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Submissive whore Trapped and abused

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I woke up from a daze. I guess I had a little too much to drink. As soon as I woke up, I looked around, and it took me some seconds to realize that I wasn’t in my room. Then I felt constrained, and I looked, and it was my worst nightmare. I couldn’t believe that I was tied up and couldn’t move. The fear got to me. I couldn’t believe that I was in this position. After a minute and all came rushing to my head, and I remember being a submissive whore  for this guy at the bar. He was so smooth and seemed like a great flirt, and we would have a blast. One thing led to another, and I was going to his apartment with him. Of course, he got belligerent drunk and became so aggressive.

I figured he planned to target a college girl and rip her nipples off till she bled. I had severe slashes all over my body! I could hear footsteps as I battled my way out of containment.

Choker 3000

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Domme daddy has a new gadget to try on his submissive whore. I get ready to his liking. I wear exactly what he likes, nothing but some studs and maybe some nipple piercings. Domme daddy knows I’m one to say no because I will get his wrath if I do. This new Gadget is one that he’s been wanting to try on me for a while. My heart races at the thought of becoming unable to breathe many times, I think Daddy takes it too far, but he doesn’t care. He loves the thrill of possibly offing me. When you have a dominant master, you have to understand that the game is dangerous, but you can’t deny the pleasure that your Master desires. Once you do, you’re no longer a submissive and might as well do a relationship with your dominant master. Today is the day I got to feel the choker 3,000, as he calls it; he raps this leather choker on me and starts to pulsate it with this machine. All the while, he calls me names and rubs my cunt.

Bondage and submisson and anything my master needs

If you know your master you know the way to his good side is Bondage and submission. You must stay in your place especially when my master has company. I must stay in my cage face down and ass in the air. He wants my best assets visible and at his disposal for when he is ready to use me. There’re moments when I wiggle it in the air and I am hoping for my master or his friend will notice and want to fuck me. I am my master worthless whore, and he only fucks my holes after he has tortured them after a long day. He spanks my bare ass and will even hit my cunt with the paddle. Finally, I was noticed and my master pulled me out of the cage. As I crawled around my master spoke about obedience and showed off my holes to his friend while tying my hands behind my back. He commanded me to open my mouth and as soon as I opened my mouth my master shoved his cock deep down my throat. My master grabbed me by the throat and used it to jack his cock off as he called me a good obedient Submissive Whore. My master’s guest cheered him on and when he was ready to cum, he sprayed my face with his load. He winked at me, untied me and told me to lick what I could up and to get in my cage.

Bondage and submissionI was just happy to have one of my holes used and I fed myself off the semen I could while crawling to my cage.

Bare bottom spankings make my master hard, and I wet.

Bare bottom spankings

Bare bottom spankings make my master hard, and I wet. I have erotic submissive stories to tell; master receiving some cock worshiping from his favorite whore. I don’t bother to hide my excitement when I am getting my spankings. Lifting my ass, body quivering in anticipation of his hand coming down hard on my bare bottom. Turning my ass red, the tingling sensation moving from my bottom to my pussy. It is getting wetter. I can feel my pussy pulsating with need.

His hand pats my bare bottom. Not nearly as hard as his cock pressing into my stomach. My master is in need of some attention. I crawl on my knees between his legs. Keeping my gaze focused on his cock. Lifting it, rubbing it along my cheek, over my lips, letting my breath blow softly watching it quiver. Swirl my tongue around the tip of his cock. Letting his pre-cum rest on my tongue. Savoring it. Massaging his cock, cupping his balls. Running my tongue down the length of his cock. His velvety thickness, warm and hard. The perfect crevice on his well-formed cock head. Lips pulling that mushroom head into my mouth. Cupping his balls, big perfect hairy balls. Full of cum. Firm. Raising my eyes to look at him as I take him deeper into my mouth. Feeling his cum pour down my throat.

Pulling his cock from my mouth, I tilt my head back to look up at him. Our eyes meet. He quirks an eyebrow and I drop my gaze to his lips. “You are my favorite submissive whore. Next time, I will treat you with a golden shower.”

I stop myself from smiling. My master pleased me with a bare bottom spanking. I showed my gratitude by worshiping his cock. I even got the promise of a golden shower.

