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She Demanded Extreme Bondage

Extreme bondageShe demanded extreme bondage. She was the Mistress to my submissive. Not that she didn’t have her own master. She was sent to train me and humiliate my very existence. Though This Madame did not know that I would be her slave willingly. I know how to obey, but women can be much harder to please. The first time my Mistress had me in shackles I was made to eat her pussy for two hours and she even took a piss break in my mouth. I was happy to drink her warm nectar. But that wasn’t enough for her.

She was incredibly skilled in withholding her orgasm. My face was nothing but a glazed slippery wet mess as she laughed and evil laugh. She was purely sadistic as she used chains to mount me to the wall. A hibachi wand was produced and a mask gag with a zipper was fastened to me. I was teased mercilessly as she tried to constrain my own orgasms.submissive sex chat

The next thing I knew her Master and two other men entered our sex chamber. I begged behind my gag for release and to stop the wand torture. I couldn’t hold back my orgasm longer than a few minutes which brought me full body spankings and lashes with the cat of nine tails.

I had been in extreme situations before but nothing had prepared me for a mistress and her two Masters executing me in the fullest sexual tortures. I was lowered and bound with rope and My zipper was opened on my mask. I let out a scream as my ass was penetrated by the biggest dildo I had ever encountered. Right now all I wanted to be is in my own masters arms, as he pushed me to my limits over and over. I needed his collar and his hands around my throat until I almost passed out. Instead I was here being covered and filled with cum, by a Evil Mistress and two masters who cared not about my existence.
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Submissive Slut Secretary

submissive slutI was hired as a submissive slut secretary over 20 years ago. This virus benched me from the office. My master / boss is much older and being among the public is more dangerous for his health than mine. We have worked around being in the office, however. We can still consult with clients and potential clients with Zoom and other similar platforms. Sometimes, I must give master or one of his associates a special show like yesterday. It is challenging to hurt yourself. I will never hit myself or fuck my cunt or ass as hard as you would, or my master would. And bare bottom spankings are near impossible. But when master asks me to do something, I have no choice. It is not really a request. I did my best striptease. I was dressed professionally yet seductively too. Master likes me to look sexy but not sexy like a trailer trash whore. I utilized some stripper moves, but I knew a seductive dance was not the only request. I had to insert things in my ass and cunt. Things not meant to go in either hole. The ruler in my cunt was not bad, but the stapler hurt like hell and I almost lost the computer mouse. Master and his associate were jacking off watching the submissive whore do whatever they said. I have a love hate relationship with self-torture. On one hand, I am a pain slut. On the other hand, even a pain slut has her limits. Master was in a mood. Maybe it was because this was the first extreme fun he has had with me in months. Maybe it was his friend egging him on. Maybe it was cabin fever. Whatever it was, my holes are sore as fuck today. But I am a good whore. I always do what I am told.

Strange Things Bottomed Me Out During Torture Phone Sex

Torture Phone SexThere’s something sadistically sexy about torture phone sex. I myself am a masochistic whore who needs to be beaten and bloodied on a regular basis. I was given some sick and sadistic torture just the other day, and it led to the strangest object ever being shoved up my ass. I was rented out by a pair of young, cocky Wall Street fuck faces. They were high as kites, floating on some Colombian coke, and wanted to use me.
I was hung in the center of a room by my wrists and an anal hook. My arms were bound behind me, and I faced the floor, which swung several feet below me. They whipped me repeatedly, fisting my poor soaking wet cunt. This was more intense than any other torture phone sex I had ever endured, but it sure made my pussy more excited than anything ever before.
They were so fucking focused on my asshole, and the “special surprise” they had for me. Lowering me down, they let me off of the anal hook and unbound my wrists. They made me lay on my back as they used me as a human toilet, squatting their hairy assholes over my body and leaving steaming piles of shit. They made me rub it in to myself, since i was such a lowly piece of garbage myself.
They took turns forcing themselves in my poor asshole, gaping it out and then they both pissed in it! Fuck I really was a human toilet, and that disgusts me! This was true torture phone sex. Then it was time for the strangest thing that had ever been in my ass! They brought out a toilet scrubber brush to clean their new piss whore. They scrubbed my body until I was raw, scrubbed out my mouth, and then shoved that hard bristled nightmare right into my gaping asshole and cleaned out my filthy piss filled asshole. Nothing before or after has ever measured up to that anally tortured experience. I have never forgotten the excruciating pain of those hard bristles rimming out my black hole of an ass, and still to this day the very recollection gets my cunt soaking wet.

