Category: Female bondage

Restaurant Play Time

Bondage Phone Sex

I went on a dinner date tonight with a twisted dominant man and I ended up being the sexy dessert! He made me wear a leash at the dinner table and liked to give me a good tug! Everyone in the restaurant was taken aback by our kinkiness but I didn’t give a fuck! His big sexy hands were under the table, going in and out of my pussy and playing with my asshole. I wasn’t allowed to moan either or else he would give my leash a really rough tug! I could feel his throbbing cock with my feet in his lap as I sat across from, it made my mouth water and my pussy drip just feeling on it! He took me by the leash and dragged me to the secluded restroom area in the back of the restaurant and was spanking my ass as we made our way. He bent my slutty self over the restroom sink and pushed my face against the mirror so that I could watch him while he dug deep into my sexy asshole with his monster cock. He made me scream! The louder that I moaned and screamed, the harsher he gagged me with the leash! It was so fucking hot and nasty! My asshole was gaping as he busted it wide open, spanking me and telling me what a nasty little whore I’ve been! I put my fingers in my pussy and fucked myself like crazy. Double penetration always makes me squirt cum everywhere, we made a huge mess! We left a good tip on the bill so that hopefully they don’t mind cleaning up after us!

Mmm Yes Mrs. Clause

  barely legal phone sex I answered a help wanted ad in the paper for a helper elf position with try outs so I thought what the hell I have nothing better to do so why not go for it. I arrive on time and some guy who only came up to my thigh in height so yeah great right? Anyway he led me off to this limo in the back the door was open and I could see a slightly mature woman in the back seat smirking smoking on a pipe. I climbed in next to her the next thing I know my legs are spread open and this strange woman is just tonguing at my clit. It felt amazing that is for sure! I got the part of course so I’m Mrs. Clause’s personal hoe this season!

Bondage Phone Sex Being the Tree

Bondage Phone SexI was the Christmas tree… Seriously. I was suspended upside down with small metallic balls hung from the rope, hooks embedded into my skin, and through my nipples. I had tinsel mixed with my jute rope to irritate my skin and make me twitch and itch as I hung unable to move except for muscle twitches. Then Master spun me, wrapping me with lights and making me truly festive. I was feeling nauseous and light headed by the time the world stopped moving but didn’t have much time to recollect my thoughts before Master put a Hitachi straight against my clit making me gasp and cry out with unexpected pleasure. I squirmed again this time as my body quivered and came, over and over, the toy merciless in the pleasure it forced on me. Then there was a cock at my lips and I found another hand forcing my mouth up and down over this cock. Making me throat fuck them as my head spun and my body over sensitized kept me from really knowing where I was. It seemed the party had begun and as the Hitachi disappeared and a new toy filled my pussy as the cock fucked my mouth… I was the centerpiece and all I was meant to do for the night was survive the whims of the Masters around me.

Car Sex

Barely legal phone sexI’m a girl of many talents when my man says help me out back you’re damn right I’m going to be getting greasy, dirty, and smelly right beside him but not before I get a little treat before we start working. I don’t care if the neighbors can see us let them watch hell they can join us if they want but I’m getting a little motivation before I start working beside you on this car. I’ll wiggle my nice round ass out of my shorts teasing you a little bit making you follow me into the back seat of this car to fuck me until my legs give out. Sounds like a great plan right? Call me up baby I’ll tell you everything I’ll do you in the backseat of that Impala.

