Category: Slave training

Erotic Bondage Stories Are A Crucial Part Of Slave Training

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“Kneel, slut. Now.”

 

The command hits me like a physical blow, and I drop instantly. My knees slam into the hardwood floor, my back straight, chest pushed out, and hands clasped firmly behind my ass. This is my default state. I don’t speak unless spoken to, and when I do, every sentence must start and end with the proper acknowledgment of my Master’s status.

 

“Yes, Master. I am ready for my instructions, Master,” I moan, keeping my eyes locked on his boots.

 

He reaches down, grabbing a handful of my hair and yanking my head back so I have to look up at him. “Remind me of the speech rules, Edith.”

 

“I am a mindless, fucking hole, Master. I only speak to praise you or beg for your cock, Master,” I gasp, my breath hitching.

 

He sneers, his thumb pressing hard into my cheek. “And your posture when you aren’t kneeling?”

 

“I must keep my legs parted and my back arched, Master. I am never to close my thighs or hide my pussy from your sight, Master.”

 

He lets go of my hair, letting my head snap forward. “Good. You’re starting to remember. Now, crawl over here and lick the dust off my shoes. Use your tongue, slut. I want to feel every wet swipe.”

 

I don’t hesitate. I drop my chest to the floor, crawling forward on all fours, my tits swinging. I press my face against the leather, my tongue darting out to lap at the soles of his boots. I can smell the street and the scent of his power, and it makes my pussy soak through my thin lace panties. I’m nothing but a tool for his pleasure, and the strictness of it makes me ache

Pissing Phone Sex is all fun and games until your face is glued to my cunt.

Pissing Phone Sex

Pissing Phone Sex is all fun and games until your face is glued to my cunt.

Using that big mouth of yours as my personal toilet. It’s one way to shut you up!

I pull my pants down and straddle your face.

You think it’s going to be some innocent pussy licking until I grab the front of your hair.

I pull your face deeper into me when you feel something warm.

Your mouth starts to fill up and overflow with my steaming hot piss.

Pissing Phone Sex

Drink it all, you little bitch, pulling your hair again.

The only thing you can breathe is me as I put my whole-body weight on your face.

Drink my piss then lick my pussy clean slate.

This is all your pathetic ass is worth, being my little shitter!

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A Submissive Whore responses well to brutal fucking

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore bitches don’t get respect, but we sure do get a lot of hardcore discipline. I don’t deserve a crumb of respect. Men know the moment I walk through the door, they could take me however they pleased – slap me, choke me, claim my mouth and pussy.

And spit in my stupid whore face!

I really got it bad this time. I thought I was dressed appropriately for my sister’s baby shower. Pencil skirt, white button-down shirt, simple and what I thought was conservative enough. I guess I was wrong because after we played a bunch of games, my sister’s husband pulled me upstairs and into the master bedroom.

“What the hell are you thinking, dressed like that at my baby shower?” I shrugged; I really was so caught off guard. He is usually really sweet to me, but this time he was super stern. I asked what made my outfit so bad, and that I could leave. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. I could feel it, hard and twitching.

He said my skirt looked painted on; it was so tight, and that my nipples were poking out of my blouse. Then he told me I looked like I was begging for it, and it pissed him off that I would tease him like that. I felt so bad. “I’m so sorry. I would never want to tease you. Please let me make it better.”

Yes, he is married to my sister, but he is still a man, a man with needs, and I was the one who did this to him. I need to make it better. I know my sister would understand; we’ve been groomed as submissive sluts since day one.

I unzipped my skirt and bent over the bed. I presented my pussy to him, and he took it. He was so rough with me. He pulled my hair and choked me out while he was slamming into me. I think I am the perfect one to take out all your frustrations on. He definitely did; that man let out all of his thanks to the Submissive sex I offered.

He didn’t just use my pussy, he fucked my ass too. I almost passed out when he stuck it in there. He made the anal fucking hurt as much as he could. He told me he wants to watch me struggle to walk around at the party.

Extreme Bondage Is Just Right For This Submissive Whore!

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Now, I am nothing more than a living, breathing fuckhole. I exist in a state of permanent heat, my holes perpetually open and waiting for the next intrusion. I spend my weekends at the club, stripped bare, my ass held wide open by a spreader bar for any man with a cock to use. I love the sight of the line forming, each man eager to take his turn ruining me.

