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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.

He was so cruel

submissive whoreI fucked up bad, I fell asleep yesterday afternoon and ended up sleeping way past the time that my Master came home from work. I had no dinner ready, the house was a mess and I looked all crazy from sleeping. To say that he was not pleased was an understatement. He dragged me out of bed by my hair and threw me on the floor and began to kick the shit out of me. I was gasping for air and the pain was just huge, it swallowed me whole. He pulled me up and throat fucked me to the point that I was about to pass out and then bent me over the bed and ripped off my panties. He fucked my ass dry until it bled, I was crying so hard but I knew better than to scream or protest, I just laid there and took it. When he finally finished he told me to get up and make his dinner so I thanked him for all the correction and went to cook. I can tell you one thing for sure, I won’t be fucking up like that again!

A Present For Him

bare bottom spankingI searched for the perfect gift for him, although I knew it would mostly be for my enjoyment. It was a special day, our three-month anniversary. I dressed in patent leather high heeled boots, a corset and a short skirt, sans panties of course. I handed the gift to him and as he opened it his eyes grew wide. A thin, strong switch. He hit it against his hands a few times and the pink marks made my pussy wet in anticipation. He was however not going to give me immediate satisfaction and instead laid it across the table. Between our plates. As we ate, I stared at it imagining how it would feel striking my bare bottom. My pussy was soaking wet and my nipples hard. After dinner he reached for my hand and led me to the bedroom. With the switch in hand he turned on a movie. He continued beating it against the bed and on his arms. My pussy quivering in anticipation. But he was ruthless, making me wait. When he went to get a drink, I closed my eyes for a moment and my hand started rubbing my cunt. I arched my back and fingered my soaking wet hole fast. I heard a laugh and then felt a pain across my chest. Startled I opened my eyes as he grabbed me by my hair, bent me over the chair and began whipping my bare ass. Every hit hurt and my ass was on fire, but my pussy was trembling, and my juices ran from my legs. Once my knees started to wobble, he threw me on my back and lifted my skirt. Smiling an evil smile as I felt the first whip against my bald juicy cunt………………

Bondage whore Jessica serves her master

bondage whoreMy son threw a huge party this past weekend. Everyone he knows was invited. Of course he wanted his bondage whore mommy there for when he got ready to get wild. Most of the guests didn’t even know that I was there. I spent the entire party, tied up in his bedroom. He had bound my legs together and had my hands bound together behind me. He kept me gagged except for when he would come into the room with his friends. Throughout the party, he would bring random friends of his in and make me suck their dicks. He would tell me how he wanted me to suck them harder and faster, while he watched and stroked his hard cock. Every time one of his friends would cum in my whore mouth, he would make me swallow it. He would slap me every time and tell me what a dirty cum slut I am, as he shot his load all over my face and tits. Everyone knows that I would do anything for my son. If he wants me to be his party slut, cum dumpster and take all of his friend’s loads, I will gladly swallow every creamy drop, just to make him happy! I love to serve my master.

 

 

Female Bondage And Water Torture

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I am a connoisseur of female bondage, But This was not pleasant. Using My own daughter against me was my ultimate humiliation. I wanted to please and I would push myself to any length to Make my long-time master happy. I had run away a few times and always came back. He did have my offspring and I am a mother. He would always find me and always bring me back home where I belonged. My punishment this time was to see My oldest daughter decked out in full bondage gear as he instructed me that He would be using severe sensory deprivation to reset my slave skills. My daughter would be paying the price as well! I knew in my heart this would be the last time I ever left. I could not endure my daughter being tortured like this. Or better yet maybe I was jealous that she was my replacement. The Tank of water in the garage was cold as I put my hands on it. I was slapped to the ground and tasted blood. I would be paying for my last game of hide and seek. Shackled up with my daughter behind me, MY Master lifted us and dropped us in the tank and told me that we would both be In water bondage. This pissed my daughter off that she would have to endure pain for my indiscretion. The water lapped at my ears as the lid was shut. My Milf body pressed down on her and she began screaming and kicking under me. If she were to drown it would be my fault. But then again I would have taken out the competition, even if it was my own flesh and blood daughter! One less bondage whore to compete with! 

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