shaft against my lips, the taste of your precum on my tongue as I pleasure you. I am your good submissive whore, eager to serve and please you in any way you desire.

I need to suffer, to feel the sting of a whip against my bare skin, the bite of a collar around my neck. The more extreme the bondage, the harder I come. I am a hardcore bondage slave, and I will always be.

Being a Extreme bondage whore is about pure submission. Spit in my face and slap that man cock on it. Treat me like the trashy cum dumpster I am.

 The feeling of surrendering control, of giving myself over to you, is incredibly titillating. It allows me to let go of all my inhibitions and fully embrace getting my holes wrecked.