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Water Bondage And Submission

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My master decided to try something new. It is called water bondage and submission. I am a little afraid but I must submit to his desires. He leads me to the basement where he has a water tank set up. We begin with rope bindings being applied to my ankles, knees, thighs, tits, and arms. I become more and more aroused as each rope is applied and each knot is tied. Next he applies the nipple suckers, which will bring my nipples to their full hardness and make them so ultra sensitive. He attaches the ropes to the pulley which lifts me and suspends me into the air. I am at his mercy. He kisses me deeply telling me how much he enjoys playing with his submissive slut and that we will enjoy exploring the world of water bondage together. My heart is racing. I am unsure what to expect. He fondles my clitoris. My pussy is gaping open due to the position I am tied. He tells me he knows his pet is excited from this play as my pussy is soaking wet. I must admit to my master that his mere touch arouses me. My master begins by spraying my legs with the icy cold water coming from the high powered hose. If I were not bound so tightly, I would probably retreat from the water, getting me into trouble, so I am thankful for the bindings which hold me securely in place. He then moves the water to spray in my face, momentarily taking my breath. He moves lower and aims towards my stomach. He opens up the nozzle wider and can hit my whole body all at once. The icy water feels like pins pricking my skin over and over. It begins to hit my gaping cunt, sending shock waves though me. This is similar to being spanked with a cat-o-nine, but so much more intense. The water hitting my clitoris is driving me crazy as I beg my master to allow me to come. He tells me to hold it. He does not want his slave coming so quickly. It is pure torture trying to hold back. My pussy is tingling. I want to come so badly, but I must obey!

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Riding With Strangers

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Just another Thursday night, another job with another john. What could go wrong, right? Usually when I do a job, there are at least a few limits in place, mainly don’t kill me, don’t leave permanent damage, and leave me able to at least WALK AWAY from a job once we’re finished. The night starts off pretty per norm. Leather belts, wooden paddles, whips and chains, and bare bottom spankings. They seemed like a pretty solid group of guys, maybe one or two newbies. Wasn’t really my place to judge them, my place is on the floor, at their mercy.

First things first, me naked on the ground, crawling around with a ball gag in my mouth for their amusement. Pointy nipple clamps are attached to my sensitive nipples and hungry hands are roaming my flesh, pushing me this way and that. Spankings are administered, first with hands, then toys. The newbies are too rough, breaking my skin open too soon into the evening. That ruins the fun for everyone, the whole point is to draw the pain out throughout the entire night, I’m not supposed to be this bloody until morning.

The newbies are also too quick to bruise me, to break bones, which is sort of a rarity. They stomp my hands and ankles, hobbling my crawling to a snail’s pace. There is nothing sexy to me about any of tis and the other guys are put off as well. I’m bleeding heavily and barely able to limp out the door and onto the sidewalk when someone pulls up to me. “Help” is all I can say.

He puts me into his back seat, then drives for about five or so minutes. He pulls over and crawls in back with me, cock already out and leaking. I’m not wearing any panties, so it’s easy enough for him to spread my legs and thrust deep inside my pussy. It actually starts to feel really fucking good as he rocks that rod inside me and I’m enjoying myself as I feel him bust his nut in me. He drives me to the hospital and sets me on the sidewalk in front of the ER covered in blood and jizz. I’ll tell them I got mugged, or something.

Prostate Milking Lessons

prostate milking RobynHe put a pair of cute little black panties on me and a cute little lack laced bra. My black collar with it’s silver spikes locked firmly around my neck, Nipple clamps on and tightened all the way down. Ball gag is in place and leather cuffs locked on my wrists and ankles. Master has a lesson set up for me and I have to be shackled and paying close attention. It seems master has discovered the pleasure of prostate massage and I learn from the best what prostate milking is all about. Of course I can’t be free to speak or move while being taught, thus the shackle and ball gag. My confining state will insure that I am paying close attention and that I don’t miss any of the lesson before me. As soon as she is done showing me I will have a demonstrative quiz to insure that I learned well. If I don’t pass I know that I will be punished so I must pay close attention.