Pain Slut Phone Sex meets Piano Wire

Pain Slut Phone SexRoofies are a hell of a drug. Especially when you wake up with your hands cuffed behind your back and sharp pains running across your stomach, ribs, thighs, and breasts. It felt as if I was being held up by knifes but as open my eyes. Try to force them to focus beyond the drug haze that had covered them. It took awhile to realize I was staring at a floor. It was concreted made brown with dirty and there were scuff marks from boots all around me. I tried to look down to see the bed I was on, but there was nothing under me. I didn’t understand. It didn’t make sense, I could feel the pressure underneath me as if I was laying on a bed of nails. I tried to look up behind me and cried out as I felt that sharp pain digging into me intensify so badly that my vision turned white until I forced myself to relax again. The pain didn’t go away but it wasn’t as if I was being sliced by hundreds of razors at once. I found myself panting as I recollected my brain working hard not to shift and get more comfortable as anytime a muscle flexed or moved it’d cause that sharp awful pain. I try to recollect what I saw before my vision turned and I remember a spiderweb. Nothing but thin silver lines moving from around me and into the ceiling but that didn’t make sense either and I just can’t understand. Then I heard the crunch of dirt being ground into concrete. The heavy footsteps of someone in boots walked towards me. I waited to see the person who had captured me but they never appeared in front of me and then I felt something soft, gentle, and evil across the sole of my foot. I gasped, laughing, as I instinctively tried to pull my foot away from whatever the soft item was. The pain was so intense that shot through me, my vision went white as I felt razor blades all over my body. A hard hand gripping my ankle and holding my foot still as the soft item went away to fingers. The hard fingers digging into the sensitive curve of my foot forcing me to laugh and scream as I jerk, pull away, and squirm against my bindings. I can feel them digging harder and harder into me. I feel what is almost a pop in some areas as the pain goes to an entirely new level. My frayed nerves extra sensitive from the abuse allowing me to feel the dripping blood from those popped sections. The sound of the blood dripping onto the floor was so loud to my ears. Even over my sobbing laughter. He wouldn’t let up though, his fingers just switching from one foot to the other, driving me mad. I couldn’t even beg for him to stop all my air went into crying, laughing, and sobbing. I felt like I was going to pass out and didn’t even realize how sick this was all making me until I felt the burn of stomach acid in my throat and seeing the mess I made on the floor. He stopped, still never saying a word to me as he walked around me. Stopping in front of me he pulled my hair pulling my head up. My face was red, my eyes full of tears and flowing, and even snot uncontrolled down my face. I flinched as he spoke. His voice hard and deep like gravel and wolf growls. “You made a mess slut.” He pulled me forward by my head, rocking me on whatever torture device he had put me on making me whimper and scream again. He pulled my face into his hard jeans. I could feel his hard cock as he ground the rough cloth against my face scratching it with his zipper and the metal button as he promised to me. “I’m going to have fun with you whore. Especially making you clean this up. Now open your mouth and beg me for my cock.”

Humiliation Phone Sex the Execution

Humiliation Phone SexI’ve been a bad girl. I’ve been running a ring of spies almost as a pimp. Would find our target and seduce them and get their secrets which we would then sell. Of course we were arrested and while my girls were given life me as the leader was given death by public execution.I was left in the dark on the day but as I heard the sex of multiple heavy boots against the concrete floors I knew today was the day.

“It’s time to go.” the deep masculine voice of a guard I’ve never seen before stopped in front of my cell. I felt my heart start to race and stood up looking at the man. “Today? Already?” I asked, trying not to let my voice quiver and he acknowledged me. “Today. Strip and turn around and back towards the cell.” I took off my jumpsuit and back towards the bars. He reached through put cuffs around wrists and then did the same to my ankles connecting them with a 2 foot long chain before he unlocked the door and let me out. He stopped me outside the door and connected a chain dog leash moving it between my legs forcing me to walk down this long hallway. The chain digging and grinding into my pussy making it rather hard to keep up with my captors. As we get to the end of the hallway I see a cross on the bed of a truck. I’m not sure exactly what it was for but he led me onto the bed of this truck and told me “Don’t fucking try anything.” before he turned me around undoing the cuffs on the wrist and the ankles and connecting them to the cross and got into the truck. Leaving me exposed to everyone who cared to look and began to drive. Leaving me cold and shivering as the air whipped around me as he took me the site of my execution…

To be continued…

I needed help..

I had no one else to turn too. He was my only hope and I thought he would be way more than willing to help me. He let me in and right away I just started crying to my friend. He hugged me tight and asked me what was wrong. He was always there for me and I knew he would help. I was late on my rent and if I didn’t pay it today, I was going to be kicked out. He smiled and asked me how much I needed.  “$1,500 to get up to date on my rent plus a little extra to get me by, until I can get my job going.” His smiled dropped and tears welled up int he corner of his eyes. He had the money but it was set aside for a special trip he had been planning. If he canceled now he would not be able to go for another year. He even got the time off from work. I got down on my knees and begged. I was begging him to reschedule! I would be his slave for a month and pay him back as soon as I could. I told him I would do anything so I don’t have to be homeless.

Financial Domination Phone Sex

Within a second he said to take my shirt off. I hesitated but I need that money. I slipped my top off. His list went on. Finally I was standing there naked in his living room while he started rubbing his cock. The precum was drooling out of the tip of his cock. “Do you want that money Cody? Show me how badly you want your rent paid.” I got down on my knees and started sucking his cock. He grabbed fist fulls of hair on the each side and he started throat fucking me! Then he bent me over and shoved his wet cock deep into my asshole. Pounding my tight ass until he blew his load deep inside!

