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Erotic Bondage Stories Are A Crucial Part Of Slave Training

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“Kneel, slut. Now.”

 

The command hits me like a physical blow, and I drop instantly. My knees slam into the hardwood floor, my back straight, chest pushed out, and hands clasped firmly behind my ass. This is my default state. I don’t speak unless spoken to, and when I do, every sentence must start and end with the proper acknowledgment of my Master’s status.

 

“Yes, Master. I am ready for my instructions, Master,” I moan, keeping my eyes locked on his boots.

 

He reaches down, grabbing a handful of my hair and yanking my head back so I have to look up at him. “Remind me of the speech rules, Edith.”

 

“I am a mindless, fucking hole, Master. I only speak to praise you or beg for your cock, Master,” I gasp, my breath hitching.

 

He sneers, his thumb pressing hard into my cheek. “And your posture when you aren’t kneeling?”

 

“I must keep my legs parted and my back arched, Master. I am never to close my thighs or hide my pussy from your sight, Master.”

 

He lets go of my hair, letting my head snap forward. “Good. You’re starting to remember. Now, crawl over here and lick the dust off my shoes. Use your tongue, slut. I want to feel every wet swipe.”

 

I don’t hesitate. I drop my chest to the floor, crawling forward on all fours, my tits swinging. I press my face against the leather, my tongue darting out to lap at the soles of his boots. I can smell the street and the scent of his power, and it makes my pussy soak through my thin lace panties. I’m nothing but a tool for his pleasure, and the strictness of it makes me ache

A Submissive Whore responses well to brutal fucking

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore bitches don’t get respect, but we sure do get a lot of hardcore discipline. I don’t deserve a crumb of respect. Men know the moment I walk through the door, they could take me however they pleased – slap me, choke me, claim my mouth and pussy.

And spit in my stupid whore face!

I really got it bad this time. I thought I was dressed appropriately for my sister’s baby shower. Pencil skirt, white button-down shirt, simple and what I thought was conservative enough. I guess I was wrong because after we played a bunch of games, my sister’s husband pulled me upstairs and into the master bedroom.

“What the hell are you thinking, dressed like that at my baby shower?” I shrugged; I really was so caught off guard. He is usually really sweet to me, but this time he was super stern. I asked what made my outfit so bad, and that I could leave. He grabbed my waist and pulled me into him. I could feel it, hard and twitching.

He said my skirt looked painted on; it was so tight, and that my nipples were poking out of my blouse. Then he told me I looked like I was begging for it, and it pissed him off that I would tease him like that. I felt so bad. “I’m so sorry. I would never want to tease you. Please let me make it better.”

Yes, he is married to my sister, but he is still a man, a man with needs, and I was the one who did this to him. I need to make it better. I know my sister would understand; we’ve been groomed as submissive sluts since day one.

I unzipped my skirt and bent over the bed. I presented my pussy to him, and he took it. He was so rough with me. He pulled my hair and choked me out while he was slamming into me. I think I am the perfect one to take out all your frustrations on. He definitely did; that man let out all of his thanks to the Submissive sex I offered.

He didn’t just use my pussy, he fucked my ass too. I almost passed out when he stuck it in there. He made the anal fucking hurt as much as he could. He told me he wants to watch me struggle to walk around at the party.

Jacqueline Bends Over For Her Bare Bottom Spankings

bare bottom spankingsI took a deep breath to prepare for my bare bottom spankings. As I lean over the bed, presenting my rounded ass to you, I feel a thrill of anticipation course through me. My heart races and my breath catches in my throat as I spread my legs slightly wider apart, offering myself up for your pleasure. The coolness of the sheets against my bare skin sends shivers down my spine while the soft fabric caresses every curve of this perfect round bottom that’s about to be bared for your punishment.

I arch back ever so slightly, pushing out that enticing rear end towards you invitingly like an offer no one could refuse – it’s hard not to when faced with such temptation! With each passing moment spent in this position waiting on your command or instruction only serves to heighten both our excitement levels; yours from power and control while mine grows from submission and desire mixed together into one heady cocktail coursing through veins alike wine flowing freely between two lovers dancing their sensual tango under starlit skies above some faraway castle walls long ago forgotten by time itself…

When you finally give the command, I let out a soft gasp and clench my fists tightly by my sides. My heart is pounding in anticipation as your strong hands grasp me firmly around the waist before pulling down on my shorts briskly – revealing every inch of smooth skin beneath them. It’s exhilarating yet terrifying at once; knowing full well what comes next sends shivers up and down spine but also ignites something deep within me that craves punishment like an addict needs their fix…

