Category: Soft bondage

Being admired as a Bondage Whore

Bondage whoreI’ve always believed my pussy was very pretty for a bondage whore, but having my lips held open by clamps and a flashlight aimed down between my nethers wasn’t something I’d expected. Not even when he started fucking me with the thick ass flashlight and taking relish in the surprised expressions I managed. “There’s a camera.” He explained, like that gave away the entire game and I just suddenly understood why there was a light beam in my cunt instead of his dick. That was until he flipped his phone for me and showed me what my insides look like when they’re being plundered rapidly. So pink and wet, so deep and gripping. “Beautiful.” He’d said, which was mood altering, since I was pretty sure I was here to be tortured, not be exposed to the pussy equivalent of cock worshiping. It suddenly clicked to me that this session was going to be an odd one, and that made me happy. Not because I dislike normal, painful, wondrous sessions that leave my mouth watering just to think about and get your dick hard just thinking about pulling it on me. I just, new is special to me, it gives me experience and holds a place in my heart. “Alright, you ready to get fucked, slut?” Or maybe it’d be pretty normal after his amazement died down, because his cock was huge and I was pretty sure he planned to punish me using it, and the pounding gave my body shivers just thinking about. “Just gonna take a few more pictures.” I thought the camera was taking video, and maybe it well was, but seeing it snap pictures that’d surely rest on his phone forever, being something he stroked to nightly and fantasized about long after I was gone, that made me cum. I gave him a show, let his camera get a sight of my depths at their best for the erotic submissive stories he’d surely tell.

Soft bondage gets me over the edge just like any hard dick

Soft bondageStrapped down with a brush slipping over my tits and teasing me until I’m a discomforted mess, I knew I couldn’t ask for anything different than soft bondage. I risk everything every day, and every dangerous moment or breath I give to someone else makes it all feel worth it. I take great bliss in the uncomfortable, in being teased and used. I feel amazing when I can barely breathe and my every nerve is singing at me. I need to be used and somehow this guy knew exactly what he had to do to get me down on the table with straps tied up all over me. My legs spread, my juices leaking onto the table with every tease, my naked body the showpiece for him and his friends. He’s got others staring at me, using me, appeasing their own whims while pushing me past boundaries I didn’t know I had. Too bad those boundaries will be gone by the time they’re done using their submissive whore, just a memory of a stuck-up girl I didn’t know I was. I’m always pushing further, growing more into myself and becoming kinkier. Every day is another step into a taboo-less valley of urges and desires met at every turn. I’m grateful for the experience, even if every touch and tease and abuse brings me just a little further from my husband. I used to be such a nice and cute girl, a wallflower without the slightest idea what this kind of world was like. Maybe that’s why I got addicted so fast, why my urges exploded and the next thing I knew my pussy was my main attraction and my pretty fast was no longer important. Fuck, I need this, I need to be treated like the whore I really am. It makes me feel so real and in the moment to be tortured, even if just a little. I can’t get anything like this with my normal husband, even if I wish he’d change his ways and realize what a submissive slut like me needs.

Dad Uses BDSM to Dominate Daughter

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I like hardcore fucking in soft, fluffy handcuffs. I don’t care what is done to me as long as I have those handcuffs on me. The first person who fucked me like this was my father. He was a kinky motherfucker who loved to make me his bitch. Since I was a teen, he got me hooked on BDSM and worshiping him as my Master. He fucked me into submission every night, putting me in these fluffy, pink handcuffs that he got from the sex store. He whipped me, choked me and even tried to waterboard me with his piss. It got to the point that he could control me at any time. I didn’t even try to tell my Mom about what we were doing (not that she would be able to believe her daughter could be such a nasty whore). When he wanted me, he could get me with the snap of his finger, putting me in those pink handcuffs that I always loved.

Cum slut phone sex whores lure you in to take advantage of them

Cum slutI knew he was there well before he even knew what he was doing. My allure drawing him into my room well into the night to take advantage of my cum slut phone sex body. I’d left my door slightly ajar, so that his big dick would draw him in like a sniffer might great food. I’d slept nude, my blanket slightly off of me so I showed off in just the right way. He’d started feeling my tits, really squeezing them in his palms and rolling them with his wrists. I had to hold back a giggle at knowing I’d had him in my trap. He was mine, always had been, and now I knew I’d get everything I wanted out of him. He’d climbed up onto the bed to straddle my soft waist before long. He couldn’t help himself much when he looked at my luscious body laid out for him like I was, ready to be abused to light bondage. He’d released himself and was rubbing his big cock against my hard nipples with relish, playing with them while trying to figure out exactly what cute move he’d do next with free reign and access to one of his favorite girls in the whole world. I was so vulnerable it made me a soaked mess aching for dick deep and ready to go off at a moment’s notice. I had to hold back from reaching up, grabbing his hair, and pulling him in for a kiss. I had to lay there and let him begin to fuck my massive tits instead, a dangerous game working itself out right on top of me. His every buck came with a groan, his balls slapping against my bouncing titties. I’d have his cum soon. I’d drag it from his youthful body and take it in until I was more than satisfied, my rape phone sex fantasies would get their fill.

I deserve Bare bottom spankings for being a internet slut

Bare bottom spankingsI dropped my jaw and Master blew his load into the back of my throat.. He fucked me nice and rough and then had me shine his dick of my ass juices while degrading me and reminding me of my status! A dirty Submissive slut is what he called me while using my pigtails as handlebars to rail his cock in and out of my Sloppy wet pussy. Mercilessly he fucked me as I clenched my finger nails into the hardwood floor..

