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Master Sent Me to a Rival BDSM Club for Intel and I Became a Gangbang Phone Sex Whore

gangbang phone sexAs a submissive woman, sometimes, I find myself in gangbang phone sex situations. And that ends well. At least not for me. Master summoned me to a different BDSM club over the weekend. I thought to check out the competition. Master would never have sent me if he knew what would happen. He does not pimp me out to total strangers.

This club looked Gothic almost. Big heavy door and a castle-like structure. When I arrived, the California sunset created a magical glow against the backdrop of this club. The club resembled a cavern. Heavy smoke permeated the air. Strobe lights pulsed like a heartbeat. The air smelled thick of leather, sweat, and sex. Sort of an intoxicating scent.

My big tits felt on display in my leather corset top. And each step I took made them bounce. Although I felt scared, my nipples betrayed me. So did my pussy. I felt my juices soaking my pink panties making them cling to my cunt like a second skin.

This club looked so different than ours. Plus, it looked frightening. I scanned the room and tried to take as many mental notes as possible. I went there on a mission. However, I did intend to fuck anyone or get myself tied up as a bondage whore either. But I felt eyes on me. No doubt, they saw me as new meat and a stranger.

Although I am an Owned Slave, Other Men Still Enjoy Using Me

Suddenly, men swarmed me like hungry vultures. Five of them, maybe six. Muscular, tall, strong looking men. They did not smile. They just swarmed me like vultures. One grabbed my wrist, another my arm, and a third one grabbed my throat. Rough, calloused hands. I could tell they did manual labor for work. I begged them to let me go.  “Please,” I whispered, “I came to this club by mistake.” But they did not stop nor did they let me go along my way.

They spun me around, shoved me towards the center of the room. That’s when I saw a St. Andrew’s cross on a table instead of hanging on a wall. One of the men hoisted me up in the air by my nipple. While another man slapped some leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I feared they might nail me to the cross. What did master get me into? On the count of three, they lifted me in unison on to the cross.

The cuffs felt tight. The men secured me on the cross spread-eagle with my tits exposed and my legs forced apart. One of them ripped my panties from my body leaving me completely naked. Another man hovered over me. He looked evil and strong.  With his cock already out, he grabbed my chin, tilted my head back, and shoved his dick deep into my mouth. Forced cock worshiping followed.

I Went to a Rival BDSM Cub and Accidentally Became a Gang Bang Whore

I opened my mouth wide, gagging immediately as he rammed his meaty dick down my throat. While he fucked my face, fast and brutally, another man used my tits for boxing practiced. And yet another guy spread open my meat curtains in preparation for his cock. Then his cock slammed balls deep in my owned pussy. My cunt clenched his cock desperate for air. My pussy lips gripped his shaft like a vice grip. And he began pounding my pussy, hard and fast. Before long, it felt like both cocks thrust into my mouth and cunt in unison. I could barely breathe.

The first man in my mouth pulled out. And when he did, I gasped for air. As he slapped his cock against my cheek, he asked me if I wanted more. But I told him no. That fell on death ears. With the first two men finished with me, they switched out men. Two more lined up to take their place. But these two men looked bigger, and thicker.

They pushed their veiny monsters into my pussy and ass like their predecessors. And I cried out in pain. Balls slapped against my wet cunt and chin. I got lost in the pain and the pleasure. This felt like raw animal fucking. Time blurred. And two more cocks went into my fuck holes. Would this ever end, I wondered?

What Happened at that BDSM Club Shall Stay at That BDSM Club

I sucked the third cock in my mouth greedily, making my tongue swirl around the thick head. A third man mounted my pussy, grunting like a beast. I felt my orgasm building like a tidal wave. Although I did not want to cum because it felt like a betrayal to master, I could not control myself. As started to orgasm, two more men stepped up to the plate to finish me off.

A new cock in my pussy, but this time, one in my ass instead of my mouth. They double stuffed me to the brim. Hours passed. I lost count of how many men used me. And how long I endured this BDSM gang bang. However, my pussy felt drenched. My limbs trembled. And my breathing became labored. They used me like a bitch in heat. Master would not be happy. But this felt like his fault. He sent me into a den of lions. And they devoured me.

Spanking phone sex gives this submissive whore the release she needed

Spanking phone sex, last week had fucked me raw between work, stress, every asshole wanting something from me until I was empty and desperate for the sting from my Master. Friday night I was already on all fours for Master Beast, ass shoved high, cunt gaping and leaking for his force. I needed him to beat the shit out of me. His strong hand cracked down hard. The slap exploded across both of my ass cheeks and I yelped, pussy clenching so hard a fresh gush of cream came rushing out. He didn’t stop. Palm after heavy palm turned my ass into a furnace. My fleshy ass  jumped, jiggled, burned. I ground my soaked cunt against nothing, smearing slick all while I begged down my thighs like the filthy whore I am. Harder, Maste wreck my fucking ass! That’s when the leather strap came next. It bit down deep, raising fat, throbbing welts that pulsed with my clit. Every stroke sent a shock straight to my hole. Tears and spit ran down my chin. My asshole winked. My cunt was throbbing. He laid the strap on until both cheeks were pure fire engine red, swollen, striped, and so hot they radiated the heat and friction. The welts were there and I fucking live for them! I came just from the pain cunt spasming, squirting onto the floor, ass bouncing under the next brutal hits while I sobbed and thanked him. When he finally stopped and squeezed my blazing, welted , meaty ass the juice ran down my thighs even more. The week was gone. Only the burn, the bruises, and the mess between my legs remained his perfect, used up little whore.spanking phone sex

Extreme Bondage Is Just Right For This Submissive Whore!

