As I lay spread-eagled across the cold wooden floorboards of my bedroom in submission position – hands cuffed behind my back by tight ropes – I allow myself to succumb entirely into my submission fantasy.
In my mind’s eye I see him approach me slowly.
He looks at me hungrily – his eyes scanning my naked body from head to toe.
He takes his time examining every curve until he finally speaks:
“Well… What do we have here?”
A shiver runs down my spine at his dominating presence as he looms over me.
“A little submissive whore begging for attention,” he growls softly.
He reaches into his pocket for what seems like an eternity before pulling out a leather strap
“Now listen closely,” he says menacingly while circling me slowly.
“I own every inch of this body – every single drop of blood coursing through these veins.
My heart races eagerly at his commanding words.
Without warning he cracks the strap against my skin.
I cry out at each sharp sting – feeling myself getting wetter by each strike.
He continues unrelentingly until my skin glistens with
His dominance sends spine-tingling shivers through me – filling me up.
Tag: bondage and submission
My Submission Fantasy: A Tale of Bondage and Submission
Bondage Whore Bernice Spent Friday Night All Tied Up
Being a bondage whore ties me up often. Did you see what I did there? I know I am not as clever as I think, but I found myself in a predicament recently. My master let me bring home a man from the BDSM club who wanted to tie me up on my bed. Master knows this man, so he trusted him with his prized pony, me. But I had no say in the matter. None. I do not say no to master. No submissive slave does.
This guy wanted a rope bunny. Older man like my master, so I underestimated how well he could tie me up. He tied me up in over 20 different bondage and submission poses. With each pose, he took pictures and sent them to my master. Too bad my master could not witness this. This man tied me up better than anyone ever has. But don’t tell my master that.
The Life of a Rope Bunny Does Not Appear Dull
However, this guy got some sort of emergency mid play and left. Although he told me that he would be back shortly. He never came back. He left me tied up on my bed. I had no way to call anyone for help as he bound my hands behind my back. I could not really get any leverage to roll either. If I did roll, I risked injury falling off the bed. Neither my daughter nor my son stayed home. It was a Friday night. They went out on dates.
My son came home first. But he did not help me. However, he did help himself to my asshole. He sodomized his submissive whore mommy. I could smell the booze on his breath, and it reminded me of my daddy a few decades ago. I could not even fight my son because of the position I was in. When my daughter came home, she untied me. But she found me hours later, covered in cum and piss. I peed my bed. However, my son pissed up my whore asshole too.