You already know I am the type of Mommy that is obsessed with being a bondage whore. With getting tied up, and being completely helpless. But you know what makes being a bondage fetish Mommy even hotter? Being completely tied up watching as my little girls, my little tiny little ones are being fucked. Not just fucked but rammed like they might not make it from being fucked so hard and for being that itty bitty and little. And me? I am screaming thru the ball gag in my mouth – I feel my wrists burn from the ropes tied tightly and rubbing against me as I struggle. I’m getting fucked too of course…right along with my completely helpless daughters. Their bald pussies are bloody and raw from being fucked wide open, they’re making me taste their cunts on their cocks and there is nothing I can do…but yet… I am so wet. Bad bad Mommy I am…deserted my little ones to get used just like me.
Tag: Hardcore bondage
Bondage Whore: Deadly Extreme Bondage Games
Bondage whore Bernice is my name in the fetish community. I love being tied up; I especially enjoy rope play. When I was little, I would watch these old silent movies where girls were bound and gagged on a railroad track and left to be rescued by some dashing stranger. I like being rescued. But as I have aged, my bondage fantasies have evolved. They have become quite dark. I have many a master who loves to tie me up, but none are quite as cruel as Master Harry. Our bondage games started out with leaving me in perilous situations. On a train track, on the street…. I would be bound and gagged, hoping to be rescued by him or some stranger. I tried not to get too scared because I knew he would rescue me. I knew it was just a game we played. But lately, I feel like he wants me dead. In fact, I came so very close to dying this weekend; as close as I have ever come to death actually. Master tied me up good. Hog tied me. I looked like a side of beef. He didn’t restrain my mouth like usual, meaning I could scream for help. I thought he was going to drop me into the woods somewhere. He dropped me in the lake. I had no real mobility. I saw him walk off as I was struggling to stay afloat. Water was rushing over me. I couldn’t get in a position to float. I started screaming, but it became gargled as water filled my mouth. I was sinking, drowning. I tried to free my hands, but I had no luck. I was in full on panic mode. I was going to drown. I was sinking fast. I lost consciousness. Maybe I even drowned. The next thing I remember was Master Harry doing CPR on me. He informed me that he can take my life and he can give it back to me anytime he wants because he owns me. I live in fear now of Master Harry’s capricious extreme bondage games. Maybe the next time, he won’t rescue me.
Water Bondage Play
Master has becoming more extreme in his fetish play. And I think he loves playing off of my fears. Number one being my fear of drowning. I about lost it when I seen that huge tank of water with the ropes laying on the ground next to it. Not only being submerged in the water but being restrained had me literally shaking. He kept telling me to toughen up and take it like the submissive whore I am meant to be but I was practically in tears as he bound me. What was probably only an hour felt like ten hours being in that tank. He thoroughly enjoyed watching me quiver in that tank. As it was see through I watched as he let my head bob above the water and he stoked his cock.
Mercy For His Submissive Whore
He told me because I have been a good submissive cunt, he would take an easy on my torn and tattered body. This is the side of my Master that I am use to. This hardcore bondage with pins and torches have had me in severe pain. But it is my wish to please my Master and if his will is to lace my cunt shut with stitches than so be it. But for this moment in time I shall endure the pleasure of yet another one of his master pieces. I literally have not an inch of wiggle room as I am contorted in his contraption. A massive steel cock shoved stomach deep into my cunt as I am held down by my throat. Master knows what he wants. Master gets what he wants.
Extreme Bondage with Breanne
Tonight Master really showed me the direction he is going to be taking me in, his little submissive pain whore. He invited over another bondage couple that we met at the party last week. And I have to say my pussy got so fucking wet as I watched her skin being prodded and picked with them needles. And that was just the beginning. Her Master pulled out these enormous hooks. Never had I seen let alone in person hooks of this size pierce nipples. This made my cunt quiver. The sight of her blood starting to run down her tit nearly made me want to cum. I could tell that my Master seen this was exciting me. And I just knew he was conjuring up ideas of his own for this submissive slut.
Extreme Bondage
Master has definitely crossed over to the more extreme side of our bondage play. Tonight he was determined to draw blood from my cunt and he did exactly that. He had acupuncture needles all lined up on a tray when I walked into the room. He demanded that I drop my panties immediately. Knowing my Master I did not hesitate. I seen the look in his eye and I knew he meant serious business. And it did not matter one bit that his pleasure was coming at the cost of my pain. He strapped me down. Restraining my ankles and wrists. Knowing full well that out of reaction I may throw a kick or punch. And that is when the torture began. He pierced my outer lips with a much longer style of a needle. Going along the whole length of my pussy lip on one side. Then he began puncturing my lips in a cris-cross fashion. You can say he laced my pussy shut with these needles. He seem to get very excited at the sight of my blood. Which is almost alarming yet exciting.