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Now, I am nothing more than a living, breathing fuckhole. I exist in a state of permanent heat, my holes perpetually open and waiting for the next intrusion. I spend my weekends at the club, stripped bare, my ass held wide open by a spreader bar for any man with a cock to use. I love the sight of the line forming, each man eager to take his turn ruining me.

 

One man slams into my pussy while another drives a thick cock deep into my throat, their rhythms clashing as I whimper in absolute ecstasy. I take them all, my walls gripping and squeezing, my body absorbing every inch of meat they offer. When they cum, they don’t pull out; they fill me to the brim, pumping hot, thick loads of cum deep into my womb and my rectum.

 

I lie there, shaking and drenched in seed, my eyes glazed over in a submissive haze. I don’t want a break; I want the next man. I arch my back, presenting my dripping, gaping holes to the room, a mindless slut who lives only to be filled. I am the perfect tool, a limitless void of pleasure, forever open and forever craving the next hard cock to stretch me wide.

Hardcore bondage makes me suffer the way I deserve

Hardcore bondage means all the suffering, zero cumming. I am not allowed to cum without his permission. And he does everything he can to make me a desperate horny mess.

I live for the pain, the humiliation, the complete submission to his every whim.

Last weekend he chained me up, leaving me suspended, a human specimen for his pleasure and punishment—twenty-four long hours of torment.

His cruel touch knows no bounds. Every vicious slap to my ass and tits, each painful twist of the ropes, only serves to fan the flames of my desperate hunger for more.Hardcore bondage

The paddle relentlessly smacks against my exposed flesh, leaving me crying for permission. But he said no; I would have to hold it until he said so. So I did; it was so hard, but I held back. I thought maybe after a few hours he would know that I am a dedicated Bondage whore and allow my pussy to cum.

But 14 hours later, my limbs were numb, and my pussy still had no release. In between the beatings, he would make it even worse by making me suck on him. His cock tasted so good I could squirt right there, but still no release.

I didn’t think I would be there for a whole day and night, and by the time he was bored with me, I could barely walk; surely this is when he would give me mercy. But no, he used me as his cum rag and kicked me out the door without ever allowing my pussy to cum.

Erotic bondage stories the art of his choking makes my cunt drip

Erotic bondage stories, there is nothing more satisfying than the second Master Beast’s powerful hands clamp around my throat. I’m his cock-hungry little slut, and the art of his choking is the purest way I get off. He pins me down, knees spreading my thighs wide, his massive cock already hard and leaking against my dripping cunt. Those big hands lock around my neck thumbs pressing hard on either side of my windpipe, fingers digging into the sides. Air vanishes. My eyes roll back. My pussy clenches so hard it aches. The pressure is perfect just enough to make my vision sparkle black at the edges while my clit throbs like a second heartbeat. I gurgle and twitch under him, hips humping desperately at nothing. Spit runs down my chin. My nipples are hard. Every vein in my body screams. He growls, take it, whore, and fucks into me in long, brutal strokes while he chokes me. The dual sensation wrecks me cock stretching my soaked cunt, hands owning my breath. I can’t moan. I can’t beg. All I can do is drool and cream all over his shaft as the oxygen starvation turns every thrust into pure lightning. Just when my lungs burn and my body starts to go limp, he loosens his grip. I suck in a ragged, screaming gasp and that first rush of air detonates me. I squirt hard, gushing around his cock, convulsing, eyes streaming, totally broken. He keeps fucking me through it, choking me again the second I start to come down, forcing orgasm after ruined orgasm out of my ruined hole until I’m a shaking, drooling mess of bruises and cum. This is how a true submissive cums throat owned, cunt stuffed, mind blank, completely owned by her Master Beast.erotic bondage stories

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Daddy’s cock is still twitching when he yanks me up by the belt around my neck. “Get that black ass over the couch, bitch. I’m not done using you.”

I scramble to obey, bending over the back of the couch with my legs spread wide. My pussy is dripping down my thighs, but he doesn’t even look at it. He spits once on my asshole and rams his thick white cock straight inside. I cry out as he stretches me open with one brutal thrust, no warning, no mercy.

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“Fuck, that’s a tight nigger shithole,” he growls, gripping my hips hard. He starts pounding me like he’s trying to break something, each slam of his hips driving his cock deeper into my guts. The couch scrapes across the floor with every thrust. My ass jiggles and claps around him while he uses me like a cheap fucktoy.

“Take that white dick, you filthy black cumdump,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to leave handprints. I push back, moaning like the obedient whore I am, letting him wreck my hole to fix his bad day. My pussy keeps leaking down my legs, untouched, ignored, just the way I like it.

