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Submissive’s Night of Dominance: Taking Charge

 

 

So, you pathetic s Cum eating phone sexubs, ever wondered what it’s like to be in charge? Well, this sneaky little bitch is about to turn the tables and show you how it’s done. It’s time for some role reversal, and I’m taking control, you filthy bastards.

I’ll tie you up, tight and helpless, and spank that ass until it’s red like a ripe tomato. But that’s just the warm-up, you twisted fucks. I’ll tease and deny, edging you until you beg for release.

Next bitch I’ll make you eat your own cum, you dirty pigs. No escape, no mercy. Your loads will be my reward, and I’ll watch with satisfaction as you swallow every drop. This extreme bondage session will leave you questioning your loyalty to your daddies.

Prepare to submit to my will, and embrace the dark side of dominance. Who said subs can’t have a taste of power? Let’s make this night a twisted fantasy, shall we?

 

Slap, spank, beat my Submissive Whore ass and pussy Master

Submissive WhoreSubmissive Whore kneels, hands bound behind my back, a thick leather thong the only thing shielding my nakedness. The butt plug, a relentless intruder, stretches me, a constant reminder of my place. My heart pounds in my chest, because I know how much it is going to hurt. But  I am here because I choose to be, for the release, the surrender, the delicious pain.

My Master circles me, his boots echoing in the silence. His hand, a branding iron, grazes my cheek. I lean into it, my body betraying my defiance. I am a whore, his whore, here to serve his every need. 

“Please, Master,” I whisper, my voice strangled by the collar around my neck. “Punish me. I’ve been a really nasty girl.”

He chuckles, a dark sound that sends shivers down my spine. “You’re always a nasty girl,” he says, his hand wrapping around my throat, not tight enough to cut off my air, but enough to make me feel it. “But I love you for it.”

His hand leaves my neck, and I feel the loss, the cold. Then, the first slap. It echoes in the room, a clap of thunder on my skin. It stings, a sharp, intense pain that radiates, then fades, leaving behind a warmth, a tingle. I moan, my body betraying me, arching into the next hit.

He spanks me, his hand alternates between my cheeks, the blows getting harder, more intense. I feel the heat spreading, my skin turning a delicious red. Each strike pushes the plug deeper, a constant pressure that turns the pain into something else, something more.

He slips a hand between my legs, his fingers finding my clit, swollen and ready. I gasp, my body convulsing. He chuckles again, that dark sound that sends shivers down my spine. He knows, always knows, how to play me.

“Not yet,” he growls, his voice a whip crack in the room. “You haven’t earned it yet.”

He continues, his hand raining down on my flesh. The pain is intense, but I crave it, need it. I need to be beaten into submission, to be his good little fucktoy. I scream, a raw, primal sound, as the next blow lands, my body convulsing, my orgasm teetering on the edge.

He pauses, his breath ragged. I feel his cock, hard and demanding, pressed against my back. He grunts, his hand running down my spine, tracing the welts he’s raised on my skin. “Good girl,” he whispers, his voice a caress. “So fucking beautiful when you’re like this.”

I whimper, my body shaking, my orgasm retreating. I need more, I need him. “Please, Master,” I beg, my voice hoarse. “Use me. I need you to use me like the Extreme bondage I am.”

 

Bondage Chat Reveals My Rope Bunny Origin Story

bondage chatI get a lot of callers who want bondage chat. Most are expert ropers, but some just enjoy the naughty tales a rope bunny can supply. I have been a rope bunny more than half of my life. Hell, more than a third of my life. Daddy tied me up first. However, he did not tie me up because he enjoyed being a rope master. He did not even know how to tie BDSM knots.

Daddy tied me up so I would not escape. When I became a teenager, he feared I would talk to someone. A friend, a teacher or maybe even call the police on his perverted daddy ass. And initially, I think I felt too ashamed and scared to say anything. Daddy fucked me daily for years. He pimped me out to his drinking buddies too.

I had no friends thanks to daddy. So, no one to tell. When teachers got worried about how withdrawn I seemed, daddy pulled me from school. Said we were moving out of state. And he tied me to the bed while he went to work. He put a rubber sheet on the bed in case I had to pee. Daddy made me a bondage whore before I even knew what bondage meant.

