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Torture Phone Sex – Haunted House

Torture phone sexI volunteered for a haunted house this year. My role was the bound woman who was being slaughtered. What I didn’t expect, however, was the amount of torture they would actually subject me to in the name of their production. Once they had me bound to the big X, they put nipple clamps on me. What I didn’t see was the battery that they had attached to it. They flicked that on the first time, and I about came unglued. My screams were so real, it had the people passing through gasping, covering their mouths, and scurrying to escape. Then, the coupe de grace, another was clipped to my clit, and I am sure the people in the next county heard my screams. My body writhed and worked against the bonds holding me there. They tortured me anew for every set of people who walked through, and I was certain my body would never see pleasure again by the time the night ended.

I’m sorry I lied master..

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My master was leaving for a week. He aloud me to stay at his house under some rules. While I was at his home I need to send him photos of myself fucking both of my holes in each room of his house. I thought I could trick him. I took one set of photos for him. Showered and changed my hair style and makeup, took another set. I thought I had gotten away with it when master came home. He said he wanted to show me something. He handed me his phone and there I was. Standing right in front of him holding his phone while he stared at me with so much anger in his eyes. “You lied to me.” Hit slapped me in the face. “You tried to trick me in my own fucking home?” He made me get on all 4’s and he used my hair as a leash to make me crawl to the punishment room. He tied me up and started spanking me for each day he was gone. He spanked me for each photo I sent that was a lie. Then he brought in a very sexy and thin Asian woman. She spit in my face as she pulled her clothes off. They fucked in front of me taking turns spitting and spanking me. Forcing me to watch someone else please my master. 

Glory hole training

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My master took me on a trip. He said it was to reward me for being a good slave. I was so excited! I packed in a flash and was ready for my master. Waiting for his approval of my outfit but master just grabbed my bags and laughed at me. “Silly girl, we are on vacation.” He helped me up off the ground and into the car. He got me favorite drink for the ride! Pink Lemonade! There is a cooler full of pink lemonade! All for me! I kept pounding them down. They were so good! He said they were special for me and only me. All of the sudden about 4 hours into our drive I had to pee. I was about to explode and was begging my master to pull over. He started laughing “You better not piss yourself. If you do I will punish you.” I couldn’t hold it. “I put a diuretic in all of your precious pink lemonade.” I knew this was too good to be true. He wanted me to piss myself. He wanted to punish me. He kept passing each exit, each bathroom, I was dying. I finally begged and begged as I slowly lost control of my bladder. Releasing the warm piss all over myself in his car. He finally pulled over and dragged me out of the car.

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Calling me a stupid piss whore. He made me go into this nasty looking truck stop in the back wood of West Virginia. I had to beg the cashier to hire me as a toilet. He laughed as he watched my master chain me to the toilet in the stall with holes all around. My master put a sign around my neck that said “Use me as your cum dumpster and you toilet.” Next thing I know a stinky black cock with cum oozing out of the tip slid through one of the holes. I had to suck his stink rotten smelling cock while he pissed down my throat. This is just the first day of our week long trip.. Today is Glory hole and toilet training.. I wonder what tomorrow has in store. 

Sexy Bondage Gift for Boss’s Day

Sexy bondageWell, a few of my guy friends work for the same company, and they know how involved I’m becoming in the BDSM community and lifestyle. So, they came over today, caught me by surprise when they burst past me into my home, and bound me before I could figure out that I should protest. They tied my arms and legs so that I couldn’t really move them, then informed me that I was getting a present by being someone else’s gift: their boss’s.

They picked me up and carried me out the back door to their waiting SUV, then drove me to what I assume was the company office. They carried me in the back door there, too. Given that these guys are construction workers, I was an easy burden for them, and they made sure I knew it. The building had 3 floors, and they took me to the 3rd floor. It was an open area, all one giant office with a standard drafting table on one side, a seating area and bar on the other, and the big desk and chair in the middle. The men delivered me onto the clean-topped desk just as a door near the sitting area opened.

As soon as the boss saw me, his eyes went wide as he sought answers from each of the men standing there, smirking at him. His cock formed a quick tent, amusing the fellas to even wider grins. They thanked him for the privilege of working for such a good man who made sure they were taken care of, and said that I was the gift that would show him how much they appreciated him. After that lovely speech, they disappeared back into the elevator, leaving me bound, gagged, and lying prone on this man’s desk.

