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Prostate Milking Lessons

prostate milking RobynHe put a pair of cute little black panties on me and a cute little lack laced bra. My black collar with it’s silver spikes locked firmly around my neck, Nipple clamps on and tightened all the way down. Ball gag is in place and leather cuffs locked on my wrists and ankles. Master has a lesson set up for me and I have to be shackled and paying close attention. It seems master has discovered the pleasure of prostate massage and I learn from the best what prostate milking is all about. Of course I can’t be free to speak or move while being taught, thus the shackle and ball gag. My confining state will insure that I am paying close attention and that I don’t miss any of the lesson before me. As soon as she is done showing me I will have a demonstrative quiz to insure that I learned well. If I don’t pass I know that I will be punished so I must pay close attention.

Bondage Phone Sex with a Worthless Submissive Whore

bondage phone sex berniceBondage phone sex games require creativity and a stupid slut willing to go that extra mile for her phone master. In real time, you would slap a ball gag in my mouth and restrain me so you could abuse me how you want. But for phone sex calls, you want my mouth free so you can hear my cries, pleas and pain. Since I am a true submissive, I can restrain myself for you. Not as good as you could do it if you were with me, but I can put you on speaker phone then bind my ankles and my wrists. I can even tie up my big worthless tits. That is my favorite actually. I have these big fake titties which are the hallmark of a worthless fuck pig. I have learned to hog tie them until they turn blue. Because I am a true submissive whore, I can abuse them how you desire, sir. I follow all orders. I can burn them with a cigarette. I can scratch them with my long fake finger nails. I can carve your initials in them with a razor blade. I can punch them with my fists. I can pierce the nipples with a hat pin. I can even bite my own nipples off. These tits are as worthless as I am sir. Please force me to abuse them for your pleasure.

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Hanging with my Master

submissive whore breanneMaster called upon me. Demanding I present myself in the nude. So instead of getting dressed I stripped myself of every article of clothing I had on. I had to keep myself some what discrete so I put on a baseball cap to hide my face some what and I walked to my car.

As I begin what is normally an hour long drive to Master’s den I can feel a pool of my wetness beginning to puddle up on my leather drivers seat. I make the haul taking nothing but the main roads instead of the freeway. I must follow his command as I know he has a GPS on my car. It seems as though I get stopped by every light there is. One guy taking full attention and advantage of the view he flashes me his hard cock.

Alas I am at my ready and willing Master’s den. I slowly make my way to his front door as he takes his sweet time opening up for me. Once he does he yanks me by the arm over the threshold slamming the door behind me.

I take notice to the noose like rope dangling from the ceiling. He commands me to lie beneath it as I do. At that moment he begins to wrap my ankles with the rope.
He then hoists me up and leaves me suspended in the air by my ankles. My baseball cap falls to the floor. He shoves a gag rag into my mouth making sure it’s securely in place he grabbed my ass and spun me. I’m now upside down, gagged, and spinning like a freak show ballerina. I love pleasing my master to his content.

I heard the sound of a sharp snap. It was a sound I was all too familiar with. It was~ Whipamina ~. The rule is when I hear the cracks of Whipamina’s voice I must beg for her to kiss my body. “Oh please Whipamina kiss every inch of my tingling body” I muffled through the rag. I knew it was only a matter of time until I felt the sting of his kiss on my slutty little ass. ~Snap~ ~Crack~ another then another. Oh my Master treats me like the bitch princess that I am. I am in such a dizzy spell with blood rushing to my head as I spin around taking all the licks from her.

Apparently I am welted enough to his desire because he call out to me. You filthy little bitch do you need my ointment? Yes, Sir I whimpered through the rag. He fills his hand with as mush precum his hard cock will produce and spreads it over my blistering welts. Instant relief became of my lash marks.

Suddenly I take notice to another piece of rope he grabbed. He beings tying my hands together at the wrists and begins to pull my arms upwards towards my feet. I am now suspended in a hog tie fashion. My head at the perfect height for his fat hard cock. He rips out the gag rag and begins to fuck my throat like never before. Shooting a hot load forcefully down my throat filling my stomach with his massive burning hot load. I can feel it tingle as it slides down the back of my throat. As quick as he came he left the room. Me left helplessly hanging there by myself. Maybe you’d like to hang out with me sometime……..

