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In the Stockade and We Played

I’m not just a submissive whore; I’m a submissive whore who loves hardcore bondage, device bondage, you name a type of bondage and I’m sure I’ll love it.
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Waiting for that collar …

A new Master has been paying some attention to me. He gives me rules; He gives me balance and most of all He gives me confidence.

As He enters the room I make sure I am ready for inspection. Naked, tits presented, in position one, kneeling, knees apart and hands on thighs. Master enters and whispers on all fours whore. I put my elbows on the floor ass in the air; this is what He means all fours. He spanks my ass a few times and I wince but love the hot sensation on my ass when He is done. I look in the corner and Master has a new toy. By toy, I mean a place to bind me and use me as He pleases. Face down, neck and wrists in a stockade, this is humiliating, but Master says I need training. I feel a vibration on my pussy and know that He has a vibe on my clit, but then He walks in front of me. The vibe is still on? He tied it to the islets in the ceiling! As He stands in front of me He holds out 2 clamps with a string hanging from them. First He puts one on, then the other. Face down, tits are hanging and clamped, but then He adds 3 weights to the clamp, attaching them to the string hanging down. He stands in front of me again, grabs my chin and tells me to enjoy cumming, it may be the last time for a while. He goes to sit in a dark corner and watch as the vibe continuously sits on my clit. The weights are Heavenly and I Hear from the corner, shake the clamps off when you are cumming. Shake them off when I am cumming? I can barely speak when I am cumming, but doesn’t mean I won’t try. As I feel the rippling sensation from my pussy and Heading outward s to my whole body, I am shaking my tits as hard as I can, hoping the clamps drop off quickly. That, of course, was not the case. The clamps hung on right to the end of my nipple and when it finally fell off, the sweet sensations of that thin line of pain and pleasure come together and make the perfect orgasm. Thank you, Master.

Any Bondage is Sexy, Right?

Sexy Bondage

There’s a difference between soft bondage and hardcore bondage and sexy bondage. I personally like all three, but different strokes for different folks, right? It’s a lot of fun to be able to experiment with bondage. You can use leather strips, zip ties, handcuffs, Velcro wraps and ropes. Any of those are fun and if you do it a certain way, they certainly can all be sexy. There is no right or wrong way to do any kind of bondage, as long as you are with someone that you can trust and that you consider to be safe. You should always have a safe word as well. However, make it something reasonable and easy to remember, and don’t try to be a funny guy because if your safe word is something like ‘harder’ or ‘longdickit’ there may be just a touch of confusion and someone may end up getting their feelings hurt. And nobody wants hurt feelings in bondage. It’s very important to keep an open mind while practicing any new sexual anything. But when your tied to a table and unable to move something as simple as your eyeballs, some people tend to get a little stressed out, and uptight. Any kind of sex can be sexy, just like any kind of sex can be naughty or dirty or bad or evil. Sex is what you make it and all about how you do it and enjoy it either by yourself or with another person. Or ten. Make all of your sex sexy…. Especially your bondage.

New Freezer

I went to go buy a new freezer today and I was greeted by a creepy salesman. I informed him that I needed to get a new freezer because my current one was not functioning properly. He told me that he had some that were on sale in the back and said he would show them to me if I followed him. As we approached the back I could hear him mumbling to himself. I asked him “what was that?” he turned around and said oh nothing with this very odd grin. As we rounded the corner I noticed we were heading down a dingy hallway that smelled damp and a little moldy.

