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Master Demands Office Masturbation

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Sometimes, I really can’t help it. I have to close the blinds and lock my office door during the day so I can play in my soaking wet pussy. There’s not really a reason to be locking the door. The entire office knows what I do; they can hear my loud ass vibrator, and me screaming when I’m squirting all over my desk chair. I should be embarrassed, but I can’t be. Master ordered that I behave this way every day until each and every man in the office forces their cock into one of my tight little fuck holes.
I’m waiting for the day I’m brave enough to leave the door unlocked so that instead of my buzzy little friend sliding into my wet submissive pussy, it will be the cock of a hot fucking Dom. He’ll come in here, choke the fuck out of me and bare bottom spank my ass. Really beat me! Then he’ll force his cock right in my open fucking mouth, and completely use my mouth as a pocket pussy for his thick fucking cock.
After blowing a steaming hot cum load in my mouth and down my throat, I knew he wasn’t done with me. He’ll drag me up by my hair up so he can bend me the fuck over and slam that cock into my cunt. Well, his cunt. He owns it now. I’m his to use at the office. Master is going to be so thrilled.

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The Smell Of Her Pussy Made Me Cum

submissive whore He sent me a message to meet him tonight at his cabin. I prepared like always, doing all the little things that he likes. Shaving, douching and perfect grooming. I arrived at a little early and went in. On the bed he had 2 beautiful latex outfits laid out. Confused I was quickly intrigued on when another girl walked into the room. She was a beautiful dark-haired lady. I did not know he had another slut but that is not my place to question, I am only to worship him. Although I admit I was a little jealous. We both got dressed in our outfits and waited. Just looking at her breasts hanging out and the thought of him fucking her was making my pussy so wet. He finally arrived and grabbed us by the attached leashes and led us to the basement. There he directed us both onto the vibrator and fastened us in. He put a vibrating dildo in my pussy and the other end in her pussy. Then he turned them on and waited. He told us not to cum or there would be severe punishment. I sat there looking at her beautiful body and her wet beautiful cunt just inches from mine. The vibration on my clit and the smell of her pussy in the air was too much. I started orgasming and couldn’t stop. As I finally came down, I realized she had also came without permission. He just shook his head, grabbed a whip and walked towards us.

Locked Down And Knocked Up

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Due to the amount of break-ins, we had started locking the office building up mighty tight. So tight, it would seem, that I was now trapped in here with them. I turned around, looking for a sign of the man who was chasing me. My cunt was dripping wet, I didn’t know why this threat to my life turned me on so much, but I wanted nothing more than to sit down on a bench and finger my sopping wet cunt until I squirted all over the lobby floor.

I couldn’t; I was trapped in an office building with maniacs who were determined to forcibly fuck me and use my holes for their pleasure.
I ran into the staircase, afraid the elevator would draw too much attention. He was there, waiting. Another closed the door behind me. They were on me, ripping away my clothes and forcing my legs apart and my mouth open. I was assaulted with cocks. They were forcing them into my fuck holes, using me as their pwn personal pocket pussy. It was so surreal, and yet I was cumming harder and harder with every fucking minute.

When I tell you that this was my entire weekend, just an almost never ending stream of cocks completely and totally destroying every fuck hole I have. My pussy got decimated, my ass gaped wide fucking open, and my throat fucked raw. But I’ll be damned if I wasn’t stupid turned on the entire time. I guess it’s true; I am a submissive whore. They found me on the floor Monday morning. I wasn’t a pretty sight, and everyone knew what a whore I had been all weekend.

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Mommy Is a Bondage Whore

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When did you find out your mommy was a bondage whore? Was it when you began to sneak around to look at her tits while she was changing? Did you see her nipple piercings and the brand across the bottom of her ass as you creaked open the bathroom door? Perhaps when you went sniffing for a pair of dirty panties and found handcuffs and anal lube in the hamper?

I know you ran to your room with these things you found and furiously jerked that young cock off! Those weren’t fuzzy handcuffs either! Locking, metal cuffs with no keys. Your cock is so hard at you sit them over you teen dick and cum hardest you ever have! 

 

You decide to investigate more and you find keys to her lock cabinet. Inside are “whips”? You mother has whips, you think maybe she is a dominatrix at this point. But when you take the keys down to the basement you find it unlocked. Your father is flogging your mother while she pleads no MASTER, He is my son… I won’t submit to him, please don’t make me! 

Another lash as she breaks. He spins her around and you see her ass is criss crossed ass and back he gives her more whippings! You do nothing but your  boy cock is throbbing and aching. You can’t stop watching! 

Wait is she enjoying this? So she is submissive and taking bare bottom spankings because she doesn’t want to submit to you? 

What is your next move?

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Submissive Slut For The Holidays

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It’s time for holiday parties, Sir, and I just would like you to know that I’m more than willing to be the nasty little elf that takes care of all your party guests. It will be so embarrassing to be all dressed up like an elf, but you know that I would do anything for you. You mentioned to me recently that you wanted to get me all coked up and get me to do things that would make my mother ashamed that she had given birth to me if she ever found out.

You didn’t tell me what those things were, but I’m sure you’ll tell me when we talk.  But don’t you think, Sir, that I’ve already done things for you that would make my mother ashamed of me? Remember the last time you used me and you fucked me in the ass and made me clean my own shit off your cock with my mouth? Or how about the time that you took me to confession and made me seduce the priest? You told me I would have to sleep outside in a dog house if I didn’t. I hope it’s nothing like that, but if it is, I’ll do it, because I don’t want you to be disappointed in me.

