I just love being a Submissive slut for my new master. Since my son doesn’t use me like he used to I went and found a master who was fresh out of college to give me what I missed. Every day I wait for him at the door on my knees like a good submissive slut. The first thing he does is slap me with his cock right when he walks in. I love when he puts me on my leash and walks me around the house. Tying me to different pieces of furniture, fucking me, and leaving me there tied up. My favorite is when he gags my mouth, ties me bent over the card table in the living room and blindfolds me. He then invites his friends over, I don’t know how many exactly because there are so many voices, and they take turns making me their cum bucket. They often stick random objects in my ass just to see how far they can stretch it, the pain is so sensational that I squirt all over myself every time. I just loved being used by my new master.
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Submissive slut
Submissive Whore Gene Runs in the Family
As a submissive whore, I got curious about why I am the way I am. For as long as I can remember , I have been a beta. Never have wanted to be dominant. Never tried to fight a man with a strong will or a strong hand. I’ve never even been a filly that needed broken. I just always assumed I was born submissive, just like some folks are born gay. Recently, I discovered a big steamer trunk hidden in the attic that belonged to my mother. I had to break the lock to get it open, but what I found answered a bunch of questions. It appears that perhaps I inherited a submissive gene. That trunk was filled with BDSM equipment. Vintage restraints, nipple clamps, paddles and bondage gear. The best part discovery was a box of photos. Old black and whites of my mom. There were 100s of photos of her in various restraints and bondage positions. My favorite set was of her tied to a chair with mousetraps on her nipples.
I suspect my father was her master. He was my first master. Was it possible he owned us both and never let on to the other? Or had I replaced mommy as his subby bitch? Because I never had a clue my mommy was submissive. But, I was so turned on knowing that my submissive nature was inherited not learned. For me it is a mix of nature and nurture. I am sure I learned some submissive behavior from watching her with my daddy, even if unconsciously. I cleaned up my mom’s old equipment and called my son over. He likely inherited his dominant nature from my daddy, and my boss, who is his biological father. He just doesn’t know that. My son was more than happy to tie mommy to a chair, affix mousetraps to my nipples and whip me for hours. I got so wet imagining my gingered mommy getting treated like a fuck pig that I came in my panties. My son got so turned on knowing grandma was a pain slut too he fucked my ass while wrapping a pair of her pantyhose around my neck. If my mommy can see me from wherever she is, I hope she proud of her little whore.
Bondage whore
I am such a Bondage whore. I woke up still tied and bound. I could feel the spreader bar forcing my legs open. The dried cum covering my clit all the way to my asshole. I am pulsating all over. My nipples are tender and bruised from the pinching. My pussy is throbbing from the pounding. I can barely move. That is when I hear a strange voice from the other room. He is laughing and talking about me. I can hear him say its time for me to wake up. And then a bunch of guys start laughing. I know what is about to happen. They are about to use me. Gang bang me and treat me like the whore I am. And my pussy is already creaming just waiting for them to cum get me! I love being a cum whore!
Submissive Phone Sex with Rubber and Bondage
I love being a good little submissive phone sex servant to my Dominate. To be able to fully submit to him it is more than him being able to control me. It is about us having a connection, me submitting total trust that he will know and respect my limits. It takes time to get to that point with someone. Sir Brando loves and I have been together for a while. He loves my total submission to him and decided it was time for some rubber body bag play. This can be very dangerous and extremely erotic. The way the rubber feel against the skin, and the way the bag hold and squeezes every section of my body tight, the restrains makes me so aroused.
He sucks the bag around me. Sometimes I get a mouth hole, which he plugs with his cock. Sometime he leaves me a straw to breathe through. I have to concentrate in order to control my breath through the narrow passage. He likes to make it hard to. He will take his vibrating want and place it on my clit. It feels good as he gives me intense amount of pleasure. He likes to be in control, waiting for me to beg him for permission to cum. Sometimes I pass out from the lack of oxygen to my brain as I orgasm. Luckily like my knight in shining armor he is there to save me with his oxygen tank.
Tie Up this Submissive Whore
I woke up. I couldn’t move. I was bound, head to foot, my mouth filled with something, muffling my attempts to cry out. My eyes were bound, and I couldn’t see anything. And then he was there, moving behind me. I heard a “slap, slap, slap” sound, seeming to be a paddle against the side of a leg, and the noise began moving in a circle around from behind me, to my left, to my front. Then, with no warning but a soft hush of air, I felt a sharp CRACK of a paddle smack against the side of my right tit! I jumped and tried to squeal, but all I could make was a *mmphf* sound through the collection of stuff covering my mouth.
I tried to shift in my bonds. I couldn’t, I was bound up so tight. But as I wriggled a bit, I found I was uncomfortable. The more I wriggled, the worse it got, and I kept wriggling to find a less painful position. As I shifted, I heard the familiar sound of a man jerking off. “That’s right, you just try to get out of those bonds, you submissive whore,” he said breathily as he stroked himself. I started writhing and fighting at my bonds, and I started crying behind my blindfold. My audible cries of discomfort and pain went basically unheard in my gag, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because soon I felt the hot stream of cum coat the blindfold and drip over my nose, clogging my holes and making it difficult to breathe.
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