Category: Female bondage

Bondage Phone Sex Forever

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex. Bondage is my fetish. It is funny to me when I think about it. I paid thousands of dollars in therapy over my youth experiences. My dad tied me up all the time. I spent most of my youth tied up. Daddy tied me up to fuck me. He tied me to the chair to eat dinner. He tied me to my bed when he left the house. I think I spent more time tied up than free. I ran away from home because of it. I vowed to not be some one’s bondage slut ever again. I got therapy. I married. I had a son and a daughter. But I was still a bondage whore. I divorced my husband, moved west with my new master and I am still getting tied up. Different men, different situations, but still getting tied up and used. I have never been able to escape my past. Now, I embrace it. Because I have so much history with bondage, my master has given me a stake in the bondage club he purchased with some fellow lawyers. He sees it has my retirement money. I will inherit his stake too and that combined with what I have now will make me the majority stakeholder of the club. I have never owned anything like that before. My house was bought by master. So was my car. I do not even own me.

I went to the club last night to see if I could get into any trouble. I am always allowed to go to the club with or without master. The staff gets nervous when I arrive, but I am not there to criticize or shadow them. I am there for bondage and submission games. I was the only woman on a Monday night, so I enjoyed the attention. I got tied up and pissed on. Master rarely pees on me, but I will admit that I love being a piss whore. It is so degrading. And to think after my master is no longer with me, I can get tied up and pissed on whenever I want.

Ursa Switches it Up and Tops a Hot slut!

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Ursa Plays Domme

I am very submissive by nature, but there is something about accomplice play that brings out a sadistic side of me. I love helping a strong Domme get exactly what he wants. My favorite part is Female bondage. 

Leather cuffs are one of my favorites to use. They are soft against the skin, but they bite if you fight against them. Wrapping a girl up in rope tying her with pretty rope for our Master makes me feel like such a good girl. Like I am presenting him with a pretty little present. Her hands cuffed just for extra leverage. Sometimes he rewards me and lets me flog and paddle them! 

It makes the Master very excited when I take control of a helpless little cunt like that. Pushing on her cheeks so he can thrust his cock in her mouth so far that she gags. Adjusting her ropes so she is hogtied and he can use her like a rag doll! 

Bondage Whore Forced Anal

Hardcore bondageTrying out new restraints is always so fun. At least, it allows you to have so much fun with me. These new ones are made for the bed. I am on my stomach, my wrist cuffs connected to my ankle cuffs, and both are connected to the edges of the bed. This puts me in a position that makes me ready for doggy style as well as spreading my legs open. I am submissive, vulnerable and ready to be used. You’ve always wanted to try anal sex with me, but I’ve always been too unwilling. This is the time to put me in my place and show me that no sexual request should ever be denied. I beg and plead for you to leave my tight, little asshole alone, but you insist on taking your big cock out and sliding your head in. I moan as I beg you to not put any more of your cock inside of me. You slide it in completely, fucking me hard and putting me in your submissive control. I’ll be your submissive anal slut even if it wears my asshole out.

Bondage and Submission Games I Never Lose At Playing

bondage and submissionIt was a bondage and submission weekend for this old whore. Master let one of his old college friends have me for the weekend. I knew this would not be good. Phil is a brutal man. He knows master’s rules, but he never follows them. He has a bunch of slaves. He likes us to play slave games together. The first game, he bound and tied all of us. We had to try to escape. The last one to escape would have to eat his shit. I was the oldest slave there, but those other slaves had nothing on me. I may not be young, but I have been a slave longer than any of his slaves have been alive. I was the first one out of the ropes. I got to watch as one of Phil’s slaves had to eat his shit. My master may make me drink his piss sometimes, but he never makes me eat his shit thankfully. The second game was prostate milking. I knew this was one I could win easily again. I must drain master’s old balls manually a few times a week. Phil thought none of us knew how to drain him thoroughly. I was the star of the Submissive Games yet again. I found Phil’s prostate in less than 3 minutes. I made him shoot his jizz all over his slaves. I tried not to get cocky, but I was showing up his younger slaves. Phil was getting angered that his slaves were losing to me. The third game, I did not win. I did not lose either. I came in second, so I was spared the sex machine in and out of my asshole at warp speed. The third game was swallowing Phil’s cum without grimacing or gagging. Talk about some nasty tasting spunk. He ate a bunch of wheat germ and asparagus to make his old spunk extra funky. I did my best, but I gagged once. Just once luckily, or I would have been sodomized for an hour by a sex machine going 60 miles an hour. I did my best to not lose a single challenge, and I did not. My master was happy to hear that I showed up Phil’s slaves because I guess the reason that he lent him his submissive whore was for that very reason.

