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Submissive Whore Cydney Fills Your Mattress Fantasies

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Do you remember when you were a little brat and you had to keep all of your submissive whore smut under your mattress. Maybe it was all kinds of BDSM phone sex nasty graphic novels. That way if your mom did find them it was a little bit harsher on her eyes. That is who I want to be for you. I want to be the S&M bitch that you have been dreaming of. I love to be tied up and taken. Make my pussy yours. You can even punish me by making me ride big cock until I pass out from exhaustion. Make me cum over and over again because I have been a bad little subby and need to be punished. I am your pet, no one else’s, so let’s whip out that secret smut stash and see if we cannot find something to try during out play time. Anything goes, the rougher the better! I just want to be a good little play pet and serve you in any way that I can!

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Bondage S & M Isn’t for Beginners

bondage s & mBondage S & M is not for novices. I am a seasoned BDSM girl, but my daughter is not. She saw “Fifty Shades of Gray,” and thought the lifestyle looked hot. The next thing I knew, she was texting my boss, offering herself up to be used by him. I tried to explain that he doesn’t simply use girls, but tortures them. He is a hardcore master and makes Christian Gray look like Snow White. She thought I was just being jealous.

When I arrived to work, Master immediately bound and gagged me in my office chair. “I have a special treat for us today, slut,” he said. He opened the dungeon door and there was my sweet baby girl strapped to his St. John’s Cross with a ball gag in her mouth. He had an array of torture devices he uses for slave training. She looked scared. I tried to warn her, my level of BDSM is not for novices. First he tortured her teen pussy with an industrial massager. This thing goes so fast on a chick’s clit it leaves skid marks. She was convulsing. I thought she would pass out, then she did. Next was the cattle prod to revive her.

slave trainingI have to admit, I was watching in delight. Little bitch thought she could run with the big dogs. She needed a good dose of reality. Master devised a special torture device just for her-he called it the clothes pin snake. He affixed it all over her tits and tummy then yanked it off. He kept doing this to her until she was crying and begging to be released. Amateur. I sometimes spend my entire day at work with spiked heated nipple and clit clamps, that Master pulls on whenever he needs something, which is like every 5 minutes, and she is whining about clothes pins.

He let her go. She reeked of urine; had bruises all over her tiny body and had tear stains on her face. She looked at me with disgust for not helping her. “Extreme bondage and BDSM is not for curiosity seekers baby girl. Stay on the porch with your Fifty Shades of Gray drivel and let mommy take the heat. I can handle it. It is my life,” I told her. I have been playing S and M games longer than she has been alive. I don’t think she will ever be ready for my lifestyle, but if a teen subby slut piques your interest, maybe we could break the bitch together.torture phone sex

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     Submissive phone sex breaks me down during the call. I want to lose all mind control and orgasm at your will. This is one of those calls and fantasies I have had Master. If you wish we can continue. My only wish  as your slave is to serve. I hear footsteps master is that you or the nuns?

    The nuns hung me from the ceiling after the games were over I am sure they are preparing for me what is to come master. And so the fantasy starts…

      You came in to see me. My hands are shackled above my head. Smiling, you pick up two tit presses. Ignoring my pleas you take my tit and feed it through the bars. You repeated the procedure with the other tit. Gripping the wing nuts you start turning. Picking up the long pins you press them in my tits. My screams went to racking sobs.

    You told me to bend over so you could fuck my ass. Shackling my ankles to the floor, you force my tits to hang down as you puncture more needles in them. I beg you to use lubricant on my ass or it would cause more pain. Putting a hand on my bruised clit the nuns said I was lying that this would cause the most pleasure. Walking over to a shelf they pick up a box with a salve in it to apply to my pussy. It would cause it to itch but would be perfectly fine for you as long as you wore a condom.

    Taking a condom out of the box the nuns sheath your cock inside of it. They were made for my master’s substantial cock. Your cock! The nuns scooped a large amount of gob onto my cunt and I was ready! Your fat cock rammed into my pussy stretching the cunt walls. The condom was rubbing the walls of my raw pussy.

    Placing your cock against my tight asshole ,you ram it all the way in up to my sphincter .You will not let me beg for mercy! I am mind fucked. I am just a lump of flesh being used and abused for the pleasure! I am a broken submissive slut ready for Master.

Submissive Whore Here to Serve You

submissive whore CaseyWhat makes me more than just any other submissive whore ready to serve your every desire? I am earnest and sincere, and I have been a submissive since before I knew that such a thing existed. As soon as I started dating, I was being dominated by lovers, and it always seemed right. But when I met my first Master (even though we didn’t use titles), I knew finally what I was – someone who needed to be owned. I realized that I need someone, not to abuse me thoughtlessly, but to take ownership of me and command me for my own good, and for HIS own good.

I will do more than please you sexually. I am here to serve you in any way you please. I will cook for you, do your laundry, and keep the house clean. Then, when you come home, I will kneel for you so you can tie me up to keep me from moving, then you can do with me as you please. Put a gag in my mouth to keep me quiet – otherwise, I can be quite noisy.

Submissive Slut for Phone and Life

submissive slut bondageI’m a submissive slut and damn proud of it. I don’t get bitchy women who try to emasculate or control their men. My place is on my knees catering to my Master’s every whim and need. I never say no. I never make demands. I never argue or fight. If Master has had a bad day, well I am ready and willing to be his punching bag so he can relieve some stress. Some people do not believe I am truly submissive. My girlfriends think phone sex is just a job for me, or that I somehow get paid for being abused.

