Bondage phone sex is something I enjoy, but it is difficult to execute. Very hard to hog tie myself; however, I have discovered that I love sharing my bondage stories with my callers and hearing their stories of tying up women. Sometimes it is nice to hear about other submissive bitches. Hearing how you would restrain me gets my pussy wet too. I have been tied up just about every day of my life. When I was a little girl, daddy would tie me to a dining room chair. This was his way of forcing his cock down my throat. He tied me up so I couldn’t squirm away. Often times his friends would circle jerk on my face and little tits. Now I get tied up to my office chair by my Master and boss for shits and giggles or the slightest infraction. Yesterday, my workplace Master bound me so tightly to my chair, I couldn’t move. That was the goal. He wanted me immobilized for hours so I could entertain his buddies, a bunch of old lawyers. I served as stress relief for a big wrongful death case they were all working on against a large pharmaceutical company. I am a stupid whore, so I don’t know how important this case is, or how stressful it is for the lawyers involved. I just sat there, tied up and gagged while lawyers came on my face and called me names. A few skull fucked me. One fingered my pussy and another punched my tits. My boss finished up with pissing in my mouth. They all had different ideas of stress release. I am just a submissive whore who is whatever men want me to be. A punching bag. A human toilet. A fuck slave. A cum dumpster. A pain slut. A stupid MILF. What can I be to you?
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My master has me all bound up and he says I will stay this way until I start receiving more calls. I am bound by tight leather straps with my facing up toward the ceiling. I have a ball gag in my mouth, but he says he will remove that when I get a phone sex call. The straps fit tightly across my torso. I am on my knees, which is a perfect position for a submissive whore to be in. My mouth is level with your cock when my gag is removed. My mouth open and my throat is extended you to use for your pleasure. One strap separates my cunt lips and digs tightly into my pussy. I know that when my master realizes how wet that leather strap has become I will be punished by a spanking, since he did not tell me I was allowed to become aroused. I try so hard to be a good girl and follow all my master’s orders, but it is so hard when the mere thought of being used turns me on so much.
What better time to call for some bondage phone sex? You can even use one of our special calling rates. I know you want to use my subby, bound body almost as much as I want you to use it. Until then, I’ll be here, bound and gagged, waiting for the time you decide is perfect to make me your slave.
Pissing phone sex with Naomi
Choking on his thick cock as he throat fucks me makes me wet. The rope burn around my wrists make his cock harder. I am tied up to this toilet on the cold hard ground as he is making sure I know what I am. A dirty fucking toilet whore. He slammed me down on the ground. Spread my legs wide open and started fucking my dirty asshole. Shoving his big hard cock in and out of me. I ear footsteps and see two more sets of feet walking in. I was not giving permission to look. Face down with my ass in the air I feel a tube being shoved into my pussy. My master is in front of me throat fucking me again while his friends take turns pissing inside the tube. Making me take all their warm golden piss inside of my pussy. Then my master started to piss in my mouth . He loves making me drink all of his piss!
Bondage Whore
When you are a bondage whore you get tied up sometimes. Literally. I was with a new master over the weekend. A very nice man; so not what I am use too. He did want to tie me up, but in a way that was pleasurable to me. At least that was what he said. I met him on Fet Life. My hands were behind my back tied tightly. I had a ball gag in my mouth. My feet were bound. A strap went around my big breasts. And, a leather strap was tied tight up my pussy like a g-string. It pretty much split my cunt in to, parting my lips. But, it felt amazing. As my pussy was puffing out from arousal, he spanked my clit. It got all puffy like a cock. Hard too. The more he spanked my clit, the wetter I got. At one point, I was squirting between the leather straps. Then he got not so nice. He went from Dr. Jekyll to Mr. Hyde in an instant. What I thought was a big vibrator was a cattle prod of some sort. He electrocuted my clit. Shocks went through my body like lightening. I was convulsing. Pissing myself. I even shit the bed from the current going through my body. What started off as an erotic encounter, went to pure torture quickly. Smoke was permeating off my pussy. He grabbed me by my red hair and said, “You are just a worthless submissive whore. Did you really think I gave a rat’s ass about your pleasure.” Then, he spit in my face and pissed down my throat. He left me bound and gagged on my bed, covered in piss and laying in my shit. Fitting end of the evening for a worthless cunt, don’t you think?
Stuck on Good Friday
Being raised in an ultra religious household, I was taught all kinds of superstitions. One superstition is that is you have sex on Good Friday, you will get stuck to your partner for no less than 24 hours. For the longest time I wouldn’t test the theory. I knew it was just superstition but still, why chance it right?
Last year on Good Friday, my master and I engaged in some bondage and submission sex play. My cuffs were placed on a pulley and my arms were stretched high above my head. My breasts were bound with rope and nipple clamps were in place. My legs were spread by the bar and feet tied open by rope to the wooden platform. My master had a very good time using my body throughout our session. My pussy was dripping from the erotic position as well as the spanking of my ass and the pulling of the harsh nipple clamps.
I was all set to be fucked good and hard. Master attempted to remove the cuffs from the pulley and found the lock had jammed. He tried both sets of keys and neither was working. He tried everything including attempting to cut the cuffs with a hand saw. Nothing was working to remove those cuffs. I ended up having to wait on a locksmith to come out to relieve me. I guess he was into bondage as well because he certainly had an erection tenting his pants. My master even allowed him to have a little fun with me.
While I wasn’t stuck to my partner, I certainly was stuck in an awkward position. Maybe there is something to those superstitions after all!



















