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Went To Work With Master

Erotic BDSM storiesI’m a pain slut I love being used and abused by my master; he takes me along with him to work and makes me sit under his desk ass naked no one can see me when I’m down there. Whenever he feels like it, he pulls his cock out and I know I must suck it hard and deep and not make a sound. He will cum over and over down my throat and during his break he will pull me out and bend me over his desk. He spanks me hard and fast until my ass is read and when he is ready, he sticks his fat cock deep in my ass. I know I must take all his cock and not make a noise as he fucks me deep and hard, I love when master takes me to work uses my ass and mouth whenever he wants. Specially how hard he pounds me and how he still has lots of hot gooey cum to fill it up with.  

Submissive Spit Roast Whore

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My dom likes to share me from time to time. It satisfies his need to pimp out my holes because they belong to him. He and his colleague love to share my holes together. They both like to whip my perky ass, tits, and creamy cunt with their Italian leather belts. They do not stop until my skin is red and welted and I am begging for mercy. Of course, they never let me off that easy. Once my eyes fill with hot wet tears, their dark, sadistic desires become more intense. They both love to take turns force fucking my cunt with as much harshness as possible. They love to spit roast my hot rosebud and mouth while they whip and paddle me.  Then, when I am near the point of total exhaustion, they both shove their meaty cocks into my ass! I love getting filled to the brim with their cum. Being their submissive fuck doll is the best!

Submissive Whore For You

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A trained submissive whore such as myself knows my place. My tight holes have been beaten and torture fucked in every way possible and I couldn’t love it more! My holes literally crave pain at this point. Master likes to keep me well maintained and obedient. Sometimes he will keep me tied up stuffed inside a kennel all week if I touch myself without permission. I was practically begging for cunt punishment. Master laid me out and stuffed his fingers then his huge fist deep inside my cunt until he pounded and fisted my hole. It felt so good to have him fist fuck me! Master then smashed his cock deep into my used holes and fucked me like the submissive slut I am. He pumped me nice and fucking deep while I begged for mercy—of course there is no mercy when it comes to master though. He filled my throbbing sore holes with so much creamy hot cum.

Kidnapped And Fucked

I was used and made into a filthy whore, I blinked and the next thing I was being pulled into a van with something over my mouth. My fear got worse when I felt the car pull over and door open, by now I was blindfolded so I couldn’t see anything. I felt hands pulling and ripping up my clothes, didn’t stop until I was naked. With my push I felt 2 fingers digging into my pussy. I tried to scream but as soon as I opened my mouth a big fat dick got shoved in there, pumping me hard and making me gag. I heard him moan and telling me to be good and suck it and he might not kill me, so I did as I was told and I started sucking as my life depended on it. I sucked on his balls and licked all his pre-cum, took it deep in my throat with the thought that if he came in my mouth, he would not fuck my pussy. I sucked it slow and hard tightened my throat around it and when he moaned and I felt burst after burst of cum flowing down my throat I was relieve, but to my surprise he was still hard. Before I could run away or anything he stuffed my pussy with his fat cock while sticking a finger in my ass. He pumped me and pumped me until I felt the rush of his cum filling me up. He left and the car started moving, just like that I was shoved out the car and I ran as soon as I hit the ground.  

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Santa’s naughty list

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With Christmas fast approaching my mind wanders back to my favorite erotic bondage stories. This one happens to star me and Santa together. Just after midnight on Christmas morning I woke up to a slight thump near my tree. I saw Santa come around with his bag of goodies. He told me that I had been naughty and that he was here to punish me. Out of his large sack he pulled some red and white shibari rope, a new green and red striped ball gag and a flogger that had candy cane shaped beads at the end. He tied me up to the support column in my kitchen and had my breasts tied so that they stuck out. He put my gag in and then got to work. The beads stung and broke the skin a little each time they stuck. He made me count out 359 strokes, one for every day that I had been naughty during the year. When he finished he came over and stuck the biggest cock I have ever seen into my mouth and throat, he face fucked me until his peppermint flavored cum slid down my throat. He told me that he wanted to see me continue to be a HOE,HOE,HOE all this next year so that he could cum back next year. He snapped his fingers and the ropes untied and he left. I can’t wait to see what he has in store for this year!!

I am Your Submissive Slut

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I am a submissive slut. Vanilla calls do nothing for me. I was not always this way. I used to think I was a princess. I was popular in high school. I was even a cheerleader and prom queen. I got into BDSM as a joke. I went to a fetish club because I had a crush on an older man. I was 19 and never thought things out. In order to be with him, I had to let him tie me up. He called me all sorts of names. He shamed me for thinking I was special. He knocked me off my high horse. No one had ever talked to me like that before. No one spanked me or tied me up. He owned me from that day on. I needed lots of slave training because I struggled with thinking I deserved to be treated like a whore. I struggled with pain too. He was my master for years. I lived with him. I slept in a dog cage. I had a collar and ate out of bowls on the floor. I miss him. I got too old for him and too obedient. He likes breaking in new bitches, but that loses its thrill after the bitch no long fights. Maybe you will not grow tired of me?