Daddy was No Rope Master, But He Made Me a Rope Bunny

After a few years though, I learned how to escape his ties. I would fix a sandwich, use the bathroom like a normal girl, and watch TV until I knew he would be home soon to untie me. And once daddy passed out drunk, I took a few dollars out of his wallet here and there until I had enough for a bus ticket.

Daddy came home one day and discovered that not only did I escape the ropes, but I also escaped him. And I never looked back. That’s my rope bunny origin story. Now, I am with men who know all the BDSM rope knots and ties. And they tie me properly so I cannot escape. But with a few exceptions, I do not want to escape. Tie me up. Tie me down. This submissive whore loves being a rope bunny now.

2 Girl Phone Sex For Daddy’s Entertainment

2 girl phone sex

 

Daddy gets into 2 girl phone sex when he wants to see me be submissive to another girl who loves to take control. My wrists get tied behind my back and she grabs me by the hair and spits in my face, telling me that I’m going to be a fucking slutty servant for her. She grinds my face into her pussy and I can barely breathe. I stick out my tongue and lick, catching some of her cunt juice. She fucks my face roughly while daddy watches. I can’t see him, but I hear his grunts and groans and the sound of him jerking his cock. He enjoys seeing me get used by her. She puts her legs up in the air and tells me to lick her ass, then slaps me in the face. I start to rim her when she tells me to push my tongue all the way in her shitter. I must not have done it fast enough. She gets up from the bed and goes to the dresser. She pulls out a huge fisting toy and lubes it a little. She gets back on the bed and I get on all fours. The pain when she rams it in almost makes me puke, while daddy shoots his wad.

Erotic BDSM Stories Make Your Dick So Hard

erotic bdsm stories

Erotic BDSM stories are always so hot to me. I love hearing your stories in that vein. I also like sharing my own with you if you would like to hear them. I have quite a few, I have to admit!

Master Tomas and I did so many things together, from his first initial meeting with me where he tied me up in his office and inspected to me to the time where he chained me to a pole in his basement and did all sorts of filthy things to me. I have a bunch of stories from that time period in my life, and I love sharing them. I miss Master Tomas quite a bit. It’s unfortunate that he had to move for his job.

One of his favorite things was breast torture and breast bondage. I always loved when he would tie my tits up and then tie them to the hooks he had embedded in his bedroom ceiling. After that, he’d usually use a riding crop or something similar on me to make me dance around with my hands tied behind my back. It was so fun!

Want to hear some more stories? I’d sure love to share them with you!

Make ya give me all the cream for Prostate Milking

Prostate Milking

I may be a subby sub, but I do like being on the other end from time to time. Cause I love playing with the male G Spot. The little bean of your own.

And prostate milking is a hobby for me.

Just think, having my fingers in the just rubbing your boy clit while I’m giving you a handy with the other one. Both stimulation’s at once. Get a good shot of come on the first round.

Wait… you see first round?

Yes my dude. We gonna go for round two my dude. Cause I get to done the strap on and start making you produce more of that milky splooge you just did. I can keep it going too. For as long as I want.

I’ll even shake my moomoo’s for you too while I milk you. Should see what happens when you put a Violet Wand to the P spot..

 

Spanking chat brings in the new year with a Thwack!

Spanking chat
Spanking chat brings in the new year with a Thwack!  I did New Year’s Eve party begins and ends with a submissive bitch like me. Master got really horny seeing all the sexy ladies at our soirée. Party favors circle the room, he was getting really itchy, and I could tell that he had a couple that he was looking at. What’s the time, we do have some mixed BDSM couples when we have parties like this. And after the main regular guest leave, they will stick around for a good fuck session. 

That is when the good lines of Coke come out!! Now we have the perfect opportunity to tune-up slaves that have not been able to play this holiday season. Nipple clamps and pussy clamps, oh My! Bloggers and paddles and whips striking against soft skin. Yes, there are male slaves servicing their women and servicing my master. We are an open sexually flowing household.  All niht we are fucking with a little light bondage and a lot of cum! As the sun rises, Master and I are all alone.

