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Bare Bottom Spankings for a Stupid Submissive Whore

bare bottom spankingsBare bottom spankings are for pleasure and pain. Sometimes a woman just needs a firm hand on her ass. Sometimes a man just wants a bare ass on his firm hand. My boss certainly loves to whack my ass several times a day. Spankings are just for fun, but canning is for when I fuck up. I do my best to follow his instructions down to the letter, but I am a stupid cunt, so sometimes I fuck up. Today was one such occasion. My offense? I misspelled a word in a memo. I normally spell check, but I got distracted by the phone. It was too late by the time I realized my mistake; I had already printed the memo.

He came into my office with a long, ominous looking stick. I felt my body tingle in a mixture of fear and excitement in anticipation of getting my ass whooped. Master can be so brutal on my ass that I need medical attention. One time last year, he used a cat of nine tails on my bare bottom so hard I had gashes that required stitches. My offense then was spilling a glass of water on his oak desk. I know my place. I got up from my desk without a word. Slipped my dress off exposing my perfectly round ass , framed by a garter belt to my Master. “You are such a good submissive whore Bernice, too bad you are a stupid bitch sometimes,” he said as he laid the first whack of the stick against my ass. He bestowed repeated blows to my exposed ass until I was crying in pain and my ass was red and blistered.

submissive whoreHe sent me back to my desk, but it was difficult to sit. I had to retype the memo of course. As extra punishment, I had to type while sucking his dick. If I made a mistake, then he pissed down my throat. Do you know how hard it is to see a computer screen with a 9 inch cock down your throat? I typed the memo, but not before swallowing a few rounds of the boss’s piss first. How would you punish me, sir?

Always a BDSM Slut

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I remember the way I grew up – a total submissive slut. My parents wanted me to be there little fuck toy and used me to advertise/sell/make money. Any way they could find. Even sharing with friends… I was used over and over again. My cunt is still tight, just like a lil teen pussy that is begging to be fucked. That’s what my master is doing to me currently. Renting me out to all his friends, watching as I get roughly gangbanged. He loves to see me all bound up and helpless to what is happening to me. He knows that I secretly love it too. It was afterall exactly how I was raised and what I was raised for. I know he’ll be using me to advertise his store in no time too… I’ll be the product of sex. That’s how he reels everyone in. My tight teen body and a bald cunt that needs to be abused and used. He literally advertises that…I’m part of a deal. A kinda buy one get one free kinda thing. His subby slut just can’t say no! No matter how bad they treat me I take it like a greedy whore.

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I am a whore that is told what to do and how to do it. If my master says to bend over I must do so and reply yes master I am a dumb bitch, thank you master! When I am bent over I must take any punishment master gives me since I am a nasty fucken whore that deserves to be fucked in the ass hole. He likes to torture my nasty ass cunt hole. He loves shoving things inside of me. He loves seeing how deep he can cram things inside of me. As I begin to scream in pain as he stretches my loose ass cunt hole open- my master hits me in the face with a belt.” You stupid fucken whore why do you cry, you were made to be a little fuck whore you stupid ass cunt!” He makes my ass hole and cunt bleed from forcing objects in me as deep as he can. When my holes are gaping open he then pulls down his pants and says to suck his cock since I’m just a stupid fucken slut that just eats dick to survive! So I begin to suck his cock as he forces his hands down my head. He chokes me as I gasp for air. Smacking me across my face- he tells me that I am a great whore. He holds my head as his cock penetrates my throat making me throw up all over his dick. He punches me in the face making me wish I hadn’t thrown up! He yells ” you stupid fucken slut how dare you vomit on me! Eat your vomit as punishment!” He then grabs my head forcing it to the ground as he forces me to eat all my puke. As I try eating what I threw up I am quickly reminded that whores are made to be fucked and to get their holes stretched and gapped open. I worship his cock and ask for forgiveness. He laughs as he chains my hands and ankles down.

