I have this rape phone sex fantasy where someone breaks in my house while I’m in the shower. I completely unaware until you drag my out of the shower by the hair. The shampoo in my hair gets in my eyes and I scream. He slaps me across the face and throws me down on the bed my ass up in the air. I try to crawl away but he grabs me by the hair and slams my head into the headboard and then ties my hands behind my back and shoved a pair of panties in my mouth and ties a rag around me mouth so I can’t scream. He takes of his belt and folds it in half and begins to whip my ass and cunt with it as hard as he can. I scream through the gag and try to roll away but then he just whips my tits and spreads my legs. He whips my pussy and starts pulling on my clit hard. I have tears streaming down my cheeks. Then he drops the belt and slides his massive 11-inch cock into my bruised and swollen pussy. I scream and cry as he fucks me hard and fast. I can feel my body getting ready to cum and I fight it as I squirt all over his cock drowning it in my pussy juice. He slid out of my dripping cunt and rams into my tight asshole tearing it open. I scream through the gag as he pounds my asshole. I know it’s bleeding and gaping wide open. He finally came deep in my asshole filling it with creamy cum. Then he shoved his whole fist in my ass hole making it prolapse. I scream and cry as he punches my asshole with his fist. He leaves me tied up and crying with my ass gaping wide cum dripping out of that stretched out hole.
Category: Female bondage
Bondage and Submission is The Life of a Rope Bunny
Bondage and submission, I know all about. My entire life, someone has owned me and kept me tied up. My dad tied me to the bed as a teen girl while he went to work. This ensured that I would not run away from him and tell the cops about what he did to me. But I did get away. I trained myself to be double-jointed. That’s how I got away from him. However, I never reported him to the police. I just wanted him out of my life.
I found life with another man who tied me up when he left the house too. Even when I was pregnant with his offspring, he tied me up. He knew I might run away. And I thought about it often. In fact, I met my current master when still married to my second master. He helped me get away. And I went from NYC to LA to escape from my now ex-husband.
Tie Me Up and Use Me, Master
Third time turned out to be the charm for this submissive whore. Master made me his rope bunny. For years, he tied me up at his office. And he expected me to work as his paralegal tied to the office chair. Sometimes, he would bind my breasts up too. He loves seeing his bitch Doubly bound. Now, he has retired from his law practice. But he still ties me up at the club.
I thought when he summoned me the other night that he wanted his club members to practice their rope skills with me. But the club looked empty. It was just us, like old times at his office. Made me nostalgic for our earlier times together. Although he cannot tie me up like he once could, he still enjoys time with his rope bunny. New meds enable him to tie knots again. He tied me up to a chair. Then he double bound my boobs like old days.
This bondage whore felt 25 again. I love to be tied up by the right man. Are you the right man?
Master’s Bukkake Delight: A Submissive Slut’s Dream
Fuck, being a submissive slut is a dream come true, especially when my master decides to share me with his friends. Last night, he tied me up, my wrists and ankles bound to the bedposts, my body spread wide and vulnerable. I could feel the cool air on my naked skin, my nipples hard and aching for touch.
Master started by teasing me, his fingers tracing patterns on my skin, making me squirm with anticipation. He leaned down, his breath hot on my ear. “You’re going to be a good little slut for me, aren’t you?” he whispered, his voice a low and dominant growl.
I nodded, my voice a desperate plea. “Yes, Master. I’ll be a good slut for you.”
He smiled, a cruel and knowing grin, before turning to his friends. “Who wants to go first?” he asked, his voice a low and seductive murmur.
One of his friends stepped forward, his cock already hard and ready. He positioned himself between my legs, his eyes locked on mine as he slid into me with one swift thrust. I moaned, my body arching against the bonds, the sensation of his cock filling me overwhelming.
He started to move, his hips thrusting against mine, his hands gripping my thighs as he pounded into me. I could feel my orgasm building, my body trembling with need. But he pulled out before I could cum, a wicked grin on his face.
The next friend took his place, his cock just as hard and ready. He entered me, his movements slow and deliberate, teasing me with his pace. I begged, my voice a desperate plea for more, for harder, for faster.
Master watched, his hand stroking his cock as he observed the scene. “Such a good little slut,” he murmured, his voice a low and approving growl. “Taking cock after cock like the whore you are.”
I moaned in agreement, my body on fire with pleasure. Friend after friend took their turn, each one filling me, each one bringing me to the brink of orgasm before pulling out and leaving me wanting more.
Finally, Master decided it was his turn. He positioned himself between my legs, his cock hard and throbbing. He entered me with one powerful thrust, his hips slamming against mine as he pounded into me.
“Cum for me, slut,” he commanded, his voice a harsh and dominant whisper. “Cum for me while I fill you with my seed.”
I came, my body convulsing with pleasure as I screamed his name. He followed soon after, his cock pulsing as he shot his load deep inside me. I could feel his hot cum filling me, coating my walls, dripping out of me as he pulled out.
But he wasn’t done. He signaled to his friends, and they gathered around the bed, their cocks hard and ready. One by one, they stroked themselves, aiming their cocks at my face as they came, shooting their loads onto my tits, my face, my mouth. I opened wide, trying to catch as much as I could, swallowing and licking my lips, eager for more.
Master smiled down at me, a satisfied and proud grin on his face. “Good girl,” he murmured, stroking my hair. “You took that like a champ, my little cum slut.”
Fuck, being a submissive slut is the best. If you want to join the fun, you know where to find me. Just make sure you’re ready for a wild and intense ride, because I’m not just any slut, I’m a cum-loving, bukakke-ready submissive, and I demand the best.
Bondage Whore Jacqueline Takes Fucking Directions From Your Master
I’m your little bondage whore, always ready to please you no matter what kind of twisted fantasies you have. You can tie me up with those leather straps or put a ball gag in my mouth – doesn’t matter as long as I get to feel your big black cock filling me up. And when we use all those nasty toys on each other, it just makes the experience even more intense. The way you command me around like a dog in heat turns me on so much; it makes me want to be even more obedient and slutty for you. The collar around my neck and the leash that you lead me around with. Having me do commands as if I am your little pet. It makes my cunt dripping wet and you know it. Isn’t that right, master?
I love the pain as it brings pleasure to my clit and deep inside my pussy. I just want it more and more every time. I love you filling me up with your fingers while the other hand pulls open my mouth only to spit in it and making me swallow your spit like the nasty whore you tell me I am. I am a nasty submissive whore for you and your cock, as you already know, my master.
So keep fucking me hard, baby! Use my holes however you want; they’re here for your pleasure alone. And don’t forget to make sure I take every last drop of your cum deep inside myself because that’s what good little sluts do for their masters!


















