I wake up confused, my whole body is aching and hurting relentlessly. I realize that I am tied upbound on the bed in a position ideal for fucking all of my holes. I feel my head pounding and can now feel my holes are full of cum. I feel the bruises on my face, my whole body has blood on it and I start to panic thrusting my body against the ropes and chains holding me into place. That’s when I hear the footsteps approaching, and I know I should be scared. What’s going on? How did I get here? Did they drug me? A few men walk up to me, their cocks are already hard and the one who is in charge says “Good you’re awake it’s time to see how much we can get you to beg and scream you fucking whore” I start to open my mouth to protest but instead he pushes his cock all the way down my throat. He grabs my throat, choking me with his hands and cock at the same time. I am trying everything to move and wiggle around but it’s useless. He does this till I start to blackout before he stops, and I start gasping for breath. The others start their torture, pulling my nipples hard, slapping me, and forcing a cock in every hole. I feel like a sex slave, and I guess I am because who knows if I will ever get out of this. Once they all fuck me raw, they line up and one by one cum all over my face. When they finished with me, they tied me up like a pig about to be roasted. I was humiliated and stuck there like that till the next time they needed to use me.
Tag: bondage and submission
Submissive Whore
Bondage Whore Bernice
I am a bondage whore. I enjoy being tied up. My old master loved bondage games. My current master, however, is more hardcore. Bondage is not what he enjoys most unless it leads to hardcore fucking which it did last night. He tied me up on my bed. I thought he would just leave me vulnerable and no way to get lose. He did tie me up and leave me, but he came back with reinforcements. He came back an hour later with about 10 men. Men I had never seen before. At first, they just circled around me like vultures waiting for me to die. I was scared and that is what my master wanted. He gets off on my fear. His friends liked smelling my fear too. I had no idea what they were going to do to me. I had no idea who they were either. I know most of master’s friends and colleagues, but these guys looked like men he picked up off the street. They were a rag tag bunch that master paid to fuck me. I was tied up, vulnerable and free game to their sexual depravities. The men pissed on me. They gang banged all my fuck holes. Fisted me. Fucked me some more. Laughed at the dirty bitch tied up. I asked Master why I was being punished. He just looked at me and said, “You aren’t being punished whore. I am being rewarded.” I was being used as submissive whore for his amusement and pleasure.
Bondage and Submission No Matter What
Bondage and submission are what I am good at doing. Tie me up and make me obey you. I admit that I can be unruly at times. I was not feeling well this weekend. I caught a bug or something, and master wanted to play. I told him I was sick; and I politely said I was sorry then goodbye. I crawled back into bed I should have known that it wouldn’t be that simple. Nothing ever is for a slave. I was fast asleep in some sort of sickness coma when I was yanked from my bed. Master was in my house and he was not happy. He tossed me on the floor and kicked me a few times before he pissed on my face to wake me up. I was alert then. He pulled me up by my hair and shoved me down on his cock. He said his needs come before anything else. Period. No excuses ever. He said he didn’t care if I had Ebola, if he wanted his cock sucked, I was sucking his cock. I ended up puking on his dick. I tried to tell him that I warned him I was sick, but he wanted no excuses, just results. He just wanted his cock sucked. And now, he wanted the mess cleaned up too. As if I was not sick enough already. I licked the puke up and struggled not to vomit again. I sucked his cock with a high temperature feeling like death warmed over. But according to my master, that is what a submissive whore does.
Submissive Whore
I was walking to my car it was pretty late at night and I had been drinking. I was all dolled up in a mini dress and heels. I looked sexy and fuckable. I guess I wasn’t paying attention to my surroundings because as soon as I unlocked my car and opened the door there was a man right there in my face with a shiny black gun. I gasped and he told me “Do as your told or I’ll kill you, get in the car you fucking whore.” I did as I was told and he rode passenger while I drove. He was silent the whole time. Only to tell me where to turn. I didn’t know where we were at all. I was terrified and knew he was probably going to kill me. He stopped us in the middle of nowhere. There was nothing around. No lights just trees and fields and I knew this was it. He forced me out of the car. I started begging him at this point but he slams the butt of his gun into my face. Shutting me up and knocking me out. I wake up naked in the field blood on my face and feel it bruising and swollen. He must have drug me out here after he knocked me out. Before I can form another thought he’s there. Forcing the gun all the way into my mouth. He tells me he had been watching me all night and knew I was a Submissive Whore. He told me he knew he could have me. Force me. take me and do whatever he wanted with me. He told me all of this while he brutally fucked me. He kept his gun in my mouth till he finished, or so I thought. He flipped me over and I tried to crawl away. Crying and screaming but he dragged me back towards him. He forces his cock into my tight asshole. Slamming it in harder and deeper as I scream in agony. He’s degrading me and hurting me as much as he can physically as I am trying to getaway. That was a big mistake! I get another blow to the head knocking me out as he fucks my tight ass.














