I volunteered for a haunted house this year. My role was the bound woman who was being slaughtered. What I didn’t expect, however, was the amount of torture they would actually subject me to in the name of their production. Once they had me bound to the big X, they put nipple clamps on me. What I didn’t see was the battery that they had attached to it. They flicked that on the first time, and I about came unglued. My screams were so real, it had the people passing through gasping, covering their mouths, and scurrying to escape. Then, the coupe de grace, another was clipped to my clit, and I am sure the people in the next county heard my screams. My body writhed and worked against the bonds holding me there. They tortured me anew for every set of people who walked through, and I was certain my body would never see pleasure again by the time the night ended.
Category: Sexy bondage
Submissive Phone Sex with Mommy
Do you like submissive phone sex? That is all I do. My life is 24/7 submissive. I have not been expose to much extreme BDSM, humiliation or torture. Why? Because I am older and have been with an old school master for decades. Think Madmen. Think 50 Shades of Gray. I am the kind of woman who knows her place. I bring you your coffee, your slippers, your drink… I do all your cooking and cleaning. You get to fuck me when you want and how you want. In my generation, women were subservient to men and their elders. It is so foreign to me that younger men want to dominate me. And dominate me in extreme ways. Same with guys of all ages on the phone. I see a trend of extreme pain and degradation being inflicted on women. I don’t know if it is misogyny, revenge, anger or a little of all three. It scares me as I search for a new master. I have had guys on the phone ask why be a submissive whore if I don’t like the way the modern dominant man treats his submissive pet? Because I don’t know how to survive in this word without a man to take care of me. I went from daddy to my husband to my boss/master. All three men owned me. All three men provided for me financially. I don’t go from dominant relationship to the next. I have had a series of 3 long term master servant relationships so it is all I know. I think I have decided my son needs to be my new master. Sure he is young, and quite capricious, but I think it is hot to be owned by a member of your own family. Think about it. Wouldn’t you have loved to force fuck your mother whenever you wanted? Share her with your friends? Pimp her out for money? And humiliate and degrade her? Maybe you can help prepare me for a world of being my son’s submissive milf phone sex slut?
Submissive Phone Sex with Dorthy
I love it when my Masters call me and tell me all about what they want to do to me, making me call them Daddy and beg for their cum. Playing out a fantasy is fun, I really am a submissive whore and like pleasing my men. I am a little cum dumpster for you and will do anything, anything, to get you off. I get so hot doing it too, even talking about it. With your permission I will play with my pussy as we tell each other stories. We will cum together, though I know you will leave me wanting more. I always do. This whore can never get enough of her Master’s cock or cum, and I’ll beg you to give it to me. Won’t you call me now, Daddy? Please?! I need your cum and I’m waiting to get off with you. Help me to get off and I’ll make sure to drain your balls like a good little whore for you.
Sexy Bondage Gift for Boss’s Day
Well, a few of my guy friends work for the same company, and they know how involved I’m becoming in the BDSM community and lifestyle. So, they came over today, caught me by surprise when they burst past me into my home, and bound me before I could figure out that I should protest. They tied my arms and legs so that I couldn’t really move them, then informed me that I was getting a present by being someone else’s gift: their boss’s.
They picked me up and carried me out the back door to their waiting SUV, then drove me to what I assume was the company office. They carried me in the back door there, too. Given that these guys are construction workers, I was an easy burden for them, and they made sure I knew it. The building had 3 floors, and they took me to the 3rd floor. It was an open area, all one giant office with a standard drafting table on one side, a seating area and bar on the other, and the big desk and chair in the middle. The men delivered me onto the clean-topped desk just as a door near the sitting area opened.
As soon as the boss saw me, his eyes went wide as he sought answers from each of the men standing there, smirking at him. His cock formed a quick tent, amusing the fellas to even wider grins. They thanked him for the privilege of working for such a good man who made sure they were taken care of, and said that I was the gift that would show him how much they appreciated him. After that lovely speech, they disappeared back into the elevator, leaving me bound, gagged, and lying prone on this man’s desk.
He came over to me, asking if I had agreed to this, and knowing the fellas who had brought me as I did, I knew I was in safe hands. I nodded as best I could around the bondage, hoping my eyes were showing enough pleading to convince him that I was his toy for the evening.
He finally seemed to understand, and he began to have his way with me. He was terse and rough, in all the right ways. He sent me home red and welted and very well-loved.
To Catch a Thief
A dark shadow slipped in through the door, closing it behind them with the barest whisper of sound. You aren’t sure what woke you because the door didn’t make enough noise to wake even the little yappy dog in your wife’s room down the hall. The light of the moon passing briefly out from under cloud cover throws the shape of the intruder against the wall in a stark silhouette. You notice the distinctly female shape before the shadows return. The faint snick of the jewelry box lid signals the loss of your favorite watch and wedding ring to the thief. Suddenly you’re no longer surprised, you’re pissed. You loved that watch. Springing up abruptly from the bed, you tackle the black clad figure as she is rifling through your nightstand. There is a muffled feminine shriek, quickly stifled and you find your hands full of frantically struggling woman. You quickly overpower her and pin her to the floor. You’re both breathing hard and somehow the combination of adrenaline and wriggling female trapped beneath your hips has given you a fiercely raging erection. As you cover her mouth with your hand, you try to decide whether to call the cops or make her pay some other more satisfying way. Who knew this sexy little thing could take so much from you.
Restrain Me
My master had some really sexy bondage in store for me today. He bought these new bed restraints that are shaped like an “x” and you place it underneath the mattress to come out at each bed post. I was so excited when he got home that I was already naked and horny as hell as his welcome home gift. Master quickly set up the restraints and instructed me to lay down and spread out my limbs like a sinister little snow angel. Before I knew it my ankles and wrists were bound and pulled taut as a wire to keep me from making the slightest bit of movement against him. Then he pulled out a flog and started spanking my silky pussy lips with it! First I winced but then I was oozing precum all down my ass cheeks. He smiled as he noticed my little hips pushing forward, begging for more hits and tsked his tongue. “Now Caitlin, did you actually think I’d let you enjoy this?” He said wickedly. Suddenly his flog was whacking at my exposed nipples leaving reddened welts that made me scream and cry for a cease of his punishment! But he wouldn’t stop… he did so much more to me than that when I was completely helpless and at his mercy. I suppose he had a bad day at work today, and I deserved every bit of what master gave to me.