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Lost

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It’s been 15 years since I was kidnapped. So many years of bondage phone sex that I’ve forgotten how to be normal. I was living the good life as the trophy wife of a local businessman. A mother of two young ones. A pillar of the community. My hubby had lured me into the cuckold life that he loved. Men were always coming and going. Looking back, I wonder if this was all planned. The day I was attacked, everyone was gone. A masked man dragged me into a van and my life changed forever.
My abductor was a cruel man. He broke me, starved me, and beat me senseless. I’ll never forget the day he brought home the newspaper where my husband had me declared dead. I lost the will to live that day. He owned me now. He knew where I was weak. My fiesty side was gone. I was dead inside. I was property, like a pet. I faced the life that he forced me to live.
Six months later, it all changed. He brought home another paper where my husband was marrying my best friend. That night, I begged him to kill me. And believe me, he tried. All of his angry lust spilled out as he inflicted every horror in his dungeon upon me. I lashed me, strung me up, violated me with every object. But I felt nothing inside. I was meat. Just a pretty plaything that he could share with his friends. And somewhere along the way, my pain turned to arousal. My pussy throbs with each blow, every kick, and every vile word. I am now a submissive whore. Chained, helpless, and born to serve my master. Use me as your cum dumpster, ashtray, or footstool. I know my place. I am nobody.

Abducted in the Woods

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I had gone camping with some friends over the weekend. I ventured off into the woods for a peaceful walk by myself. The sun was shining as I neared the edge of the river, but that’s when there was a loud thud and I fell to the ground. When I woke up, I was naked aside from my panties, tied up in some sort of cage, dangling just low enough to reach my tippy toes to the ground. My struggling caught the attention of my captor, so he came up to me from out of the brush. Worried, I asked him to let me go and not to harm me because my friends would be looking for me. He just laughed as he walked up holding a whip and a gag. He secured the gag in my mouth so that I could no longer talk such nonsense to him. Then, with all his might, he started whipping me. Each lash stung like fire, but I had no choice. I couldn’t even shield my body with my arms, as they were restrained. The ropes wouldn’t budge, so I was forced to endure the lashings. After my body was almost entirely covered in bloody, raw welts, he came up and ripped off my panties. I flailed and cried out, but it was no use. He steadied my legs in his powerful arms and had no mercy as he start impaling my dry asshole. His cock was tearing apart my ass and it burned, but there was nothing I could do. Nobody was coming to my rescue. After he was finished, he knocked me out again and left me somewhere I didn’t recognize. I was left in the woods to wander naked back to our campsite.

Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex goes hand in hand with being a submissive. I love being tied up, it is just hard to tie yourself up. I have become quite good at tying up my boobs, however. I like to make them look like torpedoes for your abuse. This weekend, my son caught me practicing with ropes on my tits. He liked the image of seeing my boobs look like cow udders he said. He offered to help me. I should have known better. Not only did he tie up my breasts, he tied me to the bed. I could feel the ropes cutting into my flesh. I could feel the circulation stopping. I was in pain and pinned to the bed like a squashed bug. My son started slapping my tits. He even flicked his cigarette ashes on my breasts. He came on my tits and left me. I thought he would be back soon. I feel asleep despite the pain. Woke up when my son returned with some friends. They looked like hungry vultures circling me like I was roadkill. They pulled out their cocks and started stroking their dicks while I was all tied up.  I was in pain from the lack of circulation to my breasts, but no one cared, especially not my son. They just laughed and masturbated. I had rope burns and cuts that opened my flesh under my tits.  I begged to be released. I promised to be a good mommy, a good whore. Nothing. Just the look of disdain for his own mother in his eyes. His friends started mounting me like I was a drunk coed at a frat party. They fucked me until they had all had a turn. They paid my son money as they left. My son finally untied me. My boobs looked like they were used as air bags in a car accident. It will be awhile before I can even put a bra on again. I guess now I have a new extreme bondage story to share.

MILF Phone Sex Domination

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MILF phone sex sluts make great submissives for younger guys. I don’t know why, but I am consumed with thoughts of my next master being half my age. Honestly, I would like my son to take over as my full-time Master. Have you ever had thoughts about dominating a mature woman, maybe even your own mother? It’s extra taboo, right? My son has the mean streak his daddy did, it is just not his dominant personality. I guess my son is a switch. I have been working to make him a dominant son permanently. I know how to trigger his rage. I did it this weekend. I embarrassed him in front of a girl he had over. As soon as she left, he came at me in a fit of rage, which made my cunt wet. He pinned me against the wall with his bare hand around my throat. He had rage filled eyes as he ripped off my blouse. He started smacking my tits with his bare hand. I tried to act scared and apologetic, but this was exactly what I wanted. After he bruised up my tits, he bruised up my ass. He has fucked me a few times, all out of rage. This time, I got a hardcore anal fucking along with some strangulation. He wrapped his belt around my neck as he slammed in and out of his mother’s ass. He used his belt as a reign, pulling me back into his cock. He enjoyed hearing me choke, so he pulled the belt tighter. I almost passed out. When he came in my ass, he seemed to lose some of his rage. I think he was hoping to score with the young girl he had over, but I ruined it and she left. I just need to keep him sexually frustrated.

