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I cleaned the house up a little so my mom and dad wouldn’t have to come home to a dirty house. It didn’t take long at all. The rest of the time, I sat on the couch and watched TV. Visions of what I had done with Alan kept dancing through my head. The taste of cum remained in my mouth. It was foul but I endured it to remind me of my status as a sex slave.
The jeans I was wearing were a bit tight and the crotch area scuffed hard against my pussy. Worried about how it might look, I decided to put a pair of silk panties on and a bra. As soon as I was finished dressing, I heard my mom and dad drive up.
I had missed them so much. I hated the fact that they were hardly home. I loved having them there. I quickly jumped up from the couch and ran outside to greet them. The first one I saw was my mom.
“MOM!!!” I ran to her and noticed the shocked look she had in her eyes. I grabbed her and squeezed her hard. “I missed you so much!”
My dad then jumped out of the driver’s seat. I immediately released my mom and ran hard to my dad who also looked shocked at my new look.
“DADDY!!” I Jumped up and hugged him with everything I had.
“Hi, hita! We missed you too.” My dad said in a tired voice.
“How was your trip?” I asked.
“Help us with the bags. We’re going to take you guys out to dinner and tell you all about it.”
I was happy helping them with the bags. I noticed my mom and dad looking at each other with disbelief at the way I looked. It made me feel a little nervous about what they might have to say about it.
After helping them, they excused me from their room so they could change. I was able to hear some of what they were talking about as I stood just outside their door.
“Oh my god, is that the same Laura?” My dad said.
My mom giggled. “Frank, she’s a young woman now.”
“Bullshit, she’s only fourteen.”
“I know, I know, but she can’t be your little girl forever.”
“Guys are going to be all over her, and I won’t have it. She better not be dating.”
“Calm down hunny. She’s a smart girl. She won’t do anything stupid.”
“You need to talk to her. Seriously. She’s too pretty now. I want to lock her up.”
“She’s always been pretty. She’s just finding herself. Leave her alone. If you are too strict with her, she’s going to rebel.”
“Fine.” Dad sounded a little upset and that made me nervous about asking about my date the next night. “You’re the expert.” He was referring to my mom’s profession as a psychologist.
“I’ll talk to her now. Don’t do anything that’ll upset her.”
I quietly made my way to my room and sat at the foot of my bed waiting for my mom to come in.
“Hi, hita.” She said concerning.
“Hi mom.” I said happily as if I didn’t know what the visit was about?
She shut the door quietly behind her and sat on my computer chair. “Let’s talk… So what have you been up to these past couple of weeks we were gone?”
“Nothing really, I’ve just been doing my chores and hanging around the house.” I responded as if I didn’t know what the next question would be.
“I wanted to talk to you about a few things.”
“Ok?”
“Your dad and I noticed your new look. What brought that on?”
“I guess I just needed to feel more girly. I got tired of being ignored by boys and feeling so depressed all the time.” I slumped over.
“Hita, you have always been pretty. I guess it was your time to grow up and make a change. I understand that. Do you think about boys all the time?” Oh my God. She was going to give me the talk.
“Yeah, I guess so.” I didn’t want to give her all the details.
“Do you ever think about sex?” I was always open and honest with my mom. She never judged me no matter what the problem was.
“Yeah, sometimes, I guess.” I was getting more nervous.
“That’s natural. Don’t worry about it. I was your age when I had sex for my first time.”
“Really?”
“Wait, wait, I’m not finished… I’m not giving you the ok to go ahead and do it. But at the same time, when the time comes, I also won’t be able to stop you from doing it. I regretted it when I did it. I felt dirty and used. And when he broke up with me, I wanted to die.”
“Don’t worry, mom, I’m not planning on having sex anytime soon.” I said timidly.
“I know. But please be careful if you do. Tomorrow I’m gonna take you to the clinic to get some birth control pills and condoms.”
“Why? I’m not having sex. I already told you…” She cut me off.
