My Sugar Daddy visited me tonight. When he arrived, I met him at the door already on my knees which is just the way he likes it. Dressed in thigh highs, crotches panties , my collar and the highest heels that I have. My pussy soaking wet with anticipation. He grabbed me by the collar and dragged me down the hall, leaving scrapes on my knees. He ordered me to unzip his pants with my teeth, and like a good slut, I complied. I was not going fast enough, so he slapped me HARD. Just the way I like it. My face red, he smacked me again making me cry out. Daddy pulled my hair with one hand, while yanking his pants down with the other. He shoved my his dick into my mouth, held the back of my head and face fucked me until I was dripping drool all over his cock and balls. Gagging, I felt my clit tingle and swell and pussy juice began to really make my panties wet. Yanking me by the hair, he dragged me, still on my knees further into the bedroom. He slapped me again and choked me, and I begged him to fuck me. I cried out for his dick and said, “please, Daddy fuck me now.” “You don’t deserve to be fucked you little cum whore, he said.” I knew I had to beg more, so I asked again for his big dick. He flipped me over onto my stomach, and forcefully entered my sweet little ass with his giant cock. The pain and the pleasure were almost too much to bear. I began to cry, and he loved it. “I’ll give you something to cry about,” he said, fucking my tight little ass harder than ever before. He came quickly, quicker than ever and I can’t wait until he visits me again.
Tag: bondage phone sex
Office Bondage Phone Sex Whore
Bondage phone sex is something I enjoy, but it is difficult to execute. Very hard to hog tie myself; however, I have discovered that I love sharing my bondage stories with my callers and hearing their stories of tying up women. Sometimes it is nice to hear about other submissive bitches. Hearing how you would restrain me gets my pussy wet too. I have been tied up just about every day of my life. When I was a little girl, daddy would tie me to a dining room chair. This was his way of forcing his cock down my throat. He tied me up so I couldn’t squirm away. Often times his friends would circle jerk on my face and little tits. Now I get tied up to my office chair by my Master and boss for shits and giggles or the slightest infraction. Yesterday, my workplace Master bound me so tightly to my chair, I couldn’t move. That was the goal. He wanted me immobilized for hours so I could entertain his buddies, a bunch of old lawyers. I served as stress relief for a big wrongful death case they were all working on against a large pharmaceutical company. I am a stupid whore, so I don’t know how important this case is, or how stressful it is for the lawyers involved. I just sat there, tied up and gagged while lawyers came on my face and called me names. A few skull fucked me. One fingered my pussy and another punched my tits. My boss finished up with pissing in my mouth. They all had different ideas of stress release. I am just a submissive whore who is whatever men want me to be. A punching bag. A human toilet. A fuck slave. A cum dumpster. A pain slut. A stupid MILF. What can I be to you?
Water Bondage Play
Master has becoming more extreme in his fetish play. And I think he loves playing off of my fears. Number one being my fear of drowning. I about lost it when I seen that huge tank of water with the ropes laying on the ground next to it. Not only being submerged in the water but being restrained had me literally shaking. He kept telling me to toughen up and take it like the submissive whore I am meant to be but I was practically in tears as he bound me. What was probably only an hour felt like ten hours being in that tank. He thoroughly enjoyed watching me quiver in that tank. As it was see through I watched as he let my head bob above the water and he stoked his cock.
Pussy Under Pressure
For the better part of our playtime Master has an erotic and impassioned touch to our bondage sessions. But this last bit of fun we dabbled in was intense torture to my poor little pussy. That is not to say I didn’t enjoy it. Just saying it was a different type of pleasure that I was not quite used to. In fact I fucking loved it. The balance of pleasure and pain brought me to an eruptive orgasm. He started by restraining me, naturally. Bounding my wrists together above my head to the bed posts following that my legs were ripped back and fastened to my wrists. Popping my pussy out front and center for him to perform his version of bondage, torture surgery. Smashing my pussy lips between lucite pressure vessels. Exposing my cunt hole for him to jostle around many different sizes of fuck beads in my pussy. Stretching me out in a slow and steady pace. Every now and then he would bite down on my clit which eventually became the cause of my squirting all over his face.
















