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The Pain Makes Me Wet

Submissive Whore

You walk into the room and examine my naked body. I am on all fours, just how You instructed me, blindfold securely covering my eyes. My hair is pulled into a ponytail, as specified. “Good girl,” You say, grazing the crop along my back and over the lips of my anxiously awaiting slit. Then You stop once You notice my collar missing.
“Oops” I tease, demurely. The crop whistles through the air, making my jaw clench and toes curl. The stinging on my round ass makes my pussy start to drip. “I’m sorry, Sir.” The cracking of the crop against my skin creates a red hot welt. I feel a firm grasp at the base of my pony tail. You pull me over Your lap so my ass is readily accessible. From The Box, You pull out a studded paddle. The pain of the wood and metal makes me whimper. You paddle me until my ass cheeks are so raw and sore, it feels like it’s on fire! I hear You rummage through The Box again. A searing pain tears through my ass hole and I know this must be the big purple dildo I have seen in there before. Nothing that big had ever entered my tight, rose bud before so I screamed in pain. After the punishment was over, You tug my head back by my hair and ask, “Are you ready to be a good girl? Or should I keep going.” I giggle because I know I’m ready for more.

Jessica loves being a Submissive whore ornament!

Submissive Whore JessicaI fucking love being a submissive whore ornament! Whenever Master holds one of his biggest parties, I am the centerpiece! This time I was especially honored! He had a beautiful birdcage made for me!

He placed me in the middle of the room in it, gagged, with my wrists and ankles bound tightly to the sides, leaving my holes wide open for whomever wanted to fuck me, suck me, or see what they can make fit!

I felt so sexy as his guests arrived. Each at one time or another came by to inspect my Master’s pet, touching my breasts, sticking fingers in my vagina, or a toy in my little ass. I even was rewarded by receiving cum in my sloppy wet fuck holes, and all over my pretty little face!

I was so proud that I was able to take so many fun things Master’s guests shoved in me, toys, tools, and even their fists! Master looked so happy when he saw me taking a fist in my cunt, and in my asshole, at the same time!

But none of them was as big an honor as my Master, who was so kind as to fuck my cum filled cunt, remove my gag, and allow me to lick and suck his dick nice and clean!

Bondage Whore Bernie

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernie is my name on the circuit. I go into any BDSM club in my state and that is how I am addressed. I have quite the reputation for BDSM games. I hate that these Fifty Shades of Grey movies trivialize the lifestyle. BDSM is not a fad for me. It is my way of life. When my Master was younger, he really enjoyed tying me up. We used everything from heavy duty climbing rope to his silk ties. Sometimes we even used my pantyhose. It just depended on if he wanted to leave a mark or not. Once I was tied up a slew of sensual games ensued. Sometimes we played with hot candle wax. Sometimes ice cubes. Sometimes bare bottom spankings. Other times more hardcore like a belt strap or a Cat o Nine tails. Master was not into disfiguring me. He was not into leaving marks that lingered for days. It was about trust. It was about submission. No one believes in that kind of old school S&M relationship anymore. It’s a new  world for a subby whore like me. Trying to find a master like the one I have is like looking for a needle in a haystack. I have been testing the waters for new Masters, using phone sex as a way to see what the modern dominant man is like. I’ve  discovered that my Master is from a bygone world that likely doesn’t exist anymore. I’m trying to prepare myself for what is coming. In my quest for a suitable replacement I have been tied up and left for days with no food or water sitting in my own waste. I have had my tits punched so hard a saline bag ruptured. I have had my face shoved in a toilet filled with shit and piss. I have been forced to eat puke. I have been ordered to service men with 4 legs. I have been gangbanged by men  half my age. I’m dreading the day my Master surrenders me because I cannot live in a world where I am not owned, but the men of this new age terrify me.

Submissive Slut – Valentine’s Surprise

Submissive slutI went to a Valentine’s Day bash at a friend’s house. I have loved these parties ever since I attended my first one, and I couldn’t wait to subject myself to all the forms of torture and pleasure that awaited me. What I didn’t expect was that there would be a “greeting area” set up outside of the room where the party would be. They stopped me, made me strip right there, then bound my hands, blindfolded me, and put a rag-gag in my mouth. At least they were kind enough to put some kind of strawberry flavored oil on it. I was led into a room by at least one dom, and laid out stomach-down on a leather, padded bed or table; my nipples got hard with the first contact with that cold material. I knew my cunt was dripping, but I didn’t care. The sounds of others breathing were all around me. I could hear a couple of voices across the room, but there was no way to hear what they were saying. When things finally got started, I could hear movements, and then shrill cries from other girls. It made me anxious, but the anticipation also made my cunt start pulsating with lust. Finally, I could feel someone next to my own table. I expected pinching, electric wand, clamps, something that didn’t make much noise, but produced a good bit of pain. I did NOT expect someone to start carving skin off my ass. It hurt, at first, but the pain became unbearable after a bit, and I couldn’t help the moans and cries that started to come from me. I could hear other girls around me being fucked, but I was in torment. When they finally stopped carving into me, someone leaned down and kissed the tortured area before fingers entered my cunt. They drove me to orgasm so many times last night, AND I love the heart they gave me on my ass!!Hardcore bondage

Candle Wax and Sexy phone sex with Caitlin

I could hear my master jacking off to porn in a room away so when I walked in on him, he wasn’t too happy. I could vividly see in the porn on the tv screen a man pouring hot wax on a very beautiful woman. I wouldn’t mind my master pouring hot wax all over my beautiful tits, I know it would please him and pleasing him pleases me. Making my master happy makes my pussy so wet. He grabs the candle next to him and begins pouring the hot wax all over my tits, I can see his cock getting larger and that’s what gets me. I love knowing I can do that to a man. I then get down on my knees and suck my masters large cock. Deepthroating it and gagging every time I go all the way down. I feel my master getting closer and he lets his huge load off in my mouth and I swallow his delicious come.

