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Bondage whore begs to suffer for Master’s cum

Bondage whoreBondage whore for the whole office is now my official position. It all started when that catty colleague of mine got jealous of all the attention I received. I never did anything to her. I have this certain, je ne sais quoi that draws people in. But she found out about my secret life and decided to expose me to the whole office, just to make herself feel better. And now, I’m the whore that everyone, including the big boss, loves to torture.
Now, I’m the office’s favorite plaything. Even the guys who used to give me weird looks are lining up to tie me up and have their way with me. The boss is a wild man; he’s not just content with using me for a quick fuck. No, he takes his time, making sure I’m thoroughly debased and broken before he even enters me. He stuck the most enormous butt plug I’ve ever seen, and hours later, made the whole office watch me suck it.
That wasn’t the end of his fun either. He ordered every guy in the office to fuck my ass and shoot cum inside me. It was after like 20 guys shot their loads into me that he fucked me so hard all that cum was splashing everywhere. It was such a fucking mess, I never had to suck so much cum off a cock before. But that’s my job now, and I’ll be the best Submissive slut there is.

Submissive Whore Is The Best Kneeling Before Her Master

Trembling as I stepped into the Dungeon and understanding that as a Submissive Whore I was going to be used. First I noticed the air, thick with the scent of leather, steel, and something else—something primal that made my pussy clench involuntarily. My dominant days were me pleasuring over the power and control of subs -now – the roles are changed.

Consequently, this is my first experience were I will feel the exquisite agony – and pleasure- of total submission. The dungeon was cold, the stone floor beneath my bare feet, a shock to my system. Upon arrival I was instructed, naked except for the pair of stiletto heels. Ultimately emphasizing my vulnerability.

Now anticipation has my breath in shallow pants, and my nipples already hard with anticipation. Subsequently I had sought out Master Darius for months, hearing whispers of his sadistic prowess. And his ability to push a submissive beyond their limits. To obtain a realm of pleasure one hadn’t known existed.

“Kneel.” Was Spoken and Like a Submissive Whore, I obeyed

This first command echoed off the stone walls, and Eliana immediately dropped to her knees, her head bowing submissively. Having been trained well this is my truth, my deepest desire.

“Look at me, submissive.”

“You asked to be my submissive,” he said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through her body. “You said you crave the pain and the pleasure of my domination. Is that still true?”

“Yes, Master,” I whispered, my voice barely audible.

“Louder,” he demanded. “I didn’t hear you.”

“Yes, Master!” this time with conviction.

“Good. Stand up.”

Now I rose to my feet, my body trembling with excitement and fear. I have no idea what he had planned, what tortures he would subject me to, and that uncertainty was part of the thrill.

“Turn around,” he commanded.

As instructed I turned slowly, presenting my back to him. He approached from behind, his fingers tracing the line of my spine, sending shivers through my entire body. His touch was both gentle and possessive, and I melted into it, despite my knees shaking with anticipation.

“You have a beautiful body, Eliana. Perfect for pain and pleasure,” he murmured, his voice right next to my ear. “And you’re already wet, aren’t you?” His fingers trailed lower, dancing over my ass cheeks before sliding between my legs. “Fuck, you’re drenched,” he growled, his fingers becoming slippery with my arousal. “You get off on this, don’t you? You get off on the thought of me hurting you, of me owning you.”

This is only the beginning…. a scene for us to explore…

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Submissive Whore Jacqueline Loves Being Bound and Gagged

submissive whoreAs I stand there as a submissive whore, blindfolded and bound tightly with ropes that cut into my skin, I can feel the anticipation building within me. The air around me is thick with lust and desire, making it clear that whoever has tied me up plans on using me in the most depraved ways possible.

The sound of footsteps approaching sends shivers down my spine; they’re purposeful yet playful, like a predator toying with its prey. Suddenly, a warm hand traces along the contours of my body before teasingly brushing against my sensitive nipples. My breath hitches as I try to guess who could be doing this to me.

“Mmmm,” you moan softly against my ear as your fingers continue their exploration southward towards my aching core. “You’re so fucking ready for this.” Your voice is deep and commanding yet laced with an undercurrent of affection that makes me tremble even more intensely beneath your touch.

