Slave Tale

By

Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)

       My eyes were tired and I could hardly concentrate any more on the papers spread out before me.  I’d gotten up early and started working on the edits of my book that morning, it had been hours since I’d even stood up and moved around. 

       Reaching my hand under the desk I softly tapped on my thigh.  Quickly, almost instantly, I felt my little pet’s nose working the folds of my boxers open and gently easing my hardening cock out with her lips.  I could hear the soft clang of the chain as she moved, it was locked to the ring on the front of her collar and attached to a heavy steel hook mounted under the desk.  My little girl’s hands were cuffed behind her back and pulled up high, clipped to the D-ring on the back of the thick leather encircling her neck. 

       I groaned as I felt my little girl’s soft, moist lips circle my cock and suck me deep into her mouth.  I could hear her gag ever so slightly as the tip of my prick touched the back of her throat.  She held her nose pressed against my groin as my dick started grow and throb in her sweet mouth, her saliva coated my cock as I felt her warm breath buffeting my prick. 

She knew I didn’t want to cum yet, she’d reached the point in her training where she knew much of what I expected of her without me having to tell her explicitly, but still, she had a long way to go in her behavior modification till she would be the perfect slave. 

       I loved the feel of my girl’s lips wrapped around me as I worked, it helped me concentrate and get the intensity into my writing.  I could sit there like that for hours with her jaws spread wide and my dick buried in her mouth, it was when I did my best work. 

       Later, when I was ready, when I couldn’t take it anymore, then I would work my fingers through her soft, long hair and force her head up and down over my shaft till I was ready to blow, then I’d fill her mouth with my sperm, that, or shoot all over her pretty face, I love the look of a girl covered in cum, it’s so primal, so erotic.

       She’d come to me six months before, a beautiful, but yet untrained slave.  She’d come to for a job interview as my personal assistant but she’d become my slave instead.  She was a pretty young thing, gorgeous really, pampered and innocent looking, she’d just turned 23 and was fresh from college.  She was a nurse by training, but she wasn’t ready to dedicate herself to the profession just yet, if she ever would ultimately now.  She had aspirations to write and the thought of a position with me as an assistant was the perfect opportunity to explore her craft, but I knew the reality, from the moment she walked in the door I knew she would be mine, to be my pet, my slave.  I could sense it from the way she moved, from the demur look in her eyes, her submissiveness, her need to be controlled, it came through like a beacon, though she didn’t know it at the time, at least not in ways she could express, but it was obvious to me and that’s all that mattered.   I could see it in the way she floated, lost, in need of direction, I knew she would be my property, my painslut, to use and abuse.  She was a spoiled little rich girl ready to be controlled and dominated, to be my slave. 

       Her name was Lynne, but more often I referred to as my little bitch, or cunt, or slut.  I am always a little surprised how slaves respond to such terms, at first it shocked me, but now I find it only proper and the only way a slave should be thought of actually.  The terms, it makes them know that they are objects to be used for my pleasure, that their purpose is to please my cock and nothing more.  That said, there still needs to be a restraint in how the words are used, a slave can never get too comfortable in her position, for good or bad, and my little Lynne, she is no different.  I was thoroughly pleased the first time I found her pussy getting wet as she crawled on the ground behind me, the leash clipped to her collar pulling her along as I referred to her as my cunt.  She didn’t want to admit it, but the way the juices bubbled from her snatch and ran down her inner thighs, the truth couldn’t be hidden, she knew she was my property and I loved it.  She knew she needed to be owned and controlled, abused even.

       I could feel the way my little pet rolled her tongue softly under my cock as it filled her mouth.  At first she wasn’t able to hold my prick in the way I liked, but weeks of training with a thick penis gag forced between her lips, and the pain of the whip on her back as encouragement, she’d learned, and she’d learned quickly, to hold my dick in between those soft lips for long periods of time. 