Spanking chat for me is what master had in mind

My master made me get on Spanking chat to find other doms to come over and spank my ass for him to watch until he was ready to use me too. He likes to see me squirm and in pain. I found a handful of bbc dom bulls and my master was pleased. Before they got there my master tied me up and put me in the best bondage position to get my ass beat. One by one they came in and my master just showed them to me. I was bent over and spread open like a worthless whore. They took turns using my worthless slut mouth and my master enjoyed every tear that streamed down my face.

Spanking chat

My master showed them all the bbc doms his tools. They picked their favorite and one took the first lashing to my bare ass. They all cheered and took their turn. After the first ten i was shaking and my ass was already feeling sore and welted. My master came up to me and smiled, calling me a good whore after forcing his cock down my throat. As he fucked my throat, he used his whip on my bare body. I couldn’t take it anymore; I felt the blood starting to rush out of me. My master got behind me as everyone cheered. My master fucked my ass hard and giving me Bare bottom spankings while filling up my asshole with his thick nut. The night didn’t end until they all had filled my asshole.

Female Bondage Turns on Many Men

female bondageDoes female bondage turn you on? You are not alone. Many men watch bondage porn and get aroused. Some men take it a bit further and go to a bondage club. My master is part owner of a new bondage club in our county. He got me a stake in it too. I will inherit his shares once he dies. His wife has no clue about this investment. All the old BDSM clubs shut down during Covid and never came back. Master and a few of his friends wanted an after-hours sort of place they could take their submissive whores. I am allowed to attend the club with or without master. I do some bookkeeping and staff hiring for the club too.  I went last night with the intention of going over inventory, but a guy saw me and wanted to tie me up in one of the private rooms. I was unsure about him. I mean I was twice his age easily. He was a new face. I was nervous. My gut was telling me to not do this, but master likes happy customers. I went with him assuming he knew I was an owner’s submissive whore. My picture is behind the bar as one of the staff and as sort of a prized show horse.

This guy had no clue who I was. He did not care once I told him either. He tied me up like a pretzel and forced me to suck his cock. This is a bondage only club. No exchange of bodily fluids is allowed because that violates local ordinances and could get the place shut down quickly. This guy did not care. He was a rule breaker. He was just there to tie up a woman and use her as a cum dumpster. He used me like a dirty whore. Came on my face. He even pissed on me while laughing at the local ordinances. He tossed a twenty at me, put a ball gag in my mouth and left. I was alone in the room still bound and gagged. I could not scream to get someone’s attention. I just hoped someone else would realize that the owner’s submissive sex slave was missing. A couple hours later, I was discovered by one of the cleaning ladies and set free. I gave her some money for her silence. If master finds out, he may never let me come back alone to the club again.

 

Being admired as a Bondage Whore

Bondage whoreI’ve always believed my pussy was very pretty for a bondage whore, but having my lips held open by clamps and a flashlight aimed down between my nethers wasn’t something I’d expected. Not even when he started fucking me with the thick ass flashlight and taking relish in the surprised expressions I managed. “There’s a camera.” He explained, like that gave away the entire game and I just suddenly understood why there was a light beam in my cunt instead of his dick. That was until he flipped his phone for me and showed me what my insides look like when they’re being plundered rapidly. So pink and wet, so deep and gripping. “Beautiful.” He’d said, which was mood altering, since I was pretty sure I was here to be tortured, not be exposed to the pussy equivalent of cock worshiping. It suddenly clicked to me that this session was going to be an odd one, and that made me happy. Not because I dislike normal, painful, wondrous sessions that leave my mouth watering just to think about and get your dick hard just thinking about pulling it on me. I just, new is special to me, it gives me experience and holds a place in my heart. “Alright, you ready to get fucked, slut?” Or maybe it’d be pretty normal after his amazement died down, because his cock was huge and I was pretty sure he planned to punish me using it, and the pounding gave my body shivers just thinking about. “Just gonna take a few more pictures.” I thought the camera was taking video, and maybe it well was, but seeing it snap pictures that’d surely rest on his phone forever, being something he stroked to nightly and fantasized about long after I was gone, that made me cum. I gave him a show, let his camera get a sight of my depths at their best for the erotic submissive stories he’d surely tell.