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We stopped in front of this door with a padlock on it and I thought how odd that was but as he opened the big metal door, it creaked open and he ushered me in. It was dark and clammy. I heard the door slam shut and I knew I was in trouble. I felt a hand push me down and I hit something kind of soft but firm like an old mattress laying on the floor. As he pushed me down I could hear him breathing heavy and he whispered harshly if I wanted a discount on the freezer, I would have to earn it. You know what happened next…

 

 

Torture Phone Sex Will Fuck You Up

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As I lay on the metal table, strapped down spread eagle with leather straps, I can hear him in the next room. This time he’s rattling something metal around. It sounds like medical instruments. I’ve been here so long that the duct tape holding the lasts girls’ panties in my mouth is starting to tear my skin. The leather straps are digging in too, and I can feel the infection starting to spread throughout my body, everywhere he has hurt me. My head aches. My cunt is almost numb. My body is weak and failing me. He enters the room wearing thick black gloves and carrying a tool box. He sets it down and takes out a Lead Sprinkler. He’s filled it with Sulfuric Acid and starts shaking it over my body. I try to scream out, but am gagged. While my flesh is burning, he takes a small vice and twists it on to my clit. The pain is nearly intolerable. My screams have become silent now and I have no more tears.  He takes out his razor knife and methodically cuts my nipples off. As he finishes his cigarette, he pulls on the clit vice and grounds the hot butt into my clithood. I try to cry out, but my voice has long since left my body. He rips the vice from me, taking half of my clit with it and climbs on top of me. The blood that’s pouring from my wound is acting as a perfect lubricant. He banged me again, fucking me hard and fast and deep. As he gets ready to blow his load into my tortured pussy, he bites my breast and takes a big chunk out. When he explodes, he punches me so hard in the face, I feel my teeth loosen. I can feel myself falling back into unconsciousness. I don’t know if he’ll let me wake up next time.

Fucked by master and his furry friend

I was so humiliated, my master/sir had me tied down and made me suck his cock while his furry friend licked my asshole and cunt. My master made me eat out the bowl used to feed his four legged companion and  I was made to be his bitch He said since I was such a good little itch that he was going to breed us. I was tied down in the position that gave his furry friend complete access to smell and sniff my pussy, my asshole and lick me inside and out. I was then straddled by him and  he inserted his non human cock into my pussy, as he was thrusting and kept popping out of me he would go between holes and my pussy and asshole were his personal playground to make mini barkers . When his furry companion was done fucking my holes and my master had shot his load into my throat, they left me there dripping in human and barker cum. It was so humiliating.

 

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Master’s Well Trained Whore

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Part of being a good bondage whore depends on your tolerance for pain. When I first became a slave, I was such a wimp. You abused me so bad, saying that I deserved it and that I needed to be “broken.” You dry-fucked me with your large cock. You starved me. I cried and begged. You laughed in my face saying that I needed to toughen up unless I wanted to be sold.

It was like a part of my mind shut down. I became a true BDSM piece of meat. I learned to take a punch without flinching, only thanking you for the pleasure. You let your friends violate me for hours to try to make me beg. But it was too late. That part of me that felt things had been destroyed. I became a fuck-tube and a cum dumpster, nothing more. I was quietly obedient, lady-like even with a busted face and a bruised body. Even as your cock pounded my swollen mouth, my mind belonged only to me. When you realized that I was trained, you eased up on me. I still scream and beg sometimes for your amusement. I pretend that I cannot take one more blow, or one more minute of the terror you inflict but somewhere, in my soul, I’ve grown to love this life. I await your orders, Master. How may I please you tonight?

 

Slave Training and Punishment

Slave trainingMaster had me tied up and hanging from the ceiling again. He’d already spanked my ass and left welts and bruises up and down my ass and thighs. Master placed a shock collar around my throat, and demanded answers, and every time he suspected my answers were lies, he would shock the fuck out of me. My voice got very raw, very quickly. When Master finished questioning me, I thought he’d flog my ass, maybe take the whip or cat-o-nine to me. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Master called out toward the door, and in walked this smug bitch holding a fucking cattle prod! At Master’s direction, she started the prod and slowly moved it closer to my body. I shied away from it as much as the ropes would allow. The first jolt hit my inner thigh, followed quickly by one to my abdomen. I was writhing already, as Master told me that I’d been the most conniving, manipulative little whore he’d seen. She went after my ass cheek next, then my left tit, and I was screaming so much that master put the gag into my mouth. He let her hit me with it 4 more times before he sent her away, smacking her ass on the way out just to show how out-of-favor I’d fallen. I was going to have to work so hard to get back into his good graces. I only hope Master can forgive me…

