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Master Sent Me to a Rival BDSM Club for Intel and I Became a Gangbang Phone Sex Whore

gangbang phone sexAs a submissive woman, sometimes, I find myself in gangbang phone sex situations. And that ends well. At least not for me. Master summoned me to a different BDSM club over the weekend. I thought to check out the competition. Master would never have sent me if he knew what would happen. He does not pimp me out to total strangers.

This club looked Gothic almost. Big heavy door and a castle-like structure. When I arrived, the California sunset created a magical glow against the backdrop of this club. The club resembled a cavern. Heavy smoke permeated the air. Strobe lights pulsed like a heartbeat. The air smelled thick of leather, sweat, and sex. Sort of an intoxicating scent.

My big tits felt on display in my leather corset top. And each step I took made them bounce. Although I felt scared, my nipples betrayed me. So did my pussy. I felt my juices soaking my pink panties making them cling to my cunt like a second skin.

This club looked so different than ours. Plus, it looked frightening. I scanned the room and tried to take as many mental notes as possible. I went there on a mission. However, I did intend to fuck anyone or get myself tied up as a bondage whore either. But I felt eyes on me. No doubt, they saw me as new meat and a stranger.

Although I am an Owned Slave, Other Men Still Enjoy Using Me

Suddenly, men swarmed me like hungry vultures. Five of them, maybe six. Muscular, tall, strong looking men. They did not smile. They just swarmed me like vultures. One grabbed my wrist, another my arm, and a third one grabbed my throat. Rough, calloused hands. I could tell they did manual labor for work. I begged them to let me go.  “Please,” I whispered, “I came to this club by mistake.” But they did not stop nor did they let me go along my way.

They spun me around, shoved me towards the center of the room. That’s when I saw a St. Andrew’s cross on a table instead of hanging on a wall. One of the men hoisted me up in the air by my nipple. While another man slapped some leather cuffs on my wrists and ankles. I feared they might nail me to the cross. What did master get me into? On the count of three, they lifted me in unison on to the cross.

The cuffs felt tight. The men secured me on the cross spread-eagle with my tits exposed and my legs forced apart. One of them ripped my panties from my body leaving me completely naked. Another man hovered over me. He looked evil and strong.  With his cock already out, he grabbed my chin, tilted my head back, and shoved his dick deep into my mouth. Forced cock worshiping followed.

I Went to a Rival BDSM Cub and Accidentally Became a Gang Bang Whore

I opened my mouth wide, gagging immediately as he rammed his meaty dick down my throat. While he fucked my face, fast and brutally, another man used my tits for boxing practiced. And yet another guy spread open my meat curtains in preparation for his cock. Then his cock slammed balls deep in my owned pussy. My cunt clenched his cock desperate for air. My pussy lips gripped his shaft like a vice grip. And he began pounding my pussy, hard and fast. Before long, it felt like both cocks thrust into my mouth and cunt in unison. I could barely breathe.

The first man in my mouth pulled out. And when he did, I gasped for air. As he slapped his cock against my cheek, he asked me if I wanted more. But I told him no. That fell on death ears. With the first two men finished with me, they switched out men. Two more lined up to take their place. But these two men looked bigger, and thicker.

They pushed their veiny monsters into my pussy and ass like their predecessors. And I cried out in pain. Balls slapped against my wet cunt and chin. I got lost in the pain and the pleasure. This felt like raw animal fucking. Time blurred. And two more cocks went into my fuck holes. Would this ever end, I wondered?

What Happened at that BDSM Club Shall Stay at That BDSM Club

I sucked the third cock in my mouth greedily, making my tongue swirl around the thick head. A third man mounted my pussy, grunting like a beast. I felt my orgasm building like a tidal wave. Although I did not want to cum because it felt like a betrayal to master, I could not control myself. As started to orgasm, two more men stepped up to the plate to finish me off.

