Category: Extreme bondage

Bondage S&M whips and chains excite me. Nah, nah!

Bondage S&M            Bondage S&M whips and chains excite me. Nah, nah! In the long run I really do like the whips. They turn me on. Getting me so wet. Get it between the ring of my cunt. Pull it away. As shown above this cunt know how to drip.

            Surrounded by the dead souls of those who have cum before. Now they hang around to torture me. Tugging on the cunt ring. Pulling my chain. To be sure it is erotic. Needing to get nasty.

            Before long I will be begging you to flog me with the whip. Chain me to the wall. Heat the chains up. Until they scald the skin. Pain is my pleasure. Uh-huh. Give it to me. Whip me. Oh, please, I need to be hurt.

            Make this pussy ooze. Extreme bondage is what I need from you. As soon as you begin to whip me with the crop going to be moaning in pleasure. Making your cock grow. Fuck me hard as long as you are whipping me.

            Your cock is growing and twitching as my pussy is soaked and dripping down between my ass crack. Shove it in the ass crack. Hard. No mercy. After all, sticks and stones may break my bones, but that cock needs to have no mercy.

            Heat the chains to scalding hot. Burning me. Sooner or later going to make you explode right alongside of me.

Pain Paradise: Rosalie’s Submission

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Hello, masochists—it’s Rosalie, the submissive slut, here to share my kinky expedition.

I hunger for domination, to be a slave, a plaything—a masochist’s dream. My Master’s in control, and I yearn for his ruthless touch.I kneel, a obedient whore, sucking his cock—salivation dripping. He grabs my hair, a possessing grip, dragging me to his altar.Stirrups allow access to my vulnerable holes, as chains constrict my movements. A needle penetrates my tender tits, a brutal initiation.I scream, but my Master’s relentless. A speculum stretches my cunt, another needle invades. The pain—exquisite, a warlike symphony.

My tits are swollen, red, a sight of brutal eroticism. He flattens them, a sadistic pleasure, as I wail uncontrollably.But my purpose is clear—cock worship, despite the agony. I suck with zeal, a desperate plea for approval.Compass points meet in my tender breasts, each pin a reminder of my servitude. My pussy lips are fair game, pierced and prodded.I’m a human sacrifice, a possession—Master’s to abuse. The pain’s my religion, and I crave his extreme rituals.

Teach me, Master, to be a better slave—I’m yours, body and soul. Punish and possess me—this is my ultimate ecstasy!

You won’t regret it, Sir—I’m a willing vessel, a masochist’s delight.

Cum punish this slut!

Bondage phone sex bring the chains, the ropes to play.

  Bondage phone sex    Bondage phone sex bring the chains, the ropes to play. That is after all, what you like. At the same time, I more than like it. As shown above I am in ecstasy when in chains. Criss crossing over my chest.

     Down between my legs. Separate the pussy lips. Pulled apart and secured. Leaving not on part of me unbound. Bondage makes the heart grow fonder and the pussy wetter.

     Obviously, I want you to like it. Do you like rough? When you ram that cock down my throat. All bound up. At your mercy. There is nothing stopping you of taking complete control.

     At the same time there is something to be said about role reversal. Suck on your cock while you are powerless to stop me.

     Now I know this is a switch but sometimes the master does like it when the roles are reversed in the roleplay. Without delay you give me a command and I obey. Even when bound.

     Until you finally ejaculate all over me. That is the best of everything. Giving me my cock, being bound, and having a chat. Perhaps we will use the ropes to play next time.

Bound &Filthy: Rosalie’s Deviant Pleasure

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I’m your bonded bitch, Rosalie, and my master has a penchant for the perverse. He takes control, leaving me tied up and at his mercy—and I fuckin’ love it!

He’s got me strung up like a holiday turkey, and the thrill sends shivers down my spine. My pussy’s already dripping, anticipating the twisted fun to come.Master has a sadistic smirk, enjoying my helpless display. He starts with light torment, teasing my nipples with feathers and ice. My body twitches with each gentle touch, a stark contrast to the fiery lust building within.But he knows what I crave—the harder, the better. He brings out the big guns—a thick vibrator and a ball gag—and my excitement reaches new heights. The buzz of the toy sends shivers through my bound body, while the gag silences my moans.

He takes advantage of my restraint, exploring every inch of my body. The cock teasing, the dirt talk, it’s all so fuckin’ delicious. And when he penetrates my sopping hole, the pleasure’s intense.Master pounds my pussy mercilessly, and the dirty talk flows. He calls me his slut, his whore, and the filthy names send me over the edge. I cum hard, my body twitching in ecstasy.But the fun doesn’t stop there—he switches it up, bending me over for some anal delight. The toy disappears, replaced by his thick finger, probing my ass. And the vibrator returns to my clit, keeping me on the edge.I’m a mess—sweat drips down my body, and my pussy’s begging for release. Master teases me, bringing me to the brink over and over. The pleasure’s excruciating, yet so fuckin’ amazing!

