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Getting forcibly violated becomes a regular occurrence when you’re a filthy submissive whore like me. I’m never safe, and I know it. I look like a target; like an easy fuck, maybe even an easy kill. I let these men do whatever they want with me, even when I really don’t want it. What choice do I have? They’re bigger and stronger than me. They can use my fuck holes however they see fit.
The truth of it is, I’m addicted to it. To the home invasion, the kidnapping, the trappings. I love pain, but the root of pain is fear, and it’s the fear that is my drug. I crave strange cocks being shoved into my mouth. I need to be used like a pathetic fucking rag doll. My pussy drips at even the thought of being captured, kept, and used for my cunt as a cock sleeve.
Most women shy away; I welcome it. I walk alone at night, I dress like a twenty cent slut, and I even meander through the gang territories. There’s nothing like a true gang bang. I cry, and scream, and bleed; but inside I am loving every second of my volatile use and abuse. I get bound, tormented, and become merely an object of my captors amusement. That’s what makes my cunt cream.

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Bondage and Submission with a Young Man

bondage whoreI want to be your bondage whore. That is what my ad said on a fetish site. I used this picture to tell men I was serious and that I had my own equipment. I was getting tons of responses and that made my pussy wet. I spent a few days sifting through responses and texting with the ones who seemed the most promising for me. It was hard to decided on a man to begin with because I never suspected I would have that many responses. Just a few months ago, I could not find a man on Tinder who wanted to fuck me. Maybe as time goes by, folks are willing to take more risks? I know I am. Master gave me permission for some bondage and submission games. He would love to be the one to tie me up, but he can not escape his wife. So, placing an ad on a fetish site, was the next best thing. I settled on Teddy. He was young for a man into bondage. I was hoping he would fuck me. When he arrived, he seemed way younger than 27. I joked that I should card him. Turns out he was 18. I told him he could not know anything about bondage because he was still wet behind the ears. He pulled his belt off his jeans and whacked me across the face. I could feel my cheek swelling up. My lip started bleeding too. He manhandled me for hours, tying me up in various poses. He tied me tightly. Too tightly. I was getting rope burns on my wrists and ankles. He was so young to be full of that much hate. He reminded me of my son. He is just as angry and violent. I did not sign up for hardcore bondage games. A barely legal boy used me better than an army of seasoned masters. I think I am in love.

Anything For You

submissive whoreHe came home with that twinkle in his eye and I immediately knew what he wanted. I smiled as I walked to our little secret room and put on the newest addition he had purchased. The metal against my skin was cold and hard, my pussy was already wet. I saved the collar for him as he always likes to put it on me. He then had me stand so he could admire my body. It was not quite to his liking, so he pulled the buckles a little tighter and then snapped on the leash. I got down on all fours and crawled behind him as he led me to the basement. There he lifted me and bent me over the couch with my hands bound behind me. He took out his favorite paddle and started spanking my bare bottom. He started slowing and firm, a type of rhythmic motion. Just as I had grown accustomed to his pattern, he started striking me harder and faster. My ass was on fire, but my pussy was pulsating with desire. He saw that and took a big scoop of ben gay and slathered my juicy wet cunt with it before ramming a thick long vibrator inside. He turned it on full speed and laughed as I flinched and cried out in pain. He moved in front of me and put on a mouth brace before ramming his throbbing pre cum soaked hard cock deep in my throat.

The Making of a Whore

Submissive whoreI remember walking down the dark road that night I ran away from home. It was a cold night and all I had on was my bra and panties as I walked down the dark road.my mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me.

My mothers new boyfriend was grabbing at me and tearing my clothes off. They were both doped up and she was laughing, telling me I shouldn’t be so stingy with my body, that I should lay back and let him rape me, that I might like it! I ran out  as fast as I could.

That is when he picked me up, the man that would become my master.

He took me to his house, fed me and let me shower, But when I got out of the shower there were no clothes to put on, just chains!

He grabbed my young pussy with his dirty hands and shoved me to the ground. He was so powerful, I couldn’t fight back! within seconds, there were chains on my wrists and ankles and he was dragging my to the cellar!

He locked the chains to some eyebolts that were cemented into the concrete floor and I was sure this was the end! I watched as he undid his belt and dropped his pants. The second I opened my mouth to plead for my life, he rammed his sweaty cock down my throat!