I knew better than to ask him to be softer so I pleaded for him to go harder.. Gasping for air as his balls smashed up against my waxed pussy while deep in my shitter.. mm I love it when he fucks me rough.. I had a leash hanging from my neck that he yanked me by across the room.. Knees scuffing from the throw carpet! I was picked up by my pony’s and thrown onto the mattress. Master is into Female bondage, he bound my ankles to the bedpost and my arms to the headboard then mounted me face. He gave me an extreme throat fucking..

My eyes watered and saliva dripped down my chin as he thrusted in and out. I gagged and drooled all over his cock as I felt him penetrate my tonsils… when he was ready to blow he wanted me to surrender.. So he untied me and had me kneel to my Master and plead for a burst of flavor to be shot ito my mouth. Daddy likes when he makes me beg.. I rubbed on my tits and traced my upper lip with my tongue with a very seductive look in my eyes and watched as he stroked his cock above my face.. A thick creamy load splattered all over me! He then gave me Bare bottom spankings and told me I was a good girl! 

Submissive whore like me need to be played with

Submissive whoreToday I, a submissive whore, couldn’t recognize a cock that was already inside of me. Normally as I get used, even if it’s dark and I’m waking up to it by the feel, the size, the speed it’s moving. Not today though, today was a different new cock and I loved not knowing. I loved that someone just got tired of my short little skirt and decided to do something about it. I came so hard my entire body spasmed as I realized the monster inside of me was totally unrecognizable to my poor abused little pussy stretching around it. Maybe it was a habit but I found myself grabbing my ankles and staring at my thong that had been ripped off and thrown on the ground. A stranger was using me for their pleasure and all I could think was that I was grateful for the surprise, for the welcome waves of pleasure washing over me. All I wanted in that moment was to milk that fat cock dry, to be as pleasurable for him as I could be. To make him cum a half dozen times inside of me. I am a free-use whore and I have always been proud of it. However, I rarely enjoy it half as much as when a stranger uses me for the first time, as I’m made a man’s toy and he chooses when and how to play with me.

Soft bondage Is enough

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Soft bondage is enough to keep a good whore like me in line. Soft bondage includes ropes, scarves, and many other toys that keep me restrained but somewhat mobile. Being able to break free or to wiggle out of a set of ties, puts more work on a submissive. She must be careful not to anger her top or worse yet, disappoint her Master and Mistress. Very much a dutiful slave and always wanting to be the best, I will keep my pace and be restrained with as little effort on you as possible. Matter of fact. I have something right here to lace my breasts, legs, and a hand or two for you while you take complete bodily control and make me into a mindless fuck doll at your mercy and whim. A quick wrist tie with my own panties is enough to let me know who is in charge. And of course, I know that bondage is more for myself than my master, although I look sexy good with a gag in my mouth and my hands laced up behind my back. And as always, Your wish is my command. 

Punishing Your Bondage Slut When She Flashes Someone

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I can’t believe you put me in these tiny little clothes and make me walk around in public with them. It is so embarrassing to be exposing myself like this. These clothes barely cover my tits or my ass. To make matters worse, I’m not wearing any lingerie. One wrong move and I’ll be flashing everyone in sight. You make me walk around in tall high heels and my extra small clothing. As you walk, you bend over and drop something on the ground, ordering me to bend down and get it. I know that you did that on purpose, waiting to see how I would bend down. It’s no use fighting against it as I bend down to pick up your object. As I am bent down, my pussy and my ass are completely exposed to the public. You make me stay there in that position while you spank me, punishing me for being a dirty exhibitionist slut. So, you’ll make me wear these tight, uncomfortable clothes that barely cover my body and punish me when I flash people? That is so unfair! Every day will end with a red ass!

Submissive Whore got her pussy spanked until she pissed

I have always been my master’s favorite Submissive Whore. Out of his stable of sluts he tortured me the most because he likes me so much. He calls me worthless and that I am just made to be his slut whore to use. Last night he wanted to torture my cunt and remind me how much he likes using me. He tied me up and made sure my legs were spread open wide. He had clamps with him and clamped my pussy lips apart. He wanted to have my hole spread open for him. As he whipped me and paddled my body he could see my cunt hole start to moisten. He laughed, calling me a filthy slut as he shoved his cock in my mouth. He knew he had me under his control. The fact that my cunt dripped for his abuse told him I would always be his Bondage whore. My throat was milking his cock and I could barely breathe, but finally he started cumming and I could taste his semen down my throat. My master spanked my open cunt hard until I pissed myself. He just left me there to dry.

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Slave training is what I was raised on

Slave training is what I was made for. My neck has always been leashed since I can remember. Daddy was the first one to leash me up. He has groomed me since I was young. Anytime I sat on his lap he would hold my hands behind my back and grope me. One night he showed me what little girls do for daddy. He tied my hands and feet with his belt. When I cried he spanked my bare bottom and told me to stop. It didn’t matter. I knew mom could hear me but my father is very dominant. He forced my mouth open and choked me with his big daddy meat. He told me to suck it like a lollipop and I would do anything daddy wanted. That was the beginning of our Submissive sex sessions. I grew up being submissive and being used in any way my master daddy wanted. That is why he leashed me. Daddy claimed me as his property and he was the first one I belonged to. Whenever daddy was around i had to crawl around with my leash on and now i do it for my master.

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