Category: Extreme bondage

Extreme bondage punishes me and puts me in my place

Extreme bondage is the  moment I feel the cold metal of the chains around my wrists and ankles, my body shivers with pleasure. I am your property, your plaything, and I revel in the knowledge that I am completely at your mercy.Extreme bondage

I am here to be used, to be punished, and to be pushed to my limits. I crave the feeling of powerful, the way it makes me feel small and vulnerable, completely under your control. My body begs for the tight ropes and clamps that leave me gasping for air, my mind lost in the midst of sensation.

The sound of your voice sends a shiver down my spine. “Open your mouth, whore.” I do as I’m told, my tongue snaking out to taste the metal of the chain that binds me. I am your Sexy bondage cum slut, Sir, and I will do anything to please you.

I feel the head of your cock pressing against my lips, and I open wider to take it in. You thrust deep into my throat, your hands gripping my hair as you fuck my face with rough abandon. I am here to serve, to submit, and I revel in the feeling of your cock filling my throat.

The pain is exquisite, and I beg for more. Each thrust of your hips sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, and I moan as you use me like the dirty little whore I am.

 

A Submissive Whore must take Master’s cock beating

Submissive WhoreA Submissive Whore always needs her Master to beat her, especially with that beautiful cock. A slave taking a cock beating is a good slave. I have learned to find beauty in my submission, to revel in the way he uses my body for his pleasure, and to worship every inch of his magnificent cock.

My Master’s cock is a thing of beauty. Thick and long, it demands attention and commands obedience. When he enters me, I am his, completely and utterly. He takes me with a roughness that leaves me breathless, but also fills me with a sense of security and belonging.

I am his to use as he sees fit, and I would have it no other way. My body craves his touch, his command, his control. I am his to do with as he pleases, and I gladly accept my role as his submissive slut.

My days are filled with the anticipation of his next visit, the sound of his voice as he commands me to do his bidding. My nights are spent in a state of blissful exhaustion, my body spent from the Extreme bondage and intense pleasure only he can provide. I thank my Master that he blessed me with his cock and I will be thanking you too, if you let me serve your hard cock!

 

Rosalie’s Rage

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Hey, trash bags! It’s Rosalie, the SEWER rat you’ve been searching for. LMFAO

You wanna know what gets this nasty slut off? Well, let me blast your mind into poltergeist mode.I’m your filthiest fantasy—a living, breathing fuck toy. Webcam at the ready, I’m here to rut like a pornographic zoo animal. My kinks are extreme, my desires unhinged. Handcuffs, whips, and chains oh my! It’s a wonderland of perversion, and I’m the headlining act. Treat me like the cum-slurping whore I am—beg me for it, you pathetic cuck. Straddle me, daddy, and watch me squirm. chitowns My bloated clit begs for your rough touch, your sneers sending shivers down my spine. Drill this slimy cunt like an oil well, and fill me with your putrid essence. Ewww😋 It’s the only way to satiate my insatiable appetite. The queen of kinks and perversion.Banish your inhibitions—I lust for the grotesque, the twisted, and the extreme. Batteries-not-included sex toys, gangbangs, and public shame screw me silly. I’m a fuckin’ circus freak, and proud! Now LICK MY BOOTS, you worm!”

Bring your A-game, or don’t bother—this slut’s got standards, you know.

Bondage and submission Moving Company

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“Fuck, Donatella,” Bruce said, looking around the room, “you have bondage and submission shit everywhere”

“Oh yeah, baby, I love a little bondage,” “You into that kind of thing?” he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.
“Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, walking over to him and running my hand down his chest. “Wanna play with me?”

Before I knew it, he had me pinned up against the wall, his hand wrapped around my throat. “You better be careful what you wish for, Donatella,” he growled, his breath hot on my face. “Oh, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a whisper. I could feel my pussy getting wet just from the thought of what he might do to me. He reached up and unbuttoned my shirt, letting it fall to the ground. He traced his fingers over my lacy bra, teasing my nipples until they were hard. “Fuck, you’re hot,” he said, his voice low and husky.

I reached down and grabbed his cock “And you’re huge,” He howled and picked me up, throwing me over his shoulder.  “You want me to fuck you, Donatella?” “Fuck yeah, I do,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. “Beg for it,” he growled, his eyes never leaving mine.

“Please, Bruce,” I said, my voice shaking with desire. “Please fuck me. I need it.”

He reached into the nightstand, pulling out a pair of handcuffs. “I’ll give you what you want, Donatella, but you’re going to have to earn it.” He strapped my wrists to the headboard, leaving me helpless and at his mercy. He stood up and started undressing, his eyes never leaving mine. I could feel my pussy getting wetter and wetter as I watched him, my heart pounding in my chest.

