When your born to be a submissive whore it is all you know. So when I see all the romantic crap they show on TV or in the movies I just can’t relate. I know deep long passionate kisses on screen make most women weak in the knees and all horny and turned on. All I can think about is how incomplete it is without him biting her lip and drawing blood. When i see a love scene where a man is gently caressing his woman and she is being brought to the heights of passion by his sweet embrace. All I can think about is how much better that would be if her tits had nipple clamps with rings that were attached to rope and hooks in the ceiling, pulling them so taunt that the pain turned to pleasure. And how much more he would love it if in addition to that her wrists and ankles were bound to the corners of the bed so that she was spread eagle and vulnerable to his touch. Top all that off by blindfolding her so that she can’t see what is coming. Make her smell the fresh leather of the whip as you run it over her body watching the goose flesh form as she anticipates when the stinging crack will touch her tender skin changing it from alabaster white to crimson red with small droplets of blood rising to the surface waiting to escape through the pores so that you can lick it from her body. I don’t know about you but the thought of having heated sex like this has my pussy all wet and aching to cum. That other vanilla, fairy tale shit is for the birds and would never make my pussy such a cream covered mess. 
Category: Extreme bondage
Born To Be A Submissive Whore
BDSM chat with Naomi
Looking into your eyes as you tie me to the bed scares me, but it also turns me on. My pussy drips as I hear the words roll of your tongue as you humiliate me. The mean words you say hurts me. I love it. The way you degrade me and make me feel worthless is so sexy. Treat me like a piece of shit. Call me names as you shove your thick cock down my throat. Force me to take your cock balls deep down my throat. Fill up my mouth and make me humiliate myself. Throat fuck me and make me your stupid cum whore. Make me your dirty fuck hole. I want to be your slave and make you happy. Abuse me, fuck me, humiliate me. Spank me and choke me with your big thick cock. I want to be covered in your warm sticky cum. I even want you to use me as your toilet. Please master, use me.
Submissive Whore for Extreme Female Bondage and Pain
According to my Master, the only thing better than a submissive whore, is two submissive whores. I was ordered to find him another subby MILF to play with that day. I know his type. He likes his MILFS to have a little meat on their bones and nice big natural tits. Loves a screamer. My friend Helen was perfect. She is not a full time subby like me, but she likes extreme play with the right man. Not sure my Master is the right man, but if I did not bring him a sexy MILF to play with, I would have been a black and blue MILF.
I told Helen I had a friend for her to meet; asked her to come by my office for lunch. The moment Master saw her big beautiful breasts, I no longer existed. She seemed smitten with him too. She wouldn’t be for long. Master is into extreme female bondage and pain. She was flirting with him, giving me a look of appreciation. I felt bad. But, I would sell my own daughter if Master told me to do it. When Master invited Helen into his private office, I knew she would soon regret being my friend. Didn’t take long before I heard her screaming. After an hour, Master ordered me into his sanctum. There was my friend, bound and gagged.
Her breasts were tied so tightly they were turning colors. It was clear Master had used them as punching bags. He is obsessed with boobs, but not in a good way. Not only had he turned Helen’s boobs black and blue with restraints and his fists, he had stuck hat pins through her nipples. There was my friend with mutilated breasts, a dog collar around her neck, strung up by the throat and her hands and feet restrained. She had been crying. I felt like a bad friend. My first emotion was not guilt, not even remorse for handing her over to a sadist. It was jealously. I was envious of the attention Master lavished on Helen while I was shut out of the office. I use to be his favorite girl, but he has grown bored of me.
Helen screamed, fought, showed pain. I’m more seasoned. I smile and beg for more. Master wants to hurt a bitch, but he doesn’t want her to like it. I need to learn to not show my pleasure in my pain like Helen does. I have lost a friend, but hopefully I can renew my relationship with my Master. In the meantime, maybe you can use me. Make it really hurt. Make me cry. Make me scream. Just like Master likes.
Punish Me Master: I Need Slave Bondage
My boss was out of the office for a few hours. I know the rules. But, I thought it would be fun to play around in his office for a bit. He would never know. I sat in his big comfy office chair and masturbated. He never lets me cum, so I played naughty secretary at his desk. I should have known better. He had a hidden camera in his office because he cannot trust me. He texted, “Someone needs more slave training.” I knew I was in trouble. I went back to my office, scared, awaiting my punishment.
There was no apologizing to master. I violated the trust. I needed punished. I needed slave bondage. He made me disrobe. I received 32 lashes with his whip. A lash for each minute I sat in his office chair. He put nipple clamps on my worthless tits and attached a chain to my clit so when he yanked it, he hurt all three of my sensitive spots at once. He was just warming up. I had to put on the sensory deprivation suit. I hate it. It restricts my movement and breathing. Plus it is so tight on my curvy body, I sweat like a pig. Master suspended me in his office, above his desk. I was hanging like a bug trapped in a spider web. Sweating, struggling to breathe, unable to move, receiving electric shocks to my breasts in 32 second intervals. Master loves to punish me.
I hung above his desk not for 32 minutes, but 32 hours. When he released me, I was close to passing out. “Next time you violate the rules of the office, I will leave you hanging for 32 days, whore,” he seethed as he spit in my face. I cleaned up and completed my work duties. I am both scared and aroused by my master. I’m such a punishment whore.
