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Bondage Whore Jacqueline Makes Her Body Yours

Bondage whoreAs a slutty bondage whore, I love nothing more than being used in every way possible. When my master ties me up with tight ropes and binds me to the bedpost, it sends shivers of excitement down my spine. He starts by teasing me with his flogger, running it sensually over my body before landing hard smacks on my ass cheeks that sting but also excite me even further. The sound of the leather hitting skin echoes through the room as he continues to torment this hole-loving submissive like you are meant for each other.

My pussy is dripping wet from anticipation as he moves closer and slips his cock between your legs; our bodies grinding together in perfect harmony despite not having any control over ourselves at this point due to our restraints . His hands grip onto yours firmly while guiding them towards him so that they can feel how turned on their actions have made him -his huge erection pressing against your palm providing an unspoken invitation into what’s about happen next… And then without warning or mercy ,he pushes inside deep into both holes simultaneously causing us both immense pleasure mixed pain coursing throughout out beings..

The feeling of fullness combined with intense stimulation makes us moan loudly around our ballgags which only serves serve two purposesmuffle some sounds yet amplify others making sure everyone knows who truly own these holes now belongs too! Our hips buck wildly trying desperately reach climax under such skilled domination until finally reaching orgasmic bliss multiple times before collapsing exhausted yet still wanting more punishment because we are addicted to the pain and pleasure that comes with being used in such a way. As our master pulls out, he spanks both of us hard enough make sure everyone knows who’s ass belongs to him before pulling back his cock head teasingly close only for it disappear again into darkness leaving us hanging on edge once more… This goes on for what feels like hours but could very well be minutes as time loses all meaning when under this kind dominance .

Finally satisfied ,he withdraws completely from our bodies releasing them from their bondage prison just enough so they can catch breath while maintaining control over situation by keeping hands bound behind back or gagged mouth shut if needed.. He then proceeds pound into me one last time making sure every drop cum is emptied deep inside my fertile womb claiming ownership forevermore!

Bondage Phone Sex Sluts Spend Most of Their Lives Tied Up

bondage phone sexI know a thing or two about bondage phone sex. I’ve literally been tied up most of my life. But it all began with daddy. He abused me before I even remember. After my mom left without me, he abused me instead. However, when I got older, he feared that I would run away or tell someone what he did to me. He was right. Eventually I learned how to get out of the restraints and steal some money. And once I had enough money, daddy came home one day, and I was gone. Took a train to New York City.

Met a man, married him and had a son and daughter. But he turned out to be worse than my father. He tied me up but only to whip me. Then I met a much older man while working in a BDSM club. And me and my little ones went to California with him. Bondage has always been his thing. But he never tied me up to whip the flesh from my body. Or explore his violent rape phone sex fantasies.

I Will Be a Bondage Slut for Life

My master changed my life. Showed me how to be a good bondage slut. And for years, he tied me up to my office chair. Do you know how hard it is to type or answer the phone tied up? However, I got better with time. He retired a few years ago, but now he ties me up at his BDSM club or at my home. The home he bought for me. His wife thinks he and his buddies own a cigar bar. She has no interest in his business. Which turned out great for us.

He came over last night and tied me up on my bed. Tied me up so good that there was no way I could wiggle out of those restraints. But I do not want to escape Master. Not even when I get rope burns. I am his rope bunny. His bondage whore for life. And I would not have it any other way.

Submissive Whore Bernice is an Anal Sex Whore for Anyone, Even You

submisssive whoreThe life of a submissive whore is never dull. Most days, I have no idea what to expect. I know my master is not going to physically destroy me, but his cohorts. That is a different story. Lately, master has been watching younger masters use me for his enjoyment. He is older now, and less able to properly use my fuck holes. He gets young bucks, however, that are more than capable and willing to fuck a dirty old milf. I seem young to master, but to these men he hires to act as his surrogate, I am a dirty old milf. Master is a voyeur. As he has aged, he has gotten off more on watching men do things to me then being the one doing the things to me. Earlier in the week, Master watched two 30-year-old lawyers tag team me. This was not a typical tag team though. These studs had huge cocks. Bigger than master ever was even in his prime. Plus, these surrogate masters were far stronger and crueler than my master. They wanted to really abuse this milf phone sex slut’s holes. Instead of one big cock in a hole, they wanted to put two cocks in a hole simultaneously. Their preferred my ass. Master was never much of an ass man; I think that is because of his age. Younger men though are obsessed with the ass. When they pushed their big cocks in my ass together, I screamed. Honestly, I yelled for help. No lube. They wanted to ruin my asshole, maybe even prolapse it and master was all for it too. His broke down dick was rock hard. His dick is rarely hard these days. No Viagra was needed. He just loved seeing his prized cow be a submissive slut to these hung studs. I was trying not to cry, but those young lawyers were brutal on my ass. I am still not sitting right because of it. Master does not care. In fact, he invited them to spend the weekend with me to brutalize my ass some more. Cannot wait, said no subby whore ever.

Submissive Sex for Life

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Submissive sex is all I am good for. Most of me knows this, but every now and I then I try to be a normal woman. You know, the kind of woman who dates. The kind of woman who has a boyfriend, not a master. My master is older and will release me soon. I will never fully be gone from him, however. I owe him so much. He has taken superb care of me financially. I will be set once he releases me. And when he dies, I have been provided for in his will. He has set my son and daughter up with trust funds too. He is a benevolent master in many ways, but I am still a slave. Even though I realize that I have it made as far as being a submissive whore goes, I still like to pretend I am a normal soccer mom. I got on a dating app recently. This was not a fetish site or even Tinder. Just a regular dating site for men and women. I have been seeing this guy I met for a couple weeks now. He thinks I am a paralegal. He knows nothing about my past or my master-slave relationship with my boss. He has taken me to nice dinners. We have had wonderful conversations. We have even had normal sex. He is my age, which was different for me too. Tinder dates are all half my age. Masters are all 20 plus years older than me. For a couple weeks, I have felt normal. That all changed last night when he slept over for the first time. He woke me up in the middle of the night to piss in my mouth and fuck my ass like an animal. He choked me while he delivered a hardcore ass fucking like no one has in years. The moment I tried to say no, he smacked me across the face and made me lick his sweaty, dirty asshole as retribution. He told me once a submissive slut, always one. He knew this entire time. I guess I will never be able to escape who I am.

Submissive whore

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My master loves when he gets to degrade me like the little piece of shit that I am. I am a brainless little whore with nothing in my head. I am lucky that I am stuffed full of cum though so that is the plus side. He puts me on a leash and yanks me around town telling me how much of a dummy I am.

He even dresses me up and writes “dummy” on my fore head in sharpie. I know that there is nothing I can do to ever be smart. He even beats his dick across my face, as if he is trying to beat the last bit of brain cells that I have in me out.

There is no secret I am a dummy I love when my master gives me the affirmation that I need. I will do anything to please him. I will kiss the ground my master walks on like the dumb littler whore that I am.