Category: Submissive Whore

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.

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Milf phone sexThere’s just something about milf phone sex that adds a certain luster to getting off, wouldn’t you say? Someone who knows how to be the perfect submissive slut just for you? I just love it when someone dresses me up. Picks my clothes, orders me to wear them, and how to wear them.

Take my choices away, and make me your total submissive whore. Tell me to stay on my knees till you give me permission to get up. Order me to hurt myself, shove a baseball bat up my cunt till I bleed, I’ll do exactly as I’m told. That’s what a good little cum slut is supposed to do, obey her master! Maybe you have a good idea for a game to play with me? I love playing “how many dicks can we fit in this cunt?”

Have I been a good little whore? Will you give me your cock if I have been? Maybe even your cum? Your marks on my milky flesh, and your sticky cum in my hair are my badges of honor, sir.

Please, sir, I beg you, if I’ve been bad, will you punish me really, really hard? Please?

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Master Daddy

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My master loves when I submit to him most by giving him all my little ones. He ties me up and gags me and I am helpless to watch his brutal torture as he makes them his too. Truth be told I am dripping and all slippery watching his ruthless thrusts. I love watching him pound their little faces AND their little bodies. Squirming and their wailing makes me crazy cuz I love everything he is doing to them. I love giving him every part of me, he owns me. I struggle and he knows it’s time to let me help him, sitting on her face so she can taste what her cries do for Mommy. Cry all you want because Mommy and her Master love it. Master Daddy, Master Cock, Master Master Master. He owns us, our bodies and our minds just submit and stop fighting…or fight and turn us on more. That’s the life I live with my Master, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

To Catch a Thief

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A dark shadow slipped in through the door, closing it behind them with the barest whisper of sound.  You aren’t sure what woke you because the door didn’t make enough noise to wake even the little yappy dog in your wife’s room down the hall.  The light of the moon passing briefly out from under cloud cover throws the shape of the intruder against the wall in a stark silhouette.  You notice the distinctly female shape before the shadows return.  The faint snick of the jewelry box lid signals the loss of your favorite watch and wedding ring to the thief.  Suddenly you’re no longer surprised, you’re pissed.  You loved that watch.  Springing up abruptly from the bed, you tackle the black clad figure as she is rifling through your nightstand.  There is a muffled feminine shriek, quickly stifled and you find your hands full of frantically struggling woman.  You quickly overpower her and pin her to the floor.  You’re both breathing hard and somehow the combination of adrenaline and wriggling female trapped beneath your hips has given you a fiercely raging erection.  As you cover her mouth with your hand, you try to decide whether to call the cops or make her pay some other more satisfying way. Who knew this sexy little thing could take so much from you. 

Sexy Bondage Lady Has Needs

Sexy bondageI had a date last night. He was sexy, a sweet man, and I really enjoyed the date, but there was one. Little. Problem. He was vanilla as fuck, and I am just ridding my life of all of the vanilla. So, when he finally dropped me off, I allowed him to kiss my cheek before I bid him goodnight. I walked in, picked up my phone, and immediately dialed one of my party friends. I begged as prettily as I knew how. When I hung up the phone, I hurried to my room to change. I put on my sexiest lingerie, made sure my stockings were properly connected to their garters, and then waited patiently. When the guys got there, I was already in position, waiting by the door. They walked in and smiled at me there, on my knees, back straight, hands palms down on my thighs, looking at the floor. One of them grabbed my hair and led me to the couch. At that point, they stuffed my mouth full of cock, and my pussy and ass full of fingers. My breasts were pinched, poked, prodded, and smacked. My ass was abused. Finally they lifted me up onto the ready and waiting cock of one of them. I started to stroke the other 2 off, until they decided I needed to be completely stuffed. I’m still not entirely sure they didn’t rip me apart, but they stuffed 2 cocks in my pussy, and one in my ass. They pummeled me until I was screaming, all the while pinching, twisting, and smacking various parts of my body. At last, I felt their cocks all hardening up for that amazing finale. All at once, I was filled with cum, leaking it back out almost as quickly as they were shooting it off into me. The full sensation of their seed and cocks sent me flying in one final orgasm.

