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Bratty Girl Gets Punished

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Sometimes, I can be a little too bratty for my own good. I was with this guy at his house and I just could not drop the attitude that day. He asked if he could take my jacket but I told him if he wanted to make himself useful, he could go get me a drink. Clenching his jaw, he went and brought me back a mixed drink, which smelled of vodka and pineapples. I scowled and demanded something else! The sweetness would surely give me a headache. He grabbed me by the throat and said I was such a brat and I needed to learn some respect. He slapped me across the face and tied my wrists together after pinning me down. Dragging me down to his basement, my ass hit each stair with a loud thud. He threw me onto this table, which wasn’t long enough to support my legs, meaning I had to keep them held up. Securing me to the table, he put a metal rod in my mouth, which also locked into the table. I couldn’t lift my head or turn it very far either. I was completely helpless! My wrists were hooked up beneath the table, behind my head. With brute force, he entirely ripped off any clothing still left on me. I did not have a spare outfit with me. Unbuttoning his pants, he took out his rock hard cock and started railing me with no mercy. My pussy took the beating as he slapped my perky tits, telling me what a stupid whore I was. I needed to learn some manners and he was going to teach me. Pulling my legs up with his arms, he then fucked my tight, dry asshole, ripping into me. I screamed in pain, but he did not let up what so ever. I couldn’t beg him for forgiveness with the metal bar in my mouth, so I hoped my pleading whimpers would be understood. But they were not, or, at least, went unacknowledged. He spent hours doing whatever he wished to me. By the time he was done, it was dark outside and he made me walk home in my tattered clothing.

Bondage Phone Sex

Bondage phone sexMaster likes to tie me up and my hands and feet and have his way with me. He came in to my room this morning horny as hell and told me it was time. He began tying me up and I saw his cock rising underneath his shorts. Just typing me up was turning him on? That’s so hot! I love being masters little submissive, he’s one of the nicest masters I’ve ever had and he usually always gives me what I went and lately I’ve been bugging him about how I want to try new things. So I’m laying on the floor, all tied up and master gets on top of me and begins thrusting his already rock hard cock into my wet fucking cunt. God, I love feeling masters dick so deep in my pussy. It was then when I knew what was different- Master invited someone else along to the game- his best friend. He came up and quickly began thrusting his dick quickly into my mouth. Master never lets anyone we know join in on a fuck, but he knows I have a crush on this guy so I guess this is my surprise! He’s just shoving his dick even deeper down my throat and as I begin choking on his cock I feel master cum deep inside of my pussy as his best friend whips his cock out and lets his load off all over my face! It’s been quite a while since I’ve had a good facial.

Abducted

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I woke up somewhere strange with my arms tied behind my back. Completely naked aside from my panties, I wiggled and writhed trying to break free from my restraints, or at least to sit up right to get a better look at my surroundings. I was on a bed in someone’s home, I could tell. And my legs were not tied! This was good, maybe I could escape. My stirring was heard, though, as a man walked in. His face was covered by his hat and bandana and he was holding a strange metal contraption in his hand. Cowering, I asked to be set free. He scoffed before grabbing me by the throat and pushing me back onto the bed. Holding me down, he attached the metal contraption to my head, putting it in my mouth. My jaw was locked in place, wide open! I couldn’t shut it no matter how hard I tried! Tears streamed down my face as he yanked me back up by my hair and stood behind me as he pinched and twisted my nipples. He gave me no mercy, no matter how hard I cried and yelped. I fell to my knees, the pain overwhelming me. Now in front of me, he firmly gripped each side of my head and began to fuck my throat. Gagging, I fought for air as he sunk into my face, balls deep. His cock was so huge, my throat could barely squeeze it in. When he was about to finish, he smacked me hard. I fell onto the ground as he straddled me and jerked each drop onto my face and into my mouth which was still being forced to stay open.

Can you handle me?