Naked, he climbed back onto the bed, his cock hard and ready.  “You ready for me, Donatella?”  “Fuck yeah, I am,” I said, my voice coming out in a moan. He reached down and grabbed my thighs, pulling me closer to him. He rubbed the head of his cock over my clit, teasing me until I was moaning and writhing underneath him. “Please, Bruce,” I begged, my voice coming out in a whimper. “Please fuck me.” He pushed inside me, filling me up completely. I moaned as he started to move, his thrusts getting harder and faster as he went.

“Fuck, Donatella, you feel amazing,” “Fuck me harder then,” I said He reached down and grabbed my nipples, pinching and twisting them until I was moaning even louder. He leaned down and bit my neck, his teeth sinking into my skin as he fucked me harder and harder. “Fuck, I’m close,” I moaned. “Then fucking cummmmm for me, Donatella.

I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock. He fucked me faster, his thrusts getting harder and harder.
He collapsed on top of me, his breath hot on my neck. “Now lets get to work” he says as he smacks my ass.

Bondage Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Your Submissive Lover

Bondage whoreI love being your bondage whore. The feeling of the ropes tightening around my body, restricting my movements and making me completely vulnerable to your every command is exhilarating. As you tie me up with precision and care, I can’t help but feel a mix of anticipation and submission wash over me. The way you secure each knot, testing their strength before moving on to the next one, makes me shiver with excitement.

When you finally gag me with the ball gag, it muffles my cries of pleasure as you take control even more deeply. It’s not just about silencing me; it’s about owning every aspect of this experience together. And when those first sensations start to build between my legs – that ache for release that only comes from being so thoroughly dominated – there’s no denying how much I crave this lifestyle we share.

As we dive deeper into our BDSM fun, knowing that these moments are just for us and no one else will ever know what happens behind closed doors…well let’s just say it fuels an intense fire inside both of us. Your dominant presence combined with your skilled touches make me feel like yours entirely; owned by someone who truly understands what brings out the best (and worst) in me sexually speaking!

The way you tease me with your fingers or toys while I’m bound and gagged drives me wild. Every nerve ending in my body seems heightened under your control, begging for more as you explore every inch of my body. And when we finally reach climax together – whether it be through orgasm denial or intense stimulation – there’s nothing quite like the release that comes from giving yourself so completely over to someone else’s desires.

Being your bondage whore isn’t just about physical pleasure; it’s also about trust and communication. You make sure I am comfortable but also push me beyond my limits at times because you know what I truly want deep down inside even if I can’t express it verbally with the ball gag in place. It creates an intimacy unlike any other where we connect on a level beyond words or actions alone.

In short, being tied up and ready for whatever adventure awaits us is one of my favorite things in life because it allows us to dive headfirst into our shared fantasies without judgment or hesitation…and let me tell you – those fantasies are pretty damn hot!

Bondage Bliss: Rosalie’s Submission Obsession

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Howdy, perverts! It’s your favorite masochist, Rosalie, and I’m here to indulge in some hardcore BDSM action.

I’m your slave for the day—or night, whatever floats your kinky boat. Bind me up tight, leave me gasping for air. The tighter the ropes, the better the rush. Fuck me raw, leave me swollen and sensitive. My pussy craves the rough treatment, the deeper the better. Stuff me like a Christmas turkey, and I’ll moan with delight. But the real fun begins with the vibrator. Oh yes, that buzzing little devil is my ultimate torture device. Go ahead, make me squirt until my lungs are fit to burst.The relentless vibration sends shivers down my spine, and my body quivers in ecstasy. I’m a wet mess, dripping with desire, and the pleasure is ridiculously intense.

I can’t breathe, my vision blurs, and my body twitches uncontrollably. This is my idea of a good time, folks!

So, if you’re a kinky master or mistress, why not give your slave a go? I promise I’ll be a good girl—or a bad one. Whatever floats your boat.

Rosalie’s Bondage Weekend

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Hey, Fucktoy lovers ! You won’t believe what I’ve got in store for you—a weekend of pure, unadulterated bondage bliss. 

Ive always been a bad, bad girl, and someone needs to teach me a lesson. My master is just the kinky partner, with a sinister grin and a bunch of toys. As i’m tied to the bed, helpless as my master brings out the big guns. Vibrator wands, shock collars—the works. The fun’s about to begin. The first zap had me  writhing, my screams echoing in the bedroom. But he’s relentless, bringing pain and pleasure to new heights. My nipples are tortured, shocked until they’re raw. But I’m a trooper, riding the pain wave like a pro. 

