Tag: bondage and submission

He Bound My Hands

submissive whoreWe had the house to ourselves for a few days and I knew it was play time. He told me to shower shave and dress in what he left in the bag. I was so excited as I prepared. Would it be just me and him? Would it be him and his friends? Or would it be him and his sons? It really didn’t matter to me because as long as I felt pain and humiliation and my body was used for pleasure, I would love it. I dressed as instructed, walked down the stairs to the basement. In the middle he had set up the long stick he uses to bind my hands over my head. I saw whips, dildos, nipple clamps, butt plugs…… My pussy was soaking as he bound my hands and attached my legs to the spreader. He slapped my face, called me a bitch and laughed. Then he fastened a blind fold on my eyes, attached some nipple clamps and stuck a vibrator against my clit and left. As the clamps became heavy and my nipples bled and my clit became sore from the continual orgasm, I heard people come into the room. They laughed and I could hear zippers and pants falling to the ground. Then I felt their hands………….

Bondage Phone Sex for Life

bondage phone sexI got into this sort of work because I love bondage phone sex. Men have been tying me up since I was a schoolgirl. When I was a young girl, I hated it. I was scared. My father would tie me up all day while he was at work because he feared I would run away. Eventually, I did. But I ran right into the arms of a man who liked BDSM games too. I met my master at a bondage club in NYC that my husband took me too. My master was in his 40s then. I was 19, I think. I loved being tied up by men I knew would not harm me or leave me to die. My current master was not fond of the way my husband treated me because as he said it, my husband was not a true dome. He was just a misogynistic asshole. A couple years later, I would cross paths with my master again in an underground NYC club. The second encounter changed my world. I am still a bondage whore, but now I live in California and I have a job and a salary. I am owned and I am taken care of well. I still get tied up and left in precarious situations, however. Master misses tying me up as his bondage secretary. Coronavirus has halted our fun, but he hired a guy to break into my place last night and tie me up. It was filmed too. I had no clue this was staged, and that I was not going to die. My reactions were real. My fear was real too. The hired hand dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming and bond me in the living room. I assumed for his rape phone sex fantasies, but after being left for 6 hours chained up, my master’s voice came across the answering machine telling me I was just punished for being a dirty slut. I loved every minute of every. Every 10 hours of it that I was bound up for master’s amusement made me wet.

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I always adored the vintage ideologies; being a domesticated house whore is something so appealing to me the very thought of living that life makes my masochistic cunt soaked. I want to fully serve a Master, my Master. I want to care for his carnal needs, and his house work. When he finishes his work for the day, I want to greet him with a hot meal, and a whore worthy blow job.
He’ll be cumming in my mouth before he even wants to come into the house, If his day has been particularly stressful, I’ll let him face fuck me until I choke and gag all over him. He can take out his frustrations on me. I love alligator clamps and the St. Andrews Cross alike; punish me, Master. Make me pay for the sins of all those fools around you.
I’ll sleep at the edge of the bed, like the bitch that I am. I’ll wake you up every morning by riding you cock, making you cum a steamy cream pie into my hot, tight little pussy. Do you want to know how I came up with this delicious fantasy? I was flipping through an old Sears magazine. Nothing is more vintage than department stores, and it just got my cunt dripping.

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Bondage whore Jessica serves her master

bondage whoreMy son threw a huge party this past weekend. Everyone he knows was invited. Of course he wanted his bondage whore mommy there for when he got ready to get wild. Most of the guests didn’t even know that I was there. I spent the entire party, tied up in his bedroom. He had bound my legs together and had my hands bound together behind me. He kept me gagged except for when he would come into the room with his friends. Throughout the party, he would bring random friends of his in and make me suck their dicks. He would tell me how he wanted me to suck them harder and faster, while he watched and stroked his hard cock. Every time one of his friends would cum in my whore mouth, he would make me swallow it. He would slap me every time and tell me what a dirty cum slut I am, as he shot his load all over my face and tits. Everyone knows that I would do anything for my son. If he wants me to be his party slut, cum dumpster and take all of his friend’s loads, I will gladly swallow every creamy drop, just to make him happy! I love to serve my master.

 

 

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreA bondage whore like me gets herself into some sticky predicaments often. Too often for comfort. I do not know if it is my desperation for attention or my refusal to say no that causes my issues. Likely, it is a mixture of both. My daughter has this boyfriend. He is 22, so just a babe to me. I have seen him checking me out as much as that annoys her. My girl is not a fan of her mom. We do not have the typical my mom is my best friend kind of relationship. Never have and never will. When her boyfriend said he wanted to fuck my hot ass, I felt no loyalty to my daughter. I let him. I should have known it was a set up. He tied me up and laughed at me. He said he has already had the best and tightest pussy in the house, why would he step down from that. He told me if you have prime rib one night why would you eat Spam the next night? He was not fucking me. He was humiliating me for my daughter’s amusement. I realized he was filming it. I was tied up on my bed, while he called me names. Fat ass, worthless cunt, stupid whore were the nicest things he said to me. He pissed in my face as the final insult. No, I take that back. The final insult was when he left me tied up covered in piss and no one rescued me until two days later. Welcome to my submissive whore life.

Who wants to chat?

