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The Cum Slut’s : A Perverts dream

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You sick fucks, prepare for a twisted journey into the depths of sexual debauchery.

Meet Rosalie, a submissive slut par excellence. Her needs are simple: dominate her, bind her, and fuck her raw!

my  quest for XXX bondage starts with a simple tweet, a cry for help to fuel my depravity. I’m a desperate whore, and Twitter delivers—@FuckaliciousSex, a den of perverted souls, a treasure trove of kinks!I text my master, ready for action. He arrives, and the fun begins—a brutal spanking, a cock-slap across my face, and the pain sets my heart racing.

My body’s on fire, writhing in ecstasy as his fingers rubbing my clit and penetrate my asshole. He punishes me, he says I’m a “fuck whore,” and I thrive on the abuse.I’m a masochistic mess, loving the spit, the slaps, and that sweet, sweet cum.I’m a cum slut, and I own it!

This is my manifesto—a celebration of all things perverted. Join the revolution, you pervs!

Rule the Bondage whore, make my agony fierce

Bondage whoreHot little Bondage whore here and I live for the thrill of extreme restraint and the sweet agony of never-ending submission. Some people might say I’m a glutton for punishment, but I like to think of myself as a connoisseur of pain.

I crave the feeling of cold metal biting into my skin as I’m locked away in a cage, unable to move, unable to escape. The tightness of ropes and the pressure of chains are my drugs of choice, and I’m always hungry for more.

Chain me from the ceiling like the piece of meat I am. While I hang there I hope you unleash a tirade of  psychological torment. I’m a stupid fucking bitch and I need to be put in my place. Make me fear you to the point I soak myself in piss. I’ll be your little submissive whore forever, or until you are bored with me. I do work very hard though, I will do anything to Make my Master happy.

Tighten that final knot around the neck. I want you to choke me until I pass out. Fuck my limp body. I know how much you enjoy a quiet girl. I am here for every Extreme bondage desire you have. With me there is no limitations with me and maybe if I’m lucky you will snuff me out with your cock.

 

Bondage and submission is what master loves with me

Bondage and submission always gets my master stiff. Since I have been trained so well, I know what position my master wanted me in. Therefore, I got on my knees with my hands behind my back. “Not tonight, I want you grabbing your ankles” he instructed me to do. That is exactly what I did, and my master tied me up right away. Then I watched as I my master grabbed his whip. The sting on my ass sent shivers to my cunt. It always made me submit and master knows it. “Thank you, sir, may I have more? ” I begged like a worthless whore. My master loves when I submit and beg.

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, he kept whipping me hard over and over. At some point, my body was trembling. “You nasty slut, you cunt is dripping down to your ankles. Since I was spread open, my master has a perfect view of my dripping cunt. He took a break from the bondage whipping, to slap me with his cock. It makes his dick stiff, knowing I submit to his use and torture. “Open your mouth whore” my master instructed as he dropped his balls right in it.

After all the testing I have received I knew what I had to do. Soon I was sucking on his balls like I was a feeding animal. Since I have been trained well, I even stuck my tongue in my master’s asshole. Best way to get on my master’s side is with some Prostate milking. I milked my master’s prostate until he was so drained, he couldn’t go back to whipping me. “Thank you master” with a face dripping in cum. That’s the best life a worthless subby slut can hope for. 

A Submissive Slut Gets Fucked In Silence

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A submissive slut is meant to be seen and not heard. Daddy let me know that early on. He would shove my own dirty panties in my mouth and duct tape my mouth shut. He would have me get undressed and order me to put my hands behind my back. After securing the rope on my wrists he would spank me with a wooden spoon so hard that the skin would break sometimes. I was never allowed to cry out loud or make any noise. He said that good girls are quiet and don’t make trouble. So I’d sob, silently because I was his personal whore. After the beating stopped, he always told me how much he loved me and took his pants and underwear off. His fat cock was always stiff and dripping. Daddy would push it in my cunnie hard and fast, fucking me so violently that I could feel it ripping me on the inside. Every time I was silent though because what is a kept daughter supposed to do? Daddy says if I continue to be a good concubine that maybe he’ll put a baby in me.

Rosalie’s Rough Ride: Bare bottom spankings

Bare bottom spankingsI’m bent over, my bare ass sticking up in the air, inviting the dominant hand that’ll land on it. The anticipation is killing me—I crave the sting of a well-deserved spanking.And he obliges, that sadistic son of a bitch. His hand connects with my ass, the slap echoing through the room. I moan, my cunt dripping with pleasure.Each smack drives me wilder, my body trembling with delight. He spanks me hard, leaving no inch of my ass untouched.

