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On Display

Bondage phone sexYou told me You wanted to do something a little different.  You wanted to put me on display for T/those in Your group.  You had told me about the group before.  Around fifty of same minded BDSM lovers.  You met once a month and during that time You would set up play dates, other meetings, and the annual fetish ball that is held each May.  It was Your turn to host the monthly meeting and You wanted to show me off.

I was not to speak at all, no matter what happened I was to keep my eyes lowered, and stay as still as possible.  As the Members would arrive You would show them around Your house, then bring them to look at me.  Many were impressed by the way You had me bound. They walked around me, commenting on fading bruises on my ass.  They also told You that I had a beautiful body.  All of You were speaking of me as if I weren’t even there.

I started to get a cramp in my thigh, but I managed to stay still.  It seemed like hours had passed, but in reality it had only been about twenty or so minutes.  I heard You excuse Yourself from the meeting, and You came to check on me.  You asked me if I was numb anywhere, or if I was cramping anywhere.  You gave permission for me to look up and speak.  I told You that I had a severe cramp in my thigh.  You got down the floor and released the binds that were keeping my thighs together, then You helped me stand up.  W/we walked around a little while until the cramp was gone.  You then placed me on a seat, then once again bound my thighs but in a different manner.  You instructed me that if I were to go numb, or cramp again, I was to call out Your name.

I sat there not moving, my neck was sore from keeping my head down.  My body started to shake and to be honest my ass was very sore.  You walked Your guests by me toward the door.  When They had all left, You took all my binds off.  You told me how proud You were of me.  How well I did, and how much Other’s were impressed by me.  I felt so proud, and for a treat, You allowed me to go home without having any tasks to be done until the next time W/we meet.  I am learning, and loving being Your submissive.

Masters New Roleplay Fetish

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Master held me by the face and threw me an FBI outfit.  He demanded I make the roleplay believable. I was given no direction. After I was dressed he dropped me off three miles from home. This whore had the whole slutty tight outfit but no shoes. My tits were heaving and my body was shaking as I read the note on the back door. “Whore, there are three clues hidden to your pleasure or demise, choose wisely fucktoy!’

My pussy wet as I broke in and began to search. The first clue was a bejeweled but plug. I looked around and pulled my pants down and inserted it to my perfect wanting asshole. I went to our room and hanging in my cage was a gag. I took it and put it on. All of a sudden my master stood over me and had his binding rope in his hands. Good submissive slut, as he tied me and pushed my gag to the side and shoved his cock down my throat.  Hot spunk went down my throat as he said we would do it again until I got it right. What could he possibly want from me? 

Becoming His Pain Slut

BDSM phone sexI have discovered something about myself.  I love pain.  Well I do not love it, it hurts like a son of a bitch but I get off on it.  I didn’t even realize the effect it had on me until He mentioned it.  The ropes were tight against my pussy and clit.  Every once in a while He would come over to grab the rope and move it slightly.  It pinched my pussy lips and clit and caused me to gasp.

I couldn’t move at all, my legs and arms were firmly secured in place.  I wanted so badly to move them away from that area because the bite of the rope hurt more than anything else.  He knew that and would slap my tits because I was thinking about it.  He always knows.  He then took a crop and slapped it lightly against my pussy lips which caused the ropes to move even more.

The little taps became harder and harder.  I squeezed my eyes shut against the pain, and my body was shaking.  I was almost jumping off the bed, or as much as I could anyway, which wasn’t much.  He pulled his cock out, pulled the tape off my mouth, then stuck his cock down my throat so that I couldn’t breath for a few seconds.  He then smacked my already sore clit and lips with the crop again, He pulled His cock out, then dove back in.  He asked me if His slut loved pain.  I tried to shake my head no, He slapped my clit even harder.  I cried out. 

He asked me a few more times and each time I would frantically try to shake my head no while he was face fucking me slowly, and each time the crop would come down harder.  He put the crop down, bent over me, parted the ropes, shoved two fingers into my pussy and pulled them out.  He removed his hard cock from my mouth only to thrust His fingers in.  I could taste myself.  He looked down at me and said, “My slut loves pain or her pussy would not be pouring out juice like that.”  He pulled his fingers out to put His cock back in, He pushed His dick into my throat as far as He could and came.

He looked down at me and smiled.  He said, “My very own pain slut, who knew?”  He then slapped my clit over and over again, not hard, but hard enough.  I could feel the orgasm building.  I was shocked!  He said, “Tell me you are My pain slut.”  I couldn’t bring myself to say it.  He stopped.  He told me He wouldn’t continue until I admitted to what I was.  I almost screamed out, “I’m Your pain slut!”  I needed release so badly.  He kissed my lips then rubbed my clit until I came.  I wonder what other delicious torturous adventures await me.

Man Cave

Bondage phone sexHe told me He wanted some friends over and I was to make sure that I had everything prepared for Them.  I made sure the house was spotless, up to His standards, I also made sure that there were enough drinks, and food.  He toured His house to check over everything.  When He was done He came to me to say that He was well pleased.  I smiled.

His guests arrived and I was dressed in the clothing and shoes that He had provided for me. I welcomed each Man who walked through the door, taking Their coats, then leading Them downstairs to the Man Cave to watch the footballs games.  After All were situated, I made my way around the room, taking drink orders.  I could tell that All were looking at me, watching me.  I took care of everything.  I served them the food that I had lovingly prepared. All was going splendidly, until I dropped a tray of food in the kitchen.  I cleaned it up, then restocked the tray and made my way back downstairs.

When I entered the downstairs the game was off.  All were looking at me and He was standing up.  I knew right away that He knew that I had dropped the tray.  I wasn’t sure how though since the Kitchen was on the other side of the house.  I didn’t break anything, it just dropped.  He told me to put the tray down.  I became nervous.  He gestured for me to approach Him. 