A new cock in my pussy, but this time, one in my ass instead of my mouth. They double stuffed me to the brim. Hours passed. I lost count of how many men used me. And how long I endured this BDSM gang bang. However, my pussy felt drenched. My limbs trembled. And my breathing became labored. They used me like a bitch in heat. Master would not be happy. But this felt like his fault. He sent me into a den of lions. And they devoured me.

A Submissive Whore responses well to brutal fucking

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore bitches don’t get respect, but we sure do get a lot of hardcore discipline. I don’t deserve a crumb of respect. Men know the moment I walk through the door, they could take me however they pleased – slap me, choke me, claim my mouth and pussy.

And spit in my stupid whore face!

I really got it bad this time. I thought I was dressed appropriately for my sister’s baby shower. Pencil skirt, white button-down shirt, simple and what I thought was conservative enough. I guess I was wrong because after we played a bunch of games, my sister’s husband pulled me upstairs and into the master bedroom.

“What the hell are you thinking, dressed like that at my baby shower?” I shrugged; I really was so caught off guard. He is usually really sweet to me, but this time he was super stern. I asked what made my outfit so bad, and that I could leave. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. I could feel it, hard and twitching.

He said my skirt looked painted on; it was so tight, and that my nipples were poking out of my blouse. Then he told me I looked like I was begging for it, and it pissed him off that I would tease him like that. I felt so bad. “I’m so sorry. I would never want to tease you. Please let me make it better.”

Yes, he is married to my sister, but he is still a man, a man with needs, and I was the one who did this to him. I need to make it better. I know my sister would understand; we’ve been groomed as submissive sluts since day one.

I unzipped my skirt and bent over the bed. I presented my pussy to him, and he took it. He was so rough with me. He pulled my hair and choked me out while he was slamming into me. I think I am the perfect one to take out all your frustrations on. He definitely did; that man let out all of his thanks to the Submissive sex I offered.

He didn’t just use my pussy, he fucked my ass too. I almost passed out when he stuck it in there. He made the anal fucking hurt as much as he could. He told me he wants to watch me struggle to walk around at the party.

Spanking phone sex gives this submissive whore the release she needed

Spanking phone sex, last week had fucked me raw between work, stress, every asshole wanting something from me until I was empty and desperate for the sting from my Master. Friday night I was already on all fours for Master Beast, ass shoved high, cunt gaping and leaking for his force. I needed him to beat the shit out of me. His strong hand cracked down hard. The slap exploded across both of my ass cheeks and I yelped, pussy clenching so hard a fresh gush of cream came rushing out. He didn’t stop. Palm after heavy palm turned my ass into a furnace. My fleshy ass  jumped, jiggled, burned. I ground my soaked cunt against nothing, smearing slick all while I begged down my thighs like the filthy whore I am. Harder, Maste wreck my fucking ass! That’s when the leather strap came next. It bit down deep, raising fat, throbbing welts that pulsed with my clit. Every stroke sent a shock straight to my hole. Tears and spit ran down my chin. My asshole winked. My cunt was throbbing. He laid the strap on until both cheeks were pure fire engine red, swollen, striped, and so hot they radiated the heat and friction. The welts were there and I fucking live for them! I came just from the pain cunt spasming, squirting onto the floor, ass bouncing under the next brutal hits while I sobbed and thanked him. When he finally stopped and squeezed my blazing, welted , meaty ass the juice ran down my thighs even more. The week was gone. Only the burn, the bruises, and the mess between my legs remained his perfect, used up little whore.spanking phone sex

Jessica the cum slut phone sex freak

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Once my date took me back to his place, he turned from gentleman to Master. As the door clicked closed behind us, he demanded that I get on my knees so that he could fuck my slut face. This is what happens every time I try to date. I always end up being used as another man’s submissive fuck toy. He ordered me to look up at him while he stuffed his cock down my throat. Holding on to my hair, he pumped his cock in and out of my mouth causing me to gag violently.

My eyes watered and drool poured down his shaft and dripped from his balls.

When he finally pulled his cock from my mouth and let me catch my breath, I was trembling. He pulled me up to my feet, turned me around and bent me over. While smashing my face into the counter top, he ripped my panties off. My cunt was already dripping as he pounded his hard dick into me. He let me know that he could feel my wetness and what a whore it made me to be so drenched from his abuse. While drilling his dick deep into my slut cunt, he degraded me constantly.

