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Bondage Phone Sex

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex goes hand in hand with being a submissive. I love being tied up, it is just hard to tie yourself up. I have become quite good at tying up my boobs, however. I like to make them look like torpedoes for your abuse. This weekend, my son caught me practicing with ropes on my tits. He liked the image of seeing my boobs look like cow udders he said. He offered to help me. I should have known better. Not only did he tie up my breasts, he tied me to the bed. I could feel the ropes cutting into my flesh. I could feel the circulation stopping. I was in pain and pinned to the bed like a squashed bug. My son started slapping my tits. He even flicked his cigarette ashes on my breasts. He came on my tits and left me. I thought he would be back soon. I feel asleep despite the pain. Woke up when my son returned with some friends. They looked like hungry vultures circling me like I was roadkill. They pulled out their cocks and started stroking their dicks while I was all tied up.  I was in pain from the lack of circulation to my breasts, but no one cared, especially not my son. They just laughed and masturbated. I had rope burns and cuts that opened my flesh under my tits.  I begged to be released. I promised to be a good mommy, a good whore. Nothing. Just the look of disdain for his own mother in his eyes. His friends started mounting me like I was a drunk coed at a frat party. They fucked me until they had all had a turn. They paid my son money as they left. My son finally untied me. My boobs looked like they were used as air bags in a car accident. It will be awhile before I can even put a bra on again. I guess now I have a new extreme bondage story to share.

Slave Training Brings Rewards!

Slave trainingMaster was proud of me! I had managed to clean the entire house AND finish all the chores he had left for me, and he was going to reward me!! He carried me to his bed, and tied me up to the head and foot-boards. When I was secured and unable to move, he put a sensory deprivation hood on me. Every sound was muffled, and I couldn’t have seen a thing if I had wanted to. I felt his fingers, warm and firm trail from my collar bone down the center of my chest. The next thing I felt was cold and hard, thin, like a pipe, trailing that same path, before veering off to play at my nipples, one at a time. The coldness had my nipples puckering up and all but begging for some attention, and me moaning out my desire, but it soon vanished. Then, I felt something light and soft trail over each nipple, then down over my stomach and belly. That soft object traced patterns over my hips, just where they met my thighs, and drove me wild. I needed to be touched lower, my cunt was dripping and throbbing, and I was hungry to cum. When that moved away, I groaned with the loss and anticipation of whatever was coming next. The warm liquid I felt next surprised me. It was drizzled down over my shaved cunt. Then, I felt my pussy lips being held open as more of the liquid was drizzled over my clit and down my gash. When I felt it being massaged into my pussy and clit, I realized it was an oil or lube that had been heated up. I felt what I thought was a finger run over my clit and down my gash, but the next thing I knew, it was vibrating its way up my love-canal. It worked its way inside of me, and fingers actually started working at my clit and my shit box. I came hard, and he just kept going after it, letting that vibrator bury itself deep inside of me as he kept working me over. He let me come 4 times before he pulled it out and stopped playing with me. Then, I felt it. His great big dick was poking at the entrance to my ass. The oil allowed the head to finally penetrate, and I let out a gasp as it popped home. He started working his cock in and out, forcing it slowly deeper, until he was balls-deep inside of me. When his fingers started driving into my cunt and over my clit, I knew I was done for. He fucked me mercilessly like that. I lost track of time, and only knew that my body was a quivering mass of orgasmic jelly when he finally came. And, Master came inside me!! He let my ass have his entire juicy load!

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Erotic bondage storiesMaster had been pretty strict lately and been a lot more rough than usual, but I loved it. I loved being treated like nothing but a no good whore. More than anything, I love being Master’s little whore. He had me dress up like a slut, put a gag in my mouth and tied me up. I loved being tied up and feeling restricted, it made sex even hotter! Master was just staring at me standing there. Seeing me looking like a slut and all tied up was making him hard and I could see it peeking through his pants. Master forced me onto my knees and took my gag out so I could suck on his huge cock. He grabbed my hair and started forcing me down on him. Making me choke and puke on him a little, master liked it when I was a little nasty slut and puked on his dick then licked it all off. He told me to lay on the ground and got on top of me, my pussy was already so wet his cock just glided in and it felt so good. I loved feeling master balls deep inside of myself, his big cock was definitely my favorite. He kept thrusting and thrusting and I was moaning louder and louder and knew I was gonna cum. I asked master for permission and he said I’d been a good slut so it was allowed. As soon as those words came out my pussy started contracting around him. It was so tight and I felt him starting to cum, he worked his cock out and watched as his cum dripped out of me.

