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Tie The Knot And Make Me Yours

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I find being a submissive slut makes it easy for me to teach those who are new to domination. It’s not something I do often but sometimes there is an eager attractive young stud that wants to learn to make me his. I normally teach the art of bondage first, because the power my masters have felt tying me up in any position they desire is often the one that gets them hooked. Recently a young new master has been coming over every other weekend if I’m free to learn and to dominate me. I completely submit to him but not before a little lesson on how to tie the knots just right. 

Starting with the basic frogtie so he can use a simple knot to bound my hands behind my back and then open my legs. Bonding my ankles against my thighs which gives him very easy access with me in the nude to my pussy. To do anything he wished. He could lick, bite, whip, and fuck it however he wanted. The knots were tight, I wasn’t going anywhere. He knew that when he was done with me he could just leave me there. He started with his tongue, got it wet teased me with pleasure, and then grabbed a small whipping crop from the shelf and whacked my pussy repeatedly until it was red and swollen. Ignoring my whimpers, continuing until he was satisfied. Only stopping to ram his cock into my beaten pussy until he unloaded his cum inside me. With each new lesson, I can feel him becoming more confident and eager to do more to me. All he needed was a true submissive whore to teach him.

Bondage and submission summer

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 Bondage and submission summer was one for the books. I couldn’t believe how much pain I was in after being repeatedly gang-banged and fucked on display for everyone to see. My asshole was bleeding out over the amount of raw dog cocks coming at my ass. I  could not catch a break for the life of me.

I’m not one to break down and cry easily, but the feeling of being violated and, on top of it all, getting bruised up had me pleading for mercy. The wicked laughs from each of those men echoed in my head.

I couldn’t believe I would later find myself imagining all that torture while I would play with my cunt. Now all I need to be able to reach climax is the thought of being tied up and violated.

I want so badly to feel worthless again.

Hang Me Up

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My tiny frame makes me perfect for submissive phone sex! You can pick me up and throw me in whatever position that you want me to. Most guys hang nigger sluts like me and suspend them with ropes. White men love watching their slut monkey swinging as they force fuck her mouth and throat. I want to feel the tension of the ropes burning my skin as you abuse my pink fuck holes. The momentum from being hanged makes it easier to plow the shit out of each hole as I scream. It hurts so good when you rip open my backend department with your huge cock. I know I probably don’t deserve it but I want to praise your steel pipe! Please skull fuck me until my tits are covered in puke and spit! I promise I’ll clean up my disgusting mess right out of my doggy bowl. I just want to worship your superior white cock. I know my place as make a black slut, master. I’ll do anything to be used by you.

A submissive Cum slut phone sex addict

Cum slut phone sexI’m a dirty whore, a real submissive Cum slut phone sex addict treated to a life of servitude for women that use, abuse, and treat me as their slave. I was whored out again today to some trailer trash with an unwashed cock and hands the size of my head. He tied my legs down and open, took my hips, and ruthlessly fucked into my wet cunt like I didn’t have feelings. It hurt, it hurt so much, but I couldn’t tell him to slow down. I’ve been trained to be far too submissive to voice complaints when chained down and being used for my two master’s paychecks. When he was done he didn’t unload inside me as I’d expected, he’d pulled out just in time to jump on my chest, grab my thick tits, slip between them and force my head up to unload a thick stream of jizz up onto my face. When I didn’t get the hint he forced my lips open and made me participate in Cum eating phone sex. He didn’t let me just swallow, he made me chew it, made me taste his salty stream with my tongue, and get a full grasp of what he was treating me with. Only then did he praise me for being such an obedient slut, before slipping out of my marvelous titties, and lining up with my face. I liked this part, I knew I would, the moment when he rammed his hard pussy juice-covered meat stick right into my face’s fuck hole was orgasmic. I sucked, I licked, I lapped at his cock like a bitch and slurped him with gratitude. It wasn’t just a casual suck and fuck for me, it was a grateful reprieve from the pain I knew he’d no doubt bring back in just a few moments. As far as I was concerned, this was my time to show off some Cock worshipping and I never waste an opportunity to worship what’s given to me the way my body was always intended to.

Can’t Crack This Cunt

Extreme bondage

 

I think that guys like to put me through extreme bondage fucking because they want to see what it takes to make my super submissive cunt crack.  How do you break a slutty sub who refuses to snap?  The answer is, you don’t.  You can try, little man, but I guarantee that you will not succeed.

