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Bondage and submission are how any good cheating date should end.

Bondage and submissionMy latest cheating date was going so well, up until it ended up going so much better with Bondage and submission. We went back to his apartment and he immediately ambushed me with enough bondage gear to make my whole body quiver. Chained up against his reinforced wall, I couldn’t do anything but anticipate exactly what kind of torture he was going to bring down upon me. I was soaked just thinking about it. The anticipation is half of what makes moments like this so precious. I can’t get things like this from my husband, even if I wish I could. That cutie whipping me would be the best orgasm I ever had. It seemed like I was about to get that from this man instead and his erotic bondage stories, when he came back with clamps and a battery. It didn’t look dangerous, but he did. He was tall and burly, his shirt off showing off rippling muscles. Somehow I felt like the riding crop at his waist was going to hurt a lot more than whatever he had in store for those clamps. The torture addict in me was wide-eyed and salivating, only not playing with my wet pussy because I was chained up and unable to use my hands. I rubbed my legs together what little I could, I focused on his hands as they got close. He was silent, stoic, it was actually really creepy as he got ready to unleash his pent-up desires on me. For a moment I wondered if I was leaving this apartment or if this was going to be my permanent future. They’d look for me sure, but they’d never figure it out. They’d probably blame my husband, they always blame the spouse. I’d ruin our both lives just like that… At least I’d be cumming forever, and that massive dick I could see him packing would surely help with that, if not the extreme bondage I was about to face.

Extreme Bondage Broke Me!

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I know it was extreme bondage that broke my will to be a good mother and save my girls from hard cock! All that time after my stepfather would give me bare bottom spankings I started going online and engaging in bondage chat with much older men. I had something inside me that wanted to be dominated like a submissive slut, I was begging to be owned by a real dominant master. As a single mother I fell into a trap easily when a dominant man came into my life and took ownership of me and my little girls. He paid the bills; he fed us and eventually exposed my sweet innocent girls to evil bondage porn. I had no choice but to let him use them for his new fuck toys, I had to let him begin teaching them to be his cum slaves  with his thick 9 inch dick!

I’m his property

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I was on my knees, begging for mercy. All I wanted was for him to stop the pain. Who knew some bdsm chat would get me here?  A few months back, I began this online relationship with a guy in a BDSM chat room.  Well, I should have known better because one thing led to another, and I let him in my life in so many ways he took total control. It was like he brainwashed me. It began with him promising me it would be tame and sensual BDSM, but in reality, he wanted some brutal shit.  He ensured I would never leave my sight once he got me where he wanted. I was his property from this day forward.  If I ever dared to leave he would kill my family. He promised that I would never be a free girl. Countless nights in pain with tears running down my face and bruises welting even harder. I knew this was my destiny; I belonged in his world only.

Dungeon call

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I went down for some secret meeting. As a submissive slut I am taught by my master anything can transpire. Down to the dungeon, I went.  Every time I have to go there, I am always expecting the worst sometimes it’s bad, sometimes it’s terrible other times it’s a surprise that’s not too bad. After being beaten to a bloody pulp all weekend, I dreaded what it could be. The first rule of the torture chamber is don’t complain.  It doesn’t matter if you’re bleeding profusely and you’ve been beaten for hours if you complain or let it be known how unhappy you are, you will be tortured even more. all he wanted was an excellent deep blow job. The kind of Bj that will put him in the best mood ever.  Immediately I went on my knees and began to worship Him and deepthroat him. As a thank you he pissed all over my face and gave me a nice slap to the face.

Bondage Whore Will Have You Begging For More!

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Let me tell you, I am one big bandage whore.  Here’s a story I just have to tell you all about! The night that led to me being held captive, for real, when I thought it was all just a game. Only did I notice it wasn’t a game after I was free and had no clue where the hell I was. I was out shopping when they grabbed me from behind, put a blind fold on me, then tossed me into the back of their car.

I don’t know how long we were in the car for or where wed were going, but it was my birthday, so I assumed my man had set this up for me. I was laughing and smiling, thinking my man had finally followed through on my plan I had been begging him to for all these years. Finally, he set up a stranger/ forced sex scenario, I thought.

So, after a while we stop, they unblindfold me and I see a cabin and we are in the woods. Im just thinking oh this is so cliché. He could have done so much better than a cabin in the woods. Anyways they get me in and tie up the rest of my body. They tear off my clothes and put a knife to my throat and say if I scream, they’ll kill me.

I play along and am like “oh no, don’t do that” and kind of laugh and they just look at each other kind of confused. They fuck me in any and every position until my cunt is raw and red. They fill me up and cum deep inside of my pussy and tell me to beg for their cum so I do and it feels so fucking good I’m really begging them for more. But they cum then stop, cut the ties then throw me outside. I’m like really? They said I’m free to go and I’m like I wanted more fellas.

They give each other a weird look then slam the door closed. I end up asking my man why he wasn’t involved and why he had gotten his friends to do it instead. He had no clue what I was talking about.

