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My New Master

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Looking for a submissive slut? Yeah, that’s me but good luck trying to get to me. I usually only cater to my daddy and his friends. If you think you can break me out of this dog cage, you will have a submissive sex slave for life. Recently a new man was brave enough to break me from my cage. This man was able to see how good of a submissive little cunt I can be. This man saved me from being locked away in a dog cage. He was my daddies friend that wanted to try me out, after he felt his cock going deep down my throat he was in love and offered daddy some money. Daddy said I wasn’t for sale, that really made me upset, I liked sucking the nice man’s cock. It made the nice man upset. He came back the next day to kidnap me, he
grabbed me by my hair,  tied me up and threw me in the back of his car. The next thing I knew I was waking up on his thick hard cock in a mansion. He told me I could have everything I ever wanted as long as I let him do whatever he wanted to me.

Hog Tied Whore

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Master loves to push me to my limits. He knows all my weaknesses, kinks and boundaries. He puts all of them into one ball of passion then tears it up and trashes it. Because with master, there is no boundaries or weakness. He wants me to full submit to him and whatever he wants. He loves to hog tie me like a good piggy whore and use my body however he pleases. He loves to see me squirm and pant like a little slut.

Master uses my wand on full power to titillate my cunt until it’s dripping wet and my clit is twitching. He pushes my rose bud asshole past its limits my shoving increasingly bigger and bigger dildos inside of me until it’s wet and gaping. There is no mercy in Master’s dungeon. Master will fuck with all five senses in increasingly sensual and painful ways. He will tickle, fuck and abuse every inch of me until I am a wet ball of squirting, squealing hog tied whore.

 

Cleaning House

Bondage phone sexWe have an understanding.  You know that I have a very lucrative private life, and that I also have my own things to take care of at my house.  This was discussed before we started our relationship.  You also know that I am positively Obsessive Compulsive when it comes to cleaning and having things done on a schedule.  You witnessed this yourself when I had a panic attack because I could not get home in time to feed my dog.  She is fed at a certain time every single day, and I never deviate from that.

When you called to say you wanted to come over I was going to say no because this was my time as we discussed.  You assured me it wasn’t for play or anything related to D/s, you just wanted to come over and chat while I did what I had to do.  I told you as long as you sat in one place and didn’t mind periods of being alone as I cleaned the other rooms it would be fine.  You came in and took your shoes off then sat on one of the stools at the counter.  I had finished all other rooms by the time you had arrived.  I only had the kitchen to do and that was almost done too.

We talked as I washed the dishes.  Then I heard you push your stool back to walk up behind me.  You put your hands on my shoulders and kissed my neck.  This was unusual, it threw me off, I wasn’t sure how to respond.  You whispered in my ear that you would like for me to put a pair of heels on while I finished the dishes.  I turned toward you and told you that I do not allow shoes to be worn in my house.  You slapped me on the ass hard and requested it again.  I told you once more that I really did not want to due to the fact that it is just not done in my house.  You slapped my ass again and said, “Please.”

I have never heard you say please.  I relented.  With each step I took I took a mental note of where I stepped so that I could re-wash the floors and vacuum again.  Every time the bottom of my heels came in contact with the floor I cringed a little bit.  I returned to doing dishes.  You then started to move around the things in one of my cupboards.  I was starting to get angry.  You know that my Disorder isn’t anything made up, it is real.  I tried to ignore you but I could feel my body tense up.  You grabbed me and picked me up.  You took me into the living room and tied me up.  I was so pissed!

You then sat me on my kitchen floor and you could tell I was not happy.  You however, were delighted.  You started to move things around, teasing me with it.  I could feel myself on the verge of hyperventilating.  I felt squeezed, my lungs felt like they couldn’t fill up all the way.  The need to fix what you had messed up was overwhelming!  I was so frustrated!  You did all this with a smile on your face, speaking in a pleasant happy tone the whole time.  I had reached my limit.  I writhed against the binds, swear words flew out of my mouth, I didn’t care about any discipline I might receive for speaking to you like that, I was beyond livid.  After all, you stated that there would be no D/s play today.

You finally chuckled, came over to me, untied me and let me up. I told you to leave!  You refused and instead, you put things back exactly as they had been.  You even allowed me to take off my heels, and you vacuumed and scrubbed the floors that I had stepped on.  I didn’t know what to say. Then you came to me, placed a long kiss on my lips and said, “Just because this is your house doesn’t mean you aren’t still mine when you are in it. Always remember that.”

Bondage Whore Robyn

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 It is dark in the closet where this bondage whore has been thrown. When My husband finds out I was trying to find a side Dom, I will be punished. Why does that excite me so much? My pussy is dripping thinking about the man I met online and what he will do to me. And my hole is throbbing when I am late making dinner and my whoreness is exposed to my Husband and Brats. I went looking for a soft Master. One who would caress my ass and face after a whipping or cock sucking. But no my submissive side must show so well. I got fucked hard, with my panties pushed to the side and when This dom got a call he threatened severe torture if I made a whimper from this dark closet.  I have been bound and the ropes hurt. I hear a female yelling and crying asking where is she. I am almost afraid she will find me. Females can be very cruel. She sounds 20 years younger. I hear things being overturned and My Dom begging her to stop. Do you think she found me? Did she beat me and make me squirt for her? To be continued…

Just a pet

I was on display again, but this time it was in front of his wife. He had to prove to her that I was a toy and nothing more than a cock worshiping cunt. I had to be there and clean up his mess. I had to suck him off and make him happy while I had to make his wife happy too, Deep down inside I know he likes me the most but by his wife he will show me no mercy and mistreat me a hundred times more than usual. I have to lick and suck her pissy cunt. I have also to let her fuck me till my holes bleed. I have to indulge in all the piss they want to throw my way. I can’t deny what they wish, to do to me, and I have to be a good fuck slut and take orders. I am a sub whore forever and always. I will never get the lines blurred. My master has made it clear I am his slave and nothing more even if he does love fucking my holes the most.

