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Erotic Bondage Stories Are A Crucial Part Of Slave Training

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“Kneel, slut. Now.”

 

The command hits me like a physical blow, and I drop instantly. My knees slam into the hardwood floor, my back straight, chest pushed out, and hands clasped firmly behind my ass. This is my default state. I don’t speak unless spoken to, and when I do, every sentence must start and end with the proper acknowledgment of my Master’s status.

 

“Yes, Master. I am ready for my instructions, Master,” I moan, keeping my eyes locked on his boots.

 

He reaches down, grabbing a handful of my hair and yanking my head back so I have to look up at him. “Remind me of the speech rules, Edith.”

 

“I am a mindless, fucking hole, Master. I only speak to praise you or beg for your cock, Master,” I gasp, my breath hitching.

 

He sneers, his thumb pressing hard into my cheek. “And your posture when you aren’t kneeling?”

 

“I must keep my legs parted and my back arched, Master. I am never to close my thighs or hide my pussy from your sight, Master.”

 

He lets go of my hair, letting my head snap forward. “Good. You’re starting to remember. Now, crawl over here and lick the dust off my shoes. Use your tongue, slut. I want to feel every wet swipe.”

 

I don’t hesitate. I drop my chest to the floor, crawling forward on all fours, my tits swinging. I press my face against the leather, my tongue darting out to lap at the soles of his boots. I can smell the street and the scent of his power, and it makes my pussy soak through my thin lace panties. I’m nothing but a tool for his pleasure, and the strictness of it makes me ache

Master Sent Me to a Rival BDSM Club for Intel and I Became a Gangbang Phone Sex Whore

gangbang phone sexAs a submissive woman, sometimes, I find myself in gangbang phone sex situations. And that ends well. At least not for me. Master summoned me to a different BDSM club over the weekend. I thought to check out the competition. Master would never have sent me if he knew what would happen. He does not pimp me out to total strangers.

This club looked Gothic almost. Big heavy door and a castle-like structure. When I arrived, the California sunset created a magical glow against the backdrop of this club. The club resembled a cavern. Heavy smoke permeated the air. Strobe lights pulsed like a heartbeat. The air smelled thick of leather, sweat, and sex. Sort of an intoxicating scent.

My big tits felt on display in my leather corset top. And each step I took made them bounce. Although I felt scared, my nipples betrayed me. So did my pussy. I felt my juices soaking my pink panties making them cling to my cunt like a second skin.

This club looked so different than ours. Plus, it looked frightening. I scanned the room and tried to take as many mental notes as possible. I went there on a mission. However, I did intend to fuck anyone or get myself tied up as a bondage whore either. But I felt eyes on me. No doubt, they saw me as new meat and a stranger.

Although I am an Owned Slave, Other Men Still Enjoy Using Me

Suddenly, men swarmed me like hungry vultures. Five of them, maybe six. Muscular, tall, strong looking men. They did not smile. They just swarmed me like vultures. One grabbed my wrist, another my arm, and a third one grabbed my throat. Rough, calloused hands. I could tell they did manual labor for work. I begged them to let me go.  “Please,” I whispered, “I came to this club by mistake.” But they did not stop nor did they let me go along my way.

They spun me around, shoved me towards the center of the room. That’s when I saw a St. Andrew’s cross on a table instead of hanging on a wall. One of the men hoisted me up in the air by my nipple. While another man slapped some leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I feared they might nail me to the cross. What did master get me into? On the count of three, they lifted me in unison on to the cross.

The cuffs felt tight. The men secured me on the cross spread-eagle with my tits exposed and my legs forced apart. One of them ripped my panties from my body leaving me completely naked. Another man hovered over me. He looked evil and strong.  With his cock already out, he grabbed my chin, tilted my head back, and shoved his dick deep into my mouth. Forced cock worshiping followed.

I Went to a Rival BDSM Cub and Accidentally Became a Gang Bang Whore

I opened my mouth wide, gagging immediately as he rammed his meaty dick down my throat. While he fucked my face, fast and brutally, another man used my tits for boxing practiced. And yet another guy spread open my meat curtains in preparation for his cock. Then his cock slammed balls deep in my owned pussy. My cunt clenched his cock desperate for air. My pussy lips gripped his shaft like a vice grip. And he began pounding my pussy, hard and fast. Before long, it felt like both cocks thrust into my mouth and cunt in unison. I could barely breathe.

The first man in my mouth pulled out. And when he did, I gasped for air. As he slapped his cock against my cheek, he asked me if I wanted more. But I told him no. That fell on death ears. With the first two men finished with me, they switched out men. Two more lined up to take their place. But these two men looked bigger, and thicker.

They pushed their veiny monsters into my pussy and ass like their predecessors. And I cried out in pain. Balls slapped against my wet cunt and chin. I got lost in the pain and the pleasure. This felt like raw animal fucking. Time blurred. And two more cocks went into my fuck holes. Would this ever end, I wondered?