       Often I slept on my back with my little pet between my legs, leather straps around my thighs buckled to her collar holding her head down on my dick.  The first night I could feel her tears running down her cheeks and onto my skin as my prick filled her mouth, her long locks spread over my hips and thighs.  I’d loved when I heard her groaning and gasping during the night as my cock got hard between her soft lips as glorious dreams of fucking and abusing my pet ran through my head.  That first night I’d felt her tug against the straps on my thighs trying to pull off my dick, she’d woke me from my blissful sleep but she couldn’t get away, her mouth was still wrapped around my cock, held in place by the straps around my legs.  That first night I’d turned on the lights to see my little pet.  I had to brush her beautiful hair out of the way to see her wide, shocked eyes staring up over my torso with her jaws spread wide sucking my cock.  I’d taken hold of the back of her head and rammed my hips up making her gag, then I’d fucked her face till I came in her mouth, I loved the feeling of her throat convulsing on my cock as she tried to choke down my thick cum.  I’d felt the tension against my thighs as she tried to lift up off my cock the whole time, but the straps had held her firm.  I loved seeing the tears streaking down her cheeks as I ran my fingers through her hair, hearing her gasp as she tried to suck down my sperm.  I’d held her head in my hands as I faded off to sleep, stroking her hair like a pet, her mouth spread wide, lips around my cock, semen dribbling down her chin as she sobbed and learned to accept her role as a cum receptacle.  

       I ran my hand through my little slave’s hair under the table, I didn’t need to use the straps any longer, my little pet would suckle my cock for as long as I wanted now, but still sometimes I liked to lock her mouth down on me, especially during the night. 

       I could see the sparkle in my little girl’s eyes as she stared up at me from under the table.  I moved my hands behind her head and wound my fingers through her hair, I loved the way her wrists were pulled up and clipped off to her neck collar, she could do nothing to fight me with her arms pulled up awkwardly like that, even if she wanted to, which she didn’t, she was my slave and she knew it. 

       Her ass wiggled uncomfortably as she sucked on my cock.  My slave, she’d squealed like a little animal when I’d laid her on her belly and lubed up the butt plug that morning.  The plug, it was tapered, wide and thick, narrow at its base, then growing broad, perfect to fill my pet and make her squirm, to make her know, to remind her constantly that she was my property to do with as I pleased.  There was a long fuzzy tail attached to the plug and I loved the way it swayed as my bitch crawled behind me on her hands and knees.  I’d held her down that morning, my knee in her back pinning her to the mattress as I coated the plug with icy hot, then making her scream as the gel burned her ass when I rammed it in her tight little hole.  I’m sure it was merely a dull smoldering pain now as my cock started throbbing in her mouth, but still she’d wailed for a good half hour after I’d thrust it in her ass that morning.  I loved the way she bucked and writhed the whole time, sobbing and begging me to take the plug out and relieve the burning. 

       My cunt, or Lynne if you wish, she’s a petite girl, 5’4” at most, and perhaps 110-115 lbs.  Her breasts are incredible, not monstrous or anything, but perfect, large enough to abuse properly but not overwhelming.  I love my slave’s breasts, they are so soft and ripe, I love the way her nipples stay hard most all the time, and her tits, they’re so sensitive and wonderful to play with.  When I put heavy clamps on her nipples my little girl will scream like a banshee.  I love the way she shrieks as the heavy steel springs close down on her sensitive flesh, especially when I take off the protective rubber tips and just let the metal bite down on her nipples.

       I’d slept alone in my bed the night before keeping my little girl locked in her cage, hooded with her arms pinned behind her back to keep her from touching herself.  I’d kept her sealed away from the world for the previous day, only letting her out of the cage to relieve herself, and then, only when I’d dragged her out into the back yard.  I’d left her hooded to pee and I’d fed her through the small mouth opening in the leather, I’d jammed a ring gag between her teeth too that kept her jaws spread wide so I could use that hole as I wished. 

       Sometimes I kept my girl hooded and deprived from sensation for days on end, never even letting her out of her cage, not even to pee.  I loved pulling her out of the metal frame after days of depravation, still leaving her hooded, then cropping her pussy till her labia are swollen and sensitive, never letting her know when the blows will stop.  Then, when she’s sore and sobbing, then fucking my little bitch brutally, using her aching cunt till I get my pleasure, or if I really feel like tormenting her, using a vibrator on her till her body belies itself and she starts to cum in spite of the way her pussy burns from the whipping.  Over and over again she’ll orgasm under the abuse, her clit still on fire from the bite of the leather, her body pulsing and throbbing as she cums again and again with her skin covered in sweat, her stomach and thighs convulsing painfully as her pussy explodes.  I love torturing my little cunt, she’s such a needy, submissive slut.