 

One man slams into my pussy while another drives a thick cock deep into my throat, their rhythms clashing as I whimper in absolute ecstasy. I take them all, my walls gripping and squeezing, my body absorbing every inch of meat they offer. When they cum, they don’t pull out; they fill me to the brim, pumping hot, thick loads of cum deep into my womb and my rectum.

 

I lie there, shaking and drenched in seed, my eyes glazed over in a submissive haze. I don’t want a break; I want the next man. I arch my back, presenting my dripping, gaping holes to the room, a mindless slut who lives only to be filled. I am the perfect tool, a limitless void of pleasure, forever open and forever craving the next hard cock to stretch me wide.

A Slave is Full of Erotic Submissive Stories to Share

erotic submissive storiesI am full of erotic submissive stories. As a professional slave, I’ve entertained a variety of different men, including a dad, a husband, a master, and anyone else they saw fit along the way. As master ages, it’s become obvious he struggles with doing some of the things that we did 20 years ago.

Although modern medicine does help his arthritis and his dick issues, it’s not a miracle drug. My master turned 80 this year. So, as you can guess, he struggles with the energy to keep up with a slave, almost half his age.

In recent years, he discovered he likes to watch. He likes to watch me with the younger guys joined his BDSM club. Some of them remind him of himself at that age. And he wanted to create a safe space for men to explore the master life. This club serves not only as BDSM club, but an educational center to teach young boys about bondage and spanking and ownership of their own submissive whore.

The younger club members seem more like sons to master. Because of the affinity he has for these young men, he enjoys watching me with them. For the most part, he watches them tie me up, spank me and maybe flog me occasionally. But now master wants to see more.

So, I went to the club Saturday night knowing master would up the ante. I suppose it’s like calling for phone sex. You can only jack off to the same thing for so long before you want to go a bit more extreme. We get sensitized to the thing we do all the time and then we end up chasing another high. Master now wants to see his prized pony gang banged by his mentees.

The New Norm is That Master Likes to Watch Me Get Gang Banged

Most of those young men harbor violent rape phone sex fantasies for women like me. Women who reminded them of mommy who cock teased them as little boys. Some people say that if a man grows up and wants to own a bitch, it’s because his relationship with his mom seemed complicated. I don’t know what to think. Master doesn’t pay me to think. He pays me to be a good whore.

And that’s what I tried to be for those young guys. I guessed right. Master wanted to kick it up a notch and turn me into a gangbang phone sex slave. Master tied me to a sawhorse. With my legs spread, master instructed each of the 10 guys to fuck me. And he even said they could fuck my ass if they wanted. Well of course they wanted to fuck my ass. They brutalized me for over an hour. Master just sat there with his old dick in his hand, watching the entire time, pleased that I just took it like a good whore.

But it did feel like torture. And my body still feels so sore. I think my asshole even prolapsed a little because some of them just wanted to fuck my ass raw. The ass needs lubrication. My master loves to watch. Oh, joy for me. Those young men loved using me for my master’s pleasure. Unfortunately, I think this might be the new norm for this whore.

Submissive Whore Gets Slave Training In Extreme Bondage

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I knelt on the cold floor, a submissive whore, my wrists bound tight behind my back, shivering in anticipation. Master didn’t ask, he commanded. He gripped my hair, yanking my head back with a sharp tug that exposed my throat, and then he shoved two thick fingers deep into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering as he pushed past my tongue, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. He impaled me with a heavy silicone plug, jamming it into my tight pussy with one brutal, uncompromising thrust.

 

“Do you say no, Edith?” he growled, his palm cracking across my cheek.

 

“No, Master,” I whimpered, my hips instinctively bucking, trying to swallow the plug deeper. He flipped me over, spreading my cheeks wide, and drove a thick glass dildo into my tight ass. I screamed, my body shaking from the sudden stretch, but I pushed back against the intrusion, craving the feeling of being split open. He spent the hour rotating toys, swapping the glass for a vibrating plug and the silicone for a ribbed shaft, drilling me relentlessly. Every time I gasped for air, he shoved his cock into my mouth, pumping deep into my throat until I choked on his cock. I realized then that my only purpose was to be filled; my body was nothing more than a playground for his whims.