Without warning, something hard and unyielding presses against my ass cheeks – it must be your cock! You chuckle darkly before roughly pushing two fingers inside of me instead; they stretch me open mercilessly but also send waves upon waves of pleasure coursing through every inch of my being because I know what comes nextyour massive cock filling every hole available on this slutty little submissive bitch!

And then you do it – you position yourself at my entrance and slowly push forward until I feel the head of your cock pressing against mine signaling our imp ending union. The sensation is both exhilarating and terrifying as I brace myself for the inevitable penetration.

“You’re mine now,” you growl possessively, pulling back slightly before slamming your hips forward with enough force to make me gasp aloud at the sudden intrusion. Your cock stretches me wider than I ever thought possible, filling me up completely and leaving no room for air or anything else but pure blissful agony coursing through my veins as you begin an unrelenting pounding motion inside of me that makes every nerve ending tingle with anticipation for more punishment from this masterful lover who has complete control over my body (and soul?).

As time passes, our rhythm becomes increasingly frenzied; each thrust sends shockwaves throughout our bodies while moans escape our lips unbidden by either one of us as we lose ourselves in this primal act of passion and domination playing out before us under cover darkness…

Bondage whore Jessica

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Does Master need a bondage whore to pound his stiff dick in and empty his balls into all night? My hot cunt is dripping from all of the teasing I’ve taken. I can’t wait until you’re railing me and fucking my brains out! Sub slut Jessica is what they call me and I’m all yours. I would describe myself as having no limits but I’ve never had a choice. From the time I learned to talk I was an owed and well worn set of cum holes. I can’t recall a time in my life where I wasn’t being tied up on a regular basis and used like some kind of cum bucket, fuck doll. Daddy got a taste of my pussy and it’s all he wanted for years. He would fuck me for hours sometimes until my tiny cunt was so swollen that it was gripping his cock and he could barely slide in and out. That didn’t stop him from slamming his fat, pulsing dick even harder into my little cunnie and then laughing when I cried out in pain. He was too turned on by my tiny body to stop and never gave a shit if I cried. By the time my tits grew in I was too old for Daddy to want anymore but since he had trained me so well, he had no problem selling me off to another Master. For years I spent every single day and night, on my knees at his feet, obeying every command no matter how kinky or disgusting. You can fuck my holes, blow your cum shots across my whore face and then cover me in piss and shit and I will happily ask if there is any other way you would like me to serve you. Are you ready to own and use me as your filthy, freaky submissive?

 

 

Masters little bondage whore


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Already covered in loads of spit and cum dripping down my skanky holes, being a nasty bondage whore. Choking on all their fat sloppy dicks, while my wet fuck holes were getting fucking railed.

Unable to squirm around my slutty skank holes were throbbing, getting gaped wide fucking open. Leaving my holes open for the dirty stick cum to fill up. Just for another fuck rod to slide into cock greedy fuck holes. Pinned on the slippery mat with all kinds of juices underneath me, splashing my squirt all over.

Being an filthy glory hole slut, for any hard cock that needed to bust a fat load. Begging for each one to cover me inside and out with all the cum I can get please I just need more cum I’m so hot and horny my tight sloppy wet pussy needs it.

Sometimes I Must Help Other Men with Slave Training

slave trainingSlave training of new pets I assist men with sometimes. Master appears to be the only one in his friend circle with a constant slave. I don’t think all Master’s friends combined have owned a slave as long as master has owned me. But I believe that’s because master seems practical. Yes, I am younger than him. But he met me in a different time before modern technology really took off. Cell phones existed, the Internet existed, but when we met nobody owned a smart phone and a few people owned computers.

Master’s friends always try to go for the new shiny young girl. Perhaps it makes them feel young again. But master never traded me in for a younger model. We aged together. But Master’s friends go after coeds who just pretend to be submissive to get their bills paid. So those types of slaves never last long because they’re not lifestyle submissives.

I help train these girls. But a submissive whore is born, not made. Sure, you can mold her into a better slave, but if it’s not her lifestyle or mentality, she will never commit to her master like I do. Although I always want to help master when he makes a request, I do believe trying to train women who are not truly submissive is silly. But I do as I’m told.