The vibrator’s next, buzzing against my clit until I’m soaking wet. My legs are spread wide, leaving me vulnerable to the next attack. The torture continues, and my juices drip onto the bed. The smell of sex fills the room, and my mind’s clouded with pleasure. Then, finally, the pounding begins. Master shows no mercy, ramming my swollen Cunt until it’s red,puffy and pouring with cum. My mind explodes in ecstasy, my body becoming a volcano of pleasure. Cum drips down my legs, mixing with my  juices—a sticky mess. My Master is a beast, showing no signs of slowing down. Stroke after stroke, I’m pushed to new boundaries. Left a mess, but the weekend’s not over. There’s more torture in store, and I’m ready for round two. 

Extreme bondage, baby! I’ve found my torture heaven. 

Stay extreme and dirty, you perverts! 

Rosalie’s Submission: A Bondage Slave

This busty slut  who’s found her calling in the art of submission. My master, the cunning dominator, has me under their spell, and I couldn’t be happier. 

They found me, a lost soul yearning for a master. And boy, did they show me the meaning of true pleasure. Their strong hands bound my body, a sacred ritual that set my soul free. A delicious gag silenced my moans as I was subjected to delightful torture. The sting of a whip across my skin only heightened my desire, reminding me of my place as their slave. But the true essence of my servitude blossomed when I worshipped my master’s most sacred parts. My tongue danced around their moist pussy, savoring every flavor, fulfilling my duty as a obedient slave. 

They treated me like their personal furniture, a possession to be admired and used. The cock worship, oh my, the way they stroked and sucked me, sending shivers down my spine. The rough penetration, the savage thrusts—each moment was a blessing. My master’s relentless passion ignited mine, and together, we soared in a symphony of flesh. As my body grew weary, their dominance showed no signs of fatigue. I was putty in their hands, a willing vessel for their kinky experiments. Bound and satiated, I found peace in my submission. My master’s odyssey was now mine, a perpetual journey of ecstasy and debauchery, a life I cherished.

Rosalie, your humble slave, returns to her bondage sanctuary. 

[Master], as always, I’m yours to keep. 

Rosalie’s Cock Worship: A Nasty Sub’s Paradise

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Hello, you filthy cock worshippers! Rosalie here, and I’ve got a nasty tale of debauchery and cock-induced ecstasy. Prepare to drool! 

That divine piece of manhood—my master’s cock—was my holy grail. I savored the sight of it, thick and pulsating, a juicy beacon of pleasure. With lust in my eyes, I dropped to my knees. The service began—a sacred ritual. I licked the juicy head, savoring the salty taste, while my hands pumped the shaft, inducing moans of delight. My mouth was his playground, and I was the happiest sub on earth. I sucked and slurped, using my tongue to tease and tantalize. The occasional gag only added to the fun! 

But my master’s cock had bigger plans. It craved the warmth of my holes, and who was I to deny it? I begged, pleaded, and promised to be a good girl. He obliged, sliding his meaty pole into my hungry cunt. The sensation—heavenly! With each thrust, stars exploded in my vision. My pussy gripped him tightly, milked him for dear life. My juices flowed freely, soaking his balls. 

I was putty in his hands, my body a mere vessel for his pleasure. He fucked me like a raving lunatic, and I loved every single second of it. My orgasms washed over me like tsunamis, each one more intense than the last. I screamed his name, my voice echoing through the rooms. When he’d had enough, he unleashed his load. I savored every drop, swallowing his seed like it was the sweetest nectar. 

A satisfied smile graced my face. Rosalie, the submissive cock worshipper, had served her master well. 

You wish you could experience this level of nastiness, don’t you? Too bad, you’re just a mere spectator! 

 

How to train men to be your slaves.

 

Slave training

Slave training. He was a man with a lot of money but his only desire was to be my slave. I was going to make him work hard and torture him at the same time. My slaves must serve me sexually and physically. This will be an experience he must beg for.

The first thing to do with any of my slaves is to chain them up. I need to ensure their security and make sure they don’t try to escape. I put him up on a long chain by his neck using a color. I gave him a little food and water in a bowl which I made him drink in front of me.

His job was to satisfy me all day. He’d feed me until I was full. I had him get down on his knees and clean the floor around me. While he was down there I made him take off my skirt, panties, and heels. I grabbed the leash and pulled him up to my wet pussy ramming his head into it. I pulled his hair and made him suck my clit, wiggle his tongue hard and fast right above my it. My slave has to satisfy me to the fullest. His face was so deep I could feel it on my cervix. I squirted all over his face, making him gag on my cum.