Category: Sexy bondage

BDSM Phone sex Bondage Bunny

BDSM Phone sex

The life of a BDSM phone sex bondage bunny is intense. My pain tolerance has only increased over the years. And my appetite for kinky submission, while bound, has only grown. Whips and chains excite me but so do humiliating words of encouragement. This cum dump rope bunny is perfect to use and abuse. I am always pushing myself past my own limits in order to be a true subby slave. I know that the more that I can take the greater use there is for me. I strive to be the bottom bitch every master loves.  I work hard to be the best in my submission because it makes me feel alive! There is a lot of competition for an aging whore who adores bondage and  Bare bottom spankings!  I will devore and worship any master’s cock that decides I am worthy enough to be of use to him! Stop by and decide my punishment for yourself, My King! 

Slave Training

Slave TrainingEvery good slave needs to know their place. This is what my master has told me. Knowing that I am cheating on my husband makes me wonder about another punishment. Walking to my master I sit at his feet. Eagerly waiting for the collar to be put on. Asking without permission to speak would garner punishment. Perhaps punishment is something that wouldn’t be so bad. Feeling the crack of his hand on my bare ass. Just thinking about it has me squirming on the floor. The collar. He has my collar. Here is comes. Yes, I have my collar. Master is holding my leash. Being his bitch, I am to remain on all fours. Only allowed to walk when given permission to stand to walk.

This well-trained slave has taken many beatings, anxiously waits for her master to give a command. Getting hot, horny, and needing the pleasure of sucking on my masters’ cock. Making him cum. Swallowing all his cum down my throat.  Master walks and I crawl on my hands and knees, waiting for the reward. Silently begging him to whip. Feeling that whip lash over my pussy. It throbs. Will today be the day that I am put in the stocks? Sure, hope so. It is! Finally, the reward of punishment is here.

My neck and wrists are closed around. Knees on the cushioned bench. Oh master please. Knowing what is coming. The feel of his cock pressing into my ass. Not my cunt. No lube. Still my pussy throbs. This orgasm is going to be one of the greatest. The reward of the stocks, padded cushion, then to be fucked in the ass. Thoughts of my husband are gone as my master takes control of my body, mind, and soul.

Submissive Whore pet like me need our cum feedings!

Submissive WhoreA submissive whore pet like me needs to be pet and fluffed and fucked all hours of the day and night. I’m a needy slut and my master spends a great amount of his time forcing me onto all fours before diving into my pussy cock first and leaving an explosive amount of cum right where it belongs. I need it too, I need every drop of my master’s overflowing jizz. His heat is what I live for, it’s what keeps my heart beating, without it I’m not even sure how to think or feel. Master tells me how to function from moment to moment, and master told me to listen to you and all your carnal cravings. Not just yours though, everyone around my slave training honed body. Just before you called a man was balls deep in my pussy and pumping away like it was his real home away from home. His family a secondary thought to the one he could make with my drenched cunt if he shot enough seed into my belly and waited long enough. A man really only wants one thing and that’s to turn every sex pet around into a breeding whore for their pleasure. If we’re not left dripping cum and dirtying the carpet so we have something to lick clean the moment it starts to dry, what are we doing with our day? Sex pet have to know their place or they get uppity. Punish me, force me, breed me, treat me like the whore I am and never let me out of your sight or I’ll find another guy to please for master’s whims. He doesn’t really care who’s cumming as long as the explosive cum flows from every cock around me and my sexy phone sex pussy. I’m a regular drenched slut looking for a feeding.

Prostate milking for my Master after I give him a rim job

Prostate milkingDaddy loves a good Prostate milking.. he uses me as the fluffer then once I have that BBC fully stiffened daddy gets down on all fours and I guide his big black dick into Master’s man pussy. He’s got a wife but I am his mistress who tends to all of his sexual needs that his wife does not. As his Sex slave I spread his cheeks apart after he is filled to the brim and slurp all of the nut out of him. He loves being a filthy creampie slut and smothering me with his asshole.. having me there to dominate and degraded after being treated like a sissy faggot is his personal way of reminding me of my status regardless of his fetishes. If I do good enough at fluffing and cleaning him of all the slime that oozes out of his man pussy when he’s through being used.. Master will allow his Sexy bondage slut to get bent over pounded..

If I am lucky enough Master will get turned on and stretch me out by having his dick rubbing against a BBC inside of my sloppy wet pussy! he loves to hear me in agony. he also enjoys me calling out his name and nearly giving no regard to the other man sweating just to get off inside of me. Daddy knows regardless Of who I fuck or who has fucked me this pussy belongs to him. What daddy says goes! I can’t wait for the next time daddy is feeling tangy so he can hire another black guy to join us. Oh yeah btw, I am his wife’s personal assistant and she has no idea that I know her husband before I ever knew her. Now I get to fuck him in their master bedroom and occasionally I get to fuck him even while shes home without her knowledge. I am his personal Bondage whore for as long as he wants me to be. 

Female Bondage Turns on Many Men

female bondageDoes female bondage turn you on? You are not alone. Many men watch bondage porn and get aroused. Some men take it a bit further and go to a bondage club. My master is part owner of a new bondage club in our county. He got me a stake in it too. I will inherit his shares once he dies. His wife has no clue about this investment. All the old BDSM clubs shut down during Covid and never came back. Master and a few of his friends wanted an after-hours sort of place they could take their submissive whores. I am allowed to attend the club with or without master. I do some bookkeeping and staff hiring for the club too.  I went last night with the intention of going over inventory, but a guy saw me and wanted to tie me up in one of the private rooms. I was unsure about him. I mean I was twice his age easily. He was a new face. I was nervous. My gut was telling me to not do this, but master likes happy customers. I went with him assuming he knew I was an owner’s submissive whore. My picture is behind the bar as one of the staff and as sort of a prized show horse.

