Hanging in the hotel (part 3: New Rules)

Sharon lay on the floor, hogtied tightly, her ass was beginning to burn from the now 6 hour deep wedgie. The lights were off and there was no noise at all, like a warehouse. The girl felt like she was an object, that she was forgotten about and had been left here to collect dust. Little did she know what was in store for her.

The door was unlocked, the lights came on, her new owner walked in and sat on a chair. He gazed at Sharon’s ass and could see the outline of her pussy as her cameltoe was still tightly in place. He got up, standing next to his fresh purchase. The ropes were slowly removed and before she knew it, the slave was on her knees with her eyes level to the man who she now belonged to’s crotch. She looked up at him, a slap hit her on the cheek. “Eyes down, whore” he whispered.

Sharon was left on her knees as the man circled her, observing his new property, she was pushed forwards onto all fours so he could inspect her deeply.

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Hanging in the hotel (part 2: the sale)

Sharon was picked up and taken off her hanger, the underwear stayed jammed up her ass and tightly pushed against her pussy. She was carried in a firemans lift to a cage, which had another girl lying on her back in. The man put Sharon on her feet and instructed her to lay over the girl so that she had her head between her legs, the girls blue underwear had slipped between her lips and she was whimpering quietly. Someone pushed Sharon’s head down so her mouth was smushed against the girls wet crotch and then the cage was slammed shut, locked by a padlock and the girls were trapped.

The cage was sat on a bellhop trolley and a sheet was thrown over it before the two products restrained products were wheeled away. The sound of a lift door closing filled Sharon’s ears as they were sent up to the top floor of the hotel. The girls felt movement and when the sheet was removed, they found themselves on top of a stack of cages, which all had 2 girls in.

Hanging out in the hotel

Sharon was sat in the back seat of the car, her hands handcuffed to each door, her legs tightly bound with her tights which were stripped off her before she got in the car and her mouth covered with duct tape. Her chauffeur slowly pulled into the high rise car park of the hotel, occasionally glancing in his rear view mirror, taking a good look up her skirt at her grey panties.

The bound girl was being taken to the monthly slave auction after being recruited as a whore. As the car pulled into a space, Sharon began to panic. Her driver got out of the car and two men got in, taking the cuffs off and dragging her out of the car and straight into a suitcase on a trolley. The girl was wheeled into a lift and the next thing she saw was a hotel room with 5 coat hanging racks in it.

147 spanks [fm]

3 days ago I made a post on r/sluttyconfessions about how my boyfriend had found my alt reddit account and was about to punish me for being such a needy slut. I was advised to ask the comments for punishment suggestions and someone said “a spank for every upvote”. The upvotes levelled our at 147 (my best post ?) and I never back down on a promise!

So tonight, my boyfriend (Jack) and I agreed he would give me the spanks in one session and he would give a lower level of pain per spank. I decided that the best position would be to lie over his lap so I didn’t get achy legs. We had a takeaway and he had prepared loads of aftercare stuff for me. We agreed that punishment would commence at 9:30pm.

9:29.
We had finished tea and I was lying with my head in Jacks lap, watching TV. Hoping he had forgotten that it was spanking time. Suddenly, an alarm on his phone went off: “Keira punishment”

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Accepting in a whore [fm]

Tonight my boyfriend found my reddit account and saw that I was posting my secrets online.

This is the story of my punishment:

Me – Keira, 19
My boyfriend- Jack, 20

Jack found my account because I forgot to log out before he came over tonight. Bye told me that it was a really naughty thing to do and that I needed a special punishment.

He went downstairs to get some drinks and also some tools, I was told that if I got off the bed, I would be doubly punished.

When jack came back upstairs, he held my chin up and guided me to lie on my front. He then reached down my booty shorts and pulled my bikini briefs up, lifting my hips up and making me squeal out in pain. He kept pulling till they ripped off me and I sank back onto the bed.
“Look at me” he said, holding my ripped knickers in his hand. I looked up. Jack then used the knickers to gag me, tying them around my mouth.

Concealing red handprints and a wedgie during my birthday at a restaurant [fm]

Yesterday was my birthday! I turned 19 and my boyfriend (Jack, who’s 20) took me to a hotel for the night. He had promised me that I would “never forget” this birthday.

When we arrived at the hotel and got to our room, I lay on the bed in a starfish like position. Jack stood at the foot of the bed and put his hands on my waist, slowly pulling my leggings off. He climbed onto the bed and sat against the headboard. I smiled at the sight of his semi-erection and asked him what he wanted to do. He asked me how old I was and when I replied “19”, he quickly put his hand through my hair and lightly pulled it so I lifted up, then he used his other hand to push my bum until I was lying face down over his lap. I was laughing and asking him what he was doing, he explained that as it’s my birthday, I get spankings, 19 on each cheek plus 1 for luck.

Cum cocktail for brat. [fm] [oral]

Firstly, my boyfriend (Jack 20) and I (Keira 18) have a very good relationship and we both enjoy a bit of Dom/sub. We never use it to settle arguments or serious stuff, just when it feels right. I always tell him if it’s too far vice versa.

Jack and I had been out for a meal and when we were, I had jokingly been really bratty to him. He warned me that if I didn’t stop, I’d end up being sore tomorrow but I ignored it and kept going, knowing what I wanted. We got back to his house (which we had to ourselves because his parents had gone away for a week), we went into the kitchen to get some drinks and as soon as we went through the door, he reached up the back of my top and grabbed my bra strap, stopping me in my place. He let go, letting it twang onto my back and moved closer to me. His hand slowly slid up my body from my leg, to thigh, to around my waist, to my chest until it rested around my neck.
“You really shouldn’t have been such a brat today.”