master. I need you to Tie Me Up. I’ve known that I’m a bondage slut for some time now. When you tell a man that you want them to tie you to something and take out their frustrations on you it tends to get a mixed reaction from people. it’s not like you can meet a guy at the bar and with no knowledge of them or the things that they like tell them, “Tie Me Up.” it just doesn’t work out. Even if the guy wouldn’t be immediately scared off by the idea of bondage of bdsm in general there’s always the chance that he’s a real psycho or whatever.
I’ve found a decent outlet for myself in the fact that I like to get off online but sometimes that isn’t enough for me. i love the feeling of leather, rope, or even chain when it’s locked tightly around me and there’s no chance for any escape. it’s the feeling of hopelessness that really gets me going. i like to know that there’s absolutely nothing that I can do to stop a master from taking out his pleasure on me whether I want him to do it or not. I know that it makes me a dirty girl and I’m alright with that, too.
BDSM clubs are a good place to scene in a controlled environment. You meet a lot of cool people there that can understand the need for safety. Sometimes though when I want someone to Tie Me Up I don’t want the environment to be too controlled. That means I have to go out looking occasionally for a walk on the wild side with what I do. I think that craigslist really works well for that though. You’d be amazed how many of the really good Doms are out there mingled with the assorted rabble. Some of my favorite Masters have been close to home.
I love being a phone sex teen virgin there is no role play more satisfying to my perverted barely legal mind than losing my virginity to daddy’s big cock.I love being vulnerable and feeling daddy taking advantage of me as he steal my virginity. I long to be a good girl and I want to please daddy so I will do whatever he says no matter how much it might hurt. Daddy always taught me that some girl s were naughty and would get punished for it. Slowly he has been teaching me how to do the things naughty girls do but do them so well it will only make me a better girl. The last time he trained me, he let me put it in my mouth instead of just toughing it with my hands. All he had to do was ask and I was on my knees before him. My demanding daddy knew I could not wait to taste it on my tongue instead of my fingers. He would always put his hands in my panties when I tasted it so I would feel really good when he did. He calls making me make a mess in my panties, “giving me a Present.” He told me he was soon going to give me a very special present.
My strict demanding daddy, well one of them, loves to put my hair in ponytail with pretty ribbions tied to it. He likes me to wear my white cotton panties he bought me. Then he has me bend over his lap for my spankings. They hurt but daddy says I need them, “just to make sure” I have to keep count of each spank for him or he will start over. One had spanks one plays with the button between my legs. My demanding daddy gives me very firm and painful spankings but his fingers make me feel so good while he does it, sometimes I make a mess in my panties before he is done. If I try to get away from my demanding daddy or lose my count, demanding daddy has no choice but to to start all over again. I hold very still and always keep count, sometimes I cry. I know he likes it when I do that. Sometimes he kisses my special button then. He says it tastes good when I make a mess.
When my butt warmed up and pink for him my demanding daddy pulls my white panties down while keeping me across his lap and spits on my tight little asshole and rubs his spit all around the hole and even shoves a little spit inside of my butt hole. My panties hold my legs together as he begins working his finger into my bottom.He told me it is okay that it hurts. One day I will like it but he has to use his fingers right now so he can get my virgin asshole a bit looser. The he works my bottom vigorously with his finger and keeps going till I cry. Hr likes it when I cry and I know he will not stop until I do.Then he gets out a silver bullet he calls it. It is the size of an egg. He lubes it all up then he and forces up my bottom very quickly never stopping even when I cry out. It hurts a lot. with no mercy right into my tight asshole.Before what happened even registers the silver bullet is inside my bottom and are tears streaming down my face. He turns it on and plays with my button until I start to moaning and the tingling starts.
This time though he had a surprise for me. He turned me over on my side. He had his face down by my privates and his privates by my face. He started licking my bottom where the cord for the silver bullet hung. Tasting my butt juices the worked his way to my girl part and started drinking my juice and lapping it up before he started suckign on my button like it was a nipple. I could hardly resist and started making a mess in his mouth to my surprise and delight while I moaned my demanding daddy shoved his big penis into my mouth and made a mess in it so I could drink it all. I want daddy to put his mess in my mouth all the time.
I think one day he will put his penis in my vagiana nd maybe even my butthole. I never thought it was supposed to go in there but the silver bullet fits and do his fingers. He says playing with me like this will get me ready to please him but no matter how much he does this it is still going to hurt really bad when my demanding daddy takes my virginity. The things my demanding daddy does to me now already makes me cry and hurts really bad but he makes it all better by making it feel so good. I wonder if he will make that feel good too? He says it will only hurt for a little while then it will feel better than anything he has ever done before. I scares me a lot but I really cannot wait to see what comes next, to feel it and taste it. I know soon my barely legal parts will no longer be virgins, just like my mouth.
