My master always finds new toys for me to be used in. He found a glory hole box that he locked me in. For two nights I was left there like a worthless Submissive Whore. I had pissed myself and everything. Finally, I heard my master open the door. He laughed at my smiling face and pissed all over me. He then pulled his hose and sprayed me down. He closed the door and locked it without saying a word. After a few minutes my master’s cock poked through the glory hole. My heart started beating through my pussy. I opened my mouth and sucked his cock deep down my throat. I wanted to please my master and show him that I love his new toy box. My body shook as I tried to give my master the best Cock worshiping session with my mouth that I could. I barely had any room to move and when he pumped my mouth hard my head hit the back wall. He could hear my head banging and that turned him on even more. I felt his cock tighten up and with a hard burst his semen filled my mouth and throat. He screamed out for me to swallow it all up and I never let my master down. I swallowed every last drop; I was hungry and needed all the protein I could have. I didn’t know how long I my master would leave me in the glory hole box before feeding me again.
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I know the rules and can’t even go with any guy. My master doesn’t allow me to date anyone or sleep with anyone he disapproves of, and of course, he would never dare to let me do things out of his control. After my semester, I noticed someone who wanted to hang out with me. We started a friendship, and he eventually tried to take me out on dates, but I knew I had to hide my relationship from my master. Bad idea that the sunflower field spot we would meet up became the environment of quite a beating. Bdsm chat was one thing, but now he was going to take me and use me and torture me for fucking another guy. I had to strip my clothes off after he blindfolded me. There in the sunflower field, he made me his punching bag. After fucking me to almost death, he made sure I never did it again,
Bondage Whore Bernice Hates Pissing Sex, But No One Cares
I love being a bondage whore. I do not like to be one with just anyone though. My dad? Never. He left me tied to a bed for 10 hours a day, making me sit in my own piss. I was not a fan of that. My master? I love being his office whore. He ties me to my desk chair, and I still must do work, which is a challenge. But with master, if I must pee, he lets me go to the bathroom or if I am being punished, I must pee in a cup which is better than sitting in your own piss. Men other than my master? It is a gamble. I am allowed to go to this bondage club that master owns a stake in. Everyone there knows I am an owned bitch. Sometimes, men I meet at the club take his submissive whore home. Not to fuck. I am mot permitted to fuck men. Even though many men have tried to fuck me, I always assume it is a loyalty test or something. So, I follow the rules. This guy last night was not interested in fucking me. He was, however, interested in tying me up like a package for hours. I love being tied up because of the vulnerability, but I do not want to be tied up indefinitely. And I do not want to be left for God knows how long. He was with me for a couple hours. He was chugging ice-tea and lemonade so he could piss on me. I was on my floor, bound and gagged, and now covered in piss. Master pisses on my occasionally, but it is mostly on accident because he has old prostate issues. This guy was young and clearly into things like golden showers phone sex. He left me there. My daughter found me in the morning when she got up for school. Did she help me? Nope. She took pictures, laughed at me and told me I smelled like a Porta-Potty. The life of a subby whore is never boring.



