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Submissive Phone Sex on the Subway

submissive phone sexSubmissive phone sex is the only kind I am allowed to have per my Master. When I told him I needed some extra money and suggested phone sex as a way to supplement his stipend, he said only if I was being a phone submissive. Of course that is what I would be. I don’t think I know how to be dominant. I only know to do what I am told. The world of the phone sex submissive, however, is not as dark as the real world. My car is in the shop getting repaired, so I had to take the subway to and from work this week. On Wednesday, I encountered some young thugs who knew I was a worthless piece of trash. In front of my entire cab car, they ripped my clothes off and force fucked me. They laughed and ridiculed the fat old whore as they thrust their cocks in and out of my worthless holes. The encouraged the other males on the subway to fuck me too. “She’s just a submissive whore, don’t feel sorry for her,” they joked. Random strangers violated my ass and pussy. Some spit on me; others pissed on me. Still others just jacked off on me like I was some bukkake whore. I would have screamed for help, but I know I am worthless piece of shit who didn’t deserve rescuing. I let men violate me for over an hour. New guys would get on the subway and join the fun. Even when the original attackers reached their stop, other guys took their place as the ring leaders. All the women on the train in full few of my public humiliation, enjoyed watching me get violated. One woman even fisted my whore cunt as she called me names. When I arrived to work my clothes were dirty, torn and smelling of piss. I was covered in cum and walking funny. My master greeted me with, “I see someone primed you for me today whore.”

Scat phone sex Becoming a Dirty Whore

Scat phone sexIt was time for yearly review and in not sure what I did to displease Master but from what I’ve heard in the works and the giggles as I pass by my comrades has me worried.  I was a big girl though and loved being Master’s property. So I knew I could do whatever he had planned for me! It didn’t make me any less nervous though when I met Master and found the other Masters in our community and their slaves all together in our shower room. Incense burning in every corner and the room lit by candles giving it an oddly supernatural quality as my lungs filled with the smell of sandalwood and jasmine. I went to kneel before my Master. Presenting myself with palms up and knees parted so he could inspect me. “Go slave, kneel in the middle of the room over the drain and present.” I moved into the position as told and Master and two others came to me with unprocessed jute rope. The fibers were rough and itchy as they tied my arms to my chest, wrist to my thighs, and thighs to my calves. Forcing me to stay in position 1 without hurting myself and then tied my hair to my ankles making my back arch and forcing me to look up rather than the traditional down. I still wasn’t sure what my task was, but based on the sadistic grins and sympathetic glances from the other submissives I was sure it would not be good. I became excited when I heard the sound of belts and flies being undone. Looking over to see what I was assuming would be hard cocks but realized in a few seconds, as they all squatted on the tiled floor and started to grunt I was not going to get fucked anytime soon. As they all unloaded their bowels onto the tiled floor. Their slaves coming over and scooping up the shit, mouthing their apologies as they started to smear me with shit. My Master laughed at my disgusted face and grinned down at me. “I thought I’d make you into the dirty whore I know you are. Aren’t you going to say thank you?” I felt my stomach roil, the smell, the feeling, it was just making me sick but I was a good slave. So well trained I would do anything and everything to make my Master happy. Even if it was to say “Thank you Master for making me a dirty whore”

Watch the Attitude

Bare bottom spankingsSo, I did a stupid thing. I talked back to my Master with a cock and sarcastic tone. So, as I got hog tied with my bright blue Christmas present and my mouth held open with an O ring. All of this in front of our party guests. I could feel my cheeks flush brightly and couldn’t seem to meet the eyes of anyone around me as I was told to wiggle and squirm onto my knees, my weight rested against my chest. I gurgled and moaned, unable to hold the drool in around my mouth being forced open creating a pool of spit under my cheek. I was trying to figure out how to keep my face out of that wet puddle I felt the hard, sharp, and hot sting of a reed cane across my cold ass. I screamed and wiggled before feeling another quick smack across the fleshy cheeks again. Another person coming and taking a fist full of my hair making me look up towards the stranger, unable to recognize them with the tears of pain in my eyes running down my cheek, ruining my makeup. A cock making its way between the O ring and running over my tongue as another hard whack against my ass as the cock begin to make its way in and out of my throat.

Spanking Phone Sex Mommy

spanking phone sexI’m a punishment whore. I love spanking phone sex and anything that brings some pain to my body. One of the great things about phone sex is that it allows you to explore your darker fetishes. I can go darker on the phone than I can in real life. Perhaps that doesn’t sound like a good submissive bitch, but I don’t want to die. Nor do I want any permanent damage. I am old school submissive. My master and I have been in a long term S and M relationship, but as he says, I have the power because we utilize safe words. I like being pushed beyond any safe zone, however.  My teen son dabbles in masochistic games so I have been hoping he will get more forceful with me over time. He overheard me doing a mommy rape fantasy call the other day and it turned him on. Turned him on so much, he took matters into his own hands. Yanked me out of bed from a dead sleep. Ripped my clothes off, threw me over his knee and started spanking my bare ass. I could feel his cock throbbing underneath me. He clearly got aroused  paddling his mommy’s bare bottom.

He was not the only one. My pussy was dripping wet. It was so wet, my son could feel my juices running down his leg. I told him to spank me harder. The harder he spanked, the wetter I became. The harder he got too. He got so hard, he could no longer take it. He tossed me on the bed ass up so he could pound my pussy. To some it may have been a force fuck, but I am a submissive whore. Men can always have their way with me, especially my son. Do you think about force fucking your mommy?

Sexy Bondage Gift for Boss’s Day

Sexy bondageWell, 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.