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In the Stockade and We Played

I’m not just a submissive whore; I’m a submissive whore who loves hardcore bondage, device bondage, you name a type of bondage and I’m sure I’ll love it.
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Waiting for that collar …

A new Master has been paying some attention to me. He gives me rules; He gives me balance and most of all He gives me confidence.

As He enters the room I make sure I am ready for inspection. Naked, tits presented, in position one, kneeling, knees apart and hands on thighs. Master enters and whispers on all fours whore. I put my elbows on the floor ass in the air; this is what He means all fours. He spanks my ass a few times and I wince but love the hot sensation on my ass when He is done. I look in the corner and Master has a new toy. By toy, I mean a place to bind me and use me as He pleases. Face down, neck and wrists in a stockade, this is humiliating, but Master says I need training. I feel a vibration on my pussy and know that He has a vibe on my clit, but then He walks in front of me. The vibe is still on? He tied it to the islets in the ceiling! As He stands in front of me He holds out 2 clamps with a string hanging from them. First He puts one on, then the other. Face down, tits are hanging and clamped, but then He adds 3 weights to the clamp, attaching them to the string hanging down. He stands in front of me again, grabs my chin and tells me to enjoy cumming, it may be the last time for a while. He goes to sit in a dark corner and watch as the vibe continuously sits on my clit. The weights are Heavenly and I Hear from the corner, shake the clamps off when you are cumming. Shake them off when I am cumming? I can barely speak when I am cumming, but doesn’t mean I won’t try. As I feel the rippling sensation from my pussy and Heading outward s to my whole body, I am shaking my tits as hard as I can, hoping the clamps drop off quickly. That, of course, was not the case. The clamps hung on right to the end of my nipple and when it finally fell off, the sweet sensations of that thin line of pain and pleasure come together and make the perfect orgasm. Thank you, Master.

Any Bondage is Sexy, Right?

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There’s a difference between soft bondage and hardcore bondage and sexy bondage. I personally like all three, but different strokes for different folks, right? It’s a lot of fun to be able to experiment with bondage. You can use leather strips, zip ties, handcuffs, Velcro wraps and ropes. Any of those are fun and if you do it a certain way, they certainly can all be sexy. There is no right or wrong way to do any kind of bondage, as long as you are with someone that you can trust and that you consider to be safe. You should always have a safe word as well. However, make it something reasonable and easy to remember, and don’t try to be a funny guy because if your safe word is something like ‘harder’ or ‘longdickit’ there may be just a touch of confusion and someone may end up getting their feelings hurt. And nobody wants hurt feelings in bondage. It’s very important to keep an open mind while practicing any new sexual anything. But when your tied to a table and unable to move something as simple as your eyeballs, some people tend to get a little stressed out, and uptight. Any kind of sex can be sexy, just like any kind of sex can be naughty or dirty or bad or evil. Sex is what you make it and all about how you do it and enjoy it either by yourself or with another person. Or ten. Make all of your sex sexy…. Especially your bondage.

I’m Going To Be Your Bondage Whore

Bondage WhoreI want to be a special kind of Bondage Whore for you, and make you feel good all over. The thought of you tying my hands behind my back gets me wet. I’d like to go even further with it. I want you to tie me to a table with ropes. Put me on my stomach and scoot me back to the edge so my pussy is almost hanging over the edge. Then, spread my legs apart as far as you can. Make it hurt and tie each leg out to the side, exposing my cunt and my asshole. Put another rope around my waist and connect it to the ropes that are holding my legs in place. I want to be completely immobilized. Next, I want you to tie my arms behind my back. Once you’ve tied my wrists, tie more of the rope all the way up to my elbows. From the ties at my wrists, bring another rope up and secure it around my neck. Make it tight enough that if I put my head forward to far, I’ll choke myself out. From that rope, extend another one and tie it around each breast as tight as you can. Each rope that you tie, not only to me, but to the other ropes, should somehow cause a feeling of astonishing pain with horrifying pleasure mixed in depending on how I move or how you make my body react when you fuck me. I’ll be totally unable to move or do anything to stop you from doing everything you want to do to me. My cunt will be completely vulnerable and I won’t be able to keep you from using me or hurting me if that’s what you want. You or anyone else can use fingers, toys, tongues, and cocks plus anything you can imagine on me or in me. I’m yours to use up. I know you like this and the way it puts you in absolute control of me. I’m your whore, treat me as such.