Slave training makes me hang from your wall for hours

Slave trainingMy extreme Slave training is every month. It’s kinda like reprogramming for broken cocksleeves like me. Before I even get to sample that thick, mean cock of my Master’s, I’ve already endured hours of agonizing suspension.

My skin’s on fire from the rough ropes, and my muscles are screaming for mercy, but of course, I get none of that. Not. A. Drop. No, sir. While I dangle there, like a marionette with snapped strings, He whips me into shape – literally.

They take turns flailing cruel lashes across my back and ass, forcing me to cry and beg for more. More pain, more abuse, more degradation. That’s what I need to be molded into the perfect, obedient slave.

He demands everything from me, and I give it to him.

Total, unadulterated submission. After the beating he makes me crawl, he makes me worship his dick with my mouth, and then he makes me cum on his powerful cock like the needy Bondage whore I am.

Submissive Sex Slave Training: Human Urinal Day

 

 

submissive sex The final lesson of the day. He stood over me while I lay on the bathroom floor, my jaw locked open, my head tilted back. I was no longer a woman; I was a piece of plumbing.

 

“Time to empty the tank, you disgusting sow,” he mocked.

 

I felt the first hot spray of urine hitting the back of my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, gagging as the salty, warm liquid filled my mouth. He didn’t stop, continuing to piss directly down my gullet, forcing me to swallow in rhythmic gulps just to keep from drowning.

 

“Drink it up,” he sneered, the sound of the stream splashing against my tongue. “This is all you deserve. You’re not a person, Edith. You’re a fucking urinal. A place for me to dump my waste.”

 

He finished with a few final drops, leaving me drenched and smelling of ammonia. As he zipped up, he kicked me lightly in the ribs.

 

“Clean the floor with your tongue, then get back in your kennel. I might decide to use you again tomorrow if you’re a good little toilet.”

 

I stayed there, tasting his piss, completely erased, existing only to serve his every whim.

My pussy is a Cock worshiping tool for Daddy

Cock worshipingCock worshiping whore’s ultimate purpose is to serve, to worship, and satisfy the God-like penis between your legs. You rule over me; I am your doormat you can step on and do what you please.

I want total subjugation of my pussy

Allow me to bow down and worship that towering, hard-as-steel cock until I’m nothing more than a broken, begging slut.

Each day, I eagerly await the command to present myself, wide open and dripping, ready for my master to use me as he sees fit.

Your size almost seems cruel to my tiny cunt. But I know my place and won’t try to stop you fitting it all the way in.

I get a strange euphoria when I am being a submissive slave. It’s like being remade from the inside out, my very being molded to worship the cock that now ruled over me.

I beg for the abuse, to surrender completely to your dominant will. How much pain do you want to inflict on your Bondage whore slave?

Take out all of your frustrations, I deserve every second of pain. When you have destroyed my cunt, go for my ass. Every hole is yours to defile.

Submissive Slut Training Continues With Cock Worshiping

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He sat back in his leather chair, legs spread wide. He didn’t say a word, just flicked his fingers, signaling me to crawl. I slid across the floor on my belly, my bruised ass stinging, until I reached his crotch.

 

“Open wide, bitch,” he commanded.

 

I looked up at his thick, pulsing cock, already leaking a bead of pre-cum. I wrapped my lips around the head, sucking greedily, trying to please him. He groaned, but then suddenly grabbed my hair, shoving his shaft deep into my throat.

 

I gagged, my eyes watering, but he didn’t let up. He used my mouth as a sheath, pumping his hips violently, slamming his cock against the back of my throat.

 

“Suck it, you fucking hole,” he growled, his voice thick with lust. “You were born to serve this cock. Your only purpose in life is to keep me hard and keep this dick clean.”

 

I focused on the taste of him, the salt and musk, swirling my tongue around the rim while he throttled my neck. He began to speed up, his breath hitching. With one final, brutal thrust that nearly choked me, he erupted. Hot, thick cum flooded my mouth, coating my tongue and throat.

 

“Swallow every drop, slut. Don’t waste a single bit of my seed.”

 

I swallowed hard, licking his cock clean until not a single smear remained.