I know the Extreme bondage debauchery that awaits. The coarse fabric scrapes against my sensitive skin, igniting a fire within me that only subsides when Daddy has tightened every knot to perfection. My back arches as I’m bent over a towering pile of hay, my ankles and wrists bound in an intricate web of restraint. When the realization hits that I am totally helpless, I can’t help but squirt a little. The stench of excrement is all around me and a reminder of what I am. I am grateful for the punishment that’s coming.
Daddy’s cock, thick and eager, forces its way past my lips. The saltiness of his precum coats my tongue as I submit to his dominance, my throat constricting around his girth. With each thrust, I’m reminded of my place – a receptacle for him to dump his load into. The deeper he goes, the more my throat constricts. I don’t hold back my gag and cover him in my puke.
But Daddy’s not the only one who’ll claim me today. Bandit, his eager barn buddy, got his red rocket deep inside of my ass. He is a very good boy because he doesn’t take it easy on me. He has sharp paws that scratch into my skin deeply. Daddy’s dick pulses in my mouth, and I suck harder, milking him for every drop. Bandit whimpers behind me, shooting nut after nut in my filthy ass. Daddy drowned my throat, and Bandit wasn’t done with me yet. Daddy guides his lipstick into my pussy. Daddy loves to stroke his cock and watch Bandit give me a drain inside of me. Daddy said I was such a good Submissive slut, I might have a litter!
Category: Slave training
Extreme bondage can’t say no in Daddy’s barn
Submissive Little Whore
Listen here, I want to be your naughty whore and you to make your breeding whore. I love to be punished and there’s no limits to what I’ll do to please you during a lesson. I won’t hesitate to let you put me in my place and let me know who’s the boss. You run me and I don’t do anything without your permission. If you find out I was being a bad girl, you will punish me by letting your friends release their hot cum in me until I pass out and need my stomach pumped out. Don’t let me think I can get away with anything. Show me how I’m nothing but a dirty little whore and how you can penetrate my tight little holes whenever you please. Make me worship the ground you walk on and only yours. I don’t speak until I’ve been spoken to and told to speak. That’s the biggest mistake I can make. Cause you will shove something so far up my ass I’m going to be begging for mercy.
Slave training makes me endure Daddy’s punishment
Slave training, bound and gagged, I’m so lucky to be on a path to becoming Daddy’s perfect whore. It’s a challenge I never regretted taking on, no matter how rough he is on me.
Hours spent bound and gagged, my body stretched and contorted in ways I never thought possible. Each session left me aching and sore, but also craving more. Pain makes me cum, and I am totally addicted to the feeling of being used and controlled.
Endless hours of being tied up were the only way I would truly embrace my role as Daddy’s submissive Bondage whore. I learned to worship his cock with every ounce of my being, eagerly swallowing his load and begging for more. I found myself craving the feeling of his hands on my body, his voice in my ear, his dominance over me.
I close my eyes and unhinge my jaw for his punishment. Wider I open up, suffocating on his big, hard king cock. I drool so much, I erupt, coating his shaft in vomit. I knew my punishment would hurt more after that. Master’s cock gave my asshole the proper beating of a lifetime!
Submissive slut needs to suffer before she can cum
Being a Submissive slut gives me more satisfaction than anything else. I think I craved degradation at a young age. Daddy knew I needed to suffer to be a good girl. And if I followed his orders, I was always rewarded. I am allowed to have as many dominant men to claim me as possible. The office bitch is just a front. The only reason I got into that kind of work was that I knew I would find plenty of Masters to use me.
I get a lot of one-on-one dates, but when there is group action, I really get a brutal beating. My nipples stiffen at the thought of being displayed, groping hands roughly pawing over my body. The smirks of the men who are going to give me a beating can make me cum if I am not careful.
After all the Slave training from Daddy, I know better than to cum without permission. Being a human footstool means I get to endure endless degradation. My cunt weeps at the moment I get permission to squirt. All that suffering gives me the power to cum buckets. I think a bitch’s place is to serve. I know it’s my calling.















