Master got mad because I didn’t jump fast enough when he called my name. He wants and wishes come first. It’s my job to make his life easy and pleasurable. When I anger him it’s his job to punish me. He said I can’t talk or eat for two whole days. He says the only thing coming and going in my mouth is his dick. My pussy gets wet when he’s cruel. When he uses a stern voice my panties get soaked. I know it’s supposed to be a punishment but I love sucking Master’s cock. I stroke him into my mouth and I can feel a heartbeat between my legs. I’ve even had orgasms just from sucking his dick. Being on my knees making Master happy is my greatest joy. I love looking up and seeing his grimace from sexual pleasure. I think I do things on purpose to anger him because I crave his punishments.
Tag: Submissive sex
Re-training a Submissive Whore
I love being a submissive whore. I wouldn’t have it any other way. I have dated men who weren’t into the BDSM lifestyle, and it never worked out. I crave a strong dominant man like you. I met a new guy at a fetish club I frequent last week. We have not gone out on dates, but I did visit his dungeon s. He wanted me to see it the next day after we met because he knew he had all the equipment I could want. I knew he wanted to break a bitch, so I acted like I was not as submissive as I really am. When I saw his BDSM equipment, I played like I was only a bondage whore and his equipment was too much for me. I knew that would piss him off and it did. He smacked my face and called me a cock tease. His hands were around my throat tightly and he started to choke me. He wanted me to tell him that I was his willing slave and to hurt me any way he wanted. My plan backfired because he was far more abusive and aggressive than I thought. He tossed me against the wall. I bit my lip hard enough to make it bleed. It was like he was a shark attracted to the scent of fresh blood. He came in towards me as I was on the ground trying to get my bearings. He licked the blood from my lips and shoved a long pony tail dildo up my ass. He had a leather collar that said “cunt” that he made me wear. He kept me as his submissive sex slave for days. I didn’t realize I needed broke in again, but I guess I did. According to him, a bitch like me is not submissive if she thinks she can play games and cock tease. Perhaps he was right. Maybe I need more breaking in.
Grits and Submission
Everyday I clean Master’s house from top to bottom. I dust, vacuum, and mop all day long until every surface is spotless. But today I forgot to clean underneath the sofa and Master was not happy. He put grits on the floor and made kneel on them. The grits were so painful to my knees. He pulled his cock out and I knew what he wanted, I put it in my mouth and started sucking. I thought if I sucked him off really good he would let me get up. But even after he came in my mouth he made me stay on those grits for another hour. When he finally allowed me to stand my knees were bloody and tears were running down my face. He taught me a lesson that I would never forget and from now on he won’t find a speck of dust anywhere. A clean house makes Master happy and I want to keep him happy.
I woke up like this
I must have drunk too much at the bar last night. I woke up tied and used when I awoke. I panicked and started to scream. I had no idea where the fuck I was. I just wanted some familiarity. I didn’t know how long I was like this and who did this to me. When I started to scream, I realized the person who was getting closer to me. It was one of my old clients. I had noticed he had an obsession with me and I put a restraining order on him. He would show up at my job and harass me. I guess he was seeking revenge on me and my body of course. I spend the whole weekend being his subby slut. I had to be his cock worshiping cunt. I was there for all his pleasure and was suppose to take all the pain I was being subjected to and not make a single sound. It was torture and hell.