Cheap phone sexI love dressing up for my master. I like to be in a different outfit every time he comes home from a long day at work. Whatever I decide to dress up as I can NOT wear panties underneath, that is a big no no for my master. He likes to be able to get to my cunt whenever he wants, and I do what my master says. I have learned over the years how to be the best submissive slut I can be, I never dissatisfy my owner. That is what he is, he owns me I am his forever. I can have more than one master but who ever decides they wanna dirty little submissive they have to be able to take on that role. I like to be dominated in every way possible, if you think you can do that then call me.

Slavery

Slave trainingMy master will be home soon, so everything needs to be perfect. The bed needs to be made so tight that a quarter will bounce off the mattress. The floors need to be so shiny that you can see your reflection. Dinner better be hot and ready. And I better be naked with only heels on. He likes to eat his dinner first with me under the table sucking his cock. I have to eat real food before he comes home, because when he’s home cum is the only thing on menu. After dinner he likes a hot bath followed by a massage. Usually the massage leads to him brutally fucking me. He fucks me like he hates me. Pounding my pussy, and pulling my hair. His favorite position is doggy style, he likes to slap my ass hard over and over again. After sex my body is black and blue. The whole time I’m doing this daily routine I’m not allowed to speak, he likes silence. I obey his rules because he looks for reasons to punish me. I’m his slave and slaves have no opinions or rights. I only do what he allows me to do.

Punishing the Naughty Submissive Whore

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I was tossed onto the ground, rough hands groping my body. I couldn’t see because he had blindfolded me. He pulled up my wrists, which were tied together, and fastened them above my head. He then took my ankles, which were also tied together, and bound them below me. The ties were stretching my arms and legs so far, it felt like they would come out of the sockets. I laid there on display, like a good girl, awaiting my torture. First, a whip cracked against my bare skin, sending a searing pain straight down my spine. Circling my whimpering, quivering body, he continued to deliver lashes that whistled through the air. After he was bored with the whip, he pulled out a cane and whacked me on each breast. I cried out in pain as he repeatedly beat me. When I heard metal jingling around, I got nervous. He was going for the sharp objects. He came back with a corkscrew and twisted it into my side. It felt like a dagger spinning inside me. I screamed as blood squirted from the puncture wound. When he pulled it out, a chunk of my flesh came with it. Master says I was a good little whore and took my punishment.

The Pain Makes Me Wet

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You walk into the room and examine my naked body. I am on all fours, just how You instructed me, blindfold securely covering my eyes. My hair is pulled into a ponytail, as specified. “Good girl,” You say, grazing the crop along my back and over the lips of my anxiously awaiting slit. Then You stop once You notice my collar missing.
“Oops” I tease, demurely. The crop whistles through the air, making my jaw clench and toes curl. The stinging on my round ass makes my pussy start to drip. “I’m sorry, Sir.” The cracking of the crop against my skin creates a red hot welt. I feel a firm grasp at the base of my pony tail. You pull me over Your lap so my ass is readily accessible. From The Box, You pull out a studded paddle. The pain of the wood and metal makes me whimper. You paddle me until my ass cheeks are so raw and sore, it feels like it’s on fire! I hear You rummage through The Box again. A searing pain tears through my ass hole and I know this must be the big purple dildo I have seen in there before. Nothing that big had ever entered my tight, rose bud before so I screamed in pain. After the punishment was over, You tug my head back by my hair and ask, “Are you ready to be a good girl? Or should I keep going.” I giggle because I know I’m ready for more.

Erotic Bondage Stories are REAL!

