It’s been 15 years since I was kidnapped. So many years of bondage phone sex that I’ve forgotten how to be normal. I was living the good life as the trophy wife of a local businessman. A mother of two young ones. A pillar of the community. My hubby had lured me into the cuckold life that he loved. Men were always coming and going. Looking back, I wonder if this was all planned. The day I was attacked, everyone was gone. A masked man dragged me into a van and my life changed forever.
My abductor was a cruel man. He broke me, starved me, and beat me senseless. I’ll never forget the day he brought home the newspaper where my husband had me declared dead. I lost the will to live that day. He owned me now. He knew where I was weak. My fiesty side was gone. I was dead inside. I was property, like a pet. I faced the life that he forced me to live.
Six months later, it all changed. He brought home another paper where my husband was marrying my best friend. That night, I begged him to kill me. And believe me, he tried. All of his angry lust spilled out as he inflicted every horror in his dungeon upon me. I lashed me, strung me up, violated me with every object. But I felt nothing inside. I was meat. Just a pretty plaything that he could share with his friends. And somewhere along the way, my pain turned to arousal. My pussy throbs with each blow, every kick, and every vile word. I am now a submissive whore. Chained, helpless, and born to serve my master. Use me as your cum dumpster, ashtray, or footstool. I know my place. I am nobody.
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Control Me
I’m very submissive. I need to be controlled. I want you to be my master. If you want me to crawl around naked on my hands and knees, I’ll do it. If you want me at your beck and call, I’ll be there. Let me suck your cock while you watch sports or your favorite TV show. This pussy will belong to you. You can fuck me in any position whenever you get ready. “No” is not in my vocabulary. If you want to pass me around to your friends, you can. I’ll fuck your friends so good, I’ll make you proud. Master, you control me. Be rude and disrespectful it makes my pussy wet. You can have any hole you want. Fuck me in my tight ass, make it hurt. I won’t complain. I need a Master that will punish me when I upset him. Bend me over and spank my ass red, I deserve it. Let me be your submissive whore.
Slave training with my master
I need to be a good submissive for my master. It is so important that I do whatever I can to please him, that is how I get my worth. He had to taught me not to eagerly grab his cock and start sucking on it if he did not offer it up to me first. He would punish me if I did that.
Now I know my duties. I have a gag in my mouth, tied up hands and feet once I get done catering to him, and a collar around my neck. I will do anything to make him happy. I put my face to the floor and my holes up in the air exposed, waiting for him wanting to acknowledge my existence.
He loves spanking me telling me how much of a dumb slut I am. I am. My holes and life is all yours master, do with what you want with me and let me make you happy.
Submissive slut Life is so Hard
It’s not easy being me. Always have to be pretty, ready to be fucked. Be the perfect toy, a lover, a wife, everything you need me to be as you need it. Of course, I don’t have to work. I always get fucked. You take care of my every want and desire. It’s just oh so hard to kneel at your knees. Give you those sweet eyes as I lick your cock from base to head. Let you fuck my throat and cum all over my tongue and face. Or like, entertaining your guests when they come over. Letting 4 or 5 men fuck me all at once is hard work you know? I put sooo much work into looking this good just for you and to have those men fuck me until my panties are ruined and my make up is all smeared and running. Don’t even get me started on the hair. So long to curl and primp just to have it ruined. Sigh, the hard life of a slave this is. Not to mention the orgasms, over and over and over again all day. I’m surprised I can walk! What is that Master? I’m being a brat again? Oh no… Time for my spankings. Well… If you insist Sir. I even wore those panties that you like against your hand.