Bondage Phone Sex is So Popular That I Spend Most of My Life Tied Up

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex is popular. I have lots of stories going back to when I was a little girl. I guess you could say that I have spent most of my life tied up. Master loves tying me to my office chair. He finds it amusing to watch me struggle to do my work for him tied up like that.  This day, he left the office with me tied to the chair. He never leaves me tied up. He may go to the bathroom. He may go down and check the mail. But yesterday, he left me for hours. Hours. I was still tied to the chair when the janitor came in. I do not like that guy. He is super pervy. He pulled his cock out of his pants and forced his dick into my mouth. I love cock worshiping my master, but this was not master. This was the help. I know I am the help too, but this was not master. This was not one of his friends. This was the pervy old janitor taking advantage of a situation. I knew my master would not be happy. But I was tied tightly to the chair. There was nothing I could do. I was paralyzed in a way. The janitor shot his old nasty load of spunk all over my face and left me tied up. I pleaded with him to untie me. I thought master had forgotten about me or got in a car wreck or something. It was not like him to just leave the building like that. I had to pee. The janitor just laughed at me and told me I was not his problem. When master came back and saw me, he was not upset. He laughed at his submissive whore. I had cum on my face and in my hair. I had pissed myself too. Turns out master paid the janitor to abuse me like that. I was surprised. Master rarely likes to share his prized slave.

Bondage and submission are how any good cheating date should end.

Bondage and submissionMy latest cheating date was going so well, up until it ended up going so much better with Bondage and submission. We went back to his apartment and he immediately ambushed me with enough bondage gear to make my whole body quiver. Chained up against his reinforced wall, I couldn’t do anything but anticipate exactly what kind of torture he was going to bring down upon me. I was soaked just thinking about it. The anticipation is half of what makes moments like this so precious. I can’t get things like this from my husband, even if I wish I could. That cutie whipping me would be the best orgasm I ever had. It seemed like I was about to get that from this man instead and his erotic bondage stories, when he came back with clamps and a battery. It didn’t look dangerous, but he did. He was tall and burly, his shirt off showing off rippling muscles. Somehow I felt like the riding crop at his waist was going to hurt a lot more than whatever he had in store for those clamps. The torture addict in me was wide-eyed and salivating, only not playing with my wet pussy because I was chained up and unable to use my hands. I rubbed my legs together what little I could, I focused on his hands as they got close. He was silent, stoic, it was actually really creepy as he got ready to unleash his pent-up desires on me. For a moment I wondered if I was leaving this apartment or if this was going to be my permanent future. They’d look for me sure, but they’d never figure it out. They’d probably blame my husband, they always blame the spouse. I’d ruin our both lives just like that… At least I’d be cumming forever, and that massive dick I could see him packing would surely help with that, if not the extreme bondage I was about to face.

Extreme Bondage Broke Me!

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I know it was extreme bondage that broke my will to be a good mother and save my girls from hard cock! All that time after my stepfather would give me bare bottom spankings I started going online and engaging in bondage chat with much older men. I had something inside me that wanted to be dominated like a submissive slut, I was begging to be owned by a real dominant master. As a single mother I fell into a trap easily when a dominant man came into my life and took ownership of me and my little girls. He paid the bills; he fed us and eventually exposed my sweet innocent girls to evil bondage porn. I had no choice but to let him use them for his new fuck toys, I had to let him begin teaching them to be his cum slaves  with his thick 9 inch dick!