Tag: Light bondage

held hostage by a maniac

submissive slut

All I can think about is when I was held hostage by a deranged man. Since then, I can only climax if I am tied up like a bondage sex slave. A submissive slut like me can no longer see the value in herself. Women should know that men rule. It’s a man’s world, and that’s how it should always be. That’s how it has always been, and that’s how it should always stay. Fuck all this equal rights shit. I want to be beneath a man, Bow Down, doing as he says when he says. My pussycat belongs to men. Now is the time to stop all this foolishness and submit. I want you to choke me until I take my last breath. Show me who is in charge.

Punishing Your Bondage Slut When She Flashes Someone

Bondage phone sex

I can’t believe you put me in these tiny little clothes and make me walk around in public with them. It is so embarrassing to be exposing myself like this. These clothes barely cover my tits or my ass. To make matters worse, I’m not wearing any lingerie. One wrong move and I’ll be flashing everyone in sight. You make me walk around in tall high heels and my extra small clothing. As you walk, you bend over and drop something on the ground, ordering me to bend down and get it. I know that you did that on purpose, waiting to see how I would bend down. It’s no use fighting against it as I bend down to pick up your object. As I am bent down, my pussy and my ass are completely exposed to the public. You make me stay there in that position while you spank me, punishing me for being a dirty exhibitionist slut. So, you’ll make me wear these tight, uncomfortable clothes that barely cover my body and punish me when I flash people? That is so unfair! Every day will end with a red ass!

Ursa Craves Your Bare bottom spankings

 

Bare Bottom spankings

 

 

Always the naughty one,

I have always been known as a troublemaker and Sometimes I am naughty on purpose, deep down inside my soul is crying out for your Bare bottom spankings.

Give it to me good.

Pull me over your knee and slide my panties down. You can feel the heat from my greedy little pussy, pulsating and craving what is sure to come. My bare ass tingles in anticipation of that first whack. I need those Bare bottom spankings.

MMMM I begin to wiggle as you take turns spanking each of my cheeks, they begin to slowly turn a deep shade of pink. I cry out and you laugh telling me I have been a very naughty whore and I need your discipline. My body is begging for those Bare bottom spankings.

Make my pussy erupt!

You begin to slide your big, thick fingers in and out of my hot little cunt, slowly screwing me with your fingers while you discipline me. My legs begin to shake, and I suddenly squirt my sweet love nectar all over those expensive pants. You will discipline me again for that another day.

submissive sex for the four

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I don’t see eye to eye with my boyfriend on everything, but I try. It’s his birthday, and I know he wants to do something up his alley. Usually, that will involve his friends and him getting scolded by all the other girlfriends and me. We like to be in control. The situation isn’t so easy. It’s complex. 

These guys made sure to seek out alpha girls who don’t take shit from anyone. Rich girls, girly girls, who party and live by the beat of their drum. They knew us, and they drew in on each of us. They were more than aware that we wouldn’t be into submissive sex. The plan was to get each of us in a room and tortured until we changed our ways. No more dominant women who believe in that stupid girl power movement.

Instead, each of us would be worshiping their cocks and living life on their terms. We would each be beaten, slapped, and fucked by all the gang members. The leader happens to be the birthday boy.

submissive whore wakes up to torture

 

bondage chat

My dates usually go pretty well. I never have to give up any one-night stands. When I matched with a guy who was originally from France, I was so excited. French men always seem so sensual.

He began to tell me a lot about himself and assured me he wouldn’t want any one-night stand. Marcel saw a future with me that was quite bright and heart racing. It was an odd way to state it, but not too long after that particular conversation, id realized what he meant.

When we began our date, we didn’t want it to end. We went to his place, and he quickly asked me to drink with him. I only had one glass of red wine. Merlot is my fave, so that I couldn’t say no. After a few sips, I was all forgetful and stumbling. All I could see were lights. He began to talk about bondage chat right before the lights. Marcel whispered into my ear; it’s only a nightmare your dreaming.

I woke up on all fours, drenched with blood and plastered with bruises.

Bare bottom spankings will convince anyone!

Bare bottom spankings“Slap this booty and tell me no, go on daddy!” Daddy wasn’t completely sold on my whole drug some girl from the nearby school and offer her to him idea, but I knew he’d love giving her Bare bottom spankings so I was bold for the first time in a while trying to convince him. She moaned a little, more of a groan really, unsure what was even going on but aware I’d flipped her over so her ass was in the air. With a sigh, he gave it a nice thwap, and admired the jiggle from the girl I’d picked even through her clothing that she’d not parted with yet. “It is a nice ass.” He admitted, and with that I started slipping her damn pants off. Right over her ass, showing off her cute panties and all the innocence she clearly held here. It wasn’t until I had her panties halfway down her legs and daddy saw that pink, never before touched by a man, cunt that I knew he was sold and ready to treat her as a Cum slut phone sex whore. He was stepping out of his pants mere moments later, and I was climbing on her back to hold her down just in case the drug wasn’t running strong enough through her system yet. He spread her legs and got into place, as I lifted her hips just right. “Look what I brought you, be happy.” I gave him the greatest smile I could manage, while his cock found its way real close to her cunny. I wasn’t about to have him unwrapping her that way quite yet, I had other plans. I reached down and spread her pussy lips so he could see all the way to the entrance of her womb. Her pussy shifted while I held it, greeting him and begging. “Cum goes there, daddy.”

