One of my Master’s a few years ago played the best trick on me. He wanted to test me and see how much of a submissive whore I really was. He was surprised to find that I might be the sluttiest submissive little fuck toy around. He sent me instructions that morning with to do. I was to get a cab with nothing on but a long coat and a pair of high heels. I was to take this cab to a hotel in the city; he had reserved a room under my name. He said there would be further instructions for me when I got into the room. When I walked in, there was a gag, blindfold, rope, and some handcuffs there. He left a note telling me to put on the blindfold, tie up my ankles, put the ball gag into my mouth and be on my knees at the foot of the bed waiting for him to arrive. After some time, I heard the door open and I could sense someone behind me but no one spoke. Then I heard them grab the hand cuffs off the bed. I assumed it was my Master as he handcuffed my wrists behind my back. He grabbed me and tossed me onto the bed tied up and gagged. My ass and pussy up in the air exposed and ready for a cock. When I felt his dick slide into me I knew it wasn’t my Master’s. I was being fucked by a stranger. Then someone took my blindfold off and I could see there was a room full of men with their cocks out and my Master was watching me as they all took their turns fucking me and cumming inside my ass, my pussy, and blowing their loads onto my face. When it was over my Master was so pleased with how well I took the hours of pounding, I was rewarded with many orgasms of my own.
Tag: Female bondage
Tied Up with Bondage Phone Sex
Bondage phone sex ties me up on the phone all day! Sometimes, quite literally too. My son is becoming more and more dominant with me. In the past, normally I had to push his buttons to get him to snap. Now, he just snaps if I breath funny. I am not complaining. I have long hoped he would take over master duties when my current master becomes too feeble to care for me properly. The problem is that my son knows nothing about the lifestyle I live. He just likes to abuse his stupid whore mother on occasion. That is the problem I have discovered. There are too few lifestyle masters anymore. Most guys fall into the category of misogynistic sadistics. Guys who just like abusing women. No code. No lifestyle. Just periodic abuse with no rhyme or reason. My son got pissed at something trivial last night. He slapped me around and tied me up naked on the couch. He left me to go out with his friends drinking, but not before he fucked my ass and filled it with cum. He let off a litany of humiliating slurs before vacating the house and leaving me literally tied up. He knew I was working so he left the phone near me. Now, I can answer my phone with my Bluetooth, but my hands were bound, which made taking credit card information impossible. He deliberately wanted to humiliate me and deny me money. He enjoyed the fact that I could answer the phone but couldn’t take a call. I missed several hours of being a submissive whore on the phone because my son thought it was funny to leave me tied up on the couch for a few hours. What would you do if I was your slave? Why is it I ca only find men who want to straight out abuse me?
Bondage and Submission at Work
Bondage and submission is my life. I am always giving in and getting tied up, especially at work. My boss and Master is old, but he does love tying me up at work. He was feeling extra frisky yesterday. I only go to the office a couple days a week now. My work schedule just depends on what kind of case he is working. He is a lawyer close to full retirement, which is why I have been supplementing my income being a phone sex submissive. I messed up some legal briefs. I filed them incorrectly. I am not allowed to make mistakes. For a simple fixable clerical error, I got some soft bondage of my tits. Well soft only in the way he tied up my boobs. The torture my whore tits, as he likes to call them, received was something very different from soft. He pinched the nipples so hard they bled. That was not enough pain for the mood he was in. He got out his lighter so he could burn them too. Have you ever smelled burning flesh? It is awful. When it is your own flesh, it is worse. The pain and smell combined is nauseating. I knew not to vomit or complain or cry. It was tough to do, but if I had, the torture would have been far worse. Master has never been big into torture sex except when it comes to my tits. The way he views it, he bought me my tits, so he can do whatever he wants to them. I will take nipple and breast torture any day over being used as a punching bag. Some of the more modern Masters, whom I have encountered, on and off the phone, enjoy going Mike Tyson on me. In their eyes, I’m not a woman, just a worthless submissive whore.