My Introduction To BDSM

submissive whore LeahMost people in the lifestyle choose to enter into it.
Safe words are put in place, limits are established, boundaries are respected.
My first taste of the lifestyle wasn’t exactly that, a taste.
It was more like a force feeding…
Shortly after the spanking incident I was walking home from the bar. I stupidly declined my friend’s offer to go with me, so that’s exactly why the men in the black van were able to grab me off of the street.
One minute I’m getting jump tackled and knocked out, then I wake up in a creepy warehouse with the lights off.
I’m tied up, but still in my dress. My panties are missing, but I feel fine. My arms and legs are trussed up like a thanksgiving turkey and I have no hope of moving by myself.
The lights go on, and to my left I see a group of women wearing latex body suits all tied to support beams. Various parts are naked and on display, so vulnerable looking..
A large group of men walk in, carrying an array of whips, paddles, knives, and…. candles?
They walk past me to the bound women, untying each one and throwing them to the floor.
They unzip their pants and piss all over the women, jeering at them and letting them know that this is all they’re good for.
Then they drag the women to a set of metal tables I hadn’t noticed before, shackling them to the tables and cutting open the suits in certain places.
One of them grabbed me and threw me onto a chair, leaving the gag on my mouth but taping my eyelids open.
They start on the women with the riding crops, slowly whipping their tits until their nipples begin to swell and bleed before moving south to their pussy lips.
Surprisingly, the screams aren’t really screams…
They use the thin twine to string up their breasts, pulling until the skin begins to go near blue.
The candles are lit and the wax is used to burn trails of pain down already abused flesh.
So that’s what they were for…
moans and sighs fill the air, confusing the hell out of me, but even I can’t deny how fucking turned on I am by the show.
The knives carve pretty patterns into creamy skin, slicing through latex. Red on black set on a pale canvas, such beautiful artwork.
The men all look at me, apparently it’s my turn….

Submissive Whore

submissive whore robyn2Master was at work when the phone rang.
“Hello”
“Are you being a good little submissive whore today?” His deep voice reverberated through the line.
Instantly I became wet, my throat dry and my hands began to shake.
“Yes Master”
“Go get the dried beans out of the cupboard and pour the bag on the floor in a pile.”
“Yes Master”
“Now go get your nipple claps and the cat o nine tails”
“Yes Master”
“Take off all your clothes except your panties and kneel on the dry beans”
“Yes Master”
“Put your nipple clamps on and tighten them down”
“Yes Master”
“Now whip your tits with the cat o nine tails”
“Yes Master”
“Harder I want to see the whelps when I get home. No touching that wet pussy”
“Yes Master”
“Now your back. Harder”
“Yes Master”
“Now your wet pussy. Harder. Harder”
I could hear him cumming on his end of the phone but I dared not let him hear me. His lunch is over. He will check me for whelps when he gets home.

Submissive Whore: Bo is Here to Serve

In response to my online ad I found a new Master to play with and it certainly was a promising encounter. I was lured into an back alley hidden club beneath a bunch of shops in China Town. It was exciting and frightening at the same time and that really turned me on.

Disclosing the code word for that night I was led into a labyrinth of halls that finally led into a lusciously decorated Fetish club. My new Master eagerly greeted me as he and his female partner checked me out both visually and physically. They continued to share their approval and then led me to a private table with a cocktail already awaiting me.

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I’m not sure what happened after that point until I came to in this small apartment bound to a bed. I was gagged and stripped and could tell I had been used hard. I felt sticky and the bed around me was wet. I could smell the urine and cum and realized I was drugged up and they used me as they wished. I must have taken a lot of cock from how sore my ass and cunt were.  It takes some hard core use and abuse to make me that fucking wet, and I was gushing in anticipation for more. Only, I want to be awake!

Stupid Whore

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My master is upset about my cold nipples still and has been on a rampage, waiting for me to fuck up so he can punish me again. I didn’t think about it and wore an all-white dress with no bra again and it stormed super hard. I got soaked and everyone could see my body and my pierced nipples. My master was livid and ready to tie me up for more torture and less pleasure. He told me that a breeding whore such as my self needs to keep my body to myself and master and only master’s friends. He called me a slut and a whore and smacked my face with his hand and then his cock. I was suddenly gagging on his dick and he was holding my head down all the way to the base. He pushed me into the bathroom and ordered me to take off my clothes as he set the water to boiling. I was tied up under the steaming water as he was ready to do all types of punishing things to me.

