Tag: bondage and submission

Bondage whore Jessica

bondage whoreI’ve been my son’s personal bondage whore for a very long time now. I wanted him to always feel loved and wanted when he was younger. The attention I showed him very quickly turned into an intense owner/slave relationship. Even now that he lives in another city and doesn’t visit as often, I find myself getting so wet and hot when I think about the way he used to treat me. He would come into my room at any hour of the night and wake me up by shoving his cock into my mouth. He told me that my only purpose in life was to serve him and please his cock. He used me as his cum dump, fuck toy as then would degrade me and treat me like a whore. I never had to tell him how wet my pussy got when he would slap me around and force me to suck his cock. He would reach down and grab my soaked cunt, and laugh at me for being so turned on and then spit in my face before he forced me to take his hard dick in my asshole with no lube or anything. He stretched my shit hole and ripped me open and I still wanted more. I still think about him all the time and look forward to his visits. I still crave his cock and cum and need to be treated like his whore again!

 

He Forced Me To My Knees

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I was roughly pinned against the wall, the grit of the bricks scraping against my bare back. He had cut the shirt and bra off of me mere moments ago, determined that he needed better access to me. His strong had was crushing my windpipe, and with every squeeze my cunt was dripping more and more. I was terrified, but my body was betraying me. It knew better than anyone what it was that I wanted; or more, what I needed. Getting used like this, forced to pleasure a stranger in a dirty, downtown alleyway was so close to the sick fantasies I actually craved.

He lifted me off of the needle littered asphalt. “Let me ask you one more time, bitch. Are you going to be a good girl for Master?” The submissive slut in me screamed “YES!” but my type A personality managed to choke out a “No.” He wasn’t pleased. He dropped me, letting me crumple to the concrete. It tore up my legs, and ripped away my pantyhose. My back scraped down the wall. I screamed, I bled, and my pussy leaked. He was pulling out his thick cock, throbbing and dripping. Grabbing me by the back of my head, he forced my mouth open. I stared up at him with pleading eyes.

Please, use me.

I Was In Trouble

submissive whoreHe caught me with my vibrator again and I knew that I was in even more trouble than I had been in before. He had told me that if he caught me again that the punishment would not be pleasant. I walked down the stairs to the basement where he was waiting for me. He told me to kneel with my hands in front of me. I did as I was told, and he bound my hands in gloves and lifted me up. He walked me over to where hooks hung from the ceiling and bars leaned up against the wall. He took my hands and attached them to the hook above my head. He then placed my legs in a spreader bar and attached a rod between my legs leading to my pussy. He then removed a paddle from his box, ripped open my shirt and proceeded to paddle my tits until they were bright red and my nipples were swollen. As tears rolled down my face and I tried to catch my breath he attached a wand to the bar between my legs, pushed it close to my clit and turned it on. I immediately felt my body begin to orgasm. He sat there watching me and when he could see my clit becoming engorged, he would flick it with a stick. The pain was enormous. Who would have though that orgasms could bring such unpleasantness? As I sobbed from the torture he just laughed as he turned off the lights leaving me in a dark room with only the sound of the wand and my cries.

Submissive Sex Office Whore

submissive sexDo you need submissive sex in your office? Your wife is never at your place of work, so it is the perfect time to get naughty. Although my master and boss is not back to the office yet, he gave me permission to temp for a friend of his who needs a paralegal for a few weeks while his normal woman is on Covid lock down. I was happy to take this gig too because Todd is so handsome. I was not sure what to expect. Master never admitted if Todd was a master type or just a normal boring lawyer. Either way, I was hoping he would fuck me. Yesterday was the end of my first week with Todd. I may never go back to my Master. Not only does he fuck me bent over his desk, but he also gets rough with me. He treats me like his property, like his submissive whore. He slaps my ass, pulls my hair, pinches my nipples, shoves office supplies in my fuck holes. He skull fucks me whenever he wants, even if I am on the phone. If he is on the phone and must pee, he snaps his fingers and I crawl under his desk and act as his porta-potty. It has been invigorating after being separated from my master for months. I need to be put in my place often. A whore like me does not thrive without male ownership and supervision. My ass hurts. My jaw hurts. My tits are black and blue. I have rope burns on my ankles, wrists and tits. I have a pretty purple ring around my neck too. Some girl in the office building asked me why I stayed with an abusive men. She had no clue that I was not a battered wife but a willing submissive slut.

Submissive Whores Work Hard

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Being a submissive whore is not as easy as you might think. I have to constantly do everything in my power to submit, so serve, and to please the men that use my body. It isn’t a mindless job; I have to obey every single whim and command, under fear of punishment. I say fear, but if you wake a look at my sopping wet cunt, we both know I’m not afraid. I’m desirous of being  demolished the way that a real, nasty little fucking slut would be. I need to be used like a little pain pig, showed the ropes and how they’re used, whipped, bruised, and abused until I’m leaking juice and oozing cum from my nasty little fuck holes.

