Hardcore bondage is so freeing for me. The feeling of rope tightly bounding me soaks my panties and I now I work to be a submissive slut as much as possible. As I looked at those bondage knots, I realized that true freedom wasn’t about breaking free from all rules and constraints. It was about finding the right constraints, the ones that allow me to be my true self, a slave whore.
I found that when I was bound and under someone else’s control, I was free. Free to let go of all the worries and concerns that had been weighing me down. Free to just be present in the moment, to feel the sensations of my body, to serve cock, my true purpose.
I am ready to serve you, to submit to you, to give myself over to you completely. I am ready to be your good little slut, to do whatever it is that you desire.
And in return, I ask only one thing. I ask that you to never give me mercy. Every moment you can inflict pain on my whore ass. Push me to my limits, and always cross them. Give me the Torture sex I deserve Master!