I was going to be the entertainment on July fourth. My master always has lavish parties because his wife is a huge premadonna who loves to show out and show off for the world. They have an agreement and she knows all about his slave pets like me. They throw a mini slave party where the slaves like me end up serving all the masters. Al his buddies have slave sluts and on their get together they bring all the pets over and the wives watch ass they give bare bottom spankings to us and treat us like total hookers. Its a huge turn on for these men. They have power and they have everything the desire. This july the fourth I had to attend and had to experience first hand episodes of fisting and gang bangs left and right. The fireworks weren’t the only thing getting off that’s for sure.
Tag: bondage and submission
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?
Bondage Whore and Torture Pig
I am such a bondage whore. I hooked up with a guy on Tinder. I knew my Master would consider it cheating. If he finds out about my encounter, he will punish me severely. He is old and no longer plays bondage games with me like he did 20 years ago. I like sensual bondage. I crave being tied up and feeling vulnerable. I thought this guy was into the same things I was into. At least that is what he told me. Everything was going according to plan initially. He had rope and silk scarves to tie me up with; he even had a few leather ties too. Once I was hogtied, however, he changed. He had me vulnerable and restrained. That is when his sadistic side came out. I guess this was karma for cheating on my Master. He had a cattle prod he used on my tits. Electric shocks pulsated through my body. No safe word was working. He wasn’t into bondage, but torture. He hated women. He kept hurling insults as he shocked my body, laughed and pissed on me. I could smell the body hair burnt from the prod. I begged to be released. He just laughed some more and said, “I’m not done with you yet whore.” Suddenly, there was a room filled with other men. They started spitting on me, kicking me and pissing on me too. The more I cried, the harder they laughed. I have no idea how long my humiliation lasted, but I smelled like an outhouse by the time they were done. I love bondage and submission games, but this was neither bondage or a game. It was torture and humiliation. When him and his friends were done with me, he let me go. All he said was, “A stupid whore should never hook up with a random stranger unless she has a death wish.” He told me I got off lucky. Perhaps I did.
Submissive Whore and Mother
A submissive whore struggles to say no to anyone, even her son. My master has never been into incest. He would be very disappointed to learn what my son does to me when I am at home. When my boy was younger, he was so sweet and loving towards me. Then he turned 18 and became Damien, the son of Satan. He blames me for everything that is wrong in his life. He has little to complain about. Thanks to my submissive relationship with my boss, he has a college education fund, a nice house to live in and health insurance. Many boys his age have none of those things. He blames me for not having a father and he hates me for being a whore. When he gets into these piss poor moods, I fear him. He was in one Friday night. I was making dinner for his younger sister and me when he came home yelling. He slapped me when I asked how his day went. In front of his sister, he pulled me into my bedroom by my hair. He tossed me on the bed and used my pantyhose to tie me up. I am a bondage whore, but a sensual one. There is nothing sensual about my son. He is rough. I honestly think he hates me. My daughter is not my biggest fan either. She thinks women should be in control because we have the power of the pussy. She looks down on me, but even she tried to reason with her brother. He locked her out of the room. She banged on the door trying to save me from his wrath like this was some sort of domestic violence incident. My son sodomized my ass and force fucked my pussy. When he came inside of me, he told me he hoped he knocked me up, so he can raise a little whore right. He left me tied up all weekend and used me as his cum dumpster. My master can never know. Please don’t tell him.
