Old School Slaves Like Me Seem More Rare By the Day

So, over the weekend I met master and his friend and the young coed slave at the BDSM club to begin some training. When left alone with this girl, I asked her about her motives. She got rude with me and very disrespectful. She’s clearly out for a paycheck not service to a superior dominant man. So, I knew in that brief exchange with her I would enjoy breaking her in for her new master. Sometimes, I become annoyed at these younger girls who never seem fully committed to a man they agreed to service.

As a slave, you must commit your mind, body, and soul to your master. And you do what you’re told because you serve as the slave. You don’t hedge your bets, milk somebody’s wallet and pretend. You truly offer up your entire body and mind to this man for his pleasure. So, to give her a taste for what she might experience with her new master, I paddled the shit out of her ass. I did not intend to break the bitch. But to make her realize what the life of a submissive slut really entails.

Some Women Just Pose as Subs to Get You to Pay Their Bills

I flogged her and I pegged her. Plus, I used nipple clamps and weights on her clit and her tits. And I gave her a lot of spankings and slaps. Even pulled her hair too. This bitch needed a wakeup call. And I told her that what I did was a sliver of what to expect as a full-time slave to master John. Within an hour of me spanking and flogging her and using BDSM equipment on her tiny body she fled the building crying, saying she’s not really a slave. I knew it.

And although I thought I did master and his friend a solid by weeding out the week, neither of them seemed happy that I scared her away. So, they turned their focus on me. And now I can’t sit straight. One ass cheek feels so battered it hurts to touch it. They choked me and slapped me and fucked me hard in the ass. Spit on me, choked me some more and degraded me. I guess that’s what I get for trying to help. I just wanted that bitch to understand what she signed up for. But instead, I got punished. Perhaps, the next time I’m asked to help I’m just going to do what I’m told.

Song of A Sultry and Obedient Submissive

Cadence and Tone Speak Leaps and Bounds During BDSM Phone Sex Calls. Sultry Subby Little Vixens Know just what to do and say to please you and your cock. Instant Gratification led by Due process of a submissive sexual Nature. I pay Homage to one of My Dominants. He is deserving of so much appreciation.

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You Pull me close just to push me down, Your Touch is stern and your voice is proud

The way you make me feel on my knees, Your cock’s the only thing I want to please

I slurp you up and swallow you whole, Do my best to steal your Soul

I live for you to do your worst, Your cum is what will quench my thirst

One Small taste and I’m Hooked on you, Punish me cause it’s what you do

Free my sex and fuel my mind, Handprints splayed on my behind

Your hands are strong grabbing my skin, Your thrusts are hard as you delve in

Inch By inch you own me more, A dream girl your submissive whore

Obedient in all ways asked, Precision Formed with every Task

I won’t say no, I want the burn,  Every Scar a lesson learned

Control Me, Break me, make it hurt, I’ll hide the bruises ‘neath my skirt

Collared Fuck Doll sweet and Sad, Melancholy Trophy that you’ve had

Her you’ve owned and her you need, Sultry Cries and Guilt filled Pleads

Submissive cunt that craves your touch, Mascara tears and whimpers much

Make Me Cry and Make Me Pine, Hear me long and beg and whine

As You Round Your Sweet Release, Your Good Girl Does Just As You Please

Thanks are Given Mouth, Cunt and Ass, Shattered thoughts Like Broken Glass

On My Knees Just For My Master, Lust Drawn in our Beautiful Disaster.

 

Submissive Whore Gracie

Submissive Whore has a dirty little secret that I’m sure you are dying to know. I have this amazing submissive fantasy where my hot as hell girlfriend fucks me really good with a big black strap-on. I know that doesn’t sound too crazy, but I’d also want my cuck ass hottie boyfriend to watch.Submissive Whore

I want him to see how to really fuck me good. I’d like to make fun of him because I don’t even need a real man to make me cum. How embarrassing for you. I’d love to tie him to a chair and force him to watch how to really make me scream, since I know he can’t on his own. Poor boy is so helpless when it comes to fucking.

Leave it to a woman to teach a man how to please another woman. But I have full faith that I’d have a perfect little fucking machine by the time we are done with our little ‘demonstration’.

