Category Archive: Extreme bondage

She Demanded Extreme Bondage

Extreme bondageShe demanded extreme bondage. She was the Mistress to my submissive. Not that she didn’t have her own master. She was sent to train me and humiliate my very existence. Though This Madame did not know that I would be her slave willingly. I know how to obey, but women can be much harder to please. The first time my Mistress had me in shackles I was made to eat her pussy for two hours and she even took a piss break in my mouth. I was happy to drink her warm nectar. But that wasn’t enough for her.

She was incredibly skilled in withholding her orgasm. My face was nothing but a glazed slippery wet mess as she laughed and evil laugh. She was purely sadistic as she used chains to mount me to the wall. A hibachi wand was produced and a mask gag with a zipper was fastened to me. I was teased mercilessly as she tried to constrain my own orgasms.submissive sex chat

The next thing I knew her Master and two other men entered our sex chamber. I begged behind my gag for release and to stop the wand torture. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm longer than a few minutes which brought me full body spankings and lashes with the cat of nine tails.

I had been in extreme situations before but nothing had prepared me for a mistress and her two Masters executing me in the fullest sexual tortures. I was lowered and bound with rope and My zipper was opened on my mask. I let out a scream as my ass was penetrated by the biggest dildo I had ever encountered. Right now all I wanted to be is in my own masters arms, as he pushed me to my limits over and over. I needed his collar and his hands around my throat until I almost passed out. Instead I was here being covered and filled with cum, by a Evil Mistress and two masters who cared not about my existence.
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Drugged and Used…

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Have you ever been so drugged up that you can’t really see much but you could feel everything? Well I have and it was scary at first but afterwards it wasn’t so bad. So, if you haven’t tried, then maybe you should. You will feel everything and nothing all at the same time. I was injected with numerous amounts of drugs. What kind? I have no idea. I was stripped naked and tied up in the swing. My naked body exposed for everyone to see. I suddenly felt hands all over my body. Women and men touching me and tasting me. I felt tongues licking up and down my body, around my nipples and to my toes, back up my thighs and to my juicy bald pussy. I couldn’t tell what was going on or who all I was surrounded by. I just felt my body on fire and tingling everywhere I was touched at. My pussy was getting so wet from all of this attention. I had dicks in my mouth, pussy and ass. I felt mouths on my tits and clit. I was cumming so much that I eventually blacked out. I don’t know how long they used me for. I just know that I am so sore today. I would love to do that again.

Bondage and Submission with a Young Man

bondage whoreI want to be your bondage whore. That is what my ad said on a fetish site. I used this picture to tell men I was serious and that I had my own equipment. I was getting tons of responses and that made my pussy wet. I spent a few days sifting through responses and texting with the ones who seemed the most promising for me. It was hard to decided on a man to begin with because I never suspected I would have that many responses. Just a few months ago, I could not find a man on Tinder who wanted to fuck me. Maybe as time goes by, folks are willing to take more risks? I know I am. Master gave me permission for some bondage and submission games. He would love to be the one to tie me up, but he can not escape his wife. So, placing an ad on a fetish site, was the next best thing. I settled on Teddy. He was young for a man into bondage. I was hoping he would fuck me. When he arrived, he seemed way younger than 27. I joked that I should card him. Turns out he was 18. I told him he could not know anything about bondage because he was still wet behind the ears. He pulled his belt off his jeans and whacked me across the face. I could feel my cheek swelling up. My lip started bleeding too. He manhandled me for hours, tying me up in various poses. He tied me tightly. Too tightly. I was getting rope burns on my wrists and ankles. He was so young to be full of that much hate. He reminded me of my son. He is just as angry and violent. I did not sign up for hardcore bondage games. A barely legal boy used me better than an army of seasoned masters. I think I am in love.

Submissive Whore Next Door

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI’m the whore next door your momma warned you about. During the day, I’m an Alpha girl, a go getter. I run my own Maid service, and running a business is never easy. I’m not married, I have no kids. Why? I have never found a man who can handle the extreme fetishes I have. I love pain, I’m a true masochist. My cunt gets soaking wet every time I get hurt. Men never want to hurt me because I’m “a woman”. That’s frustrating as fuck and makes it hard enough to get laid, let alone to get my needs met!