Extreme Temperatures

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Master instructed me to stand perfectly still with my arms out while he inspected me. I tried to listen, but he attached small weights to each of my wrists, making it harder to keep my arms suspended. The pain in my shoulders grew too intense and Master showed no signs of mercy, so I was naughty. I let my arms down, telling him I couldn’t hold them any longer. This angered him. A lot. He smacked me across the face hard enough to disorient me, and before I knew it he had me tied up and on the ground. My hands and feet were tied up behind me and my mouth was gagged. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the smooth floors, down the hall, and into the bathroom. Then he threw me into the bath tub. Unsure of his plan, I cowered in fear. He was gone for what seemed like forever. When he came back, he was carrying to buckets of water. One sounded like it had ice in it and the other one was steaming. Terrified, I squirmed and tried to scream through the cloth gag. He dumped the first bucket of icy water over my naked skin. The frigid water made every nerve ending scream in agony. He then picked up the second bucket and pouring the boiling hot water over me. The extreme change made my skin feel like it had just been ignited into flames. Crying with my skin now singed, he told me never to disobey him again. I’m so sorry Master for being a bad girl! Please let me redeem myself.

Erotic Bondage Stories are REAL!

Erotic submissive storiesEvery once in a while, he’ll call for a special, and we’ll have a great time. It’s been a little while since I’ve last played with Master, though, so when he called again, I was all excited. He told me that he’d found a fucking machine, and we were going to play with it together. I’d fantasized about that ever since he called, and when we finally played, it was amazing!! He tied me down with my legs pulled back and my arms strapped down. He put the machine down at the foot of the table he had me bound to, edged it close enough to extend the arm and put the head of the dildo at my pussy entrance. He turned it on, and it slowly made its way into my cunt, drawing a gasp and a moan from me as it intruded at almost a snail’s pace. It barely made it halfway into my cunt before the arm started to withdraw, so he adjusted it. The next pass made it all the way to my cervix, and he started to slowly turn the machine up. It got a little faster, and a little faster, every minute, until it was fucking he fast and furious. I honestly don’t remember how many times I got off, but my body was a pile of jelly when it was said and done. Master had to carry me to his bathroom, bathe me, and then carry me to his bed. It was an amazing night!

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesI love erotic bondage stories. As a little girl, I use to use my allowance money to buy True Detective magazine. It was soft core porn. The guy at 7-11 didn’t care that I was not old enough to buy the magazine yet. It was filled with stories of crimes against women. Many of the pictures were of women tied up in all sorts of positions. I would go in my room and masturbate hoping someone would tie me up like that. I love bondage. Now that I am all grown up, I have lots of men who enjoy spending time with a bondage whore like me.  Saturday night, I checked out a new bondage club about an hour away. I was nervous when I arrived because the place was filled with much younger women. That happens every time one of those Fifty Shades movies comes out. Those books / movies are so amateur compared to my life, but I get it. Young girls are curious about the lifestyle, just like I was when I was reading those true crime magazines. I was afraid guys would prefer young girls to an old cougar. But I had a few things they did not have: experience, big boobs and a true understanding of the BDSM lifestyle. Men were lining up to take me into a private room. I was the Belle of the bondage club. I had my pick of the litter, which is rare. I went with a handsome young man who reminded  me of my son. We went into a room adorned with red velvet walls and a variety of soft bondage equipment. He tied me up seductively and expertly for his age. He was in college he informed me. While I was tied up, he dripped hot wax all over my body. You cannot fuck in the club, but he could jack off on me. As I laid there covered in wax and cum, I thought if only all young dominant men were as sensual as him.