       My little pet, I love to keep her hooded, blind to the world and under my complete control.  At times I leave her bound spread eagle to the bed with her arms and legs opened wide, ready to be fucked at my leisure, to be filled by my cum or to be beaten with crops and floggers till her skin glows red under the blows, then left on the bed, panting and in need, conflicting emotions flooding her brain; the pain and arousal.

I do love when I finally remove the leather from her head after the depravation, the way her skin is flush and moist with her hair stringy and matted, and then the look in her eyes when she sees me there, looming over her, it’s that sparkle of lust and need, combined with the fear in her eyes that I crave so much. 

       My little girl was on her side when I woke her in the morning.  Her body was curled into the tight confines of the cage, her back was pressed against the metal bars of the frame as I opened the closet door and let the sunlight cascade onto her body.  I kept the cage in the closet so it was easily hidden away from wandering eyes, if anybody happened to be in the house and didn’t know of my little girl, at least that didn’t know my baby wasn’t a typical girlfriend, but rather my slave, my property.  That’s not to say we don’t have a relationship, Lynne and I, we do have a relationship, in a sense, I truly love my little pet and will be with her forever, though I may add more cunts to my brood, that doesn’t make her less important to me. 

       There are times, actually quite often, when we go out and have beautiful dinners together; or nice walks about town, holding hands and whispering sweet nothings in each others ears.  There are evenings where we sit on the couch watching TV having wonderful conversations about wide ranging topics from art, politics, family…but my girl, she is a submissive at heart and seems to be most at ease as when she is my slave, naked, collared and under my complete control; all her holes open and ready for me to use her, or feeling the pain as I whip and abuse her body, that is her role and she knows it.  In the end she is my property and her purpose is to please and serve me and nothing more.   

       People think that the pleasure between a Master and slave is unilateral, only for the benefit of a Master, but they’re wrong, we both are equal partners in the relationship.  I need to control and my girl, she needs to be controlled, it is delightfully symbiotic exchange, we each get what we need and I don’t think we could live without one another.  I think that’s what most people don’t understand about a good Master and slave relationship, it’s not just about control, its also about giving up control too and that’s why it works.

       I’d pulled my little pet out of her cage and dragged her across the floor that morning.  My little baby had to struggle into position with her chest pressed against the floor as she spread her knees wide making sure she was open and available for me as a slave should always be.  I could hear her moaning as I took hold of her hips and knelt behind her.  When I ran my finger over the folds of her sex, rubbing her clit and sliding my finger into her snatch I could feel she was already wet, like one of Pavlov’s dogs, she knew I was going to fuck her and she craved my dick and cum.

       Her fingers twitched behind her back as I pressed my cock against her tight pussy.  I heard her squeal through as I started inching into her, spreading her moist lips as I penetrated her, teasing her with my prick.  I could feel my little pet pressing back against me, trying to swallow my cock into her body.  I could feel her vaginal muscles clamp down on me, squeezing me tight as I’d trained her to do anytime I entered her. 

       I had my little baby exercise her pussy every day.  I loved lying atop my little girl, my dick inside her and making her squeeze me tight, trying to make me cum just by her efforts.  Usually her muscles would start to cramp after a while and I loved the look on her face; pain, desperation, lust.  When she’d start squealing in discomfort, her tight pussy clinching and cramping uncontrollably, then I would start fucking her hard, pounding my cock in her tight pussy then filling her with my cum. 

       Kneeling behind my little girl, pressing her face down into the floor, I took hold of my baby’s hips and dug my fingers into her skin.  I started ramming my cock into her pussy, banging her ass with my groin as I slammed into her, making her screech through the ring I’d jammed behind her teeth.  I could feel her driving her hips back, forcing my dick deeper and deeper in her pussy with each slap of my body into her. 

       “That’s it cunt, this is what your made for, make me cum!”  I smacked my hand down on her ass hard, the crack of flesh on flesh rang through the room and was joy to my ears. 

