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Getting to know Hypoxyphilia

Submissive WhoreHypoxyphilia (more commonly known as ‘autoerotic asphyxiation’) is a rare and potentially life threatening sexual paraphilia where a person seeks to reduce supply of oxygen to the brain during a heightened state of sexual arousal. The definition was floating through my head as I wheezed for breath. My head so light and floaty as that belt around my neck just off my air just enough. It was amazing when mixed with the cock fucking me hard from behind. My master’s growls of pleasure flitting my ears as he held the belt like a leash. Just keeping me on the edge of consciousness so there was nothing but this floating, beautiful, abyss of pleasure all around me and running through me. I love it when my Master chokes me as he uses my pussy… Especially when we cum together, my pussy so tight around his cock as he twitches inside of me filling me with his amazing cum.

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I have never been “mummified” before. They took this gauze that reminds me of that sticky stuff they use when you give blood, and they wrapped my entire upper body, save for my breasts, up. My arms were essentially glued to my sides. Then, they wrapped my head, leaving just my face open to see what was going on, and to breathe. Once I was laid, gently, on the bed, they started to pinch and torture my nipples, rub and flick my clit, and ram fingers into my cunt. I thought I was good to go, until they all stopped what they were doing and backed up a step from the bed. That’s when I saw the hand coming down at me from alongside my head. XXX bondage

They’d brought in a violet wand. I felt the first shock on my exposed breast, just away from the nipple. I groaned and quivered. The next shock came directly on my nipple, and I tried to pull away, which only brought laughter. The wand touched the other nipple, and I shuddered, still trying to pull away from the shocks. Then, they moved the wand lower, and lower….to my wet and waiting cunny. They touched that wand to each of the inner thighs, then the lips, then directly on my clit, my vag, and my ass hole. Each new shock brought another groan, even as my body continued to tremble. By the time they finished with the wand, I was a mass of nerves; and when they fucked me, I came so hard and so many times that it hurt.

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Master asked me if I had been doing my anal training like I was told too. I lied and said told him yes. He could read right through my lie. He told me to pulled my panties down and spread my self open for him. I didn’t want to do it, but I had to. Master was already mad, I didn’t want to make him madder! I pulled my panties down and spread my ass cheeks open, just as I was told to do so. Master took his cock and slapped it against my puckered asshole! He asked me again “Have you been fucking your asshole like I want you too?” I started to cry “No master, I am so sorry master! I have been so constipated, it just hurts so much master!” He slammed his cock in my backed up and tight asshole! He started fucking me so hard and then I smelled it! I smelled the shit that he was fucking out of me! He was punishing my dirty asshole like the worthless stupid fucking whore that I was. I didn’t do as my master told me and now he is brutally fucking the shit out of my asshole! 

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Submissive Phone Sex on the Subway

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is the only kind I am allowed to have per my Master. When I told him I needed some extra money and suggested phone sex as a way to supplement his stipend, he said only if I was being a phone submissive. Of course that is what I would be. I don’t think I know how to be dominant. I only know to do what I am told. The world of the phone sex submissive, however, is not as dark as the real world. My car is in the shop getting repaired, so I had to take the subway to and from work this week. On Wednesday, I encountered some young thugs who knew I was a worthless piece of trash. In front of my entire cab car, they ripped my clothes off and force fucked me. They laughed and ridiculed the fat old whore as they thrust their cocks in and out of my worthless holes. The encouraged the other males on the subway to fuck me too. “She’s just a submissive whore, don’t feel sorry for her,” they joked. Random strangers violated my ass and pussy. Some spit on me; others pissed on me. Still others just jacked off on me like I was some bukkake whore. I would have screamed for help, but I know I am worthless piece of shit who didn’t deserve rescuing. I let men violate me for over an hour. New guys would get on the subway and join the fun. Even when the original attackers reached their stop, other guys took their place as the ring leaders. All the women on the train in full few of my public humiliation, enjoyed watching me get violated. One woman even fisted my whore cunt as she called me names. When I arrived to work my clothes were dirty, torn and smelling of piss. I was covered in cum and walking funny. My master greeted me with, “I see someone primed you for me today whore.”

Can You Break Me?

BDSM phone sexI have a real attraction to strong men. Okay, it’s more like an addiction. It gets me so excited when a man knows exactly how to handle me. I can be a handful, so I need a man who will put me in my place. The rougher, the better! Tie me up if you want to work me over like the pain slut that I am. Once I’m hog-tied with my body exposed, start out with a lit cigarette. Something about the feeling of it burning my flesh makes me hot! I cough up the biggest wad of spit in my mouth and hurl it into your eye. Is the lit cigarette all you got?!! I want you to unload everything on me. Ahhhh…that’s right, you’ve got those nipple clamps with the teeth on them.

Bukkake Phone Sex – The Slave

Master was throwing a party, and I was to serve his guests. He had me dress in a Slave Leia outfit he’d had designed specifically for me, and had me on a chain. After a couple of hours of serving, Master told me to have a drink with him. He handed me a glass of wine, which I indulged in from my natural position at his feet. He ordered me back to serving, and I got back to tending to his guests. Within half an hour, I began to feel strange. I went and waited for my Master to grant my silent request to talk. When I told him that I was feeling poorly, a huge smile crossed his face, and I knew then that he had drugged me.Bukkake phone sex

That was when he nodded at all of his guests. Half of them left, and the other half started toward me. The first to reach me helped strip the clothes from my body while Master held my chain tightly. He commanded me to suck and fuck everyone there, and through the haze, I did just that. I sucked every man who put his cock anywhere near my face. I stroked any others while I sucked, and eventually everyone got impatient in their lust. I found myself being lifted and settled down over one cock, which rammed itself firmly into my ass, while another plunged balls deep into my cunt. I was getting fucked in all of my holes, and my hands were full of cock, too, and it all felt like a dream due to the drugs. They filled my body with cum time and again, until I was left limp and drugged and covered in jizz. Master tended to me then, treating me tenderly as he bathed me and took me to bed to have his own fill of me.

