I knew I wanted it… wanted everything I was getting “Are you wearing a condom?” I asked.He tightened his grip on my wrists, remaining all the way inside me and looked up from assaulting on my tits long enough squint his eyes at me and say “Nope. I’m going to shoot my cum deep in you, whore.” I have to admit part of me really wanted it, but I started to struggle. He moved up to look me in the eye, his face hovering centimeters above mine and clamped his hand on my mouth.“Look bitch, you wanted this shit. Now shut the fuck up.” And with that he took a scarf and tied my wrists together tightly and then tied them over my head to my headboard. I didn’t know if I was more scared or more aroused, but I think the fear fed the arousal. I didn’t fight him off at all. I let him tie me up. He moved off me and I kicked at him but missed. I didn’t really want to make him angry. He took my panties the rest of the way off and shoved them in my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth for him but when he pinched my nose shut, I opened my mouth right away. I didn’t even try to hold my breath. He opened my drawers and found a couple of pairs of tights he used to tie my ankles to opposite posts at the foot of my bed. Now I was lying face up, completely naked and spread eagle on my bed with a stranger who was going to really fuck me. “You really are a sexy whore, I’m really glad you were dumb enough to leave your doors unlocked. I can’t believe I’m going to get to fuck a hot piece like you, baby.” He ran his hands over my stomach and up to my breasts, cupping them, pushing them together letting them go, bouncing them up and down. I was powerless to stop him, and even if I hadn’t been tied up and gagged, I don’t think I would have stopped him anyway. He got back into bed next to me and sucked my nipples some more, sucking harder and harder, until I thought he might actually suck them off. The pain was intense but also unbelievably arousing. I became wetter than I can ever remember being before. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation. Before too long I felt him on top of me, felt his cock pushing inside my pussy again. “You’re so fucking wet baby. After I fuck you and shoot a few loads up in your wonderful pussy, I wanna fuck your ass; Would you like that baby?” I was more turned on than I had ever been. I felt his cock jerking as it pumped semen into my pussy. I hadn’t cum yet, but I didn’t care. “Oh my god, you’re a good whore baby. You wanna be daddy’s little whore, don’t you baby?” I moaned as I felt his cock get hard inside of me again and nodded. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me…
Category: Submissive sex
Submissive Whore Sookie
I awoke dazed and confused, I couldn’t move or see anything and I didn’t know why. I started to scream only to realize the ball gag was blocking my efforts. I couldn’t remember what happened, and I didn’t have time to think before I heard him right next to my ear, “Finally, you’re awake.” I tried to muffle a scream as I felt the smack of a riding crop on my bare tits. “You are mine now, I own you, you will do everything I tell you to or you will bare severe consequence.” He said this with another slap to my tits and a twist to my nipple. As scared as I was I started to feel a warm sensation coming thru my pussy, and I was ashamed that I was turned on by this. He must have noticed me squirming and before I knew it his hand was in my cunt, finger fucking me hard and fast. He was laughing at me, “See you are already such a good submissive slut, say it for me now” he tells me as he removes my ball gag. I try not to moan and repeated what he told me. He knew, he knew that it turned me on being taken advantage of, he knew that I loved being treated like the little whore I know I am. All of a sudden I was being dragged down and hogtied on the edge of what felt like a bed, I still couldn’t see anything. He ordered my to open my mouth and he began violently fucking my mouth, holding my head and forcing his whole cock down my throat. All you could hear was me choking on his cock and him telling me what nasty little whore I am and what a good slut I am for sucking his cock… and you won’t believe what he did next!
I Need To Wake Him
The light of day is peeking in the window. Master is still asleep and I know he needs to go to work. We had a late night last night and the handcuffs are still on my wrists because he passed out before he could remove them. I know I need to wake him up, if I don’t and he misses work I will be punished. I can’t make him coffee or breakfast with my hands bound behind me. Torn between what to do I crawl on my hands and knees to the side of his bed. I take the covers in my teeth and begin to gently pull, hoping that removing them will wake him. To my dismay he doesn’t even stir. Crawling to the foot of the bed I softly kiss the bottom of his feet and I am met with a full force kick to the face that knocks me off my knees and blood is my nose. Yet he doesn’t wake up. I have no way to wipe the blood off my lip so I lick and suck it into my mouth as I try to think of a way to wake him without receiving his early morning drunken wrath. Kneeling next to the bed I begin to say “Master”. Softly at first and getting progressively louder until he wakes an I feel the sting of his hand across my face. I cower and wait for him to wake up fully. He is angry that I didn’t wake him sooner. As he hurries to get ready I know I will be punished when he gets home. Especially since he forgot to take off the cuffs and I will not be able to fulfill my duties today.
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.