There’s this one dom that likes to spend his time coming up with all sorts of sadistic ways to try to fracture his fair skinned little fuck dolls and, apparently, I always get to be test subject numero uno for all of his twisted twat torturing sex schemes.  Between you and me, they aren’t anything new, just new to him.  I just roll with it like a good slave should and let him believe that everything he does to me I’m experiencing with him for the first time.

He’s real big on throat fucking and making me gag out my thick gullet spit all over his cock and balls.  I know he wants to make me puke but I don’t do that anymore.  Years of hardcore esophagus hammering have hampered that trigger, for sure.  He can pummel my windpipe all he wants, I won’t be losing my lunch from being throat banged anytime in the foreseeable future!

He also thinks that making me completely immobile and violating my chocolate fuckhole will corrupt my constitution.  I don’t think I have to tell you that my electrifying elastic asshole doesn’t bat a brown eye at the thought of being stretched out to its furthest possible limits.  Do you know how many fists and massive dildos this ass has taken?!  I don’t tell him that, though.  I just scream and wail as he nails me into the ground or onto a table or what have you, making him think that he’s busted my backdoor completely in when he fills my beautiful butt with his sticky cum.

I make sure that I’m crying and shaking on the floor when he leaves, but once he’s out of the chamber, I prop myself up, finish myself off then skedaddle, no sweat.  Okay, there’s some sweat, and usually blood and tears.  But there’s no breaking.  You can’t crack this submissive slut, but you’re more than welcome to try.

 

Submission Shocker

Bondage submission

 

I think I’m so into bondage submission because I’m just really good at it!  I can take a lot of abuse on every part of my body and the dirty doms I kick it with aren’t shy in the least about putting that statement to the test.  It’s cool, I haven’t found a pussy mangling punishment that my calm, cool and collected cunt couldn’t handle yet!

I usually spend at least one or two nights a week down at Submission Manor.  The Headmaster there really knows his stuff and only lets the most seasoned sadists join his elite club of bound babe brutalizers, so any sub worth their salt knows you have to be accepted there if you’re serious about being subjugated.  I obviously had no issue being initiated into the abusive association.

Last night, they had it all set up and ready to spread lips with labia clamps so they had easy access to the wettest parts of their masochist’s pussy and asshole meat.  Every sub in the place was subjected to genital shock therapy, courtesy of whichever malicious master chose them as their target for torture.

Of course Headmaster chose me to be his helpless whore, I’m pretty sure he likes me more than the other weak little whipping blocks he has from which to choose.  He always grabs me before anyone else does, I know it’s only because he likes the way I scream.  I didn’t disappoint, those electrodes felt like they were frying the fuck out of my flaps.  I screamed, yelled, hollered and wailed as he zapped my creamy meat zipper over and over again, increasing the voltage steadily as we went along, but I never gave up.  Even when he told me how worthless I was and that I was a waste of his time, I didn’t tell him to stop.

I took every shock, every slap, every drop of spit in my face and every single inch of cock he had to offer.  I always do, that’s why he favors me.  The Headmaster knows that when he’s making me submit, I’ll give it up just how he likes it and I’ll never, ever give in.

 

Bondage Submission in public

bondage submissionBondage submission is what happened as I met my master on the porch as he has been away for a while.
I dressed as slutty as I could as I walked the street to his house. Tight latex dress, black panties and garters showing in six inch stilettos! I wore my collar proud as I walked so people would look at me and know this subby whore was on a mission. Master opened his door and I knelt and bowed to him. Several of his neighbors were peeping on us and he laughed and demanded I strip my dress off on his porch!
Without question I did as I was told as he shoved his dick down my throat and gave his neighbors a great whore mouth fucking show!
Then it was time to be attached to the rings on his rails and strung up like a pinata, only I was a submissive whore on display. And the timing couldn’t have been more perfect as he got a UPS package delivered as I was incapacitated and vulnerable.
As a tip Master told the UPS driver he could fuck my ass if it wouldn’t interfere with his route that day. He took the offer and held me tight as I got an ass blast from the delivery man!submissive whore

Hot Ass Master

Bondage submission

 

Last night I took a deep dive into the world of bondage submission and it left me longing for more.  I’ve been hanging out with a new dom lately and he is a fucking smoke show!

