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.
Tag: bondage and submission
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.
I am a Bondage Whore
I 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
I 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
Submissive whore is what my master calls me. He came over last night and I could tell that he was in a dark mood. He reminded me that I am his submissive little whore and that he could do whatever he wanted to my body. He tied me down tight to the table and then brought out his knives. He started slowly tracing the ropes with the smallest one and then brought out the big boy. Normally the big knife doesn’t make an appearance but tonight was a no holds barred kind of night. He cut off the bra and panties that I was wearing and slowly traced my nipples and clit with the sharp end of the knife. I was scared and crying but that just turned him on more. He removed the gag that I had in and shoved his cock in my mouth and down my throat. As I was choking and crying more he started rubbing my clit with his fingers. As I got close to orgasm he told me that I could cum but he was going to leave a mark on my pretty body while I did. As I came he sliced just above my left nipple. He was really turned on by then and finished down my throat a few strokes later. Now I will always have a reminder of who I belong to.
Roles Reversed
My pussy won’t stop getting wet with thinking about what I did to you. I loved how I was able to strip you naked and tie you to the bed. I wanted you so badly but you needed to see, you needed to feel just like I do. I wanted you to feel the sensations you make me feel. I made you watch me strip down naked. I rubbed my pussy a little bit so you could see just how wet I was from seeing laying there all helpless like that. I crawled on your face and started riding it. I was smothering you with my pussy and there was nothing you could do about it. I rode your tongue letting it fuck me, making me cum all over your face and mouth. You could see my juices running down your face. It was making me so wet. You tried to fight it and pretend like you don’t like it but I can see your cock getting hard. I know you love when I make you eat this pussy of mine. Be a good boy and make me cum again and maybe next time I will let you fuck me.



