Bukkake Phone Sex

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I get lots of training on being a cum dumpster…in real life and on the phone. I love bukkake phone sex and bukkake sex in general. I am pretty obsessed with cum! I was raised this way. I have always been obsessed with bukkake phone sex, being a cum dumpster, eating and playing with cum! I love to get fucking nasty! I like to get high on the phone, before a call and during a call. My favorite is a few fat fucking lines. That’s when I start feeling like I can do anything! And I do anything and everything a guy asks and tells me to do. I am as obedient as a dog, the perfect bukkake phone sex pet. My face really needs to be covered in THICK and sticky jizz. I am craving cum in my mouth and all over my body. I need feel warm cum covering my body as a whole. I want to feel the weight of such a large amount of cum  dripping off my face and smearing into my hair and eyes! I will keep it in there as long as I can! My favorite look is the cum covered look.

Submissive Whore Enjoys Bondage

Submissive whore I’ve spent the past few days tied up in a couple’s dungeon. They kept me suspended from the ceiling half the time, and tied to a bed the other half. They did untie me for supervised exercise every so often.

In those times I was tied up, however, they pounded my pussy and ass with flogs, crops, Cat-o-9s. They smacked me up and down, pinching and twisting my nipples, squeezing my breasts, and leaving me red from head to toe. The best part, though, is that when my puss and ass weren’t being used and abused by my captors, they were filled with vibrators or fuck-machines which kept me thoroughly wet and near orgasm at all times. My muscles are sore, and my body is bruised, but I swear, I have never felt more alive, nor more loved and cherished. I was so well taken care of, and I cannot wait until I get to do that again!

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Halloween Is Approaching

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As I move around the basement, decorating and preparing for Halloween, my mind drifts back over the Halloween’s I have spent with may Master. Every year he does something different to improve the holiday celebration. I am wondering if there is any way he can improve upon last year. Last Halloween, my Master completely degraded me and used me fully in front of all of his friends and allowed them to use me as well. It was the things fantasies are made of.

I had decorated out basement for the annual Halloween Party. Just before our first guest arrived, he led me over to the guillotine and secured my wrists in place. He added weights to my ankles and secured those, spread widely apart., leaving my pussy open and my ass cheeks spread.. He placed a mask over my face, darkening my world. Lastly, he put clamps on my mouth, holding it open wide for anyone to use.

His guests began to arrive. I had no idea how many people were in the room when my Master announced I was the entertainment for the night and they would be allowed to use me in any way they saw fit. He would be the first as a Master should be. I could feel him as he approached though I could not see him. I cried out as mush as my mouth clamps would allow, when I felt the sharp sting on my buttocks from the flogger. He announced loudly how much his whore love lashes and offered me up for anyone who wanted to participate I felt multiple whips descending on my body, setting my skin on fire. I could feel the juices begin to flow. My Master saw them and once again talked loudly about me as he said “Look how much my slut craves cock. He juices are freely flowing from her cunt, ready for any cock object to fill her”.  I was mortified but strangely more aroused. After what seemed an eternity, a cock entered me. I was fucked roughly and thoroughly by the anonymous cock. Once it started, I seemed to have a never-ending supply of cocks to fuck all my holes, with most pulling out to cum on my face, tits, or ass, leaving their mark, and making me a huge cum covered mess. I loved every moment of it. How ever will he top that party? Whatever he chooses, I hope I am able to entertain so many cocks again this year. Maybe he will throw in a cunt or two for me to munch away on. He loves watching me eat another whore’s pussy, and I love how rigid he becomes watching.

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Submissive slut

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When I’m being a dumb cunt my brother always has his ways of getting through to me. He makes me beg for forgiveness while he beats his cock against my peanut sized brain. I tell him I’m sorry, and he tells me to prove it. Actions speak louder then words, and my dumb fucking ass knows it. I start kissing the grown that he walks on, worshiping his feet. He bonds my wrist behind my back and all I can do is use my lips and mouth to give him gratification. He turns around and sticks my nostrils in his ass. He starts farting so that I sniff in his fart smells. I’m a stupid ass sniffer. I snort his farts deep down. He then lets out a turd, it hurts my nose when I have to suck it down my flared nasal cavity. Eventually he starts laughing at me calling me names and I know that he is finally getting pleased with me. I try and prove myself more with a shit covered face. I opened my stupid eyes and I begged him, without saying a word to fill my eyes with his piss. I’m just a piss stained little fuck whore. I am happy that I get my brothers shit and piss.