… the thing about this little girl is that her beautiful shaved smooth little pussy is just so delicious that her owner can’t stop needing to fuck her, he comes home late from work and she’s already asleep so he gets between her legs and positions the head of his cock right at the entrance, just opening up her lips, and as she starts to wake up, he ploughs in so deep that she cries out, and he covers her mouth with his hand and muffles her protestations as he rams into her cunt over and over again grunting and pounding away, his weight pinning her to the bed, and he whispers in her ear “you know you deserve this, your beautiful little cunt deserves it, who’s my cunt, who’s my babygirl” and when he moves his hand away she squeals out “me master, i’m your cunt master” and keeps on sobbing and when he fucks her so deep she cries out in pain and he cums inside her and he pulls his cock out and grabs her by the hair, dragging her down to it and forcing his cock into her mouth, she sucks on it hungrily and greedily and he smiles down at her, “sorry for waking you up sweetheart, but your pussy just needs to be fucked”, and after she’s cleaned him up, she thanks him before drifting off to sleep again …
Last time my period came (I take the pill and skip my periods regularly), I told Master a couple of days in advance, like normal, and he took advantage of the last night in particular.
It started with me sneakily deep throating him while he was digging around for a toy in his bedside drawer. Then (and let’s see if I can remember this all in the correct order) he put the small butt plug in me, then he put the hood on me, then he spanked me, then he put the collar on me, then he used the crop on me, then he took out the small butt plug, then he put the big butt plug in, then he buckled on the chastity belt, then he made me go down on him, then he tied me to the foot of the bed and face fucked me, then he took off the chastity belt, then he fucked my cunt, then he fucked my ass, then he calmed me down, then he fucked my ass again and was harder and went deeper.
That was a tremendously intense hour. And then I was so extremely broken it was a relief I only had to serve orally for the following week!
… when it’s time for my assessment, my master hogties me, blindfolds me, and loads me into his pickup truck. i’m in the backseat with master’s best friend, joe, he’s pulled me over his lap and gripped me in place with his fingers pushing right onto my holes, but not into. joe is frustrated, i can tell, he’s not allowed to have his cock down my throat like usual on a car ride, so he’s punishing me by pinching my nipples until i want to cry. at which point i say “thank you master joe for hurting me” because that’s all i’m allowed to do. he laughs, pinches harder, and pushes my face into his groin, i can feel his heat through his jeans.
we arrive and i’m untied by joe, he pulls me out by my leash and i trip out of the cab, it’s hard to stay on all fours at all times. he passes me over to master. “the whore can’t wait to get in there.” master gives a short laugh in response. he tugs on my leash and i scramble onto all fours as we enter the hotel. other slaves are there in the lobby, i don’t have a chance to look at them as i’m dragged fast as can be into a room down the end of the hall. there’s an extremely large bed on one wall, and lots of armchairs and couches at the other. there are men everywhere, i think about 7, sitting and watching our arrival. they’re wearing jeans, tshirts, they look relaxed, then master’s foot is on my neck, crushing my face to the ground, i quickly lace my fingers on top of my head, feel the soft carpet on my cheek, stare at the ground. i know my place.
the men all greet my master, there are no names, of course, just lots of handshaking, they clearly know each other, some in-jokes, some laughter. “this is today’s, you’ve been busy the last few months, we’re fascinated to see.” “put her up on the bed, let’s get into it.” “we’re here all week but this is the one we’ve waited for. you always have the best.” “he does great work, no denying it.” i know they’re talking about me, and when master says “you won’t be disappointed, she’s very obedient” i feel that thrill of approval, which comes right with a sharp jolt of humiliation, and then i feel my cunt get wet automatically, it knows that i’ll get even more approval if i’m obedient, and i try to stop thinking and just be good.
the men gather around and drag me up onto the bed, on my back. they all want to be involved, they’re holding my ankles, wrists, a fistful of hair, one is laughing as he grabs my breast and drags me by it, everything hurts because i can’t actually move myself, they’re moving me like i’m a side of meat, heave-ho, up she goes. i’m on my back and the men are moving around me, lots of zipper sounds as pants are hitting the floor, shirts are off, they’ve got each limb pinned to the mattress, they’re staring at me, i don’t know where to look.
