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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.

Bondage Whore Caitlin

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Come over right now and tie me up baby, make me your bondage whore. I love to be completely tied down with a gag in my mouth to muffle every whimper that seeps from my throat as you’re teasing and fucking me into oblivion. I have everything you could possibly want to use for binding me up like the sexy little submissive whore that I am. I absolutely it when a man inflicts pain while hes teasing me, it’s the best of both worlds that gets me o my peak so quickly every time. A little bit of pleasure mixed in with a whole lot of pain for me! I have all kinds of whips, flogs, and paddles just for inflicting pain baby. I’ll be your little sex slave if you know how to tie me down just write. Do you think you have what it takes to truly tame me into a submissive little cunt? I believe you do because your dick is already getting hard just thinking about hitting me and telling me to shut the fuck up when I cry out in pain.

Odontophilia, anyone?

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My Master loves my teeth. If I’ve been a good girl and used his favorite red lipstick, he ties me up and has me to lick my lips over and over while his cock grows to a size only true, uninhibited lust can bring. I make sure to bite my lip often showing him my pearly whites and he rewards me with placing my favorite vibrator right against my clit. He brings me right to the point of orgasm, and then stops. He’s a big tease, but so am I. I make sure to bite my lip continuously and flash him big smiles, encouraging him to reward me. Eventually, he demands that I open up and he rubs the head of his cock against my hyper white teeth. I can feel his cock throbbing, and when I flick my tongue out, he shoots a huge load of jizz into my mouth and onto my face. More rewards for this submissive whore!

Slave re training

bondage and submissionBack to the basics!

My pussy throbbed in anticipation. My tits, arms, and legs were bound tightly, and burning so sweetly. It had been so long since I had had a master, I went back into training! My son’s best friend was home for a few weeks, and happily agreed to cum over refresh my memory. He entered the room holding a massive black cock dildo. “You know the rule, Mrs B. You have to earn making one single sound. And don’t you fucking dare climax with out permission.”

I tried to control the throbbing and spasms already happening in my sticky, wet cunt. This wasn’t going to be easy!

He got between my legs, and ran the tip of the big, cold rubber toy up and down my slit and asshole. I bit my lip, not making a squeak. He began pressing and screwing it into my ass, stretching my tight, neglected asshole. A whimper rose in my throat, but I suppressed it. Once it was buried to the hilt, completely filling my ass, he started sliding his own massive, impressive cock into my pussy. I couldn’t do it, I came hard, and violently.

SLAP! A quirt across my tits, raising welts and dots of blood on my nipples.

“I told you, little whore, not to do that!”

What should my next punishment be?

Wonder Woman Gets Tied Up and Fucked

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 I entered the dungeon dressed in my Wonder Woman outfit knowing I would turn some heads. The DOMs were all over me, the fantasy behind fucking Wonder Woman drove them crazy. Within minutes I was tied and gagged and everyone wanted a piece of me. Well, they got it, and I was fucked, licked and sucked all night long by so many different people. I was the star of the show and I loved every minute of it!

Being a submissive whore is what I was made to do, I crave it, NEED the attention and pain that they inflict. I’m not satisfied until I am covered in cum and have had every hole fucked. I think next time, I’ll go as Cat Woman or Super Girl. I’ve been saving up for a new costume. Why don’t you give me a call and tell me which you think I should purchase next?I’ll be your sub slut, and we’ll get off together.

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The Future is Bleak for This Bondage Whore

bondage whoreThe world for a bondage whore is much different today than it was a few decades ago. My current master is aging out for our bondage games. I feel like a relic in the modern fetish world searching for a new full time master. I got into phone sex to test the waters; get an idea of what the future holds for me. This bondage whore has a bleak future. My current master has supported me financially for decades now. Our bondage games have always been shrouded in respect too. Safe words always honored; my limits respected. I started a FetLife profile so I could meet men looking for a bondage whore in hopes that I may find a new master much like my current one. I have decide that I have to give up on this notion that things can be the way they were in the past. I’m never going to find a benevolent master like I have now. He has spoiled me. He is the only full time master I have ever known. Every man I have met in the past several months who claimed to be into bondage and submission games lied to me. All they want to do is abuse and degrade me with no cloak of safety or respect. Since I am a true, old school submissive, I have no choice but to submit even when my code words are not honored. Ted was a man I thought might be into bondage as much as my current master, until he tied me up on his couch and left me there for two days. When he came back he found that I had pissed and shit on his couch, which he didn’t like. I was released, but forced to lick up his couch while he fucked my ass and called me names. Ultimate degradation. I didn’t fight too much; actually not at all because this submissive whore needs to except the current world order. I have no control or power in our BDSM relationship.