Spanking chat

Bare bottom spankings are necessary for slave maintenance after each soirée! This is where he takes the opportunity to beat my ass with his hands, bringing us back to that master slave connection. Now my ass is impaled by a big black butt plug and my thighs; pussy and tits are all spanked until I am crying and begging him to stop. This is my once a year tune-up. A chance for Master and I to bond over extreme impact play along with some bondage. Being a slave feels so good when my body is raw and tender under my masters domination. He knows me inside and out and I want you to know me the same way. 

Sometimes, My Bondage and submission roles must be beat into me!

Bare Bottom Spankings Always Leave My Ass Raw

bare bottom spankingsSome days, I know I deserve bare bottom spankings. And I do love my ass paddled and spanked. And even flogged too. But last night my ass took a brutal beating. Whenever my master summons me, I need to go. Last night, he summoned me to his BDSM club. Even though I was in my pajamas and ready for bed, I got dressed and went to the club. It appeared to be after midnight. So, I knew nothing good would come from a late-night call. But I do as I am told.

The club appeared packed too. However, I did not see a signal woman in the club. And I knew then that my master summoned me for that very reason.  When no one brings a submissive whore to the BDSM club, master lends his slave to the club members. Master and his fellow dominant old men who started the club envisioned it as a place to teach younger dominant men how to treat a slave.

But they also envisioned this club as a place where like-minded men would bring their slaves. And although that does happen, often only masters show up at the club. Or master wannabees. The club has this circular stage that men can violate whores like me while everyone else watches and learns. Last night, the only thing on the stage appeared to be a spanking machine. My ass began to twitch. I love a good bare hand on my bottom, but those spanking machines break the skin.

At the BDSM Club, My Ass Always Takes a Brutal Beating

Master wanted to teach the wannabee masters how to spank a whore’s ass. And my whore ass served as a teaching tool. Over 12 men used that spanking machine on my ass. Some used their hands and floggers too. After hours of demonstrations and practice runs with that machine, my ass looked like it had sun burn. My ass turned pink and raw. And it felt raw too. This submissive slut could not sit. Not even in my car to go home.

Today, my ass looks more like raw hamburger meat. And I cannot even sit down. Good thing I have a standing desk. If you call me today, please have mercy on my already sore ass.

Light Bondage To Make Me Squirt

light bondage

 

Light bondage gets me so fucking hot when Daddy decides he wants to use me for the day. He likes to tie my wrists to my ankles with some neckties, so my legs can be kept open. He likes to bind my breasts too, so they stick up like cones. The ties feel so soft and silky on my body, but they’re tight, so that I can’t move. Teasing me to see if I can keep from begging him to fuck my pussy is the name of the game. Once he starts teasing my clit with the head of his cock and I can’t get away, my pussy gets extra juicy. Daddy goes up to my nipples and slaps his cock on them, leaving a trail of sticky precum. this time when he puts the head of his cock right inside my slit , just a little , I try to wiggle away some. I never win! I ask daddy to fuck me in my most pleading of voices and he slides in my so slowly. It drives me crazy, but it feels so good to have his cock plowing me so deep.

Piss-Loving Submissive

Pissing phone sex

You filthy animals, prepare to hear the depraved fantasies of a piss-loving slut. I’m the submissive whore who craves your golden showers during phone sex. My pussy and mouth are open wide, ready to be drenched in your warm, sticky piss.

Being a pissing phone sex whore is my new favorite fucking title. I love ending calls with a mouthful of my own piss, but I’m just as eager to be on the receiving end, you dirty bastards. Imagine me on my knees, mouth open, while you shower me with your warm, smelly urine.

Cum and piss, they’re all the same to me. My cunt leaks cum, and my mouth welcomes your piss. I’ll take anything from your cock, even if it’s just your hot, stinking piss. I’m not too good for your golden liquid, no fucking way.

The thought of being degraded, covered in your piss, drives me wild. My submissive nature craves it. Piss is the ultimate humiliation, and I fucking love it. Treat me like your human toilet, a cum and piss dumpster, and I’ll be the happiest slut alive.

So, you wanna give me that golden shower treatment? Call me, and let’s make it rain with your piss. I’m ready to be drenched, to show you how much I love being your dirty, piss-covered slut!