Cocksucking Phone Sex

Golden Shower Phone Sex for the Public

Golden Shower Phone SexMaster, I want to show you what a good slut I am. To remind you that my body belongs to you heart, mind, soul and I will always do as you command no matter how outlandish the request. You own my consent. That’s how I find myself on my knees in the bathroom of your favorite pub. My ankles tied to my thighs keeping me in a kneeling position with puppy pads under me as my only protection from the tile. I was wearing a latex corset, a plug in my ass. Vibrator in my pussy and clamps on my nipples with a chain attached between the two. I also had a ring gag, to force my mouth to stay open and a sign written on my chest in lipstick that just said “Toilet slut” so as men came in drunk, horny, lonely, they saw me and my pretty pink pussy wet and dripping. Gurgled moans escaping from the gag. One man comes in, laughs, and pulls out his cock. A dark, stinking, stream of piss comes from the tip. Lands over my tits before he steadies his aim and it goes up my neck, to my chin, and into my mouth. Forcing me to swallow that vile dehydrated bodily fluid before he shoves his cock into my throat. Not hard with whiskey dick but still forcing that half flaccid piss covered cock down my throat and choked me on it until the next man came in and demanded his turn next.

Furry Friends Phone Sex

Furry Friends Phone SexMaster, I appreciate the want of exploration and learning but I didn’t think you’d ever make me a furry friends phone sex whore. Especially not on a stage in front of everyone. There I was though, my hands tied to a stripper pole after I had danced for you and your friends. I was blindfolded and gagged. On my knees with a pillow under them to protect them from the stage. So I had no idea what was happening as I felt a cold wet thing against my ass and in my pussy. A long wide tongue fucking my wet pussy going harder and harder as I got wetter and wetter. I felt a hot soft tickle sensation on my back and sharp hard claws running on my sides. The hips of whatever was touching me kept poking me with a hot wet cock. Every Time it’d hit my pussy it’d hump harder until it popped out. Eventually you help it, point its cock at my pussy keeping it inside of me as it grew bigger and bigger. It was humping me so hard and filling me up so quick I was already lost in the hot pleasure, listening to the cheers of the audience as this thing begins to swell inside of me. Throbbing as I feel the hot cum shoot right against my cervix the big swollen thing in my pussy rubbing my pussy from the inside. Sending me into my first of many orgasms.

Fetish Phone Sex with Slutty Jillian

Something I haven’t shared with anyone just yet: I am NOT fond of veggies. Corn and green beans I can handle. But carrots, salads, peas, all that other muck? Buddy, toss that out of my house, I don’t wanna see that mess!

The other night, though, I had a call from a real foodie. He wanted to cook for me, and I was happy to let him. Until he told me he was making a vegetarian meatloaf with potatoes and a side of steamed squash. I was ready to bolt, but he caught up with me. He lifted me up and carried me, kicking and squealing, back to my chair at the table. He tied me down to my chair, sat next to me, and began to try to spoon-feed me! I fought, of course, until he got up, wrapped his free arm around me to pry my mouth open, then forced the food into my mouth. Once he let me go, I spit it back out onto the floor. He chuckled, which threw me, then walked over, scooped it up, and forced it BACK into my mouth!! He actually worked my jaws FOR ME until he massaged the food down my throat. By that point, I was sick to my stomach from it, and I threw it right back up.Fetish phone sex

Again, that chuckle came, and I just knew what was about to happen. He scooped it BACK up and RE-FED IT TO ME! After a few more sessions like that, I finally managed to keep a bite down. He patted me on the head, kissed my cheek, and massaged one of my breasts. He kept spoon-feeding me, rewarding me with caresses, massages, and the occasional fingering. By the time I finished my dinner, I was too horny to remember that I should have been sick to my stomach. When he finished feeding me, he cleared the table, leaving me tied to the chair the entire time. Then, he came back, untied me, and lifted me from the chair to carry me to the bathroom. He brushed my teeth FOR ME, then carried me to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom, he put me on the bed, walked over to a bag I hadn’t noticed he’d brought, and pulled out a cloth. He put me in a DAMN DIAPER!! Then again, he kept the rest of me bare, massaging baby oil into every inch of my bare skin. He told me what a good girl I’d been, and then he fucked my body in so many ways and positions, I swear it had to be unholy. After all was said and done, I didn’t think I would mind wearing a diaper for him, if he fucked me that well every time.Humiliation phone sex