Sometime I can be such a bad submissive whore. I think in the world of BDSM phone sex a bratty bitch can be both good and bad. For a sado maso slut like me I love having my Master do his best to me. Today I have been caged. Taken outside and left in the rain like a wet dog. Master let me down and I knelt at his feet, my eyes averted from his.
He ordered me to strip myself down, I replied “Yes Master,” and quickly removed my clothing. HE attached a collar around my neck and walked me into the woods. I winced as the rocks and sticks dug into my knees. When I did not move fast enough he tugged at the collar forcing me to my belly in the mud. Once we made it through the woods to the creek he stroked the side of my cheek with the back of his hand. He asked me to stand, I thought I had earned a reward. Instead he told me I must earn his touch with extreme discipline.
He placed a large log into my hands and had me stand on some rocks with it above my head. He told me I was not to let it fall, not even in the slightest. I held it up strong, started to get a little cocky even at how well I was doing. I should had known that was the wrong thing to do, Master pulled out a bull whip and started to sling it against my bare skin. I let a scream leave my lips as I braced my knees. My ribs stung as he tore into my skin with every crack of his whip. I tried to hold my arms up strong knowing my punishment for dropping would be worse. I was rewarded by being allowed to suck Master’s hard cock into my mouth, he even gave me his seed. I knew I had pleased him. He even helped me clean my broken skin.
Category: Hardcore bondage
Sex and Submission From A Submissive Slut
Submissive slut is only the half of it darling. So many nights I have dreamt of being woken by a dominant force taking what he wants from me. He would creep quietly into my bedroom and slowly take off his clothing. Slipping a pillow case over my head wakes me and without any knowledge of time or place, my confusion would turn into erotic bliss. I would try to struggle, but he would have bound me before waking me. Wrists motionless from above my head, and ankles stretched apart and fastened well. I heard the scissors and felt my nightgown fall off of my breasts. He entered me as he told me I was nothing but his cum eating slut. He told me as he slowly violated me how he would own my cunt now. He thrust into his cunt, his slut, his slave.. I was not my own. To him I belong. Devoted and cherished, taken and owned, obedient I am. I love being the one who is under constant pressure. He watches me as I am in his choice of clothing. Lace panties, stiletto pumps and a smile. As I perform his duties I will remember that I am his sex toy. Your sex toy. I will submit, for I can only breathe in extreme bondage.