“I know, I know. But it’s better to be prepared in case you do. Believe me, when it happens, it’s not planned. It just happens and it feels wonderful.” She took a deep sigh. “Well, at first it actually hurts, but you learn to love it.”
“it hurts?” I looked concerned.
“Yes, you might not like sex the first time you try it. It really hurts. But for me, it was only the first time that it hurt. Then it got easier.”
“So you slept with a bunch of guys?” Eww.
“No… Well, I wasn’t a slut, if that’s what you mean. I slept with some boys I thought I was in love with when I was in high school. I didn’t know what love was until I met your daddy.”
“So are you saying that it’s ok for me to have sex?” I asked.
“Well..” She seemed at a loss for words. “I don’t WANT you to, but I can’t stop you either.”
I couldn’t believe she was so open with it. I wasn’t planning on doing it anytime soon, but I knew I would eventually. I stayed silent.
“Just remember that boys will say anything to get in your pants. Just be careful and have some dignity and self-control. You are a smart girl.”
Just then, I heard my brothers came home. They were talking to my dad and welcoming him home. Just when they asked about mom, she stood up.
“Ready to go to dinner?” She asked
“Yeah, sure, and thanks mom, you’re awesome.” I paused. “Oh, mom, I have to ask a favor.”
“Sure.” She said.
“I sorta’ got asked out on a date tomorrow. Think I could go?” I was so worried about her response.
She took a deep sigh. “Who asked you out?”
“Alan from the next street over.”
“Oh, he’s a good kid. He’s very respectful.” She smiled warmly at me. “Let me try to get your dad to say yes. Don’t worry.”
“Thanks mom.”
She just smiled and walked out to meet my brothers. Dinner was good as they had taken us to a New Mexican restaurant because they missed the green chili from being gone so long. They discussed the trip and how the conferences went and the people they met. It was pretty boring stuff. My mind kept wandering off to my other life nobody knew about.
You know it’s been eight hours since you last played with your pussy. You’re going to be in trouble tonight with your Master little girl. You disobeyed a direct order. I can hardly wait.
With all that had been going on, I had forgotten about my orders. What was I going to say to my online Master? Maybe I would be able to explain. I was supposed to meet him in about an hour and I knew I wouldn’t make it in time to meet him. My mom and dad were going to take my time up tonight.
I had noticed how strange and different my dad was looking at me. He wasn’t rude or anything, he just looked like he was sad a little. After dinner I stood up and hugged him tight.
“I love you dad.” I said sincerely.
He wrapped his strong arms around me and patted my back. “I love you too, hita.”
I grabbed his arm and held it all the way out to the car to let him know that I was still his little girl. I didn’t want to make him feel like he was losing me. I was a total daddy’s girl.
On the way home, Alan called me. I ignored it and decided to call him back when I got home. I didn’t want to flirt in front of my parents.
Once home, my mom and dad went into their bedroom. My brothers and I waited in the den and watched some TV. I knew my mom was talking to him about my date and I got butterflies in my stomach worried about him saying no. Shortly after, mom walked out.
“Laura, dad wants to talk to you.” She smiled as I passed by so I wouldn’t be so nervous. I had a feeling that he would let me after a lecture.
I shut the door and sat on a chair against the wall. Dad was sitting on the bed with his head down.
“So Alan asked you out?” He wasn’t looking at me.
“Uh, yeah.”
“Where is he taking you?”
I didn’t want to tell him that I was going to a party so I made something up. “Dinner and a movie I think.”
“Ok, I’m going to let you go. But… I want to talk to him first. I want him to understand the rules.”
I jumped up and hugged him. “Thank you dad. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you!!”
“I’m going to want you back home by midnight and I want a call from you after dinner, before the movie and after the movie. I might call you during the night and you better answer.”
“Ok. Thank you so much. You have no idea how much this means to me.”
“Yeah, I know. Thank you mom.”
I walked out of his room and hugged my mom without saying a word.
