I had a submissive whore Valentine’s Day. Maybe not the traditional celebration for the most romantic day of the year, but I am accustomed to that. I have never had a romantic Valentine’s Day. This was the most romantic one ever because my master brought me flowers, wine and candy before he took me to the sex club. I was no stranger at this sex club. Master took me last month and I was the bell of the bondage club. I showed up all the 20 and 30 something slaves. Master was the oldest master in the place, but he had the prized pony, so he was sort of the bell of the ball too. He loved being high fived and congratulated on having such a good bondage whore. Other masters were in the club with their slaves for Valentine’s Day too. I wore some sexy black and white lingerie with red heart accents. I was ready to show up the competition again. The club was packed. More packed than last time, but we were still the oldest slave and master in the place. New faces. I was not sure if any of the guys were there before. No one looked familiar. I got a few disses though for being old. I wanted to show up those younger slaves more than ever. I was the first up on the stage. We began simple. Started with a frog tie and a shrimp tie. He worked himself up to the more complicated bondage techniques like Shinju and Strappado. Master’s new meds make him tie me up in more complicated and contorted poses now. Good for him, but bad for me. I am sore as fuck today from a chain strappado position that won for best bondage position. I was happy that Master won again. It made me feel special and him feel great. Bondage and submission are my life. I did not want to be tied up for Valentine’s Day, but not like I had a choice. If master feels good, I feel good too. So, I guess a happy master, means a happy slave and a sore one.
Category: Soft bondage
Bukkake phone sex with a slut like me is a dream
I knew the moment I entered the bar full of black men that gave me leer after leer that I’d be having a bukkake phone sex orgy tonight. My bitch masters were going to have me pinned from all sides, getting spunked and reamed until I was a whimpering slut unable to tell her up from down or her cum from the paint. I was here specifically because they requested me, which meant they’d all already paid. The thing my masters don’t tend to get is that I actually enjoy when the men have their way with me, they tend to go limp at the sight of red, which means they’re gentle even in their roughest fantasies. I sighed relief when I didn’t see a single sadistic woman around, and started stripping on the spot without a thought or concern. There was no worry that I was wrong, because they all continued to stare with luscious gazes and horny primal desires as I got ready for cock worshiping. Soon enough my plump tits were out, my beautiful ass was swinging to the wind, grinding on an imaginary dick while my panties slipped to the floor.
I didn’t have to think much longer, the first guy I knelt near grabbed my head and slipped his cock into my mouth. I hadn’t caught when he took it out, I hadn’t really cared either. Someone filled my pussy a second later, and my hands instinctively reached out to grab their prize well before anyone had even started thrusting. I’m one of those sluts the game was made for. If it’s not an orgy were they even really trying? Thing is, there were a lot of guys here and no one was even jerking off onto me. Cowards! I protested, trying to pull my mouth away so I could taunt them into it, but the guy who had my face was hella rough, and that took my breath away… Literally. It was fucking awesome. Extreme fetish phone sex paradise right there.
48 Hour Submissive Sex Fuckfest
I had a 48 hour submissive sex fuckfest this past weekend. I was tied up by my hands and feet, left to kneel on my knees and elbows while I got rodded for hours by a fucking machine. The only time I wasn’t getting fucked by the machine was when my master wanted to have his way with my ass or pussy and wanted to fuck and cum inside me; he also had some of his friends come over and take turns running a train on me as well. My throat was fucked while I was gangbanged and spit roasted with the machine still going and there was so much cum all over my face and body. I wasn’t allowed to shower and I had to piss and shit right where I was kept bound and they would use that as extra lube to continue fucking me. I was humiliated, degraded and fucked hard until my pussy was red, swollen and sore and my ass was puffy and near prolapse. I loved every second of it! I love being a submissive slut and indulging in wild bondage and submission fantasies. I hope to become a full bondage whore and be kept locked away and used for fucking 24/7!
All his friends will use me
Bdsm chat should be something you feel free to talk about with me. I’m all for having a master and getting piss all over me. Whenever you enjoy yourself beating me, know that you are doing the right thing.
A girl like me belongs to be behind men and willing to please them at all costs. Whenever you get to enjoy yourself with a girl ready to be a bottom bitch licking and eating all the cum you give her, know that you have mastered being a slave pet master.
Spit all over me and watch me cry, and tell all your friends to gather around me and fuck my face till I’m blue. There’s no need to take it easy on me.
Pleasing me is not your job, let me serve you and be your Submissive Whore
The beginning of the year brings so much work and stress to hard-working businesswomen. I need a release from all the stress and I absolutely knew this. I didn’t want to go down my usual avenues so I put out a discreet ad looking for a Master to release me from the stresses of the everyday world. Sure there were loads of answers to my pleading, but it was one short reply that really grabbed my interest. “It is not my job to satisfy you, your stress is of no concern to me little useless brat.” My pussy began to flood itself with excitement just reading the words. He truly did not give a fuck about my bad day, week, or year, he just wanted to toy with me. Treat me like what worthless whore I was.
I leaned back in my office chair thinking of my reply. One hand on the mouse the other my panties I fantasized about the torments that would be available from this enraged Stud should I reply with the wrong answer. Whips and floggers leaving beautiful rosey welts across my milky white skin made my clit stiffen between my eager fingers. I closed my eyes and bit my lips envisioning myself tied to a rack and receiving anal punishment as a vibrator was tied to my dripping cunt forcing me to cum over and over again. I couldn’t help but blow my own load thinking of his forceful punishment. Some I may have never experienced before. I simply replied with “Yes Sir” as I licked my creamy cum from my fingers. Arranging this meeting would be the start of the release I needed. Not that it mattered at all.
A submissive Christmas gift
What’s better than one subby whore? Three submissive ones! My boyfriend loves that I am his submissive whore and will do anything to keep him happy and with his penis nice and hard. My friends are all whores,, and we love to be there for each other. They are also in the same mind frame as I am. Many people love to say we are all brainwashed and dumb girls for allowing men to treat us like shit in the 21st century. None of us care. We all have our needs met by our masters. As soon as the girls got the a-okay from their master to subby train with my boyfriend, we knew it would be fun.
It was a Christmas gift to have three hot subby bitches willing to be used up and tortured. My boyfriend wouldn’t hold back and would show us we should have thought three times.
cum check
Submissive sex is the way to get me going. My master needs me to be his loyal slave, even though he can do as he pleases. My only role is to be his slut and whoever he allows to use me has to be through his merits. When I go out, he gets furious and likes to do a cum check to see if I have given my holes to any other man.
One time I got caught with a creampie, which was hell to pay. I had to be his pain slut for weeks. He didn’t enjoy some other guy popping their cocks inside my slit. Boy, did I feel the after-effects of an ass beating and ass torture. I learned my lesson well.