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Lead by example

My sir/master enjoys watching me tell others what to do and torturing them. I have to be careful though  because my master expects me to be able to to lead by example. If I am willing to dish out a punishment for my masters enjoyment, then he expects me to be willing to show I can handle it first. If I do not do as my master says I am held responsible and he punishes me first. My master is fond of playing with me while he inflicts just enough pain to get his point across and teach me these valuable lessons. I get the honor of setting an example for these girls and my master is caring enough to even give me the idea of a little control to pick what these other girls get to experience. I just must be willing to endure it myself first. I am so willing and ready that I will endure, especially so me and master can come together.

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Bondage Whore Jenn

Cheap phone sex I hate when masters see me and think they have to take it easy with me. I am not new to the kinky sex and the pain that comes with it, and I am usually a very bad girl so you have to take it 10x harder. I want you to control ever move every breath I take, if I take one out of order I want you to take a riding crop and swat my face as hard as you can. I just love being a dick sucking little slut. Can you bend over so I can stick my tongue straight up your ass, that is my favorite thing to do for my master. I really need a good master to spank me and beat me

Bondage and submission

I am not new to the sweet release of letting another person control my movements. I find pleasure in letting someone control my sexual release and how many time I can come from the pleasure of both pain and exotic feelings. My very first master or sir as he had me call him was very gifted at showing me what I needed to know and how to follow directions so that the experience was pleasurable for both of us. I learned very quickly not to talk back, or get any pleasure with out first seeking his approval.

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I feel that I have mastered the art of being the perfect little slut and I know exactly how to take orders to be an obedient little whore that a master seeks and needs to make his every fantasy come true. It is a great gift to be able to be the ass hole or cunt that someone takes their aggression out on because they need a release. Its a very pleasurable experience to be whipped, beaten, gagged, fucked and tortured with devices and cocks to someone else’s will. I take pride in being the submissive whore of someone and giving in to complete control of the Bondage and submission they give me.

 

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A Submissive Whore and a Lot of Hot Wax

submissive whoreThis submissive whore had a hot Fourth of July. Not good hot either. I am not speaking in terms of sexiness or temperature. Well, at least not temperatures outside. My plan was to host a small cook out for my family and a few friends. My son got high and had different plans for me and his sister. My daughter inherited my big boobs. Even though I have fake tits, she still got some big natural jugs. Where she got them from, I am not sure, but my son is a breast man. Most guys do like big boobs, real or fake. He was high on coke and meth. The combination of the two drugs, takes him to a different place. He becomes meaner than a junk yard dog. He tied us both up with ropes so he could bind our boobs. He likes seeing big breasts tied up and abused. Usually, it is just my boobs he ties and binds, but yesterday he wanted his sister in on the fun. That was fine by me because she is an unruly brat whom I am dying to break. I think her brother would make a great master for the little twat. Once he unveiled our blindfolds, we knew what was going on. We saw all the candles. Hot wax torture was up next. He went gently on his sister; just dropping a few drops at first. The more he dripped, the more she screamed, the harder his dick became. I am a seasoned nipple torture whore. He had to dump the wax of a large candle on my areola to make me scream; so he did. He is a typical sadistic. The more we screamed or cried from the pain, the harder he became. My daughter doesn’t enjoy being a submissive slut, but she needs to be treated like one to get the stick out of her ass. Me on the other hand, I am born pain slut. Pour that hot wax all over me master and listen to me scream.

Im my masters release

I had the most amazing experience of my life last night with my master. He took me to limits not only physically but also spiritually. I could swear that I had an out of body experience last night at some point between the time my master had me by my throat and was sticking that cattle prod up my cat and the electrocution shock pads that were on my inner thighs and pussy lips.

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I felt a whole new level of sexual awareness and just how much pain really can be pleasurable. I felt like I had become one with my master and I could feel the rage and the lust that he had for me while he rammed his massive throbbing cock down my throat while plugging my nose. I have never felt so helpless but so powerful at the same time. I knew that in that moment I was his release and my body and what he was doing to it was saving him from his own emotional demons. That is a special bond and I am so grateful to my master for letting me be his tool to release all that anger.

I wasn’t always submissive.

Bondage and submissionI wasn’t always this submissive. Bondage and submission were never part of my lifestyle. I lived a life of royalty with a doting husband and sweet young ones. I never had to work. My husband asked very little of me. I didn’t realize how much I was failing at my job of being a good wife. Sometimes he would ask me for things. Like wanting me to lick his asshole or give him a gagging blow job. I just laughed at him. I’d catch him late at night looking at BDSM porn. Then came the day that I discovered his mistress, or rather his slave. He had found a submissive woman to do those things that I refused. I vomited when I saw the pics of him beating her or with her wearing a ball gag. I wanted a divorce.

