He came home from work and told me he was throwing a party. I had two hours to get everything arranged an I best not fuck anything up…
I did as I was told with a wet pussy knowing that he was already well on his way to being drunk and he would share me with all his friends.
Just before the first guest arrived he pulled out a rubber suit ordering me to put it on. It covered me from head to toe with only three holes in the entire thing, one for each fuck hole. I couldn’t see, it was hot and sticky and not very comfortable but the anticipation of what this meant for me had my cunt gushing before I knew it.
He made me the Rubber Maid, the Latex Fuck Doll, the center of attention at the party.
I lost count of how many dicks came in which holes that night. I can’t wait for him to take it out and put it on me again!
Tag: Bondage whore
Slave Training in the rain
Like a good slut I was running the other day trying to lose some of this weight when suddenly it started to rain and storm. I was 5 miles from my car and the nearest building other than a shower/restroom I had seen when running by earlier. I decided to head back that way to get cover. I was running through the rain when suddenly I felt something hit my head hard and suddenly I was on the ground and he was on top of me. He was breathing hard as he shoved my face into the dirt. It was raining hard and I couldn’t see him as much as I tried to struggle. He held me down firm as he touched my ass and tits and slit his hands down the front of my pants. I screamed and tried to get away which I suppose angered him as he shoved a knife against my throat warning me to not fuck with him. I was terrified and stopped stuggling. He ripped my shorts off my body, I was slick with the rain, my face still in the dirt, some of it even in my mouth. He slapped my ass and pussy hard then slowly began to run his knife along my curves and creases. He said nothing as I cried in the rain, so scared… but strangely horny. He noticed that the wetness between my legs was no longer the rain but me. He finally laughed and it sent chills down my spine… he was going to ruin me I just knew it. He order me to get off the ground and walk. I did so and I saw the showers and bathrooms ahead. I knew not to get excited, no one would be near here anytime soon. I stumbled as he pushed me to hurry up, he then allowed me to see his face and I knew then that it was it for me, I was going to be here a long time. He tied my arms above my head and gaged me. He turned the shower on full hot, the dirt washing off of me as he scalded my skin with the boiling water. I couldn’t move… he laughed and I knew it was time to surrender myself for good.
Submissive Whore Turned Into A Scare-Ho
It all started, when He, along with some of His friends decided to go and get pumpkins so that I could decorate them for O/our outdoor decor. I was tired from a long day at the office so the last thing I wanted to do was carve pumpkins. However, He insisted so I started to carve them. On the last one I made a sad face because I was tired and all I wanted to do is to go to bed.
His friends are well aware of O/our relationship and told Him that before I go to bed I should have to wear the “pity me” pumpkin. He thought it was a great idea. He took it and cut the bottom off of it and stuck it over my head. He told me that since I was off from work for the next couple of days that I could just wear my “pity me” pumpkin while I made O/our dinner.
I asked Him if he realized how hard it would be to cook with a pumpkin on my head. In all honesty I was kidding around, having the pumpkin on my head actually made me laugh. However, He considered my statement to mean I was talking back. Something that I never do, as I do my best to be the best submissive for Him that I can. I was shocked at His reaction since I have never really been in trouble before.
He grabbed my wrist and pulled me outside. I was actually frightened for a few minutes. He told me to strip, I did without hesitation as I realized that I was about to be punished. He told me to go and get the Hemp rope and come back. I had to run to the barn to fetish it. As I was running back I saw that His friends had come outside and were watching.
He bound my breasts up tight, then took the Scarecrow decoration down from it’s perch. He told me to get up there. I stepped up onto the bale of hay and stood there. He walked into the house and came out with my wrist and ankle restraints along with a heavy paddle. After he secured my wrists and feet he paddled me until I was black and blue. He doesn’t hit hard, but He can hit for a very long time. He says it is done that way so I can ‘enjoy the sting’. He is right You know. When done in that manner it is a slow burn, which makes the skin so tender that even a soft touch stings badly.
When He finished and I was bruised to His liking He looked up at me and said, “Today you are Our scare-ho. You have to stay out here until I see fit to let you down. When I do, you will make Us something to eat, then you will go into O/our bedroom, lay on the floor on your back and not move until I come in. If you do this, I will give you something special because you took your punishment like a good submissive whore. You understand why I had to punish you right?” I shook my head and said, “Yes Sir.” He asked me, “What are you today?” I replied, “I am your Scare-Ho Sir!”
Bondage Whore Dukes it Out at Work
When I arrived to work yesterday, I had a surprise waiting for me. Master had another bondage whore named Bo tied up at my desk chair. Apparently, she was sent as a temp to help me out with a big law case pending. She arrived early and fucked something up so he restrained her at my chair. He wanted my help in teaching her a lesson. I’m a submissive whore. I don’t know how to be a dominant bitch. Master was not happy that I questioned his order and smacked me hard across the face. The look on Bo’s face told me she was not hired as a paralegal temp.
She was a MILF whore just like me. Only difference being she was the hourly kind. Master just wanted two bitches to play with today. Two hot MILF bitches. I hesitated on smacking her again and this time Master tied me to the chair and freed Bo. She wasted no time using me as a punching bag. She went at my big fucking tits like she was Mike Tyson. Master was stoking his dick watching her use my boobs as punching bags. I struggled to get loose; I understood the game now and wanted to play, but snooze you lose.
Bo wailed on my titties for what seemed like an eternity. They were black and blue by the time Master freed me so I could fight back. He watched as we wrestled each other in his office. I had no clue what I was doing. Bo, however, clearly was the Ronda Rousey out of us because one punch to my face and I was out cold. Woke up tied to the desk with cum all over my face and loser written in my own blood on my forehead. Master apparently likes seeing two sluts fight each other. He said next time he would toss us in a cage naked and see who comes out alive.
