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Nipple torture

Submissive Whore

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.

 

Cleaning House

Bondage phone sexWe have an understanding.  You know that I have a very lucrative private life, and that I also have my own things to take care of at my house.  This was discussed before we started our relationship.  You also know that I am positively Obsessive Compulsive when it comes to cleaning and having things done on a schedule.  You witnessed this yourself when I had a panic attack because I could not get home in time to feed my dog.  She is fed at a certain time every single day, and I never deviate from that.

When you called to say you wanted to come over I was going to say no because this was my time as we discussed.  You assured me it wasn’t for play or anything related to D/s, you just wanted to come over and chat while I did what I had to do.  I told you as long as you sat in one place and didn’t mind periods of being alone as I cleaned the other rooms it would be fine.  You came in and took your shoes off then sat on one of the stools at the counter.  I had finished all other rooms by the time you had arrived.  I only had the kitchen to do and that was almost done too.

We talked as I washed the dishes.  Then I heard you push your stool back to walk up behind me.  You put your hands on my shoulders and kissed my neck.  This was unusual, it threw me off, I wasn’t sure how to respond.  You whispered in my ear that you would like for me to put a pair of heels on while I finished the dishes.  I turned toward you and told you that I do not allow shoes to be worn in my house.  You slapped me on the ass hard and requested it again.  I told you once more that I really did not want to due to the fact that it is just not done in my house.  You slapped my ass again and said, “Please.”

I have never heard you say please.  I relented.  With each step I took I took a mental note of where I stepped so that I could re-wash the floors and vacuum again.  Every time the bottom of my heels came in contact with the floor I cringed a little bit.  I returned to doing dishes.  You then started to move around the things in one of my cupboards.  I was starting to get angry.  You know that my Disorder isn’t anything made up, it is real.  I tried to ignore you but I could feel my body tense up.  You grabbed me and picked me up.  You took me into the living room and tied me up.  I was so pissed!

You then sat me on my kitchen floor and you could tell I was not happy.  You however, were delighted.  You started to move things around, teasing me with it.  I could feel myself on the verge of hyperventilating.  I felt squeezed, my lungs felt like they couldn’t fill up all the way.  The need to fix what you had messed up was overwhelming!  I was so frustrated!  You did all this with a smile on your face, speaking in a pleasant happy tone the whole time.  I had reached my limit.  I writhed against the binds, swear words flew out of my mouth, I didn’t care about any discipline I might receive for speaking to you like that, I was beyond livid.  After all, you stated that there would be no D/s play today.

You finally chuckled, came over to me, untied me and let me up. I told you to leave!  You refused and instead, you put things back exactly as they had been.  You even allowed me to take off my heels, and you vacuumed and scrubbed the floors that I had stepped on.  I didn’t know what to say. Then you came to me, placed a long kiss on my lips and said, “Just because this is your house doesn’t mean you aren’t still mine when you are in it. Always remember that.”

Evening Jog

Rape phone sex fantasies

A few of the women at work were talking about the jogging trail close to our building.  They were saying over the past two weeks a few women had been assaulted while jogging. This was concerning as a lot of us used that trail during our lunch or after work.   I decided that I would stick to the jogging trail near my home instead.  When I got home I changed my clothing and quickly hurried out the door to get my jog in before it got too dark.  I had my music playing and I was actually having a nice run when out of no where I was knocked off my feet.  Before I could even say anything a gloved hand was clamped down hard on my mouth. 

I am in pretty good shape so I put up a good fight.  I thought I was going to get away when another pair of hands grabbed my arms.  I was stripped down to my panties and bra and secured.  The two assailants were bending over to try to catch their breath.  I knew that at least one of my kicks landed because one of them was limping when he came over to me.  He grabbed me by my hair, yanked my head back and spit in my face.  The other one came over and wiped it off.  He gave the first guy a very dirty look, as if he should know better.

