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Bratty Girl Gets Punished

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Sometimes, I can be a little too bratty for my own good. I was with this guy at his house and I just could not drop the attitude that day. He asked if he could take my jacket but I told him if he wanted to make himself useful, he could go get me a drink. Clenching his jaw, he went and brought me back a mixed drink, which smelled of vodka and pineapples. I scowled and demanded something else! The sweetness would surely give me a headache. He grabbed me by the throat and said I was such a brat and I needed to learn some respect. He slapped me across the face and tied my wrists together after pinning me down. Dragging me down to his basement, my ass hit each stair with a loud thud. He threw me onto this table, which wasn’t long enough to support my legs, meaning I had to keep them held up. Securing me to the table, he put a metal rod in my mouth, which also locked into the table. I couldn’t lift my head or turn it very far either. I was completely helpless! My wrists were hooked up beneath the table, behind my head. With brute force, he entirely ripped off any clothing still left on me. I did not have a spare outfit with me. Unbuttoning his pants, he took out his rock hard cock and started railing me with no mercy. My pussy took the beating as he slapped my perky tits, telling me what a stupid whore I was. I needed to learn some manners and he was going to teach me. Pulling my legs up with his arms, he then fucked my tight, dry asshole, ripping into me. I screamed in pain, but he did not let up what so ever. I couldn’t beg him for forgiveness with the metal bar in my mouth, so I hoped my pleading whimpers would be understood. But they were not, or, at least, went unacknowledged. He spent hours doing whatever he wished to me. By the time he was done, it was dark outside and he made me walk home in my tattered clothing.

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I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.

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He had a massive fucking dick, and I was so horny that I just wanted to gobble it up. He wasn’t having any of it, though. Just BECAUSE I wanted that dick in my mouth, he denied me. He started playing with my pussy – fingering my clit, sliding those fingers into my cunt, massaging gently and just driving me batty. When I thought he was finally going to fill my pussy up with that big dick, I was mistaken. Submissive sexHe started to slide that dick into my tight, dry ass. His pussy-juice covered hand came up to wrap around my throat and catch my moans before they could escape me. He worked himself into my sphincter completely dry, forcing the head past the tight muscles. He thrust in and out, shoving that dick further and further up my sphincter. He even sat down with me on his lap and held my legs up and back some so that he could force his big dick even deeper into me. Once he finally got that shaft balls-deep into my cunt, he started working it in and out, over and over, driving that dick into my g-spot from behind. He worked me into a frenzy, so much so that I started doing my best to bounce up and down on him even as he held me prone. When I came, I gushed juices all down my ass and his cock and balls. He made me clean it, too, but I totally didn’t mind!

Bondage Whore is the Table

Bondage whoreForniphilia is a form of bondage and sexual objectification in which a person’s body is incorporated into a chair, table, cabinet or other piece of furniture. I kept reminding myself of this as my arms were strapped into a V and my legs together making me a table. My head was even covered with a mask and some strappy things wrapped around me to make me more sexy. There was a cold tray on my back, heavy with drinks and snacks. I was a good table as I listened to my Master woo his date, the purrs and happy noises she was making lets me know he’s doing well. I can smell his musk and hear wet slurping noises. His breath catching confirms that Master is getting his cock sucked. She gags for a moment coming up for breath, panting and I know he took her head and held her down. Put all his cock in her throat at once before pulling her off of his cock. I felt the tray lifted off of my back. Surprised as I felt a warm body lean over me. Putting their weight on me. Her soft pillowy breasts pressing into my back. I heard the sound of a belt being pulled out of belt loops before I heard a sharp hard crack across an ass. The girl resting on me moaned and a shiver ran through her. Knowing I was being her support, her table, make my pussy so wet and helped me to forget the soreness of my muscles from the awkward and hard position to keep. So as he kept spanking her with the belt, her nails gripping and digging into my side. The surprised cries. The gasps as leather impact skin. I just couldn’t help but get wetter and wetter. I could feel my own pussy juices trickling down my thighs as the belt thumped onto the ground. Then the conjoined moans of two people experiencing each other. My Master was fucking this woman while she used me for support. Each thrust I could feel her moan against my back, feel those shivers of pleasure and the pin prick of her nails. He thrust harder making her rock back and forth over me as the room filled with the sound and smell of their fucking and it was so amazing. When she came on me, quivering with the orgasm. Master grunting as he came into her. I felt my own pussy contract, cumming without it ever being touched. Just because I got to be their table for their fucking.

