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Submissive Slut Gets a Big Surprise

Submissive slutWhen I woke up, I wasn’t sure where I was. The last thing I remembered was being out with a girlfriend having lunch at our favorite diner. Now, here I was bound and gagged, tied up on the floor. I tried moaning for attention, I wanted to see who my captor was, but no one came at my calls. I guess I dozed off at some point, because I was startled awake when I was lifted from the floor. When they stood me up, I could see that they were guiding me toward a dark hallway. They had masks on, so I couldn’t identify my captors. When we got to a door that I could barely see, they opened it and pushed me inside. Just as I hit the floor, the lights came on, and there were all of my friends and lovers, decorations, and a huge cake. Apparently they had found out it was my birthday. They tied me up next to the cake and suspended me from the ceiling. They enjoyed cake, making me watch as they ate it, some of them coming and smearing it on me, but never sharing. Once the cake was mostly done, they started flinging cake at me, leaving only 1 piece for me to enjoy after. Then, they broke out the whips and flogs and violet wand. Things were got really fun after that!

Extreme Fetish Phone Sex – Sensory

Extreme fetish phone sexThere were clamps pinching my nipples, bruising the flesh, making me cringe with the pain. They were tugged on every so often, and I couldn’t help but groan with the sensations flowing back from those sensitive little nubbins. I was face-down, suspended from the ceiling by various ropes, which were cutting into my skin, leaving what I knew would be rope burns across my chest, arms, belly, legs and ankles. My mouth was gagged, my eyes blindfolded. I felt a hum fill the air, and I knew that someone had started a violet wand, and dread and anticipation filled me. I had no idea where it was going, if it was even going to touch skin. And suddenly, it did: it touched the outside of my pussy lips, sending a jolt through me, before being removed again. I feel fingers spread my pussy lips, and air kiss my cunt. Then, I feel that electric jolt touch down so close to the clit that I scream through my gag. I don’t know how much more of this I can take, but damn me is it exciting!

Slave Training FINALLY Begins!!

Slave trainingFinally, I have found a lover willing to teach me to be a good slave. He wanted my submission, but when I told him how interested I was in learning to be a slave, it was game over. He taught me the proper position to greet my master in, whatever hour of the day, and wherever we are. He told me that my dirty mind would have to be reserved for him and only him whenever he requested it. I was given a whole list of things that are and aren’t acceptable, and I really hope that I don’t screw up too badly, because apparently punishments can be much harsher than are doled out to a submissive slut. By the time we finished our amazing session, I was a little more informed on what it means to be a slave, and he was a very happy lover. I surely hope that he comes round again, and maybe I can find another mentor or 2 who would be willing to help expand my horizons.

Bondage S&M Whore – BDSM Party

The last party I went to was bloody amazing!! rather than breaking up into voluntary groups and separating, the party was held in someone’s workshop, which had been cleared out for the occasion. There were tables that had been loaned for the party, along with an “X” and hooks all along the ceilings and shackles tied into the walls. The subs were offered straws, and ¾ of us were bound to random “stations”. I was hung from the ceiling, my toes barely touching the floor, it was not entirely uncomfortable, but definitely put a strain on some unused muscles.Bondage S&M

The doms and unlucky subs took turns at each station. The first group clamped my nipples and attached the other end to a battery, allowing me to anticipate the shocks each time. A guy brought over this metal device, and I could only imagine it was some make-shift violet rod. Sure enough, he started shocking the fuck out of my inner thighs, and the tip of my clit. One of the unlucky subs got tired of watching and not participating, so she walked up to me, lifted my legs to wrap them around her neck, and buried her face in my cunt. I was so turned on, and the next nipple jolt tore through me, forcing me to grind my cunt harder into her face, triggering an instant orgasm. She ate harder, licking as much of my juices out as she could before sliding 3 fingers into me. She rammed my cunt hard, forcing it open more and more. I felt like she was trying to rip me in half, but eventually that drove me to another hard orgasm. I came so many times, and so hard each time, that my legs still tremble to think of it!

Bondage Submission in the Great Outdoors

When I think of fall, I think of all of the beautiful leaves, the trees molting the birds migrating, animals preparing for winter. To that end, when I was invited to a fall gathering with my friends, I dressed for the occasion. Red dress; red, orange, and yellow scarf; gold heels and gold jewelry. In hindsight, I should have thought that outfit through…

The party was outdoors, and had hardly started before I was called to the side. I should have smelled it coming, but I was naive enough to think this would be just a party. The next thing I knew, though, my dress was being cut off of me while I was being drug over to a molting tree. I was gagged and tied to the tree and my body was doused over and over with condiments in the colors of fall. Then, came the torment. They each took various utensils that you’d find at most any picnic/bonfire ever, and they began to smack, hit, poke, prod, and pinch me with them, all across my body. Then, a man was brought to the center, and the grin that crossed his face rolled dread through my body. When I saw his schlong, I knew why. That monster was 13 inches, if it was an inch, and as thick as a beer can. I was going to get ripped apart.Bondage submission

Torture Phone Sex – Haunted House

Torture phone sexI volunteered for a haunted house this year. My role was the bound woman who was being slaughtered. What I didn’t expect, however, was the amount of torture they would actually subject me to in the name of their production. Once they had me bound to the big X, they put nipple clamps on me. What I didn’t see was the battery that they had attached to it. They flicked that on the first time, and I about came unglued. My screams were so real, it had the people passing through gasping, covering their mouths, and scurrying to escape. Then, the coupe de grace, another was clipped to my clit, and I am sure the people in the next county heard my screams. My body writhed and worked against the bonds holding me there. They tortured me anew for every set of people who walked through, and I was certain my body would never see pleasure again by the time the night ended.