I spent about another half hour in the den talking with my family before I told them that I was tired and I was going to bed. I needed to call Alan back and meet my Master online. It was 8:45 and I wasn’t even sure he would wait for me that long. I called Alan and told him I could go with him but that I had to be home by midnight. He was very happy to hear about it.
After talking to him for a short time, I logged in to the private chat room that my online Master created for us. He was still there waiting for me. His cam was on and he ordered me to turn mine on immediately.
“You’re late, cunt.”
“Sorry, my mom and dad came home and I had to spend time with them.”
“Why aren’t you naked? You are really fucking up. I don’t think you are taking this seriously. You are not a real slave when you fail your Master.”
“I’m sorry, Sir. But if they found out, it would be over between us.”
“I don’t care, it would be your fault. Strip. NOW!”
I took off my clothes and knelt in front of the computer.
“Did you do what you were told?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Did you play with that pussy every 4 hours without cumming?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Give me a close-up of your pussy.”
I took my webcam and gave him a close-up of my pussy.
“You are lying to me, cunt. If you had done what I asked, your pussy would be soaked and swollen by now. Do you really think I’m stupid?”
“No, Sir, I don’t. I’m sorry.”
“Go get your toys. Tonight, you are going to be punished like you’ve never been punished before. You were disrespectful. You disobeyed. You lied. And you were late.” He continued to scold me while I crawled to my closet and brought my toys.
“First, I want you to use that dildo to rub your pussy. You must ask me permission to cum. Now start.”
I started rubbing my clit with the dildo slowly and immediately felt my juices flowing. I started breathing heavier as the tickle in my vagina grew stronger. He was able to tell by the look in my eyes that I was getting close. I wanted to shove that thing up my pussy hole and have my orgasm, but I just kept rubbing harder and faster.
“Can I cum, Sir? Please let me cum.”
“Hold it in, slut. Keep it in. Let the feeling travel through your body.”
“Oh God! Please, Sir, I need to cum. I can’t hold it anymore.” I was starting to cry.
“Stop NOW!!”
With tears welling up in my eyes, I quickly pulled the dildo away from my sopping wet sex. I was getting desperate to cum. I needed it so bad.
“Get your panties and wipe that gooey shit off your dirty pussy. I want it dry and sticky.”
“Yes, Sir” I said almost crying. I grabbed my silk panties and wiped my sex until it was dry again even though it was still getting wet.
“Get a pair of clamps and attach one on each pussy lip.” He was smiling.
I got a pair of clamps and reached down and pinched one of my pussy lips and opened the clamp on each side of it. I slowly released the clamp and let it pinch down hard on my lip. Holy shit that hurt! How the hell do the women on the internet endure it? I cried out in pain and wanted to release it immediately.
“Leave it there! You will get used to it. Trust me. Just breathe and leave it.”
I started breathing and it helped a little. The pain quickly changed to a major discomfort. It was time to put on the other side. This time I knew what to expect and it wasn’t quite as bad as my breathing helped a little.
“This is your punishment for your failure to play with yourself as I had ordered you to.” He said smiling an evil smile.
“Now I want the other set on those hard nipples of yours.”
“Yes, Sir.”I said as I grabbed the clamps from the box. It felt weird as the chain dangled down between my legs with every move I made.
The nipple clamps were even harder to put on than the clit clamps. My nipples were sensitive to the pinch and I had to release the clamp very slowly until I got used to each progressing pressure. Eventually, I was able to get them on.
“In time, you will be able to put those on with no struggle at all like the real slaves do. How do you feel right now cunt?”
“I… I feel very uncomfortable and pretty humiliated being like this in front of you.”
“But that doesn’t matter now does it?”
“No Sir.” I responded in shame. “I… I deserve it.”
“Your comfort is never important. My pleasure is your main priority.”
“Yes Sir.” I felt ashamed and so totally turned on by it.
“Ok, now I want you to get your butt plug and lube it up with your pussy before you put it in your nasty ass.”