But that’s not all this pervert has in store. Oh no—he’s got a cock that needs attention, and my mouth is hungry for it.I take him deep, my eyes rolling back in ecstasy. A vicious cycle—my ass is spanked, my mouth fucked. Both holes are desperate for intrusion.He grabs my hair, pushing my face into the mattress. The gag reflex kicks in, but I welcome the discomfort. It’s the price to pay for such pleasure.

My asshole twitches with anticipation, begs for attention. He notices, the bastard, and slips a thumb past my resistance.

The stretch is intense, but the pain is heavenly. He fucks my ass with his thumb, spanks my butt cheeks red.I’m soaked, my juices dripping onto the bed. The spanking, the oral—it’s all making me wild, my fuckholes yearning for release.

Then, finally, he penetrates me. The cock tears through my pussy, slamming into me roughly. I squeal in delight, my body put through the wringer.

He chokes me, my struggles only exciting him further. The fuck gets rougher, faster—I’m a wild animal being ridden hard.

And when he reaches his limit, he paints my walls with jizz. I’ve earned this creamy reward, this sign of a job well done.

I’m Rosalie, and damned proud of my spanking obsession. You know you love it too.

Female Bondage Whore Jacquline Loves Getting Dominated

female bondageAs a woman who loves all things female bondage, I live for the feeling of being completely helpless and at the mercy of my partner. The thought of being tied up, gagged, and left to their devices sends shivers down my spine. When Rod mentioned his Christian Grey side, I knew we were destined to explore some serious kinks together.

One night after work, he surprised me with an entire dungeon-themed room in our basement complete with St. Andrew’s crosses, stockades, suspension frames…you name it! He had even gone as far as buying custom-made latex catsuits that hugged every curve on my body perfectly while leaving nothing to the imagination.

As soon as I stepped into the room lit only by candles flickering softly on walls casting eerie shadows everywhere…I felt myself wetten instantly between legs anticipating what was about to happen next! Without any further ado or words spoken Rod began tying me up expertly; first at wrists then ankles before lifting me onto cross so that my breasts hung heavy under weight pulling them downwards slightly exposing nipples hardening under gaze alone!

He continued binding various parts of body until finally standing back admiring his handiwork – a beautifully bound woman ready for whatever he desired next! His eyes gleamed with excitement as he reached into drawer grabbing out huge black ballgag stuffing it into mouth forcing jaw wide open making muffled noises escape instead normal speech patterns…then proceeded attaching leash connecting collar around neck leading him wherever The next morning, I woke up feeling sore but satisfied. Rod was already gone, having left for work hours ago. As I slowly got out of bed and began my daily routine, I couldn’t help but notice the marks he had left on my body – a testament to our intense night together.

I decided to surprise him by wearing one of the latex catsuits under my clothes that day at work. The tight material hugged every curve perfectly and made me feel powerful yet vulnerable all at once. Throughout the day, I found myself glancing at the clock eagerly anticipating his return home.

As soon as he walked through the door that evening, his eyes locked onto mine with a knowing glint in them. “I see you’re wearing your present,” he said with a smirk as he came over to give me a kiss hello.

“Mmm yes,” I replied breathily against his lips before pulling back slightly. “And it feels amazing.”

He chuckled lowly running hands down sides until they rested on hips possessively: “Good.” Without warning then suddenly spun me around bending me over kitchen counter pressing hard cock against ass cheeks making them jiggle from impact!

“Fuck!” escaped mouth unbidden while head fell forward bracing self against surface…one hand reached back grabbing handful of hair yanking head upwards exposing neck fully so teeth could sink into flesh leaving mark claiming ownership!

Other hand snaked underneath lifting skirt revealing bare pussy dripping wetness onto floor below…two fingers plunged inside roughly pumping few times before pulling out completely only shove huge cock deep inside balls slapping loudly off countertop echoing throughout room!

Bondage Phone Sex Sluts Spend Most of Their Lives Tied Up

bondage phone sexI know a thing or two about bondage phone sex. I’ve literally been tied up most of my life. But it all began with daddy. He abused me before I even remember. After my mom left without me, he abused me instead. However, when I got older, he feared that I would run away or tell someone what he did to me. He was right. Eventually I learned how to get out of the restraints and steal some money. And once I had enough money, daddy came home one day, and I was gone. Took a train to New York City.