He reaches under and grabs my tits, squeezing them rough while he rails my ass even harder. “This is what you’re for, girl. Black holes for white cock whenever Daddy needs to blow off steam.”

I whimper and nod, voice shaking. “Yes, Daddy. Use my nigger ass. Fuck it raw.”

He slams in balls-deep one last time and stays buried, grinding against me while he catches his breath. My stretched hole pulses around his cock, sore and used, exactly how he wants it.

My pussy is a Cock worshiping tool for Daddy

Cock worshipingCock worshiping whore’s ultimate purpose is to serve, to worship, and satisfy the God-like penis between your legs. You rule over me; I am your doormat you can step on and do what you please.

I want total subjugation of my pussy

Allow me to bow down and worship that towering, hard-as-steel cock until I’m nothing more than a broken, begging slut.

Each day, I eagerly await the command to present myself, wide open and dripping, ready for my master to use me as he sees fit.

Your size almost seems cruel to my tiny cunt. But I know my place and won’t try to stop you fitting it all the way in.

I get a strange euphoria when I am being a submissive slave. It’s like being remade from the inside out, my very being molded to worship the cock that now ruled over me.

I beg for the abuse, to surrender completely to your dominant will. How much pain do you want to inflict on your Bondage whore slave?

Take out all of your frustrations, I deserve every second of pain. When you have destroyed my cunt, go for my ass. Every hole is yours to defile.

Sexy Bondage with my master had me suspended and getting filled

Sexy bondage with my Master and I’m still leaking cum and pussy juice just typing this. Last night my Beast Master turned me into his drooling, rope bound fuck meat with the most twisted exotic shibari I’ve ever felt. I knelt like an eager whore while he wrapped those rough ropes around my body, tying tight diamond patterns that crushed my tits until they swelled purple and my nipples throbbed like little cocks. The ropes dug deep into my soft flesh! My arms were wrenched behind me, elbows lashed together so tight my tits stuck out like obscene offerings. He hoisted me up until only my toes scraped the floor, legs forced apart, asshole and dripping hole completely exposed. The ropes bit into my flesh, turning me into a suspended cum dump canvas. I was moaning like a bitch in heat before he even touched me. Please destroy your worthless whore, I begged. He laughed, grabbed my rope tied tits and slapped them hard, then rammed a massive vibrating wand right against my clit. The first orgasm ripped through me so violently I squirted all over the floor, pussy juices spraying everywhere while my cunt clenched uselessly around nothing. He kept going, edging my oversensitive pussy until I was screaming, tears running down my face, ropes creaking as I thrashed. Finally, he shoved his thick, cock own my throat, face-fucking me until I gagged and drooled spit all over my bound tits. Then he switched holes slamming into my sopping cunt, pounding me so hard the ropes burned my skin while he growled about breeding his rope slut. He filled me with hot, thick loads until it was oozing out around his cock and dripping down my ass. I’m addicted. Master Beast knows how to destroy me!sexy bondage

Hardcore Bondage for Submissive Whore

 

hardcore bondageMy arms are wrenched high above my head, wrists bound tight with rough hemp that bites into my skin. I’m suspended from the ceiling of the warehouse, my toes barely grazing the cold concrete. My legs are spread wide, lashed to heavy iron rings, leaving my pussy and ass completely exposed to the crowd of hungry men circling me.

“Look at this pathetic little slut,” one of them sneers, his voice booming. He steps forward and slaps my wet cunt hard, the sound echoing. I gasp, my body jolting against the ropes. “Hanging here like a piece of meat, just waiting to be used.”

I can’t move; I can only tremble as they take turns insulting my desperation. Another man steps behind me, his breath hot on my neck. He doesn’t waste time, shoving his thick, throbbing cock deep into my tight ass without warning. I scream, the sudden invasion stretching me open, while another man steps in front, gripping my chin and forcing his cock into my mouth.

I am a toy, a mindless hole for their pleasure. I feel the friction of multiple cocks sliding in and out of me, the wet sounds of slapping skin filling the air. They call me a waste, a hole, a whore, while they pump their loads into my throat and my leaking pussy. I am suspended, broken, and utterly owned, shivering in the bliss of my own public degradation.

Extreme bondage has me tied up for several days

Extreme bondageExtreme bondage for days on end makes me writhe in agony. At your will, Master, I will suffer for as long as possible.

Make my body scream for release after you force that vibrator on my clit.

The ropes dig into my tender flesh, and you say no to release.

This is my life – a never-ending ordeal of submission, of total and complete surrender to the whims of my Master. For days now, I’ve been tethered to this bed, at his mercy, and he never gives me any.

In fact, he doesn’t believe in mercy. He believes that I need to be suffering and begging for more punishment. His touch is brutal, his fingers dig into my pussy hole as I choke on his cock.

Cum rags don’t need to breathe; they need to gag and worship on hard, dominant dick. I love the feeling of him choking the life out of me with his cock. I live to be a Hardcore bondage whore. A pathetic fucking whore who only deserves pain and humiliation.