       I could feel her vaginal muscles clamp down on me as I smacked her ass and yelled names at her.  I knew if I gave her permission to cum at that moment she would have, her body would have exploded in orgasm, but she’d learned not to do so without me telling her to, she’d learned the lesson after long, and hard, sessions with the whip and other wonderful tools of punishment. 

       “Do you want it cunt?  Are you a dirty little cumslut?”  I slammed my hips hard into her ass, I could feel my balls slapping against her body as my dick plunged in her tight fuckhole.  I grabbed for her long mane of hair and pulled viciously on her scalp, tugging her head back as she squealed in pain and lust.

       “Yes Master, I’m your cock whore, may I please have your cum, PLLLLEEEAAAASSSSEEEEE!”  I could feel the way her pussy clamped down on my prick as it pounded deep in her belly.  I didn’t know how much longer I could hold out, I loved the sound of flesh on flesh as my hips slammed into hers. 

       “Please Master, cum inside this dirty cunt!”  Lynne’s voice cracked ever so slightly as she cried out.  My balls started to convulse and I smacked my hand down hard on her ass as I violently tugged back on her hair.

       “AAAAAAAHHHHHH, I’m cumming you dirty little whore, I’m cumming!”  I could feel my dick jerking and throbbing as I rammed into her belly.  I could hear my little slut moan, almost coo as my cum flooded her pulsing pussy. 

       “Cum for me bitch!!!”  I was still slamming my dick into her belly when I gave her permission to orgasm, instantly I felt her body exploded under me, I could feel her muscles tighten and convulse as she screeched out in absolute pleasure. 

       “Cum for me slut!”  I tugged back hard on her hair, arching her head back painfully.  I could see the contorted look on her face, the blank lust in her eyes as her body was rocked with spasms. 

       “OOOOOHHHHH GGOOOOOODDDDD MMMAAAASSSSSSSSSTTTEEEERRRRRRR!!!!!”  I drove my hips forward, burying my dick to the hilt in her tight, quivering snatch.  I could feel her pussy shuddering, milking every last drop of sperm from my cock as waves of pleasure crashed over her body.  Her torso shook uncontrollably as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her belly. 

       “TTTTHHHAAAAANNNKKK YYYYOOOOUUU MASTER!”  Lynne’s voice was trembling as she cried out.  It was the first time I’d let her cum in days and her body quaked in release.  It took a good 3 or 4 minutes before Lynne’s muscles relaxed.  I left my dick buried in her cunt and enjoyed the sound of my sluts moaning.  I ran my hands over her smooth, sweat covered skin and pinched her hard, hypersensitive nipples between my fingers till she squealed in delight. 

       Lynne looked up at me, her mouth was open, panting with her eyes wide and filled with lust. 

       “Thank you Master for filling this dirty bitch with your cum and for allowing this useless cunt to orgasm.”  I ran my hand softly over her back, almost petting her as I eased my dick out of her pussy. 

       “Clean me slut!”  Instantly Lynne twisted her body and got to her knees, her tongue was lapping on my shaft urgently, licking every inch of me clean, lapping my cum and her juices from my dick.  She used her soft hands to cup my balls and gently rub me as her tongue worked over my cock.                                                

       

       I ran my fingers through my little pet’s hair as she knelt under the table, I could feel her long soft locks against my palm as I thought about her first week with me, I hadn’t let her off the ground, not even to relieve herself.  I remember her crawling behind me, I’d loved the way her breasts swayed as she moved with the thick leather collar cinched tight around her neck and the clang of the chain as I dragged her out into the yard to pee like an animal.  My little slave girl, she wouldn’t, or couldn’t, get to her feet if she’d wanted to that first week, not with the deep red welts that had crossed the soles of her feet and throbbed painfully every time she moved.  I’m not a sadistic Master per se, cruel maybe, but not sadistic, but still, a slave needs to know her place and I’d beat her feet and calves without mercy knowing she wouldn’t dare try to get to her feet after that experience, not without my permission, that she should learn to crawl on her hands and knees as a slave should. 