This MILF Bonadge Whore Gets Herself into Some Humiliating Pickles

bondage whoreAs a bondage whore, I get myself in all sorts of humiliating pickles. I know I ask for it because I am a stupid whore. Most women would never let men do the disgusting things they do to me. I have been on Tinder looking for new masters to play with when my current master gives me permission. My current master is more than 2 decades older than me and therein lies the problem. He is now too old to punish me like I need to be punished. I thought if I was on Tinder, I could find younger men to own me. Younger men will outlive me so I will not me in the predicament I am now. On Tinder you rarely get a person’s real name or a face picture. I have been using some bandage pictures of me, but not showing my face. So, for trying to be discreet, I ended up hooking up with my son’s best friend. This young man is a deviant. I had no clue. When he realized the old whore he was hooking up with was one of his best friend’s mother, he smacked me across the face. When he came into the house,  I got a sucker punch to the stomach  that threw me to the ground. He spit on me as he kicked me several times. He kept calling me a dirty whore and a sorry excuse for a mother. His cock was rock hard, however, so I knew he  liked the idea of having a submissive whore who was a friend’s mom. This boy has mommy issues and I was paying for them. He tied me up like a carpet, pissed on me, shit in my mouth and then came on my face. He left me on my floor like that for my son to discover when he came home. I didn’t have the balls to tell him what his best friend did to me. I’m still in a quandary over seeing him again. So young yet so violent, sick and degrading. He scares me but turns me on at the same time.

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Master got me a new toy and it is absolutely diabolical. It is a dildo with an inflatable tip. Well, Master attached it to a chain, shoved it inside of my pussy, and inflated to tip to the point where I couldn’t get it back out! I’ve never been chained up to anything by my pussy. He left me chained to a pole like a dog on the street and then left me there for hours. Of-course, I was a good girl, and I tried my best not to whimper. After a couple of hours it started to get really uncomfortable, all I wanted was for Master to come set me free. Please Master, I will do anything. You can come fuck my ass, pussy, or throat, please just take this thing out. When Master finally came back I was so relieved. When he took the toy out I instantly came. There was such a release of pressure I couldn’t stand it. I wonder what sort of toy Master will get for me next time.

BDSM Chat – Master’s Bad Day

BDSM chatMaster was pissed! I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew he would tell me. I assumed the position as quickly as I could once he slammed through the door, on my knees, hands palms up on top of them, head turned to the floor, back straight, ready for Master’s every command. He barked an order, and I all but ran to get him his plate of food, his drink was already sitting in front of him at his spot on the table. As my naked body appeared carrying his tray, he never once turned to look at me. I knelt next to his chair and placed the food in front of him, keeping my eyes on the plate. I could feel him staring at the side of my face as I cut up his food to feed him, but I knew better than to look at him. I was almost done with the preparation of his food, but before I knew what was happening, he was lifting me off of the floor. He carried me over to the living room windows, large floor-to-ceiling windows, and pressed my entire body up against it. We were high above the city, but I knew that if any of our neighbors looked out, they would see my naked form pressed against the glass. One of his hands came up to cover one of my tits as the other slid around front and into my cunt, covering the majority of my nudity even as he started fucking me with his fingers. His lips found my ear and started whispering harshly into it, all the atrocities that had happened that day, along with his displeasure at the way I had sent him to work without a blow job. I knew better than to say anything before he gave me permission, so I didn’t. Then, he was ramming his cock into my ass while he fingered my cunt, and I moaned and groaned with the sensations, but still didn’t dare to open my mouth. There, pressed against the window high above the city, for all the world to see, I was fucked hard enough to rattle the glass over and over.

Scat phone sex Becoming a Dirty Whore

Scat phone sexIt was time for yearly review and in not sure what I did to displease Master but from what I’ve heard in the works and the giggles as I pass by my comrades has me worried.  I was a big girl though and loved being Master’s property. So I knew I could do whatever he had planned for me! It didn’t make me any less nervous though when I met Master and found the other Masters in our community and their slaves all together in our shower room. Incense burning in every corner and the room lit by candles giving it an oddly supernatural quality as my lungs filled with the smell of sandalwood and jasmine. I went to kneel before my Master. Presenting myself with palms up and knees parted so he could inspect me. “Go slave, kneel in the middle of the room over the drain and present.” I moved into the position as told and Master and two others came to me with unprocessed jute rope. The fibers were rough and itchy as they tied my arms to my chest, wrist to my thighs, and thighs to my calves. Forcing me to stay in position 1 without hurting myself and then tied my hair to my ankles making my back arch and forcing me to look up rather than the traditional down. I still wasn’t sure what my task was, but based on the sadistic grins and sympathetic glances from the other submissives I was sure it would not be good. I became excited when I heard the sound of belts and flies being undone. Looking over to see what I was assuming would be hard cocks but realized in a few seconds, as they all squatted on the tiled floor and started to grunt I was not going to get fucked anytime soon. As they all unloaded their bowels onto the tiled floor. Their slaves coming over and scooping up the shit, mouthing their apologies as they started to smear me with shit. My Master laughed at my disgusted face and grinned down at me. “I thought I’d make you into the dirty whore I know you are. Aren’t you going to say thank you?” I felt my stomach roil, the smell, the feeling, it was just making me sick but I was a good slave. So well trained I would do anything and everything to make my Master happy. Even if it was to say “Thank you Master for making me a dirty whore”