Master can you please tie my pussy up till it turns purple! Master please tie my pussy up and spank it till it starts bleeding! Spank it till you see my clit get fucking swollen and bright purple. Thank you Master! My pussy is so fucking swollen right now Master thank you so much, I fucking love it! That’s when I see you take your 12 inch cock out with a huge mushroom head measuring about 5 inches around! You tie me up bending over, grab that dick at the base of that fat shaft and ram into my swollen purple fucking pussy fuck hole! It hurt like a bitch Master! That’s not all? You slide that huge cock and shove right up my ass with no fucking lube! I just felt my asshole tearing apart as that big fat mushroom head penetrated that asshole while you spanked me till you would make me bleed!
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Crime and Punishment
Sometimes I can be an insolent bondage whore. Then again I don’t know anyone who doesn’t get a crabby bug up their ass once in a while. I know some of the most submissive women and men you could ever meet, and every so often I hear stories of the punishment that came with a crabby attitude. Last week, I got myself a little taste.
*Masturbation* isn’t all that big of a deal for most, but for a submissive with rules that you are not allowed to without permission, makes it a big deal. My Master knows that most types of punishment actually turn me on, but he does know what I don’t like. As simplistic as it is, I do not like being cold. I grew up in a very cold part of the country, and I live in continuously warm weather for that reason.
Master had been gone for a few weeks and I was lonely and horny, so I invited my bestie over for dinner and watch a flick. We ended up having a few too many glasses of wine and we ended up licking each other’s pussy until we both had a few orgasms. It was a night that I really needed with a companion and cumming. Master came home about 12 days later and when I picked him up at the airport he didn’t say much on the way back. I parked the car and all he said was for me to go to the basement and wait.
I made a straight line to the basement and he followed shortly after. He cuffed my wrists behind my back, left my t-shirt on and cut my panties off. I watched him walk to the washing machine, take the cold water hose off of it and turn the water on. I know from washing clothes that the water gets incredibly cold. He puts a nozzle on the end of it and starts to spray me down from head to toe. I am screaming from the cold, cold water while he tells me to tell him what I have been doing lately. I had totally forgotten by this time, the encounter I had with my bestie. “Have you cum while I was gone without permission whore?” he said. My mouth dropped open suddenly remembering the night and shit… the webcams. He continued spraying the freezing water all over me, but he abruptly put the hose down and picked up a flogger and began lashing my tits. I tried to make “pain” noises but it was hard to hide that I was enjoying his attention. After a while, he put his hands on his sides and told me I was a useless pain whore. Well, yeah… I usually enjoy it. I didn’t say that but I am sure he could tell what I was thinking. He frowned and took the cuffs off and told me to prepare his dinner. “Yes Sir,” I said with a bit of a grin. Maybe I got away with this one?
Masters Submissive Slut Property
Master can be a sadistic son of a bitch. He tied me to a upside down grocery cart on my stomach. By my wrists and ankles with rope. I always hate this position. The grocery cart metal digs into my skin. When Master sticks his cock in one of my holes. And jerks my body forward on the cart. It fucking hurts like hell. And Master knows that and thrives on my pain. The worst of this has not even come yet. After Master shoots his first load into one of my holes that really are his holes. Then this is when he usually likes to whip me with a belt, chain, or bullwhip. Really anything at his disposal I have been whipped with. Master makes me count each stroke against my body. If I cry or scream out in pain. I have to start from number one again and the strokes against my flesh get harder and more severe. The strokes are usually no less the 20 at least at each time. When my skin is red and torn open. Master will grab something to pour into my open wounds. Like salt or vinegar. Ohh that burns so much. I would beg him not to do such a thing to me. But I am not allowed. I may only beg for more cock, more beatings, more pain. Master pleasure is all that matters. I am his property. To think for myself or to disobey Master in any way is severely punished. I try not to get to this point with him. After Master pours salt or vinegar into my open wounds. He will fuck one of my holes again. Then of course whip me again. This pattern will repeat over and over for hours. Until he is done. That is usually when I get thrown into my cage. Until the next time Master needs a hole, a piece of furniture, a toilet, or anything else Master needs or wants from his property. But this is what I live for. I live for Master. I am Masters Submissive slut property.
Tied Up And Fucked By My Son
My son came to visit me over the weekend. I have missed him as my Master. I live to serve and please him in all ways. I still have our room set up with the bed and all our restraints and toys. He wasted no time taking his submissive MILF slave to that room and tying my up, spread out on the bed and completely naked. He took clamps and placed them on my nipples, pulling on them until I cried out in pain. He smiled. Then he took a large butt plug and slowly shoved it into my ass. He loves watching my face as it goes it, the pain from the stretching causing my eyes to water. It felt so good once it was inside me. I love having my ass filled. He started licking my pussy and shoving an eight-inch dildo up my pussy. I begged him to let me cum and he kindly gave my me release.

