What Happened at that BDSM Club Shall Stay at That BDSM Club

I sucked the third cock in my mouth greedily, making my tongue swirl around the thick head. A third man mounted my pussy, grunting like a beast. I felt my orgasm building like a tidal wave. Although I did not want to cum because it felt like a betrayal to master, I could not control myself. As started to orgasm, two more men stepped up to the plate to finish me off.

A new cock in my pussy, but this time, one in my ass instead of my mouth. They double stuffed me to the brim. Hours passed. I lost count of how many men used me. And how long I endured this BDSM gang bang. However, my pussy felt drenched. My limbs trembled. And my breathing became labored. They used me like a bitch in heat. Master would not be happy. But this felt like his fault. He sent me into a den of lions. And they devoured me.

Spanking phone sex gives this submissive whore the release she needed

Spanking phone sex, last week had fucked me raw between work, stress, every asshole wanting something from me until I was empty and desperate for the sting from my Master. Friday night I was already on all fours for Master Beast, ass shoved high, cunt gaping and leaking for his force. I needed him to beat the shit out of me. His strong hand cracked down hard. The slap exploded across both of my ass cheeks and I yelped, pussy clenching so hard a fresh gush of cream came rushing out. He didn’t stop. Palm after heavy palm turned my ass into a furnace. My fleshy ass  jumped, jiggled, burned. I ground my soaked cunt against nothing, smearing slick all while I begged down my thighs like the filthy whore I am. Harder, Maste wreck my fucking ass! That’s when the leather strap came next. It bit down deep, raising fat, throbbing welts that pulsed with my clit. Every stroke sent a shock straight to my hole. Tears and spit ran down my chin. My asshole winked. My cunt was throbbing. He laid the strap on until both cheeks were pure fire engine red, swollen, striped, and so hot they radiated the heat and friction. The welts were there and I fucking live for them! I came just from the pain cunt spasming, squirting onto the floor, ass bouncing under the next brutal hits while I sobbed and thanked him. When he finally stopped and squeezed my blazing, welted , meaty ass the juice ran down my thighs even more. The week was gone. Only the burn, the bruises, and the mess between my legs remained his perfect, used up little whore.spanking phone sex

Erotic BDSM stories are the best way to get your cock hard!

Erotic BDSM Stories

Erotic BDSM stories are the best way to get your cock hard!

Wouldn’t you love the sight of all tied up in your bedroom?

My hands tied above my head and my legs spread open wide, ankles handcuffed to the bedposts.

And my mouth has an O-ring gag in, making sure I cannot close my mouth!

I’m ready to get all of Daddy’s nasty punishments.

Laying here helpless to whatever your cock wants to do to me!

Use me like the whore I am. Abuse me while you pound this pussy.

Then fill my little cunt up.

 

I can’t stop you anyway. You might as well breed me with your hot sticky cum!

Make me lie here in your filth like the nasty hoe I am!

And I’ll wait patiently for Daddy’s next punishment!

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Extreme Bondage Is Just Right For This Submissive Whore!

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Now, I am nothing more than a living, breathing fuckhole. I exist in a state of permanent heat, my holes perpetually open and waiting for the next intrusion. I spend my weekends at the club, stripped bare, my ass held wide open by a spreader bar for any man with a cock to use. I love the sight of the line forming, each man eager to take his turn ruining me.

 

One man slams into my pussy while another drives a thick cock deep into my throat, their rhythms clashing as I whimper in absolute ecstasy. I take them all, my walls gripping and squeezing, my body absorbing every inch of meat they offer. When they cum, they don’t pull out; they fill me to the brim, pumping hot, thick loads of cum deep into my womb and my rectum.

 

I lie there, shaking and drenched in seed, my eyes glazed over in a submissive haze. I don’t want a break; I want the next man. I arch my back, presenting my dripping, gaping holes to the room, a mindless slut who lives only to be filled. I am the perfect tool, a limitless void of pleasure, forever open and forever craving the next hard cock to stretch me wide.

Hardcore bondage makes me suffer the way I deserve

Hardcore bondage means all the suffering, zero cumming. I am not allowed to cum without his permission. And he does everything he can to make me a desperate horny mess.

I live for the pain, the humiliation, the complete submission to his every whim.

Last weekend he chained me up, leaving me suspended, a human specimen for his pleasure and punishment—twenty-four long hours of torment.

His cruel touch knows no bounds. Every vicious slap to my ass and tits, each painful twist of the ropes, only serves to fan the flames of my desperate hunger for more.Hardcore bondage

The paddle relentlessly smacks against my exposed flesh, leaving me crying for permission. But he said no; I would have to hold it until he said so. So I did; it was so hard, but I held back. I thought maybe after a few hours he would know that I am a dedicated Bondage whore and allow my pussy to cum.