Its easy to start talking about wanting a master. A slave girl like me needs to have a firm hand in their life to keep them from going crazy. Believe me, I’ve tried to go it alone but without some kind of dominance going on I am at a loss for what I need to do in a couple of weeks. I would consider myself a hardcore submissive in that I want the master‘s presence to be felt even when we aren’t together or doing anything sexual. What I am not is trying to impress anyone. Sometimes the whole BDSM scene is its own worst enemy. For one it’s full of pretentious douchebags who think that they are the singular authority on everything domination and submission. I don’t care about capitalization, I don’t need a master who enjoyed some time as someone’s slave first, ew. Most importantly though, I don’t care what other people think about me.
That seems weird for a sub to say and I realize it. I don’t mean that whatever master I find is going to have to deal with me generally not giving a crap about what he thinks. What I mean is that I don’t submit to one person and give up my slave collar tot hem so they can have me as theirs just to be on display for friends and colleagues who share the same sexual interests. At the same time though I do wish that I knew more submissive females so I’d have more people to talk to about wanting to get slapped around while I’m getting fucked in the ass but that’s probably just me wanting to have my cake and eat it too. What I’m really looking for is someone who isn’t afraid to call me on my bullshit and with a huge dick.
I’ve been into bondage for awhile now. Whips, chains, shackles, manacles, and whatever else you’ve got chances are I’ll be into it. I prefer being the one tied up to the one doing the tying. That’s a matter of preference. There’s nothing all that sexy about some dude being tied up honestly. You don’t see a whole lot of movies where a guy is tied up and there’s a reason for that. As a point of fact, in BDSM there’s is definitely a gender bias toward female submission but it doesn’t seem to matter who does the dominating. I prefer men for that too though.
I like shackles, I had a pair of them that I sort of stole from this army guy that I was dating. I really have no idea where he got them but I like them and I have been using them since then. Sometimes I do pretty rough stuff while I’m in shackles and they don’t really come with an instruction manual so there’s no way that’s easy to find out how to maintain them. Its not like I can just call the shackles store and say “I’m a filthy bondage slut. How do I fix my shackles?”
I guess I could say that but I won’t. Well, I was fucking in shackles last night. bent over and getting really nailed. I’m screaming, crying, cumming and my arms are being held up and behind my back by a lead that’s tied to the shackles. Literally I’m being fucked like an animal when suddenly my favorite shackles just snapped and my wrists popped free and the force of my arm jerking forward slapped the guy I was banging right in the dick. He went down and not in a good way and I thought about checking on him but I was upset about my shackles.
I love verbal humiliation and there are a lot of men who call me and assume it must because of some form of sexual abuse. How very wrong they are, indeed. I was never abused at any point in my life other than by choice. I’m very experienced in verbal humiliation and have never been verbally abused except when I wanted to be verbally humiliated. Sure sometimes it makes me cry, but I like it. The more cruel the better.
When I say , “I choose,: it is a bit of a stretch. I like to be forced into submission. I’m not one of those doormats. I prefer to be overpowered physically and mentally not necessarily with bondage but with physical strength and verbal humiliation. I guess you call that a form of bondage mental bondage. being taken that way is not the same as being tied up with ropes
Don’t get me wrong, like every other female, after a good session, I like to be cuddled. I like to be praised. I like to be praised for my obedience I like to be praised and rewarded for my good service. I pride myself in being a good obedient submissive girl even if it might require some physical force to get me there. I like dominant men who are both mentally and physically strong. I like powerful men.
I would say it’s my desire for powerful commanding men that has led me to my love for verbal humiliation and BDSM, not some daddy issue,sex abuse or anything like that I just like it really rough. I like to be taken. I like a man to prove his power to me and make me respect it. Think you have a chance? Take me for a test drive. I am right here, I dare you. Are you man enough?
If you’re looking for a phonesex slut then you don’t need to look any further than right here. This girl will take your fantasy and run with it in a way that you can’t even imagine. Real submissive girls like this one know that their true place is as the feet of a real man who knows how to use them. There’s no phonesex slut quite like this either. Nothing is too exotic, nothing is to taboo, and nothing is off limits. This is no holds barred phonesex with no limitations or restraint.
No matter your game she can play it and she will play it just as hard as you can. She’s a kinky dirty little phonesex slut and she needs a strong stern voice on the other end of the phone to tell her that he place, her purpose is to get you off. And why not? This girl is here right now and waiting to be used. She’s got an eager and dirty little mind waiting to be filled with whatever you want.
Your rewards and punishments for this phonesex slut will keep her on the edge of her seat, panting, moaning, and begging for more. Whether you are a strict dom or a caring sensual master she’ll be on board though we know for a fact that she does like her phonesex a little rough so don’t be afraid to go too far or too strong. Hard and strong are two of her favorite things.
Won’t you come and use this filthy phonesex slut? She needs your cock in her right away. Your whips and chains are bondage are welcome as well. And if she’s bad I hear a nice3 hard spanking will get her to adjust her attitude for you very quickly. Call her now.
