I went to Master’s house as planned and the house was dark. I was afraid that my stupid cunt self had misheard and had been mistaken. Master will be so angry I’m not allowed to soil his home without his permission. I started to leave quickly hoping maybe it would go unnoticed to avoid his wrath but that’s when I noticed a faint light coming from the bedroom. I walk towards it, I peeked in and saw Master standing at the window. The room was lit with candles and on the bed as pair of black latex panties. I entered I knew he sensed me but he did not turn around, I undressed and put on what he had left for me. “Lay down” he said in a low voice. I did as I was told my heart beating fast, unsure if I had angered him somehow. He very turned around he removed his shirt and stood before me leaving his pants on. He ran his hands over my legs and up to my pussy rubbing over the panties he left for me and he smiled. “Good girl” I could see the bulge in his pants I was so happy to be praised. He turned and I did not see what he grabbed. He then proceeded to squeeze my tits and teasing the nipples to get them hard. It felt good I didn’t want him to stop, a part of me really enjoyed this more kind sensual side of him. I closed my eyes and then I heard it. The sound of a lighter, I opened my eyes to start seeing him bring the open flame close to my left nipple. It’s started to burn and I screamed. He reached his hand up and covered my mouth, taunting me with the fire. My eyes watered as I felt myself being burned. I cried and felt stinging he began to shout at me. Calling me trash that’s meant to be burned, that I would be a waste of space in a landfill. He had his cock out now as he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me off the bed. He yanked my hair and pulled me onto my knees his cock ramming directly into the back of my throat, while he thrust back and forth. He grabbed a candle nears us and head it above my head as I choked on his cock I felt wax falling and burning my cheek and tits. He cock erupted in my mouth as I started shrieked. He pulled out to allow me to swallow and breath again. He told me to get dressed and leave his sight. He said a whore like me can stay dirty until I made it back to my hole. I felt so unworthy of his time.
Tag: bondage and submission
His Whore
Master’s friends came over to watch the game. I was the entertainment. Master made me wear only a bra and panties with 6-inch heels. I served snacks and drinks until Master asked me to do more. He loves showing his buddies that he a full control over me. He charged his friends $200 each to fuck me. When he wants me to be a whore, I obey. One by one I took them into the bedroom and let them fuck my tight pussy. I fuck so many guys that my cunt swelled from the heavy pounding. But I never stopped, I sucked and fucked like a porn star, I wanted to make Master proud, I’d do anything to please him. When he says “jump,” I say “how high?”. Plus, fucking Master’s friends felt really good. All of those dicks fucking my tight holes felt amazing.
Bondage Whore Bernice
I want to be your bondage whore. Nothing gets me wetter than being tied up, helpless and at your mercy. I met Tony at a bondage club. We hooked up afterwards. He knew how to tie a strong knot. He bound my legs together and restrained my arms securely behind my back. I couldn’t move. I couldn’t even wiggle my hands out of the ropes. Sometimes guys don’t secure me properly and I can undue the ropes. I am double jointed in the left arm, which helps me get out of predicaments like this one. Tony knew my secret, so he secured me in away that my ability wouldn’t help me. I felt totally restrained. I just met him, so I had no clue what he could do. It was risky bringing a stranger back to my place. I have done it before and it has rarely gone well. One guy left me tied up for three days. Left me alone. No food. No water. No ability to get to the bathroom. My son and daughter found me when they came home from a three day weekend with their father. I told them a burglar got into the house, but I never believed that they bought my story. The same thing could have happened with Tony. It didn’t happen. Tony took his time with this submissive whore. He circled me like a hungry vulture deciding what he could do to me now that I couldn’t fight back. He spit in my face. He smacked my big tits. He sodomized my ass with a beer bottle. He pissed on me. He even took a huge dump between my tits, then pushed them together to smear the shit around. I was not expecting that. He came on my shit covered tits. I thought he was going to leave me there smelling and bound, but he untied me, so I could take a shower. It was a degrading evening. What would you do to me if you had a captive audience?