Dreaming OF Ivy

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I’ve been reading up on some other websites and my all-time favorite is snuffphonesex.com. The girls there are HARDCORE, more so compared to me. What really threw me for a loop was the number of dominant and dead sexy females on this website.

My personal favorite is Ivy, now THAT is one twisted bitch! I could easily imagine my worthless self on my knees in front of the terrifying Goddess, ready to take whatever she sees fit to give me. I could beg like the pathetic whore that I am just for a scrap of her time, screaming for attention both positive, but mostly negative. I could provoke her into punishing me, eager to feel those perfectly manicured fingernails dig into my flesh as she twists and rips my skin.

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My pussy is dripping wet, just imagining what she could do to me, her perfect stilettos kicking and stomping my useless flesh, breaking bones and bruising organs. Her perfect hands slapping and punching my pretty face, my blonde hair being pulled and yanked as I’m dragged across the floor to a table filled with instruments of torture.

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Knives dragged across pale skin, spilling blood in delicate trails, digging down into muscle and hitting bone. The lovely Death enjoys the liberties she takes with my body as she carves and chisels my body into a more pleasing form covered in blood and viscera. I’ll writhe and moan as the blade dances across my left nipple, the pain such a rush. I’d cum so hard as the Goddess slowly chokes the life out of me. Can’t wait to talk to the ladies at snuffphonesex.com and make my punishment dreams cum true!

Will You Be My Daddy?

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I have a confession… I really miss my Daddy. And I was actually wondering if you would mind being my Daddy? I would just love to be Daddy’s subby slut! Since my Daddy abandoned me and all you know, I have some Daddy issues. I am sure though, you will be the perfect Daddy for me! I want Daddy to have a nice big cock to teach me lessons with and I want to learn how to do everything just right from Daddy, because I hear that Daddy’s really do know best. That really does make a lot of sense. I would do anything to please my new Daddy, you know. After not having a Daddy for so long, I am feeling extra submissive for my Daddy. And I would totally be okay with and understand if you ever needed to spank me or punish me in anyway Daddy, that is the only way to teach me and get me to be the perfect daughter. It’s not fair that you had to sit on the side and watch me grow up, getting this perfect little boobies and messing around with these silly boys with no experience when Daddy is right here to show me exactly how a real man does it, right? I would just love for you to be my Daddy, I would be your perfect little angel…and do anything to please you!

The Strangest Punishment

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By far, the strangest punishment I’ve ever had didn’t involve pain, just discomfort and sensory deprivation. Master began my initiation as his personal plaything by robbing me of my individuality, my sense of self, hell… All of my senses put together except for sight, sound, and smell.

Master zipped me into a skin tight black latex body suit, tied my hands behind my back, strapped a ball gag into my mouth, and left me on the floor.

For five days I lay in a puddle of my own piss, desperately clenching to hold my shot inside of my ass. No food or water, no relief, and what was even worse was the lack of communication or even acknowledgement from Master.

Even at my most disobedient, where I lie on the floor shrieking though my ball gag, writhing in my piss puddle trying to get Master’s attention, He just stepped over me and went about his business.

By day two I wanted to end our arrangement, by day three I just wanted to leave, but by day five I was in the most sensitive state that my body had ever been in in my entire life. I was drawn taut like a violin string with my quim trembling in anticipation.

Master didn’t say a word to me as he untied me, unzipped the suit, and physically dragged me into the bathroom and threw me onto the toilet as a rush of shit left my body. Still treating me as subhuman, Master tossed me into the shower and turned the cold water on high as he hosed me off, cleaning me fully with powdered detergent sprinkled on my body.

I’m dragged to the cleaning cupboard and am made to clean the messes I had left from my five day stay here. One thing is for certain now; I am deeply in love with my Master now, I exist only for his pleasures and his desires.