“what i love about his girls is that they don’t fight. but then is that always the best, i’m not sure.” “the thing is they don’t think to fight. it’s beaten out of them. you’re rough with them, aren’t you.” “i’ve got to be rough. i don’t have time to win their trust with bloody cupcakes and teddy bears.” laughter and back-slapping. “you know if you want real ageplay, though, you’ve got to push them into that role. they get so confused, they know they have to love daddy’s cock if they want another doll.” “you’re right, i’ve got to come over for a visit again. i miss having a little girl beg daddy to show her his penis and make her a big girl finally.” “laugh all you want, there’s a market.” “no doubt.” “anyway you break them hard, don’t you.” “i break them, i bought them, then they have to pay.” more laughter.
“gentlemen, enough, let’s start with the assessment.” they settle down, and there’s some movement. master walks off and i think he sits down in an armchair. the men gather in tight around me, they’re getting on the bed and murmuring between themselves. they pull my knees right up and apart so my pussy is spread wide open. “speculum?” “no, tight first. inspect after.” “yeah, sure.” one man, he’s older even than master, big belly, tall, he’s going to crush me, he gets between my legs, and speaks directly to me. “look at me, girl. why are you here?”
“i’m here for my assessment sir.” he sighs. “well obviously.” out of nowhere he slaps my pussy so hard i scream. “why are YOU being ASSESSED?” i’m gasping. “because i’m a girl and i have to go to a new master. to fuck me. because i’m here to be fucked. and the council decides who my master will be. to fuck me.”
he chuckles. “she’s excited about being fucked, isn’t she.” he addresses his next question to master. “what’s her schedule been like recently?” “lots of arousal, very very little completion. i keep her dilated, in pain, lots of excellent viewing material to keep her awake, and joe, you know him, natural born sadist.”
“see gentlemen, this is what i’m talking about. he knows his trade.” the big man shifts his focus back to me. “so let’s get her done. let’s get you done, little girl. you want to be fucked?” “i … i … have to be fucked. i’m a girl. i’m here for fucking.” i feel like an idiot. this has been my life for so long now. i don’t know why he’s asking so much. i’m scared but i know i’m here for cocks to use me, i’m so many holes just waiting to be fucked. i’ve seen it on tv a million times. master with so many girls, his cock filling them up, they can’t even speak, joe’s fucking them too, they’re being fucked, i need to be fucked – i blurt this last bit out, “i need to be fucked, fuck me, fuck me”.
the men laugh as if i’ve made the funniest joke in the world. i start crying, i don’t know what to do, i can’t handle being laughed at, i need a cock in me. “please, fuck me, fuck me, i want to be good…?”
the big man shushes the others. “gentlemen. come on.” he pivots and pushes the head of his cock just in between my pussy lips. he looks at me, grips my face, looks deep in my eyes, i’m still crying, and i’m thrusting up to get more cock in me, “fuck me please fuck me please fuck me fuck my cunt my cunt fuck my cunt” and he drives deep into me and i arch my back to meet him and he rams deeper and deeper and i’m finally being fucked and the men crowd in even more and there’s a cock forced into my mouth and finally i’m being the girl i’m supposed to be and i’m being fucked by two men and the other men are grabbing at my body, there are cocks moving in and out of my mouth, forced into my hands, the big man is pushing so deep into me i feel like screaming and then he pulls out and i’m moaning around the cock in my mouth, and he pulls my legs up and over my head and i’m uncomfortable and he shifts position and i feel his cock pushing into my ass and i can’t help it i need it i need it and it goes deep into me and now it hurts it hurts so so much and i know master told me it would hurt but it hurts and he pushes so deep and he won’t stop and i want to cry but a new cock is plunging into my mouth, and then he starts fucking my ass, and fucking it, and deep, and i feel something on my pussy, it’s hot and cold and it hurts but it’s good and i am arching again i want it i want him in me and the men are talking and yelling and laughing and then my mouth is full of cum and more cum is hitting my face, and i feel the big man’s cock pump cum inside me, deep inside, and more cum is landing on my body, and then they’re pulling away from me, and i’m lying there crying, they’ve still got my ankles and wrists so i can’t move.
“absolutely fucking brilliant.” “she is impeccable.” “great training.” “she wants it and she doesn’t know why.” “that’s training, that is. that’s instinct now.”
the big man has gone to talk to master. they’ve lowered their voices. the men around me continue talking. “she’s a giver, she is. there’s no hesitation.” “that’s the thing, she would be on you at all hours.” “well you don’t have to give it to her. that’s why i keep, you know, uncles, around.” “that’s why i keep them in the stockade half the time.” “i still think some fight would be nice.” “we know what you like though. all fight.” “the thing is, would she be loyal.” “well how the fuck would she sleep around.” “true.” “i’d make her. there’s no point keeping girls to myself.” “yes but your girls spend most their nights bent over the bar. do they even know you exist.” “so funny. so funny but you’re lining up behind them all the time.” “what can i say, your girls are good. how do you keep them so tight, anyway?”
i’m covered in cum and still gasping for breath. did i pass my assessment? i just want to curl up and sleep.
“gentlemen, speculum.” they shift around and prop my legs up again. i recognise that feeling, every day my training, i instinctively look for the movie to begin, but of course i’m not in my crate right now. it goes in my pussy, and cranks open. and further open. i practise my breathing to let it open all the way. finally it reaches that point. i feel my pussy clench instinctively, so i relax it, consciously, carefully. the big man is inspecting me carefully, his head is between my legs and he’s playing inside me with his fingers, now he’s licking my little button, Master calls it my bad girl button, and i start to cry when i feel the big man doing things to it. he pulls away. “how do you do this with them, she cries when i play with her clit, it’s so excellent, her pleasure comes only from serving.” “it takes time, for sure, but vinegar and choking help a lot.” “fuck you’re good. love your work.” the big man keeps inspecting, calling out colours and numbers which someone else writes down. someone pushes a cock down my throat, and i keep myself occupied with sucking it as well as i can. i’m relieved when the big man doesn’t go back to my bad girl button, and i suck extra carefully to try and show how thankful i am.
the big man stands up and speaks. “right everyone, grade 2s, clear out, grade 1s, stick around for a moment.” the cock i’m sucking rams deep into my throat then pulls out, he must be a grade 2, he rubs it on my lips and cheeks before leaving me. my arms are released, though i won’t move them until i’m told to. the big man is stroking my thighs. people leave the room, talking between themselves, and the big man waits til the door is shut before he speaks again. “well gentlemen, she’s a real treat. there’s no denying it. you’ve excelled this time,” he says to my Master, “you really have”. about three men, besides my Master, are left in the room. they gather around the big man. he quickly pulls the speculum out of me and looks me in the eyes. “finger yourself, slut, both holes, as fast as you can, and don’t stop.”
“yes Sir” i gasp out, and begin fucking myself, one finger in my pussy, one in my ass.
“come on girl, you can do better than that. i want 2 fingers in each hole. now.”
i do it immediately. i feel that my pussy is wetter already, just loving hearing the tone in his voice.
there’s conversation in the room which i can’t hear, and i’m feeling alone on the bed, and i wish i had a fun movie to watch, i like the one when my Master is teaching his two daughters how to sit next to each other so they can both suck his cock and balls. i’m fingering myself over and over again, and keeping my legs spread wide because the big man didn’t say i could move.
finally the door opens again, and everyone except the big man leaves. Master comes over to me and rams his hand against mine so that my fingers go extra deep. “be good, little girl. listen to men and obey them.” he leaves the room. the big man and i are alone.
“fingers out. don’t touch yourself again, ever, unless i say you can.” i pull my fingers out extra quick. i want to please him. i want his cock again. i want to be fucked. i don’t say anything though. i want to obey.
“you’re coming home with me tonight. you’re mine now. do you understand?” he stares down at me.
“yes Sir, i understand.”
“Master. i’m your Master now.”
“yes Master, yes, i understand.”
“do you know why i’m keeping you for myself?”
“… no Master…” i hope i’m going to hear approval.
“because i’ve never met a cunt who so desperately wants nothing more than to be used for a man’s pleasure. you don’t want anything but to serve men, do you. you just want cock. that’s impressive. girls will say it, sluts will say anything, but you know they still hope that a man is going to give THEM pleasure. it doesn’t work like that here, it never will. you actually get pleasure from serving men, and that’s rare. you don’t like getting pleasure the usual way, do you.” he rubs my bad girl button again.
“no Master, no please, i don’t want to be bad!” i whimper and hope he won’t punish me.
he laughs. “delightful. now, how about an ass fucking, i’ll probably make you bleed. what do you say?”
“yes please Master, as long as you will enjoy it, i want you to be happy. and i want to be fucked.”
he laughs again. “so greedy. greedy for slavery. and you’re going to be mine. i’m looking forward to this. i’ve got some movies at home i think you’re going to like, and you and i are going to make some beautiful new ones. now, get up and show me how thankful you are that you’re coming home with me.”
i leap up and wrap my lips around his cock, i lick his balls, i take all of him down my throat, and i feel his fingers grab fistfuls of my hair, and i sigh happily as i taste the cock of my forever Master. when he rams it so hard it makes my eyes water, i am even happier knowing he’s using me and i’m in pain. i can’t wait to go home with him and serve him forever and ever. i think he feels how happy i am, because he cums soon, and when he forces me to lick the last drops off the floor, i can see him smiling, and when he steps on my neck to smear my face in the drops of his cum, i know i’m where i belong.
Two weeks ago we were in bed, finally getting back to the headspace.
He started by putting the hood on me. At which point my cunt starts getting wet, guaranteed. He checked – stroked between my pussy lips, and approvingly remarked, “just a slut, still, I see.” He then put the bondage opera gloves on me, and the posture collar, he put the penis gag in my mouth, the spreader bar on my ankles, and pinioned my arms above my head. Take a moment to let that image sink in. Me, hooded and gagged, unable to see or speak, arms encased in leather, strapped above my head, and legs spread obscenely wide, cunt entirely exposed.
Soon to be more exposed, as he eased into my cunt the speculum, and began to open me up. I love this moment because it’s so hard to have a good physical experience – it opens me up, I get tense, it hurts, he opens me more, it hurts more, I try to relax, I can’t, he opens me more, I panic, I tense, it hurts, he opens me more, I get frantic from discomfort and exposure, and then he usually opens me up just a bit more. I’m by now panting around the penis gag, willing my cunt muscles to relax just a bit, and often failing miserably at this.
He enjoys my discomfort, pops out the gag, and pushes his cock down my throat, fucking my face for a few moments while twisting my nipples so hard I feel they’re about to rip off. I am still desperately trying to relax my cunt, trying to stay in a good position, trying to swallow his cock, trying to be a good girl.
He pulls out of my mouth, puts the gag back in, and goes to inspect my cunt. Many humiliating comments are made, pointing out just how wet I am, how red my lips are as I’m clearly so turned on, how I must love being treated like a whore because my cunt wants to be fucked so hard. He plays inside my cunt, tickling me with a finger, pinching at my clitoris. I’m breathing hard and feeling like a total slut, on display and loving it.
He finally relents and takes the speculum out; needless to say this is driven not by some chivalrous impulse, but rather a desire to rape the fuck out of me as he unbuckles my ankles, positions himself between my legs, raises me up slightly for the best position for him, and then fucks me horribly well, going as deep as he can every time, going extra fast and extra hard til he is panting as well. I’m still in the hood, the gag, and my arms are still pinioned overhead. I couldn’t get out of my head how I must look to him, and I felt so humiliated, knowing that just an hour earlier we had been having simply innocent cuddling in bed, and yet THIS, being used like a hole for his cock’s entertainment, was more effective at arousing my libido; that I needed to be debased and hurt to get turned on. That he knew it – and was taking advantage of it. He slapped my breasts, over and over; pushed into me deep – and then further – and further still til I was screaming around the gag – and then he fucked me deep to that point over and over again, telling me take it, that I deserved it. And I just got wetter.
How could I not. I am just his slut, nothing more.
This is the instruction he gives me as he is fucking me from behind. He’s had me on my stomach, pinned my arms behind my back, and he’d got the perfect angle to thrust right into the core of me. I’d been totally helpless, unable to push or pull away from him, and so I had just sagged into submission, feeling my thighs get wet from his cock pulling all the way out so he could just rip me right open again.
Then he’s hoisted me up by my hips so that I’m balancing on my knees. I push myself up on my hands to be on all fours, but he angrily slams my head back down into the pillow, face-first, and grabs my hands to force them onto the back of my head so again, I have no ability to push back against him. I feel how vulnerable I am as my ass is pushing up and displaying my holes to him, and I can scarcely breathe but I can feel his satisfaction with this new angle as he pulls my pussy lips wide until I fear I will tear. I moan into the pillow and hear in response, “just be a good cunt”. He jams his thumb into my ass, lets go of my lips, then two fingers in my ass, and as I’m gasping for breath he’s plunged again deep into my cunt, and now he fucks me so hard, so fast, “you love this, don’t you, just being my slut, I can feel how wet your cunt is getting,” and he’s ramming into me and I’m burning and sopping wet and dying for more and I’m just being a cunt, and I love it.
husband returned home last night at 1:30am. i was totally asleep. he crept into bed for some quick hugs and kisses good night with me. he discovered the butt plug on his pillow. what quickly eventuated was him making various sounds of surprise and delight before promptly rolling me onto my stomach, spreading my ass cheeks wide, sliding that plug deep into me, and then pinning my wrists to the bed while sliding his cock deep into my cunt. his weight pressing into me, my fogged up still half asleep brain, his cock thrusting over and over again into my cunt which was still wet from that evening’s fantasies while waiting for him … he noticed how wet i was, and correctly suspected that i was totally begging for this kind of treatment, he hoisted me up onto all fours, rammed into me hard and fast like he was paying by the minute, and then, in a crazy sexy hot move that won’t make sense unless you are me, he ripped my arms out from under me, forced my face into the pillow, held me there with a hand on the back of my head, gripped my hips with the other hand, and fucked me brutally – such a nice word, and in this case, so fucking appropriate. if i tried to jerk away, he’d slide out just enough to be able to really ram back in and make me yelp with pain. if i tried to position myself better to find the right angle, he’d plough in so deep that i would just scream into the pillow and give up on finding any improvement in sensation. he pulled my nipples down into the mattress, forcing me lower and lower, and then he pounded down and into me from an even meaner angle. i was gasping and headspaced out and just totally insane from this, loving what he was doing but feeling so out of control. he finally – FINALLY – pulled out, and as i rolled over into a foetal position and took deep wracking breaths to try and recover, he dragged me back into position, pulled out the butt plug, and placed the head of his cock right at my asshole. held my arms behind my back, and slowly, very slowly, very calmly, he pushed into me, and i just collapsed into it, i think i was leaking tears and just beyond all of this.
at that point he pulled out. praised me to heaven and back – for not fighting him as he prepared to fuck my ass as i lay there exhausted and in pain – for asking to be used in the first place – for making myself wet for him – for obeying so perfectly and being so wonderful, i think were his exact words 🙂
he held me, and stroked me, and patted me, and lulled me back to sleep.
day #2 starts in 1 hour when we turn off game of thrones and i push my cunt lips onto his cock head and ask him to please fuck his slave girl …
The fantasies I have been entertaining recently are nowhere near as articulate and well-read.
They involve his hands on my mouth, my breasts, between my legs, his voice murmuring evil things in my ears, his body controlling mine and effortlessly turning me to a wobbly-legged light-headed creature just begging to be tortured and tormented by him.
To be precise they also involve a butt plug, an under-bust corset, impossibly high heels, our car parked in a secluded spot, me bent over the hood, him fingering my cunt roughly, too many fingers right from the start, forcing me open, my nipples hardening under my thin top in the cold wind, him hiking up my short skirt just enough to push in the plug, through my crotchless panties, and then quickly following that with his cock deep into my cunt, ploughing into me while i am bent over, uncomfortable, cold, shivering, then on the ground on all fours, my breasts hanging down and him fucking me hard and fast to cum quickly, leaving me gasping …
… and then back in the car, the plug still in, and him handing me a birthday present – i open it up, and find a brand new vibrator inside, and i’m to fuck myself with it while he drives us home, he wants to see it disappearing into my cunt, and once he’s decided i’ve had enough, he pulls out the plug, and tells me to fuck my ass with the vibe, and as i struggle to do so, he pulls into the driveway at home, and i’ve only gotten 1 or 2 inches inside me, he pulls it out, brings me inside, and begins the whole night again, in bed, and starts off by replacing the vibe with his cock …
(btw i am impatiently awaiting his return from a night out. endlessly fantasising to myself and waiting for him to return home!)
recently Master told me he wanted me to play ‘top’ him for an evening, which is something he likes from time to time. it’s not full bdsm style, just, tie him up and tease him sexually until i release him and he devours me! fun 🙂 so, i tied him up, rode him ever so slowly, kept pulling back, was generally a real tease … then i untied him.
he was very happy, and we cuddled, and i said to him something like “just to be clear, i know you’re horny now, and you’re my Master, so you decide whether or not you fuck me.” he told me he knew – as he slid his still rock hard cock into my greedy, wet cunt. he began fucking me from behind, and as we got into the rhythm of it, he told me, “it’s time to remember what your role really is.”
this was the warning that it was about to get very rough, and i was about to feel very owned. first he dragged me to the side of the bed til my head fell over the edge, and he proceeded to fuck my mouth right down my throat in that position, i was squirming and overwhelmed. then he flung me onto my stomach, pinned my arms behind my back, and used his position above me to crush me into the mattress and make me incapable of even squirming away while he fucked me very, very hard.
after a while he seemed to realise i was on the verge of breaking down, and he pulled out, but didn’t tell me to move – so i stayed in that position, as i felt the head of his cock press into my ass. it had been weeks since we last had anal sex, so i felt very apprehensive, but i expected he would go slow to ease me back into it.
surprisingly enough, this was not the case. he pushed steadily into my ass, and i felt him stretch me wide open. he pulled back, and i thanked god mentally for that, and then he slowly pushed back in, and i thought – okay, i can handle this – and then he kept pushing further and further in, and i was whimpering “no, no, no” over and over, of course i didn’t safeword because there was nothing destructive here, just horribly intense, and he went so far in that i just collapsed beneath him, relaxing as much as i could, and once he sensed that he started fucking me – not gentle ‘first anal sex in a while’ fucking, but seriously hard and heavy – kind of almost like real sex – and in and in and in and out and deep and hard and fucking my ass like it was my cunt and i just hung in there for the ride but it was doing my head in and i couldn’t believe he was actually doing this, actually just fucking me like he owned me, and i realised he owned me, and really could do this to me, and it hurt and it felt good and i gave up and realised i really truly had no say at this point.
and after he had pulled out and calmed me down, he pointed out that he wanted me to go to sleep knowing without a shadow of a doubt that every single hole in my body belonged to him. that i was just a cunt.
… with a hand on my throat choking me and another hand trying to rip my nipple off, i may struggle for a moment but then i will remember my place, i will relax into your grip and put my life in your hands. i will move lightning fast when you grunt at me “spread your legs cunt”. i will get on all fours and brace myself for your cock thrusting into me like a maniac. i will be awake enough to anticipate your expectations, when you flip me onto my back i will immediately grab my ankles and hoist them as far back as possible, spreading my cunt wide for you, and when you smile and say “good work slut” i will feel a rush of pride, and when you fuck my ass in that position instead, i will whimper a lot because it hurts, but i won’t let go of my ankles, and when you push my face to the side with the palm of your hand on my cheek i will not fight or complain but instead i will feel relieved that you are treating me like your slut, your whore, your wife, and when you pull out and within a minute you’ve plugged my ass with a nasty butt plug and you’re whispering in my ears “feel that stretch, i’m going to stretch you so wide you’ll be taking my cock every night”, i will have the presence of mind to realise that it’s so much easier when i’m simply a slut for you, and i will say “thank you” and mean it.
the great thing about the master/slave dynamic we have going, is that it’s been going successfully for over a year now. it’s pretty ingrained in how we relate to each other sexually, and nilla sex hasn’t occurred for … well … over a year. so we had a quickie last night, because it’s been hectic but we were determined to Have The Sex, so we had a quickie.
i started by going down on him, and he clamped a strong hand on the back of my head to hold me exactly in place while he pushed and pushed further down until i was gagging. he finally released me, but then fucked my face over and over while i was still gasping for breath. then he really did release me, and flipped me onto my stomach, pushed my face into the pillow and rammed right into my cunt, fucking me roughly, fast and never-ending and deep, gripping my arms behind my back, pounding into me, then finger-fucking my ass, then he pulled out, came on my back, and while he relaxed, he experimented with how many fingers he could force into my raw and aching cunt.
total time required = 15 minutes.
total negotiation required = absolutely none.