Before I even knew I wanted to try being a submissive, I had a sister who would share some of her experiences with me. A few times, she would let me watch. She had a main beau who would visit overnight once a week. Our parents were not aware of these visits, but they were clueless about many things.
Sissy had found a way for me to watch in secret. She set up a little place in her closet, with a little window in it. And I took photos.
I could see her entire bed. She had silk scarves draped on the wrought iron frame, looking like décor. But, since I had watched these be put to use, I knew they were there for restraint. Under her mattress, she had whips and paddles. The challenge was always giving someone full control over her body, while remaining quiet.
The day I saw those bright red welts on her firm and beautiful ass, I knew.
ShackleThat’s exactly what I wanted.
And when I saw her wrists and ankles tightly bound by those beautiful scarves, I knew.
I would need to find someone to do this to me.
Thankfully, this was not hard to do.
Masters abound.
Category: Extreme bondage
Outdoor fun
Outdoor fun was what you wanted to have. You needed a submissive slut like me to get you going. Being driven to a deserted area and being your pinata was all you have ever wanted. I love being a slut. I know I am being a little cum slut and being your pain slave. My screams echo and it makes your cock grow. When I get on my knees, I get a sense of importance because I am a pathetic bitch. I know that being in my knees will only be the thing I will ever be good enough for, I am a masters head slave because I make an excellent accomplice slut for him. It makes me happy to get him off with all his perverse needs.
Happy fourth
Master had gotten into his bondage chat schpeel. I knew he was going to have an epic party and I, of course, would have to serve all his buddies. Fourth of July is his favorite holiday. I am the one that has to be in red and blue after all. Like every significant function or festive event, I am in the center of it all. My holes are free for everyone to use. The party favor is me, and I am not allowed to say no. My master is pretty popular so you can bet all his friends gather around and watch the slave pet. My favorite thing in this world is to make him proud, so if I give him the best party by being the best slave pet, I sure will do that.
Submission and Bondage Punishment
Bondage and submission. That is what I am good at, unless I am scared. He wanted to punish me. He found out I cheated on him with a guy I met at a fetish club. Master has eyes and ears everywhere. I should know that by now. I couldn’t lie because he had photographic evidence. When I break the rules, the punishment is always severe. This time it was just downright cruel. Master knows all my secrets, all my fears. He uses them against me. I am terrified of snakes. I have awful panic attacks when I see even a harmless little one. Master summoned me to his place. He put me in his dungeon. I was tied up, naked with a ball gag so I wouldn’t scream. I thought he was just leaving me alone in the dark because that is also a fear of mine. It was more than that. I heard the slither sounds. I knew I was within inches of a snake, but I couldn’t see it. I was trembling in fear. I pissed myself. I had no clue what kind of snakes were down there or how big or how many. One started crawling around on my feet and I thought I would die right there. It wasn’t just one. It felt like hundreds of snakes were crawling around on my body. I had my eyes closed and my body was stiff as a board. I thought my heart would beat right out of my chest. I was trembling in fear. I tried to escape in my mind, but nothing worked. Master has never punished me that severely before. When he turned the light on, I saw all the snakes recoil. There were not as many as I thought, but even one scares me shitless. He told me since I was a bad submissive whore, I could expect this sort of treatment if I violated the rules again. I will never be a bad slave again if that is my punishment. I would rather be tortured for hours than endure snakes.
Time out
I haven’t been pleasing Master enough lately. Even though I do all that he asks me, he still has to punish me sometimes. He brought home another Submisive whore and fucked her in front of me while I was sitting in the corner with my hands cuffed behind my back and stripped completely nude. I was told to sit with my head in the corner and listen to the sounds of her getting roughly fucked by my master. I was humiliated, but also completely horny at the same time. If that wasn’t humiliating enough, then he made me suck his cock clean after he had fucked her and filled her with cum. They slept in the bed together all night while I had to sleep on the cold bare floor completely nude. The next day I had to bring them breakfast in bed and cater to their every whim while they spent the day in bed fucking.
Train slave camp
Bondage chat and bondage ways are what we are taught. We must know every single thing our domme wants of us and much more. We have to be the beauty and the brains, and we have to be subjected to all his kinks and interest. The moment we set foot in the dome, we are his forever. We can never leave and if we do it is by choice of his reasonings. We must show we are worthy and we need to give him all our bodies and be his fuck sluts. We have to put away our pride and become the subby slaves he needs and desires. We are here to rock his world and do nothing more than that. Our life is his from now on and forever.