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Abducted in the Woods

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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.

Submissive Slut Fucks a Stiletto

submissive slutI’m such a submissive slut, I will fuck a shoe if I am ordered to do just that. My master is older by twenty plus years. All that means is that he has dick issues now. Sometimes, he can still get it up like a twenty something year old, but that is usually only when he’s very pissed at me. I was on good behavior today, but he was still horny. He needed a visual to cum, so he instructed me to impale my pussy with my stiletto heel. I must wear high heels at work always. I’m not talking pumps, but stripper heels. The black patent leather stilettos I wore this morning, would give a stripper pause. I am a seasoned submissive whore, so I can walk like a pro in 8 inch heels. I was unsure about putting the pointy heel into my pussy. Master sensed my hesitation and was not happy. “Fuck that heel you worthless whore,” he screamed. When he gets angry, I best do as I am told, or the pain is far worse than anything I could do to myself. I laid on his office couch in my sexy lingerie writhing around like Betty Page doing a photo shoot. I sucked on the heel seductively, before inserting it into my pussy. He wanted the sole of the shoe square against my pussy like the shoe was balls deep inside me. It hurt, but then I am a pain slut. I put one leg over the back of the couch to spread my pussy wide. It helped with the pain and with Master’s viewing pleasure. After a while, the heel would come out of my pussy glistening with my cunt juice. I was about to cum, when Master ordered me to stop. He was denying me an orgasm today. Instead, he came in both heels, forcing me to spend the rest of the day walking in cum filled high heels. It was a constant reminder that I don’t deserve to cum as a fuck pig.

Hogtied and Abducted

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I woke up hogtied with a ball gag in my mouth. No amount of struggling seemed to loosen the ropes. I looked around at my surroundings, but I didn’t recognize anything. I had no clue where I was or who had taken me. I didn’t even know if anyone knew I had been taken! The bedroom door opened and the man who had abducted me walked in. He stared at me with hungry eyes and a crazy smile. Holding a video camera and tripod, he set it up in the corner of the room. My shirt was then pulled up so he could squeeze my perky tit. He started out massaging it, but his grip gradually became firmer until he was squeezing it so hard, I thought my boob would pop! Twisting my nipple, he smiled at my pain. I groaned in agony as he twisted harder and harder. He spanked me repeatedly until my ass felt like it was on fire. After what seemed like an eternity of torture, he said if I didn’t scream or run, and that I agreed to love him, he would untie me so I could be his good whore. I shook my head, unable to say anything with the gag still in my mouth. As promised, my restraints and ball gag were removed. Now, he said, as long as I behave and love him, I could stay loose. I let him use my body for his pleasure. I was his perfect little whore, bending into any position he desired. He fucked me until I was too sore to sit up straight and I was oozing cum from every hole. He was my owner now.

Bondage Whore Bernie Needs Punished

bondage whoreBondage whore Bernie is my name on Tinder, FetLife and a few other fetish sites. I can’t help it. I love bondage. Do you remember those old silent short films with the woman in peril tied to a train track? I masturbated to those images as a wee girl. I wanted tied up then rescued. As I grew up, I wanted tied up and abused. Something about being vulnerable and helpless and at your mercy makes my cunt wet. I’m trusting a stranger or a master not to kill me. Not to permanently hurt me. My master, my boss, ties me up to my office chair often. Yesterday, he was feeling mean. It happens, but not often. Normally, we have more of a sensual master slave relationship. Hardcore bondage and nipple torture made his dick hard. He tied the ropes so hard, my wrists bled. He ripped my shirt open, exposing my DD breasts. He slapped my tits so hard they started to turn colors immediately. He started sucking on my right tit. It felt amazing, until he bit so hard on the nipple it tore. I was bleeding down my breast. He grabbed my jaw, spit my blood and flesh in my face and said, “Did you think I would not know about your little online endeavors, bitch.” He was not happy I was moonlighting. I was being punished; not for cheating, but for not asking permission to be on those sites. Master owns me. I know I am his property, no better than the office chair I was strapped to. He spent the rest of the day punishing me for my violation of our master servant relationship. He sodomized my ass with the stapler, along with other office supplies. Lesson learned the hard way. At his age, I didn’t know he still had all that in him.

Extreme Temperatures

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Master instructed me to stand perfectly still with my arms out while he inspected me. I tried to listen, but he attached small weights to each of my wrists, making it harder to keep my arms suspended. The pain in my shoulders grew too intense and Master showed no signs of mercy, so I was naughty. I let my arms down, telling him I couldn’t hold them any longer. This angered him. A lot. He smacked me across the face hard enough to disorient me, and before I knew it he had me tied up and on the ground. My hands and feet were tied up behind me and my mouth was gagged. Grabbing me by my hair, he dragged me across the smooth floors, down the hall, and into the bathroom. Then he threw me into the bath tub. Unsure of his plan, I cowered in fear. He was gone for what seemed like forever. When he came back, he was carrying to buckets of water. One sounded like it had ice in it and the other one was steaming. Terrified, I squirmed and tried to scream through the cloth gag. He dumped the first bucket of icy water over my naked skin. The frigid water made every nerve ending scream in agony. He then picked up the second bucket and pouring the boiling hot water over me. The extreme change made my skin feel like it had just been ignited into flames. Crying with my skin now singed, he told me never to disobey him again. I’m so sorry Master for being a bad girl! Please let me redeem myself.