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Bondage Thank You Sir!

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I love when my master does his intricate bondage on this submissive slut. I mean look at this cut and sexy bondage rope. I am in complete immobility. My tits are out so he can spank them as he loves. Spank them and I will ask for another. My ball gag serves as a way to keep my screams from echoing in our house. My ass is red with his spanks. I love being his subby slut. I love getting abused and used. Please squirt your cum on me, Master. I want to be covered in sticky sweet sperm.  I will do anything to please and I love being a naughty whore. I get tied up because I love being his subby nasty little whore.

Countdown to the New Year

nbondage chatBondage chat is pretty much how my master pens all the insidious thoughts that come thru his mind. He thinks out loud all the things he wants to do to me. I knew the New Year’s celebration would involve me getting plowed by all his friends. On the countdown for when the ball drops they were going to rip off my nipple clamps and fuck me with a huge spiked butt plug. I was going to go into the new year with a torn up asshole.

I was gagged up and not even lubed up for their torture. They loved that I was going to drop on that anal plug right as the clock strikes twelve. I could hear the anticipation in their voices. The count down was begging and with each second that went by I was growing worried. My toes were curling up as I was getting my back and ass whipped. I was practically bleeding. That pain was nothing compared to was my ass was going to endure. Once the ball dropped so did I. My asshole right on that spiked anal plug. I could feel my ass prolapse. The giggles filled my cries. I was starting the New Year how I deserve.

Man Cave

Bondage phone sexHe told me He wanted some friends over and I was to make sure that I had everything prepared for Them.  I made sure the house was spotless, up to His standards, I also made sure that there were enough drinks, and food.  He toured His house to check over everything.  When He was done He came to me to say that He was well pleased.  I smiled.

His guests arrived and I was dressed in the clothing and shoes that He had provided for me. I welcomed each Man who walked through the door, taking Their coats, then leading Them downstairs to the Man Cave to watch the footballs games.  After All were situated, I made my way around the room, taking drink orders.  I could tell that All were looking at me, watching me.  I took care of everything.  I served them the food that I had lovingly prepared. All was going splendidly, until I dropped a tray of food in the kitchen.  I cleaned it up, then restocked the tray and made my way back downstairs.

When I entered the downstairs the game was off.  All were looking at me and He was standing up.  I knew right away that He knew that I had dropped the tray.  I wasn’t sure how though since the Kitchen was on the other side of the house.  I didn’t break anything, it just dropped.  He told me to put the tray down.  I became nervous.  He gestured for me to approach Him. 

Before I knew what was happening He had lifted my dress over my ass, pushed me over His lap, and started to paddle me.  He was using the new paddle He had made.  It was a dull thud against my backside, but it hurt none-the-less. I was trying not to cry at the pure humiliation of it all.  He was scolding me as if I were much younger.  The Other’s were encouraging Him, telling Him to give me more swats so that I could learn my lesson.

When He was through, He thought it best that I be tied to the post in a stress position until the game that was playing was over.  He tied me tightly, not speaking to me as he did so.  The rope bit into my skin, I would have marks that would be need to be covered at the office.  He turned the game back on and They all watched without so much as giving me a second glance.

Ruin me

 

2 girl phone sex is fun when you have it with to submissive whores. I like to compete and don’t mind having a competition with another slave pet. I will always prefer to be on top. I will claw my way there if I have to quite honestly. I have dreams of being my masters accomplice. I would love to ruin sluts for him and make him ridiculously happy. My holes were made to be used by him. I know what get him off and what will make him pop. I’m on my knees begging for his cock to fuck my mouth till it starts to bruise. I like whips across my clit and back. Make me cry and beg for you to stop. Tears running down my face. I will do it all and do it with grace. I will ruin a slave pets holes right in front of you for your entertainment. My asshole if your playground. You own my body and can do what you please.2 girl phone sex

Anal Training

Bondage phone sexHe wants me to be able to take a huge dildo in my ass without whimpering.  Although I think deep down inside He loves when I whimper when He is harsh with me.  The first thrust is always the hardest to take, there is a little lube but really nothing else except for my pussy juice.  He had been using me for a hour when He decided that some anal training would be added to the day’s play.

He pressed it in with a hard steady push.  I squeezed my eyes shut and tried to cry out, but having a ball gag in your mouth makes it impossible to do so.  All you hear is a muffled cry.  He kept asking me if it was too much, I would nod my head yes, and He would wait.  Then He would push the dildo in farther and farther until it was completely filling me.  Of course the body wants to force whatever is being placed in your ass out, so it kept on slipping. He told me to use my muscles to keep it in, but that just caused it to slip out faster.

Again I think He enjoyed this as each time it would slip Hwould swat me across my ass hard, over and over, then push it back in.  This went on for a good amount of time until He came around to my face, took the ball gag off, shoved His hard dick into my mouth and unloaded his ball sack fully into the back of my throat. 

He told me that next time we would go with something bigger, and we would do so until He was satisfied and I could walk around without a harness and without the toy falling from me.  This will take a lot of work and makes me wonder just how big we are going to go.