I was being such a little brat for Master. I was testing my limits left and right with him. Master was punishing me but I was just in one of those bratty submissive moods. Well after three days Master had reached his limits of my brattiness. Spankings weren’t working on me so Master found something that did. He bound me up and put me on my knees. As I kneel there on my knees I see Master going to what I call his closet of tortures props. He was rummaging around when he pulled out the cattle prod and the bullwhip with the metal spikes on it. I was shitting my pants when I saw what he was holding. I must of really pissed Master off! I knew I was pissing him off I just did not know I was pissing him off this much. Master tortured me for hours. Striking my flesh and splitting it open. Zapping me in between strikes from the bullwhip. He was laughing and taunting me telling me what a stupid whore I am. Just a dump piece of fuck meat he kept yelling. I was hurting bad my tears and snot were mixed together with my blood. It felt like every inch of my flesh was ripped open and on fire. I tried to scream out I have learned my lesson but Master just ignored me and kept on punishing me.
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Master’s Bitch
Master loves when I service him like a bitch in heat. My hunger for Master’s seed is purely carnal. Master has been training me brutally for the longest time. It was my destiny to eventually become his prized breeding bitch. Like the foul piggy whore that I am, I have craved Master’s semen in my trembling cunt for ages. Thankfully, my time has finally come to become the ultimate subby whore and breed my Master’s whore spawn. It is my turn to becoming a breeding bitch for master to whip into making the perfect cock sucking, slave army for him. I am tasked to breed the next generation of cock worshipping little sluts for daddy master, perfect little subservient fuck toys to worship his cock every day of their little pathetic lives. It is such an honor to be gagged and bound to master’s breeding bench with my raw cunt propped and prepared for master to pump full of his seed.
Submissive slut in the dessert
This submissive slut can’t seem to catch a break. I was in hot water for once again going out without permission. My master was sick of me breaking the rules. It was time I learned a valuable lesson in obedience. Without a doubt, I knew I was going to be punished. I could tell by the look in his eyes and his firm and stern voice he wasn’t going to let me off the hook. I was going to be his slave slut, and I was going to learn my lesson sooner or later. The more he had to show me how to be a good slut the worse it would be for me. In his mind, he thinks slaves should automatically follow set rules and learn to obey. I will say I have learned not to cross master. I was taken to the dessert where it was cold. As we are ending winter and entering spring, it still gets cold at night and scorching hot in the daytime. During the night we made it, and I watched the sun come up. Every hour that passed by it got hotter. I was to be beaten and baked in the sun. I was left with golden piss all over for a sun-kissed tan. I left red as a lobster and realizing I am a submissive whore after all. Why fight the inevitable.
My First Bondage Whore Experience
My birthday just passed and it has me thinking about one of my first experiences being a bondage whore. I woke up to six men in my room, they were on me immediately. They tied my hands to my bed and my ankles too. They used my mouth and pussy as I begged them to stop, but it didn’t seem to help whatsoever. They were loving hurting my young holes, I was red from their slapping and my struggling. It doesn’t take long before one is making me ride his cock, the other stuffed into my ass and another is forcing his way into my mouth. I’ve got 3 other cocks slapping me in my face, I feel so pathetic. I am crying and they stuff a gag in my mouth, tie my tits and the rope around my whole body, using the neck part as a leash to drag me around to do what they want. They’re spitting on me, degrading me and hitting me around. I don’t have any fight left in me. They take my long hair and tie it to my feet, I look like a pig ready to be roasted over the fire, but to them, I look like a perfect place to leave their load. They lean my head off the edge of the bed, taking turns choking me and covering me with their cum. They left me tied up like a teen present covered in their warm load. It was a birthday I will never forget.