With one swift motion, those beloved garments are pulled away leaving nothing between us except for our heated gazes locked onto each other across this intimate space we share now filled only with desire and need for dominance over submission – yours over mine which makes it all so much hotter! The cool air hits against bare flesh sending goosebumps racing along nerve endings previously untouched until now making every part feel alive again after years spent dormant under layers upon layers hiding from view just how beautiful they truly were meant to be seen without shame or regret ever clouding judgement anymore…

Torture Phone Sex Calls With Master Paul

Torture phone sexTorture phone sex calls always get my juices flowing, being an accomplice whore gets me so juicy wet, today we force fucked my young sisters pussy as mommy and daddy watched us molest her hairless pussy, I had the biggest strap on I could find, it happenes to be about thirteen inches long and I am shoving it deep in her tight hole, no lube or spit, just straight dick, ripping her pussy open, as she squeals like a pig, Mommy cries and begs us to stop, which only fuels the fire inside of me, Master Paul shoves his thick dick in moms mouth, gagging her, her eyes watering as she gobbles his dick down her whore throat. I tell him to fuck mommy’s throat harder.

Master Paul instructs me to shove my dildo in mother’s asshole, fuck her deep, make her shit on that dildo and suck it clean, be a good submissive accomplice for your Master, he says, and that’s just what I do. Who should we torture next? Maybe granny, fill her wrinkled pussy with cum and make mommy and daddy suck it all out; it feels good to be an accomplice instead of the victim this time. I could get used to this shit.

Desperate free use mommy slut Jessica

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I posted the ad as a dare to myself. As a stay at home mother for the last several years, I needed some excitement in my life. Fucking my desperate cunt with toys doesn’t make me cum like I need to. After a few too many glasses of wine, I convinced myself that this is what I needed.

The ad described me as a lonely, bored milf slut with fat tits and a hot, shaved cunt, looking for a good time.

That good time arrived in the form of two strange men who I allowed to tear my clothes off, tie me to my own dining table and force fuck every one of my holes.

They manhandled me, bound my wrists to the table legs and spread my thighs with a thick spreader bar. The vibrator pressing into my clit made my pussy wet and caused my whole body to tremble. Every time I moaned the men would tighten the ropes around my titties even tighter. My tits were deep purple, pulsing and aching but it felt so good!

One of the men snatched the vibrator away from my clit and pounded his thick shaft all the way into my drenched cunt. Pussy juice splashed and his balls bounced against me. The other man pulled my head back and stuffed his cock down my throat. He softly squeezed his hands around my neck, stroking his cock through my throat as he fucked my face.

The men emptied load after load into my mouth and cunt, switching places after every cum shot. I counted a total of eight jizz loads before they left me there. I was stretched, dripping and still tied up to my family dinner table.

Completely used up and worn out, I couldn’t help but to fantasize about being used by even more men next time.

 

Golden Showers Phone Sex is the nasty fun I’m looking for!

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Golden Showers Phone Sex is the nasty fun I’m looking for!

I adore a man who loves to get down and dirty with me, where anything goes!

I want you to lie down, and I’ll stand over your face.

I’ll squat down, move my panties to the side, and pee all over you.

In your mouth and watch it overflow down your body.

You better keep your mouth and eyes wide open!

I want you to drink every last drop of piss I have inside me.

Swallow it like a good little piss servant.

You pathetic men deserve to be covered in my piss and shit; that’s how worthless you are to me.

I’ll drink a gallon of water if it means I can make you drown in my piss!

You’re lucky it’s just pee right now …

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Erotic bondage stories the art of his choking makes my cunt drip

Erotic bondage stories, there is nothing more satisfying than the second Master Beast’s powerful hands clamp around my throat. I’m his cock-hungry little slut, and the art of his choking is the purest way I get off. He pins me down, knees spreading my thighs wide, his massive cock already hard and leaking against my dripping cunt. Those big hands lock around my neck thumbs pressing hard on either side of my windpipe, fingers digging into the sides. Air vanishes. My eyes roll back. My pussy clenches so hard it aches. The pressure is perfect just enough to make my vision sparkle black at the edges while my clit throbs like a second heartbeat. I gurgle and twitch under him, hips humping desperately at nothing. Spit runs down my chin. My nipples are hard. Every vein in my body screams. He growls, take it, whore, and fucks into me in long, brutal strokes while he chokes me. The dual sensation wrecks me cock stretching my soaked cunt, hands owning my breath. I can’t moan. I can’t beg. All I can do is drool and cream all over his shaft as the oxygen starvation turns every thrust into pure lightning. Just when my lungs burn and my body starts to go limp, he loosens his grip. I suck in a ragged, screaming gasp and that first rush of air detonates me. I squirt hard, gushing around his cock, convulsing, eyes streaming, totally broken. He keeps fucking me through it, choking me again the second I start to come down, forcing orgasm after ruined orgasm out of my ruined hole until I’m a shaking, drooling mess of bruises and cum. This is how a true submissive cums throat owned, cunt stuffed, mind blank, completely owned by her Master Beast.erotic bondage stories