My new hot Master sent me a text ordering me to be outside waiting for him in 20 minutes.  When his car pulled up, he got out and shoved me to my knees right there on the curb and forced his cock into my mouth.  While I was forcibly choked on his dick, he made quick work of blindfolding me and then pulled his cock from my hungry mouth with a wet suctioning noise, leaving me gasping and unsure if I was in more need of oxygen or that rod buried deeper in the back of my throat.

He roughly pulled me to my feet and whispered in my ear that he was taking me on a journey that I would never forget and that I was to do exactly as I was told.  He then placed a spider gag on me and threw me in the car.  We drove for a while and then I was picked up by my tits and carried a short distance.  The blindfold was removed and I took in my surroundings as he shackled my hands and suspended me from the ceiling.

I was in a dungeon outfitted with everything a sick sadistic pervert could imagine.  I barely had time to look around before my breasts were met with a barrage of brutal blows.  Master had a hickory switch in each hand and he was laughing and telling what a good girl I was as he dealt my licks.  My hands still high above my head, I was unable to do anything except thrash about as drool started pouring from my gagged, open mouth.

Once I was properly abused, my Adonis of a Master got behind me and fucked so hard the only sounds I could make were screeches and screams with the occasional gasp for air.  Just before he blew his hot load, he unstrapped me, spun me around and fucked my throat until he shoot a thick, chunky wad into my wide open mouth.

When he dropped me back off at home, I wasn’t ready to go back inside.  I wanted to stay with him but he forced me out of his car and peeled off down the street as he flipped me the bird.  He’s so dreamy.

 

Bondage Whore Bernice

bondage whoreA bondage whore never knows what kind of trouble she may get into. I love bondage.  I never say no to master when he has ropes in his hands. We have safe words, but honestly, I have never needed them. He is much older now and not as strong as he once was, so I assumed I still would not need any safe words with him. The other day, however, master wanted to experiment with extreme bondage restraints. He was not alone. He rarely shares me, but my guess was that he needed help for what he wanted to do. First, he tied me with thick rope. It left marks on my body and cut off my circulation. My skin quickly turned purple. Second, he had my limbs folded like I was double jointed. My arms and legs were contorted into uncomfortable positions. One sneeze or wrong move and I could have broken bones. Once I was bound, I realized why the other guy was there. I was going to be hanging from the rafters. This was some extreme bondage like master has never inflicted on me before. The two of them hoisted me up until my feet were a foot from the floor. The weight of my body pulled on the restraints forcing the rope to cut into my flesh. I was bleeding. Master has never made me bleed.

They left me hanging for most of the day. I had a ball gag in my mouth so I could not scream or cry. I knew this was not master’s idea. He is never that cruel to me. At the end of the day, I had pissed myself and was in more pain than ever before.  They cut me down. I thought it was because they could not stand the smell of me, but they wanted to fuck me. They sodomized my ass and fisted my cunt. I barely had enough energy to whimper. Master did not laugh at me, but his accomplice did. When they were done using this submissive whore, master apologized. He owed that guy a favor, and I settled his debt. I have rope burns and bruises all over my body, but at least master is even with that guy now.

 

A bondage whore in action

Angel has always been a whore, but bondage was a new world. Angel enjoyed going to the gym and enjoying the eye candy. She especially had her eyes on John as he did his weightlifting routine. He was very strong and muscular. Angel often daydream about what it would feel like in his arms. One day she finally got the courage to talk to him. He admitted that he had noticed her too. John asked if she would like to go have coffee with him. Angel was so excited and said “YES” Over the coffee, John asked more about Angel and how he could best get to know her. Angel could not believe this is happening. They actually stayed until the coffee shop closed. John had a few things that really had Angel wondering. John had been an active BDSM Master for several years. Angel did not seem to pick up on the clues. John was very attentive and allowed Angel to set the tempo. After having a few months of vanilla dates John asked Angel if she would like to go somewhere new. Angel said that will be very nice. John said it would be very special and to wear her favorite dress. As John and Angel walking into the BDSM club it takes Angel by surprise. She started to blush and whispered in John’s ear “Do you want me to do something like this?” John replied and said only if you feel comfortable in what we will be doing. She really loved John so she admitted that she was really scared but she wanted to make him happy. Angel was introduced to being in bondage and they never went back to vanilla dates.

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