Confession: Young Slut & P Mommy
“Don’t fucking scream slut” He ordered me as I woke up completely bound on the couch. I was wet and slick, it was clear I was turned on. I thought to were my little ones were, asleep in their rooms. “I’m going to fuck you and your brats till you’re begging me for more you fucking whore.” He snarled at me and went to get them… I knew I should be scared and mad, but I was turned on and curious, but I pretend to struggle a little… wondering what he was going to do to my little ones. He took them both out and made them get on their knees. He forced to watch as he shoved a giant dildo into my ass, making me scream against the ball gag. They watched again as he applied nipple clams to my already rock hard nipples. I wanted to beg for more, I wanted it all to stop but I was soaking fucking wet. I was so turned on and the little ones watching it all turned me on even more thinking about the same thing happening to them. He must have read my mind, because he scooped up my youngest and spread her little ass apart shoving a fat butt plug into her virgin ass. I didn’t mean to but I moan and tried to cross my legs to hide how incredibly turned on I was, but he saw the lust in my eyes. “You sick P Mommy, you like to watch your little daughters holes get violated just like you don’t you?” I said nothing and you grabbed a fistful of hair, shoving my head down on his cock and removing the ball gag in place of his cock. He held my head there until I thought I was going to pass out, that’s when he lifted me up and I finally admitted to him what was making my pussy so fucking wet.
Submissive Whore Garden; Water Them In
“This is the way we wash out whores
wash our whores
wash our whores
This is the way we wash our whores
even though their undeserving!”
This is what Master sings to us as he plants the submissive whore garden. He wants to plant us and break us so that we can sprout out into good little BDSM phone sex sluts. I have no problem with this. I am an undeserving cunt, so any affection show to me from Master I am grateful of. First he cleans us, watering out body away from every impurity. He uses the hose on out naked bodies. The stream is sharp and pain full. He also has his Mistress whip us every time we wince, whimper or try to turn our head from the water.
Once the ground is nice and moist we dig our own holes to be planted. If we take to long, we get lashed, so we must hurry and not make a mess. This is hard since it is muddy and Mistress gives me lots of spankings on my naked ass. Then Master takes rope, not nylon but twine, and ties me up nice and tight. He does not want me to wiggle free. After he pushes me to the ground he buries all the mud around me compacting me in.
It is a tight fit and very hard to breathe. Every time I breath too heavy the mud fills in the space that the mud has now made. As I gag and cough Master continues to water me singing his song over and over. Then he whips out his cock and feeds me my whore food for the night. Between his giant rod force fucking my throat and the pounds of mud pushing on my chest I would up passing out.
After a few days of this continues cycle of growth in the hole Mistress helps me emerge from the ground. Ready to start a new cycle of training!
Bondage Whore Tied Up for The Weekend
As a bondage whore, I love to be restrained. For hours or for days. My son loves to tie me up, force fuck me and let me guess how long he is going to leave me bound and gagged. This weekend he was in a particularly nasty mood. Not sure what I did to piss him off, but he was not happy with his mommy. He stormed into my bedroom Friday morning, dragged me naked out of bed and slapped a ball gag in my mouth. He preceded to restrain my limbs. My hands were secured behind me, my feet tied together.
I could only hobble. He tossed me on the ground and began to force fuck his mommy. I was like his punching doll. He took all his aggression out on me. He rabbit fucked me for about an hour before dumping a load of cum all over my face. I thought for sure he would release me since he got his anger out. He pissed on me and left me there on the floor, tied up and smelling like a toilet. I begged him to let me go, but he left the house. I didn’t see him again until late Sunday night. I spent the weekend in my own home tied up and gagged. I got resourceful. I drank out of the toilet for water, just like a dog. I even ate the dog’s food to satisfy the hunger pains.
Just what my son wanted. A human pet. When he came home to untie me, he slapped a collar and leash on me and told me what a good bitch I was going to make. I will be a good bitch for you too.
BDSM Phone Sex Takes a Bound and Force Fuck Turn
I love to please my Master. That means being no taboo and doing anything and everything that he could desire, even if it is being his little fuck whore force fuck slut. To Master it was not enough to be roleplayed, he wanted it to be real and real it was. He waited till I fell asleep at my own home, and he was not going to tell me when. So when that day come it was an absolute surprise. I laid up and screamed as he shoved his way into my tight dry cunt. It was even worse when he pulled out and force fucked his way into my ass. The sting of pain ran up my spine and over every single nerve ending. I cried out only to be silenced with his hand around my throat. He was masked, so there was no real way to know it was him and not some other intruder. When he was finished he slapped his hand across my ass and and drug me out of the bed by my hair. Once the the living room he placed his foot on top of me holding me down to the ground while he got a drink. Then he walked me to the living room for force fuck two. This time my cunt was a little bit wet. I was ready and from the roughness I was becoming aroused. When he was done with me he bound me up and tossed me onto the couch. It was going to be a long weekend he warned me. I would be ready and willing every second though. I loved it rough!

















