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Submissive Whore awaiting your commands

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Submissive Whore awaiting your commands, ready and willing to be dominated by a strong handed Master. Zella can take anything you can throw at her, no role play was shocked her yet, only excite her and cause her to have wet panties. Bare bottom spankings are zella’s usual punishment of choice, however being gagged while teased and tickled have become a close second. Zella has 2 masters that she serves and enjoys them very much but in true sub hoe fashion she craves more, maybe more then she can handle. zella hates to waste time just jump in there and take control, slut shame her to tears if you like, still will she suck you like no other. It’s her kink!

Submissive Slut Tied Up and Used

Soft bondageWhy do you want to punish a girl like me for? Oh, you have some plans for me that require me to keep my hands away from my pussy. Rubbing my clit feels too good to stop, so you take my wrists, bring them above my head and tie them with a soft ribbon. Then, you turn me around and start fucking the shit out of my ass. My arms are indisposed, so I couldn’t use them for balance. I had to rely on you and your generosity. You used me like a fuck toy, turning me around and pushing me into different positions. You own my body, not I. I should not ever be seeking my own pleasure until I get permission from you to do so. I need to be a good slut for you even if it means I can never rub my clit again. Please, fuck me harder. I want to be your cock whore. I want to cream on that big cock!

Erotic submissive stories teach me.

Erotic submissive stories teach me. I would like to tell you about how I became a submissive. Everyone starts someplace and I was stuck. Unhappy, felt like the same thing was happening everyday and I knew what that was. Nothing. I was in a rut. 

                Meeting the man who would awaken the hardcore bondage whore I am now. Went looking for something not sure what when a friend asked me to go with to club. I was given a mask when we entered. I liked the feel of the satin on my face. The enigma of it all. Settling in to enjoy a night of new experiences my eyes wondered the room. Alighting on women and men in varies stages of dishabille. Then I saw her… a woman sitting at the feet of a man. She wore two stars on her nipples, her pussy was covered by a small black triangle, and nothing covered her ass. Her only other adornment was a collar with a small chain leash.Erotic submissive stories                I was wet and shocked. She didn’t look sad. She looked happy as she gazed at the man. I watched them and he looked up and saw me. Leaning forward he spoke to her before standing and walking to me, she followed until they reached me and took the chain off. Whispered something to her and she smiled, walking away.

                We chatted at the bar, getting to know each other. Donny’s hazel eyes held me captivated. I sat at his feet as he read to me. Soothed by his voice, wanting more. I asked for more. A private room. Silk scarfs tied to the bed post. A scarf to cover my eyes making me experience everything by touch alone. It was slow and sweet. The best sex I had in my life. The soft bondage had me wanting more. I had started and I needed so much more.

Bondage Phone Sex Forever

bondage phone sexI enjoy bondage phone sex. Bondage is my fetish. It is funny to me when I think about it. I paid thousands of dollars in therapy over my youth experiences. My dad tied me up all the time. I spent most of my youth tied up. Daddy tied me up to fuck me. He tied me to the chair to eat dinner. He tied me to my bed when he left the house. I think I spent more time tied up than free. I ran away from home because of it. I vowed to not be some one’s bondage slut ever again. I got therapy. I married. I had a son and a daughter. But I was still a bondage whore. I divorced my husband, moved west with my new master and I am still getting tied up. Different men, different situations, but still getting tied up and used. I have never been able to escape my past. Now, I embrace it. Because I have so much history with bondage, my master has given me a stake in the bondage club he purchased with some fellow lawyers. He sees it has my retirement money. I will inherit his stake too and that combined with what I have now will make me the majority stakeholder of the club. I have never owned anything like that before. My house was bought by master. So was my car. I do not even own me.

I went to the club last night to see if I could get into any trouble. I am always allowed to go to the club with or without master. The staff gets nervous when I arrive, but I am not there to criticize or shadow them. I am there for bondage and submission games. I was the only woman on a Monday night, so I enjoyed the attention. I got tied up and pissed on. Master rarely pees on me, but I will admit that I love being a piss whore. It is so degrading. And to think after my master is no longer with me, I can get tied up and pissed on whenever I want.

Ursa Switches it Up and Tops a Hot slut!

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Ursa Plays Domme

I am very submissive by nature, but there is something about accomplice play that brings out a sadistic side of me. I love helping a strong Domme get exactly what he wants. My favorite part is Female bondage. 

Leather cuffs are one of my favorites to use. They are soft against the skin, but they bite if you fight against them. Wrapping a girl up in rope tying her with pretty rope for our Master makes me feel like such a good girl. Like I am presenting him with a pretty little present. Her hands cuffed just for extra leverage. Sometimes he rewards me and lets me flog and paddle them! 

It makes the Master very excited when I take control of a helpless little cunt like that. Pushing on her cheeks so he can thrust his cock in her mouth so far that she gags. Adjusting her ropes so she is hogtied and he can use her like a rag doll! 

Bondage Whore Forced Anal

Hardcore bondageTrying out new restraints is always so fun. At least, it allows you to have so much fun with me. These new ones are made for the bed. I am on my stomach, my wrist cuffs connected to my ankle cuffs, and both are connected to the edges of the bed. This puts me in a position that makes me ready for doggy style as well as spreading my legs open. I am submissive, vulnerable and ready to be used. You’ve always wanted to try anal sex with me, but I’ve always been too unwilling. This is the time to put me in my place and show me that no sexual request should ever be denied. I beg and plead for you to leave my tight, little asshole alone, but you insist on taking your big cock out and sliding your head in. I moan as I beg you to not put any more of your cock inside of me. You slide it in completely, fucking me hard and putting me in your submissive control. I’ll be your submissive anal slut even if it wears my asshole out.

