Master can you please tie my pussy up till it turns purple! Master please tie my pussy up and spank it till it starts bleeding! Spank it till you see my clit get fucking swollen and bright purple. Thank you Master! My pussy is so fucking swollen right now Master thank you so much, I fucking love it! That’s when I see you take your 12 inch cock out with a huge mushroom head measuring about 5 inches around! You tie me up bending over, grab that dick at the base of that fat shaft and ram into my swollen purple fucking pussy fuck hole! It hurt like a bitch Master! That’s not all? You slide that huge cock and shove right up my ass with no fucking lube! I just felt my asshole tearing apart as that big fat mushroom head penetrated that asshole while you spanked me till you would make me bleed!
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Submissive Whore Gets Her Sons Big Cock
My son taught me how to be a good submissive whore. He was a demanding brat and always knew the had the power to make me do anything he commanded. He would leave me lists of things to do for him that would make him happy. When he got a little older, the things that made him happy were abusing and using his mommy like a fuck toy. After he would fuck my face and dump his cum into my belly, he would leave for school, leaving me instructions. One day, he wanted me to be in his room with a gag in my mouth and on my knees waiting for him completely naked. I did as I was told and waited patiently for him to get home, my pussy getting wetter by the second. When he walked through the door, he pulled me up and bent me over his bed. Tying my arms behind my back and taking ropes and wrapping them so tightly around my tits that they turned reddish purple. Then he rammed his cock into my ass. He didn’t bother taking his time or even getting his dick wet for me. He just shoved it hard and fast into my tight asshole. He fucked my ass as hard as ever until he came inside me. Then he let me fall to the floor and I felt his cum leak out of my ass onto his carpet. He threw a towel at me and told me to clean up because it was time for his Mommy cunt to make his dinner.
Crime and Punishment
Sometimes I can be an insolent bondage whore. Then again I don’t know anyone who doesn’t get a crabby bug up their ass once in a while. I know some of the most submissive women and men you could ever meet, and every so often I hear stories of the punishment that came with a crabby attitude. Last week, I got myself a little taste.
*Masturbation* isn’t all that big of a deal for most, but for a submissive with rules that you are not allowed to without permission, makes it a big deal. My Master knows that most types of punishment actually turn me on, but he does know what I don’t like. As simplistic as it is, I do not like being cold. I grew up in a very cold part of the country, and I live in continuously warm weather for that reason.
Master had been gone for a few weeks and I was lonely and horny, so I invited my bestie over for dinner and watch a flick. We ended up having a few too many glasses of wine and we ended up licking each other’s pussy until we both had a few orgasms. It was a night that I really needed with a companion and cumming. Master came home about 12 days later and when I picked him up at the airport he didn’t say much on the way back. I parked the car and all he said was for me to go to the basement and wait.
I made a straight line to the basement and he followed shortly after. He cuffed my wrists behind my back, left my t-shirt on and cut my panties off. I watched him walk to the washing machine, take the cold water hose off of it and turn the water on. I know from washing clothes that the water gets incredibly cold. He puts a nozzle on the end of it and starts to spray me down from head to toe. I am screaming from the cold, cold water while he tells me to tell him what I have been doing lately. I had totally forgotten by this time, the encounter I had with my bestie. “Have you cum while I was gone without permission whore?” he said. My mouth dropped open suddenly remembering the night and shit… the webcams. He continued spraying the freezing water all over me, but he abruptly put the hose down and picked up a flogger and began lashing my tits. I tried to make “pain” noises but it was hard to hide that I was enjoying his attention. After a while, he put his hands on his sides and told me I was a useless pain whore. Well, yeah… I usually enjoy it. I didn’t say that but I am sure he could tell what I was thinking. He frowned and took the cuffs off and told me to prepare his dinner. “Yes Sir,” I said with a bit of a grin. Maybe I got away with this one?
