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Bondage and submission my new Master

Bondage and submissionThis girl has a new Master! It’s so exciting, my old Master was old and sick, and I stayed with him until the end. He had willed me to his best friend’s son who has been like a son to him. He’s been a good Master to me. Kind and with a gentle hand ensuring that I have the time to mourn but he has felt that time was over. It was time for me to leave behind my old Master who had passed and fully belong to the Master whom owned me now. So, I found myself at a black-tie event. Wearing a long white silk wrap dress so shimmery and thin you could see my body underneath it. Silver shackles around my ankles and wrists a pink silk collar around my throat. I was the main event, and as I saw my Master across the room and my pussy began to get wet with excitement. Master came to meet me, leaning forward with a gentle smile and a sweet kiss. “You look beautiful tonight.” He led me to a platform in the middle of the ball room and all the Mistresses and masters watched me from the platform. He ran his hand against my ass, giving it a light swat. “I can’t wait to make you scream for everybody. He promises causing a ripple of excitement through me as he looked over an assortment of tools including a flogger, cane, riding crop, Hitachi, nipple clamps… to much to list. All to prove just what a good girl I am for Master.

 

Bare Bottom Spankings Get Me Wet

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Bare bottom spankings from my Daddy Master are some of the biggest turn ons for this subby whore. I’m a submissive whore that needs to be punished with some nice open handed slaps on my hiney and please daddy master make this ass turn red. I want to feel you slide your hand between my legs and feel how wet your spanking phone sex is getting me.

Can you handle this bad bad girl daddy? I want your discipline and will be your favorite submissive slut Daddy Master. I want so badly to please you and give you the submissive sex slave you have trained me well to be. I promise to obey or else I know what I will get… so maybe I promise to be naughty.

Bondage Whore Mishap

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. It seems an antiquated fetish in the modern world of hardcore BDSM. My Master and I have always had a rather old school relationship. I enjoy being tied up and gagged. It makes me feel vulnerable and helpless. I enjoy giving up power and control. Sometimes, however, our bondage games go awry like this last time. Master had me work the day after Thanksgiving. I was not happy, but I am his office bitch, so I cannot say no. He didn’t have any real work for me to do. He just wanted to tie me up and abuse my ample breasts. The problem was that after he tied me up and came on my bound breasts, he left the office for a quick errand. He was just going to get Starbucks. He never came back to untie me. I was bound to that chair in my work clothes with my breasts exposed for days.  I tried hard to get myself lose, but all I did was cut my wrists on the rope and tip the chair over. I was forced to piss and shit myself. I had nothing to eat. I was saved when two days later the cleaning team for the building came by. They only clean our office twice a week since it is small, just the  two of us normally.  When I heard them come in, I screamed for help. I felt a sense of relief that I had been rescued.  The couple who discovered me, saw an opportunity. An opportunity to abuse me. I was a helpless submissive whore to use in their eyes. The male of the duo fucked my mouth, slapped my tits, spit on me, kicked me in the gut and sodomized my ass while his female partner pissed on my face and kicked me in my “whore cunt.” They left me tied up, covered in piss, shit, cum and spit. Master came in yesterday and found me. He had a senior moment and forgot that he had left me tied up. He forgot he left his office whore bound to a chair for three days? I need a new, younger, master.

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How Can I Please You?

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Being a submissive bondage phone sex whore is such fun. I spend my days eager to please you, willing to talk about any subject and hot and horny waiting for you. Just like when I am with my master, your orgasm, your pleasure, is my ultimate goal. I’ll do anything to send you over that edge and make you cum so fucking hard, you won’t soon forget it and you’ll be cumming back for more. At just 2.00 per minute, that’s one hell of a cheap price for spending time with a girl like me. One who is willing, ready and able to phone fuck you and do just as you say. Following your instruction gets me off, so tell me what you want me to do. Mmm, I can’t wait to get off with you on the phone, I’m already here playing with my perfectly wet, tight pussy and on the edge of a strong orgasm. Call me tonight and let’s get off together.

My initiation into the local BDSM community

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I like to be manhandled, dominated and made to please by following orders. That’s why I joined the local BDSM community via a website. At the first play party, I was initiated. I was made to dress in bondage gear and stand on display for all of the partygoers. When anyone walked by, I had to obey any order that they gave me, whether it was to finger fuck myself or pull on my nipple clamps very hard. After about an hour, I was strapped to a table with large leather straps and buckles. My legs were spread wide open, my pussy on display for everyone to see. I was gagged, but not blindfolded. People started lining up, and when it was their turn, they had the choice of whether they wanted to fuck me for two minutes, whip me, or use their tongues on me any way that they liked. Each person only had two minutes, though. This whole scene made everyone very horny, and there was a fuckfest going on before too long. I looked around the room, and people were taking cock while tied down, on their knees, or thrown over a table. My pussy was throbbing, both from pain and pleasure. Once everyone had their taste of me, a man was brought into the room, led by two gorgeous women, and I saw immediately that he had a HUGE COCK. The biggest I had ever seen. The two women were made to suck him off while everyone watched to prepare him to fuck me good. After they slobbed his knob for awhile, he approached and slid his cock in so fucking far it took my breath away. It felt like my pussy was going to split open, like I was being torn, but the pleasure that came with that pain, oh my god…