Bratty Girl Gets Punished

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Sometimes, I can be a little too bratty for my own good. I was with this guy at his house and I just could not drop the attitude that day. He asked if he could take my jacket but I told him if he wanted to make himself useful, he could go get me a drink. Clenching his jaw, he went and brought me back a mixed drink, which smelled of vodka and pineapples. I scowled and demanded something else! The sweetness would surely give me a headache. He grabbed me by the throat and said I was such a brat and I needed to learn some respect. He slapped me across the face and tied my wrists together after pinning me down. Dragging me down to his basement, my ass hit each stair with a loud thud. He threw me onto this table, which wasn’t long enough to support my legs, meaning I had to keep them held up. Securing me to the table, he put a metal rod in my mouth, which also locked into the table. I couldn’t lift my head or turn it very far either. I was completely helpless! My wrists were hooked up beneath the table, behind my head. With brute force, he entirely ripped off any clothing still left on me. I did not have a spare outfit with me. Unbuttoning his pants, he took out his rock hard cock and started railing me with no mercy. My pussy took the beating as he slapped my perky tits, telling me what a stupid whore I was. I needed to learn some manners and he was going to teach me. Pulling my legs up with his arms, he then fucked my tight, dry asshole, ripping into me. I screamed in pain, but he did not let up what so ever. I couldn’t beg him for forgiveness with the metal bar in my mouth, so I hoped my pleading whimpers would be understood. But they were not, or, at least, went unacknowledged. He spent hours doing whatever he wished to me. By the time he was done, it was dark outside and he made me walk home in my tattered clothing.

I need to be dominated

Submissive Sex ChatI’ve always had a fantasy about a guy coming into my house, and forcing himself on top of me. The thought of just being dominated, without even knowing who they are, or what to expect in there pants, just gets my pussy dripping wet. I’m very submissive sexually, so unless I’m at work, I want to be dominated. I want a man bigger than me, muscular, with a thick cock, to break into my house one night, and force himself on top of, and to dominate my juicy tight pussy. I want him to tie me up, gag me, and have his absolute way with my pussy. Make me suck his cock, and take him deep down my throat all for his own pleasure. What he doesn’t know though, is I’m loving every single minute of it. I can’t see his face because it’s dark, all I hear are his sexual grunts and moans as he thrusts his huge cock into my bare pussy. Have you ever had a fantasy similar to mine? I’ve love for you to call me and tell me about your fantasies. Nothing is too extreme for this submissive slut!

Abducted

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I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.

The Tutor’s Discipline

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I hadn’t been focusing in school as much as I should, so my dad hired a tutor to make sure I really was disciplined in my studies. The tutor’s office was private- just a room with his desk and table for him and students to work together. Despite his best efforts, I still wasn’t understanding the lesson. Frustrated, he grabbed me and bent me over the desk. He told me he would have to teach me a different lesson today. He bound my hands behind my back with his belt and pulled up my skirt. My skin stung with each smack of his hand. I cried out and apologized for being a bad girl, but he only spanked me harder. Then he pushed me to the floor and grabbed me by the hair to pull me up to my knees. He took out his big cock and squeezed my jaw until it opened. Gagging me with his thick rod, he pushed his dick all the way down my throat so I couldn’t breathe. He pulled back so I could get some air but kept throat fucking me as I gasped in between thrusts. Just as he was cumming, he exited my mouth to shoot all of his hot cum down my face, which dripped down to my bare titties. I have learned my lesson for sure, this time!

Rape phone sex fantasies the Fuck Pig

Rape phone sex fantasiesI had become the office fuck pig. I’m not sure how I agreed to it other than through blackmail and my boss using my submissive nature against me. He had kidnapped me and taken out all his rape fantasies out on me while telling me my cunt belonged to the office now. That I was to make sure everyone was satisfied and came or he’d tell my Master… Who he doesn’t know is my Master. That I went and fucked him willingly. I didn’t know what to do. I knew Master would give him permission and tell me to be the office fuck pig if my boss had asked but I felt like I would get in trouble for not telling him. So, I just didn’t say anything and it’s how I found myself bent over my Boss’ desk this morning. Him lifting up my skirt and pumping my pussy with his cock as if it’d been  years since he’d last gotten to enjoy it. Reminding me of my place. “Fucking pig, it’s all your good for isn’t it? Being a fucking cum dump?” he was getting off hard on the abuse and I’d be lying if I didn’t say that I was enjoying it too. Maybe I’m just a bad slave? Maybe I like it when I’m forced to do something like this against my will. I am a bad slut, enjoying being the office fuck pig already. My mind was so full of thoughts and confusion that I missed when he pumped my pussy with it’s first load of cum for the day and smacked my ass hard enough for it to mark. “Go fuck off.” he said gruffly wanting me out of his site now that he was done with me. I pulled down my skirt as I walked away, closing the door behind me I saw Brian. He grinned at me as if he knew exactly what I had done. Which he probably did as he came up to me and without a word pushed me up against the glass pane that connected the lobby to the bosses office. I could see our boss grin at me pressed up against the glass even as Brian lifted my skirt and I could feel his cock press against my ass. “You always act like you’re to good for us lowly surfs. Fucking entitled slut.” he growled, angry at me as he shoved his cock into my ass making me cry out with the pain of the muscles stretching. He showed no mercy though, pumping hard and deep with each thrust groaning as if my ass was the best hole he’d ever fucked. “You fucking cum dump. I’m going to use you every fucking day. Make sure your ass is ready for me.” he growled. His hand going around my throat, squeezing as he fucked me harder and faster. Leaving me gasping for breath until he exploded in my ass filling me with cum.

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