Erotic Bondage Stories

erotic bondage storiesErotic bondage stories are almost as fun to create as they are to share. I have a few callers who enjoy hearing my bondage stories. I tend to get all tied up frequently. But, that is to be expected with me because I have always been a bondage girl. It started when I was a little girl. My mom was more my father’s bitch than she was his wife. I discovered her one day all tied up and contorted in a very painful position. My immediate instinct was to help my mother, so I untied her. She actually scolded me for helping her because she said daddy would be very upset with me for intervening. He was too. I got punished, but not like a father traditionally punishes his offspring. I did not get spanked or put in a corner. I got tied up. Bound and gagged like a pig about to be roasted and shoved in a dark closest over night. I was alone and scared. I had no access to a bathroom or warm bed. No food or water. Not even love and affection from my parents. My mom let me out the next day to get me ready for school. I had rope burns on my body. That incident broke me. I was forever scared of my father after that, but the incident also brought about a morbid fascination with bondage for me. As I got older, I asked boys to tie me up. I discovered that I was quite the bondage whore thanks to daddy. Daddy and mommy are long gone, but here I am still enjoying being bound and gagged. Last night my own son tied me up. He secured the ropes so tightly that I couldn’t move, forcing me to sleep in a painful position until he released me this morning. I have ropes and a wide variety of submissive devices. I am ready for you to tell me what to do sir.

Happy Birthday Master!

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It was one of my favorite days of the year, Masters’ Birthday. Every year I try my best to please him to the full extent of my ability. This year I had an idea! I told Master that I would need his help with my gift. I requested that Master put me in a bondage rack with my asshole sticking straight up in the air and then stick a birthday candle in and blow it out. Master sure had a lot of fun with his candle before blowing it out. Feeling the hot wax dripping on to the super sensitive skin of my asshole is exhilarating. To further my pleasure Master took a cane and whipped me. The combination of the sensation of heat with the sting of the cane was so close to sending me over the edge. I begged Master to let me cum. Please let me cum Master! He told me I had to wait just a little bit longer. I tried so hard to hold off. I didn’t want to disappoint Master on his birthday! As soon as I couldn’t take it anymore, Master plunged his fingers into my pussy and forced me to explode! My pussy juices squirted all over my face. Master smiled at me and blew his candle out. I’m so happy that he liked my gift to him!

Bondage Whore on Tinder

bondage whoreAs a bondage whore, I get myself tied up often. I am looking to supplement my current master / servant relationship. My Master, owner and boss has given me permission to play with others. I just cannot be fully owned yet as he still has some life in his old body. I have been his for decades, but his age has complicated our relationship. He granted me permission to look for some S and M fun on Tinder. I actually am not very computer savvy. I had to get my daughter’s help in creating a profile. We used a picture of me all tied up as my profile pic. My daughter said no one uses a face shot on Tinder. She was like, “Mom, it’s a hook up site, not a dating site.” She elaborated that no one cared what I looked like because they were just fucking me. In my case, just abusing me. I was surprised how many responses I received to my “Just an Old Whore” post. My daughter helped me respond and set up “dates.” None of the ones I responded to got me worked up like my long-term master, until Charles. He was date #8 on day 3. Tall, dark, handsome and cruel. It was love at first smack. Instead of shaking my hand, he smacked me across the face and ordered me to my knees.  I started worshiping his cock. There was no small talk, no attempt to get to know me or find out what I liked sexually. Clearly what I wanted didn’t matter. As a submissive whore, that is just what I was looking for in a man. He used my mouth, then my pussy and finally my ass.  My ass got used well too. First some hard spankings, then some flogging and finally a hardcore ass fucking that left me gaping open and sore. He left without a word. His cum was leaking out of my ass. I was in love. Perhaps I found my replacement Master?

Tied and Waiting Part Two

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My Master likes to have me waiting for him and ready to play. So, this time he ordered me to be tied bent over a fuck table, wearing his favorite high heels and nothing else. One of his other slaves tied me, then toyed with me awhile using several toys and edging me not allowing me to cum. By the time Master arrived, my pussy was throbbing and dripping wet. I was, as usual, ready to do whatever he said. This time he was into more pain and teasing than before. He took a wooden spoon to my ass, thighs then on my back. Master then put ice cubes against my nipples, then twisted and pulled them. He then made me beg for him to fuck me. I pleaded for his cock, and he gave me just a little at a time. When he finally decided to fuck me hard, he choked and slapped me during, making me cum all over his cock.