Bondage and submission is what I was put on this earth to do. Men cannot just tie up any whore. Well, they can, but not all women are willing bondage slaves. There are no consequences tying me up because I am a willing whore. I was not always, however. It is weird how the things you hated when you were young you grow up to love. I was just a little girl when my mother left me. She met a new man, and I was expendable. She knew what a mean man my father was, and she left me with him. Left me to fend for myself and she never looked back. Never came looking for me, not even when I was an adult. When I was just a peanut, daddy tied me to chairs so he could skull fuck me. Maybe he would tie me to my princess bed posters so I would not fight while he forced his cock inside my tiny pussy. When I entered my teen years, daddy upped his game. He became fearful I would runaway and leave him like my mother. He pulled me from school saying I was sick and needed to be home schooled, but he never hired anyone to home school me. He turned me into his sex slave and laid the seeds for me to become a bondage whore as an adult. He caught me once trying to escape through my bedroom window. He thought I was running away, but I just wanted out of the house. At that point it had been months since I went outside. I spent the next 4 years tied up or shackled. Daddy would whip me tied up. He would fuck me tied up. He would sodomize me with his empty beer bottles tied up. And he would let his friends fuck me tied up too. I would be left tied up for hours a day, only released to pee twice a day. I lucked out one day and got loose. I ran away, vowing never to be tied up again. We know how that turned out for me though.
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My Bondage and Submission Roots
Bondage Phone Sex for Life
I got into this sort of work because I love bondage phone sex. Men have been tying me up since I was a schoolgirl. When I was a young girl, I hated it. I was scared. My father would tie me up all day while he was at work because he feared I would run away. Eventually, I did. But I ran right into the arms of a man who liked BDSM games too. I met my master at a bondage club in NYC that my husband took me too. My master was in his 40s then. I was 19, I think. I loved being tied up by men I knew would not harm me or leave me to die. My current master was not fond of the way my husband treated me because as he said it, my husband was not a true dome. He was just a misogynistic asshole. A couple years later, I would cross paths with my master again in an underground NYC club. The second encounter changed my world. I am still a bondage whore, but now I live in California and I have a job and a salary. I am owned and I am taken care of well. I still get tied up and left in precarious situations, however. Master misses tying me up as his bondage secretary. Coronavirus has halted our fun, but he hired a guy to break into my place last night and tie me up. It was filmed too. I had no clue this was staged, and that I was not going to die. My reactions were real. My fear was real too. The hired hand dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming and bond me in the living room. I assumed for his rape phone sex fantasies, but after being left for 6 hours chained up, my master’s voice came across the answering machine telling me I was just punished for being a dirty slut. I loved every minute of every. Every 10 hours of it that I was bound up for master’s amusement made me wet.
Bukkake Phone Sex Tales from a subslut
Being a trained and obedient sub slut, I have a more than a few bukkake phone sex tales to share.
Last year I thought I was done with the gang bang scenes. But as a Master you know as submissive women living the life 24/7 will never truly be out from under the multi men fucks! The basement was cold and wet and thought we had decided to make it a wine cellar. But I was soon to find out that Master had arranged a ten man gang bang for his slave wife. I tried to run upstairs but it was no use, the men were dragging me back down by my feet. My stockings were ripped and my face hit the stairs. Brutal is all that went through my mind. In the swinging light of the once happy BDSM room, I saw masked men and cocks out all around me. I wiped the blood off my lips and began the cock sucking of a lifetime. See, this is submissive sex. I can not say no, nor do I want to. I wanted to swallow each load that night but I was only given the opportunity to be came all over. And the worst part is they made me crawl out of the basement window and walk all the way around the house in the dawning light. My shame for the neighbors to see. They think I am a cheating slut now and no one will talk to me. No one knows but the people my Husband/Master bring home how filthy a whore I really am!
