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My master pulls out all his tools on me

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Bondage submission. By day I have a normal life and job and at night I play a submissive whore to my master. I do everything he’s says while he tortures me, this shit turns me on!

If I’m naughty he put’s me on the obedience chair equipped with a built in demon dildo with scales on it. He ties my arms and legs down with conductive rope and puts a dog collar on my neck.

He opens the black closet doors and inside he has an assortment of whips and if I’m really naughty he’ll bust out the beaded metal flogger but today he’s starting with the folded leather paddle.

He make’s me call him sir as the dildo is shoved far up my pussy while he whips the fuck outa my body. The rubber scales rubbing in and out on the walls of my pussy are making me drip, turning me on. I can’t help but to push my hips up, thrusting them against this rubber giant swirling in my snatch.

I love how my master walks around me slowly making sure I follow his directions. When he busted out the metal flogger my cunt blew out all over, the pain itself made me squirt, I love it. He pulls my neck back and went off on my body, covering me with bloody bruises.

Bondage Chat Reveals My Rope Bunny Origin Story

bondage chatI get a lot of callers who want bondage chat. Most are expert ropers, but some just enjoy the naughty tales a rope bunny can supply. I have been a rope bunny more than half of my life. Hell, more than a third of my life. Daddy tied me up first. However, he did not tie me up because he enjoyed being a rope master. He did not even know how to tie BDSM knots.

Daddy tied me up so I would not escape. When I became a teenager, he feared I would talk to someone. A friend, a teacher or maybe even call the police on his perverted daddy ass. And initially, I think I felt too ashamed and scared to say anything. Daddy fucked me daily for years. He pimped me out to his drinking buddies too.

I had no friends thanks to daddy. So, no one to tell. When teachers got worried about how withdrawn I seemed, daddy pulled me from school. Said we were moving out of state. And he tied me to the bed while he went to work. He put a rubber sheet on the bed in case I had to pee. Daddy made me a bondage whore before I even knew what bondage meant.

Daddy was No Rope Master, But He Made Me a Rope Bunny

After a few years though, I learned how to escape his ties. I would fix a sandwich, use the bathroom like a normal girl, and watch TV until I knew he would be home soon to untie me. And once daddy passed out drunk, I took a few dollars out of his wallet here and there until I had enough for a bus ticket.

Daddy came home one day and discovered that not only did I escape the ropes, but I also escaped him. And I never looked back. That’s my rope bunny origin story. Now, I am with men who know all the BDSM rope knots and ties. And they tie me properly so I cannot escape. But with a few exceptions, I do not want to escape. Tie me up. Tie me down. This submissive whore loves being a rope bunny now.

Cock worshipping until I’m fully satisfied

Cock worshippingCock worshipping. There are some nights that I simply cannot get enough of your dick and that’s when I need you. I don’t want anything simple I need to squirt multiple times and it’s your job to make that happen. Constant fucking and no pulling out until I’m completely ready.

Spread it all over my lips before you dive back in. Bend me over and crouch down over me while you slip inside me. Make me as wet as possible. Take my leg into your hands and rub my clit. I prefer being on all fours so I can feel you whole deep deep inside me.

Now drive your cock into my wet pussy as hard as you possibly can, I wanna scream “more!” Slam me balls deep and smack my asshole with your big fat rocks. Grasp onto my thighs so I can push off you and continue to pound into me hard, so hard that I squirted, but I’m not done, “more!”. Once again slam into my squirting squichy snatch, so juicy it’s popping. It’s brutal but I love this shit!  I came again with a scream this time while you were squeezing my ass with both hands. You went full force on me, making my pussy red and swollen. This is how I’m going to worship your hard cock!

Extreme Bondage Fantasies Drive Me Wild

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Extreme bondage is one of those things I have loved for a very long time. Master Tomas, my former Master, was a huge lover of shibari, the art of Japanese ropework. He loved discovering new and exciting ways of binding me, and I loved helping his addiction along by providing him with new websites and books to look at to give him ideas.

Something I really enjoy, with which I completely credit Master Tomas, is suspension bondage. Being strung up totally suspended in mid-air is a feeling like none other. Add in a little crop or flogger or cane play, and you’ve got a human pinata! It’s so much fun. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I enjoy it.

Of course, the best part of bondage, suspension or otherwise, is getting fucked while you’re all tied up. I love to be plowed by a big hard cock while I’m bound in such a way that I can hardly move. Is that something you enjoy doing to ladies like me, too?

Make ya give me all the cream for Prostate Milking

Prostate Milking

I may be a subby sub, but I do like being on the other end from time to time. Cause I love playing with the male G Spot. The little bean of your own.

And prostate milking is a hobby for me.

Just think, having my fingers in the just rubbing your boy clit while I’m giving you a handy with the other one. Both stimulation’s at once. Get a good shot of come on the first round.

Wait… you see first round?

Yes my dude. We gonna go for round two my dude. Cause I get to done the strap on and start making you produce more of that milky splooge you just did. I can keep it going too. For as long as I want.

I’ll even shake my moomoo’s for you too while I milk you. Should see what happens when you put a Violet Wand to the P spot..

