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I’ll do anything to please my Master’s cock, and he knows it too! He gets so much pleasure out of making me do new things that he’s never done with any of his whores. The other night, he said that I had been being a naughty little brat and spent the whole day training me on the perfect way to suck on his fat dick. He pulled back my hair and held my head as he used his hips to pump his monster cock deep into my tight throat. He fucked my mouth until he was ready to fuck my tight little pussy. I stayed on my knees as he placed a gag inside of my mouth, he said there was no more use for my mouth. He then bent me over and proceeded to use my other holes however he deemed fit. He pounded my pussy and my asshole so hard, I thought that my eyes would permanently be stuck in the back of my head. My screams were muffled by the gag in my mouth, but he knew that I felt pleasure nonetheless.

Maybe he felt like I was enjoying it too much because he decided that I needed to be punished. He placed me on all fours in a small doggie cage, stuck his cock through the bars, and proceeded to fuck me like the little bitch I am. He was using my slutty little body like the dirty fuck doll I am.

Bondage Whore For Christmas

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Being a bondage whore for my Master is one of the most joyful times in my life.  Whenever he desires it, I am bound and gagged – completely at his mercy. Sometimes he just leaves me there to think about all of the times I’ve done something to disappoint him. Those times are pretty torturous, but I know that I deserve them. One day, Master will have transformed me into the perfect submissive slut, but I guess I’m pretty hard to train. He really has his hands full with me.

But my favorite things is when Master has his way with me. He loves to use me like a nasty slut while I’m bound and gagged. He doesn’t care about anything except his pleasure when it’s time for him to take advantage of my body. Sometimes he ties me face down so I can’t see what’s going on and he brings other men in to fuck me. But they don’t fuck my pussy. That would be too exciting for me. He likes to let them fuck my ass with just enough lube to get their cocks inside me. It still hurts a lot and my Master gets off on that. Do you want to hear more about what Master does to me? Just call me and I will tell you everything and I’ll probably get in trouble with that, too.

Female Bondage And Water Torture

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I am a connoisseur of female bondage, But This was not pleasant. Using My own daughter against me was my ultimate humiliation. I wanted to please and I would push myself to any length to Make my long-time master happy. I had run away a few times and always came back. He did have my offspring and I am a mother. He would always find me and always bring me back home where I belonged. My punishment this time was to see My oldest daughter decked out in full bondage gear as he instructed me that He would be using severe sensory deprivation to reset my slave skills. My daughter would be paying the price as well! I knew in my heart this would be the last time I ever left. I could not endure my daughter being tortured like this. Or better yet maybe I was jealous that she was my replacement. The Tank of water in the garage was cold as I put my hands on it. I was slapped to the ground and tasted blood. I would be paying for my last game of hide and seek. Shackled up with my daughter behind me, MY Master lifted us and dropped us in the tank and told me that we would both be In water bondage. This pissed my daughter off that she would have to endure pain for my indiscretion. The water lapped at my ears as the lid was shut. My Milf body pressed down on her and she began screaming and kicking under me. If she were to drown it would be my fault. But then again I would have taken out the competition, even if it was my own flesh and blood daughter! One less bondage whore to compete with! 

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Sexy Bondage Roots

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I love sexy bondage games. Tie me up or tie me down. A caller asked how I became a bondage sex slave. He made me go back to my youth. When I was young, my mother left. She found a new man. One who would treat her like a princess and one with money. She abandoned me and left me with an abusive dad. He just saw me as a surrogate wife, not a daughter. I had to do all the housework, cook his meals and take care of his cock. As I got tits and pussy hair, he fucked me more. He shared me with his friends. I hated every moment. When I got sassy, he started to tie me up to my bed. He pulled me out of school, and I was tied up all day while he was at work. I would pee the bed. I had rope burns. I would have panic attacks. I had no food or water. No TV. Just tied up alone for half the day because my father was afraid I would leave him just like my mother did. Eventually, I did escape. I was a teen then and had endured almost 10 years of abuse at the hands of my own father. Almost 25years later, I find myself still into bondage. I grew into a bondage whore. Now I am still tied up and left by some men, but now I get wet. What gave me fear and anxiety as a young girl makes my pussy wet now. My caller made me admit that I am attracted to older men because I miss my father. Freud would have lots to say about me, I am sure. Although, my masters now are far nicer than my daddy ever was, I am still treated like nothing more than a sex slave.