This guy had no clue who I was. He did not care once I told him either. He tied me up like a pretzel and forced me to suck his cock. This is a bondage only club. No exchange of bodily fluids is allowed because that violates local ordinances and could get the place shut down quickly. This guy did not care. He was a rule breaker. He was just there to tie up a woman and use her as a cum dumpster. He used me like a dirty whore. Came on my face. He even pissed on me while laughing at the local ordinances. He tossed a twenty at me, put a ball gag in my mouth and left. I was alone in the room still bound and gagged. I could not scream to get someone’s attention. I just hoped someone else would realize that the owner’s submissive sex slave was missing. A couple hours later, I was discovered by one of the cleaning ladies and set free. I gave her some money for her silence. If master finds out, he may never let me come back alone to the club again.

 

Wearing my leash at the park was fun

Light bondageLight bondage is what me and Master Daddy enjoy, but today we decided to take a walk in the park.  Master Daddy is slave training me so I had my cute pink collar and leash on today. As I strutted along next to my master he gave me instructions to take my shirt off and expose my chocolate tits to joggers nearby. I did as I was told knowing that Submissive sex would follow as my reward for such whorish behavior. I truly love the looks we get when Master Daddy and I play in public places, I get so turned on he has to remind me not to go to far. I couldn’t care less who sees me submit to Master Daddy, I am his eternal sex slave.

 

 

BDSM chat becomes reality

bdsm chat

I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.

Being admired as a Bondage Whore

Bondage whoreI’ve always believed my pussy was very pretty for a bondage whore, but having my lips held open by clamps and a flashlight aimed down between my nethers wasn’t something I’d expected. Not even when he started fucking me with the thick ass flashlight and taking relish in the surprised expressions I managed. “There’s a camera.” He explained, like that gave away the entire game and I just suddenly understood why there was a light beam in my cunt instead of his dick. That was until he flipped his phone for me and showed me what my insides look like when they’re being plundered rapidly. So pink and wet, so deep and gripping. “Beautiful.” He’d said, which was mood altering, since I was pretty sure I was here to be tortured, not be exposed to the pussy equivalent of cock worshiping. It suddenly clicked to me that this session was going to be an odd one, and that made me happy. Not because I dislike normal, painful, wondrous sessions that leave my mouth watering just to think about and get your dick hard just thinking about pulling it on me. I just, new is special to me, it gives me experience and holds a place in my heart. “Alright, you ready to get fucked, slut?” Or maybe it’d be pretty normal after his amazement died down, because his cock was huge and I was pretty sure he planned to punish me using it, and the pounding gave my body shivers just thinking about. “Just gonna take a few more pictures.” I thought the camera was taking video, and maybe it well was, but seeing it snap pictures that’d surely rest on his phone forever, being something he stroked to nightly and fantasized about long after I was gone, that made me cum. I gave him a show, let his camera get a sight of my depths at their best for the erotic submissive stories he’d surely tell.

Bent over his knee in public! Given bare bottom spankings!

bare bottom spankings

 

Bent over a knee is the best way to get a bare bottom spanking! Don’t you agree? If not we should really discuss what you think is best! I really prefer the intimate contact of bare hand to bare ass, the loving gesture of rubbing and swatting. It’s comforting in a way and super erotic.

Have you ever given a grown woman a bare bottom spanking? Bent over your knee, whimpering and moaning, wiggling and carrying on as she looks up at you with those innocent needy eyes. Giving you all the signals that she wants to be taken rough and hard but lovingly at the same time.

I love to act up just so I can get that extra touch and attention from my Dominants. I guess you could call me more of a brat with a more traditional side. Let me show you new experiances, let me whimper in your ear as you tell me how you’re going to dominate me.

Bondage and submission are how any good cheating date should end.

Bondage and submissionMy latest cheating date was going so well, up until it ended up going so much better with Bondage and submission. We went back to his apartment and he immediately ambushed me with enough bondage gear to make my whole body quiver. Chained up against his reinforced wall, I couldn’t do anything but anticipate exactly what kind of torture he was going to bring down upon me. I was soaked just thinking about it. The anticipation is half of what makes moments like this so precious. I can’t get things like this from my husband, even if I wish I could. That cutie whipping me would be the best orgasm I ever had. It seemed like I was about to get that from this man instead and his erotic bondage stories, when he came back with clamps and a battery. It didn’t look dangerous, but he did. He was tall and burly, his shirt off showing off rippling muscles. Somehow I felt like the riding crop at his waist was going to hurt a lot more than whatever he had in store for those clamps. The torture addict in me was wide-eyed and salivating, only not playing with my wet pussy because I was chained up and unable to use my hands. I rubbed my legs together what little I could, I focused on his hands as they got close. He was silent, stoic, it was actually really creepy as he got ready to unleash his pent-up desires on me. For a moment I wondered if I was leaving this apartment or if this was going to be my permanent future. They’d look for me sure, but they’d never figure it out. They’d probably blame my husband, they always blame the spouse. I’d ruin our both lives just like that… At least I’d be cumming forever, and that massive dick I could see him packing would surely help with that, if not the extreme bondage I was about to face.