I was reading some naughty literature and fell asleep thinking about soft bondage and ropes. I was so exhausted from running errands and taking care of my brats I didn’t hear the window smash or the footsteps up the stairs. I woke to being tied and men in black mask whispering to wake up you filthy whore! My mouth was gagged with a pair of my dirty panties from the hamper and the ropes were tight. I struggled and moans as my nightgown was pulled up and a butt plug was inserted dry into my ass. I couldn’t move I was tied to the headboard and the robbers were emptying my jewelry box and laughing at me. I was so angry and trying to kick as the belt on the biggest man came off and he started lashing my thighs and ass cheeks. This was bad as I started to moan from pleasure. His laughter as he let loose his long dick that was hard as a steel pole made me start crying. Behind my gag, I was begging him not to force fuck me. That didn’t stop him from spreading my pussy lips and taking my wet pussy, followed by his accomplices. The third man was coming inside of me as My panties were removed and I was forced to clean my pussy of another cock. I heard my oldest brat calling out for mommy and I knew this was going to get much, much worse.
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Soft bondage with my slave slut
My sweet little slave slut is so obsessed with being dominated and worked over by me. The more soft bondage and naughty antics that I inflict upon him, the harder his submissive little pee pee becomes. He’s al tied up in a pair of vibrating panties and a cock cage. I am squatting right over his slave cock & slave balls and urinating all up and down his pathetic slave body. He looks so much better when he is smothered in my delicious piss. Sweet little slave slut enjoys basking in my warm pee after I excrete it out of my slutty mistress cunt. He opens his mouth as wide as he possibly can and tastes it while it drains down his throat. I love making him drink down every fuckin drop of my bodily fluids, hehe.
Submissive sex chat with a slave pet
My master over heard me having some submissive sex chat with the other slave pets. I kept bragging about how so much better I was and how pain isn’t a problem for me. I have to say I have built up quite the tolerance. I didn’t expect him to get so angry with me. I assumed it wasn’t a big deal. I was wrong he felt belittled and was going to teach me a lesson. I will never be above him or his rules or the pain he inflicts on me. I am a slave pet and I have to be challenged with endless torture. I will never take for granted the amount of time my master spends on me and my body. I will learn to obey and never break the rules.
Since I was a chatty Cathy in front of everyone, I was going to get reprimanded like the slut I am. It was going to be a viewing party. The pain I felt from his whips and fist was enough to keep me from ever thinking I am strong. I was black and blue the next day and felt the pain radiate thru my body. My asshole was prolapsed and in pain for weeks.
My new trick
As part of my slave training master wanted me to squirt. I told him that I was a gusher I had never squirted before. This was like a challenge to him. He strapped me to his massage chair and brought out so many different vibrators I was shocked that he had such a spread. My clit was sore by the time he finally made me squirt. I really felt like i was pissing the stream was strong. This was my homework from him to learn how to control the stream. Many men have let me squirt all over their face in preparation for my date with master. When the day finally arrived and I could show him the stream went so far that I owe him a new pair of shoes now.
Bondage Chat: Kinky Shit is on Twitter
Bondage chat ties me up. Literally, ties me up. I met Marcus in bondage chat room. Actually, I discovered the chat room on Twitter. Even kinky fetish places have a social media presence. We agreed to meet up. I am always leery of meeting strangers. They aren’t always who they say they are, but since I have no official master anymore, I miss being tied up. Bondage makes me feel so vulnerable and helpless. I need that. I need to have control taken away from me. I am a piece of shit and anything that reinforces what I already know makes me wet. Marcus was great at tying knots. He did a stint in the Navy and learned how to make knots no one could get untied. As a bondage whore, I was thrilled to be tied up by someone who knew what the fuck he was doing. The problem was he didn’t want to untie me. I was in his place, which I almost never do. I usually meet someplace neutral or at my place, but I was jonesing to be some one’s slave. I thought he was a normal man who liked to tie up chicks. He loves to tie up women and leave them on his bed for a few days. I pissed his bed, even shit on his sheets. Two days tied up with no water and no food, no bathroom. I did get a few cum feedings, but that was it. He finally released me and was like we should do it again soon sometime. Hell no. I love being tied up, but I don’t like the humiliation of soiling myself. I miss my master. I had no idea it would be so hard to find a new owner.
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Problem slave training
My slave training started at a very young age and the fact that I was a problem only made the process even more difficult on me! I was constantly misbehaving and testing the waters with my parents to see what I could get away with. Eventually they became sick & tired and way past fed up with me so they decided to pimp me out to their monster big black cock friend. It’s quite obvious that I was a very naughty little girl because that was a pretty fuckin big punishment, to say the least! I was hog-tied with rope and forced to have a throbbing nigger dick shoved deep down my throat. I was squirming as I gagged and gasped for air. I loved being used for my fuck holes and my nasty submissive cunt. It felt so good to be so bad.