I took out the small tailed butt plug from the box. I rubbed it up and down my soaking wet and painful pussy turning me on even more. Once it was covered in my goo, I reached down between my legs and started putting it in. It wasn’t as easy as I thought it would be. Stretching my asshole would prove to be pretty hard that first time. It felt like I needed to poop it out as I was now filled in my asshole. Sir knew my discomfort and smiled.
“Who does that ass belong to, cunt?”
“You, Sir.”
“Wrong, you are not my slave because you are not with me in person. Try again. Whore.”
I didn’t know what to say. “I… I don’t know, Sir.”
“God, your stupid. Do you want to be slut or not?”
“Yes Sir”
“Then your ass belongs to anybody who wants to use it. Understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“So who does that plugged ass belong to?” He looked serious.
“Anyone who wants to use it, Sir.”
“Say it.”
I gulped. “My ass belongs to anybody who wants to use it, Sir.”
“Be proud of that, slut. Now pull on those nipple chains.”
I pulled as the pain returned to my nipples. I gasped.
“Whose tits are those, tramp?”
“They belong to anybody who wants to use them, Sir.”
“Say it, are you fucking dumb? You know I want you say it and believe it. Do it!”
“My tits belong to anybody who wants to use them, Sir.”
“Good girl. Now pull those clit chains, cunt.”
I pulled on the clit chains and got a little dizzy from the pain mixed with pleasure mixed with the realization that I was actually doing this.
“Tell me. Whose cunt hole is that? Fuckin whore.”
“My cunt belongs to anybody who wants to use it, Sir.”
“That’s right. From now on, every night I want you to meet me like this. I want you clamped and your ass plugged and kneeling naked. Before I do anything with you, you will do this ritual. Think your tiny mind can remember that?”
“Yes Sir.” I was happy with the control I had given him. Thoughts of having to give myself to the world and have no bodily possessions gave me a shiver of pure delight.
“Yeah, we’ll see. Dirty cunts like you almost never learn on the first try.” He paused for a second and got closer to the screen. “You do know that I think you are totally fucking hot and you aren’t really stupid, right, it’s just me role playing.”
I laughed out loud and nodded.
“Good, time for a little reward. Are the clamps starting to hurt you yet?”
“Not really, Sir.” They were uncomfortable, but not painful like before.
“Ok then, I want you to do a few things before I give you a reward… First, I want you to get on your hands and knees and crawl around the perimeter of your room. Then I want you to stand up before me and spread your legs.”
“Yes Sir.” This made me feel like the girls in the pictures who were acting like pets and dogs. Less than human. I dropped down to my hands and knees and I could see the tail was dragging on the floor. I started crawling around the room feeling the chains swing and sway back and forth with every step. This caused me to feel the pain in my nipples and pussy lips really quickly. They felt sore and almost like they were bruising. It’s hard to explain the pain I was in. It wasn’t too severe, it was just a constant pain.
I returned to the computer and stood up and spread my legs for Sir.
“Good, how do they feel now, cunt?”
“They are feeling sore and painful a little, Sir.”
“Since you are still being punished, I want you to do it again, only this time, I want you to do it as fast as you can. Go, Now!”
I quickly dropped back down and the pain started coming harder by the minute. I crawled around my big room as fast as I could which made the chains sway even more causing even more pain in my sensitive areas. I quickly returned to him and stood spread again.
“How about now, slut?”
“They hurt now, Sir.”
“Good. Now I want you to use both hands and sloooowly take the nipple clamps off. This, you will enjoy, little girl.”
I reached down to my nipple clamps with both hands as I had been ordered. I slowly pressed down to open each clamp and release my pain. Then the shock hit me as the blood started flowing back into the nipples. I looked into the camera and showed my pain.
“Oooooowww!” I whispered so I wouldn’t alarm anyone in the house. I really wanted to scream. Sir just laughed hysterically.
“Hurts more coming off don’t it, cunt?”
I nodded my head and saw the indentions the clamps had made. I started rubbing them to comfort them.
“Wait a minute. Did I tell you that you could touch yourself whore?” He looked pissed.
