Bondage and submission is what I am good for according to most men I meet. It is what I was born to do. I got in some trouble with my boss this week. I was late for work. He wants me at work an hour early to suck his cock. Traffic was a bitch that day, so I was late. I am maybe late once a month. My punishment was to be tied up like a side of beef. I had to worship his cock with my hands tied behind my back. That is tougher to do than you would think. My boss has a thick cock. He is long too which makes if difficult to get it in my mouth with no hands to steady myself. He skull fucked me. It was so hard, I gagged, which made me puke. I rarely puke, but my boss doesn’t like messes. He whipped me with his belt. He told me I needed slave training to learn how to better suck dick. I needed my hands free, but he took that response as sass and smacked me. He left me tied up covered in my puke all day. I will be learning how to deep throat better to prevent being left in my own puke all day again.
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Cock slave
My brothers and Dad made me worship their cocks last night. I was blindfolded and a hook was inserted into my tight asshole to keep me in place so I couldn’t move. With the anal hook in its place, they set up a fuck machine behind me to pump in and out of my pussy. It was a big rubber cock attached to a piston and they could control the speed. While the fuck machine and anal hook occupied my back holes, my mouth was theirs to use. Each of them took their turn sticking their cock down my throat and making me worship their big dicks and drink their cum. The fuck machine made my pussy squirt over and over while I sucked and worshiped all of their cocks like a good submissive whore.
Strip club
Master took me on a little outing to the strip club last weekend. It was a fetish strip club where most of the dancers were wearing collars and leather and some were being whipped by Domme strippers while the men watched. He put me in a micro mini skirt, a choker, and a mesh crop top with black X shaped pasties over my nipples. On my back he had written, “Touch Me” and “Grab me” in black marker. I was barely dressed any differently than the strippers. Men tried shoving dollar bills into my skirt or waving cash at me and begging for a special “dance” in the champagne room. They grabbed my tits and smacked and fondled my ass. Master beckoned over a stripper and paid her to give him a lap dance. I watched at first and then he told me to join her. We danced for him and got his cock nice and hard. He passed her a leather flogger and instructed her to spank my ass with it. She gave me five hard smacks across my ass, leaving big red imprints. He gave her a wad of cash and she led us both into a private room. He took off his pants and she and I got on our knees and began to suck his cock. While I sucked him off she spanked my ass harder and harder. I moaned around his cock with every blow she delivered. Right as I was reaching my pain limit, he blew his load into my mouth.
Nipple torture
I was a bad little whore and Daddy decided I needed to be punished. He tied me up in ropes so that I was bent forward and couldn’t sit up straight. Then he took two small thin ropes and wrapped them tightly around my little puffy pink nipples. He tightened them until my poor nipples were numb and blue and attached weights to the end so that they pulled on my tits. Then he went behind me and began to fuck my tight little pussy. With every stroke of his big cock in and out of my tight cunnie, the weighted rope on my nipples swung and sent waves of pain and pleasure through my tits. He pounded me with his hard cock until I was cumming and screaming at the same time. Only when he had made me squirt and was begging him to release me, did he fill my pussy up with a hot load of cum. Each of my brothers had a turn fucking my slave cunt and making my nipple weight jostle and swing when he was done using me. Once they all had a turn fucking me and filling me with a load of cum, he finally untied me and released my nipples from their torture. They were sore and tender and bruised for the next week. I promised them I would be a good little Submissive slut for them. I swore I would do anything they wanted, they could fuck any of my holes, but please don’t put the weights back on my tinder little nipples and perky tits. Now every time I think of disobeying my Daddy or my brothers, I think about how painful my nipples were and how they’ll do it again. They told me my next punishment for being a bad slave will be even worse if I step out of line.