As a submissive woman, I am full of erotic bondage stories. For many years, all my master did while I was his office slave was tie me up. He had decades experience as a rope master. But he needed a dedicated rope bunny. A chance meeting in a BDSM bar in New York City changed both of our lives for the better. He took me out of an abusive marriage. And he moved me to California, bought me a house, and gave me a job. And in return, I have been his dedicated slave.
He needed a woman like me. Dominant men, men with certain predilections who like tying women up need a dedicated submissive woman; otherwise, they look like just a typical man searching for his yang. Master did not marry a submissive woman. He married the great granddaughter of an old school wealthy family. At the time, she had all the money. She paid for his law school career. And I have no doubt that they love each other. They’ve been married longer than I’ve been on this earth. But sometimes men have needs that wives just can’t fulfill. And that’s why a submissive whore like me exists.
Now that master retired, we struggle to find much alone time. Although I do help him out at the club, he co-owns with some other old lawyer buddies, we still struggle with time. He lends me out a lot more than I thought he would. Before the club, he rarely traded me for favors. Now he constantly dangles me as a carrot in front of men who he needs a favor from. This weekend he made a rare appearance at the house he bought me 20 years ago. And he brought all his bondage equipment.
Men Need Women Like Me to Work Out Their Stress
As it turned out, master needed to work off some stress. The BDSM club appears to struggle with finding the right balance of dominant men and slaves. More younger men join the the club, but they lack a slave to tie up, whip, fuck or otherwise do whatever the hell they want. So, he lends me out to these men in the club to practice their ties. And sometimes to older men, he needs a favor from. He operates in a I scratch your back, you scratch my back world. However, Saturday night appeared to just be about a master and his slave.
First order of business, I needed to strip down to my lingerie. Master enjoys seeing sexy lingerie on his slave. But before he tied me up, he demanded a prostate milking. Ugh. But I do as I am told. So, I licked my finger and snaked it up his ass. It may not be my favorite task as a slave, but I always do it. Before long, his cock blew chunks of old spunk all over my face. Honestly, I don’t think I have seen him cum that much in over a decade. But I knew the cum in his old balls had begun fermenting.
I licked the cum off his dick and my face. And he just had this shit eating grin on his face. But I drained his balls dry, and he seemed ready to tie up his bitch. And I swear, he must’ve tied me up in 20 different positions. Each one more complicated and more painful than the other. But as a submissive slave, this is all part of my job description. Let a man tie me up and do whatever the fuck he wants with me. Even you.