But 14 hours later, my limbs were numb, and my pussy still had no release. In between the beatings, he would make it even worse by making me suck on him. His cock tasted so good I could squirt right there, but still no release.

I didn’t think I would be there for a whole day and night, and by the time he was bored with me, I could barely walk; surely this is when he would give me mercy. But no, he used me as his cum rag and kicked me out the door without ever allowing my pussy to cum.

Submissive Whore Gets Slave Training In Extreme Bondage

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I knelt on the cold floor, a submissive whore, my wrists bound tight behind my back, shivering in anticipation. Master didn’t ask, he commanded. He gripped my hair, yanking my head back with a sharp tug that exposed my throat, and then he shoved two thick fingers deep into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering as he pushed past my tongue, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. He impaled me with a heavy silicone plug, jamming it into my tight pussy with one brutal, uncompromising thrust.

 

“Do you say no, Edith?” he growled, his palm cracking across my cheek.

 

“No, Master,” I whimpered, my hips instinctively bucking, trying to swallow the plug deeper. He flipped me over, spreading my cheeks wide, and drove a thick glass dildo into my tight ass. I screamed, my body shaking from the sudden stretch, but I pushed back against the intrusion, craving the feeling of being split open. He spent the hour rotating toys, swapping the glass for a vibrating plug and the silicone for a ribbed shaft, drilling me relentlessly. Every time I gasped for air, he shoved his cock into my mouth, pumping deep into my throat until I choked on his cock. I realized then that my only purpose was to be filled; my body was nothing more than a playground for his whims.

Cock Worshiping With A Rim Job On The Side

Cock worshiping I spent my evening being a Cock worshiping slut, went to see my Master, he had a taste for my sweet pussy after work, I am a very submissive tramp when it comes to my Master, when he calls I go running no matter what, he told me to show up wearing a tight dress, no panties and a garter belt, I added my collar and leash. 

When I got there, the door was unlocked, I let myself in and immediately dropped to my knees, I crawled over to my master and began servicing his thick rod, licking it softly from the thick mushroom head down to those heavy balls, his dick gets so hard for me when I lick and suck all over it, slapping my face with it, fucking my throat roughly, making me gag on that big fat cock, my eyes watering, tears running down my face.

Master stands in front of me, his ass in my face, grabbing me by my hair, stuffing my face in his ass, telling me to eat, he wants a sloppy rim job, my tongue darts in and out of his shitter, my soft lips wrap around his fucking hole, suckling his sphincter, massaging his balls, once i get his cock as hard as I can, back to fucking my throat, hes telling me to be a good cum drinking bitch and swallow his fucking seed, and I do swallow every drop and beg him for more.

Erotic Bondage Stories are the best when I’m the one in charge.

Erotic Bondage Stories

Erotic Bondage Stories are the best when I’m the one in charge.

I like it when a man knows how to dominate and make me his sex slave.

But what I like even more is the look on your face when I switch the roles around.

I bet you thought a docile little whore couldn’t bring a grown man to his knees; well, just you wait.

Once you are tied up, blind and gagged…. Your cock is all mine.

I don’t care if you squirm or whimper, I’m going to be playing with your cock anyway I want!

If I want to jerk and stroke your cock, waiting for the perfect moment to edge you, I’m going to!

Watching your balls swell because I know how bad you want to cum, but too bad!

Guess I’ll have to tease you some more!

Sucking on your balls and completely ignoring the shaft, to make you hurt a little more!

I love the desperation in your voice when you beg me to let you cum, only makes me want to tease you more!

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Submissive Slut Donatella Wants Round 2

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Daddy’s cock is still twitching when he yanks me up by the belt around my neck. “Get that black ass over the couch, bitch. I’m not done using you.”

I scramble to obey, bending over the back of the couch with my legs spread wide. My pussy is dripping down my thighs, but he doesn’t even look at it. He spits once on my asshole and rams his thick white cock straight inside. I cry out as he stretches me open with one brutal thrust, no warning, no mercy.

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“Fuck, that’s a tight nigger shithole,” he growls, gripping my hips hard. He starts pounding me like he’s trying to break something, each slam of his hips driving his cock deeper into my guts. The couch scrapes across the floor with every thrust. My ass jiggles and claps around him while he uses me like a cheap fucktoy.

“Take that white dick, you filthy black cumdump,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to leave handprints. I push back, moaning like the obedient whore I am, letting him wreck my hole to fix his bad day. My pussy keeps leaking down my legs, untouched, ignored, just the way I like it.

He reaches under and grabs my tits, squeezing them rough while he rails my ass even harder. “This is what you’re for, girl. Black holes for white cock whenever Daddy needs to blow off steam.”

I whimper and nod, voice shaking. “Yes, Daddy. Use my nigger ass. Fuck it raw.”

He slams in balls-deep one last time and stays buried, grinding against me while he catches his breath. My stretched hole pulses around his cock, sore and used, exactly how he wants it.