Erotic BDSM Stories Of A Wife Slave

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Club Risque is where all my erotic BDSM stories of a wife slave originate. The best slaves are made, step by step. They are subject to gross humiliation from an early start. I am not a brat, a top from the bottom or a demure woman by any means. Submissiveness lies in my nature but I too had to be trained. I know that my loyalty lies in a good Masters’ hands. Now how my master and husband trained me is the subject that many a cock of a dominant man wants to know. I would be exposed to places like Club Risque where I would mingle in a crowd of other slaves and masters. My eyes wide at all the goings on. A blow job performed by two slaves, one male and one female at the same time. I admired the chain leashes and the easy way the owner was drinking his drink and talking to another woman while this was happening. One to many times I had to be jerked by the cuffs my husband held on to as we were walking. I had better keep my head down and go straight to the stage. I was clad in nothing but a neon suit that went up between my ass and in between my pussy lips. My nipples barely covered. Forced to perform and dance my way out of a spanking I so deserved. I lost myself in the music and smoke. Strange hands found my body and I was beginning to feel the confidence soar through me. My stripper heels tugged at until I fell down. I could feel fingers probing into my ass and between my pussy lips.  My body clawed at and dragged off my little podium. I began slave training all in. I was the toy for owners and slaves to fuck me in every hole.

Fucked While On A Run – Wet

Bondage SubmissionMy cunt was soaking wet by the time he’d cut off my running shorts. “You always run by, teasing me. Fucking bitch.” He spit on me, tightening his grip on my throat. “You never wear any panties. I always see your pussy lips.” He brought the knife up to my throat. The woods started to go dark. He’d pulled me off the trail, and dragged me down by the creek.
When I regained consciousness, he was slamming his cock down my throat. I choked around it, begging for a breath. He pulled out, and slapped me hard across my cheek. “Wake up, cunt. I want my cock sleeve to remember how this feels.” The man shoved me, so I was bent over a fallen tree. He forced his cock into my tight little asshole, dry. I was crying, but growing wetter by the second. Shoving two fingers into my cunt, he spit on me again. “The bitch likes to get fucked.”
He used me, again and again, until he left me with a cum filled cunt, and a broken nose. Sobbing, I reached down to see his cum mixed with blood, and mixed with my cum, too.

I Belong To You

S&M PornDo you want to know why my last boyfriend was six foot nine? I love a big man to put me in my place. I love being forced to my knees, his hand wrapped around my throat, making me choke on his cock. I would beg him to face fuck me all day everyday, if only I could get away with it. If I pass out from asphyxiation well that’s even better. I loved that he would just take me whenever he wanted.

Of course he could, I was his property. His proper little house whore. They say you can’t turn a hoe into a housewife, but I think I play both roles very very well. He would see me washing the dishes like the sweet little whore that I am, and bend me over the sink, ripping my panties off, and stuffing them in my mouth so I couldn’t scream and wake our little ones.

Then he would fuck my tight little ass whole Raw, am I sweet dripping wet cunt. Until he blew his load wherever it was that he pleased. Half the time, he would rip me around, tug the panties out of my mouth, and come right down my throat. Or, he would wake me up in the middle of the night by making me swallow his thick cock, ramming it down my throat while I was trying to sleep. That is my absolute favorite alarm clock.

I’m here to be used, like the submissive slut that I am. It’s been lonely since he went away, but I’m always looking for someone new to play with. I’ve got a void you could fill, or just a couple holes if that’s what you’re into.

Porn Star Dancing

Submissive Phone SexWhen Barry came to me and said he had a job that didn’t require touching any dirty old men or stuffing any of their cocks in between my pouty lips, you can bet I was in. It was stripping, of course. I find I end up at the local strip joints all too often when cash gets tight.
Barry owns the one closest to me, really the nicest one in town, and asks me to work when he’s short. Tonight he was extremely short, and the place was packed. I decided that to earn a little extra cash, I’d let the men bid on the songs I was going to dance to. I got the entire pot, and I didn’t care which mumble rapper or hair metal song was chosen.


Of course, with my luck, the first one up was that old Akon song talking about how much he wants to fuck the stripper. I slowly pulled off my chiffon top, revealing nothing beneath. A long, low wolf whistle pierced through the racket as I shimmied my way out of my skirt.


As I started gliding my barely dressed body up and down the pole, my eyes met the whistles. I almost instantly dropped my knees; what a fucking man. He made a beckoning gesture, so I sauntered my way through the crowd to him. He patted his lap, and handed me two nicely folded, crisp Ben Franklin’s.


Into his lap I went, as the music blasted around us. It was only then that I realized he had his cock pulled out, and he was pulling my little thong to the side. He slipped into me before I even knew what was happening, and I just kept winding and grinding up on him. Surprisingly enough, before the end of the song was even over, I felt like I was ready to cum.


He had his hands around the front of me, tweaking at my nipples, and growling in my ear how badly he had wanted to fuck me since the first time he saw me here. As the song ended, and the next girl took the stage, he held me firmly. One hand around my throat, the other on my hip, and I continued to bounce on his cock along to the music.


My cunt was dripping like a waterfall and there was nothing I could do to hide how fucking turned on I was. I glanced around nervously, wondering if any of the other patrons realized what was going on. From the shit eating grin on their faces, it was obvious that they did. Three songs later, I felt him explode inside of me.


I screamed, but thankfully the music covered it up. As I went to walk away, he handed me a business card with only an address and another three hundred. Written on the back of his card was that he had a pole installed in his office, and he expected me there tomorrow morning, dressed exactly the same. There’s no way I could refuse. I didn’t even know his name.

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