 

Party girl bondage bitch experience

 

Bondage whoreBondage whore. Most of you guys refer to me as a party girl whore slut, which I am and don’t get me wrong here. But I have some secrets and toys for when my men when they come over. They think their just getting a drunk, tipsy fun fuck but that’s not the case…

I always bring out my bondage table. It’s got hand and let straps. My closet is full of whips, tools and outfit’s I put you in. My last dude who came over was drunk, so I got him on the table, put him in some panties. Before he knew it he was tied down, with an extra strap around his neck. He was slightly panicked which got my pussy soaking wet. I could see his cock growing as I stood over him dressed in all leather with my tit’s and pussy cut out.

I got out my whip and got his stomach, he begged me to bring my pussy closer. Only if I see a bulging cock in your panties will you get a closer look. Your cock grows and I grab them with my right hand, pulling hard on your rock hard balls. You wanna fuck so hard, let me whip you more, cum for me if you wanna get down. It never takes long for my guys to jizz all over themselves and they always come back to this party slut bondage bitch for some more torture.

Bondage Phone Sex: Freedom In Being Bound

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Bondage phone sex is another favorite of mine because bondage is something Master Tomas got me into from the very beginning. I had never even been tied up before in my life before I met him. And on our first meeting, he only bound my hands behind my back. But after that, our bondage adventures became much wilder and more complex.

Master Tomas was into shibari, or the art of Japanese ropework. He was quick, efficient, and good at what he did. I loved being bound in all sorts of ways through his use of rope. Unfortunately, I know very little about doing shibari, but I know a lot about being a rope bunny! I love it more than just about anything.

I’ve been tied in so many different positions: spread-eagled, hog-tied, tied to chairs, suspension bondage, you name it. And I loved every single time I was tied. There is something so freeing in being bound, in my opinion, and I think it’s something everyone should try at least once.

BDSM Phone Sex Makes Me Feel So Submissive

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BDSM phone sex always puts me in a better mood. BDSM in general just does that. I can remember the first time I met Master Tomas. I actually came to his office, after hours. We were the only people there. He stripped me naked, cuffed my hands behind my back, and inspected me to make sure I was to his liking.

I must have passed inspection because not long after that, he had me kneel on an office chair, my hands still bound behind me, and he spanked me for a nice, long while. My ass turned pink, then red. It was such a good and sexy feeling. I loved all the fucking attention I was getting as an obedient little submissive slut.

Then, while I was still in that position on the chair, he fingered me until I squirted everywhere! He didn’t fuck me that night, though. That came the next day in the hotel room he got for us. But that’s a story for another day.

I hope when I meet you, though, that you’ll fuck me on the first date. Master Tomas didn’t, but that doesn’t mean you have to show the same kind of restraint that he did!

Submissive Slut Jacqueline Gets Her Ultimate BDSM Fantasy

submissive slutAs a submissive slut, I love going to  a dungeon or a well-lit room with shackles and restraints scattered about. The air is always thick with anticipation as I dress in revealing lingerie that accentuated my curves and left little to the imagination. My long dark hair would cascade down my back in soft waves, framing my face as I prepare to submit to my master.

Once he is ready for me, his eyes widen at the toys as he goes to work tying and bounding me. So here I am, bound and ready for him on an X-shaped bondage frame. He’d approach cautiously yet eagerly, taking in every detail of my exposed body: bare feet; lacy black bra; garter belt holding up sheer stockings; thong hiding nothing beneath it all. His gaze would travel up to meet mine defiantly before moving back down again when he noticed how vulnerable yet aroused I looked under his scrutiny.

Without further ado, he’d start tying knots around each limb securely but not too tightly so there was still some give if needed later on during our playtime together—a sign of trust between us both within this world where pain equals pleasure sometimes more intensely than others do without such boundaries being tested first hand like this one just had been now here tonight…or maybe even earlier today depending upon how far into our fantasy we wanted go right away!?

As soon as he finished binding me immobile onto the frame using ropes expertly tied by hand (or perhaps using some more advanced BDSM equipment), he’d step back to admire his work. His cock would be hard as a rock, straining against his pants. He’d take off the rest of his clothes slowly, revealing a well-toned body that matched the dominance in his eyes.

Spank me black and blue with BDSM Phone Sex

BDSM Phone Sex

I love a good spanking. With either paddle, bat, bare hand. I love to feel the smack of something across my ass cheeks. Giving them that ripple.

Not to long ago, I was with a heavy sadist. He loves bare handed spankings. Had hands that were harder than bricks. Which made it really nice when he want to paddle my bottom with them.

Started out with some Dragon Tails on the front. Titties, inside of my legs and pussy where getting a little nice warm up. He’d switch it up between that and a flogger. Then would use a cane to get some nice stripes to come up

He eventually flipped me over so he could abuse the backside of me. Did more flogger work, more cane. Also more Dragon Tails. But this is when he started using his hand.

The sound, the feel, the impact. All of it was making me wet. The more he spanked, the wetter I got. Eventually I ended up cumming all over the bench. Which didn’t stop him, either. He just kept spanking.

I was left with bruises, scraps, and good memories.

Maybe you can spank me harder? 😉