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His Rape Phone Sex Fantasies

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He said he had rape phone sex fantasies. I thought he meant fantasy. I role play all the time. I thought I would be role playing a damsel in distress for him. He was hot and wealthy. I was hoping we would keep on dating. We went out to dinner. Maybe for some it was not polite dinner conversation, but hearing his violent fantasies made my cunt wet. I like rough sex. I have never minded being called names or having my hair pulled. I like a good spanking too. I was ready to indulge his fantasies when we got back to his place, but I was not given a chance. The moment we got back to his place, he punched me in the face. He pinned me against the wall like I was a bug. He yanked my panties off so hard they left a burn mark on my skin. I fought him. I told him this was too much and I wanted to go, but he just jammed his fist up my cunt while hurling insults at me. This was no fantasy. This was no role play. This was him doing whatever the fuck he wanted. The more I fought, the more he hurt me. Eventually, I just gave up fighting. He nutted, tossed a $20 at me and told me to take an Uber home. I wanted a relationship. He just wanted to abuse me.

Bondage Whore and Daughter

bondage whoreI am a seasoned bondage whore girl, but my daughter is not. She thinks she is a princess and has always demonized me for being submissive. She is not used to being stuck at home. School was canceled early last semester and she will be doing her senior year online. She is not a happy camper. She has been reading more and watching movies.  She discovered the “Fifty Shades of Gray,” movies and books. Now, she thinks she can snag a rich man playing bondage games. She got on this fetish lifestyle site and started messaging men she thought looked rich. I told her it was dangerous. She did not want to listen to my experience or my advice. I told her Christian Gray looks like Snow White compared to many men out there. I know because my master is mild compared to guys I have met online and in clubs. She thought I was just being jealous.

I went out to run some errands on Saturday. I came home and there was a BMW in the driveway. I knew my daughter had some strange man over. I rushed inside to see if she was okay. I walked in and saw my daughter strapped to a St. John’s Cross with a ball gag in her mouth. She looked scared. I tried to warn her. She did not want to listen to her submissive whore mother. This guy was polite to me. I told him her real age, but I think that made him harder. I gave him permission to torture her jailbait pussy with an industrial massager. That is one of those huge back massager vibrators that can go so fast it leaves skid marks on a clit, LOL. She needed taught a lesson for thinking she knew more than the seasoned BDSM whore. She started convulsing from cumming so many times. She passed out. We used a cattle prod to force her back awake. I enjoyed watching this stranger abuse my girl. Little bitch thought she could run with the big dogs. She got some serious slave training that day. And I gained a new friend who will be happy to put the little bitch in her place again.

A Submissive Slut Even on Quarantine

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Once a submissive slut, always one. Even though I cannot see my master yet, we are in touch daily. Texting, phone and sometimes cam. His wife had a doctor’s appointment today, so he had some free time to Face time me. He wanted to see my pussy. He wanted to inspect my ass. I think he was just checking up on me to make sure I am being a good whore. I am mostly being a good girl. It is not from lack of trying, however. The state of the world right now makes it harder for an old submissive whore to get cock. I have had a few men behind master’s back, but not as many as I want! Master made me put the phone close to my fuck holes. He said my ass looked used. My ass has not been used in too long. My pussy has had a few loads, but master missed that. He wanted me to punish myself. I had to fuck my asshole with my stiletto heels. Can I say ouch? I did as I was told because he can cut off my financial stipend. He is paying me while on quarantine and not working. I need his money. Even though my ass has been untouched, my pussy has not been on good behavior. I needed punished. I knew it, so even if I had to inflict the pain myself, I did. He watched me. I saw his old dick get hard as my heel penetrated my asshole. I was biting down on a leather strap. It is hard to inflict that kind of pain on yourself. He was yelling at me to go deeper and faster. I did as I was told. When he does finally see me face to face, he still might punish me more. I would rather have bare bottom spankings than a heel up my ass any day.