One of my girls called in sick, so I had to pick up the offices and homes she would normally clean. My last house of the day was for a Police Chief. He asked me to stay a bit after, so he could ask me a few questions about our services. I was agreeing, picking up some cleaning products when he grabbed me by my ponytail and flung me into the wall. His hand was around my neck, choking me. His eyes were wild!

That man used me for the next three days! I was bound, and held in a small cell in his basement. He flogged me, whipped me, and even spanked my bare ass with his hand. He fucked me… oh how he fucked me. Spit on me, degraded and humiliated me for the worthless bitch I am.He forced himself on me, in my mouth, up my ass, into my poor wet cunt, again and again.

When he finally let me go, I was a sloppy, cummy mess. He had kidnapped me, basically, but in the end… it was exactly what this submissive whore next door needed.

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His Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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He said he had rape phone sex fantasies. I thought he meant fantasy. I role play all the time. I thought I would be role playing a damsel in distress for him. He was hot and wealthy. I was hoping we would keep on dating. We went out to dinner. Maybe for some it was not polite dinner conversation, but hearing his violent fantasies made my cunt wet. I like rough sex. I have never minded being called names or having my hair pulled. I like a good spanking too. I was ready to indulge his fantasies when we got back to his place, but I was not given a chance. The moment we got back to his place, he punched me in the face. He pinned me against the wall like I was a bug. He yanked my panties off so hard they left a burn mark on my skin. I fought him. I told him this was too much and I wanted to go, but he just jammed his fist up my cunt while hurling insults at me. This was no fantasy. This was no role play. This was him doing whatever the fuck he wanted. The more I fought, the more he hurt me. Eventually, I just gave up fighting. He nutted, tossed a $20 at me and told me to take an Uber home. I wanted a relationship. He just wanted to abuse me.

Fucking Me With Fists And Forearms

XXX BondageEvery hole I had hole was filled, black gloves covering the hands that fisted me. I was screaming through the cock I was gagging on, trying to cry and beg, but no one was listening to me. These men were elbow deep in my cunt, in my ass. They were re-arranging my organs, and there was nothing I could do.
For days I’d been trapped and abused. I was branded, hooked, electrocuted, beaten, and all-around tortured. The other day it had been baseball bats, but today it was themselves. They said they wanted to feel how damaged I was inside. It made me wonder, was I damaged enough? Would I be getting out of here anytime soon? Or was I doomed to live in this dungeon forever, just a toy for them to torment, to torture, to trap? They were fucking me with their forearms.
Never did I ever think I would have to endure this type of not only humiliation, but body modification. I knew my holes would never unstretch. They would never be the same. I would never be able to fuck a man and have him tell me I was tight again. I’m for what? Because they had found me in an alley?
They took me because they could. They took me, because now they own me. I’ve always been a submissive for, but now I wish the true definition of property. As much as I wanted the pain to stop, I knew that if the pain stopped, I would just want it to happen all over again. They were fucking my holes, the worst part? They hadn’t needed any lube.

Beaten Bloody – Hooks For Whores

Hardcore BondageHow many days have I been trapped in this dungeon, used and abused? I don’t know. Four, maybe five? I know I get beaten unconscious more than once a day. My pussy stays wet, and my bruises stay dark. Just last night, I was hanging from the ceiling by hooks. I’ve never been in so much pain, or so humiliated in my entire life.
They suspended me with what felt like a million sharp steel hooks. All through my tits, my thighs, my stomach. Even my poor pussy got a taste. It took what felt like hours to hang me, and then, they left me. In total darkness, with only the sound of my own breathing. Eventually they came back. I froze in terror, but my needy cunt gave me away. I was slick as a driveway in December as I watched six men walk in with baseball bats.
For hours, I was their human pinata. They would come, take a crack at my ribs, and watch me swing. The more I screamed, the harder they tried to get the candy out. They finally took a shot at a Grand Slam. One of the men started to force the bat into my abused cunt. He stretched me out. I was crying, and begging for release from my bonds, but a bat to the mouth shut me up. He started to fuck me with the bat. When I was right on the edge of cumming, my poor exhausted body doing anything it could to stay alert, he ripped it out, and took a swing. Full force, right to the cunny. The pain was beyond me, and I passed out. How much longer would I be trapped here? Was I going to make it out alive? Irrelevant questions; did I even truly want to escape? My heart said yes, but my greedy cunt told me no.

Kidnapped And Kept

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI didn’t know who they were or what they wanted. All I knew is that there were at least six of them, and all of my holes were filled with at least one cock. I’m pretty sure there were two in my ass. I was leaving for the night, locking up my business. Well I was heading to my car, someone called my name.