He came over to me, asking if I had agreed to this, and knowing the fellas who had brought me as I did, I knew I was in safe hands. I nodded as best I could around the bondage, hoping my eyes were showing enough pleading to convince him that I was his toy for the evening.

He finally seemed to understand, and he began to have his way with me. He was terse and rough, in all the right ways. He sent me home red and welted and very well-loved.

Submissive Whore Enjoys Bondage

Submissive whore I’ve spent the past few days tied up in a couple’s dungeon. They kept me suspended from the ceiling half the time, and tied to a bed the other half. They did untie me for supervised exercise every so often.

In those times I was tied up, however, they pounded my pussy and ass with flogs, crops, Cat-o-9s. They smacked me up and down, pinching and twisting my nipples, squeezing my breasts, and leaving me red from head to toe. The best part, though, is that when my puss and ass weren’t being used and abused by my captors, they were filled with vibrators or fuck-machines which kept me thoroughly wet and near orgasm at all times. My muscles are sore, and my body is bruised, but I swear, I have never felt more alive, nor more loved and cherished. I was so well taken care of, and I cannot wait until I get to do that again!

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Spanking Phone Sex W/ a Naughty Slut

Spanking phone sex is on when Subby Slut Bo disobeys her boss. Asking me into his office for a “discussion”, and in turn pulls his cock out for me to service. I failed to get on my knees quick enough.

In forcing me down and shoving his meatlog in my mouth he was sure to keep hold of my hair. I failed at taking his cock the way he wanted me to and yanked me, by my hair, to his knee. He pulled me over his knee and yanked up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and spanked me like a submissive slut.

Once he had my ass red and stinging he pulled me up then tossed me over the ottoman and rammed his cock into my sopping wet cunt from behind.

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Torture Phone Sex at a Club

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I was invited out to a strip club tonight. As I’ve never been to one before, I thought i’d give it a go. When we got there, I noticed a theme going on. Every table had at least 2 people, and one of those people was tied to their chair with varying degrees of intricate bondage going on. Every single person who was bound to a chair was bound quite naked. My 2 friends and I sat at a table near the front, and enjoyed the show happening on the stage. I was unprepared when the set ended and my friends hauled me up, and physically carried me onto the stage. A table was being brought out, and my friends were stripping me down. They bound me to that table, and they proceeded to smack and torture me. After 2 full songs of torture and beatings, they started unbinding me. When I stood back up on my own 2 feet on that table, with their loving support, they began to point out each and every one of the marks they had left. We received cheers and cat calls. People LOVED IT!! I felt embarrassed, but 100% pleased with the praise. I hope to do that again soon!

Spanking Phone Sex with Gretchen

Spanking phone sexI’ve been talking to a guy for a few weeks now, and I decided to let it get sexual. I invited him over for dinner the other night. After dinner, I seduced him into my bedroom with passionate kisses. He was surprised to see the bindings tied onto the bed, but the lust in his eyes once he looked at me was unmistakable. He said that the bindings had better be for me, because he didn’t do the sub thing. When I agreed that they were for me, he promptly picked me up and carried me to the bed. He sat on the edge of it and turned me over his knee. He smacked my ass once and told me that was for not doing this before now. He smacked again in the same spot, telling me that one was for setting it up without discussing it with him beforehand. He smacked my ass a third time and ran it down my ass crack and slit. He did that again, and once more. Then, his hand snaked inside my panties. Before I knew what was happening, he had flipped me around and tied me up. I know we’ll wind up having to draw up a contract, but for the moment, we enjoyed ourselves immensely.

Submissive Sex with a Stranger

Submissive sexAs I was on the way home from picking up groceries, I felt I was being followed. I can’t describe it too well, just that eerie prickling sensation you get. Well, I was right, because no sooner had I gotten to my stoop and turned about to have a look than this hottie walked up the stairs to stand next to me. He asked if he could help me in, said he’d seen me struggling the last block or so, but didn’t want to seem like he was harassing me by trying to yell out or catch up to me.

He pushed past me the instant my door was open, and he grabbed my groceries. The moment my door was closed and I turned around, he was on me. He pinned my arms to the door above my head and pressed his legs around my own. His mouth lowered to mine, and he took control and possession of me. It was scary, but thrilling and such a turn on that I couldn’t have resisted if I had the presence of mind to. I melted into his control.