I Needed To Be Punished

submissive whore robyn1When Joel came home he knew with out asking that I had been a bad whore.
When I gave him the package the UPS driver had brought for him he REALLY knew. I couldn’t lie when he asked me if I had been a bad slut. I had to tell him that I sucked the balls off the sexy UPS driver. I couldn’t help it he was so fucking sexy in his brown uniform.
Joel told me I would have to be punished. I knew that was cumming and my cunt was already wet with anticipation.
First he made me go get the smallest vibrator i had. He knows I like the big one but I had been a bad whore and needed to be punished so all I got was the little tiny one.
He made me put on nothing but my nylons and lay on the bed. Pulling them down a little bit he had me put just the tip of the vibrator in my ass and turn it on.
He knew that would just tease me and make me want more. But that was part of the punishment.
When I couldn’t stand it any more he made me shove it all the way in and pull my nylons up before he spanked my ass till I was crying and begging for mercy.
All while having to admit what a bad little slut I had been and how I deserved to be punished.
My punishment wasn’t slow and included nipple clamps and pain and more begging.
Eventually I can convince Joel that I will be a good girl and he lets me cum. But we both know that I will fuck up again and have to be punished like the submissive whore that I am

Bare Bottom Spankings With A New Master

bare bottom spankings robynMy old Master got tiered of me and sold me to a new Master.
This one is so different and it is taking some getting used to.
He isn’t a mean Master and yet I still must be submissive, just in a different way.
he comes home from work and I know to stand immediately and greet him with a smile, but I no longer have to avert my eyes or flinch when he moves. He only administers bare bottom spankings when I forget my place.
I greet him by asking how his day was as I scurry to fix our meal. I must serve him first and then ask permission to sit and eat. But I get to eat next to him at the table, not off the floor out of a dog bowl.
I must always call him “Sir” not “Master”.
He doesn’t fuck me hard and rough but he does like to face fuck me without reserve. The first time he did I chocked a little and received the first of the few bare bottom spankings I have received since becoming his.
I am still getting to know him and what he likes but I am a good girl and learn quickly. I know I will be serving him well.

My New Master

Submissive Whore Leah (1)As a Fuck toy, I don’t have choices in where I sleep at night.
One night I’ll be in someone’s bed getting my whore mouth fucked, the next I’ll be strapped to a concrete slab in some warehouse with the ropes wrapped so tight that I can feel my nipples going numb.
I can have any one of my wet holes filled with anything imaginable, and some unbelievable, at any given time, and it almost always hurts.
I rarely have a say in anything.
But the pain makes it all worth it, that rush when skin finally breaks and blood oozes, when flesh gets torn off of bone.
That’s how I end up spending the night with Him.
I showed up to his hotel room, he was traveling for work and lonely.
Lonely probably isn’t the right word, more like horny.
Happily married, well employed, a man content with his life, almost.
He had a secret, and I wouldn’t be in his hotel room if he didn’t need to fulfill that particular need.
He surprised me right away, he actually said hello to me, asked me how I was doing. He even took my coat off and asked if I needed anything, not the usual way that a Master would treat their property.
It made me uncomfortable, and he saw that right away. His personality shifted immediately as he glared at me and grabbed my hair, kissing me so hard that his teeth broke my bottom lip open.
I could feel my slit leak as he sucked my blood in his mouth and tore off my shirt and bra.
He shoved me to the floor and told me that he didn’t approve of the slutty way that I dressed, which confused me even more. I was wearing a thin halter top and a leather mini skirt so short that my ass cheeks hung out.
Don’t all Masters like slaves wearing as little clothing as possible?
He sat back on the bed and took off his belt, unzipping his pants to pull out a thick monster cock, rock solid and already leaking precum.
I wanted to suck that meat stick more than anything else in the world, but I may be a worthless whore but I’m not an idiot.
I sat on the floor until he gave me permission to crawl to him.
Once I got to his feet he dragged me over his lap and pulled off my skirt, then started cracking that belt over my entire ass, whipping it raw and bleeding until he moved on to my thighs, going all the way down to my knees.
I’m all drool and tears when he finally changes the belt for his bare hand, which is gently caressing my bloody bum. He makes me count out twenty very hard swats to my already abused ass before he is finally satisfied.
Then he flips me over and does the one thing that I was not expecting.
He holds me in his arms, firm cock pressing into my crack, and he tells me that he doesn’t like for his toys to show other men what belongs to him.
He strokes my hair and tells me what a good little slave I have been, then he tells me I can call him Paul.
I have had a lot of Masters, but only one of them lets me call him Paul.
The rest of the night was a gentle bliss filled blur.