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“I promise this won’t hurt at all.” He sounded like he was lying through his teeth, and I laughed nervously saying “of course not.” He continued, “This is how I want it to go, you’re a stupid slut walking alone at night, clueless to the fact that you’re being followed. You’re dressed like a fucking whore and I come up behind you so quickly, dragging you into the dark.” His breath was getting quicker as he went on with his deepest and darkest desires. “I just need a dumb whore like you for some Submissive sex.” He slammed my face into the concrete, kicking me over and over. He drags me over to the toilet and shoved my head under, making me drown before pulling me up at the last minute. I am crying as he shoves his cock into my ass, then he pushes my head back under the water. I pass out this time and when I wake up he’s got me in the bedroom a gag in my mouth, and my hands bound. He’s got himself mounted on me, fucking me hard as he can. He’s degrading me, as he pulls out a short rope and wrapped it around my neck. I start to choke, I am screaming through my gag and he’s telling me that it’s time to die, bitch, telling me to shut the fuck up. That’s the last thing I remember.
Tied Up and Used
He told me to meet him in room 409 at the Marriott while I was there in Vegas a few weeks back. He’s somebody I’d seen on a number of occasions before and we had established a pretty trusting S&M sexual relationship.
When I walked into the room, there he stood with two fellow colleagues of his. Lying there on the bed was quite a bit of rope and he’d said, ‘This is all you’ll be wearing for me, tonight.’
I eagerly undressed because as you very well know by now, I am the ultimate rope bunny.
He began to tie me up as he said ‘Tonight we’ll be feeding you loads of cum because you’ve been such a good slut and you’ve finally earned this reward.
He also said that he had another surprise for me, which he later revealed after I was completely bound and tied as I laid there at his mercy.
He said that his two colleagues weren’t the only ones who would be using me up that night, but that he was expecting 15 more men to show up.
Hot Day at the Beach
The day I met Jack, I was sunning myself at an isolated beach. I was completely naked, as I had never seen anyone else venture to visit my lovely secret location. I was on my back and suddenly, a shadow was cooling my skin. Opening my eyes to see if it had become cloudy, I saw him.
I could not see his face. But, I could see that he was also naked. He said, “Hey. What are you doing on my beach?” I said, “Hey. I think it’s my beach.”
He stood above me, moving his legs to either side of me. He went down on his knees, and I felt his clearly hardening cock brush along my stomach. His movements were so fluid, they seemed almost dreamy and, for some reason, I was not alarmed.
He told me not to move. I obeyed.
He told me not to speak. I obeyed.
He ran his fingers all around my breasts, and then pinched my tingling, rock hard nipples. A moan escaped my mouth and he said, “Hush.”
He slid his body back, guiding his lovely cock into my already wet pussy.
He slammed it in deep and I had to bite my lip to keep from crying out in ecstasy. It only took a few slams before I felt his hot come begin to flow. He pulled his dick out and climbed up to my shoulders, saying, “Lick me clean.” I obeyed.
Then he stood up and walked away without a word.
He wore a large tattoo on his shoulders that said,
“Captain Jack.”
I don’t know if that’s his name but that’s what I’m calling him.
I sure hope I see him again.
Submissive Whore
I was walking to my car it was pretty late at night and I had been drinking. I was all dolled up in a mini dress and heels. I looked sexy and fuckable. I guess I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings because as soon as I unlocked my car and opened the door there was a man right there in my face with a shiny black gun. I gasped and he told me “Do as your told or I’ll kill you, get in the car you fucking whore.” I did as I was told and he rode passenger while I drove. He was silent the whole time. Only to tell me where to turn. I didn’t know where we were at all. I was terrified and knew he was probably going to kill me. He stopped us in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing around. No lights just trees and fields and I knew this was it. He forced me out of the car. I started begging him at this point but he slams the butt of his gun into my face. Shutting me up and knocking me out. I wake up naked in the field blood on my face and feel it bruising and swollen. He must have drug me out here after he knocked me out. Before I can form another thought he’s there. Forcing the gun all the way into my mouth. He tells me he had been watching me all night and knew I was a Submissive Whore. He told me he knew he could have me. Force me. take me and do whatever he wanted with me. He told me all of this while he brutally fucked me. He kept his gun in my mouth till he finished, or so I thought. He flipped me over and I tried to crawl away. Crying and screaming but he dragged me back towards him. He forces his cock into my tight asshole. Slamming it in harder and deeper as I scream in agony. He’s degrading me and hurting me as much as he can physically as I am trying to getaway. That was a big mistake! I get another blow to the head knocking me out as he fucks my tight ass.
Bondage Whore on Tinder
Bondage whore Bernice is my latest Tinder handle. I was looking for someone who enjoys bondage like me. I thought it might help me stand out among all the generic subby whores who want a 50 Shades of Gray experience. That is too tame for me. I am an old-school BDSM whore. I like a man who will tie me up and either leave me or abuse me. I want to be tied up like a side of beef. I like being vulnerable. It is the not knowing what you will do to me that makes my cunt wet. Ollie tied me up and left me. He said he was going to his car to get some condoms. He said he wasn’t fucking a dirty old whore like me without protection. I thought he would come back, but he never did. I was left alone on my floor tied so securely that I have rope burns today. I would still be tied up if my daughter had not come home early this morning from a sleepover. She took some pictures and uploaded them to her Snap Chat before untying me. She laughed about her submissive whore mom. She even joked that she was too good to be a subby bitch like me. I need a man or ten to show that little cunt she is not too good to be used like a whore either.

















