Slave Prissy
pki
Part 1
my name is prissy and i'm a slave. my three Masters have allowed me to
tell you about this session we had together one weekend. They know that
i like to write down our scenes and get excited from it, so they
obviously will punish me for that later. At the moment i'm sitting here
naked, my legs quite spread, with my heaviest clit ring attached. It
hurts a bit, enough to keep me aware of it.
i'm not allowed to get off this chair or move my legs. i could do it,
for i'm not tied or chained, but i will obey my Masters.
The weekend i'm going to tell you about was a bit rainy. On Friday
afternoon it seemed there would be nothing special to do, except the
usual. i had cleaned up the house, naked, and taken out the garbage (my
Masters want me to do it naked, we live in a quiet area but there's
always somebody on the street at daytime).
i was getting ready for dinner out, attaching the little clit ring with
a chain and a tiny jingle bell so people can hear me walking, when
Master Alan came to me and told me to leave the ring. He took the
heaviest one instead, the same one i'm wearing now, and ordered me to
spread my legs wide. He sipped my pussy lips with his fingers to check
if i had shaved myself properly in the morning, then pinched my labias
between his fingers and stretched them so brutally i had to shout. With
a little nasty laughter he then put on the heavy clit ring, it had a
chain attached to it too, watched me there for a while and then stood
up.
"Come on, bitch, time for a little joyride", he said and jerked the
chain so that i thought my clit would rip. i yielped and stood up as
quickly as i could, but i was not fast enough. Master Alan grabbed my
tits and squeezed them so hard they went to bruises and i had to scream
again. "Quicker next time, you lousy whore!" he whispered with an evil
voice, and then led me out of the room.
Our big van was parked outside, and i had to walk to the car in a cold
rain. my nipples got hard and Masters laughed at them, pinching and
pulling, before they let me in the van. i was shivering from cold and
had goose bumps all over me so Master Barry decided to warm me up. He
took a riding crop and told me to go down on my hands and knees, then
bend down so that my butt was high up.
"Spread your legs, bitch. More, so that we can see your cunt open", he
ordered, and then started to beat my ass slowly, a hit here, another
there. i felt my skin heat up, the pain on my tight buttocks made me
squirm and moan, and at the same time i felt how i started to drip.
Master Dean noticed my pussy was getting wet, and he grabbed the chain
that was hanging down from my clit ring.
"Let's make this more fun to you, slut" he said and attached the chain
to a hook on the floor. The chain pulled my clit far down, stretching it
painfully. Master Barry went on with the riding crop, so i could not
stay completely still and the chain jerked my pussy continuously. It
didn't get any easier when Master Alan started to drive: every bump
there was on the road made me move and pull and stretch my clit a bit
more.
Finally we reached the town, and Master Barry put the crop down. i
sensed they were searching something. We drove around and around,
slowly. my clit felt swollen and sore, my knees hurt and i was happy to
get a moment to recover. At that time i was very horny too, you must
have understood by now that i'm very masochistic and enjoy pain and
humiliation.
At a corner Master Alan stopped the van and i heard two voices
discussing, Master's and an unknown, female voice. Master Barry got out
of the van too, and Master Dean released me from the floor hook. We
listened to the discussion outside, they had started to argue. Master
Dean played with my dripping pussy, pushing his fingers into my vagina
and then into my asshole, but he did not hurt me much. i was a bit
puzzled: what was going on?
Suddenly the van doors opened and a woman was pushed in. Master Dean
grabbed her arms and Master Barry held her kicking legs, she screamed
when Master Alan closed the doors from outside and started to drive away
very fast. The two Masters and the woman were fighting on the floor, but
my Masters are strong and the lady was quite small, so she was easily
set. Master Dean held his hand firmly on the lady's mouth, the same hand
he had used to tease my pussy so it had to have the easily recognizable
smell of an aroused cunt.
"Do yourself a favor, woman. Shut up", ordered Master Barry. He stared
deeply into her eyes. The woman tried to nodd, and Master Dean took his
hand off.
"First of all, this is the last time you'll hear us call you a woman",
said Master Barry. "From now on you're a slut, a whore, a nice little
sextoy we can use as we like." The woman started to speak, and Master
Dean crushed his hand on her mouth again. This time it had to hurt a
lot, i guess she bit her lips for a drip of blood came out between
Master's fingers. "I told you to shut up, toy."
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Want more?
And please feel free to comment if i have written the words "i" or "my"
with capital letters. It's a bad habit and i have to get rid of it, and
my Masters will be very pleased to help.