       I’d also kept her gagged most of the first week too, at least when she wasn’t eating, or sucking on my cock.  I liked using a long penis gag on her, I loved the way she choked as I forced it in her mouth the first time.  I loved the fear in her eyes as I pressed the rubber shaft deep in her throat, spreading her jaws so wide she didn’t think she could take it.  I wanted my little pet to get accustomed to a thick cock in her mouth, to know, to expect and to savor the feel.

       I moaned as I felt my pet sucking hard on my prick, sliding her tongue on the underside of my shaft as she held me in her mouth.  I could feel my dick starting to throb and I knew I couldn’t take much more. 

       I rolled my chair back to stand and my little girl kept her mouth locked on my cock the whole time, waddling forward on her knees with her still hands pinned behind her back, but still, somehow, she managed to keep her lips wrapped around me as she moved like and expert.  She rose up on her haunches as I stood, sucking hard on my dick with her eyes wide and staring up at me with the stray locks of hair cutting across her pretty face.  I could feel her throat convulsing, swallowing me, trying to hold me tight inside her mouth. 

       I grabbed for the back of my little pet’s head and rammed the tip of prick against the back of her throat making her gag.  I started rocking my hips forward, pushing her head against my groin, then sliding out of her mouth till the head of my cock was just between her lips.  I could feel her saliva coating my dick, it glistened in the light as I forced her down over me again until she started choking.  I loved the feel when my prick touched the back of her throat.  I loved the way my little girl stared up at me, hardly ever blinking as I fucked her face, burying my cock inside her mouth over and over again until I was ready to blow.

       “Do you want my cum slut?”  I held my hand on the top of her head, she nodded ever so gently as my prick slammed against the back of her throat again.  I loved having a trained pet, but even with a perfectly trained slave, that would never keep me from punishing her, I love to hear my little slave scream and beg, especially when she feels the bite of the leather or rattan on her skin.  

       I groaned and snapped my fingers.  My little pet knew what to do, she dropped down to her knees and arched her head back, her was mouth open and her  tongue extended waiting for my cum as I my dick pulled free from her lips.  Whether I would force my cock to the back of her throat again and shoot in her mouth, or whether I’d cum on her face it didn’t matter, my slave craved my sperm.  Today I decided I needed to see my little girl covered in thick white semen, I loved the way it looked on her, the lines streaking her face, in her hair and dribbling down over her skin. 

       I took my prick in my hand and started jerking off.  The head of my cock touched my little baby’s lips and I started to pant, almost ready to blow.  I loved the lustful look in my girl’s eyes as she flicked her tongue against me. 

       “I’m cumming cunt!”  I bellowed as I felt my balls contract and explode, shooting a thick stream of cum onto my slut’s face.  Her head jerked back involuntarily as the hot sperm splattered her skin.  Broad streaks of cum cut across Lynne’s face, it was on her lips and nose, across her forehead and into her hair.  I groaned as I felt her tongue lap the underside of my throbbing cock, trying to force the last drops of semen from my prick. 

       “That’s it cunt!”  I grabbed for my little baby’s leash and tugged hard, cum was dripping down her pretty face, a thick glob was plastered over her left eye and she was forced to keep it shut.  She thrust out her tongue and tried to lick the sperm that dribbled down off her skin. 

       I could hear her panting with lust and need as I slapped the head of my prick down on her cheek, jerking hard on her leash I squeezed the last drops of cum out of my shaft and onto her pretty face. 

       “On your feet slut.”  I dragged my little girl off her knees and pulled her to the pedestal in the corner of the room, it was perhaps 2-3 feet tall and mounted with a thick, long rubber dildo.   My little pet’s tail swayed side to side as she struggled to her feet when I tugged on her collar.  There was a look of disappointment on her face that she didn’t get to suck on my cock more. 

       I took hold of her hips and lifted her up off the ground gently.  Her pussy was wet and she moaned softly as the tip of the shaft touched her sex, as I let her down the thick rubber cock started sinking into her tight hole.  I could feel her hot breath against my cheek as I slowly lowered her down onto the dildo, letting it fill her completely till her toes just touched the floor.  I ran my tongue down over my little baby’s chest, between her heaving breasts as I knelt down in front of her.  I grabbed for her ankles and pulled her legs wide.  I locked her cuffs to the chains at the base of the pedestal and ran my hand over her thighs.  I started rubbing my little baby’s clit with the tip of my finger, watching her face contort as sperm dribbled down her chin.  I loved seeing my slut mounted on the thick pole with the huge shaft stuffed in her tight cunt.