My pussy squirted on his cock more than once and each time, he would degrade me even more. When he was ready to cum he pulled his dick out and shoved me back down to my knees. He ordered me to open my mouth but was already blowing his load across my face before I could.

Hot strings of gooey nut landed on my face, dripped from my chin and soaked my tits.

Just because he drained his balls across my face doesn’t mean that he was finished with me. He shoved his still throbbing cock down my throat, fucked my face til it was rock hard again and then used my cunt and asshole repeatedly. Give me a call and I’ll tell you more about it.

Jacqueline Bends Over For Her Bare Bottom Spankings

bare bottom spankingsI took a deep breath to prepare for my bare bottom spankings. As I lean over the bed, presenting my rounded ass to you, I feel a thrill of anticipation course through me. My heart races and my breath catches in my throat as I spread my legs slightly wider apart, offering myself up for your pleasure. The coolness of the sheets against my bare skin sends shivers down my spine while the soft fabric caresses every curve of this perfect round bottom that’s about to be bared for your punishment.

I arch back ever so slightly, pushing out that enticing rear end towards you invitingly like an offer no one could refuse – it’s hard not to when faced with such temptation! With each passing moment spent in this position waiting on your command or instruction only serves to heighten both our excitement levels; yours from power and control while mine grows from submission and desire mixed together into one heady cocktail coursing through veins alike wine flowing freely between two lovers dancing their sensual tango under starlit skies above some faraway castle walls long ago forgotten by time itself…

When you finally give the command, I let out a soft gasp and clench my fists tightly by my sides. My heart is pounding in anticipation as your strong hands grasp me firmly around the waist before pulling down on my shorts briskly – revealing every inch of smooth skin beneath them. It’s exhilarating yet terrifying at once; knowing full well what comes next sends shivers up and down spine but also ignites something deep within me that craves punishment like an addict needs their fix…

With one swift motion, those beloved garments are pulled away leaving nothing between us except for our heated gazes locked onto each other across this intimate space we share now filled only with desire and need for dominance over submission – yours over mine which makes it all so much hotter! The cool air hits against bare flesh sending goosebumps racing along nerve endings previously untouched until now making every part feel alive again after years spent dormant under layers upon layers hiding from view just how beautiful they truly were meant to be seen without shame or regret ever clouding judgement anymore…

Desperate free use mommy slut Jessica

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I posted the ad as a dare to myself. As a stay at home mother for the last several years, I needed some excitement in my life. Fucking my desperate cunt with toys doesn’t make me cum like I need to. After a few too many glasses of wine, I convinced myself that this is what I needed.

The ad described me as a lonely, bored milf slut with fat tits and a hot, shaved cunt, looking for a good time.

That good time arrived in the form of two strange men who I allowed to tear my clothes off, tie me to my own dining table and force fuck every one of my holes.

They manhandled me, bound my wrists to the table legs and spread my thighs with a thick spreader bar. The vibrator pressing into my clit made my pussy wet and caused my whole body to tremble. Every time I moaned the men would tighten the ropes around my titties even tighter. My tits were deep purple, pulsing and aching but it felt so good!

One of the men snatched the vibrator away from my clit and pounded his thick shaft all the way into my drenched cunt. Pussy juice splashed and his balls bounced against me. The other man pulled my head back and stuffed his cock down my throat. He softly squeezed his hands around my neck, stroking his cock through my throat as he fucked my face.

The men emptied load after load into my mouth and cunt, switching places after every cum shot. I counted a total of eight jizz loads before they left me there. I was stretched, dripping and still tied up to my family dinner table.

Completely used up and worn out, I couldn’t help but to fantasize about being used by even more men next time.

 

Hardcore bondage makes me suffer the way I deserve

Hardcore bondage means all the suffering, zero cumming. I am not allowed to cum without his permission. And he does everything he can to make me a desperate horny mess.