I was trying to take everything in about them because I knew I was going to have dick inside of me and it would be very much against my will.   The first guy went behind me to push me off the log they had me sitting on.  I landed face first, I slowly moved my head to the side.  I knew my nose was bleeding.  I could feel, and hear my panties being ripped off.  A hard cock was shoved inside my pussy, he was calling me names but I was still stunned from smacking my forehead and nose against the ground.

The second one stood by my head, he pulled out his dick and pissed all over my back.  For someone worried about spit he sure wasn’t worried about his piss being soaked into my bra and what was left of my panties.  It started to seep around the gag they had put into my mouth, I could taste it.  The guy behind me had finished, but they weren’t leaving.  They were sitting on the log they had me on previously.  It sounded like they were drinking something.  Again I felt someone behind me, this time my pussy was not the intended target.  It was my asshole.  Being dry fucked in the ass hurts like a son of a bitch.  I thought for sure that when he finished my anus had been torn.

When they were done having their way with me they cut the ties loose, took the gag out of my mouth, tossed my clothes at me then left.  My nose was throbbing from the pain, as was my head, pussy and poor asshole.  I made my way back home, wiped my ass, and pussy off with a towel and put it in a plastic bag.  I then took a shower, as I was reliving the event in my head I found myself getting wetter and wetter.  It wasn’t from the water, I was getting wet from arousal.

I got out of the shower, grabbed one of my toys and fucked myself with it, hard, just like those two men did.  I found myself cumming over and over.  When I was done, I took the towel and tossed it in the washer.  Other than a bloody nose and a small knot on my head there really wasn’t any physical damage and that would heal.  I just might go for another jog next week after I heal up a little better.  I wonder if they will remember me.

Tied up and sucking Master’s cock

Submissive Whore

Master loves to hog tie me in thick ropes so that I can’t move and then takes his cock out and jams it into my mouth. I’m completely at his mercy and have no choice but to be his submissive cock sucking whore. I love being his slave though, when his cock his down my throat it makes me so wet. I love giving him full control over my body, mind, and soul. With the ropes binding my hands and feet, I had no choice but to deep throat him if I really wanted to pleasure his cock and make him cum. I bobbed my head up and down on it before he grabbed the back of my head and fucked my face hard. He used my mouth like a toy to please his cock. I felt his cock throb and pulse inside of my throat as he came deep inside of my throat and into my stomach.

The Family Slave

Submissive slut

I’m a submissive slave for all of my brothers and my father. They’re all Doms and I am their slave. I’m the youngest and the only sister, so I was trained to be their submissive my whole life. I am expected to submit to them at all times. A good slave slut is seen and not heard.  I cater to their every desire and satisfy their every sexual need. Sometimes I forget myself and try to fight back, but it’s met with brutal punishment from each of them. A good slave does not defy her Masters. I crawl to their rooms in the morning and  offer my holes to them to satisfy their morning wood. They always wake up horny with big hard cocks and want me to suck them off, but oftentimes I end up getting fucked by each of them first thing in the morning before I cook their breakfast and start my daily chores. When I am done, I tiptoe around the house quietly to not anger them, only speaking when spoken to. I am their toy and my only purpose or use in life is being their whore and pleasuring them. 

Bound

Spanking phone sex

 

Master tied me up and blind folded me in my panties and nothing else. I didn’t know if I was being punished or rewarded, but my pussy was wet and tingling in anticipation. He slid down my panties and exposed my bare bottom. I felt the soft leather of his gloved hand caressing my ass and I began to tense up in anticipation of a smack. He shushed me and whispered into my ear that it was okay. I relaxed and that’s when he smacked my bare ass HARD. I tried to cry out in pain, but he had gagged me. All I could do was whimper. One by one he gave my ass several hard firm smacks until it was red and covered in his handprints. My pussy was so wet it was leaking down my leg. He hoisted me up put my legs around his waist while my arms were still suspended from the ceiling. He stuck his cock in my dripping pussy and fucked me hard while I dangled in the air. He filled me with his cum and then left me to dangle for a while longer.