       “Do you want to cum slut?”  I could see the look in her eyes as she stared at me.  I loved teasing and tormenting my girl, there was still the slightest reluctance deep down in her, not wanting to admit how lustful and needy she was, but she couldn’t help it.     

       “Yes Master, I need to cum, pleeeeaaasssseeeee.”  I could see her face go flush instantly as she mouthed the words.                                                

       I ran my hands over my little baby’s hips as I looked up into her eyes.  I could see the desperate need in her face as her nipples rose and feel as she breathed harder and harder.  I leaned forward and eased my tongue between the folds of her sex.  I could feel her body quiver and her legs buckled as I forced my tongue between her swollen labia. 

       I loved the way my cum was plastered to her face as I found her hard little clit with my lips and started nibbling on it with my teeth, gently scraping her bud with the sharp edges, tugging it as my nose pressed against her skin.

       I ran my hands down over her thighs, my palms moved over her smooth skin, cupping the back of her knees as I let my fingers rub over her flesh.  I could hear her groan as I played with her sensitive flesh.   

       I lapped my tongue along the length of my little baby’s pussy, I could hear her moaning louder and louder.  I could taste her on my lips as she started getting wetter and wetter as I licked her.  I ran my tongue over the rim of her pussy as it was spread wide by the thick invading dildo.  My hands moved over her calves as her muscles convulsed, she was gently raising and lowering her body up off the dildo, whimpering as my tongue darted between the folds of her sex, grazing her swollen, aching, clit. 

       Reaching up I grabbed hold of my little girl’s nipples and pinched hard.  Her body was bucking faster, up and down on the dildo and I could feel the layer of perspiration rising on her soft skin.  I saw my little baby’s tongue wagging out of her mouth trying to capture my cum as it dribbled down her face. 

       I sucked hard on her clit, my lips were pressed against her pussy and my nose rubbed against her smoothly shaven sex. 

       “Do you need to cum slut?”  I held tight to her nipples and ran my tongue over her clit, the dildo eased deeper and deeper into her sex as she rode it hard.

       “YYYYEEEEEEESSSSSSSS MMMAAAAAAASSSSSTTTTTTTEEEEERRRRRRRRRR, PPPPPLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAASSSSEEEEEEEE, let your whore cum, pleeeeeeaaaasssseeeeee!”  I grabbed my little slave by the ass, I could feel her muscles contracting as she bucked up and down on the thick rubber shaft. 

       “PPPPLLLEEEEEAAAASSSSSEEEEE, let me cum Master, ppllllleeeeeaaaaassssssseeeee!!!!”  I could feel her swollen, erect, clit throbbing against my lips as I held it between my teeth.  I sucked hard on her bud, loving the taste of my slut on my tongue.

       “Cum for me cunt, cum for me slut!”  I quickly clamped my mouth down on Lynne’s clit again after telling her to cum and felt her body explode immediately.  Instantly her frame was rocked with spasms of lust.  Her legs started to shake violently as her muscles exploded and she started to shriek in pleasure.  I smacked my hands down on her ass as her belly quivered and trembled.

       “OOOHHHHHH GOOODDDDDDD, OOOOOHHHHH GOOOOODDDDDD!!!!”  Lynne squealed as her thighs shuddered violently.

       “OOOOHHHHHHHHHHHH GGGGOOOOODDDDDDDD MMMMAAAAASSSSSTTTTTEEERRRRRR!!!!”  Her knees almost buckled as her body was racked with convulsions of pleasure.  I could feel her ass cheeks twitching under my palms.

       “That’s it slut.”  Lynne groaned in bliss as I lapped my tongue on her slit, the orgasms kept cascading over through body making her screech in delight. 

       Her body was covered in a glistening sheen of sweat as I got to my feet and ran my hand over her cheek.  Her eyes were open wide and glazed with lust.  Her calves were still trembling gently and her hips were slowly rising and falling, impaling the thick rubber shaft deep in her belly.

