Bondage and submission games are right up my alley, but sometimes they get out of hand even for a bondage slut like me. Master has decided I can play with men at night if they are dominant men and I do not lose sight of what I am. I was all set to go on Tinder to look for some kinky fun, when a guy answered my Fet Life ad from weeks ago. He was local and wanted to explore some bondage fantasies floating around in his mind. He has this damsel in distress sort of fantasy. He wanted to tie me up like a home invasion gone wrong. He comes to my rescue but finds me bound and gagged and is aroused. Instead of rescuing me, he exploits the situation and violates me while I am incapacitated. Honestly, hearing him describe the scenario made my cunt wet. I wanted to see where this would go too. He came over and tied me up. Left me on the living room floor bound and gagged like a piece of luggage. When he left, I thought he would never return to explore his rape phone sex fantasies, but he did. Just not alone. What we agreed on, did not happen. It sort of happened, but he brought 5 extra men to take advantage of me. They were not nice either. No safe words worked. They kicked me while I was on the ground. Pissed on me while I was curled up in a ball on the floor. When they untied me, they fucked me violently. Ass, pussy and mouth. Nothing was off limits. They coated me in cum and piss and laughed at how gullible I was for falling for this scam. The joke was on them; however, I love being used like a submissive whore.
Tag: bondage and submission
Bondage Whore Bernice
I love being a bondage whore. Tie me up. Restrain me with anything was how my Fet Life ad began. I was getting tons of responses, but only one guy was in my own city. I was afraid it might be master. He does not mind me doing phone sex, but if I meet in real time with anyone, I need prior approval. It is not ever granted anymore because I was a bad whore during the pandemic. The time apart from my master during the pandemic was worse for me than it was for him. I hooked up with as many dominant men as I could, until I was busted and punished. I am back in the office being an office submissive slut again, but at night and on the weekends, I crave bondage. This past weekend was a three-day weekend, so I knew I had to arrange something for myself. I am an addict when it comes to bondage. David arrived on Friday night. He left Monday morning. I would like to say we got along well, but he tied me up Friday night and left me that way until he left Monday morning. He brought his own rope and was good with knots. A little too good. I was in pain. The ropes were cutting off my circulation. They were cutting through my flesh too. I was hoping he would fuck me. I wanted to be bound and fucked. He had no desire to fuck a used-up whore like me. He just needed a place to squat for a few days to hide from a guy he owed money too. He tied me up and left me in my room. No food. No bathroom breaks. My bed was my potty and my mouth was his potty. He pissed on me, ate my food, slept on my couch and humiliated me for 72 hours. It was not the bondage and submission I was wanting.
S&M Video: Newton’s Sadistic Nipple Cradle
I pretend that I’m a strong woman, but I’m really just a piece of slutty, submissive meat for my Master to use however it pleases him. Once I found out that my cunt poured a fucking river of bitch grease every time I got hurt, when I realized my submissive snatch responded to pain, I was done for. I never could keep my slutty fingers out of my slick little slit. Master has warned me not to touch his cunt without permission, but I woke up yesterday with my filthy fingers pumping pathetically in and out of my pussy.
I had gotten so horny I’d started finger fucking myself in my sleep! Well, Master caught me and I knew I’d pay dearly for my transgressional sins against His Pleasure. Master said we were going to make a hot S&M Video. He dragged me by my hair into his Chamber of Faith, as he called it. I had to put faith in the fact he wouldn’t kill me every time he forced me in for a punishment or play session. Master likes it rough, needs it rough. He bound me up, and attached needle tooth alligator clamps onto my sensitive, swollen nipples.
I cried out in pain; my cunt pulsed in pleasure. Master attached the weights, and started to swing a most sadistic Newton’s Cradle. And then…
Bondage Phone Sex Makes Me Wet
Bondage phone sex is my safe place. I know that sounds weird, but I love being tied up and helpless. When I have had a stressful day or week, nothing takes the stress away better than being tied up. I was so happy that my favorite bondage club opened back up this week. It is allowing fewer people inside, but something is better than nothing. It has been closed for over a year. The day I got a text it was reopening, I went. I had to wear a mask, but that was just in the common areas. When a man took me to a room, we could take our masks off. I dressed up for the occasion. I did my hair and nails. I wore make-up too. I wanted to be some one’s bondage whore. I needed to be. My first two weeks back to work have been stressful and painful. Getting tied up would help me escape. Dave selected me. He said I had a perfect body for bondage. I have heard that before too. Big tits and a fat ass make me a bondage master’s wet dream. He had some blue rope to bind me with. He was an expert in rope too. He tied me up in several different positions. Ball tie, hog tie, crab tie, reverse tie, breast tie, prayer tie…. All the bondage positions, he knew. We were in the private room for hours while he was practicing his bondage techniques. We ended our session with some horizontal suspension bondage. The room we were in had all the proper equipment for suspension bondage. While I was naked and hanging from a bar by my feet with my hands bound behind my back, he pissed on me. In this club, we are not supposed to exchange any bodily fluids. It is a legit BDSM club, but he said that I was such a good bondage and submission whore that I deserved a treat. I would have eaten his shit and I hate scat. That is just how excited I was to be tired up by some one who knew what he was doing.
