Bondage and Submission are essential to pleasing my master

Whips, chains, gag balls, ticklers, feathers, shackles, stocks, and so many more toys for this submissive to get this slaves pussy soaking wet. Butt plugs to train me. Chaining me to the wall and making me count the number of lashes he gives me on my tight red ass. The crop entering my pussy. Soaking it with my juices. Rubbing it over my ass, as I press back into the whip. Whimpering around the gag ball. Waiting for the crack of the whip. Knowing I will once more feel the sting and muffled number. We are on 5. My clit ring gets tugged on. Causing my legs to buckle. Oh FUCK that feels good.

My head drops back to look into my masters’ face. Sagging in the leather shackles, knees weak and feeling like rubber. I await his pleasure. Begging with my eyes. Wanting so much more. I know I am cheating on my husband and I know I should be home with him but wanting to be dominated. To be taken against my will. It thrills me to levels my husband wouldn’t understand.

Waiting for the moment my master decides what he is going to do to me next. What will it be?

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Slave Training

Slave TrainingEvery good slave needs to know their place. This is what my master has told me. Knowing that I am cheating on my husband makes me wonder about another punishment. Walking to my master I sit at his feet. Eagerly waiting for the collar to be put on. Asking without permission to speak would garner punishment. Perhaps punishment is something that wouldn’t be so bad. Feeling the crack of his hand on my bare ass. Just thinking about it has me squirming on the floor. The collar. He has my collar. Here is comes. Yes, I have my collar. Master is holding my leash. Being his bitch, I am to remain on all fours. Only allowed to walk when given permission to stand to walk.

This well-trained slave has taken many beatings, anxiously waits for her master to give a command. Getting hot, horny, and needing the pleasure of sucking on my masters’ cock. Making him cum. Swallowing all his cum down my throat.  Master walks and I crawl on my hands and knees, waiting for the reward. Silently begging him to whip. Feeling that whip lash over my pussy. It throbs. Will today be the day that I am put in the stocks? Sure, hope so. It is! Finally, the reward of punishment is here.

My neck and wrists are closed around. Knees on the cushioned bench. Oh master please. Knowing what is coming. The feel of his cock pressing into my ass. Not my cunt. No lube. Still my pussy throbs. This orgasm is going to be one of the greatest. The reward of the stocks, padded cushion, then to be fucked in the ass. Thoughts of my husband are gone as my master takes control of my body, mind, and soul.

Wearing my leash at the park was fun

Light bondageLight bondage is what me and Master Daddy enjoy, but today we decided to take a walk in the park.  Master Daddy is slave training me so I had my cute pink collar and leash on today. As I strutted along next to my master he gave me instructions to take my shirt off and expose my chocolate tits to joggers nearby. I did as I was told knowing that Submissive sex would follow as my reward for such whorish behavior. I truly love the looks we get when Master Daddy and I play in public places, I get so turned on he has to remind me not to go to far. I couldn’t care less who sees me submit to Master Daddy, I am his eternal sex slave.

 

 

Submissive slut gets tied up by a Sheriff and loves it

Submissive slutI was so drunk and somehow got myself into a nearly naked catfight. When the cops came I was raging so they had to bound me and place me in the back of a station wagon. I always had an Extreme bondage fantasy involving a cop… hehe, A Sheriff joined me in the back to help calm me down.. Which was almost impossible for him.. My mini dress was a crop top at this point. He could see my white lace thong that had an embroidered SLUT emblem right above my ass crack. He told me I looked like a Filthy whore and I should be ashamed of myself. It was obvious to him I had no self control and clearly didn’t care what I had gotten myself into that night.

“You look like you need to get fucked” he shouted.. He unbuttoned his pants and dropped his heavy belt to his steel toe work-boots and started stroking his cock. “Get on your knees and suck it Submissive slut; isn’t this what you were out seeking?!” He shouted… I dropped to my knees and started slurping, he promised if I sucked him off bareback and swallowed his load, he would let me off the hook.. He was some older guy, maybe mid 40s, with fair skin and dark hair.. He must do SWAT because he had facial hair. I was so turned on my pussy was sloppy wet.. I was hoping he would bend me over and breed me.. But, he was selfish and shot a thick creamy burst of flavor in my mouth.. He told me I was a good Cock worshiping slut and patted me on my head haha; He even allowed me to clean myself up, then opened the back steel doors and let me go. I always wondered if I had any cum on my face coming out of the back and if anyone could tell that the Deputy just got a blowjob.

BDSM chat becomes reality

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I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.

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.