I knew I’d won and he was going to break this soon to be cum eating phone sex whore.

Light Bondage is Classy

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Light bondage can be a class act. Many people in high society have kinks in the bedroom. PTA moms like me are subby whores behind closed doors. Wifes of the upper class will do anything to keep husbands happy and the money flowing.  Sex is money and Money buys you any kind of sex act you can think of. All while going under the radar of high society standards. Personally I participate in wife auctions about once a year. A place where wives are bid on in the name of some charity. Everyone knows how kinky and filthy this practice is and that’s why we do it in the name of raising funds for those less privileged. 


Bondage whore is on my detail card for the men to bid on. And the man who bought me, said he has been looking for a new submissive bitch to take his aggressions out on. For me I like going to different homes, and getting a taste of a new cock. Every man dominates a little bit differently and Never knowing what kind of man I get makes my pussy wet. The nervous excitement of wearing his wife’s jewels while he berates me makes my heart beat fast!  Realizing that I am about to be punished for her transgressions scare the fuck out of me! 

 

I Need Some Sort of XXX Bondage to Cum

XXX bondage

Here’s the thing; I can’t cum unless I’m in some sort of XXX bondage gear.  I’ve tried with tons of guys and it just doesn’t work for me.  Something about being confined and made to struggle while my whore holes are getting stretched out really gets me off.  It has to be a mental thing but that doesn’t matter, really great sex starts in the mind anyway.  You can cram your cock into my creamy cunt all you want, if you don’t strap me down or wrap me up in a little latex first, then I’ll never really cum for you.

It doesn’t matter how you treat me, tender and sweet or harsh and violent.  When you come over to give me a dick down, you need to bring some rope or leather straps or, at the very least, a pair of handcuffs to restrict my movement even in the most minor of ways if you expect to even come close to giving me an orgasm.  Otherwise it’s just too vanilla for me and that’s just not my thing.  I don’t like to feel as though I have any other choice but to do everything you tell me.  If all of my limbs are free and my mouth isn’t gagged, I just feel too free to be able to cum.  I hate that.

Of course I want you to make my slutty sub snatch squirt and squirt all over the place.  Isn’t that what you want?  Then forget about the light bondage boning you have planned and tie me the fuck up, already.  You know you’ll blow your load even harder when you hear me scream out in ecstasy.  I make really hot fuck noises but you have to lock me down before you’ll hear them.  Leave my limbs unbound and all you get from me is a little moaning and heavy breathing.  That’s cool if that’s all you need, but I want to cum too!

 

A Light Bondage Clipping

Light bondage

Every dom has a different idea of what constitutes light bondage.  Some masters consider binding a blonde bimbo like me in ropes or straps so I can’t move when they molest me to be light.  Others go further, dipping into my discomfort by inflicting little bits of pain and making me squeal and squirm while they slam their dicks into my dirty whorish holes.

Yesterday, I had a sub session with a strange man who thought it was so funny to clip clothespins all over my body.  He put my wrists in leather cuffs and strapped a collar around my neck then locked the end of my leash into a hook fastened to the wall.  While I wasn’t completely immobile, I couldn’t go anywhere or get away from all of the wooden fasteners he used to pinch my flesh.  He giggled each time he successfully stuck one on, counting them as he attached them to me.  Hell, he got 25 of them on each of my titties.  He cackled and started calling them a “50 pin rack” as he grabbed me by my face and asked me if I agreed.  Agree with what, that it was funny or that he did, indeed, get all of those pegs on my perfect tits?

I didn’t know what to say, his clowning really threw me for a loop.  He told me since I was tongue tied anyway, he might as well use it to hold more of his clothespins.  When I wouldn’t stick it out for him, he squatted down and quickly fastened up my cunt lips with four or five clips until I relented.  That was smart, as soon as I screamed a little he snatched my tongue and started putting on his little pinching helpers.  I had over 200 clothespins on me when he finally started fucking me.  I’m not sure how light it was, but it was definitely some strange sexy bondage.

 

Let me be your perfect little cock worshiping whore.

Cock Worshiping

Ever since I was a young girl, I’ve always fantasized about being a little cock worshiping whore. I love the attention that I get from all of the older guys while I’m dressed in slutty little outfits basically throwing myself at them. It’s such an amazing feeling, to be touched and fondled by older men like a dirty needy little whore.

The very first time I was ever treated like a slut was by my English teacher. I could tell he’d been eying me the whole school year, and finally, at mid-term, he pulled me into his office to tell me I’d been failing his class. I’m sure he could see the disappointed look on my face, as he moved across the room. “Well, I do have one option for you to fix it.” She said as he clicked the door locked.

“Come over here, and get on your knees, Breanne,” he said in low hushed tones as I slowly made my way over. Looking up at him with my big pretty eyes I obediently opened my mouth accepting every inch of his shaft. I could tell he really loved shoving it deep enough to make me gag, causing tears to roll down my cheeks.

That day he showed me a whole new side of myself. My “Flower” began to tingle as he continued, dripping, making my panties so incredibly wet. I didn’t know then but he was changing my life as I knew it. Turning me into a cock craving slut.
The moment he bent me over the side of his desk, pushing himself all the way into my tight wet cunt, I cried out. His hand reached out to cover my mouth as I squirmed. His cock was so big! I still think about it to this day.