I am such a Bondage whore. I woke up still tied and bound. I could feel the spreader bar forcing my legs open. The dried cum covering my clit all the way to my asshole. I am pulsating all over. My nipples are tender and bruised from the pinching. My pussy is throbbing from the pounding. I can barely move. That is when I hear a strange voice from the other room. He is laughing and talking about me. I can hear him say its time for me to wake up. And then a bunch of guys start laughing. I know what is about to happen. They are about to use me. Gang bang me and treat me like the whore I am. And my pussy is already creaming just waiting for them to cum get me! I love being a cum whore!
Tag: sexy bondage
Bondage whore
Submissive Phone Sex with Rubber and Bondage
I love being a good little submissive phone sex servant to my Dominate. To be able to fully submit to him it is more than him being able to control me. It is about us having a connection, me submitting total trust that he will know and respect my limits. It takes time to get to that point with someone. Sir Brando loves and I have been together for a while. He loves my total submission to him and decided it was time for some rubber body bag play. This can be very dangerous and extremely erotic. The way the rubber feel against the skin, and the way the bag hold and squeezes every section of my body tight, the restrains makes me so aroused.
He sucks the bag around me. Sometimes I get a mouth hole, which he plugs with his cock. Sometime he leaves me a straw to breathe through. I have to concentrate in order to control my breath through the narrow passage. He likes to make it hard to. He will take his vibrating want and place it on my clit. It feels good as he gives me intense amount of pleasure. He likes to be in control, waiting for me to beg him for permission to cum. Sometimes I pass out from the lack of oxygen to my brain as I orgasm. Luckily like my knight in shining armor he is there to save me with his oxygen tank.
Tie Up this Submissive Whore
I woke up. I couldn’t move. I was bound, head to foot, my mouth filled with something, muffling my attempts to cry out. My eyes were bound, and I couldn’t see anything. And then he was there, moving behind me. I heard a “slap, slap, slap” sound, seeming to be a paddle against the side of a leg, and the noise began moving in a circle around from behind me, to my left, to my front. Then, with no warning but a soft hush of air, I felt a sharp CRACK of a paddle smack against the side of my right tit! I jumped and tried to squeal, but all I could make was a *mmphf* sound through the collection of stuff covering my mouth.
I tried to shift in my bonds. I couldn’t, I was bound up so tight. But as I wriggled a bit, I found I was uncomfortable. The more I wriggled, the worse it got, and I kept wriggling to find a less painful position. As I shifted, I heard the familiar sound of a man jerking off. “That’s right, you just try to get out of those bonds, you submissive whore,” he said breathily as he stroked himself. I started writhing and fighting at my bonds, and I started crying behind my blindfold. My audible cries of discomfort and pain went basically unheard in my gag, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because soon I felt the hot stream of cum coat the blindfold and drip over my nose, clogging my holes and making it difficult to breathe.
I just love submissive phone sex, don’t you?
Submissive Whore Here to Serve You
What makes me more than just any other submissive whore ready to serve your every desire? I am earnest and sincere, and I have been a submissive since before I knew that such a thing existed. As soon as I started dating, I was being dominated by lovers, and it always seemed right. But when I met my first Master (even though we didn’t use titles), I knew finally what I was – someone who needed to be owned. I realized that I need someone, not to abuse me thoughtlessly, but to take ownership of me and command me for my own good, and for HIS own good.
I will do more than please you sexually. I am here to serve you in any way you please. I will cook for you, do your laundry, and keep the house clean. Then, when you come home, I will kneel for you so you can tie me up to keep me from moving, then you can do with me as you please. Put a gag in my mouth to keep me quiet – otherwise, I can be quite noisy.
Submissive Slut for Phone and Life
I’m a submissive slut and damn proud of it. I don’t get bitchy women who try to emasculate or control their men. My place is on my knees catering to my Master’s every whim and need. I never say no. I never make demands. I never argue or fight. If Master has had a bad day, well I am ready and willing to be his punching bag so he can relieve some stress. Some people do not believe I am truly submissive. My girlfriends think phone sex is just a job for me, or that I somehow get paid for being abused.
I am a submissive phone slut, because I want to please more men. Share my BDSM lifestyle with men who understand how to treat a worthless whore like me. In fact, I am so dedicated to this alternative lifestyle that I got the BDSM symbol tattooed on my body. The BDSM Emblem is a design based on a Triskele. Three “arms” curve out to from the center and merge with an encompassing circle. The three divisions represent the 3 major components of BDSM . The three divisions of BDSM itself: B&D, D&S, and S&M. The three-way creed of BDSM behavior: Safe, Sane, and Consensual. And, the three divisions of the community: Tops, Bottoms, and Switches. I am of course always a bottom.
Many submissives wear jewelry with the symbol to let other folks into the BDSM lifestyle know they share their fetish. I went as far as to ink it on my body because I was born a slave. I will always be a slave. This is not a phase for me because of the popularity of the stupid Fifty Shades of Gray novels. I am a full time bondage whore. I am your willing slave to use. Nothing is off limits to me.