I simply shook my head no.
“Then why the fuck are you touching everyone elses nipples? You don’t have that right!” I loved that! I loved that I now didn’t have the right to touch my own nipples or cunt or ass unless I asked permission first. And the fact that he called my nipples everyone elses, turned me on so much I felt a tiny fake orgasm fill my belly.
“Sorry Sir.” I said it with a smile.
“Now, take off the clit clamps, tramp.”
I reached down and slowly removed the clamps from my pussy lips causing even more pain than the nipples. This time, tears started forming in my eyes as I took them off. A tiny squeal escaped my lips as I looked at Sir with desperation. I wanted to rub them softly, but I knew they didn’t belong to me anymore. I had officially given my pussy away that night. It was no longer mine. I loved those thoughts with my entire soul.
“Good girl… Now I want you to kneel down and I want you to put the dildo in your mouth.”
I did as I was told. The big rubber dildo dangled out of my mouth.
“Use one hand to rub that warm, ready pussy and use the other hand to pump that dildo in your mouth. I’m going to jack off to seeing you like this. Does that turn you on?”
I nodded with a full mouth.
“What? You cant answer with a cock in your mouth? Answer, don’t take that cock out and answer.”
“Uuhhhffffffuuhh.”
“Lousy, but I’ll accept it. Now you will not be allowed to cum until AFTER I cum and give you permission to cum. You also don’t have the right to cum without earning it. You wont even beg until I finish, understand, dumb whore?” I loved the name calling, so demeaning.
I nodded.
I started pumping my mouth and rubbing my sopping wet clit while he started jacking off to me. I kept going without stopping and I soon felt my pussy pulsate with pleasure. It was getting swollen and wetter by the minute. My own smell filled the room. It didn’t take him long at all to cum. I could see it in his face as he grunted and went sort of limp at his computer. I never saw his penis.
He looked up at me as I continued to pound my throat and rub my desperate and crying and squishy clit. He showed me his cum on his hand.
“Is the slut desperate to cum?” I nodded and looked at him desperately.
“Does she have the right to cum?” I nodded again as tears started to roll down my cheek. I hadn’t noticed I was crying.
“WRONG, whore! You DO NOT have the right to cum. Let’s try again… Does the slut have the right to cum?”
I shook my head no as I started crying in desperation even harder.
“Does she deserve an orgasm?” He had a huge smile on his face.
I paused and shook my head no again.
“WRONG again cunt! Didn’t you work hard tonight to earn your orgasm?”
I nodded crying harder.
“Does the dirty whore deserve to have an orgasm?”
I nodded desperately hoping to cum. My pussy was gushing practically and I couldn’t hold it anymore. I wasn’t going to stop unil I came whether he allowed it or not.
“Ok, cunt, on the count of three I want you to cum hard for me. When you cum, I want that whole dildo slammed down your throat. You must learn to please while you receive pleasure. One… two… THREE.”
I shoved the dildo really hard to the back of my throat cutting off my air as I rubbed myself harder and faster to one of the most intense and satisfying orgasms I had ever had in my entire life. To this day, I still think that was one of the best masturbations I have ever had. I choked and convulsed and shook and cried and tensed up until that long hard wave of pure heaven filled my body and my soul. It had finally come. And it was spectacular!
I was dizzy and tired. My pussy was still pulsating with pleasure. My nipples were sore. My ass was still full with the tail. And I was happy.
“How was that, bitch?” he said with a smile.
“Huh?” I felt totally retarded.
He laughed really hard. “Never mind, slut. Tonight and tomorrow, I want you to rub that pussy like you were instructed and failed to do today. Every four hours. Remember, it’s everybody’s pussy and I say for you to play with it every four hours and you better not cum! Goodnight, cunt.”
I simply nodded forgetting that I had a date and I wouldn’t be meeting him. He turned off his camera and I turned off the computer. My knees were weak, my body was weak, my mind was on cloud nine. I took out the butt plug and curled up on the floor and fell asleep deeper than I had in days.
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