Bondage Whore Mommy

 

bondage whoreI am a bondage whore. Bondage and spanking get me off. I love being submissive, but something about bondage makes me feel so vulnerable; so helpless. I have been teaching my teen son some bondage techniques. I am trying to groom him to be a dominant man. Like most teen boys, he sees his mommy as the woman who gave him life, thus entitled to respect and love. Women are whores, especially mothers. It is a slow conversion, but he is showing signs of enjoyment and arousal when we play master and servant games. I was so proud of him the other day. I instructed him on how to secure me with ropes. He immobilized me completely. In fact, he tied the ropes so securely that I got rope burn almost instantly. If I tried to move the ropes cut my flesh. I begged for the ropes to be a little less tight, but he laughed and said I was his submissive whore. He pulled out his dick, pissed him my face and laughed some more. I was not expecting that. Up until that day, he always responded with hesitation when I would explain that certain things were his right as a man. Men have the right to force fuck women on a whim. They can rough us up too. Humiliate us, pimp us out, abuse us however they see fit. My son suddenly embraced everything at once. After he pissed in my face, he forced his dick in my exposed ass. No lube or warning, just a really hardcore ass fucking. If I spoke or said ouch, he smacked my face. He also used my big tits as punching bags. I had never seen this side of him. Had I created a dominant master or a monster? After he came in what he called my whore hole, he left me there, on the bed, tied up for hours. I am both proud of him for coming into his dominant side, and scared for what the future holds for me.

You weren’t sure

BDSM ChatThe first time you got in touch with me, you weren’t sure what you liked, what you were into. I suggested some bondage chat, but, you were skeptical. But soon, your curiosity got the best of you. With some suggestions, you had me bound and gagged. When you stepped back, taking in the view of your work, your cock had sprung to full attention. You laid me across y our lap. I knew some bare bottom spankings would get you in the rhythm. Over and over again your hand landed on my ass and pussy lips, increasing in strength each time. My ass was bright red with your fingerprints.  You smoothed your hands over my red flesh, testing how my pussy was flowing so freely for you. You laid me back, pinching, twisting, and slapping my breasts and nipples. I couldn’t stand how much I needed to have some part of you in my cunt. You were so hard when you slid your cock between my lips and down my throat. Soon, you had me by my hair, skull fucking me hard. I came when you blew your nice fat load down my throat.

Your beast was raging with need. You threw me down, picked my ass up, and savagely rammed your dick into my little asshole, roaring into me over, and over, and over again. We both exploded in orgasm, growling and screaming our pleasure.

You’re off to a wonderful start! Call me up and let’s see what we can try next, master. Your submissive whore is waiting, tied, and patient as always.

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Master Makes Me Take It

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Master came up with a sexy new game, in which he ties me up and suspends me from the ceiling bent over, leaving my ass in the air at the perfect height for him to stand up and give me his cock right into my tight ass. At first, the pain is almost unbearable but then the intense pleasure overwhelms me and I beg for more. Master loves it when I beg, and I can’t get enough of pleasing him. When he is done raping my ass, he leaves me tied there and invites another man in to take a turn slamming my tight ass. I feel so full and pleasing my Master really gets me off. My pussy is dripping wet, and I cum over and over while suspended there, taking all that they will give me, begging for more and craving to touch my pussy but unable to because of the restraints. Though I was able to cum several times, at the end of the session I was craving more, and Master always leaves me feeling that way.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Bondage Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex? I started doing phone sex because I am an old school bondage slut, but it is really hard to restrain yourself on a call. I can easily bind my feet and my big fake tits; I can even slap a ball gag in my own mouth, but restraining my hands behind my back while talking on the phone is cumbersome to say the least. My teen son came home early from school last week while I was on a bondage call. He saw my bright blue rope wrapped around my ankles and tits. I gasped a little bit at being discovered in such a compromising position. I didn’t want to suddenly end my call; that is bad customer service. I signaled my son to be quiet and pointed to the other room. He elected to be quiet, however, he was not leaving the area. He wanted to watch his bondage whore mother tie herself up more thoroughly. Actually, I struggled giving my caller just what he wanted. I thought to myself, I could fake it. How would he know that my arms were not restrained? But, a true submissive cannot lie, so I raised my arms up to my son to restrain me. He took much pleasure in binding my arms behind my back. I let out a few yelps because the position hurt. My caller came hearing me cry and grimace in pain. My son could be vocal now. He was aroused. He pulled the ball gag out of my mouth, replaced it with his cock and refused to undo my restraints. He skull fucked me, but he was saving his cum for his mommy’s ass. He spit in my face, kicked me in the stomach, then rolled me over to sodomize me. Clearly, he had some pent up aggression for his mommy. He left me tied up with his cum oozing out of my ass. “Looks like your my bitch now, Mommy,” he seethed at me as he walked away leaving me tied up on the floor.