I have always been open about my bondage habits and so I get a lot of people interested in bondage chat. Many are curious as to what extremes I will go to, some want to know the pain levels involved and my least favorites are the ones who want to tell me that I am a whore and that sex and bondage are wrong. The chats that I enjoy the most however are the ones who are interested in getting their partner involved ad what they need to do. I usually recommend so research online and a simple under the mattress bondage kit that you can buy at any local adult store. I do explain that this is not everyone’s cup of tea and to not be upset if their partner is not into it. I also recommend that they try the bondage themselves so that they also have an understanding of how it feels and the loss of control. I also recommend videos to watch together and if they want to go further then to try classes and seminars put on by the local kink groups to help with their levels of experience. Most are very thankful and will be more open-minded to trying new things with their partners. I am really glad that I can help these people feel more at ease and to help the kink community grow.

Sucking Off The President

Submissive Whore Tracy

For a little while, I had an internship in the White House. But I got myself into some trouble when I decided I wanted to be the next Monica Lewinsky and suck off the President. I started seducing him from day one, wearing tight and revealing outfits when I had to deliver paperwork to him. I would always make sure to drop my pen or my clipboard, and bend over in front of his desk.

Well one day, Mr. President asked me to tie his shoe for him, so of course I knelt down behind his desk next to his chair. What I found was that presidential cock ready for me to suck off. I won’t comment on the size, but to be able to suck off a world leader was absolutely delicious. I put Lewinsky and Clinton to shame with how devotedly I throat fucked that dick. I got a promotion, and hired on at the White House full time. For three years I was deep throating that POTUS dick, making sure I drained those balls.

I won’t comment on which president was, but I will say that I’ve tasted worse. Unfortunately I got let go when the vice president walked in on us, and he wasn’t as thrilled with a repeat scandal. I can still however say that I royally and loyally drained the balls of the leader of this country for several years, and that’s not something every fucking slut can boast of.

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I am a Bondage Whore

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. I do not have regular dates like most single women. I am submissive. I do not want to be wined and dined or spoiled like a princess. That is because I know my place. My father and ex-husband drilled it into me that I was nothing but a worthless whore born to be a cum dumpster. I have a master now and he is into bondage. He punishes me with bondage too. He found out about some of my quarantine activities and was not happy. He sent a much younger and stronger man to punish me. I thought Master was coming over, but it was not him. He sent a surrogate who he paid to film my punishment. At first, I thought I had won the lottery. I mean this man was buff. Been a long time since I was with a younger guy as buff as that for some bondage games. I flirted and he smacked me. That made my cunt drip. I know. I am not right in the head. He told me I needed slave training and that he was hired to adjust my attitude. His voice was emotionless. The more he was in my presence, the scarier he became. He could have snapped my neck in a heartbeat. I felt confident that Master wanted me alive, but I knew this guy could beat me into submission too. He tied me up and tossed me on the bed like a dirty whore. With a ball gag in my mouth, I could barely scream as he penetrated my ass. The biggest and thickest cock to ever penetrate my ass. It was like someone shoved a wine bottle up my ass. I was crying. Legit crying. I felt like I was broken again. My ass felt like it needed medical attention. Master is not a violent man. I guess that is why he sent in a surrogate to remind me that I am a nothing but a submissive whore.

Caitlin’s Cum Walk Competition

Submissive phone sexI finally had the chance to redeem myself with my new owner!

He told me he was taking me to a very special party and that I needed to be perfect!

He had to prove to everyone that he had the best submissive whore in town!

He had the servants bath me. It was the first time my cunt had been cleaned since I got there. The slippery soap felt so soothing as it lathered up my used cunt!

I was dressed in the fanciest lingerie and fitted with a collar and lead that attached to the cuffs that pulled my hands behind my back.

Finally something that made me feel like he was proud to own me!

We arrived at the party and there were several man standing in circles around whores that were kneeling and crying, each man stroking his hard dick and forcing it in her unwilling mouth!

He yanked my chain and pulled me closer, angrily whispering that I was to be the best Bukkake whore here, or else!

I took my place in my own circle with 6 or 7 cocks at eye level.

I looked up at each with a smile as they fucked my face and played with my tits.

My owner was so impressed with my eager compliance and soon men were leaving their circle to come to mine!

Then several of them splattered that dick spit all over my face and tits! I was completely drenched and it just kept coming!

I held my tongue out, begging for their cream like I was catching snowflakes!

As the men finished draining their balls, my owner came over and removed my cuffs and held out his hand to help me up!

I smiled at him through my cum blinded eyes and turned, holding my head high as I proudly walked through the room!

As cock cream dripped from my face to my tits and I saw the beaming face of my owner…

I knew…

I

Would always be

The Cum Walk

Champion!

Submissive whore needs to be punished

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I thought that I could get away for a little while today without my son finding out. I was invited out for brunch with the girls and I really wanted to go. I know the rules of being owned by him and being his submissive whore. I know that I am supposed to ask him for permission before I do anything at all. I thought a little punishment would be worth getting to go out for a little while. When my friend dropped me back off at my house, he was there waiting for me. I could tell that he was angry with me. He walked right up to her car as I was getting out and grabbed me by the arm. He slapped me hard across the mouth, busting my lip. He yelled at me and called me a stupid bitch for not asking to go out. Before he forced me to my knees, he made me tell my friend that I was his property and that I deserved to be punished. The car door was still open with my friend staring in shock as he pulled his dick out and shoved it into my mouth and down my throat. I could hear strands of my hair being ripped out as he held a fistful of it and force fucked my face. Blood, drool and tears ran down my chin and neck as he told me to get ready to take his cum. He pulled out and shot his hot, creamy load all over my face. I’ve never been more embarrassed and humiliated. My face was burning with shame as I walked into the house to take the rest of my punishment.