Before I knew what was happening He had lifted my dress over my ass, pushed me over His lap, and started to paddle me.  He was using the new paddle He had made.  It was a dull thud against my backside, but it hurt none-the-less. I was trying not to cry at the pure humiliation of it all.  He was scolding me as if I were much younger.  The Other’s were encouraging Him, telling Him to give me more swats so that I could learn my lesson.

When He was through, He thought it best that I be tied to the post in a stress position until the game that was playing was over.  He tied me tightly, not speaking to me as he did so.  The rope bit into my skin, I would have marks that would be need to be covered at the office.  He turned the game back on and They all watched without so much as giving me a second glance.

Call my bluff

bondage chat I made my master believe I was all about having another woman fuck and use me. During our bondage chat I sometimes get carried away. In reality I can’t stand another female over powering me. I was going ot get called on my bluff. My master brought over elvira a russian fuck slut he was fucking. I couldn’t stand her and was a bit jealous of her to be frank. I was going to get a run for my money. My master wanted to see me in pain and used like a slut, I am his slave pet after all. He couldn’t hold back and decided to keep some footage for memories. I was not too thrilled but seeing him please himself and enjoy my torture and pain made me happy as can be.

Master Lends Me Out

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Master owns every inch of my body and decides who or what I fuck. Today he decided to lend me out to you. You have such a huge dungeon dedicated to entertaining yourself with borrowed piggy sluts and submissive whores like me. I was surprised with your callousness while you fastened me down with my pink cunt in the air.

         A fuck machine was lowered into my already throbbing rosebud while you abused your cunt with a slew of whips, chains and iron rods. You made me screech in euphoric pain as my cunt swelled up with bright red welts. My prolapsed rosebud yearned for more as the machine pound me mercilessly. What else do you plan on doing to me during our time together?

 

Submissive whore for Master P

Submissive WhoreMy Master is going to be so happy and so pleased to know what a submissive whore I have been for Master P. I’m such a dumb bitch, Master P loves to remind me what a filthy and stupid submissive cunt I truly am deep down to my core. Master P has done so much for me, my Master will be proud as fuck of his subby little cunt. Master P forced me down to my knees and wrapped a rope around my neck while he whipped me with a leather crop. He left gaping welts all over my soft & sensitive skin. I was moaning and looked pathetic as I wiggled around like a desperate worm on a hook. I’m such a good little whore, that’s why Master P let me use my vibrator on my pussy until I squirted out lots of cum. It felt so good to have that throbbing cock on my clit while my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Master P wasn’t done with me yet though, he surprised me with a butt plug the size of a soda can! I screamed in agony as he rammed it into my slutty asshole. My ass cheeks were clapping while Master P ripped me the fuck open. I started to bleed out and felt it gushing down between my thighs. Master P only became hornier and harder as he watched me bask in my misery. He kissed me on the forehead and told me what a nasty little submissive fuck whore I am for him. Master P makes me feel so special. 😉

Our erotic bondage stories

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I love it when you call me and tell me about your erotic bondage stories. We share lots of the juicy details from both of our lives. You found a new cord that doesn’t give me the burn like the others do when I am writhing underneath them. This new tickling torture is almost as bad as the whips and floggers. Maybe even more so because I get pissed the fuck off when you won’t stop. I am still breathless when you grab the vibrating wand and hold it against my clit. You bring me right to the edge of cumming then move it. I think this is complete torture but as long as you, my master are happy then so am I.

 

Good subby fuckslut

Bondage chatI am so fucking delicious and I am dying to bring out the closeted dom daddy in you! Please show me how sensual and selfishly devious you are when you have your way with me. Strip me down butt ass naked and lay me on my belly. Tie my wrists and ankles together with some thick rope, I wanna feel my skin welting and burning from such invasive pressure. You own me. Play with my body and make me quiver. Use that leather whip and trace it down my spine as I moan with both pleasure and pain. Naughty play time with my dom daddy is my fucking favorite. I’ve been a very bad girl and I need to be taught a lesson for being so filthy. A subby daddy’s girl does whatever the fuck she is told, and I am a very good listener! I know that it’s been way too long since you’ve experienced a cum slut of my caliber, so please don’t have any mercy on me while you have me wrapped around your finger. Put those rough and devious ideas to work and turn me inside out while we have dirty bondage chat.

My bloody valentines

submissive sexSubmissive sex is what my boss wanted for v day. I was called up to the office once he saw me he slipped me a keycard for the hotel up the street, and he wrote down what time I was expected to be there. I ended up going a bit early walked in and saw a box. My boss isn’t into any sweet things, so I knew I wasn’t expecting roses and chocolates for valentines. The directions on top of the box had explicit orders. I had to strip my clothes off and wear a red latex outfit. I had to sit and wait. I waited for 2 hrs, and another one of the girls that work with me came in. It seems like Mr boss man likes more than a submissive pet. I grew a little jealous, but I knew that what he wanted was what was most important. We ordered not to speak to each other. It was so hot to see how this man had so much power over us. We waited for hours on end. It seems like our master was enjoying a valentines day celebration with his wife. We had no authority to pout or complain. About 10 p.m we received a text message from him. He was going to use the excuse that he left the office open and had only an hour with us. He didn’t want his wife to grow suspicious. He came in and started to unzip our latex bottoms. They were custom made so our bare bottoms would be in full view. After a couple of ass pounding and ass whips, he had us both tied up and started to whip us till we bleed a bit. He wanted a bloody valentine at our expense. As soon as master came, he was out. It was hot to know we were both his sub slaves. We were ordered to stay tied up all night with his dripping wet cum on us. In the morning we had a repeat.