I’m sorry I lied master..

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My master was leaving for a week. He aloud me to stay at his house under some rules. While I was at his home I need to send him photos of myself fucking both of my holes in each room of his house. I thought I could trick him. I took one set of photos for him. Showered and changed my hair style and makeup, took another set. I thought I had gotten away with it when master came home. He said he wanted to show me something. He handed me his phone and there I was. Standing right in front of him holding his phone while he stared at me with so much anger in his eyes. “You lied to me.” Hit slapped me in the face. “You tried to trick me in my own fucking home?” He made me get on all 4’s and he used my hair as a leash to make me crawl to the punishment room. He tied me up and started spanking me for each day he was gone. He spanked me for each photo I sent that was a lie. Then he brought in a very sexy and thin Asian woman. She spit in my face as she pulled her clothes off. They fucked in front of me taking turns spitting and spanking me. Forcing me to watch someone else please my master. 

Glory hole training

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My master took me on a trip. He said it was to reward me for being a good slave. I was so excited! I packed in a flash and was ready for my master. Waiting for his approval of my outfit but master just grabbed my bags and laughed at me. “Silly girl, we are on vacation.” He helped me up off the ground and into the car. He got me favorite drink for the ride! Pink Lemonade! There is a cooler full of pink lemonade! All for me! I kept pounding them down. They were so good! He said they were special for me and only me. All of the sudden about 4 hours into our drive I had to pee. I was about to explode and was begging my master to pull over. He started laughing “You better not piss yourself. If you do I will punish you.” I couldn’t hold it. “I put a diuretic in all of your precious pink lemonade.” I knew this was too good to be true. He wanted me to piss myself. He wanted to punish me. He kept passing each exit, each bathroom, I was dying. I finally begged and begged as I slowly lost control of my bladder. Releasing the warm piss all over myself in his car. He finally pulled over and dragged me out of the car.

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Calling me a stupid piss whore. He made me go into this nasty looking truck stop in the back wood of West Virginia. I had to beg the cashier to hire me as a toilet. He laughed as he watched my master chain me to the toilet in the stall with holes all around. My master put a sign around my neck that said “Use me as your cum dumpster and you toilet.” Next thing I know a stinky black cock with cum oozing out of the tip slid through one of the holes. I had to suck his stink rotten smelling cock while he pissed down my throat. This is just the first day of our week long trip.. Today is Glory hole and toilet training.. I wonder what tomorrow has in store. 

A Submissive Whore Roasting Over an Open Flame

submissive whoreThis submissive whore was invited to a bonfire this weekend. I should have know better. Men don’t invite me places because they enjoy my company or want to date me. They invite me places to do very naughty, even painful things to me. When I arrived with what I thought was my date, I discovered a slew of naked women bound and gagged around the fire. My date pushed me on the ground, slapped me across the face and shamed me with a litany of derogatory things. I was part of some man’s club initiation. Men were supposed to bring an old whore to this bonfire to humiliation and abuse. Much like a frat club initiation where campus boys bring an ugly girl to lunch then ditch her with the bill. Only this was not so school boy like. I watched in horror as the men voted on the ugliest, fattest, oldest looking whore in the group. That was a contest I was glad I did not win. What happened next, was the stuff torture phone sex nightmares are made of. They roasted the winner like she was a pig over the open flame. Along with the other contenders, I watched in horror as a woman was roasted alive. She screamed in horror as flames engulfed her skin. I felt awful for feeling grateful I was not the winner of this macabre game. Her screams were deafening. The smell of burnt hair and human flesh was sickening. It was all I could do to not vomit. Some of the other survivors were hurling. I just sat there bound and gagged praying that I would not be next. The horrific initiation didn’t end there. She was carved up like a pig and served as dinner. Even the surviving women were forced to eat some of her charred flesh. Now I puked. I woke up the next morning naked with the other women around the bonfire t which was almost completely out. No men in sight. We had a drugged feeling and confused memories. Was it a nightmare or reality? I don’t think I will ever attend a bonfire again, however.

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Spanking Phone Sex W/ a Naughty Slut

Spanking phone sex is on when Subby Slut Bo disobeys her boss. Asking me into his office for a “discussion”, and in turn pulls his cock out for me to service. I failed to get on my knees quick enough.

In forcing me down and shoving his meatlog in my mouth he was sure to keep hold of my hair. I failed at taking his cock the way he wanted me to and yanked me, by my hair, to his knee. He pulled me over his knee and yanked up my skirt, pulled down my panties, and spanked me like a submissive slut.

Once he had my ass red and stinging he pulled me up then tossed me over the ottoman and rammed his cock into my sopping wet cunt from behind.

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