Bondage Phone Sex Whore for Anal Extreme Bondage Fun

bondage phone sex berniceI like bondage phone sex games. When I first got into bondage it was pretty vanilla. I’d be bound and gagged, sometimes blindfolded for what I considered to be more psychological games. Think 9 1/2 Weeks. Maybe there would be some spanking or breast play. So when an old friend I met at a bondage club in the late 80s found me on Facebook and wanted to hook up, I assumed we would have some old fashioned bondage fun. I guess I am a dumb whore for assuming his kinks haven’t intensified over the years.

I let him restrain me. I was there on my living room floor, helpless like I was 2 decades ago. When he dragged me by my bound feet and started kicking me in the pussy, I knew he had evolved into a hardcore extreme bondage kind of guy. I just prayed snuff was not his thing. He ripped my panties off, forced me on all fours and inserted an anal hook in my ass. If he had just placed the hook in my ass, I would have been okay. I like ass play. I have always been an anal whore. What he did was torture. He dragged me around my house by the anal hook. It was in me so deep, I thought my ass would prolapse. He had me oink like a pig as he pissed all over the floor dragging me around like a red headed mop.

extreme bondageHe even lifted me up in the air by the hook to force me to suck his cock. As I trembled and grimaced in pain, he pissed down my throat. His strength scared me, yet turned me on too. He was a different man now. Meaner, more dominate. By the time he was done using me as his anal rag doll, my ass was gaping open and pretty battered. I’m sitting on an ice pack as I tell my tale hoping someone will give my ass a bit of the hair of the dog that bit it. I am a glutton for punishment.

I Needed To Be Punished

submissive whore robyn1When Joel came home he knew with out asking that I had been a bad whore.
When I gave him the package the UPS driver had brought for him he REALLY knew. I couldn’t lie when he asked me if I had been a bad slut. I had to tell him that I sucked the balls off the sexy UPS driver. I couldn’t help it he was so fucking sexy in his brown uniform.
Joel told me I would have to be punished. I knew that was cumming and my cunt was already wet with anticipation.
First he made me go get the smallest vibrator i had. He knows I like the big one but I had been a bad whore and needed to be punished so all I got was the little tiny one.
He made me put on nothing but my nylons and lay on the bed. Pulling them down a little bit he had me put just the tip of the vibrator in my ass and turn it on.
He knew that would just tease me and make me want more. But that was part of the punishment.
When I couldn’t stand it any more he made me shove it all the way in and pull my nylons up before he spanked my ass till I was crying and begging for mercy.
All while having to admit what a bad little slut I had been and how I deserved to be punished.
My punishment wasn’t slow and included nipple clamps and pain and more begging.
Eventually I can convince Joel that I will be a good girl and he lets me cum. But we both know that I will fuck up again and have to be punished like the submissive whore that I am

My New Master

Submissive Whore Leah (1)As a Fuck toy, I don’t have choices in where I sleep at night.
One night I’ll be in someone’s bed getting my whore mouth fucked, the next I’ll be strapped to a concrete slab in some warehouse with the ropes wrapped so tight that I can feel my nipples going numb.
I can have any one of my wet holes filled with anything imaginable, and some unbelievable, at any given time, and it almost always hurts.
I rarely have a say in anything.
But the pain makes it all worth it, that rush when skin finally breaks and blood oozes, when flesh gets torn off of bone.
That’s how I end up spending the night with Him.
I showed up to his hotel room, he was traveling for work and lonely.
Lonely probably isn’t the right word, more like horny.
Happily married, well employed, a man content with his life, almost.
He had a secret, and I wouldn’t be in his hotel room if he didn’t need to fulfill that particular need.
He surprised me right away, he actually said hello to me, asked me how I was doing. He even took my coat off and asked if I needed anything, not the usual way that a Master would treat their property.
It made me uncomfortable, and he saw that right away. His personality shifted immediately as he glared at me and grabbed my hair, kissing me so hard that his teeth broke my bottom lip open.
I could feel my slit leak as he sucked my blood in his mouth and tore off my shirt and bra.
He shoved me to the floor and told me that he didn’t approve of the slutty way that I dressed, which confused me even more. I was wearing a thin halter top and a leather mini skirt so short that my ass cheeks hung out.
Don’t all Masters like slaves wearing as little clothing as possible?
He sat back on the bed and took off his belt, unzipping his pants to pull out a thick monster cock, rock solid and already leaking precum.
I wanted to suck that meat stick more than anything else in the world, but I may be a worthless whore but I’m not an idiot.
I sat on the floor until he gave me permission to crawl to him.
Once I got to his feet he dragged me over his lap and pulled off my skirt, then started cracking that belt over my entire ass, whipping it raw and bleeding until he moved on to my thighs, going all the way down to my knees.
I’m all drool and tears when he finally changes the belt for his bare hand, which is gently caressing my bloody bum. He makes me count out twenty very hard swats to my already abused ass before he is finally satisfied.
Then he flips me over and does the one thing that I was not expecting.
He holds me in his arms, firm cock pressing into my crack, and he tells me that he doesn’t like for his toys to show other men what belongs to him.
He strokes my hair and tells me what a good little slave I have been, then he tells me I can call him Paul.
I have had a lot of Masters, but only one of them lets me call him Paul.
The rest of the night was a gentle bliss filled blur.