Pissing Phone Sex for The Best Toilet Queen of Pleasure

As a Submissive Pissing phone sex intrigued me greatly. The feeling of surrendering control, of being used and degraded for another’s pleasure, it’s like a drug to me. I crave it, need it, can’t get enough. That’s why, when I saw the Craigslist ad for a “human toilet” at the ritzy St. Regis hotel downtown, I knew I had to apply.

Starting with the interview, a blur of intense questions and degrading tasks. In fact I was made to strip, to crawl, to address the interviewer as “Master.” By the end, my body was trembling with anticipation and my pussy was dripping wet. I was hired on the spot.

My first shift arrived, and I made my way to the hotel’s exclusive “Golden Suite of Pissing Phone Sex”

Now kneeling beside the porcelain throne, naked and shivering with excitement. First off  I had been given strict instructions: I was to remain kneeling at all times, unless told otherwise. Also, I am not to speak unless spoken to. And most importantly, I was to be ready and willing to receive any and all fluids my clients chose to give me.

The first client arrived shortly after. He was a middle-aged man in a expensive suit, with a cruel smile playing at his lips. He approached me, unzipping his pants to reveal his already hard cock.

“Open your mouth, slut,” he commanded. I obeyed, parting my lips to accept his length. Starting with fucking my face. Pure brutal intensity. I gagged and choked, tears streaming down my face, but I didn’t dare pull away.

After several minutes, he pulled out, his cock slick with my saliva. “Now, present yourself,” he growled. I crawled over to the toilet and knelt before it, spreading my legs wide. He stepped behind me, his cock poised at my entrance.

Then I was commanded to “Beg for it,” he demanded. As I did, pleading and whimpering, promising to be his perfect little toilet. Finally, grunting, he plunged into me, his cock filling me completely. Now He is fucking me hard and fast, using me like a mere receptacle for his pleasure.

When he was ready, he pulled out and aimed his cock at my face. In the end I got the “Open your mouth, whore,” he snapped. Once I did, he came. That final explosion of his hot, sticky seed filled my mouth. I swallowed it all, every drop, just as I had been trained for bukkake phone sex.

Pissing phone sex

 

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies From the Mind of a Subby Slut

Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

I think Every Submissive woman deep down has some sort of rape phone sex fantasies. Rape fantasies are the ultimate release of control. Giving it up against your will. Your Body betraying you for pleasure that you don’t consent too. Some Hard Phallus forcing its way into your most sacred part. A Part of you that you guarded at a time, because it was special and you didn’t give it to just anyone, or maybe you’re like me, and you did…. Here’s one of my Rape Fantasies.

He had been watching me for some time. I knew he would be in the club while I was dancing.  Watching my sexy strip teases, and how I would trick on the pole, spreading my legs wide while I gripped with one arm, and did a suicide flip almost crashing at the bottom. I would pop my pussy and ass on all fours, twerking my cheeks. Hypnotizing the guys that were there to see me feature.

When I would walk out to my car after a night of dancing at the strip club, he would watch me walk out. I knew he was a client, But I never knew what he drove, I never even knew what he looked like. Until one night when I was leaving a car was parked by my truck. As I was trying to get in, the passenger door of the car beside me opened and I was pulled in.

I didn’t scream, I knew to be calm

We drove and he talked. He spoke about watching my ass and pussy grind on other men. The songs I picked to feature stage dance with, were all his favorite. How I fucked them with clothes on right in front of him. How could I do that when he cared about me so much?  He told me how I had never paid him any mind, and I was always so busy with other dances every night when he came in. He said how he had money ready so many times but I would always go to someone else and never to him. This time he would make sure he got his time with me. I owed it to him.

He drove me down a long dirt path about 30 minutes out. Climbed on top of me in the front seat and started kissing me forcefully. His hands groping and grabbing my tits, my pussy and my ass. I didn’t fight him, scared of what could happen. He got so angry because I wouldn’t kiss him back. He assaulted me, pulling my neon green G-string to the side, and shoving his cock inside me deep and hard. Humping and hips pumping, thrashing his member inside me. Attacking me like I’m the drug he is addicted to.

I’ve never been one to take birth control…

Not being able to help it. Scared and Electrified. Cock ramming and slamming hard in and out of my cunt. I tremor and shake. Crying out and cumming on his cock so hard. My cries of orgasm, fueling his fire and He knocks the depths of my pussy, and he loses it. Filling me, flooding me with traces of him.