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Dirty Slut Tortured, Punished and Gang Banged

BDSM phone sexYour slave has been a little whore right under your nose. I went out the night before and brought 5 men over to gangbang me until morning. Once you wake up, you know what has occurred the night before, but try to give me the chance to confess. I lie to you, and say that no one has been in your house or inside my pussy. That’s when you knew that your little slut needed more discipline than you thought. Later in the day, when I thought I had gotten away with everything, you grab my hand and pull me outside, tying my hands behind my back and around a tree. You get that horrible vibrator and tease my tits, not allowing me to cum until I confess. I could barely stand the torture ten minutes before I told you everything. Little did I know that you brought the men back to the home, telling them that they can fantasy rape until I pass out. That will teach me to never want outside cock again!

Bare Bottom Spankings for a Bad Sub Whore

The feeling of my master’s big strong hands pounding against my bare bottom spanking me harder and harder while my pussy starts tingling with excitement.  The pain of it is something I crave.  I tell my partners to give it to me harder and spank me more often while they are fucking my brains out.  Why is that?  Quite simply, the harder the spanking, the better my slut hole feels when I’m getting touched, licked, and fucked over and over.

I love looking at the bruises, whip marks, scars even at times. It reminds me of how hard we went during a wild night of sex.  Harder the better, right? I can’t get enough of feeling my ass jiggle as a man’s big strong fingers repeatedly whip my tight, smooth ass.

Often, he has me count after each spanking telling his bondage whore to say,  “One sir, two sir” and may demand that I say “thank you sir” after each blow to my abused little ass.   Oh the feeling is unmatched to say the least.  I love the aggression of a man coming at my body knowing in return I will get that cock I want in my every hole to pound away at me soon in the hardest state a cock can get in.

I know when a guy is inside me and I say “hit me please sir!” that I can instantly feel his cock grow and get rock solid.  What is better than a rock solid cock in my dripping wet pussy? Well, the answer is not much.  Anything that makes a cock hard is my jam.  However, getting spanked and whipped is on the top of my list of preferences. I love the pain and pleasure this bondage and submission lifestyle brings me.

Choker 3000

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Domme daddy has a new gadget to try on his submissive whore. I get ready to his liking. I wear exactly what he likes, nothing but some studs and maybe some nipple piercings. Domme daddy knows I’m one to say no because I will get his wrath if I do. This new Gadget is one that he’s been wanting to try on me for a while. My heart races at the thought of becoming unable to breathe many times, I think Daddy takes it too far, but he doesn’t care. He loves the thrill of possibly offing me. When you have a dominant master, you have to understand that the game is dangerous, but you can’t deny the pleasure that your Master desires. Once you do, you’re no longer a submissive and might as well do a relationship with your dominant master. Today is the day I got to feel the choker 3,000, as he calls it; he raps this leather choker on me and starts to pulsate it with this machine. All the while, he calls me names and rubs my cunt.

Submissive Slut Tied Up and Used

Soft bondageWhy do you want to punish a girl like me for? Oh, you have some plans for me that require me to keep my hands away from my pussy. Rubbing my clit feels too good to stop, so you take my wrists, bring them above my head and tie them with a soft ribbon. Then, you turn me around and start fucking the shit out of my ass. My arms are indisposed, so I couldn’t use them for balance. I had to rely on you and your generosity. You used me like a fuck toy, turning me around and pushing me into different positions. You own my body, not I. I should not ever be seeking my own pleasure until I get permission from you to do so. I need to be a good slut for you even if it means I can never rub my clit again. Please, fuck me harder. I want to be your cock whore. I want to cream on that big cock!

his slave pet Dome.