Master Needed

submissive whore casey1It feels like it has been forever since I have had a real Master. It has only been 2 days since I felt that delicious pleasure and pain. Don’t get me wrong he was a great master. He had my backside so sore I could barely sit down but I need more. I need more pain. I am looking for a master to have the ultimate submissive phone sex with me. You can do whatever you want to me. I need that pain. I need to be punished like the whore I am. Tie me up, blindfold me, whip me, paddle me. I need a master on the phone that can give me that pain and then the pleasure I need. After all of the punishment I will be so wet and ready to take your big hard, throbbing cock in my tight pussy. I want you to fuck my mouth hard. I want that big, hard throbbing cock to fill my ass and pound it so hard and cum in my ass. I want to feel that hot cum inside of my tight ass. So you see what I need no what I crave is phone sex with the ultimate master. One that can get me on my knees and make me beg!

Such a good girl

submissive whore casseyI met a new master last night and it was just what i craved. He was a perfect master. He tied my wrists and ankles to the bed while i was lying on my belly. He spanked me so so hard and it felt absolutely amazing. I begged for more. He would stop long enough to whisper in my ear what a good girl I was. My pussy was getting so wet. He teased me by barely touching my pussy. My ass was so sore but the feeling was incredible. Finally he told me if I was really a good girl I would beg for his big, hard throbbing cock. I begged and pleaded. He untied me and fucked my mouth so good. Then he bent me over the bed and in one quick movement he shoved his whole huge cock into me I screamed out, he was so big and hard. He pounded and pounded until finally he came inside my tight pussy. He made me come at the same time. After he just kept whispering I was such a good girl, the best he had ever had.

Take It All Away

submissive whore leahYou can take my pretty clothes away, you can throw away my make-up.
You can toss my jewelry and shoes in the trash.
Other guys still look at me because I’m a pretty girl, and you don’t like that.
You can cut off all of my long, blond hair.
You can rip off my painted fingernails.
You can punch my luscious lips till they split open and my teeth fall out.
You can scar my smooth skin; brand it, slice it, burn it.
You can smash my flawless feet, toes to heels.
You can destroy my body until I am nothing more than three wet holes for you to use, to fuck, to violate.
You can do all of this, and I’ll love you for it.
You can do all of this, just because you can.

Submissive Whore Christmas

submissive whore robyn1Being a submissive whore is the only thing I know. Yesterday master wanted to decorate the tree for the holiday season, he stuffed my cunt full of tree ornaments, they were the old glass kind and as he stuffed them in my pussy and there was no more room, they would break from the force of his shoving the next one in. My pussy was bleeding and cut from him forcing more and more ornaments in me. \When  he was done he pulled them all out and put me face down and ass up filling me with whiskey so that he could drink it out of me. I was his human flask, It burned so bad but I new better then to cry out or complain. That would have earned me more punishment. I know how to be the best submissive I can be and to tell you the truth when it was all over the juices that my pussy produced were very soothing.