Bondage and Submission at Work

bondage and submissionBondage and submission is my life. I am always giving in and getting tied up, especially at work. My boss and Master is old, but he does love tying me up at work. He was feeling extra frisky yesterday. I only go to the office a couple days a week now. My work schedule just depends on what kind of case he is working. He is a lawyer close to full retirement, which is why I have been supplementing my income being a phone sex submissive. I messed up some legal briefs. I filed them incorrectly. I am not allowed to make mistakes. For a simple fixable clerical error, I got some soft bondage of my tits. Well soft only in the way he tied up my boobs. The torture my whore tits, as he likes to call them, received was something very different from soft. He pinched the nipples so hard they bled. That was not enough pain for the mood he was in. He got out his lighter so he could burn them too. Have you ever smelled burning flesh? It is awful. When it is your own flesh, it is worse. The pain and smell combined is nauseating. I knew not to vomit or complain or cry. It was tough to do, but if I had, the torture would have been far worse. Master has never been big into torture sex except when it comes to my tits. The way he views it, he bought me my tits, so he can do whatever he wants to them. I will take nipple and breast torture any day over being used as a punching bag. Some of the more modern Masters, whom I have encountered, on and off the phone, enjoy going Mike Tyson on me. In their eyes, I’m not a woman, just a worthless submissive whore.

Submissive Brat Gets Punished

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Whenever I am naughty, which is often, my Master punishes me with a heavy fist. I can’t help being naughty- I love Master’s punishments so much. The other day he instructed me very specifically that I should sit still while he fastened the restraints. It was a bed with straps that pulled each limb in a different direction, like a medieval torture device. I planned on behaving, but memories of him with a furrowed brow and his rough hands smacking my ass until my skin was screaming in agony, all made it far too tempted to poke the beast once more. With each nerve he sends into searing pain, the juicier my slit would get. I began to fidget relentlessly, making it hard for him to strap me down. A familiar, dark look came over his eyes. My nipples poked out like daggers in the cold room as he finished securing the tie downs. My naked body lay there quivering at the thought of what he might do to punish me. He took out a whip and after countless lashes, my welted torso ached. Whimpering, I looked up at him, “Please Sir, I promise to be a good girl.”  But the discipline isn’t over. He releases my ankles and tears his way into my dry ass hole while holding my ankles up by my head. It feel like fire! Will I ever learn to behave?

More Slave Training

slave trainingMy boss is my master. Friday, I was late to work by 5 minutes. That pissed him off. He decided I needed re-schooled. He hired a younger guy to give me some slave training. It was no training. It was just punishment. Painful punishment. My master is no spring chicken. In fact, he has one foot in the grave and another on a banana peel. I am loyal to him because he has been my master for decades. He has taken good care of me financially and even has provisions in his will for me and my offspring. I can’t afford to fuck things up now with being late or complaining about my punishment. This guy he hired was sadistic as fuck too. My master is not unusually cruel. He rules with an iron fist, but has never disfigured me or put me in the hospital. He is an old school master. This new generation of women hating men scare me because they don’t respect the master and servant relationship; they just want to do serious harm to a woman. Permanent harm. He tied my boobs up so tight they turned blue and purple. Master was rock hard and touching himself. My punishment didn’t seem too bad until my surrogate master started punching  my boobs like he was Mike Tyson. He was Mike Tyson. Not only did he punch them hard, he bit my left nipple off. When I screamed in pain, he looked at my boss and said, “It tastes like chicken.” Master started to come to my aid, but this young guy told him to back off, I was his bitch at the moment. He suggested Master has been too soft with his submissive whore over the years. He yelled at my master for making me weak then punched my tits so hard a saline bag burst. I had to work several hours with a fucked up boob that caused me a lot of pain. I spent Friday night in the ER. First time my master has sent me to the ER. Things are changing and I am scared.

Pussy Spanking phone sex with Naomi

Master caught me playing with my pussy. He caught me with 2 fingers deep inside of my pussy. I was trying to make myself squirt. I wanted to cum! Master has not let me cum in over a month. He said I needed to learn to cum from pain. He tied me up and spread my legs wide open. He said nothing to me and that scared me. I knew he was about to punish me for touching myself without his permission. This pussy is his. This ass is his. I am not to touch either of my holes without my masters permission and I did. Put a ball gag in my mouth and then started to tease my pussy. His fingers were working wonders. He felt a gush of my pussy juices flow over his fingers. He pulled them out and rubbed my pussy juices over my face. Then he started whipping my pussy.

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Smacking my enlarged clit, beating my bald pussy lips. It hurt so fucking bad but he was enjoying himself. I could see his drooling cock getting harder and harder as he whipped me. I wanted his cock so fucking bad that the whipping started to feel so good. The pain sent shivers down my spine to my toes! I tried to beg him to let me cum, but I couldn’t get a word out with this gag in my mouth.

Candle Wax and Sexy phone sex with Caitlin

I could hear my master jacking off to porn in a room away so when I walked in on him, he wasn’t too happy. I could vividly see in the porn on the tv screen a man pouring hot wax on a very beautiful woman. I wouldn’t mind my master pouring hot wax all over my beautiful tits, I know it would please him and pleasing him pleases me. Making my master happy makes my pussy so wet. He grabs the candle next to him and begins pouring the hot wax all over my tits, I can see his cock getting larger and that’s what gets me. I love knowing I can do that to a man. I then get down on my knees and suck my masters large cock. Deepthroating it and gagging every time I go all the way down. I feel my master getting closer and he lets his huge load off in my mouth and I swallow his delicious come.

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