Fucking Me With Fists And Forearms

XXX BondageEvery hole I had hole was filled, black gloves covering the hands that fisted me. I was screaming through the cock I was gagging on, trying to cry and beg, but no one was listening to me. These men were elbow deep in my cunt, in my ass. They were re-arranging my organs, and there was nothing I could do.
For days I’d been trapped and abused. I was branded, hooked, electrocuted, beaten, and all-around tortured. The other day it had been baseball bats, but today it was themselves. They said they wanted to feel how damaged I was inside. It made me wonder, was I damaged enough? Would I be getting out of here anytime soon? Or was I doomed to live in this dungeon forever, just a toy for them to torment, to torture, to trap? They were fucking me with their forearms.
Never did I ever think I would have to endure this type of not only humiliation, but body modification. I knew my holes would never unstretch. They would never be the same. I would never be able to fuck a man and have him tell me I was tight again. I’m for what? Because they had found me in an alley?
They took me because they could. They took me, because now they own me. I’ve always been a submissive for, but now I wish the true definition of property. As much as I wanted the pain to stop, I knew that if the pain stopped, I would just want it to happen all over again. They were fucking my holes, the worst part? They hadn’t needed any lube.

Beaten Bloody – Hooks For Whores

Hardcore BondageHow many days have I been trapped in this dungeon, used and abused? I don’t know. Four, maybe five? I know I get beaten unconscious more than once a day. My pussy stays wet, and my bruises stay dark. Just last night, I was hanging from the ceiling by hooks. I’ve never been in so much pain, or so humiliated in my entire life.
They suspended me with what felt like a million sharp steel hooks. All through my tits, my thighs, my stomach. Even my poor pussy got a taste. It took what felt like hours to hang me, and then, they left me. In total darkness, with only the sound of my own breathing. Eventually they came back. I froze in terror, but my needy cunt gave me away. I was slick as a driveway in December as I watched six men walk in with baseball bats.
For hours, I was their human pinata. They would come, take a crack at my ribs, and watch me swing. The more I screamed, the harder they tried to get the candy out. They finally took a shot at a Grand Slam. One of the men started to force the bat into my abused cunt. He stretched me out. I was crying, and begging for release from my bonds, but a bat to the mouth shut me up. He started to fuck me with the bat. When I was right on the edge of cumming, my poor exhausted body doing anything it could to stay alert, he ripped it out, and took a swing. Full force, right to the cunny. The pain was beyond me, and I passed out. How much longer would I be trapped here? Was I going to make it out alive? Irrelevant questions; did I even truly want to escape? My heart said yes, but my greedy cunt told me no.

Sexy bondage slut Jessica

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My new master loves to tell me I’m his sexy bondage slut. He loves to dress me up like a whore and sell my cum holes. I am very obedient and listen to everything my Master tells me to do. Sometimes he likes to chain me up and use as a breeding slut. I let as many men fuck me as Master wants. Every time a new cock cums in me, Master makes me sit on his face so he can lick all of the leftover cum out of me. He loves to use me as a cum bucket to bring him a sticky treat. He lets his friends buy my holes to torture and do with as they please. I live to please my Master, even if it means getting my pussy and asshole mutilated for his clients. I would never disappoint my Master by not being the ultimate cum slut for his friends. Last night, I let them burn my clit with lit cigarettes and fist my stretched out asshole while Master recorded the whole thing. I love being a cum slave and taking loads for him. I hope to take many more for him tonight!

 

 

Submissive Sex Slave on and off the Phone

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Submissive sex hit a new level with me yesterday. I am almost fearful to say anything because I do not want to give my phone masters any cruel ideas for punishing me. Master C made it known from the get-go that he was a sick master and I was nothing more than a dumb cunt here to amuse him. He told me that I had never met another phone master like him, and he was correct. First up, was jumping up and down so fast that my tits smacked my face. I tried explaining that my boobs are fake and do not bounce like that. He did not want excuses. He wanted what he asked for. I had to run in place a little hunched over so my boobs would make a sound against my flesh and please him. It was hard to hold the phone. I was too afraid to drop it. I tried speaking and he told me to shut the fuck up. When he told me to stop, I sighed in relief. That relief was short lived because he had more in store for me. I had to spin around the room fast. I am not Wonder Woman changing outfits. I got dizzy fast. I stumbled, fell and he was not happy. After that I had to pant like a dog. Like the dog I am. Again, I got dizzy and almost passed out. I felt nauseated too. After the call, I fell on the floor. My daughter rushed up to see what was wrong. She does not have much use for me. When I told her about my caller, she laughed at me. Told me I brought it on myself and did not deserve pity. She made me eat her cunt. She pissed in my face and then grabbed my strap-on I use for my submissive whore girlfriend and fucked both my holes. I thought it could not get worse than my caller, but my daughter is a natural mean master.

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