Sex Slave Training Begins
I woke up in the trunk of a car, confused and dazed. How had I gotten here? I only remembered falling asleep…being sooo very tired. I was groggy as I realized there was a rag tied around my head and stuffed into my mouth; my arms and legs were bound tightly. I tried to scream but I knew no one could hear me. It wasn’t long and the car stopped and I heard him coming for me. I stayed quiet, scared and wondering what he was going to do to me. He opened the trunk quickly and before I could see him he punched me in the face covering my head with a garbage bag and dragging me out of the car in one swift movement. I could barely resist him, he was so fucking strong and it was clear he had done this before. He shoved me into a small cage; it was thick metal and I had to sit curled up to fit. He ripped the bag off my face and I made eye contact with another girl in a cage across from me. She gave me a look of disgust and fear all in one… “Robyn I brought us a new pet, now come out and play” he ordered her as he opened up her cage. She crawled out and I saw her look up at him with such lust and respect it made my pussy start to get wet. I was scared and turned on all at the same time, she opened my cage and I got out quick as I could being I was still tightly bound. He must have been impatient because he dragged me over to a chair and ordered me to sit there, I looked around, there were all types of torture devices everywhere… what was he going to do to me?! He ordered Robyn to attach nipple clamps to my nipples, and stuff a plug into my ass. I tried to remain submissive scared of what he would do if I resisted him…
Submissive Phone Sex Sluts Swap Masters
Submissive phone sex sluts often make friends with other subs in clubs. I met Dorthy at an underground BDSM club when traveling with my boss on a business trip. Our masters knew each other. They were business associates and shared the same predilection for submissive fuck sluts. Although neither of us are allowed to be with other men, our masters decided it would be fun to swap sluts. So Dorthy spent the night as my Master’s submissive whore and vice versa.
No two masters are created equally. And as both Dorthy and I discovered, when a master has the chance to play with another fuck slut he is far more cruel. I guess because there is no bond. No connection. No trust. I dressed sexy for Dorthy’s master as I was instructed. I waited for him in sexy lingerie on the hotel bed as instructed. Honestly, I was excepting a sensual master. One like Christian Gray. Dorthy had indicated she was pretty much just a pretty bondage whore with spankings and some light BDSM. That would be a relief from the extreme pain and torture my master inflicts on me.
I didn’t get sensual domination. I got abused so badly, my body and face were unrecognizable for days. Essentially, I was a punching bag. There was no code word. I had no say, no control. I wondered how Dorthy fared with my boss. He is a pretty cruel and capricious master, however, he never touches my face unless to piss on it or give it a light slap. When I met up with her the next day, I was jealous to learn that Master spoiled her. Took her to the spa to be pampered. She got a hot stone massage, a facial and a mani /pedi. I have been my boss’s slave for decades, and have not even received a birthday card.
Dorthy and I have remained friends, but I am still jealous over the way she got spoiled by my master, especially considering that I got beat to a pulp by her master. I was afraid to ask him why he spoiled her and not me. But on the flight back I did. I knew in front of others he would not punish me. “Bernice, you are just an used up old whore. Dorthy is a young vibrant slut. Men don’t spoil old bitches,” he explained. Is that true? Do I deserve more wrath and disdain because I am mature? I learned a valuable lesson that trip. Not all submissive sluts get treated equally.
Fuckpig Sookie
I knew I wanted it… wanted everything I was getting “Are you wearing a condom?” I asked.He tightened his grip on my wrists, remaining all the way inside me and looked up from assaulting on my tits long enough squint his eyes at me and say “Nope. I’m going to shoot my cum deep in you, whore.” I have to admit part of me really wanted it, but I started to struggle. He moved up to look me in the eye, his face hovering centimeters above mine and clamped his hand on my mouth.“Look bitch, you wanted this shit. Now shut the fuck up.” And with that he took a scarf and tied my wrists together tightly and then tied them over my head to my headboard. I didn’t know if I was more scared or more aroused, but I think the fear fed the arousal. I didn’t fight him off at all. I let him tie me up. He moved off me and I kicked at him but missed. I didn’t really want to make him angry. He took my panties the rest of the way off and shoved them in my mouth. I didn’t open my mouth for him but when he pinched my nose shut, I opened my mouth right away. I didn’t even try to hold my breath. He opened my drawers and found a couple of pairs of tights he used to tie my ankles to opposite posts at the foot of my bed. Now I was lying face up, completely naked and spread eagle on my bed with a stranger who was going to really fuck me. “You really are a sexy whore, I’m really glad you were dumb enough to leave your doors unlocked. I can’t believe I’m going to get to fuck a hot piece like you, baby.” He ran his hands over my stomach and up to my breasts, cupping them, pushing them together letting them go, bouncing them up and down. I was powerless to stop him, and even if I hadn’t been tied up and gagged, I don’t think I would have stopped him anyway. He got back into bed next to me and sucked my nipples some more, sucking harder and harder, until I thought he might actually suck them off. The pain was intense but also unbelievably arousing. I became wetter than I can ever remember being before. I closed my eyes and lost myself in the sensation. Before too long I felt him on top of me, felt his cock pushing inside my pussy again. “You’re so fucking wet baby. After I fuck you and shoot a few loads up in your wonderful pussy, I wanna fuck your ass; Would you like that baby?” I was more turned on than I had ever been. I felt his cock jerking as it pumped semen into my pussy. I hadn’t cum yet, but I didn’t care. “Oh my god, you’re a good whore baby. You wanna be daddy’s little whore, don’t you baby?” I moaned as I felt his cock get hard inside of me again and nodded. I looked up at him with big innocent eyes and moved my hips up, trying to make him go deeper inside me…