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Master’s Slave Gets Humilited Publicly

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The back of the train was quiet; I moaned as Master dragged His nails against the nape of my neck. My cunt was already soaked, and our game had barely begun. Master had been seated behind me for the past hour. Now, as we made our way across the countryside, the train was a bit more crowded. He stood, and opted for a seat on the other side of the car. He was facing me, watching me; I saw as he pulled a small remote control from his pocket, and pressed a button. A muffled buzzing adds itself to the ambiance, my face reddening. I was failing to control the bucking of my hips as the wireless vibrator mercilessly tickled my swollen clit. Before long. I was fighting back the need to moan loudly, to beg Master to please, please let his pathetic submissive slave cum. That was too humiliating to think of!
Master changed the settings, and suddenly I was nearly screaming. I did everything in my power to hold still. The toy was going from full blast to off, in five second increments. I was losing my mind. Suddenly, violently, the need to piss overtook the torturous pleasure. The buzzing would start, my cunt would gush, the buzzing would stop, and my bladder would scream from the fading contractions. I was in Hell.

Bondage me up

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We went out to the club last night and were treated to some sexy bondage. The women wandering around were all in various stages of being tied up or cuffed. We were served our drinks by a woman with her breasts bound. Saw a few others with hands bound either in front or behind. Some even had a leg bound up and they were hopping around. Just before midnight a spotlight came on above the dance floor and a hook lowered from the ceiling. A couple stepped into the light and I could see that the woman was the one who had served our drinks. Her master was there with her and he was deftly tying the rest of her up. He then attached her ropes to the hook and it rose so that she was just off the floor. As she swung slightly above ground he began to use her like a punching bag. He hit her in the face, stomach, breasts and thighs. He then grabbed a flogger and started hitting the rest of her with that. Her back was turning black and blue and one of her eyes had swollen shut but every time she was hit she would yelp and moan a bit. At the end of the show another spotlight came on and it was centered on her pussy so that we could all see how turned on she was. It was dripping and glistening in the light. Master whispered in my ear that it was time to go and when we got home he fucked me harder than ever before. I can’t wait to go back!

Branding my property

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Tonight was all about bondage S&M. Master tied me to a chair, taped over my mouth and then told me that tonight I was going to be branded. He had been working with a guy who designed them and finally found one he liked. He started heating it in the fireplace and would remove it on occasion to check that it was heating evenly as it should. Just before he pulled the brand out to use he came over and quickly cut my skirt and panties off. He then took the brand from the fire and brought it over for me to see. I was pleading with my eyes and trying to shake my head no but he just laughed and said that all cattle got branded and that I was nothing but property to him. He then took the brand and pressed it into my left ass cheek.  I screamed, tried to move and had tears streaming down my face but he held it in place until it cooled a bit. I have never been in so much pain and was retching from that and the smell of burnt flesh. My master then patted me on the head and said that I did well. He brought over some ointment and applied it to the singed skin before he cut me loose. He leaned down, ripped the tape off of my mouth and told me that he would see me next week. He had left the ointment there for me and I used some more before bed. I cried most of the night and was unable to find a comfortable position to sleep in. It took a long couple of days but it has finally scabbed over and doesn’t hurt as much. All I can say is thank you Master for the forever mark!

 

 

Sexy Bondage Roots

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I love sexy bondage games. Tie me up or tie me down. A caller asked how I became a bondage sex slave. He made me go back to my youth. When I was young, my mother left. She found a new man. One who would treat her like a princess and one with money. She abandoned me and left me with an abusive dad. He just saw me as a surrogate wife, not a daughter. I had to do all the housework, cook his meals and take care of his cock. As I got tits and pussy hair, he fucked me more. He shared me with his friends. I hated every moment. When I got sassy, he started to tie me up to my bed. He pulled me out of school, and I was tied up all day while he was at work. I would pee the bed. I had rope burns. I would have panic attacks. I had no food or water. No TV. Just tied up alone for half the day because my father was afraid I would leave him just like my mother did. Eventually, I did escape. I was a teen then and had endured almost 10 years of abuse at the hands of my own father. Almost 25years later, I find myself still into bondage. I grew into a bondage whore. Now I am still tied up and left by some men, but now I get wet. What gave me fear and anxiety as a young girl makes my pussy wet now. My caller made me admit that I am attracted to older men because I miss my father. Freud would have lots to say about me, I am sure. Although, my masters now are far nicer than my daddy ever was, I am still treated like nothing more than a sex slave.

Spanking Phone Sex Slut Celeste

Spanking phone sex is my favorite kind of play. It’s what ultimately gets my pussy wet. I need a Master with big hands that are strong and powerful to administer spankings. I love paddles and belts too. But it’s the exquisite feeling of an open hand of flesh and sometimes a soft leather glove, slapping my bare bottom. I will always get a dripping wet pussy from these spankings. It’s the biggest turn on for this subby. I love being a filthy little sub slut and love all kinds of sexual tortures. It’s how I was raised and I will take humiliation like a load of cum on my whore face, with pure pleasure. I can’t help but need to feel the sting of an open handed spanking that this Submissive Slut deserves.

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Submissive Whore Next Door

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI’m the whore next door your momma warned you about. During the day, I’m an Alpha girl, a go getter. I run my own Maid service, and running a business is never easy. I’m not married, I have no kids. Why? I have never found a man who can handle the extreme fetishes I have. I love pain, I’m a true masochist. My cunt gets soaking wet every time I get hurt. Men never want to hurt me because I’m “a woman”. That’s frustrating as fuck and makes it hard enough to get laid, let alone to get my needs met!

