My domme daddy is big on boxing and loves to make me fight. If I lose, I will be getting my ass beat twice because he will have me fucked up by his own hands. Domme daddy likes me to beat other girls and wants to see me be the bondage whore for him but a vicious brat with girls. I like to turn him on and get into girl fights. Every time I get him riled up after a fight, he fucks me so well.
Sometimes my domme daddy likes to handpick the girls out and tells me to go at it and brings them over and has me bombard them and start fucking them up. Domme daddy gets an enormous hard-on by watching me antagonize and go wild on other females. I know he will fuck me crazy, and that alone makes me want to give my A-game. Let domme daddy use me and have the biggest orgasm ever.
Tag: Bondage chat
A Girl Fight
Submissive slut trip
How did I become so submissive? Well, I had no choice, a really submissive life was introduced to me by my boyfriend at the time. I was supposed to take a summer trip to Europe. My parents paid a pretty penny to be able to give me all the finer things in life. They wanted me to grow up with all the things they didn’t know that they were able to give my siblings and me everything under the sun. They pride themselves in that.
I should have been having the time of my life, but in reality, I met the wrong crowd, and they made me skip out on that lavish trip and instead take the several thousands of dollars in spending money for my trip and use it on drugs and them.
I was beaten and used and told that I was now their personal fuck slut. All I had to do was obey like a submissive slut. My boyfriend at the time had his plan from the beginning. It was three weeks of abuse, and I had to send my parents postcards and trinkets to keep them thinking I was enjoying my trip when I was downtown getting ruined in reality.
Head over heels
I had the biggest crush on a guy who wasn’t so knowledgeable in the bondage world. He was smitten with me, and this was the first “nice guy” I liked in a while. So I thought, why not take a chance. Well, he soon got obsessed with my abuse addiction and all the bondage chat I do.
He switched overnight. It was quite the shock, but I honestly wasn’t going to let that stop me. I notice him get all tough and start to beat me. Maybe I was attracted to his deep-rooted evil side. I was in love with his change and went from liking to being head over heels.
My new boyfriend began to be so cruel and vile he was much darker than any guy I had been with. He completely had no mercy and started to make me do the most perverse things ever imagined.
While I’d be so disgusted by his treatment if it were towards someone else, it made me cum so much since it inflicted me with pain.
Cock worshiping the king with Company
My king loves when I am Cock worshiping with the company. He has a rule I must bring over a new friend at least once a week. I’m surely going to do whatever he wants to keep him happy. I don’t like to question daddy, so if he wants something, he’s going to get it at whatever cost. I like to lure my classmates since I have run thru my closest friends. I will bring over co-workers and even randoms I meet. I know I have to get the task done. If not, it is going to be hell to pay.
I don’t question daddy or his wants. Whatever daddy wants, he will get. Actually, he will be so angry I didn’t address him as king on this post, so I might get my ass handed to me. King loves to spread my legs and whip my clit with the sharpest nipple clamps ever. My body quivers and shakes as the pain settles and becomes part of my everyday routine.
Luckily when I bring a friend over, there’s a little less beating and more fucking for me. King loves when I fuck a slut up for him.
Bondage Chat Whore Gets in Trouble
Bondage chat excites me. I love talking to men who love to tie women up like packages of meat. It is hard to find a man who is an expert with ropes. I met this man in a fetish room who lived in the next county. He said he wanted to tie me up. He used lots of bondage terminology and seemed to know what he was talking about. It made my cunt wet to know I was going to meet a seasoned bondage master. My master would punish me harshly if he knew I was stepping out on him like this, but he is no longer good with ropes because of arthritis. I am a hardcore bondage whore. I want rope burns. I want sore limbs. I want to struggle to breathe and move because of how tightly the ropes are secured to my body. I arrived at the house for the address BondageFreak69 gave me. I had no idea about his age or race or size. I pictured a big man in his mid-40s. A teen boy answered the door and I asked for his father. He asked if I was SubbyBondageWhore. I almost spit out the tea I was drinking. He was still in high school. No way this boy was an expert at bondage. I was taller than he was. I likely weighed more too. I started laughing. I started to leave because I assumed this was some boy just trying to bang a milf. He managed to lasso me like a cowboy and pull me back into the house. There he tied me up like a mummy; he wrapped me up so tight with my arms by my side that I could not breathe. He was cocky. Talking shit. I think I just met the next Ted Bundy or BTK killer. He shoved his cock down my throat and pissed. I had to lick his young dirty ass too. I thought this would never end until he got a text and panicked. He cut me loose and told me to leave. I ran like a bat out of hell. My guess is his folks were on their way home. Never met such a young boy so advanced in bondage. No more online fetish rooms for this submissive whore. That was too close.