I can’t help but smile when I think about bdsm. I love bdsm chat! Knowing you are going to put me in my place and do all the nasty things you want to my body turns me on. it really shouldn’t but it does. You wanted to make me a coke whore and that is exactly what happened. I ended up being a high whore in front of your friends. Letting them make me all their personal urinals. It was a high I can’t explain. I loved being on my knees getting streams of piss on my face and mouth. I would of never guessed I would be such a great toilet whore. I like how rough you guys are with me. Tie me up and grab me. I have painful rug burns all over my body. My poor asshole and twat may never go back to normal. I have been stretched out by dozens of horny men wanting a slave like me.
Category: Hardcore bondage
Sticky fingers
I have always been destined to be a subby whore. I remember as far back as when I got my first job in a coffee shop I was going to be a slave pet. I was closing the store out and I knew the owner trusted me and would believe me even If my fingers were a little sticky. I was coming up short and needed some extra cash. I knew the old man was never going to suspect me as a little thief. I knew I could get away grabbing some cash. I had needed some more money because it was around the time I was car shopping. I got away with it for a while till one night I was caught red handed. I couldn’t deny it and I knew my boss was furious. He had bee trying to catch me for a while and even fired another employee thinking it was him. I felt bad but knew I needed to do something. I offered up my cock sucking skills but thats not what he wanted. He wanted me to be his bondage whore and wanted to fist my ass till it bled. I couldn’t believe this old man was making me do this. I was his slave for a full year till I paid off with interest every penny I stole.
Mutt Nut
I didn’t check in again and this time it wasn’t going to be some light bondage on me. It was going to be a rough night. My master came in grabbed me and pulled me by my hair. I got gagged and tied up. He brought over his four legged friends and they all rammed me. I was drenched in peanut butter and by the end of the night I was going to be filled with mutt nut. My master loved watching those mutts fuck me. He was jerking his cock while the pack of mutts licked off the peanut butter from my ass and cunt. It was amusing to him seeing me get pounded by mutts. It was making his dick cum watching the disgust I was feeling. I surely learned not to leave my master in the dark.
Twisted neighbor
I moved in to a new apartment complex and instantly I realized my new neighbor was an oddball. The way he would stare at me gave me chills in the worst way. I also noticed he would happen to always be outside waiting for me. My neighbor knew my schedule like clock work. It was bizarre to me but became the norm to have him around trying to help out with my bags and try to invite himself into my apartment.
I had also seen my panties and nylons would go missing and he would be outside just staring at my place. I had a funny feeling I was dealing with a lunatic. I sent in an email to the landlord and was ready to move out by the end of the first month. All the things that were unfolding were happening rapidly. Had I known that the landlord had given my neighbor access to emails, keys of all the units I would of never been in this torture room.
The next day I was greeted by my twisted neighbor. He used chloroform on me and trapped me in his apartment. I was his submissive whore from now on. He was angered that I was trying to leave and wasn’t going to let me go. He erased the messages and decided to inflict so much fear in me that I wouldn’t leave. I was his fisting slut and I was only allowed to go out when he deemed it possible. I must of had a wicked attraction to being a slave because I followed all his commands. I made sure to pleasure him and take all the pain he was giving me.
Opposites attract
I have learned from the best master ever and now I have a mean streak. I crave that power and I know I can’t use it on him so I have been dating guys I normally don’t. I have been dating complete doormats willing to bend over backwards for me. I am a submissive little slut by nature but I have learned a thing or two. I have used my power on the guys I am dating and I put them in their place real quick. I like hardcore bondage. I make them get on their knees and I become their mistress. There is a thin line between dominance and submission. You can cross either line if you play either side. It doesn’t take much to be on the opposing side. My twat gets wet making a guy suck my strap and fucking him with it right afterwards.
Re-training a Submissive Whore
I love being a submissive whore. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have dated men who weren’t into the BDSM lifestyle, and it never worked out. I crave a strong dominant man like you. I met a new guy at a fetish club I frequent last week. We have not gone out on dates, but I did visit his dungeon s. He wanted me to see it the next day after we met because he knew he had all the equipment I could want. I knew he wanted to break a bitch, so I acted like I was not as submissive as I really am. When I saw his BDSM equipment, I played like I was only a bondage whore and his equipment was too much for me. I knew that would piss him off and it did. He smacked my face and called me a cock tease. His hands were around my throat tightly and he started to choke me. He wanted me to tell him that I was his willing slave and to hurt me any way he wanted. My plan backfired because he was far more abusive and aggressive than I thought. He tossed me against the wall. I bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed. It was like he was a shark attracted to the scent of fresh blood. He came in towards me as I was on the ground trying to get my bearings. He licked the blood from my lips and shoved a long pony tail dildo up my ass. He had a leather collar that said “cunt” that he made me wear. He kept me as his submissive sex slave for days. I didn’t realize I needed broke in again, but I guess I did. According to him, a bitch like me is not submissive if she thinks she can play games and cock tease. Perhaps he was right. Maybe I need more breaking in.
Grits and Submission
Everyday I clean Master’s house from top to bottom. I dust, vacuum, and mop all day long until every surface is spotless. But today I forgot to clean underneath the sofa and Master was not happy. He put grits on the floor and made kneel on them. The grits were so painful to my knees. He pulled his cock out and I knew what he wanted, I put it in my mouth and started sucking. I thought if I sucked him off really good he would let me get up. But even after he came in my mouth he made me stay on those grits for another hour. When he finally allowed me to stand my knees were bloody and tears were running down my face. He taught me a lesson that I would never forget and from now on he won’t find a speck of dust anywhere. A clean house makes Master happy and I want to keep him happy.
