My Bondage and Submission Roots

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is what I was put on this earth to do. Men cannot just tie up any whore. Well, they can, but not all women are willing bondage slaves. There are no consequences tying me up because I am a willing whore. I was not always, however. It is weird how the things you hated when you were young you grow up to love. I was just a little girl when my mother left me. She met a new man, and I was expendable. She knew what a mean man my father was, and she left me with him. Left me to fend for myself and she never looked back. Never came looking for me, not even when I was an adult. When I was just a peanut, daddy tied me to chairs so he could skull fuck me. Maybe he would tie me to my princess bed posters so I would not fight while he forced his cock inside my tiny pussy. When I entered my teen years, daddy upped his game. He became fearful I would runaway and leave him like my mother. He pulled me from school saying I was sick and needed to be home schooled, but he never hired anyone to home school me. He turned me into his sex slave and laid the seeds for me to become a bondage whore as an adult. He caught me once trying to escape through my bedroom window. He thought I was running away, but I just wanted out of the house. At that point it had been months since I went outside. I spent the next 4 years tied up or shackled. Daddy would whip me tied up. He would fuck me tied up. He would sodomize me with his empty beer bottles tied up. And he would let his friends fuck me tied up too. I would be left tied up for hours a day, only released to pee twice a day. I lucked out one day and got loose. I ran away, vowing never to be tied up again. We know how that turned out for me though.

He Bound My Hands

submissive whoreWe had the house to ourselves for a few days and I knew it was play time. He told me to shower shave and dress in what he left in the bag. I was so excited as I prepared. Would it be just me and him? Would it be him and his friends? Or would it be him and his sons? It really didn’t matter to me because as long as I felt pain and humiliation and my body was used for pleasure, I would love it. I dressed as instructed, walked down the stairs to the basement. In the middle he had set up the long stick he uses to bind my hands over my head. I saw whips, dildos, nipple clamps, butt plugs…… My pussy was soaking as he bound my hands and attached my legs to the spreader. He slapped my face, called me a bitch and laughed. Then he fastened a blind fold on my eyes, attached some nipple clamps and stuck a vibrator against my clit and left. As the clamps became heavy and my nipples bled and my clit became sore from the continual orgasm, I heard people come into the room. They laughed and I could hear zippers and pants falling to the ground. Then I felt their hands………….

Bondage Phone Sex for Life

bondage phone sexI got into this sort of work because I love bondage phone sex. Men have been tying me up since I was a schoolgirl. When I was a young girl, I hated it. I was scared. My father would tie me up all day while he was at work because he feared I would run away. Eventually, I did. But I ran right into the arms of a man who liked BDSM games too. I met my master at a bondage club in NYC that my husband took me too. My master was in his 40s then. I was 19, I think. I loved being tied up by men I knew would not harm me or leave me to die. My current master was not fond of the way my husband treated me because as he said it, my husband was not a true dome. He was just a misogynistic asshole. A couple years later, I would cross paths with my master again in an underground NYC club. The second encounter changed my world. I am still a bondage whore, but now I live in California and I have a job and a salary. I am owned and I am taken care of well. I still get tied up and left in precarious situations, however. Master misses tying me up as his bondage secretary. Coronavirus has halted our fun, but he hired a guy to break into my place last night and tie me up. It was filmed too. I had no clue this was staged, and that I was not going to die. My reactions were real. My fear was real too. The hired hand dragged me out of bed kicking and screaming and bond me in the living room. I assumed for his rape phone sex fantasies, but after being left for 6 hours chained up, my master’s voice came across the answering machine telling me I was just punished for being a dirty slut. I loved every minute of every. Every 10 hours of it that I was bound up for master’s amusement made me wet.

Masochistic Slave Fantasies

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I always adored the vintage ideologies; being a domesticated house whore is something so appealing to me the very thought of living that life makes my masochistic cunt soaked. I want to fully serve a Master, my Master. I want to care for his carnal needs, and his house work. When he finishes his work for the day, I want to greet him with a hot meal, and a whore worthy blow job.
He’ll be cumming in my mouth before he even wants to come into the house, If his day has been particularly stressful, I’ll let him face fuck me until I choke and gag all over him. He can take out his frustrations on me. I love alligator clamps and the St. Andrews Cross alike; punish me, Master. Make me pay for the sins of all those fools around you.
I’ll sleep at the edge of the bed, like the bitch that I am. I’ll wake you up every morning by riding you cock, making you cum a steamy cream pie into my hot, tight little pussy. Do you want to know how I came up with this delicious fantasy? I was flipping through an old Sears magazine. Nothing is more vintage than department stores, and it just got my cunt dripping.

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Follow My Lead In Light Bondage

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I’ve always loved light bondage with my lovers. It is normally me who is getting tied up, etc. But sometimes I like to be the one in charge. Now and then I find lovers who are okay with me being a switch occasionally. It delights me to be able to be in control and do whatever I desire. I’m never too hardcore about it, but even just a little bit of control really makes my pussy wet. There are many things that I have done to and with my lovers, but I’ll tell you about one of my favorites now.

This one guy I was dating begrudgingly let me tie him up one night. He was the kind of guy who liked teasing women, but he didn’t like being teased. Actually, saying he didn’t like it doesn’t even begin to cover it. But somehow I convinced him and it was delicious. He was tied spread-eagle on the bed and I teased and tormented him for hours. I edged him closer and closer to an orgasm and then backed him away so many times. I did eventually let him cum, but not before I paid him back for all the times he’d teased me. If you want to hear more, call me and I’ll tell you everything.