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I first got into some submissive stuff when I was in college a few years back my freshman year. I work for this bookstore and the owner never was around he had a huge gambling problem so I first saw a lot of stuff in the business for him. The truth is that he wasn’t paying me enough and I wanted to take a little extra. So when Icouldld I would snatch a couple Benjamins from the register. Eventually, I got caught the one I got caught my boss promise that I would rot in jail.  Of course I was so nervous and I begged him to please have mercy on me. Little did I know I would become his bondage whore.  Mr Richardson asked me to go ahead and go to his place and he would consider  forgetting about the situation. I knew my only hope to be free from a record was to go along with whatever he needed. So I thought that I would probably have to do extra work or possibly have to take over his other chores and housework. When I went over to him he asked me to go over to a certain place with him. Mr Richardson led me to a room under ground. I never really had any experience in a basement growing up in Bradenton Florida I  only saw basements in movies and TV shows. I was a little excited to see his basement I don’t know why but sure I was. When I went to follow him he shut the door behind me and told me that this was his slave pet Dome. I had a gut feeling I was in for some shit.  Right then and there I noticed all the tools and I could see he was going to have some Wicked fun with me. first things first he told me  undressed because you’re going to be here for some time. I quickly undressed I don’t know I felt like I had to I was there with him alone and I knew that I couldn’t even call out for help he lived all alone.  He began to tell me that I had to be a slave pet and I’d have to drink water from a bowl like an animal he also wanted to ruin my asshole. Mr Richardson gave me the option to run or to give in so I gave in because I wanted to know jail time. My holes would be ruined  for months on end.

Bondage Whore Forced Anal

Hardcore bondageTrying out new restraints is always so fun. At least, it allows you to have so much fun with me. These new ones are made for the bed. I am on my stomach, my wrist cuffs connected to my ankle cuffs, and both are connected to the edges of the bed. This puts me in a position that makes me ready for doggy style as well as spreading my legs open. I am submissive, vulnerable and ready to be used. You’ve always wanted to try anal sex with me, but I’ve always been too unwilling. This is the time to put me in my place and show me that no sexual request should ever be denied. I beg and plead for you to leave my tight, little asshole alone, but you insist on taking your big cock out and sliding your head in. I moan as I beg you to not put any more of your cock inside of me. You slide it in completely, fucking me hard and putting me in your submissive control. I’ll be your submissive anal slut even if it wears my asshole out.

Begging for pain

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I am such a submissive whore; I am the definition of a subby pet.   One of my proudest examples of being submissive is that my holes are so gaped. I am so proud of my little holes stretching out so big because I get so much cock. All I do is get pounded, stretched out, and made to eat so much jizz. Ever since I’ve gotten into a more submissive role, I only wanted structure and pain. My enslaver keeps me so high and makes me do so much drugs to be an obedient cum whore. Watch me beg master for some more pain. It’s like I was born to be his property.  The only way to be a good subby slut is by submitting and enjoying the pain. I am the number one fan of my master and I never say no to his orders

Ties And Gagged for Master’s pleasure!

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Ursa Is Tied And Gagged 

You are sitting at your desk trying to keep yourself focused, but every second that goes by you struggle. You know you can not call me and play because they may catch you there at work. You can not stop though. You need to hit me up for a Bondage chat. 

You instruct me to grab my silk red rope, and matching ball gag as soon as the chat starts. This makes my fuckhole drip. Then, you have me run that rope up and down my body. Feeling the fibers rough against my skin. Next, you instruct me to bind my ankles with that rope. 

As badly as you want me all tied up and ready for you, you know you need me to continue to type. Instead you want that ball gag in my pretty little subby mouth. Now that I am all bound and gagged, your cock is rock hard. Your hand slides under the desk as you stroke that cock through your pants. 

You’re submissive whore

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I am getting acclimated to being a submissive whore. Whenever he comes over and puts his hands around my neck, I know he won’t stop until I’m almost unresponsive. So I’ve learned to play the game and figured that  I might as well enjoy it since I am living through it, and it will be my reality till I’m not here anymore. Every time I get the urge to run away and Escape, I know that he will find me and make things even worse. So instead, I let the pleasure sink and let the pain become a minor factor. When you learn to worship and become the subby slut you ought to be, everything becomes much more precise and make sense. Go ahead and stretch my holes. You own them, after all.

BDSM chat becomes reality

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I thought the BDSM chat we would partake in was pure fiction and a figment of his imagination.  I never thought he won to do all those brutal things to me. I should have known the way his face would light up.  Every time I gave him the green light that we could have some fun, I never thought that he wanted to do the things we would talk about in a fantasy mode. One day my very obsessed and snuff-fun boyfriend got drunk as a motherfucker.  He couldn’t gather his thoughts or think through what he was doing. I began to talk it up as he would be a blackout drunk type and would do stuff without realizing it. Well, it wasn’t the last time after that. It began to happen more frequently. Everything we talked about, he would do when he was inebriated. Tie me up, smacking and choking me while he used my holes. Still, I never left. Instead, I became his subby puppet.