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My master loves when I submit to him most by giving him all my little ones. He ties me up and gags me and I am helpless to watch his brutal torture as he makes them his too. Truth be told I am dripping and all slippery watching his ruthless thrusts. I love watching him pound their little faces AND their little bodies. Squirming and their wailing makes me crazy cuz I love everything he is doing to them. I love giving him every part of me, he owns me. I struggle and he knows it’s time to let me help him, sitting on her face so she can taste what her cries do for Mommy. Cry all you want because Mommy and her Master love it. Master Daddy, Master Cock, Master Master Master. He owns us, our bodies and our minds just submit and stop fighting…or fight and turn us on more. That’s the life I live with my Master, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

To Catch a Thief

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A dark shadow slipped in through the door, closing it behind them with the barest whisper of sound.  You aren’t sure what woke you because the door didn’t make enough noise to wake even the little yappy dog in your wife’s room down the hall.  The light of the moon passing briefly out from under cloud cover throws the shape of the intruder against the wall in a stark silhouette.  You notice the distinctly female shape before the shadows return.  The faint snick of the jewelry box lid signals the loss of your favorite watch and wedding ring to the thief.  Suddenly you’re no longer surprised, you’re pissed.  You loved that watch.  Springing up abruptly from the bed, you tackle the black clad figure as she is rifling through your nightstand.  There is a muffled feminine shriek, quickly stifled and you find your hands full of frantically struggling woman.  You quickly overpower her and pin her to the floor.  You’re both breathing hard and somehow the combination of adrenaline and wriggling female trapped beneath your hips has given you a fiercely raging erection.  As you cover her mouth with your hand, you try to decide whether to call the cops or make her pay some other more satisfying way. Who knew this sexy little thing could take so much from you. 

Bondage Phone Sex with a Bondage Whore

bondage phone sexBondage phone sex? I started doing phone sex because I am an old school bondage slut, but it is really hard to restrain yourself on a call. I can easily bind my feet and my big fake tits; I can even slap a ball gag in my own mouth, but restraining my hands behind my back while talking on the phone is cumbersome to say the least. My teen son came home early from school last week while I was on a bondage call. He saw my bright blue rope wrapped around my ankles and tits. I gasped a little bit at being discovered in such a compromising position. I didn’t want to suddenly end my call; that is bad customer service. I signaled my son to be quiet and pointed to the other room. He elected to be quiet, however, he was not leaving the area. He wanted to watch his bondage whore mother tie herself up more thoroughly. Actually, I struggled giving my caller just what he wanted. I thought to myself, I could fake it. How would he know that my arms were not restrained? But, a true submissive cannot lie, so I raised my arms up to my son to restrain me. He took much pleasure in binding my arms behind my back. I let out a few yelps because the position hurt. My caller came hearing me cry and grimace in pain. My son could be vocal now. He was aroused. He pulled the ball gag out of my mouth, replaced it with his cock and refused to undo my restraints. He skull fucked me, but he was saving his cum for his mommy’s ass. He spit in my face, kicked me in the stomach, then rolled me over to sodomize me. Clearly, he had some pent up aggression for his mommy. He left me tied up with his cum oozing out of my ass. “Looks like your my bitch now, Mommy,” he seethed at me as he walked away leaving me tied up on the floor.

Submissive Sex with a Stranger

Submissive sexAs I was on the way home from picking up groceries, I felt I was being followed. I can’t describe it too well, just that eerie prickling sensation you get. Well, I was right, because no sooner had I gotten to my stoop and turned about to have a look than this hottie walked up the stairs to stand next to me. He asked if he could help me in, said he’d seen me struggling the last block or so, but didn’t want to seem like he was harassing me by trying to yell out or catch up to me.

He pushed past me the instant my door was open, and he grabbed my groceries. The moment my door was closed and I turned around, he was on me. He pinned my arms to the door above my head and pressed his legs around my own. His mouth lowered to mine, and he took control and possession of me. It was scary, but thrilling and such a turn on that I couldn’t have resisted if I had the presence of mind to. I melted into his control.

Submissive Whore Piece of Shit

submissive whoreThis submissive whore needs a new master. My current long term master tied me up at the desk yesterday for shits and giggles then had an Alzheimer’s moment. He went home  and forgot about me tied to my desk. The cleaning crew found me. I was bound and gagged to my office chair. I had pissed myself because by the time they arrived, I had been tied to that chair for almost 6 hours. I pleaded with the guys to let me go, but they saw opportunity knocking on their front door. Three black janitors stood around me like vultures plotting where to begin. I was mumbling, “please don’t,” but they didn’t care. They unzipped their pants  and I almost fainted. Those were some huge cocks. Monster cocks that I was pretty sure would permanently damage my fuck holes. I have been whored out before, but not that often and certainly not to black men with anacondas for cocks.  One of the guys removed my ball gag and replaced it with his cock. I felt like I was going to puke on his cock because it was so big. After a few hard thrusts, I did puke. They laughed at me, called me names and dick slapped me. It was humiliating to be owned by janitors. At least my master, as old as he may be, is a well respected lawyer. Three black blue collar workers pissed in my face before gang banging me against my will. Seriously, those monster cocks ravaged my fuck holes. They went so deep in my ass their cocks got muddy. Of course they forced their shit covered dicks down my throat making me puke some more. As they forced me to lick up the puke, they joked that I was just white trash no one cared about. Perhaps, they were right….

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I found my sons stash and sat down on the floor in front of his bed, legs spread, and topless. I started lighting that bowl and taking quick puffs, and pussy was just getting wet! Without even thinking I started fingering my slut hole and puffing on that pipe getting all worked up.

