Most 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….
Tag: Submissive sex
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.
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!
Bondage Whore
I’ve been through so many Mistresses and Masters that at this point I am what my current Master classifies as the most obedient little slut he has ever had. But he has to sell me to someone else, I am not really sure why, but I know that soon I will be standing in a room naked and surrounded by more men and women than I can imagine. There will be other girls like me there too, all of us teen sex slaves and the best of the best of course. Looks like tonight is going to be an auction and if I want the best master and or mistress of all I better put on my finest show. I need to show them that I am the best submissive slut and very obedient to do whatever they want me to do. Most teen sex slaves will do most things but they aren’t true sex slaves unless they have no limits like I do. I want to be treated like I deserve and will eagerly accept any order and punishment given to me. I encourage you to share me with your friends, nothing is better than being fucked by more cocks than I can count, and getting a chance to taste all of their cum sliding down my throat. I show them all what a nasty enthusiastic slave I am by sucking two huge cocks at a time till they cum all over my pretty face. My master told me I wear this look well and this is how I should keep my face almost always to prove my loyalty. Now it’s time to start the bidding, I wonder who my new master or mistress will be? I’m so excited I could cum, but I know I am not allowed to just yet…