Instead, he made me disappear. Or, rather, he sold me into slavery. My cruel master taunted me with the pics of the poor widower pleading for my return. Soon, he had me declared dead and collected my insurance. I am forgotten. I do not exist.  I am solely a piece of meat. A breathing carcass belonging to my Master. I’m an obedient fuck doll with orifices to be used. Nothing matters now. I can never have my life back. So, now I am that woman. That obedient slut who lives like a pet in a cage, hoping only for a few scraps and a pat on the head. Oh how I wish I would’ve taken my husband seriously and been the woman he asked me to be. But now it’s too late. I am just a BDSM whore now and I beg you for your mercy.

Tied Up with Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex ties me up on the phone all day! Sometimes, quite literally too. My son is becoming more and more dominant with me. In the past, normally I had to push his buttons to get him to snap. Now, he just snaps if I breath funny. I am not complaining. I have long hoped he would take over master duties when my current master becomes too feeble to care for me properly. The problem is that my son knows nothing about the lifestyle I live. He just likes to abuse his stupid whore mother on occasion. That is the problem I have discovered. There are too few lifestyle masters anymore. Most guys fall into the category of misogynistic sadistics. Guys who just like abusing women. No code.  No lifestyle. Just periodic abuse with no rhyme or reason.  My son got pissed at something trivial last night. He slapped me around and tied me up naked on the couch. He left me to go out with his friends drinking, but not before he fucked my ass and filled it with cum. He let off a litany of humiliating slurs before vacating the house and leaving me literally tied up. He knew I was working so he left the phone near me. Now, I can answer my phone with my Bluetooth, but my hands were bound, which made taking credit card information impossible. He deliberately wanted to humiliate me and deny me money. He enjoyed the fact that I could answer the phone but couldn’t take a call. I missed several hours of being a submissive whore on the phone because my son thought it was funny to leave me tied up on the couch for a few hours.  What would you do if I was your slave? Why is it I ca only find men who want to straight out abuse me?

Living the slave life

slave trainingEvery woman deserves slave training from her man. Deep down we all want to be owned and disciplined. Feminists really need a few lessons on how to treat their Master.

You turn the crank on the stretching machine and I feel my hips pulling from their sockets. I grit my teeth and try not to cry out. I deserve my punishment and Master is enjoying it immensely. I see your cock grow as you crank it again. The rope burns into my wrists and ankles. My vertebrae scream with pain. This is what I get for my disobedience. You told me not to wash my pussy after the party last night. You wanted it ripe and crusty. One of your freak colleagues was coming over to lick it clean. I cost you money.

I did not obey. I washed it and douched all of the clotted cum from inside, waxing the stubble and shaving my legs. I hated feeling all raw inside, the smelly ooze on my panties, the stench of sweat in my hair.

So I disobeyed and now I pay the price. It’s going to be a long night and you won’t stop until you tire. Tomorrow I will be a bloody, bruised pulp and it is my own fault. A worthless slut like me should always obey the Master.

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Bondage Phone Sex Slut

bondage phone sexDo you like bondage phone sex talk? I am a bondage slut. Have been since I was a young girl. Daddy would tie me up and leave me in the closet. Sometimes, he did this for hours. Once he left me for an entire day. Of course, he punished me for pissing my panties. I was a young girl. I couldn’t hold my bladder that long. Things are no better now that I am older either. Master was very displeased with me the other day. I fucked up at work. My punishment was severe, I thought. He stripped me naked and tied me up in pretty blue rope. Not for a few hours, but for a few days. No food. No water. No bathroom. In the past, he has simply forgotten about me. He is old and forgetful. Not this time. He knew what he was doing. After close to 48 hours, he sent my son to rescue me. My son, however, decided to take advantage of the situation. “Since you already smell like a toilet, Mom,” he seethed as he pulled out his cock and pissed in my face.  My son takes after his father and grandfather. Both have such a mean streak when it comes to women. I was untied, but not until he was done force fucking my pissy pussy and shitty ass. He spit on me, kicked me in the belly and told me to clean myself up because I was a disgrace. Stupid whores like me deserve to be treated like human toilets, right?

Bondage and Submission is This Whore’s Life

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is the name of the game with an old whore like me. Tie me up and use me. It is literally the name of the game with the men in my life. Master loves to tie me up. He is old, however, which means he is forgetful. He paid me a late night visit last night because he was in a mood. My master is married. I have been his whore for decades, so when he wants to do something outside of the office, it must be a hotel or my place. His wife is so clueless or she just turns a blind eye because he keeps her financially secure; just like he does me. He tied me to my bed. He didn’t fuck me, but seeing me tied up in a pink see through teddy got his dick harder than it has been in years. He started jacking his dick. He had done a Viagra and a line of coke. I was in trouble. He jacked off for an hour at least before he covered me in his old jizz. His shriveled up old cock was still hard, so he fucked my ass. Hard. He is almost 70 and he ravaged my ass like a college boy. My son came home unexpectedly. When he saw his bondage whore mommy all tied up, covered in cum and taking it in the ass, he wanted in on the fun. My master and my son tagged teamed me for what felt like all night. I woke up, still tied up. I was covered in cum with a sore ass. They were no where in sight. I couldn’t get off the bed without assistance. I tried, but ended up falling off the bed. The loud thud woke the men who were in the living room refueling for round two. Thus, is the life of a submissive whore.