One of my girls called in sick, so I had to pick up the offices and homes she would normally clean. My last house of the day was for a Police Chief. He asked me to stay a bit after, so he could ask me a few questions about our services. I was agreeing, picking up some cleaning products when he grabbed me by my ponytail and flung me into the wall. His hand was around my neck, choking me. His eyes were wild!

That man used me for the next three days! I was bound, and held in a small cell in his basement. He flogged me, whipped me, and even spanked my bare ass with his hand. He fucked me… oh how he fucked me. Spit on me, degraded and humiliated me for the worthless bitch I am.He forced himself on me, in my mouth, up my ass, into my poor wet cunt, again and again.

When he finally let me go, I was a sloppy, cummy mess. He had kidnapped me, basically, but in the end… it was exactly what this submissive whore next door needed.

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He said I would be perfect for his plans. I continue this BSDM phone sex story of the Master I didn’t know I needed. The trunk slammed shit as he whispered that milfs are always so fun to play with. I was bound tightly and my blood pulsed in my ears. I didn’t know what his plans were or what was going to happen to me. After many turns and bumps and the heat starting to make me pass out he opened the truck and yanked me out by the hair. We were in another garage and he told me to crawl into the door leading inside. (Very hard to do, bound as I was, but I made it into the kitchen before falling.) A collar and leash was next as he cut my hands free but not my legs. I was led to a water dish and told to drink. I lapped up every drop as he told me I was his slutty pet! There was no living space, just a wall of bondage and a few tables. I was yanked and called a stupid whore as I couldn’t keep up. I was so groggy and scared as his knife cut me free and my collar dug into my neck. This submissive whore was made to lay on a table and spread her legs for the stirrups as pictures were being taken of my breast and pussy. I was on display and so confused, that didn’t stop my cunt from getting noticeably wet. After he put away his phone he came between my legs and began pushing his cock into my ass. “Tell me that you will be my personal slave whore Robyn!”

I stuttered a yes sir as he penetrated my ass and brought a flogger to my breast. I knew this was just the beginning!

Baseball Bat To The Cunt Made Me Wet

Slave TrainingI got fucked up at a party the other night, like the druggy cunt I am. I ended up chained to a wall, getting railed by four big, black cocks all at once. They used me like a cocksleeve, a little fuck puppet. I had snorted so much coke, I didn’t care. Their leader hung me from the ceiling, chained by my saggy tits.
My eight inch pumps were barely brushing the ground. Fuck it hurt! I was dripping wet by the time they took a wooden baseball bat to my pussy. I screamed; because fuck it hurt, but I couldn’t help but want more. I became their piñata; they cracked my ribs, ripped at my hair, pulled out my teeth.
I was in the sweetest agony, a heaven in hell. Every time they landed a blow, the tears leaked from my eyes, the blood from my cuts, and a thick, sticky wetness from my cunt. Offering me more coke, they put a pigs mask on me now. Their side of bacon; I was squealing like Suey herself. A bat to the temple knocked me out. When I woke up, I was tucked into bed, all cleaned up. The manacles around my wrists let me know I was trapped; again.

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Beaten Bloody – Hooks For Whores

Hardcore BondageHow many days have I been trapped in this dungeon, used and abused? I don’t know. Four, maybe five? I know I get beaten unconscious more than once a day. My pussy stays wet, and my bruises stay dark. Just last night, I was hanging from the ceiling by hooks. I’ve never been in so much pain, or so humiliated in my entire life.
They suspended me with what felt like a million sharp steel hooks. All through my tits, my thighs, my stomach. Even my poor pussy got a taste. It took what felt like hours to hang me, and then, they left me. In total darkness, with only the sound of my own breathing. Eventually they came back. I froze in terror, but my needy cunt gave me away. I was slick as a driveway in December as I watched six men walk in with baseball bats.
For hours, I was their human pinata. They would come, take a crack at my ribs, and watch me swing. The more I screamed, the harder they tried to get the candy out. They finally took a shot at a Grand Slam. One of the men started to force the bat into my abused cunt. He stretched me out. I was crying, and begging for release from my bonds, but a bat to the mouth shut me up. He started to fuck me with the bat. When I was right on the edge of cumming, my poor exhausted body doing anything it could to stay alert, he ripped it out, and took a swing. Full force, right to the cunny. The pain was beyond me, and I passed out. How much longer would I be trapped here? Was I going to make it out alive? Irrelevant questions; did I even truly want to escape? My heart said yes, but my greedy cunt told me no.

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I have a masochistic side that I can’t get rid of, perhaps that is what I love extreme fetish phone sex with men like you. I am a mommy whore BDSM plaything who wants you to hurt me. My son loves knife play. Using it as a weapon to force me to do the nastiest things, like suck off the delivery man and piss on myself on live camera with his buddies. I have even strokes and been fucked by his best friends and Fido. He learns well from his daddy, but he lacks that self restrains on giving me pain for the hell of it. I give over my body to him because I know he has no self-control and will hurt me so well! Now I don’t let him have the small ones, his sisters, because that’s only for daddy and I just want to be used by my son to teach him how to be the best master while dolling out the pain to me! I will be the same for you, hurt me ravage me force me, I belong to your cock, All I want is your cum and to be a good milf and mommy whore to you!

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