Masters Submissive Slut Property
Master can be a sadistic son of a bitch. He tied me to a upside down grocery cart on my stomach. By my wrists and ankles with rope. I always hate this position. The grocery cart metal digs into my skin. When Master sticks his cock in one of my holes. And jerks my body forward on the cart. It fucking hurts like hell. And Master knows that and thrives on my pain. The worst of this has not even come yet. After Master shoots his first load into one of my holes that really are his holes. Then this is when he usually likes to whip me with a belt, chain, or bullwhip. Really anything at his disposal I have been whipped with. Master makes me count each stroke against my body. If I cry or scream out in pain. I have to start from number one again and the strokes against my flesh get harder and more severe. The strokes are usually no less the 20 at least at each time. When my skin is red and torn open. Master will grab something to pour into my open wounds. Like salt or vinegar. Ohh that burns so much. I would beg him not to do such a thing to me. But I am not allowed. I may only beg for more cock, more beatings, more pain. Master pleasure is all that matters. I am his property. To think for myself or to disobey Master in any way is severely punished. I try not to get to this point with him. After Master pours salt or vinegar into my open wounds. He will fuck one of my holes again. Then of course whip me again. This pattern will repeat over and over for hours. Until he is done. That is usually when I get thrown into my cage. Until the next time Master needs a hole, a piece of furniture, a toilet, or anything else Master needs or wants from his property. But this is what I live for. I live for Master. I am Masters Submissive slut property.
I Love Being A Submissive Whore!
i love being a submissive whore. Not only to my Master but to all that have a awesome fuck rod between their legs. i love being on chains waiting anticipating a Man to walk threw the door. Hopefully he brings friends, Little ones, or furry friends. The more the merrier. i love hearing the jingle of the door and the foot steps as you approach the room i am chained in. As you open the door you see me there ready on my knees, legs spread wide apart, hands on thighs palms up. Back arched tits and ass sticking out my head lowered my eyes cast to floor. When you enter i bow and out of respect. And wait your command. I am your 3 hole whore with no limits. All i want is your pleasure. Your happiness, I want you to leave me feeling completely content. Having a bad day at work? Something pissed you off. Come take out your anger on me. You lost money gambling. Come pimp me out to make back your money. Need a piece of furniture for your feet? Or an ashtray? Need a toliet? Or someone to bathe you? If you are looking for a whore with no limits. A whore that you do not have to care about her feelings. Then that whore is me. Nothing turns me on more then having no control. Being beaten and in pain and not being able to stop it cause i am the slave, your property. And you are the Master, my owner. i believe all things from a Man are a gift. Their beatings, their torture, their cum, their cocks,their piss, Their shit. And i will beg and plead for every one of those gifts. I know why females are here. We have basic knowledge. On how to cook, to clean, to serve, to obey, to respect, to raise good little whores and Men. We have three holes and two hands for cock. I love serving my Master and all Men. They are the king i am the servant. They are the Master, i am the property.. My only happiness comes from your happiness.
In the Stockade and We Played
I’m not just a submissive whore; I’m a submissive whore who loves hardcore bondage, device bondage, you name a type of bondage and I’m sure I’ll love it.
Waiting for that collar …
A new Master has been paying some attention to me. He gives me rules; He gives me balance and most of all He gives me confidence.
As He enters the room I make sure I am ready for inspection. Naked, tits presented, in position one, kneeling, knees apart and hands on thighs. Master enters and whispers on all fours whore. I put my elbows on the floor ass in the air; this is what He means all fours. He spanks my ass a few times and I wince but love the hot sensation on my ass when He is done. I look in the corner and Master has a new toy. By toy, I mean a place to bind me and use me as He pleases. Face down, neck and wrists in a stockade, this is humiliating, but Master says I need training. I feel a vibration on my pussy and know that He has a vibe on my clit, but then He walks in front of me. The vibe is still on? He tied it to the islets in the ceiling! As He stands in front of me He holds out 2 clamps with a string hanging from them. First He puts one on, then the other. Face down, tits are hanging and clamped, but then He adds 3 weights to the clamp, attaching them to the string hanging down. He stands in front of me again, grabs my chin and tells me to enjoy cumming, it may be the last time for a while. He goes to sit in a dark corner and watch as the vibe continuously sits on my clit. The weights are Heavenly and I Hear from the corner, shake the clamps off when you are cumming. Shake them off when I am cumming? I can barely speak when I am cumming, but doesn’t mean I won’t try. As I feel the rippling sensation from my pussy and Heading outward s to my whole body, I am shaking my tits as hard as I can, hoping the clamps drop off quickly. That, of course, was not the case. The clamps hung on right to the end of my nipple and when it finally fell off, the sweet sensations of that thin line of pain and pleasure come together and make the perfect orgasm. Thank you, Master.