He grants me release, finally, unleashing a deluge of creamy cum. And I bask in the aftermath, content and degraded—a perfect evening!

Rosalie’s kinky adventure continues—stay tuned, perverts!

Mauled and loving it!

Rule the Bondage whore, make my agony fierce

Bondage whoreHot little Bondage whore here and I live for the thrill of extreme restraint and the sweet agony of never-ending submission. Some people might say I’m a glutton for punishment, but I like to think of myself as a connoisseur of pain.

I crave the feeling of cold metal biting into my skin as I’m locked away in a cage, unable to move, unable to escape. The tightness of ropes and the pressure of chains are my drugs of choice, and I’m always hungry for more.

Chain me from the ceiling like the piece of meat I am. While I hang there I hope you unleash a tirade of  psychological torment. I’m a stupid fucking bitch and I need to be put in my place. Make me fear you to the point I soak myself in piss. I’ll be your little submissive whore forever, or until you are bored with me. I do work very hard though, I will do anything to Make my Master happy.

Tighten that final knot around the neck. I want you to choke me until I pass out. Fuck my limp body. I know how much you enjoy a quiet girl. I am here for every Extreme bondage desire you have. With me there is no limitations with me and maybe if I’m lucky you will snuff me out with your cock.

 

Extreme Bondage Bistro: A Brutal Feast

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A vision of erotic captivation, perched on a high stool, legs spread wide, wrists restrained behind me. I’m a trapped bird, waiting for my master’s arrival, wetter than the ocean!

And oh, he doesn’t disappoint. The dominant motherfucker strides in, oozing an aura of sheer sex appeal. With a smirk, he takes control, commencing our sadistic dance. A crack of the whip across my eager back sends shivers down my spine, and I’m his for the taking.

He fucks my mouth like a pornstar, thrashing his thick sword into my gagging throat. The face-fucking leaves me breathless, drooling, and begging for more. But the main course is yet to come—a savory delight!

My legs are unleashed, and I transform into a crawling slave, desperate to please. He takes advantage, spanking my ass till it’s red raw, the scent of lust and leather engulfing us. Then, the ultimate thrill—his thick, veined cock penetrates my sopping cunt, still wet from the oral onslaught.

I’m his loyal dog, moaning and panting, as he pounds me with relentless fury. The pleasure borders on pain, but I crave every second of this vicious cycle. And then, the coup de grâce—he binds me once more, this time with my hands left to dangle, helpless, as he guides his massive tool into my tight asshole.

The anal invasion is breathtaking, earth-shattering, and I’m a quivering mess. He fucks me senseless, owners me like the possession I yearn to be. And when he’s spent, he unties my hands and reveals the real treat—clean up the mess, he commands.

I obey, licking his creamy load from my ass like a lewd ice cream cone. Every delicious drop is savored, a testament to our depraved ordeal.

It doesn’t end there, though. The night’s young, and my stomach growls for more. Bring it the fuck on!

Lady Rosalie signs off, ready for the next twisted chapter.

Bon appétit, fuckers!”

Submissive Whore Venice needs a rough master.

Submissive Whore      Submissive Whore Venice needs a rough master. Will you be my mean master? I like it rough. Give me all the cock. Have that fantasy rape without the fun parts. After all, I really do need to have the pain. Liking pain is all inconsequential if you tell me not to like it.

     Tell me what I am. Would you like to beat me? To be sure it will be a blast. Pimping me out. Making me cheat on my husband. He is already cuckolded. Next you can make me tell him. Even though I cheat on him I have never been forced to tell him.

     As long as you are happy that is all that matters. All that is left is for you to tell me if you want Rape phone sex fantasies and will it be with a hardcore pain or light.

     What will you make me do next master? Claim me? Beat me? I need the rough master. I do so like it. In due time, I will be your complete slave. As you wish will be done as soon as you order it.

     Which means here and there I am yours. All yours. Keep me nearby. Beneath you. Your will slave.

Female Bondage Whore Jacquline Loves Getting Dominated

female bondageAs a woman who loves all things female bondage, I live for the feeling of being completely helpless and at the mercy of my partner. The thought of being tied up, gagged, and left to their devices sends shivers down my spine. When Rod mentioned his Christian Grey side, I knew we were destined to explore some serious kinks together.

One night after work, he surprised me with an entire dungeon-themed room in our basement complete with St. Andrew’s crosses, stockades, suspension frames…you name it! He had even gone as far as buying custom-made latex catsuits that hugged every curve on my body perfectly while leaving nothing to the imagination.