She Demanded Extreme Bondage

Extreme bondageShe demanded extreme bondage. She was the Mistress to my submissive. Not that she didn’t have her own master. She was sent to train me and humiliate my very existence. Though This Madame did not know that I would be her slave willingly. I know how to obey, but women can be much harder to please. The first time my Mistress had me in shackles I was made to eat her pussy for two hours and she even took a piss break in my mouth. I was happy to drink her warm nectar. But that wasn’t enough for her.

She was incredibly skilled in withholding her orgasm. My face was nothing but a glazed slippery wet mess as she laughed and evil laugh. She was purely sadistic as she used chains to mount me to the wall. A hibachi wand was produced and a mask gag with a zipper was fastened to me. I was teased mercilessly as she tried to constrain my own orgasms.submissive sex chat

The next thing I knew her Master and two other men entered our sex chamber. I begged behind my gag for release and to stop the wand torture. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm longer than a few minutes which brought me full body spankings and lashes with the cat of nine tails.

I had been in extreme situations before but nothing had prepared me for a mistress and her two Masters executing me in the fullest sexual tortures. I was lowered and bound with rope and My zipper was opened on my mask. I let out a scream as my ass was penetrated by the biggest dildo I had ever encountered. Right now all I wanted to be is in my own masters arms, as he pushed me to my limits over and over. I needed his collar and his hands around my throat until I almost passed out. Instead I was here being covered and filled with cum, by a Evil Mistress and two masters who cared not about my existence.
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Bondage and Submission with a Young Man

bondage whoreI want to be your bondage whore. That is what my ad said on a fetish site. I used this picture to tell men I was serious and that I had my own equipment. I was getting tons of responses and that made my pussy wet. I spent a few days sifting through responses and texting with the ones who seemed the most promising for me. It was hard to decided on a man to begin with because I never suspected I would have that many responses. Just a few months ago, I could not find a man on Tinder who wanted to fuck me. Maybe as time goes by, folks are willing to take more risks? I know I am. Master gave me permission for some bondage and submission games. He would love to be the one to tie me up, but he can not escape his wife. So, placing an ad on a fetish site, was the next best thing. I settled on Teddy. He was young for a man into bondage. I was hoping he would fuck me. When he arrived, he seemed way younger than 27. I joked that I should card him. Turns out he was 18. I told him he could not know anything about bondage because he was still wet behind the ears. He pulled his belt off his jeans and whacked me across the face. I could feel my cheek swelling up. My lip started bleeding too. He manhandled me for hours, tying me up in various poses. He tied me tightly. Too tightly. I was getting rope burns on my wrists and ankles. He was so young to be full of that much hate. He reminded me of my son. He is just as angry and violent. I did not sign up for hardcore bondage games. A barely legal boy used me better than an army of seasoned masters. I think I am in love.

Submissive Whore Next Door

Rape Phone Sex FantasiesI’m the whore next door your momma warned you about. During the day, I’m an Alpha girl, a go getter. I run my own Maid service, and running a business is never easy. I’m not married, I have no kids. Why? I have never found a man who can handle the extreme fetishes I have. I love pain, I’m a true masochist. My cunt gets soaking wet every time I get hurt. Men never want to hurt me because I’m “a woman”. That’s frustrating as fuck and makes it hard enough to get laid, let alone to get my needs met!

One of my girls called in sick, so I had to pick up the offices and homes she would normally clean. My last house of the day was for a Police Chief. He asked me to stay a bit after, so he could ask me a few questions about our services. I was agreeing, picking up some cleaning products when he grabbed me by my ponytail and flung me into the wall. His hand was around my neck, choking me. His eyes were wild!