       “That’s it slut.”  I trailed my fingers over her erect nipples. 

       “You make a pretty picture cunt.”  I stepped back and looked over my girl, I loved the way she was mounted on the pole, the thick dildo stuffed in her pussy.  I loved the way her body continued to quiver.

       I remembered when I’d finally picked up my slut for good at the airport and made her mine.  The sound of the highway hummed along under the car as I reached over into the passenger seat and laid my hand on Lynne’s smooth skin.  I gently eased the hem of her short skirt up her thigh till I could see her naked pussy and the string protruding from between her moist cunt lips. 

       I’d reached for the plastic ring attached to the end of the string and tugged slowly till the first thick ball started to barely spread her labia.  I heard Lynne gasp as I pulled the ball almost completely out of her pussy. 

       Before we’d left the airport I’d handed her a little bag, inside were vaginal beads and a thick butt plug.  I’d made her go into the restroom and insert the balls in her pussy and the plug in her ass.  I’d told her to remove her panties and bring them to me when she was done.  I knew they’d be wet and soaked through, I knew my little slut, and I knew she’d probably have been juicing during the whole flight, thinking about being used by me, to be my property for use and abuse.  I knew she’d probably even have snuck away to the bathroom and masturbated on the plane, even though I’d expressly told her not to.

       “Squeeze that ball back into your cunt slut.”  I focused my eyes on the road as I heard Lynne groan with effort as she clamped her vaginal muscles down on the thick ball jutting from her labia, trying to ease it back inside her tight little hole.

       As we drove along the highway I couldn’t stop thinking about the look on Lynne’s face at the airport when I’d told her to get on her knees and kiss my shoes.  I’d held her in my arms and felt the beat of her heart speed up as I whispered down into her ear after she’d got off the plane. 

       “Cunt, get on your knees and kiss your Master’s shoes.”  I could see the moistness in her eyes as she stared up at me in shock and confusion.  She started to respond, to mouth an objection but I beat her to it. 

       “On your knees slut!”  I said it loud enough that I thought some people around us might have heard me.  I could feel Lynne’s body quiver as I took my arms from around her body and took a small step back.  I could almost hear her whimper as I looked into her eyes and waited.  Her lips imperceptibly opened and I thought she was going to say something as her body shuddered. 

       “On your knees slave.”  I thought I saw heads turn out of the corner of my eye as the words hung in the air.   Lynne hesitated, then slowly fell to her knees on the rough industrial carpet of the terminal.  She looked up at me for a second before bending at the waist and placing her lips on the tip of my shoe.  I could feel my dick go hard as Lynne kissed both my shoes and quickly staggered to her feet.  I could see the flushness of her face as she turned her eyes downward and avoided my gaze.         

       “Let’s get you home and collared cunt.”  I could hear the people whispering around us, pointing and gawking as I picked up Lynne’s bag and put my arm around her waist. 

       “Did you bring the stuff I told you to?”  I loved the feel of my little girl’s body up against mine as we started out of the terminal.

       “Yes Master.”  Her voice was soft and weak. 

       “Did they open your bag slut?”  My fingers wrapped around her waist and squeezed her close to me. 

       “Yes Master.”  My dick started to ache thinking about the look on her face when they’d opened the bag and saw what she had inside.  I’d made her buy a huge dildo that must have made the screeners gasp with its size, then there were the nipple clamps and vibrators, not to mention cuffs and collar and all the sexy lingerie she had stuffed in her bag, not that she would need much in the way of clothes now that she was my slave, she would be naked most all the time. 

       I smiled thinking about what she must have felt, the complete and utter embarrassment and humiliation…I loved it. 

       I pulled Lynne to a stop in front of the women’s restroom and pulled a small package out of my coat pocket and handed it to her. 

       “Put the balls in your cunt, and the plug in your ass.  When you’re done, bring me your panties and we’ll get home so I can use you.”  Lynne’s hands were shaking softly as she took the nondescript package from me and lowered her eyes. 

       “Hurry up slut.”  I smacked her on the ass and almost pushed her into the restroom.  My dick ached as I thought about getting my little slave girl home so I could start using her properly. 