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A ball gag is to keep a girl in her place. Remember that scene in Pulp Fiction where Bruce Willis and the black guy get tied up in the back room of that store by the Hillbillies When I was younger that made me so wet. not because it was happening to Bruce Willis but because it was a gag and that ball gag made him helpless. I imagined what it would be like to have me in the same position. Tied to a chair with a ball gag in my mouth I wouldn’t be able to do anything to stop whatever was going to happen to me. I’d be totally helpless. if they wanted to put their cocks in my ass and pussy I couldn’t do anything. If I got hatefucked by Billy Bob right there in front of his brother I couldn’t stop him even if I wanted to. I’d be helpless to do anything but cry.
There’s something hot about that rubber ball gag being shoved in your mouth. You can struggle, you can make choked little sounds of blissful suffering but you certainly can’t do anything but what good girls are supposed to do. Shut the fuck up and take the cock of a real man. Of course the ball gag is a tool of a real man but I’ve found that not a lot of men have the stones to actually try to tame me with one. This is where you come in. I’m flat out challenging you to tame me. Shove that ball gag in my mouth and fuck the living shit out of me. Don’t give me a change to beg you not to, use me hard and when you are done tell me what a good girl I was while I cry.
As a slave it is my duty to my master to be pleasing. When I fail to please it is also my duty to accept the punishment that is coming to me. I know that I am weak. A weaker girl must always understand that her job is to be pleasing and I failed in my duty last week to my master. In his eyes what I did was a much bigger thing than what I thought it was. I realize now that I spoke out of turn and embarrassed my master. Not because he is insecure but because y actions are a direct reflection on him. Others who know what we really are are always watching and they always are judging his level of control over me by observing the way I behave.
My master knows this, too. I knew it as well but I wasn’t thinking. I am a silly girl and I deserved the punishment that master chose for me. A slave auction for public use wasn’t something that I thought he could pull off. He had threatened it before but I always just assumed it was only that. The threat of being put on display for his friends’ amusement and use. master knows a lot of men who know how to treat a misbehaving girl. He knows more of them who don’t mind doing it at all even when other people are watching.
I never realized how humiliating that could be. In a room full of perhaps a dozen people in a private auction this slave was bid on. They watched me and judged me like I was an animal. They used me and put me back up on display to start another round of bidding. I realize now that I am a girl too lowly to afford such mistakes. master showed me the error of my ways and I’ll always cum on command, from here on out.
The first time that I ever got a slave collar it was a gift from my then dom who told me that a good slave must have a collar. I was new to all of this but outside of a sexual fetish for the slave collar I didn’t see the reason why a collar was needed to prove that I was really serious about being a slave. I was wrong about that but it took awhile for it to sink in for me. I’m not going to lie and say I didn’t (and still do) have a strong will. Sometimes when I get stuck on an idea I stay with it past making sense.
It required a good deal of training, physical, sexual, and otherwise before I saw the light. A slave collar is not an objectification process. It is a mark of honor in a slave girl’s life. If you give up your collar and allow your fate to be intertwined with that of another person, your dom? That’s magical. It really is one of the most important things that as a slave you’re ever going to do.
When I find a worthy dom again I’ll happily put on his slave collar. I know now what I didn’t know then and that’s the simple fact that everyone who calls themselves a slave should be collared. You are property but you are also valued property. People sitting outside of the BDSM scene don’t agree but a slave collar is not groveling, it is a badge of pride. I’m valuable enough to want to brand. That’s why I think a slave collar is important.
I have a collection of slave collars now. A collection I’d like to see grow. If you can be valuable to a lot of people worth being valuable to it measures your worth.
There’s a certain amount of appeal that you only really get with submissive phonesex. You’re kind of taking the responsibility of being the other end of the fleshlight on the phone for the master whose putting the faith and the pleasure of his own orgasm on the line for you. It’s a job that I take very seriously. When submissive phonesex comes to call I answer that call and no matter what fantasy I have to play out I treat it as one of my own. Masters like when a girl is good about those kinds of things as I’ve found out.
The fleshlight is a delicious invention. One of my phone Masters has a collection of them, an ass, a pussy, and a mouth. So no matter what we get to talking about he can get the real feeling of what we’re doing on the other end of the phone. He sent me a picture of him fucking one of them once and I still watch it and play with myself. I think the reason why I thought it was so sexy is because I knew that he was thinking about me at the time and that’s enough to make this girl feel… really good about herself.
With a fleshlight fucking and submissive phonesex the fantasy can literally go anywhere. We’ve talked about some nasty stuff and the more he comes back the more I realize I was a whole lot kinkier than I thought I was. That’s not a bad thing though, just a statement of the facts. I love to get master off with his toy. I love to be his toy. I’m really a no limits pig at the end of the day. Including a toy and hot pics into the mix is only going to get me more into it.