I’m called some pretty nasty and cruel things, but I like them. I like being compared to shit and garbage, my body used in ways I never imagined. Often times I’m told to explain it, sometimes my masters just want to know why I like it. It’s always the truth when I say I don’t know. If I could guess serving gives me a purpose when I feel like I don’t have one. As for my love of pain, I like to feel the sharp intensity like a sharp sting of a strong hand, the powerful blow of a whip against my smooth skin. The stinging sensation of welts as they begin to heal, the pain that lingers for the rest of the day into the coming days. Compliments occasionally make my skin crawl as most of the time they aren’t real, but insults come from a place of desire. You see the feelings of desire and cruelty feel very similar when you think about it. So insults are more arousing to me then when you tell me I’m pretty. I hope this helps you understand me, masters.
Category: Sexy bondage
Blindfold Gangbang fun
There I was once again masters good girl. Master had fancied a good gangbang phone sex fantasy, but tonight was the night he was going to fulfill his deep desire to see my cunt take as many cocks as he would feed it. I had my arm’s tied above my head, a spreader bar between my legs, gag ball in my whore mouth and a blindfold on. I was completely naked and alone the hum of the AC unit and my thoughts are all that kept me company. Then, at last, the door opened and I heard footsteps, multiple ones. I felt big hands touching me all over my naked body. Three pairs of hands gripped and caressed my cool flesh leaving heat marks. I felt a hand wrap around my throat and gently squeeze as a finger was rubbing and toying with my exposed cunt. It wasn’t long until my body sub came to my first orgasm. then I felt the cool drip of lube down my ass and it worked it into my tight hole. The spreader bar unlocked and my legs were free. The two men that were playing with me lifted my legs and pushed their cocks into my cunt hole and my asshole at the same time causing me to cry out in pain and pleasure. I felt that third hand on my shoulder and heard my master whisper what a good whore I was as his friends blew their loads in me and let it drip out. Finally, the rope was cut free and I sat on the ground feeling like a well-used fuck toy I was. This was my place to please him, for I am his toy to use and to share with whomever he chooses to.
Oh, What Would You Do?
I’m a curious submissive whore, and right now I am curious about Masters intentions. I sit here awaiting my Master with the cuffs and ball gag he has gifted me. I’m super curious what kind of kinky game my Master has for me. Since I am stuck alone and will be subjected to his orders via the phone it’s always intriguing what my Masters bring my way. I was emailed a giftcard and instructions on what to order, and as I always do I followed Masters orders to the tee. So now I shall see Today just what is in store for me. I have the bowl of ice cubes in the freezer as well. The most intriguing part is not knowing how this will play out if I am wearing a ball gag. But I always do what Master Jay wants me to do. I also have the leather paddle, nipple clamps and bengay.
I Secretly Enjoy My Punishments
I knew I was in trouble. He had caught me playing with my pussy. My pussy belongs to him and I am to ask permission to touch it. I had snuck and watched porn on my phone, and I was so horny that my hands crept down my panties and rubbed my wet bald clit to climax. I apologized to him and told him it would never happen again but that wasn’t good enough he said. He told me not to plan anything this weekend because I would be busy making amends for my wrong. I never tell him, but I secretly enjoy his punishments. Just thinking about the dirty naughty things, he is going to do to me makes my pussy so wet. When I got home Friday there was a note on the bed telling me to strip down and lay on my stomach. I did as I was told and waited. I heard him walk down the hall and then felt a hard smack on my ass from the straps. He then bound my arms and legs together and left me. I was starting to get cramps from the position, but I would not complain. I had touched his pussy and now I must be punished. Soon the bedroom door opened and as I looked back a long line had formed. He told me I must take each dick wherever they wanted to put it and never complain or cry in pain. My pussy was soaking wet and I was so horny that I climaxed as the first of many dicks was rammed in my pussy. I took them in my mouth, my ass and my pussy that night. Sometimes more than one hole at the same time. When they were done, I was filled with cum and some of it was mine. I never complained once, I enjoyed it.
Punishment for Playing with my Pussy
I was bad again. My Master had caught me playing with my pussy in the bathtub. I knew he had installed cameras throughout the house to watch me, but I didn’t know he had one in the shower. I had even closed the shower curtain to avoid any camera’s in the bathroom. So, when my phone dinged and a video of me pleasuring myself appeared on my phone with instructions to meet him at 7:00pm, I knew I was in trouble. I did as tell and showed up early, undressed, wearing only heels and a collar and knelt waiting for him to arrive. When he walked in the door, he said not a word to me, just grabbed me by the collar and drug me to the basement. He still didn’t speak to me as he sat me down on the fucking machine and strapped me in and handed me the wand. He even applied electric nodules to my pussy so that he could shock me whenever he wanted. He then positioned the fucking machine deep inside me. He put it on high and turned it on so that it was continually ramming my wet bald pussy. He turned the wand on high and positioned it on my clit, grasping my hands to hold it in place. He then stood back to watch me have forced orgasm after forced orgasm, knowing how painful they would become. As tears ran down my cheeks and my pussy hurt from the fucking machine and the electric shocks, my Master laughed. He made me continue for what seemed hours before he finally turned off the machines, lifted me up and bent me over ramming his dick deep inside my raw pussy, fucking me hard until he shot his warm load deep inside me. He them pushed me to my knees to clean his cock. He dressed and left without saying a word to me.
Rape Fantasies of A Bondage Whore
I’m just a little bondage whore that cannot help but have those naughty rape fantasies. Seriously, how could I be a humiliation slut that’s so into torture and Not have such torrid fantasies? I used to get forcefully fucked all the time living at home. My brothers always used me to be their pleasure doll, cum dump and urinal. Hell I had my big brother laughing as he sat on my face teabagging his balls in my mouth as his best friend took my teen pussy like he owned me. I swear I’ve been through it all. But i had the dirtiest dream last night that I was walking home from a night shift at a Perkins and three guys surrounded me. I smelled like fucking grease and pancakes. This made them more excited. They ripped my polyester blouse open and grabbed and bit at my tiny tits. One guy forced himself on me and tore my nude pantyhose with his switchblade so he could access my cunt. They fucked me, slapped me around and used me like a fucking corpse would be used for necro sex. These rape phone sex fantasies really heat me up, and it’s fucking cold right now. I was left battered covered in fluids and torn up clothes on the grass behind the bushes. I laid there after they left and just frigged the fuck out of my pussy as I started to cum and cry at the same time.