Golden showers phone sex with Jessica the sub slut

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Men love to use sub sluts like me in disgusting and humiliating ways. My last John had me meet him at this sleazy motel known for all the sketchy shit that happens there. He told me that he wanted a toilet slut and I happily obliged.

The room was just as dirty and creepy as the guy that I was hooking up with but money is money, right?

I looked up at him and leaned back with my thirsty mouth open, ready to catch his hot, golden liquid. The warm stream flowed straight into my mouth, filling it all the way up. I tried to gulp it down but it splashed out, dripping down my chin and soaking my tits. When he was finished, I leaned forward and took the head of his cock in my mouth. I suckled the last few drops of his piss and then looked up at him, thirsty for more.

He turned around and let me spread his ass cheeks apart. My tongue ran right up his crack and swirled around his sweaty asshole. I felt it flare open and the hot log of shit came forcing its way out and into my mouth. After catching all that I could in my mouth and chewing it up, I leaned back and let the rest fall to my chest.

I smeared the hot shit all over my tits and let him lick it from my nipples while he was jacking his hard dick. He scooped up a handful, smeared it all over his cock and then rammed his dick deep into my ass.

I sucked the leftover shit from his fingers while he drilled my asshole as deep as he could. After catching his cream load, I squatted over him and pushed it all out onto his chest. We spent the rest of the night rolling around in a puddle of piss, shit, sweat and cum. We fucked in every position imaginable and destroyed that already filthy motel bed.

I’m such a disgusting slut…

Submissive Sex Slave Training: Human Urinal Day

 

 

submissive sex The final lesson of the day. He stood over me while I lay on the bathroom floor, my jaw locked open, my head tilted back. I was no longer a woman; I was a piece of plumbing.

 

“Time to empty the tank, you disgusting sow,” he mocked.

 

I felt the first hot spray of urine hitting the back of my throat. I squeezed my eyes shut, gagging as the salty, warm liquid filled my mouth. He didn’t stop, continuing to piss directly down my gullet, forcing me to swallow in rhythmic gulps just to keep from drowning.

 

“Drink it up,” he sneered, the sound of the stream splashing against my tongue. “This is all you deserve. You’re not a person, Edith. You’re a fucking urinal. A place for me to dump my waste.”

 

He finished with a few final drops, leaving me drenched and smelling of ammonia. As he zipped up, he kicked me lightly in the ribs.

 

“Clean the floor with your tongue, then get back in your kennel. I might decide to use you again tomorrow if you’re a good little toilet.”

 

I stayed there, tasting his piss, completely erased, existing only to serve his every whim.

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Daddy’s cock is still twitching when he yanks me up by the belt around my neck. “Get that black ass over the couch, bitch. I’m not done using you.”

I scramble to obey, bending over the back of the couch with my legs spread wide. My pussy is dripping down my thighs, but he doesn’t even look at it. He spits once on my asshole and rams his thick white cock straight inside. I cry out as he stretches me open with one brutal thrust, no warning, no mercy.

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“Fuck, that’s a tight nigger shithole,” he growls, gripping my hips hard. He starts pounding me like he’s trying to break something, each slam of his hips driving his cock deeper into my guts. The couch scrapes across the floor with every thrust. My ass jiggles and claps around him while he uses me like a cheap fucktoy.

“Take that white dick, you filthy black cumdump,” he snarls, spanking my ass hard enough to leave handprints. I push back, moaning like the obedient whore I am, letting him wreck my hole to fix his bad day. My pussy keeps leaking down my legs, untouched, ignored, just the way I like it.

He reaches under and grabs my tits, squeezing them rough while he rails my ass even harder. “This is what you’re for, girl. Black holes for white cock whenever Daddy needs to blow off steam.”

I whimper and nod, voice shaking. “Yes, Daddy. Use my nigger ass. Fuck it raw.”

He slams in balls-deep one last time and stays buried, grinding against me while he catches his breath. My stretched hole pulses around his cock, sore and used, exactly how he wants it.