Bondage and Submission Whore Gets Brutally Whipped

bondage and submissionI am a bondage and submission whore. You do not need to bind me to get me to bend to your ways, however. Most men in my life know I will always submit. They just like to tie me up and watch me suffer sometimes. Master is part owner in a bondage club. He has left his stake to me in his will. One day, I will own half of a BDSM club. That will help me financially when I am no longer working with him or maybe I get too old to do phone sex. I am an owned whore, but I have a very benevolent master. We love each other. And, if I had met him before he got married, no doubt I would be his wife. The problem was that I was only in diapers when he met his wife. He is over 20 years older than me. But he takes good care of his submissive whore. I can go to the club anytime I want. I do not need an escort because all the men at the club know me as the owner’s prized pony. That makes me coveted by many male patrons. I am allowed to let anyone of them use me if they do not cum inside me or leave any kinds of marks on my body other than rope burns. Hal understood the rules. He knew what was at stake if he violated any of them. Apparently, he did not care. He got escorted out of the club and banned for life. While we were in one of the sex rooms, he tied me up to a St. Andrew’s cross. There was some light flogging to start. But as he whipped me, I could see him getting aroused. He liked my pain a little too much and broke the skin. I was screaming for help because he wanted to tear all the flesh from my bones. Those were his words, not mine. The cavalry came and I ended up in the ER. To protect the club, and its owners, I never mentioned the club. I told the hospital that I was a bondage whore and a guy I met on Tinder got too rough with me. It is only a little white lie. Even as sore as I am today, I must protect my master and his interests as best as I can.

Students Destroy Teacher’s Holes and Use Her as a Cum Rag

Extreme bondageOne memory that will never leave my mind is when I was kidnapped and used as a sex slave for a bunch of teens. I was their instructor, and I had given each of them a failing grade in my class. They warned me that there would be consequences for giving them those grades. I didn’t think anything of it as I thought they wouldn’t have dared hurt me. One day, when I was pumping gas in my car, someone came up behind me and blindfolded me. Another scooped up my legs and they took me to their car. They had nowhere to take me, so they drove out to a field and forced me to strip naked. Those students tied me up tight with rope and then they publicly took turns fantasy raping me. This was punishment, they said, for giving them terrible grades. It was their right to take revenge on me. By the time they were done, my body was covered in cum, all of my holes were sore and red from the abuse, and I was left on the side of the road for anyone else to come and use me.

Bondage and Submission Is What This Whore Does Best!

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Bondage and submission is what I am best at.  I absolutely love being tied up and being told what to do. I will do whatever it is that your heart desires, my master. I know my place and I know that I am just a piece of meat for you to please and tease. All of my holes are yours and it will always remain that way. I am a total slut who deserves whatever she gets, and I know that because you taught me that, master.

Being bound and gagged is so fucking hot to me. Just having my master take control and do to me whatever he wants is so fucking delicious and I crave it every second of everyday. I love being manhandled and being told what to do, it makes my pussy drip in anticipation of what’s to come. I can’t help but whimper as you stick your fingers into my sopping wet cunt while I’m blindfolded and gagged so you can’t hear a word I say.

I know you love to tease me master, and I love it when you do so feel free to do it whenever you wish. I will always let you tie me up and tie me to things with my legs spread wide open as you play with my clit with an ice cube. I love it when you clamp my nipples together with nipple clamps and a chain, then when you pull on that chain oh god I cum and squirt all over!

I’m A Bondage Submission Gangbang Slave!

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The best part of being a total bondage submission whore is being used as a cum slave during a wild thirty-guy creampie fuck fest! My master has been instrumental in getting me addicted to freaky gangbang phone sex, he has truly made me his submissive fuck doll. All day and night while he trains my two young daughters to be submissive fuck sleeves just like me, I’m having submissive sex chat with all kinds of hard dicked perverts. I knew it would end up with me getting force fucked against my will because master warned me that being too good at submitting would make me the victim of one of his sadistic rape phone sex fantasies come to life. I didn’t know how serious his threat was until I woke up tied to a cheap motel room bed with my naked body on display. The room smelled like filth and old used condoms but the terror inside me lost to my desire to be a real bondage whore. I didn’t fight, I let all thirty of the vagrants master gathered cum inside my holes because I’m his cum whore to use as he pleases.

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Tie this cheater down for Bondage and submission

Bondage and submissionA cheating whore like me always deserves to be punished more and more to be thrown into bondage and submission without a choice. It’s not just my guilt its also just how things are. I deserve to feel pain, and I should, I want you to inflict it on this poor body of mine. I want to be stripped of all excuses I could possibly give, and have to come clean because you split me open so hard there’s irrefutable evidence. Sure I could claim it was something else, maybe I got pinned down outside of a shopping plaza and ravaged until my insides were quivering and my body was as unfit for his use as it was filled with cum. Sure I could have been wandering through a park for some mid-day air when I got dropped to my knees and had my face fucked and used by some hard cock. My bondage whore airway struggling, my whole body moving into it out of pure fear, my palms on their legs so I could control some of the tempo and ensure it was over quick. Sure, I could have been at a club with a friend when I got grabbed from behind. The dark light not letting me figure out who it was, my short skirt lifted before I knew what was going on. He could have used me to the beat of the rapid music, my moans and cries for help drowned out by the strobe lights and deafening music beating through our hearts. I’ve even given some of those excuses before, my husband thinks I get taken advantage of a lot, like I’m a beacon for predators to come and use me for their whims. How many times do you think I can get away with that before he starts to wonder about the consent part of my claims? I doubt it’s very many more times, so abuse me, hurt me, bring me one step closer to a crashing burn with Erotic BDSM stories.