Female Bondage Turns on Many Men

female bondageDoes female bondage turn you on? You are not alone. Many men watch bondage porn and get aroused. Some men take it a bit further and go to a bondage club. My master is part owner of a new bondage club in our county. He got me a stake in it too. I will inherit his shares once he dies. His wife has no clue about this investment. All the old BDSM clubs shut down during Covid and never came back. Master and a few of his friends wanted an after-hours sort of place they could take their submissive whores. I am allowed to attend the club with or without master. I do some bookkeeping and staff hiring for the club too.  I went last night with the intention of going over inventory, but a guy saw me and wanted to tie me up in one of the private rooms. I was unsure about him. I mean I was twice his age easily. He was a new face. I was nervous. My gut was telling me to not do this, but master likes happy customers. I went with him assuming he knew I was an owner’s submissive whore. My picture is behind the bar as one of the staff and as sort of a prized show horse.

This guy had no clue who I was. He did not care once I told him either. He tied me up like a pretzel and forced me to suck his cock. This is a bondage only club. No exchange of bodily fluids is allowed because that violates local ordinances and could get the place shut down quickly. This guy did not care. He was a rule breaker. He was just there to tie up a woman and use her as a cum dumpster. He used me like a dirty whore. Came on my face. He even pissed on me while laughing at the local ordinances. He tossed a twenty at me, put a ball gag in my mouth and left. I was alone in the room still bound and gagged. I could not scream to get someone’s attention. I just hoped someone else would realize that the owner’s submissive sex slave was missing. A couple hours later, I was discovered by one of the cleaning ladies and set free. I gave her some money for her silence. If master finds out, he may never let me come back alone to the club again.

 

Being admired as a Bondage Whore

Bondage whoreI’ve always believed my pussy was very pretty for a bondage whore, but having my lips held open by clamps and a flashlight aimed down between my nethers wasn’t something I’d expected. Not even when he started fucking me with the thick ass flashlight and taking relish in the surprised expressions I managed. “There’s a camera.” He explained, like that gave away the entire game and I just suddenly understood why there was a light beam in my cunt instead of his dick. That was until he flipped his phone for me and showed me what my insides look like when they’re being plundered rapidly. So pink and wet, so deep and gripping. “Beautiful.” He’d said, which was mood altering, since I was pretty sure I was here to be tortured, not be exposed to the pussy equivalent of cock worshiping. It suddenly clicked to me that this session was going to be an odd one, and that made me happy. Not because I dislike normal, painful, wondrous sessions that leave my mouth watering just to think about and get your dick hard just thinking about pulling it on me. I just, new is special to me, it gives me experience and holds a place in my heart. “Alright, you ready to get fucked, slut?” Or maybe it’d be pretty normal after his amazement died down, because his cock was huge and I was pretty sure he planned to punish me using it, and the pounding gave my body shivers just thinking about. “Just gonna take a few more pictures.” I thought the camera was taking video, and maybe it well was, but seeing it snap pictures that’d surely rest on his phone forever, being something he stroked to nightly and fantasized about long after I was gone, that made me cum. I gave him a show, let his camera get a sight of my depths at their best for the erotic submissive stories he’d surely tell.

Bondage and submission are how any good cheating date should end.

Bondage and submissionMy latest cheating date was going so well, up until it ended up going so much better with Bondage and submission. We went back to his apartment and he immediately ambushed me with enough bondage gear to make my whole body quiver. Chained up against his reinforced wall, I couldn’t do anything but anticipate exactly what kind of torture he was going to bring down upon me. I was soaked just thinking about it. The anticipation is half of what makes moments like this so precious. I can’t get things like this from my husband, even if I wish I could. That cutie whipping me would be the best orgasm I ever had. It seemed like I was about to get that from this man instead and his erotic bondage stories, when he came back with clamps and a battery. It didn’t look dangerous, but he did. He was tall and burly, his shirt off showing off rippling muscles. Somehow I felt like the riding crop at his waist was going to hurt a lot more than whatever he had in store for those clamps. The torture addict in me was wide-eyed and salivating, only not playing with my wet pussy because I was chained up and unable to use my hands. I rubbed my legs together what little I could, I focused on his hands as they got close. He was silent, stoic, it was actually really creepy as he got ready to unleash his pent-up desires on me. For a moment I wondered if I was leaving this apartment or if this was going to be my permanent future. They’d look for me sure, but they’d never figure it out. They’d probably blame my husband, they always blame the spouse. I’d ruin our both lives just like that… At least I’d be cumming forever, and that massive dick I could see him packing would surely help with that, if not the extreme bondage I was about to face.

Dad Uses BDSM to Dominate Daughter

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I like hardcore fucking in soft, fluffy handcuffs. I don’t care what is done to me as long as I have those handcuffs on me. The first person who fucked me like this was my father. He was a kinky motherfucker who loved to make me his bitch. Since I was a teen, he got me hooked on BDSM and worshiping him as my Master. He fucked me into submission every night, putting me in these fluffy, pink handcuffs that he got from the sex store. He whipped me, choked me and even tried to waterboard me with his piss. It got to the point that he could control me at any time. I didn’t even try to tell my Mom about what we were doing (not that she would be able to believe her daughter could be such a nasty whore). When he wanted me, he could get me with the snap of his finger, putting me in those pink handcuffs that I always loved.