I live for the pain, the humiliation, the complete submission to his every whim.

Last weekend he chained me up, leaving me suspended, a human specimen for his pleasure and punishment—twenty-four long hours of torment.

His cruel touch knows no bounds. Every vicious slap to my ass and tits, each painful twist of the ropes, only serves to fan the flames of my desperate hunger for more.Hardcore bondage

The paddle relentlessly smacks against my exposed flesh, leaving me crying for permission. But he said no; I would have to hold it until he said so. So I did; it was so hard, but I held back. I thought maybe after a few hours he would know that I am a dedicated Bondage whore and allow my pussy to cum.

But 14 hours later, my limbs were numb, and my pussy still had no release. In between the beatings, he would make it even worse by making me suck on him. His cock tasted so good I could squirt right there, but still no release.

I didn’t think I would be there for a whole day and night, and by the time he was bored with me, I could barely walk; surely this is when he would give me mercy. But no, he used me as his cum rag and kicked me out the door without ever allowing my pussy to cum.

Submissive Whore Gets Slave Training In Extreme Bondage

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I knelt on the cold floor, a submissive whore, my wrists bound tight behind my back, shivering in anticipation. Master didn’t ask, he commanded. He gripped my hair, yanking my head back with a sharp tug that exposed my throat, and then he shoved two thick fingers deep into my mouth. I gagged, my eyes watering as he pushed past my tongue, but I didn’t pull away. I couldn’t. He impaled me with a heavy silicone plug, jamming it into my tight pussy with one brutal, uncompromising thrust.

 

“Do you say no, Edith?” he growled, his palm cracking across my cheek.

 

“No, Master,” I whimpered, my hips instinctively bucking, trying to swallow the plug deeper. He flipped me over, spreading my cheeks wide, and drove a thick glass dildo into my tight ass. I screamed, my body shaking from the sudden stretch, but I pushed back against the intrusion, craving the feeling of being split open. He spent the hour rotating toys, swapping the glass for a vibrating plug and the silicone for a ribbed shaft, drilling me relentlessly. Every time I gasped for air, he shoved his cock into my mouth, pumping deep into my throat until I choked on his cock. I realized then that my only purpose was to be filled; my body was nothing more than a playground for his whims.

Slave training makes me hang from your wall for hours

Slave trainingMy extreme Slave training is every month. It’s kinda like reprogramming for broken cocksleeves like me. Before I even get to sample that thick, mean cock of my Master’s, I’ve already endured hours of agonizing suspension.

My skin’s on fire from the rough ropes, and my muscles are screaming for mercy, but of course, I get none of that. Not. A. Drop. No, sir. While I dangle there, like a marionette with snapped strings, He whips me into shape – literally.

They take turns flailing cruel lashes across my back and ass, forcing me to cry and beg for more. More pain, more abuse, more degradation. That’s what I need to be molded into the perfect, obedient slave.

He demands everything from me, and I give it to him.

Total, unadulterated submission. After the beating he makes me crawl, he makes me worship his dick with my mouth, and then he makes me cum on his powerful cock like the needy Bondage whore I am.

Bondage Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Used

As a bondage whorebondage whore slut, I live for the feeling of being choked and used by men to cum. The more they choke me, the harder their cock gets inside me, and the more it turns me on. When they spank my ass or thighs while they’re fucking me, it makes my pussy wetter and tighter around their cock. It’s like an addiction – I can’t get enough of it.

I love the way their rough hands feel against my skin as they slap me into submission. It makes me feel wanted and desired in a way that nothing else does. And when they whisper dirty things in my ear while they fuck me senseless, it sends shivers down my spine.

Being used this way is both humiliating and exhilarating at the same time. It’s like giving up control but also knowing that you are completely under someone else’s power – which is incredibly arousing for someone like myself who craves submission above all else.

In short: being choked during sex heightens every other sensation tenfold; from the pain coursing through your body to the intense pleasure building inside you until finally reaching orgasm at your partner’s mercy – there’s no better feeling than this kind of raw passionate connection with another person!