I was home alone when I heard a noise in the basement. It was storming pretty bad, so I attributed the loud bang to the wind blowing the cellar door. That was until about a half hour later, when I felt hands around my throat choking me. As I started to scream, my intruder put a gag around my mouth to silence me. He pulled me by my hair into my bedroom, stripped me naked and tied me to the bed. I wondered if my son or one of my masters was behind this home intrusion. I didn’t recognize the man. He was older than me, pretty rough looking, sexy in a bad boy sort of way. I was sure someone I knew was behind this, so I didn’t get too scared. That was until he double fisted my fuck holes with no lube. Ripped my cunt and ass wide open. I was turned on by his power, his command of my holes, but scared too. I was not sure if this man meant to kill me or just violate my body. For hours he fisted my holes. My sheets were bloodied. He never put his cock in me. I was actually sad that he didn’t. What the fuck is wrong with me? I guess I am such a seasoned submissive whore, I even get turned on by a violent intruder. What kind of torture can you envision for me?
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Submissive Whore Cydney Get Taken On A Backwoods BDSM Fuckfest
Before I knew it I was hogtied and thrown onto the back of an ATV. I had no idea where he was going, or what he had in store for me. Master told me I needed to be a good submissive whore while he was away at work all week. Of course that is hard for me to do sometimes. So when Master came into the house and did not speak to me until he was tying me up naked to the back of his Quad I was a little worried. He took me deep into the woods and tied me played out to a tree.
I winced as he started whooping me. He knew how to make a spanking phone sex slut like me feel pain on my ass. I tried to yelp out in pain but nothing but drool left my mouth around the bridle that was splayed inside it. I bit down hard though with every strike. A few missed my rump and the whip lashed across my back. He left me there, my ass welted up and in pain.
He came back the next morning. My legs were tired and wrist bloody from struggling to hold myself up against the restraints all night. He held me up and began to shove his stiff hard cock into my ass. I whimpered out, his fucking was rough and angry. Every time he plowed into me he pushed against my swollen and tender ass. I knew I deserved the punishment though. I was a bad bad subby,
Submissive Whore Punished with Piss
Submissive whore. That is what I am in every sense. I arrived 3 minutes late to work yesterday and my boss tied me to me office desk. Bound my hands and my feet. I knew there was more in store for me. After being left tied to the chair for about an hour “to think about the importance of punctuality,” he came back with his pants unzipped. I thought he was going to fuck me. He loves to violate my ass . Fill it with cum, cram a butt plug in and make me hold it in all day. I wished that was what he had planned for this submissive slut today.
He tilted the chair back, put his cock in my mouth. More like rammed it in. Then he took a nice long hard piss down the back of my throat. I tried to spit some out, but he held my nose and shoved his dick further down my throat, forcing me to swallow every last drop. He left me tied to the chair smelling like a urinal. He came back 30 minutes later, untied my legs. He ripped my panties off, shoved his cock in my tight ass and pissed up inside me. Instead of holding cum in my ass, I had to keep his piss inside me. He put the butt plug in my ass, tied me back up. I sat at my desk all day holding his piss in my ass.
I arrive to work an hour early today to be safe.
Golden Showers Phone Sex with a Submissive Whore
Golden showers phone sex is more popular than I would like! Yes, I am submissive, but not going to lie; I hate being pissed on; I hate drinking urine. I guess my first mistake is admitting that to any dominant man. I should know better. A few months ago, I had this man in my life. He didn’t care about safe words or limits. Just a real cruel master who did what he wanted. I was his submissive whore. He knew I was not a fan of water sports, so he took pride in making me his private toilet.
I was late for a date one time, and he was livid. He had arrived to pick me up and I was still primping. He slapped me, then forced me down on my knees and pissed a long stream into my mouth. I think even if I had not been late, he would have found a reason to piss on me. In fact, I am sure he planned it in advance. His urine tasted and smelled awful like he had just consumed a few pounds of asparagus. My make up smeared; I looked like a drowned rat but smelled like a drunk bum who had pissed himself for days.
I thought that was my punishment, but it was only the beginning. He forced me to piss in a cup and drink my own urine too. I had to chug it like it was a beer. I puked from all the piss in my belly, so he grabbed a big lock of my red mane and slammed my face on the floor to use me as a mop. I had to lick up the urine tainted vomit. Most disgusting thing a master ever made me do. As I was licking up my own bile, my daughter came home unexpectedly. She was suppose to be at her father’s for the night. She was horrified to see what I was doing.
I feared my Master would harm her too if she tried to intervene. I assured her I was okay, encouraged her to leave; but Master forced her over to me. Gave her the option of staying so I didn’t have to lick up puke anymore, or leaving and ensuring I would be eating shit on top of puke. The catch was she had to piss in my asshole. Lesser of two evils is how I saw it, so I begged my baby girl to piss up her mommy’s ass. She straddled me, tugged my asshole apart with her fingers and pissed right down my butt hole. Never been so degraded in all my life. I still stand by my choice, however. I would rather be pissed on any day than have to eat puke and shit.
What is the most disgusting thing you can think to do to a submissive slut? Wait, forget I asked that.
BDSM Phone Sex: Who Doesn’t Kill Me Makes Me Stronger
A BDSM phone sex slut never knows what kind of trouble she may get into. I love to have my limits pushed. Extreme pain, extreme bondage, even torture. I never say no to a master and I never use safe words, even if given that option. There was on time, however, I wish I had used my safe word. I was much younger, several pounds leaner and not quite as good with pain as I am now. A master wanted to experiment with extreme bondage restraints. He literally had me hanging by the rafters of the ceiling.
First, he tied me with such thick rope that it left marks on my body. Cut off my circulation so my skin started turning purple. Second, he had my limbs folded like some collapsible piece of furniture. I was not double jointed, yet he forced my arms and legs into unnatural positions for extreme restraint, for his amusement. I broke a couple bones because I was forced to remain tied up and hanging from the ceiling for 24 hrs. The weight of my own body pulled on the restraints in such a way that the rope left gashes in my flesh in certain areas. I still have scars from that day.
After hanging from the ceiling in the worst pain of my life for 24 hours, Master decided to lower me to about 4 feet above the ground so he could fuck me. I smelled like urine because I had no bathroom access. I pissed myself more than once. Master sodomized my ass for hours. He even fisted both my cunt and ass. I didn’t even have enough energy to whimper from the pain and humiliation. Every part of my body hurt. I was broken and battered, bloodied and covered in piss and cum. When he cut me down, I hit the concrete floor with such force, I broke my nose too.
He just laughed. Called me his submissive whore, pissed on my face and left me there. It took me almost another day to crawl to my car to get home. How I got home is still a mystery to me. But, what I do remember is that I am such a good subby bitch, you can literally break me and I will not complain. A good subby slut always does as she is told. Always takes her punishment, no matter how severe. Who doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger.