All my life, I had been told I was too quiet and submissive, but I knew I would be perfect for Submissive phone sex. I had no idea that her hidden submissive streak would lead me into bondage as a ‘submissive whore’.
It all started one evening when my boyfriend took me to an exclusive private club. It was like nothing I had ever seen before. From the leather-clad attendants to the strange activities happening in dark corners, it was like a world I had only dreamed of.
Once inside the club, my boyfriend led me down a dark hallway. He told me to remove my clothing, and my heart raced with curiosity. He arranged me in a corner and tied my hands above my head. I heard leather snaps being pulled tight around my wrists and ankles as my boyfriend tightened the bondage on me. This was a whole new world of surrender I never knew existed.
Soon after, a woman dressed in black appeared and began meeting the desires of my submissive fantasies. I felt completely vulnerable and exposed as the woman forcefully took control of me. The feeling of being helpless was exhilarating, and I willingly submitted to all the pleasurable torments of the woman.
That night I was transformed into a submissive whore. From that moment on, I never thought of submission the same way again. I had discovered a new level of freedom and pleasure and knew I would never go back.