Master found me at a party. He knew I would be his good whore if tamed properly. He took me back to his home, fucking me hard all night long, claiming my pussy. With each thrust, he snarled that this was his property, and I was his to do with as he sees fit. I couldn’t believe how big his cock was! It stretched my tight hole, making me wince. He fucked me more times than I could count, each time dropping a fat load inside me. He said it was to mark his property before sharing with anyone else. Calling up three of his friends, they all showed up quickly when they heard there was a dirty whore ready to take on all of them at once. All of them towered over me. They were so tall and strong, it was easy for them to throw me around like a rag doll, tossing me back and forth between cocks. Having four cocks was a lot to handle, but they had no mercy and took which ever part of me they wanted. I choked on one fuckstick while two others double stuffed me. They then made me get down to the ground on my knees so they could blanket me in their cum. It was a teenage bukkake as they shot their loads all over my face and tits. I was a good skank for master!
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Training the newbies
“Harder.” I screamed. “Make it hurt.” The belt landed solidly against my naked ass. I arched with the pain of my bondage phone sex whipping, feeling my pussy getting wet. Just a few more blows and I knew I’d be coming. You were new to this. You didn’t hit with nearly as much force as Master did. I knew that if I allowed you to go easy on me, that I’d pay for it later. Trainees like you were not uncommon. In all of the years since I’d been abducted and forced into slavery, I’d seen so much young ones pass through these doors.
I began to taunt you, hoping that it would be just what you needed to really turn lose on me. I hissed ugly words between my clenched teeth. You didn’t even know how to insert a ball gag properly. “Faggot. Loser. Tiny dick.” I provoked you. Finally some emotion from you. I could see your jaw clench. Your cock was rising over the top of your leather pants. I knew you couldn’t take much more.
One more act of disobedience was all it took. You were on me like a wolf on fresh kill. You grabbed me by the throat, forcing your fuck stick down my gullet. I choked and you began to punch me as you pumped into my face. I could smell the stench of your sweaty balls as you fucked me. The bile rose in my throat but I swallowed it. You were just like the others. An evil controlling man whose penis was only hardened by abusing a helpless person.
You pulled out with the first throb of your cock. Slippery with my spit, you gripped it, jacking it. I bowed my head and waited for the shower of cum. Sluts like me were born for one reason. To take the abuse that other women refused and make it my talent. Knowing that I was dead forever to my family, what did it matter what happened to me now?
Lost
It’s been 15 years since I was kidnapped. So many years of bondage phone sex that I’ve forgotten how to be normal. I was living the good life as the trophy wife of a local businessman. A mother of two young ones. A pillar of the community. My hubby had lured me into the cuckold life that he loved. Men were always coming and going. Looking back, I wonder if this was all planned. The day I was attacked, everyone was gone. A masked man dragged me into a van and my life changed forever.
My abductor was a cruel man. He broke me, starved me, and beat me senseless. I’ll never forget the day he brought home the newspaper where my husband had me declared dead. I lost the will to live that day. He owned me now. He knew where I was weak. My fiesty side was gone. I was dead inside. I was property, like a pet. I faced the life that he forced me to live.
Six months later, it all changed. He brought home another paper where my husband was marrying my best friend. That night, I begged him to kill me. And believe me, he tried. All of his angry lust spilled out as he inflicted every horror in his dungeon upon me. I lashed me, strung me up, violated me with every object. But I felt nothing inside. I was meat. Just a pretty plaything that he could share with his friends. And somewhere along the way, my pain turned to arousal. My pussy throbs with each blow, every kick, and every vile word. I am now a submissive whore. Chained, helpless, and born to serve my master. Use me as your cum dumpster, ashtray, or footstool. I know my place. I am nobody.
Abducted in the Woods
I had gone camping with some friends over the weekend. I ventured off into the woods for a peaceful walk by myself. The sun was shining as I neared the edge of the river, but that’s when there was a loud thud and I fell to the ground. When I woke up, I was naked aside from my panties, tied up in some sort of cage, dangling just low enough to reach my tippy toes to the ground. My struggling caught the attention of my captor, so he came up to me from out of the brush. Worried, I asked him to let me go and not to harm me because my friends would be looking for me. He just laughed as he walked up holding a whip and a gag. He secured the gag in my mouth so that I could no longer talk such nonsense to him. Then, with all his might, he started whipping me. Each lash stung like fire, but I had no choice. I couldn’t even shield my body with my arms, as they were restrained. The ropes wouldn’t budge, so I was forced to endure the lashings. After my body was almost entirely covered in bloody, raw welts, he came up and ripped off my panties. I flailed and cried out, but it was no use. He steadied my legs in his powerful arms and had no mercy as he start impaling my dry asshole. His cock was tearing apart my ass and it burned, but there was nothing I could do. Nobody was coming to my rescue. After he was finished, he knocked me out again and left me somewhere I didn’t recognize. I was left in the woods to wander naked back to our campsite.
Sexy Bondage Whore Willingly Submits
I will submit to a true Master and be his own personal sexy bondage whore. Tie me up and beat me or tie me down and tease me, I am at your service Master. I will be your cum slut phone sex whore or the punching bag you require with all that aggression you have built up over the work week.
Let me be of service Master I promise to be a good submissive whore for you and all of your friends. I really loved the time this Master I had who was a biker abused and used me. He let all of his biker buddies take turns on fucking my gaping ass and cunt as they tied me up on the rack in the bar that held the pool cues. How would you restrain or train me?





