I choked and gagged as he pulled my hair and raped my mouth!

Tears ran down my face as he punished the back of my throat, fucking it so hard! My hair was being yanked out in clumps as he continued to force his meat further and further down my esophagus, stopping only after he unleashed chunky dick spit that resembled sour milk!

I vomited all over the floor as he punched me, telling me to lick it up because that’s the only food I am getting until I learn to obey!

That was six months ago. Now I am lost without him. I am his dirty little whore and I live to please him. No other man could ever satisfy me the way he can!

 

Your Nasty and Submissive Whore

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He entered the room and told me it was time for the submissive whore to perform. I had on the fishnet jumper so my whole naked body was on display. My head bowed as he pulled my face to his. “You will do me well to do anything asked of you tonight. These are very important people, do you hear me stupid Bitch?” I nodded as he released me to my knees. My wrist was bound and he took the big paddle and told me to march as fast as my knees would allow me. The Room was dark with candles lit as one of the ten masked men pulled me close and attached my nipple clamps and ripped my body suit to attach the clit clamps. From behind me the ball gag was hooked tight. I would not be allowed to suck cock just yet. They knew my cock sucking skills would give my fuck slut holes a break form pounding. As I maneuvered to the plastic mat in front of me, my ass and back stung with the constant spanking. The golden showers surprised me as all I  could hear was the cackling laughter of my shame. I was going to be the nasty Gangbang stupid bitch to make these men come over and over, and if i dared not serve accordingly I would be subject to much more pain and degradation!

Bondage and Submission

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Bondage and submission are what I am good for, sir. That is what I told him when he asked. I did not know the man. Master sent him to me. Master owed him a favor. He thought I was a fair trade for a tit for tat deal. I do what master wants, even if it is submitting to a man he owes a favor too. I did it because I am an obedient whore. Once I knew the man wanted to tie me up, I broke out the ropes. I was too eager for him. He slapped me across the face hard. He does not like women to like it. He wants them to be annoyed and scared. I switched gears. I cannot have him reporting back to master that I am a bad slut. I started to get Bambi eyes. Big and scared like a deer in the headlights. He tied me up and I whimpered. It was not too tight, but I gave the submissive whore performance of the year acting like he was going to give me rope burns. I can make tears well up in my eyes just thinking about it. He got hard once he thought I was in pain. I gave him what he wanted because I know my livelihood was at stake. Master does not like it when I disappoint him. If I did not deliver what this man wanted, master would not be off the hook for the debt he owes. I thought I would be play acting for the duration of our time, but when he fucked my ass, I was crying. Master is not found of ass fucking. This guy was and his cock was huge. Like almost a foot long. He rammed his cock up my ass dry too. He showed me no mercy. I was no longer acting. I was crying. I was in pain. I guess it was a good thing because master would be pleased that I gave the man what he wanted. Real pain. Real tears.

It Started When I Was Young

submissive whoreFrom an early age I knew that I liked submission. I craved it. I always was drawn to the mean guys. You know the ones that degrade and were sometimes forceful. My first experience was as a teen. My boyfriend decided he would like to blindfold me and tie me up. I didn’t even hesitate and gladly agreed. He must have gotten an extra dose of testosterone that day because he was an animal. He started nice enough and teased and fucked my pussy but soon he became a little rougher. He untied me and bent me over his knee and started spanking me. With his hands between my legs he felt my pussy getting wet. That set him into overdrive, and he was soon throwing me to the bed and spanking my pussy. I think when I started to moan from excitement, he took that as a sign to use and abuse me. He took out a belt and whipped my tits, leaving them swollen and bloody. I didn’t even try to fight back. I fucking loved it. He shoved a cucumber up my ass and fucked my pussy. I moved my ass taking it in deeper. Instead of cumming in my pussy he shot his load all over my face and I licked it off my lips. His dick was hard again, and he turned me over and pounded my ass. There was nothing he could do that I said no to. I even smiled and spread my legs when he brought in his little furry friend to play.