Gangbang Phone Sex & Abduction

Gangbang phone sexThey’d abducted me. I didn’t even recognize them, so I had no idea if this was something Master wanted, or if I was really in danger. I was crying, trying hard not to make any noise, because they seemed to get really violent when I made noise. They brought me to warehouse and drug my tightly bound body inside and hung me from a hook. My naked body was being eaten alive by the tight ropes rubbing it in various places. They started slapping me across the face, the tits, the ass. They were really brutalizing the outside of my body. It was when one of them brought out a cattle prod that I got really worried. They shocked the fuck out of me on the insides of my thighs, my tits, my ass cheeks, even my throat. I thought I was dying with that last one. Then, they swung me up and one of them plowed into me. They ran a train on me, using and abusing my body, leaving me full of cum and bruises. Master walked out when they were all done, and told me that he loved me very much, and that he was very proud of me for standing up to the punishment.

Slave Training for the Workplace

Slave trainingThey walked into the office, and I knew I was in trouble. They were 2 of Master’s friends, and I knew well enough that when they came around, Master wasn’t going to be far behind. I thought about trying to get up and run, but I knew that would only make matters worse. I wasn’t sure what I’d done to deserve punishment, but for Master to send them by my job, even so close to the end of the day, meant it was bad. They bound me to the chair I was seated in, and then proceeded to slowly cut my clothes off, shirt, then bra, then skirt. They left my panties whole, and I wondered if that was at Master’s bidding. When Master walked in, the scowl on his face told me I’d done fucked up. His crop was in his right hand, and I even noticed that it wasn’t his favorite crop – it was the well-worn, well-used crop that he liked to punish his slaves with. He didn’t just walk over to me, either. He walked to my boss’s office, and knocked on the door. After a few minutes of them talking behind that door, they both walked out. The humiliation of my boss seeing me all but naked compounded the situation. Master explained that my boss had called the house and left a voicemail with a complaint about my forgetting something when I had left the day before. It was important, and I’d apologized to my boss when he’d approached me about it this morning. I sat there and looked directly at Master’s feet, knowing anything else was unacceptable. He took that crop and swung it, hitting me across the shoulders. He smacked each breast, the inside and outside of each thigh, and right across my tummy. I was welted everywhere. I knew I’d never do that again…

Submissive Whore Secretary

submissive whoreEvery man wants a submissive whore at work, right? Have you ever scene that movie Secretary with James Spader? He is the boss in charge. Maggie Gylenhall is his sexy subby secretary. They partake in work time BDSM games. My Master is my boss. So, imagine that movie kicked up a few notches. That depicts my daily life for several decades. Today when I arrived at work, I had a list of things to do from Master. They included sending some faxes, preparing some legal letters, but also on the list was cock sucking, ass licking, flogging and anal fucking. Master was feeling productive and horny. He must have taken a Viagra. He is twenty something years older than me, so his dick doesn’t get hard like it used to, but that doesn’t stop him from spanking my ass hard or torturing the fuck out of my nipples. He has not fucked me in a while, but this morning he made me his anal sex whore. Bent me over his desk with his tie around my neck to strangle me. Erotic asphyxiation turns us both on. The more I gasped and struggled for air, the harder he slammed his old dick in my ass. I think he took 2 Viagras because he would cum, then have me do some actual work, then bend me over the desk so he could fuck my ass again. He fucked me like a twenty something guy again. Been forever since he gave me the rough treatment. After I had a few loads of cum up my shit box, he made me insert a butt plug to keep his cum fresh in my ass. He enjoyed watching me walk around the office with an anal plug up my ass. As sore as my ass was, I enjoyed being his submissive slut again.