Bondage Whore Bernice

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I’m such a bondage whore. If I could tie my own self up, I would. I can bind my feet and handcuff my hands. I have done that a few times then been at the mercy for some one to find me. Saturday night was one such night of exploration. I had a really hot bondage call that inspired me. I knew I could not hogtie myself like my caller described; however, I could leave myself vulnerable and exposed. My son and daughter are not fans of my lifestyle. They both find me weak and pathetic. My son enjoys taking advantage of me when I get myself into a pickle. This time it was neither of them that discovered me on my bed helpless waiting for the mercy of someone. It was this man my daughter is dating. He heard me scream when I heard him at the door. At that point, I had been stuck on my bed for about 6 hours. Not as long as I have ever been stuck, but I had already peed myself.  He busted the door open thinking there was a medical type emergency. When he realized I did it too myself, he had no sympathy for a stupid whore. He pulled his cock out and pissed on me. Then he got to thinking about my daughter and all the things she won’t do. He pulled off my panties and forced his cock into my ass. He didn’t last long fucking my ass. His hot seed was running out of my ass when my daughter came back and busted him. Instead of being mad at him for fucking her helpless mother, she got mad at me. She took pictures of me all tied up and posted them on the Internet with our address. Men showed up in droves to take advantage of the bondage phone sex freak all tied up with no where she could go.

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Fucked by master and his furry friend

I was so humiliated, my master/sir had me tied down and made me suck his cock while his furry friend licked my asshole and cunt. My master made me eat out the bowl used to feed his four legged companion and  I was made to be his bitch He said since I was such a good little itch that he was going to breed us. I was tied down in the position that gave his furry friend complete access to smell and sniff my pussy, my asshole and lick me inside and out. I was then straddled by him and  he inserted his non human cock into my pussy, as he was thrusting and kept popping out of me he would go between holes and my pussy and asshole were his personal playground to make mini barkers . When his furry companion was done fucking my holes and my master had shot his load into my throat, they left me there dripping in human and barker cum. It was so humiliating.

 

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How dare she speak to him like that, ass fantasy

I saw a man the other day being led around by a woman who was clearly wearing the pants. I think she needs a reminder of what the roles are supposed to be. I would never speak to a man the way she was, letting her boss him around like that. Any man I know would have slapped me into next Sunday for even looking at them the wrong way.

The last time I got mouthy with a man, I was tied up for four days with no food or water, taken out every 6 hours and ass gapped forcefully by a man with a big fat black cock, and he enjoyed hearing me rip and scream from the pain of his massive stick popping in and out of my asshole. He would then throw me back in and told me I would never speak to him in such a manner because I was only as good as the cunt between my legs, made for fucking and that’s it. Damn that girl obviously never met him.

 

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Gangbang Phone Sex & Abduction

Gangbang phone sexThey’d abducted me. I didn’t even recognize them, so I had no idea if this was something Master wanted, or if I was really in danger. I was crying, trying hard not to make any noise, because they seemed to get really violent when I made noise. They brought me to warehouse and drug my tightly bound body inside and hung me from a hook. My naked body was being eaten alive by the tight ropes rubbing it in various places. They started slapping me across the face, the tits, the ass. They were really brutalizing the outside of my body. It was when one of them brought out a cattle prod that I got really worried. They shocked the fuck out of me on the insides of my thighs, my tits, my ass cheeks, even my throat. I thought I was dying with that last one. Then, they swung me up and one of them plowed into me. They ran a train on me, using and abusing my body, leaving me full of cum and bruises. Master walked out when they were all done, and told me that he loved me very much, and that he was very proud of me for standing up to the punishment.