Bare bottom spankings with Naomi

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I love watching porn. Porn helped me become the submissive bitch you see today. Watching porn made me realize the sound of Bare bottom spankings made my pussy wet. I started searching porns with spankings and it turned me on to BDSM. I because a sub. I love losing control. Not making any decisions and being told what to do. After experiencing so more extreme bondage, I was in love. I want it nastier, I want a master who can degrade me and make me feel worthless. I want to get to that level of extreme submission. I want a master who is incredibly dominate. I am willing to take it all master. Treat me like your fucking slave. Make me worship and clean your feet with my tongue. Make me beg for your cock. Tie me up and whip my naked body. Force me to fuck random things as I am tied up. Please master do your worst.

S and M Porn

submissive whore robynHe watches porn often. Usually I am right next to him and he acts out the scenes with me. I am whipped, tied up, fucked, used and abused just like the porn star on the screen in front of us.
But last night he locked me in my cage and watched by himself. I could hear the porn clearly and even with out the TV glowing in front of me I knew exactly what was going on.
I expected him to drag me out of my cage when it was all over and act out his favorite scenes. But the TV went silent and he never came.
Feeling frustrated, I curled up in my cage and was soon fast asleep. My dreams were filled with images based on what I heard coming from the bedroom.
Suddenly the images in my dream were reality as I felt the searing pain of being dragged from my cage by the hair. Then the blow to my head and everything went black.
When I came to I was bound and in the car, speeding down the highway. It was just like it was in the movie he was watching and I knew what would happen next.
I was about to be beaten and abused and left on the side of the road, bleeding and full of cum….

Always a BDSM Slut

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I remember the way I grew up – a total submissive slut. My parents wanted me to be there little fuck toy and used me to advertise/sell/make money. Any way they could find. Even sharing with friends… I was used over and over again. My cunt is still tight, just like a lil teen pussy that is begging to be fucked. That’s what my master is doing to me currently. Renting me out to all his friends, watching as I get roughly gangbanged. He loves to see me all bound up and helpless to what is happening to me. He knows that I secretly love it too. It was afterall exactly how I was raised and what I was raised for. I know he’ll be using me to advertise his store in no time too… I’ll be the product of sex. That’s how he reels everyone in. My tight teen body and a bald cunt that needs to be abused and used. He literally advertises that…I’m part of a deal. A kinda buy one get one free kinda thing. His subby slut just can’t say no! No matter how bad they treat me I take it like a greedy whore.

My Introduction To BDSM

submissive whore LeahMost people in the lifestyle choose to enter into it.
Safe words are put in place, limits are established, boundaries are respected.
My first taste of the lifestyle wasn’t exactly that, a taste.
It was more like a force feeding…
Shortly after the spanking incident I was walking home from the bar. I stupidly declined my friend’s offer to go with me, so that’s exactly why the men in the black van were able to grab me off of the street.
One minute I’m getting jump tackled and knocked out, then I wake up in a creepy warehouse with the lights off.
I’m tied up, but still in my dress. My panties are missing, but I feel fine. My arms and legs are trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and I have no hope of moving by myself.
The lights go on, and to my left I see a group of women wearing latex body suits all tied to support beams. Various parts are naked and on display, so vulnerable looking..
A large group of men walk in, carrying an array of whips, paddles, knives, and…. candles?
They walk past me to the bound women, untying each one and throwing them to the floor.
They unzip their pants and piss all over the women, jeering at them and letting them know that this is all they’re good for.
Then they drag the women to a set of metal tables I hadn’t noticed before, shackling them to the tables and cutting open the suits in certain places.
One of them grabbed me and threw me onto a chair, leaving the gag on my mouth but taping my eyelids open.
They start on the women with the riding crops, slowly whipping their tits until their nipples begin to swell and bleed before moving south to their pussy lips.
Surprisingly, the screams aren’t really screams…
They use the thin twine to string up their breasts, pulling until the skin begins to go near blue.
The candles are lit and the wax is used to burn trails of pain down already abused flesh.
So that’s what they were for…
moans and sighs fill the air, confusing the hell out of me, but even I can’t deny how fucking turned on I am by the show.
The knives carve pretty patterns into creamy skin, slicing through latex. Red on black set on a pale canvas, such beautiful artwork.
The men all look at me, apparently it’s my turn….