Met a man, married him and had a son and daughter. But he turned out to be worse than my father. He tied me up but only to whip me. Then I met a much older man while working in a BDSM club. And me and my little ones went to California with him. Bondage has always been his thing. But he never tied me up to whip the flesh from my body. Or explore his violent rape phone sex fantasies.

I Will Be a Bondage Slut for Life

My master changed my life. Showed me how to be a good bondage slut. And for years, he tied me up to my office chair. Do you know how hard it is to type or answer the phone tied up? However, I got better with time. He retired a few years ago, but now he ties me up at his BDSM club or at my home. The home he bought for me. His wife thinks he and his buddies own a cigar bar. She has no interest in his business. Which turned out great for us.

He came over last night and tied me up on my bed. Tied me up so good that there was no way I could wiggle out of those restraints. But I do not want to escape Master. Not even when I get rope burns. I am his rope bunny. His bondage whore for life. And I would not have it any other way.

Bondage Whore Gets Resourceful After Left Tied Up on Her Bed

bondage whoreThis bondage whore gets tied up often. And I mean that figuratively and literally. Sometimes, I get on long calls and cannot take care of other horny men. And sometimes I get tied up on my bed and cannot even get to the bathroom. My son stopped by last night to do laundry. My son moved into his own apartment last year. And my daughter went to UCLA in August. Empty nest syndrome.

Suddenly, I have so much more time on my hands. My master retired mostly from law. My two offspring flew the coup. So, I dabble on Fet Life, Tinder and at the BDSM club where I help since my master owns it. But I did not go to the club last night because my son came over. And honestly, I should have just let him come over and gone to the club while he did laundry. But I wanted to cook for him.

Sometimes, Family Can Be the Cruelest People You Know

My relationship with my son turned complicated years ago. Although it has improved, he does not really care for my submissive whore lifestyle. Neither does my daughter. Even though my submissive lifestyle gave them a nice house, a quality education, new clothes every year, food, entertainment and college funds. They do not respect the sacrifices I made for them. But I still love them even if they only tolerate me.

My son started an argument with me last night, and when I stood up to him, he tied me up and left me on my bed. He force fucked my asshole because he did not want to knock up his whore mommy. I felt relief for that. I do not want another ungrateful brat. But once he took his frustration out on mommy’s ass, he left me tied up on the bed. No one would come to untie me. So, I needed to get resourceful.

But before I could roll myself off the bed, and crawl to the kitchen to find something sharp to cut the ties, I had pissed the bed. This submissive slut now has bruises and bumps from falling off the bed. And rope burns on my wrists and ankles. Sometimes family can treat you the worst.

Spankable Subbies: A Perverted Adventure

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I’m your resident submissive slut, always down for a good spanking session. The hotter the better—a few stiff slaps on my bare ass have me dripping wet. And boy, did I get a spanking that left me breathless.

Recall the naughty schoolgirl I once was, getting suspended for giving a blowjob to an upper-classman. A blowjob? Pfft, rookie mistake. But daddy dearest had a special welcome home gift for his naughty girl.

As I entered the house, my skirt and panties were promptly removed, and there I was—over his knee, my ass in the air, vulnerable and ready for punishment. Daddy’s firm hands left red marks on my ass, each slap accompanied by humiliating questions about my slutty behavior.

But I loved every minute of it, moaning and whimpering, a good girl who enjoyed being bad. And when daddy grew tired of spanking, he made me suck his big cock. That’s what I lived for—proving my worth as a dirty, spankable whore.

So, who wants to be my next spanking partner? Step right up and claim this submissive ass—it’s juicy and ready for action!”

Bondage and submission whore at your service.

 

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    Bondage and submission whore at your service. In fact, I am right where I want to be. On the floor right in front of you. Keep me in a prone position for easy access.

     Force me to submit. I willingly comply. Start out light and work your way up to the heavy. That is after all where the fun really does begin.

     It must be remembered that everyone does start somewhere. Me. I startedearly and light. Then I saw how much I got wet making my pussy drip as I was bound by a Dom.

     Before long I was begging for rough hardcore games. Safe words were never used. No need to use it when I like the pain. I am a cock worshiping bondage fucking whore that is on my back begging you to hurt me.

     Ultimately what is done to me is done at your behest. I have no say. Give me an order and I shall obey. As soon as you claim me.

     Come and do your worst for I am looking forward to it.