The true submissive bitch can’t cum without serving, or having it done to her. I can’t masturbate my own dripping cunt anymore; it brings me absolutely no pleasure. I need to be on my knees, mouth wide open as cocks pump loads and loads of hot cum all over me. This is what I need. I need to be used like the masochistic whore I am. Are you up for the job?

What Can I Do For You?

submissive whoreI am such a submissive whore. It is my dirty little secret as most of my friends wouldn’t understand. The thought of you tying me up and putting duct tape over my mouth makes my pussy so wet. When you add nipple clamps, I can feel my pussy start to contract. I need the humiliation and pain. I want to do as you command, I want to be your slave. I want you to grab my hair and throw me to the ground, forcing me to take your hard cock deep in my mouth. Shoving it in so deep that I gasp for air. Holding your dick deep inside my mouth as your streams of cum fill my throat, gagging me. Feeling you smack my face and telling me to take it all. How you lay me on the bed and paddle my slick bald pussy until it is red and bloody. I won’t even move, no need to tie me up. I long to please you. For you to use my body as you want. All of my holes are yours, to do with what you want. I am here to please you and if that means pleasing all of your friends then I will lay there like the slut I am and take it because all I want is to make you happy. So Master, call me and tell me how I can please you.

Pain Slaves Take What They’re Given

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I’m strung up by my ankles, dangling two feet above the cold, linoleum floor. I’ve been stripped naked like the slut I am. My legs are spread, my glistening cunt on display for the onlookers. The stage lights are hot on my skin, but not as hot as the bite of the whip. The sting always follows the crack of it, but it splits on my soft skin, and I scream every time. The audience applauds, those of them who aren’t stroking their cocks, or sucking someone off, or best of all getting railed. I was on display, being beaten within an inch of my life while my cunt got soaked beyond my wildest dreams as the world looked on. i was being humiliated on public international television, and that thought alone is enough to make me damn well squirt.

Master pressed the brand into my fat ass cheek, and I scream as my skin bubbled beneath the red hot steel. His name was forever, painfully seared onto my ass, and every man I fucked from here on out would know who I belonged to. I’m a slave to him, for now and forever. I screamed as he began to whip me again, my cunt getting wetter with every fucking stroke.

A Submissive Christmas Tale

submissive whoreWhat better way to spend Christmas than being bound and used? That is exactly how my Christmas went. As I walked into the bedroom my pussy immediately got wet when I saw my present. New nipple clamps, the kind with the clasps for weights and attached to a collar and a brand-new ball gag. Of course, there was a hot naughty outfit and heels to match. He walked in with a switch and as he drew back to smack my ass, he told me to hurry and change and meet him in the basement. As I removed my clothes, I could smell the aroma from my wet pussy and as I attached the collar and nipple clips, I felt my pussy quiver. I knew not to cum though, although I don’t think I will last till I am given permission. I slipped on the outfit and heels and headed downstairs. He was standing under the bars and I walked over and raised my hands like the good slut I am. He rubbed his fingers across my slit and commented on how wet his whore was? The feel of his hand drove me wild and I shook with anticipation. Once I was fastened, he grabbed the whip and drew back…………….

Master’s Slave Gets Humilited Publicly

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The back of the train was quiet; I moaned as Master dragged His nails against the nape of my neck. My cunt was already soaked, and our game had barely begun. Master had been seated behind me for the past hour. Now, as we made our way across the countryside, the train was a bit more crowded. He stood, and opted for a seat on the other side of the car. He was facing me, watching me; I saw as he pulled a small remote control from his pocket, and pressed a button. A muffled buzzing adds itself to the ambiance, my face reddening. I was failing to control the bucking of my hips as the wireless vibrator mercilessly tickled my swollen clit. Before long. I was fighting back the need to moan loudly, to beg Master to please, please let his pathetic submissive slave cum. That was too humiliating to think of!
Master changed the settings, and suddenly I was nearly screaming. I did everything in my power to hold still. The toy was going from full blast to off, in five second increments. I was losing my mind. Suddenly, violently, the need to piss overtook the torturous pleasure. The buzzing would start, my cunt would gush, the buzzing would stop, and my bladder would scream from the fading contractions. I was in Hell.

Punish Me

submissive whoreI know that when Master puts the ball gag in my mouth I should be scared. I mean it is the prequel to a punishment, so no one can hear my screams. But that doesn’t happen. My pussy gets so wet and my nipples get hard and I get lost in my head fantasizing about which whip he will use, or will he bind me or will he run a train on me. But I never let him know I’m not scared because then he would stop. Lately I have even found myself putting it in my mouth and fastening it. I attached nipple clamps and weights and then I take a giant dildo and sit on it while using a vibrator on my pussy. I bounce up and down on that dildo taking it deep in my ass. The pain brings me so much pleasure that I have multiple orgasms before I am through. It’s so hot to me, just telling you about it is making my pussy wet again.