That man used me for the next three days! I was bound, and held in a small cell in his basement. He flogged me, whipped me, and even spanked my bare ass with his hand. He fucked me… oh how he fucked me. Spit on me, degraded and humiliated me for the worthless bitch I am.He forced himself on me, in my mouth, up my ass, into my poor wet cunt, again and again.

When he finally let me go, I was a sloppy, cummy mess. He had kidnapped me, basically, but in the end… it was exactly what this submissive whore next door needed.

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Please Let Me Cum!

Extreme Fetish Phone SexHow much more can I take? You’ve been at it for hours, swinging between giving me the most succulent tickle torture of my life, and the cruelest orgasm denial ever wrought. My cunt is dripping for you, Master. I have to piss so badly; I’m trying so hard to hold it. Your cock is harder than diamond; I can see it throbbing through your jeans, huge and ready for me. You edge me again, assaulting my poor overstimulated pussy with a high vibration Hitatchi wand. I’m begging and screaming before twenty seconds has even passed. I’m on the edge of cumming, my cunt is pleading for just a tiny push over the edge. And like that, the vibrator is gone, replaced with still air. Then, my assailants are feathers; all over my soles, across my belly, under my arms. You flick and tease my dusky nipples, my clit is begging for release. I can’t stop laughing; I can’t breathe. I don’t know if I’m going to pass out or piss myself first. “PLEASE MASTER I HAVE TO GO S-S-SO BADLY!” I scream, cackling from your tickles the entire time. Then, you pose the impossible question as you flick a feather across my clitty. “Do you want to cum, or piss?” I always choose piss. Your punishments are too harsh. And this is how I haven’t cum since Christmas; all I know is this torture, day in and day out. Please, Master, let me cum!

Baseball Bat To The Cunt Made Me Wet

Slave TrainingI got fucked up at a party the other night, like the druggy cunt I am. I ended up chained to a wall, getting railed by four big, black cocks all at once. They used me like a cocksleeve, a little fuck puppet. I had snorted so much coke, I didn’t care. Their leader hung me from the ceiling, chained by my saggy tits.
My eight inch pumps were barely brushing the ground. Fuck it hurt! I was dripping wet by the time they took a wooden baseball bat to my pussy. I screamed; because fuck it hurt, but I couldn’t help but want more. I became their piñata; they cracked my ribs, ripped at my hair, pulled out my teeth.
I was in the sweetest agony, a heaven in hell. Every time they landed a blow, the tears leaked from my eyes, the blood from my cuts, and a thick, sticky wetness from my cunt. Offering me more coke, they put a pigs mask on me now. Their side of bacon; I was squealing like Suey herself. A bat to the temple knocked me out. When I woke up, I was tucked into bed, all cleaned up. The manacles around my wrists let me know I was trapped; again.

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Beaten Bloody – Hooks For Whores

Hardcore BondageHow many days have I been trapped in this dungeon, used and abused? I don’t know. Four, maybe five? I know I get beaten unconscious more than once a day. My pussy stays wet, and my bruises stay dark. Just last night, I was hanging from the ceiling by hooks. I’ve never been in so much pain, or so humiliated in my entire life.
They suspended me with what felt like a million sharp steel hooks. All through my tits, my thighs, my stomach. Even my poor pussy got a taste. It took what felt like hours to hang me, and then, they left me. In total darkness, with only the sound of my own breathing. Eventually they came back. I froze in terror, but my needy cunt gave me away. I was slick as a driveway in December as I watched six men walk in with baseball bats.
For hours, I was their human pinata. They would come, take a crack at my ribs, and watch me swing. The more I screamed, the harder they tried to get the candy out. They finally took a shot at a Grand Slam. One of the men started to force the bat into my abused cunt. He stretched me out. I was crying, and begging for release from my bonds, but a bat to the mouth shut me up. He started to fuck me with the bat. When I was right on the edge of cumming, my poor exhausted body doing anything it could to stay alert, he ripped it out, and took a swing. Full force, right to the cunny. The pain was beyond me, and I passed out. How much longer would I be trapped here? Was I going to make it out alive? Irrelevant questions; did I even truly want to escape? My heart said yes, but my greedy cunt told me no.

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