Submissive Whore Brutalized Over Broken Condom


Submissive WhoreMaster snatched the pregnancy test from the hands of his submissive whore, and slapped me hard across the face. “You stupid cunt.” He growled as he picked me up by my throat. “I’m going to beat that fuck out of you.” I whined, but my cunt was growing wet. Master’s cock is so fucking huge, it’s not uncommon for us to have condoms bust.
I knew exactly which one this accidental knock up was from too. Six weeks ago, Master had me bound to a tree in the garden and had gotten so rough with my cunt as he forced himself into me, the condom busted right as he was spilling his sticky seed into my submissive whore snatch.
He dragged me by my hair from the bathroom, snapping me back to reality. Master bound my ankles and wrists and hung me in his favorite style just like a piñata . He grabbed his favorite baseball bat, yes the one wrapped in barbed wire, and took six solid swings straight into my belly. “I’m going to beat the fuck out of you worthless piece of shit!” Master hates little ones.
I was screaming for mercy as the bruises welled up, black and blue beneath where he beat me. He punched me in my mouth, and I spit out a bloody tooth. My poor pussy was getting so wet at all of this sadistically brutal abuse.
After an hour of being used like a punching bag, my cunt still wasn’t bleeding and Master was getting impatient, so he grabbed a big butchers knife and took quick, angry steps towards his submissive whore. Pressing the blade into my belly button, Master dragged it down to my cunt. A thin trickle of blood followed the butchers knife. It mixed with the wetness between my legs, and that seemed to calm him a bit. He grabbed me by my face, and pulled me in so close. “I’m going to let you get big, fat as a fucking house. And then, you stupid little bitch, I’m going to stick a razor sharp coat hanger up your slutty snatch and rip that thing out with my bare hands.” He was foaming at the mouth, in a hellishly evil rage. “I’ll bash that meatball’s head in and make you eat brains, just because it’s a broken condom bastard and no son of mine is being born by a whore!” He screamed, cracking me in the head with the baseball bat. That was the last thing that I remembered.

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Strange Things Bottomed Me Out During Torture Phone Sex

Torture Phone SexThere’s something sadistically sexy about torture phone sex. I myself am a masochistic whore who needs to be beaten and bloodied on a regular basis. I was given some sick and sadistic torture just the other day, and it led to the strangest object ever being shoved up my ass. I was rented out by a pair of young, cocky Wall Street fuck faces. They were high as kites, floating on some Colombian coke, and wanted to use me.
I was hung in the center of a room by my wrists and an anal hook. My arms were bound behind me, and I faced the floor, which swung several feet below me. They whipped me repeatedly, fisting my poor soaking wet cunt. This was more intense than any other torture phone sex I had ever endured, but it sure made my pussy more excited than anything ever before.
They were so fucking focused on my asshole, and the “special surprise” they had for me. Lowering me down, they let me off of the anal hook and unbound my wrists. They made me lay on my back as they used me as a human toilet, squatting their hairy assholes over my body and leaving steaming piles of shit. They made me rub it in to myself, since i was such a lowly piece of garbage myself.
They took turns forcing themselves in my poor asshole, gaping it out and then they both pissed in it! Fuck I really was a human toilet, and that disgusts me! This was true torture phone sex. Then it was time for the strangest thing that had ever been in my ass! They brought out a toilet scrubber brush to clean their new piss whore. They scrubbed my body until I was raw, scrubbed out my mouth, and then shoved that hard bristled nightmare right into my gaping asshole and cleaned out my filthy piss filled asshole. Nothing before or after has ever measured up to that anally tortured experience. I have never forgotten the excruciating pain of those hard bristles rimming out my black hole of an ass, and still to this day the very recollection gets my cunt soaking wet.

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Bondage Whore Sookie For Sale

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Bondage whore Sookie was the name that read underneath my picture on the black market. Tied up and to the bed, where I wait for my Master for the evening. Daddy was looking to have some fun with trading me in for the night. If the other day’s session did not teach me but one thing, it would have been that the unexpected scares me. Normally when I don’t know who the person is or what is coming, it always ends up being a world of pain. I’m beat, spit on, fucked and used. My pussy is most definitely always swollen and sore at the end of the night. I know daddy is probably wanting to try some new fresh meat and feels that this is the only way to satisfy him. He will only sell me for the night if he is watching as well. Daddy just loves watching me being used and abused. He loves seeing me left lying on the ground with cum leaking out all my holes, my wrists and ankles red and irritated from being bound so long. Daddy just loves using me and watching me being used. I just hope at the end of the night I have pleased all the dicks daddy has brought my way.