Spanking punishment

Bare bottom spankings

My father and brothers don’t like it when I let other men use me without permission. They can be very jealous, so when I let a boy from school fuck my tight pussy, they were enraged. They noticed my creampie when I got home from school and decided I needed to be properly punished. They gagged and hogtied me and bent me over a wooden rack and began to give me a hard bare bottom spanking. They used a hard wooden paddle to spank my tender bottom until it was covered in angry red marks and bruises. Despite the pain I was in, I couldn’t help but get wet and turned on. I secretly love to be spanked and punished. It makes me so wet and drives my pussy wild. Once they were satisfied I had been properly punished they each took a turn fucking my abused ass and cumming inside of me. They lined up and fucked me one after the other. The hard spanking combined with the rough anal fucking made my poor bottom so sensitive and sore that I couldn’t sit down for the next three days.

Waiting

Submissive slut

I want to be your good girl, Daddy. Once you got my tits, arms, legs, ankles, and pantyhose covered pussy all tied up you had me wait hours for you. Part of my submission is being available whenever it is you decide to use me, Master. The anticipation certainly makes my pussy wet but I just crave your cock so much. To be a good little submissive whore I must wait here patiently, as you instructed. I wouldn’t dare risk the punishment if I moved. Your punishments range from spankings, whippings, rough sex, and my biggest fear – you not fucking or touching me at all! That’s the punishment I’m most effected by. I need your touch and approval and I need to hear I’m your good fucking whore. Mostly, I need to hear that I’m your good girl.

 

Pussy Torture

Submissive Whore

My Master can be so cruel in his punishments sometimes. I feel like I’m walking a tightrope, and if I fall and displease him, he’ll hurt me. My only desire in this world is to please him though. I made him so mad because I didn’t do a good enough job in my chores and then he tried to punish me with a spanking, but he could tell I was enjoying the spanking too much. My pussy was all wet and positively dripping with each smack on the bottom that he gave me. So he came up with a really devious way to punish me, one he knew I wouldn’t enjoy. He made me spread my legs and expose my bare pussy to him while he slowly added painful clothes pins to the lips of my poor pussy. One after the other he clamped them onto my pussy lips while I wiggled and squirmed in pain. He had my legs and hands bound with rope so I couldn’t fight back. He put the last clip right onto my sensitive little clit. I was in agony. Then he bent me over and pelted my bare bottom with a belt. Normally a spanking is something I would enjoy, but the cruel and painful clips attached my pussy had me in agony. After 20 licks he was satisfied and allowed me out of my ropes and removed the clips. My poor pussy is still so sore though and my bottom is covered in whip marks.

Submissive and Bondage Whore

bondage whoreWhen you are a bondage whore, you go through great measures to get tied up. Many of those measures put you at risk. Pain whores have it easier. It is not difficult to inflict pain on yourself. It is more difficult to tie your own self up, however. I was desperate for some bondage games. My boss isn’t in to bondage. He just likes to whip me and torture me. My son will tie me up, but he will leave me for days. So, there aren’t people in my life who will tie me up. I need to go on fet life or Tinder or visit a bondage club. Most of the clubs were closed for the holidays, so I met a guy on Fet Life. Normally, I am more careful with strangers, but my need to be bound and gagged out weighed my sensibilities. I invited Nathan to my home. Things didn’t go well from the get-go. I had a form of buyer’s remorse. I tried to change my mind when I saw him. He was repulsive looking, and he smelled. He charged the door and tied me up. I was scared because I didn’t know what he was capable of and he was in my home. He stood over me calling me names like fat pig and whore. He kicked me several times. He even pissed on me. He circled me for hours hurling insults and kicking me. His cock was in his hand the entire time. He was mumbling something about a submissive whore not being able to reject him. He clearly was unbalanced. I didn’t know if he would kill me or fuck me. He did neither. He pissed on me, kicked me until I was black and blue and insulted me for hours then just left. My daughter came home and found me. She just shook her head and told me I was going to get myself killed.