Tied Up and Spanked

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The blood was rushing to my head, but I couldn’t move. I was tied upside down to a chair. The ropes cut into my skin, cutting off circulation to my limbs. Master came up and smacked my bare ass as hard as he could. I let out a piercing shriek as my skin stung with his fury. Again and again, he brought down his palm with immense strength. Tears streamed from my eyes, dripping from my forehead to the ground. My ass must have looked tomato red by that point. He then pulled out a cane and stared whacking my ass. Already sore from the bare bottom spankings, the cane felt as though it were a gun shot. I must be bleeding, I thought, but I felt no blood trickling down. Please, Master, I’ll be a good girl! Whack! There was no saving myself from his wrath. He took out his cock from his pants and drove it right into my ass. The chair shook from the force of his thrusts. Whimpering, I curled my toes, trying to make it through the pain. He stopped to paddle my ass, then started fucking my pussy as he continued to paddle me. Finally, he stood up to blow his load all over my exposed and beaten ass. He went to shower before coming back to untie me.

Bondage Whore Bernie Needs Punished

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernie is my name on Tinder, FetLife and a few other fetish sites. I can’t help it. I love bondage. Do you remember those old silent short films with the woman in peril tied to a train track? I masturbated to those images as a wee girl. I wanted tied up then rescued. As I grew up, I wanted tied up and abused. Something about being vulnerable and helpless and at your mercy makes my cunt wet. I’m trusting a stranger or a master not to kill me. Not to permanently hurt me. My master, my boss, ties me up to my office chair often. Yesterday, he was feeling mean. It happens, but not often. Normally, we have more of a sensual master slave relationship. Hardcore bondage and nipple torture made his dick hard. He tied the ropes so hard, my wrists bled. He ripped my shirt open, exposing my DD breasts. He slapped my tits so hard they started to turn colors immediately. He started sucking on my right tit. It felt amazing, until he bit so hard on the nipple it tore. I was bleeding down my breast. He grabbed my jaw, spit my blood and flesh in my face and said, “Did you think I would not know about your little online endeavors, bitch.” He was not happy I was moonlighting. I was being punished; not for cheating, but for not asking permission to be on those sites. Master owns me. I know I am his property, no better than the office chair I was strapped to. He spent the rest of the day punishing me for my violation of our master servant relationship. He sodomized my ass with the stapler, along with other office supplies. Lesson learned the hard way. At his age, I didn’t know he still had all that in him.

Bratty Girl Gets Punished

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Sometimes, I can be a little too bratty for my own good. I was with this guy at his house and I just could not drop the attitude that day. He asked if he could take my jacket but I told him if he wanted to make himself useful, he could go get me a drink. Clenching his jaw, he went and brought me back a mixed drink, which smelled of vodka and pineapples. I scowled and demanded something else! The sweetness would surely give me a headache. He grabbed me by the throat and said I was such a brat and I needed to learn some respect. He slapped me across the face and tied my wrists together after pinning me down. Dragging me down to his basement, my ass hit each stair with a loud thud. He threw me onto this table, which wasn’t long enough to support my legs, meaning I had to keep them held up. Securing me to the table, he put a metal rod in my mouth, which also locked into the table. I couldn’t lift my head or turn it very far either. I was completely helpless! My wrists were hooked up beneath the table, behind my head. With brute force, he entirely ripped off any clothing still left on me. I did not have a spare outfit with me. Unbuttoning his pants, he took out his rock hard cock and started railing me with no mercy. My pussy took the beating as he slapped my perky tits, telling me what a stupid whore I was. I needed to learn some manners and he was going to teach me. Pulling my legs up with his arms, he then fucked my tight, dry asshole, ripping into me. I screamed in pain, but he did not let up what so ever. I couldn’t beg him for forgiveness with the metal bar in my mouth, so I hoped my pleading whimpers would be understood. But they were not, or, at least, went unacknowledged. He spent hours doing whatever he wished to me. By the time he was done, it was dark outside and he made me walk home in my tattered clothing.