Light bondage isn’t where things started with my master and I. I was fully aware he wanted to use me and abuse me. I had no idea it was going to get so extreme, but it did. I would spend days being whipped and utilized. My tight ass was no longer so tight. I had a permanent whip marking slashed across, and my asshole was being gaped to no return. I had no idea I was going to be spit on and cummed on. I had my holes pissed on and used. I was the epitome of an abused cum slut, and he loved it so much. My pussy was raw and red, and he was stabbing it with a glass dildo. Gagged and gaped was how he loved me.
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Waiting For You
Laying on my bed my cunt gushing waiting for you to walk in that door. I hear you pull up and walk into the house. My eyes widen in anticipation as you enter the bedroom. To my happy surprise, you have already stripped down and your cock is already hard for me. You waste no time grabbing me by the hair and pushing me to my knees. Your cock inches away from my mouth I open wide and you shove it deep in my mouth. You are fucking my mouth like my cunt gagging and chocking me. I drool all over your cock and down my titties. This excites you. You twist and pinch at my drool-covered nipples. My moans vibrating on your thick cock. My cunt gushes onto my thighs. I need you to cum all three of my nasty whore holes.
Rape Phone Sex Fantasies
Do you have rape phone sex fantasies? Most men do. Some men like to force a woman and eventually have her admit how much she likes it. Not my boss. He likes to force fuck women and make them cry. He never wants them to succumb to pleasure. I found this out the hard way. I thought I had a home intruder with rape fantasies. What I had was an angry boss who wanted to scare the shit out of me. He wanted me to fear him more than I already did. I was dead asleep in my bed when a loud noise woke me up. It sounded like broken glass. It had to be because that would be the only way to get into my house. Before I could call the cops and grab the gun from the night stand, a man in black was on me with a knife to my throat. I know I am a submissive whore, but not to an intruder. I was not going to roll over and play dead for a masked man. I fought back, but he strangled my throat. As I was fighting him off me, I ripped his mask. I gasped as I saw my boss behind the mask. Now I didn’t know if I should fight or roll over and take it like a bitch. Would he kill me? I took a chance that he just wanted to show he owned me even when I was not at work. He had such anger in his eyes. Pure hatred. Not at all like my old master. My boss isn’t a master like my old boss was to me. The man assaulting me in my bed wanted more than submissive sex games. He wanted to hurt me. He wanted to scare me. After he was done with me, he left me tied up on the floor. I only got loose when my daughter came home the next day. My new boss owns me where ever I may go.
Submissive Sex Slave
Submissive sex is my forte. I have tried to be equal with some men. I have even tried to be dominant a few times. It only works for me when I am submissive. It is what I am best at doing. I have not been to the office since the holidays. Yesterday was my first official day back. My boss is a dominant man who hired me more for my submissive ways than my typing skills. I am his stress release. He bent me over my office desk after I made him coffee. I thought I was going to be spanked for using real sugar instead of Stevia. He is on that Keto diet. I guess he never realized my mistake. I didn’t dare tell him because he was sodomizing my ass for the tone of voice I used when I served him his coffee. He may have broken my arm if he knew he was consuming real sugar. He never uses lube. He dry fucks my ass so hard, it bleeds. He was pulling my hair extremely hard at the same time. Fuck, I wanted to scream, but that would piss him off further because there are other offices in the building. Once he nutted in me, he slapped my ass a few times and told me to get back to work. It hurt to sit down, so I could type, but I am a good submissive whore. I took an ass fucking then typed up his legal briefs nervous for what would happen if I didn’t type them perfectly.
Submissive sex chat with a slave pet
My master over heard me having some submissive sex chat with the other slave pets. I kept bragging about how so much better I was and how pain isn’t a problem for me. I have to say I have built up quite the tolerance. I didn’t expect him to get so angry with me. I assumed it wasn’t a big deal. I was wrong he felt belittled and was going to teach me a lesson. I will never be above him or his rules or the pain he inflicts on me. I am a slave pet and I have to be challenged with endless torture. I will never take for granted the amount of time my master spends on me and my body. I will learn to obey and never break the rules.
Since I was a chatty Cathy in front of everyone, I was going to get reprimanded like the slut I am. It was going to be a viewing party. The pain I felt from his whips and fist was enough to keep me from ever thinking I am strong. I was black and blue the next day and felt the pain radiate thru my body. My asshole was prolapsed and in pain for weeks.
Submissive and Bondage Whore
When you are a bondage whore, you go through great measures to get tied up. Many of those measures put you at risk. Pain whores have it easier. It is not difficult to inflict pain on yourself. It is more difficult to tie your own self up, however. I was desperate for some bondage games. My boss isn’t in to bondage. He just likes to whip me and torture me. My son will tie me up, but he will leave me for days. So, there aren’t people in my life who will tie me up. I need to go on fet life or Tinder or visit a bondage club. Most of the clubs were closed for the holidays, so I met a guy on Fet Life. Normally, I am more careful with strangers, but my need to be bound and gagged out weighed my sensibilities. I invited Nathan to my home. Things didn’t go well from the get-go. I had a form of buyer’s remorse. I tried to change my mind when I saw him. He was repulsive looking, and he smelled. He charged the door and tied me up. I was scared because I didn’t know what he was capable of and he was in my home. He stood over me calling me names like fat pig and whore. He kicked me several times. He even pissed on me. He circled me for hours hurling insults and kicking me. His cock was in his hand the entire time. He was mumbling something about a submissive whore not being able to reject him. He clearly was unbalanced. I didn’t know if he would kill me or fuck me. He did neither. He pissed on me, kicked me until I was black and blue and insulted me for hours then just left. My daughter came home and found me. She just shook her head and told me I was going to get myself killed.