Erotic submissive storiesEvery once in a while, he’ll call for a special, and we’ll have a great time. It’s been a little while since I’ve last played with Master, though, so when he called again, I was all excited. He told me that he’d found a fucking machine, and we were going to play with it together. I’d fantasized about that ever since he called, and when we finally played, it was amazing!! He tied me down with my legs pulled back and my arms strapped down. He put the machine down at the foot of the table he had me bound to, edged it close enough to extend the arm and put the head of the dildo at my pussy entrance. He turned it on, and it slowly made its way into my cunt, drawing a gasp and a moan from me as it intruded at almost a snail’s pace. It barely made it halfway into my cunt before the arm started to withdraw, so he adjusted it. The next pass made it all the way to my cervix, and he started to slowly turn the machine up. It got a little faster, and a little faster, every minute, until it was fucking he fast and furious. I honestly don’t remember how many times I got off, but my body was a pile of jelly when it was said and done. Master had to carry me to his bathroom, bathe me, and then carry me to his bed. It was an amazing night!

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesI love erotic bondage stories. As a little girl, I use to use my allowance money to buy True Detective magazine. It was soft core porn. The guy at 7-11 didn’t care that I was not old enough to buy the magazine yet. It was filled with stories of crimes against women. Many of the pictures were of women tied up in all sorts of positions. I would go in my room and masturbate hoping someone would tie me up like that. I love bondage. Now that I am all grown up, I have lots of men who enjoy spending time with a bondage whore like me.  Saturday night, I checked out a new bondage club about an hour away. I was nervous when I arrived because the place was filled with much younger women. That happens every time one of those Fifty Shades movies comes out. Those books / movies are so amateur compared to my life, but I get it. Young girls are curious about the lifestyle, just like I was when I was reading those true crime magazines. I was afraid guys would prefer young girls to an old cougar. But I had a few things they did not have: experience, big boobs and a true understanding of the BDSM lifestyle. Men were lining up to take me into a private room. I was the Belle of the bondage club. I had my pick of the litter, which is rare. I went with a handsome young man who reminded  me of my son. We went into a room adorned with red velvet walls and a variety of soft bondage equipment. He tied me up seductively and expertly for his age. He was in college he informed me. While I was tied up, he dripped hot wax all over my body. You cannot fuck in the club, but he could jack off on me. As I laid there covered in wax and cum, I thought if only all young dominant men were as sensual as him.

Bondage Whore is the Table

Bondage whoreForniphilia is a form of bondage and sexual objectification in which a person’s body is incorporated into a chair, table, cabinet or other piece of furniture. I kept reminding myself of this as my arms were strapped into a V and my legs together making me a table. My head was even covered with a mask and some strappy things wrapped around me to make me more sexy. There was a cold tray on my back, heavy with drinks and snacks. I was a good table as I listened to my Master woo his date, the purrs and happy noises she was making lets me know he’s doing well. I can smell his musk and hear wet slurping noises. His breath catching confirms that Master is getting his cock sucked. She gags for a moment coming up for breath, panting and I know he took her head and held her down. Put all his cock in her throat at once before pulling her off of his cock. I felt the tray lifted off of my back. Surprised as I felt a warm body lean over me. Putting their weight on me. Her soft pillowy breasts pressing into my back. I heard the sound of a belt being pulled out of belt loops before I heard a sharp hard crack across an ass. The girl resting on me moaned and a shiver ran through her. Knowing I was being her support, her table, make my pussy so wet and helped me to forget the soreness of my muscles from the awkward and hard position to keep. So as he kept spanking her with the belt, her nails gripping and digging into my side. The surprised cries. The gasps as leather impact skin. I just couldn’t help but get wetter and wetter. I could feel my own pussy juices trickling down my thighs as the belt thumped onto the ground. Then the conjoined moans of two people experiencing each other. My Master was fucking this woman while she used me for support. Each thrust I could feel her moan against my back, feel those shivers of pleasure and the pin prick of her nails. He thrust harder making her rock back and forth over me as the room filled with the sound and smell of their fucking and it was so amazing. When she came on me, quivering with the orgasm. Master grunting as he came into her. I felt my own pussy contract, cumming without it ever being touched. Just because I got to be their table for their fucking.