As soon as I stepped into the room lit only by candles flickering softly on walls casting eerie shadows everywhere…I felt myself wetten instantly between legs anticipating what was about to happen next! Without any further ado or words spoken Rod began tying me up expertly; first at wrists then ankles before lifting me onto cross so that my breasts hung heavy under weight pulling them downwards slightly exposing nipples hardening under gaze alone!

He continued binding various parts of body until finally standing back admiring his handiwork – a beautifully bound woman ready for whatever he desired next! His eyes gleamed with excitement as he reached into drawer grabbing out huge black ballgag stuffing it into mouth forcing jaw wide open making muffled noises escape instead normal speech patterns…then proceeded attaching leash connecting collar around neck leading him wherever The next morning, I woke up feeling sore but satisfied. Rod was already gone, having left for work hours ago. As I slowly got out of bed and began my daily routine, I couldn’t help but notice the marks he had left on my body – a testament to our intense night together.

I decided to surprise him by wearing one of the latex catsuits under my clothes that day at work. The tight material hugged every curve perfectly and made me feel powerful yet vulnerable all at once. Throughout the day, I found myself glancing at the clock eagerly anticipating his return home.

As soon as he walked through the door that evening, his eyes locked onto mine with a knowing glint in them. “I see you’re wearing your present,” he said with a smirk as he came over to give me a kiss hello.

“Mmm yes,” I replied breathily against his lips before pulling back slightly. “And it feels amazing.”

He chuckled lowly running hands down sides until they rested on hips possessively: “Good.” Without warning then suddenly spun me around bending me over kitchen counter pressing hard cock against ass cheeks making them jiggle from impact!

“Fuck!” escaped mouth unbidden while head fell forward bracing self against surface…one hand reached back grabbing handful of hair yanking head upwards exposing neck fully so teeth could sink into flesh leaving mark claiming ownership!

Other hand snaked underneath lifting skirt revealing bare pussy dripping wetness onto floor below…two fingers plunged inside roughly pumping few times before pulling out completely only shove huge cock deep inside balls slapping loudly off countertop echoing throughout room!

Bondage Phone Sex Sluts Spend Most of Their Lives Tied Up

bondage phone sexI know a thing or two about bondage phone sex. I’ve literally been tied up most of my life. But it all began with daddy. He abused me before I even remember. After my mom left without me, he abused me instead. However, when I got older, he feared that I would run away or tell someone what he did to me. He was right. Eventually I learned how to get out of the restraints and steal some money. And once I had enough money, daddy came home one day, and I was gone. Took a train to New York City.

Met a man, married him and had a son and daughter. But he turned out to be worse than my father. He tied me up but only to whip me. Then I met a much older man while working in a BDSM club. And me and my little ones went to California with him. Bondage has always been his thing. But he never tied me up to whip the flesh from my body. Or explore his violent rape phone sex fantasies.

I Will Be a Bondage Slut for Life

My master changed my life. Showed me how to be a good bondage slut. And for years, he tied me up to my office chair. Do you know how hard it is to type or answer the phone tied up? However, I got better with time. He retired a few years ago, but now he ties me up at his BDSM club or at my home. The home he bought for me. His wife thinks he and his buddies own a cigar bar. She has no interest in his business. Which turned out great for us.

He came over last night and tied me up on my bed. Tied me up so good that there was no way I could wiggle out of those restraints. But I do not want to escape Master. Not even when I get rope burns. I am his rope bunny. His bondage whore for life. And I would not have it any other way.

Relentless Extreme bondage wrecks my gag reflexes

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage inflicted on me by you Sir, is sinfully delightful. I want to be completely wrecked by you, with no mercy at all. You see,  I’ve been passed around a lot, a girl with a very high body count. I guess that’s a motivation for me to be the best slave whore I can be. I have a lot of enthusiasm to serve your beautiful dick because I am comfortable with my place in the world. 

 My place is on my knees sucking out all your hot cum. I can be face fucked for hours with no complaining. My training as a submissive has consisted of a rigorous and unyielding education in the art of throat fucking. I think one of my favorite ways is when you pick me up and flip me upside down. You know I can’t escape and you fuck my face so hard I made a mess all over your cock and balls.Slave training

The more I try to hold in the vomit the more comes out. From the very first time that a cock was thrust between my lips, I knew that this was an experience that would push me to my limits and you deliver, Sir. You push deeper, your cock gets messier. Chunks cake your balls and then you push even deeper. That’s when I know I am being a real good girl and making you happy. Your Submissive whore is grateful to pleasure your cock and you know I will suck it squeaky clean!