Stupid slutty me turned around, tripping over my 8 inch pump heels. My head hit the pavement. The next thing I knew, I was handcuffed, spread eagle, and blindfolded. It felt like we were moving so I guess we were in the back of their van. I was crying, but my pussy was giving away how excited I was.

They’re taking my clothes, my sight, my freedom. Now they were taking me, and using me the way I was meant to be. I was dripping, begging for them to stop while my cunny pleaded for more. I was slurping cum, sucking cock. I was helpless against the way they were raping me. Unwanted or not, my cunt wanted it. I kept cumming, getting wetter and wetter. That just egged them on.

The cock in my ass must have been at least 10 inches, and thicker than three of my fingers. He was destroying me from the inside out. The two in my pussy were equal sized. I was being stretched to my limits, choking on the cock down my throat. I couldn’t stop crying; I couldn’t stop cumming. Fuck it all hurt so bad. I blacked out. That didn’t stop them.

When I awoke I was cum-stained but unchained. Naked and alone in a dark room with a cold, stone floor. I was being watched. “Look, our cocksleeve is awake.” The pain was more than I could handle. And yet, I needed it all over again.

I Belong To You

S&M PornDo you want to know why my last boyfriend was six foot nine? I love a big man to put me in my place. I love being forced to my knees, his hand wrapped around my throat, making me choke on his cock. I would beg him to face fuck me all day everyday, if only I could get away with it. If I pass out from asphyxiation well that’s even better. I loved that he would just take me whenever he wanted.

Of course he could, I was his property. His proper little house whore. They say you can’t turn a hoe into a housewife, but I think I play both roles very very well. He would see me washing the dishes like the sweet little whore that I am, and bend me over the sink, ripping my panties off, and stuffing them in my mouth so I couldn’t scream and wake our little ones.

Then he would fuck my tight little ass whole Raw, am I sweet dripping wet cunt. Until he blew his load wherever it was that he pleased. Half the time, he would rip me around, tug the panties out of my mouth, and come right down my throat. Or, he would wake me up in the middle of the night by making me swallow his thick cock, ramming it down my throat while I was trying to sleep. That is my absolute favorite alarm clock.

I’m here to be used, like the submissive slut that I am. It’s been lonely since he went away, but I’m always looking for someone new to play with. I’ve got a void you could fill, or just a couple holes if that’s what you’re into.

Predicament Bondage For A Disobedient Submissive SLut

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I had been an awfully bad submissive slut. I was due for some predicament bondage from my master! First when he asked me to show up in 6-inch heels I wore flats. And as you know that is a big fucking mistake. My comfort does not come before his pleasure of seeing me in the proper attire! I knew I was in for Punishment when he put my leather cuffs on me and demanded me to back up to the pole he kept for restraint play. Clover clams were fitted on my nipples and I was attached to the bar. Them Master demanded my tongue out and attached the clamps to my tongue. If I were to move my tongue, I would pull those clamps tighter on my nipples causing extreme pain. Then the pole with the dildo was set up on the stand. He lovingly put my red heels on my feet as he giggled to himself, giving me a clue as to the nature of my disobedience. It hit like a ton of bricks in my stomach! The pole was inserted into me mere inches from my cervix. And my hands jacked up over my head.  Then I was made to kick off my heels and balance on my tip toes. The dildo was so close to my pain center and I moaned, making my nipples grip with pain as the clamps tightened again. I knew that I was his extreme bondage whore and I would not get away with anything anymore.

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Master sliced lemon with his pocketknife and grinned at me. Sour juice dripped on my open mouth and made me pull back my tongue causing me to endure more nipple torture and slightly release my tiptoes racking my pussy with pain from the inserted rode dildo apparatus. I had given the sexy new neighbor lip when she mistakenly accepted a package for my master. And He wanted to sweeten my tongue a bit. I was his bondage and submission whore and I was to act like a lady to men and women alike. When he texted her to come over and help punish me, she wore the sexiest thing in her closet. The look she gave me seeing me strung up and kissing all over my master would have been punishment enough. To hear him moan as she made eye contact with me and drain his balls with her whore mouth was more than I could handle. I slipped impaled myself and kicked the dildo away as I moaned and begged to please him! My tongue raw he unclamped it and my new sexy whore neighbor and he enjoyed me begging to please them both!

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