A few minutes into fucking my pussy and getting high when my son and newest master both walked in on me. Without a word they were undoing their pants and motioning to me to get up. Grabbing my arm master pushed me on the bed. On all fours I was force fucked in the face with my Masters fat cock and my son was pounding the crap out of my ass.

The two took turns fucking me in every hole and covering me with cum. I really got what I deserved, and so glad I did!

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The Meat Department

September 7th was National Salami Day. I knew my master was up to no good when he sent me to the grocery store in my slave clothes. Full face makeup, big hair, titties out and my ass was out. He gave me very strict directions while at the grocery store. I was to get a cart. Buy 5 tubes of lube, 5 things of plastic wrap and as many Salami rolls I could find including the ones in the back at the meat department.  My cart was full as I struggled to push it in my 6 inch plant form heels to the meat department. I rang the bell that sounds like a cow, which made me giggle. A very tall man walked out of the back in black slacks and a white coat covered in blood. 

“We have been expecting you.”

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I figured my master talked to them and let them in on his little game but I did not expect the next thing to happen. He opened the door and said after you. I pushed my heavy full cart into the back room where the butcher block covered in blood was surrounded by four other men covered in blood. The one who let me into the back grabbed me by the back of my hair. 

“Dirty subby whore’s like you need to really experience a good salami.”

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He pulled me by my hair to the butcher block. I slipped in the blood and pieces of meat on the floor, he was dragging me in the blood and they all picked me up. They put me on my hands and knees on the butcher block. They sliced my clothes off with their very sharp knives. They took the plastic wrap from my cart and started to wrap me in it to the butcher block. Spreading my legs wide open but also having access to my mouth. They pulled the cart closer to me as each one of them grabbed a box of lube and Salami. They shoved a thick Salami roll in my mouth to muffle my screams. Then they shoved one even bigger into my tight lubed up pussy. I was there for hours, being fucked with different rolls of Salami. Having all of my holes fucked and filled with Salami was not enough for them. The each took turns fucking each of my holes and filling me up with their baby batter. My holes are stick aching as I eat the Salami rolls I was force fucked with. 

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Submissive Whore: What are Your Rape Phone Sex Fantasies?

submissive whoreSubmissive whore Bernice is should be my legal name. No last name, because I belong to which ever man I am with at the moment. My current long term master is in his 60s. He is winding down on the S and M games. He was always more old school domination anyway. Actually, the men today are a completely different breed and it scares me. Master respected my code words. He never scarred me, or put me in any real danger, but the men I meet online and at fetish clubs make him look like a Disney character. Over the weekend, I tried this new bondage club in Cincinnati. I had to drive a few hours, so I booked a hotel room for the weekend. It is a high end bondage club, invite only. I felt so honored to get a golden ticket to this place that it never occurred to me that it would not be as upscale as it seemed.

rape phone sex fantasiesWhen I arrived, it looked nothing like the pictures. This was just a big warehouse; pretty much a dungeon. There were other women there too looking equally perplexed.  We were rushed by a group of men. It became clear this was no bondage club. This was a rape fantasy club. We were hand selected because we fit the image that the men paying top dollar fantasized about force fucking. I knew none of the men I could see. I was shoved down on the cold concrete slab, bound and gagged with my own undergarments. I looked to both sides and saw other women like me being brutalized by unknown men. I’ve heard of BDSM clubs, even pain clubs, but never rape fantasy clubs. I spent 3 days in a basement being force fucked in all my holes. I had to use a bucket for a toilet. I was denied food and water. I slept on the concrete floor like a dog chained up in a junkyard. After three days, my ass was prolapsed. I smelled awful. I had lost some weight. I was a hot mess. I was turned out on the street disoriented and lost.  I had been used for three days to satisfy some stranger’s dark fantasies. If you had me for three days, what would you do to me?

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XXX BondageI started the day off wet and horny as fuck, wanting a Master to take control and dominate me. I did a search on Twitter for XXX bondage, and came across https://twitter.com/FuckaliciousSex
What a bunch of dirty XXX bondage whores! They can’t seem to get enough. After reading some of their XXX bondage tweets, I had to seek out a playmate to tie me up and fuck me raw. I text my Master with just two words, “I’m ready.” He showed up and proceeded to tie me up and spank me, even slapping me in the face with his cock. His slaps hurt, but he knows how much I love it. I squirmed and writhed around as he continued to punish me. His fingers now rubbing my clit and fucking my tight little asshole, brought me to a quick orgasm. “You came too soon, you little fuck whore,” he said slapping me again. I needed this. I needed for him to spit on me, cum on me and treat me like the cum slut that I am.

Naughty Wet Dream

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I’ve had a naughty dream! I woke up soaking wet, my clit was THROBBING! I so desperately craved it would be real. In my dream I was in a cage. I had my arms tied wide to the bars at the wrists so I could still use my hands to stroke and jerk those cocks. I had a bag over my head at first and could see nothing but could only hear and feel the cocks coming for me. They attached nipple clamps to my nipples and forced me tits out of the bars and made me choke on their dick while the tugged and pulled my raw nipples. I was trying to take them all when they took me out of cage – tied my tits, neck, legs and wrists up till I was tied up so tight I was purple. That’s when they really fucked me. My ass, my pussy and my mouth. Over and over again they fucked me and shot their load wherever they pleased. I was their cum dumpster and that’s all I could ever be. Mmm! That was the short version of my dream and now I am WET and want it to be real!