Submissive Slut – Valentine’s Surprise

Submissive slutI went to a Valentine’s Day bash at a friend’s house. I have loved these parties ever since I attended my first one, and I couldn’t wait to subject myself to all the forms of torture and pleasure that awaited me. What I didn’t expect was that there would be a “greeting area” set up outside of the room where the party would be. They stopped me, made me strip right there, then bound my hands, blindfolded me, and put a rag-gag in my mouth. At least they were kind enough to put some kind of strawberry flavored oil on it. I was led into a room by at least one dom, and laid out stomach-down on a leather, padded bed or table; my nipples got hard with the first contact with that cold material. I knew my cunt was dripping, but I didn’t care. The sounds of others breathing were all around me. I could hear a couple of voices across the room, but there was no way to hear what they were saying. When things finally got started, I could hear movements, and then shrill cries from other girls. It made me anxious, but the anticipation also made my cunt start pulsating with lust. Finally, I could feel someone next to my own table. I expected pinching, electric wand, clamps, something that didn’t make much noise, but produced a good bit of pain. I did NOT expect someone to start carving skin off my ass. It hurt, at first, but the pain became unbearable after a bit, and I couldn’t help the moans and cries that started to come from me. I could hear other girls around me being fucked, but I was in torment. When they finally stopped carving into me, someone leaned down and kissed the tortured area before fingers entered my cunt. They drove me to orgasm so many times last night, AND I love the heart they gave me on my ass!!Hardcore bondage

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Rape phone sex fantasiesMy boss had been eying me for months now. I’ve been a good girl and putting him off as my Master has not given me permission to play with him. So I was rather surprised when I was working on some filing in his office when I felt a sharp pain across the back of my head making everything go black. I have no idea how long I’d been out but I woke up to a splitting headache. My mouth dry and in pain. Hands behind my back, knees tied together, and my ankles tied together. I tried to cry out but the gag in my mouth wouldn’t let me make much noise and I looking around realized I was in a house but I didn’t didn’t really get a chance to look before I saw bare ankles and hairy legs in front of my line of sight and then I heard my boss’ voice. Good you’re awake. I’ve been waiting for you so you could enjoy me too. Then I felt his hands gril my hips and move me into a doggy position. I squirmed trying to get away but it was no use. His hands pushed my skirt up and ripped away my panties and stockings. He didn’t wait though, shoving his hard cock into my mostly dry pussy making me scream behind the gag as he began to fuck me. “Fuck fuck fuck it’s so tight” he groaned to himself before filling me with cum after a sad minute or two. He patted my ass sighing happily. “See what you’ve been missing Casey. Now just let me recover and we can do it again. After all, I can’t let you go can I?”

Submissive Whore Super Bowl

submissive whoreIt was a submissive whore Super Bowl weekend for me.  Did you know that Super Bowl Sunday is the biggest sex trafficking day of the year? My Master may be getting old, but he has stock in a sex trade ring. Lots of girls come into our city from other countries to service Master and his wealthy clients. My house warehoused several extremely young things this past weekend. I was ordered to be the house mother of sorts. I had to get them cleaned up and looking the part of willing and eager little sex sluts for Master’s party. I felt bad for them. I am a willing submissive slut, but these little angels were drugged and stolen from their homes. Master told me not to bond with them. He said they are just little cash cows; nothing more than whores who if stayed in their homes would have died eventually of neglect or health issues. Some of the girls were so young, I could only imagine that a cock would ruin their tiny holes. Master could see I was feeling empathy for the young girls so he made me fuck them with a strap on.  He wanted his cash cows to fear me. I knew if I didn’t do as I was told, I would suffer greatly and the little girls might even die because as he said, “Girls like this come and go every day unnoticed. You can too Bernice.” Master found out that I slipped them some roofies so they wouldn’t feel the pain as much. He had some of his goons force fuck me and beat me until I was black and blue and bloodied.  I ended up with a hot shot too and tossed into the Super Bowl party mix. Just another piece of whore meat to be fucked and abused. I get it though, woman are just here for your enjoyment, even old whores like me.

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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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