BDSM phone sex trashy milfI am a submissive phone slut, because I want to please more men. Share my BDSM lifestyle with men who understand how to treat a worthless whore like me. In fact, I am so dedicated to this alternative lifestyle that I got the BDSM symbol tattooed on my body. The BDSM Emblem is a design based on a Triskele. Three “arms” curve out to from the center and merge with an encompassing circle. The three divisions represent the 3 major components of BDSM . The three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. The three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. And, the three divisions of the community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. I am of course always a bottom.

sexy bondage slutMany submissives wear jewelry with the symbol to let other folks into the BDSM lifestyle know they share their fetish. I went as far as to ink it on my body because I was born a slave. I will always be a slave. This is not a phase for me because of the popularity of the stupid Fifty Shades of Gray novels. I am a full time bondage whore. I am your willing slave to use. Nothing is off limits to me.

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I have been caged, and I like it. I put an ad on craigslist advertising a BDSM phone sex slut for rent. I made sure to let them know that I had no limits and that I wanted to serve them. I also included that I was a pain slut and a bratty one at that. It was not very long till my inbox was blowing up with all kinds of tasty replies. I picked out one fella and messaged him back asking if I could be his submissive whore for the evening. He replied with instructions to where I was supposed to meet him.
When I got to his cabin I could see it was going to be a blast. He had various cages laid out around his property. He asked if I was going to be a good little bitch. I was always a good little bitch, but a bratty one who took a lot of time to reign in. I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth and gave him a wink. He told me not to do that, it turned him on. Of course I had to try it again. With a swat he rapped my knuckles with a skinny switch. I whimpered and without thinking bit the corner of my lip again. He ordered me to take off my top and I did. He smack my nipples and I whimpered.
He placed me into the cage. I was tied up which I loved. I tried to squirm my way free, see if I could be a testy little cunt. It was too bad, he had his knots tied up solid. He shoved a gag into my mouth to shut me up and then pinch my tit in his hand. He clamped some nipple clamps onto it and I whimpered. He punished me with a switch to my cunt. He kept swatting me until I was good and swollen. Then he undid my gag and forced himself into my mouth.
He face fucked me over and over again. Anytime I was not moving to his speed he pulled hard onto my nipple clamps. I tried to move my tongue as fast as I could around his rod but the knots made it hard to work him so well. He started to tap my clit gently. It was so swollen that the vibration of the switch felt good. I whimpered and opened my mouth wide as he used my throat to grip his cock milking the cum from it.

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BDSM Phone Sex Games with Submissive Slut Bernice

BDSM Phone Sex naughty secretaryI love BDSM phone sex. Have you ever seen the kinky movie Secretary? I have that kind of relationship with my boss. Every day I dress sexy for him. He loves me in pumps, pencil skirts and stockings. Prefers a white blouse with a black bra. I start my morning off by modeling my outfit for him. If it is not perfect, which it rarely is, I get spanked; actually I get hardcore whipped. Yes, a grown ass woman gets thrown over her boss’s knees with her bare ass exposed. He has quite the assortment of things to spank me with: paddles, his hand, hairbrushes, whips, cat of nine tails, canes, even old fashioned switches. Just about every day I start work with a mouth full of his musky spunk and a severe spanking. He will paddle me so hard he draws blood and the flesh tears from my body. I am incapable of sitting for days. But I like it because I am a submissive slut.

submissive slut MILFI call my boss, Master. Master has a private dungeon in his executive office. It is a nightmare room for me. Ropes, chains, floggers, bondage gear, scalpels, razor blades, whips, chains, handcuffs, ball gags, shackles, St, John’s cross… you name it. If it is considered BDSM equipment it is in there. I would like to say Master pays me to be his paralegal, but truth be told, he pays me to be his torture doll. He does his best to not mark up my trashy face, but the rest of my body is fair game. I try to be very obedient to cut down on the caning and flogging, but he is so very particular. I once was sodomized for an hour with a baseball bat for misspelling a word on a legal brief. Another time he made me chug a gallon of his urine for getting to the post office 5 minutes late.

milf phone sex BDSMEvery day , I go to work with both fear and excitement. Fear for not knowing how far he will take our BDSM games, and excitement because I have grown to love the pain, the humiliation, the uncertainty of the condition I may return home in. If you were my boss, would you treat me as your slave? I need a dominant man to put me in my place.

Sex and Submission From A Submissive Slut

Submissive Slut DorthySubmissive slut is only the half of it darling. So many nights I have dreamt of being woken by a dominant force taking what he wants from me. He would creep quietly into my bedroom and slowly take off his clothing. Slipping a pillow case over my head wakes me and without any knowledge of time or place, my confusion would turn into erotic bliss. I would try to struggle, but he would have bound me before waking me. Wrists motionless from above my head, and ankles stretched apart and fastened well. I heard the scissors and felt my nightgown fall off of my breasts. He entered me as he told me I was nothing but his cum eating slut. He told me as he slowly violated me how he would own my cunt now. He thrust into his cunt, his slut, his slave.. I was not my own. To him I belong. Devoted and cherished, taken and owned, obedient I am. I love being the one who is under constant pressure. He watches me as I am in his choice of clothing. Lace panties, stiletto pumps and a smile. As I perform his duties I will remember that I am his sex toy. Your sex toy. I will submit, for I can only breathe in extreme bondage.Extreme Bondage Dorthy