Submissive MILF Phone Sex Slut
This milf phone sex slut has always been submissive. I had my first gang bang before I could drive. My father got me drunk and rented me out to some friends. About ten guys who my father owed money to came over to fuck his young teen daughter. I was scared, which is why daddy got me drunk first. His pals smelled like sweat and whiskey. They grabbed my tits, tore my clothes, slapped my face and shoved fingers in my mouth and pussy. I was pleading with my father to make them stop, but he could have cared less about me. One of the guys pushed me down on the floor. His cohorts stripped me naked and tied me up. I was tied to various pieces of furniture so I would not escape. I was fighting. A couple of the men skull fucked me. Other guys fucked my ass and my cunt. I was worried I would get pregnant, but no one cared about that. My daddy joked that if I got knocked up, the brat would be sold. I was no virgin. Daddy had been exploring his rape phone sex fantasies for years on me, but this was the first time I fucked more than him or had multiple guys at once. Girls my age were riding bikes with their friends or hanging out at the mall, not getting sodomized by their daddy’s friends. I was anally brutalized. Men put their fists and cocks in my ass, and cunt. I cried harder than I did when daddy force fucked me that first time. I sobered up quickly from the pain. They brutalized me for hours. They spanked me, skull fucked me, fisted me, double penetrated me, strangled me, slapped me and pissed one me. My ass prolapsed for the first time. I was fucked raw. Decades later, I am a gangbang phone sex whore you and your friends. Just now, I like it.
A Submissive Sex Slut for My Son’s Dealer
I am a submissive sex slut mommy. I let my son and his friends do whatever they want to me. For the longest time, I could not bait my son to fuck me. He hates me. Blames me for everything wrong in his world. We have bonded, however, being under quarantine together. He recently turned 18 and I could have legally kicked him out of the house for the way he has treated me. Not my style. He can love or hate me, but he can always live with me. He has a black friend who loves white pussy. My son owes him money for some weed. Instead of asking me, my son pimped me out to settle his debt. I did not have a choice. Not that I would have protested. I am a submissive whore. His dealer kept telling me I was damn fine for a MILF. He ordered me to open my mouth for his anaconda. He pulled out a big black cock. I mean this was a monster of a cock. I was scared because his cock was at least 2 times the size of any cock I have had yet. He grabbed my ears like they were handlebars and skull fucked me until his balls were flush on my chin. I started gagging, choking and drooling. His cock meat was suffocating me. My son watched and jacked off. He told his dealer to make me earn his money. Cum was oozing out of the corners of my mouth and when he came, it felt like a hole was in the back of my head. I was drowning in his cum. My son could not take it anymore. He fucked my ass raw and pumped it full of his boy batter. Cum oozed out of my ass and mouth. This was yesterday and I think cum is still oozing out my holes. Going to be a long winter for me if my son keeps pimping me out like this.
Female Bondage And Water Torture
I am a connoisseur of female bondage, But This was not pleasant. Using My own daughter against me was my ultimate humiliation. I wanted to please and I would push myself to any length to Make my long-time master happy. I had run away a few times and always came back. He did have my offspring and I am a mother. He would always find me and always bring me back home where I belonged. My punishment this time was to see My oldest daughter decked out in full bondage gear as he instructed me that He would be using severe sensory deprivation to reset my slave skills. My daughter would be paying the price as well! I knew in my heart this would be the last time I ever left. I could not endure my daughter being tortured like this. Or better yet maybe I was jealous that she was my replacement. The Tank of water in the garage was cold as I put my hands on it. I was slapped to the ground and tasted blood. I would be paying for my last game of hide and seek. Shackled up with my daughter behind me, MY Master lifted us and dropped us in the tank and told me that we would both be In water bondage. This pissed my daughter off that she would have to endure pain for my indiscretion. The water lapped at my ears as the lid was shut. My Milf body pressed down on her and she began screaming and kicking under me. If she were to drown it would be my fault. But then again I would have taken out the competition, even if it was my own flesh and blood daughter! One less bondage whore to compete with!