       Lynne’s face was flush as she shuffled out of the bathroom a few minutes later. 

       “How did they fit?”  Lynne kept her head down turned as she slid into position beside me. 

       “Fine Master.”  Lynne picked up her carry-on bag as she barely whispered her response.

       “I bet you like the feel of the balls in your pussy, don’t you slut.”  I wrapped my arm around Lynne’s back and grabbed her hip. 

       “Squeeze that tight cunt down on the balls slut and imagine it’s my cock, from now on you’re my property, to do with as I please.”  I pulled her body against me feeling the heat off her skin.  I leaned down and whispered into her ear, the warmth of my breath buffeted on her flesh.

       “Clamp your pussy down on the balls slut, your holes are now mine, receptacles for my cum.” 

       I moved my hand down over the front of Lynne’s leg inching closer and closer to the confluence of her thighs.

       “Are you ready for me to fuck you cunt?”  I heard Lynne moan as I barely trailed my palm over her mound, her body pressed against mine as she leaned back into me.

       “Where are your panties?”  Lynne’s hand trembled as she pulled the black lace thong from her purse and put the sopping panties in my hand.”  I squeezed the wet cloth tight and then brought it to her nose.

       “Can you smell yourself?”  I pushed the lace against her lips.

       “Can you taste your juices slave?”  I heard her whimper as the people moved past us in the terminal.  I could feel the stares on us as I stuffed the cloth into my pocket.

       “Let’s get going slut.”  I took my arm from around Lynne and nudged her with my hip as we started to move. 

       Lynne was silent as I tossed her bag into the trunk and opened the passenger side door for her.  I eased her into the front seat and snapped the seat belt around her waist. 

       “How does the plug feel in your ass?  I bet you wish it were my cock instead, don’t you cunt.”  I cupped Lynne’s chin in my hand and turned her face toward mine.  I clamped my lips down on hers and buried my tongue in her mouth, harshly kissing her as I grasped her nipple in between my fingers and brutally pinched her sensitive nub. 

       I heard Lynne gasp as I let go of her breast and pulled my mouth off hers. 

       “Very soon slut, very soon and you’ll be a slave to my cock.”  I slammed the passenger door shut and climbed behind the wheel.  It seemed to take forever, the miles seemed to pass so slowly and I felt like my dick would explode if I didn’t cum soon, but just before we reached my place I pulled into a pharmacy and turned off the car engine. 

       “I want you to go in and ask for a case of condoms slut, tell them you have a big weekend planned and want to be prepared.”  I reached out and pulled Lynne’s skirt down, covering her naked pussy. 

       “And grab 4 or 5 bottles of lube too, tell them your ass is tight and you need all the help you can to get my dick inside you.”  I didn’t look over at Lynne but I could hear her whine ever so slightly.  I think if I’d have turned toward her she would have tried to beg, so instead I stared straight ahead, trying to keep my face blank and emotionless so she couldn’t see the lust that smoldered in my loins. 

       “Hurry up slut, the faster you move the sooner you’ll get my cock in your holes, and I know you want that, don’t you bitch.”  I tapped Lynne on the thigh and undid the seat belt buckle. 

       Lynne’s face was almost beet red when she stepped out of the pharmacy with the large box of condoms and the tubes of lube in her arms.  I’d told her not to take a bag, since I knew she would be so proud of her purchase and would want everybody to see. 

       Lynne flopped into the front seat of the car and held her head low as people leaving the store watched her.  I could see the hint of lust and jealousy in the guys, knowing that they wanted to fuck my little cunt. 

       I turned the key in the ignition and started the car.  I’d barely got in reverse before I hit the brakes and flipped the engine off. 
       “Oh damn, I’m sorry, I forgot, there was something else I wanted you to pick up in there, would you mind going back in and  getting some lipstick, I want to see those lips a sexy bright red when you start sucking my cock.”  She couldn’t look up at me but I could see her shaking ever so slightly with the humiliation. 

       “Make sure to ask which one will stay on your lips, even after you suck 10 cocks.”  Lynne almost jumped out of her skin as I laid my palm on her thigh.

       “Understand me cunt?  Ask them which one will stand up to all that cum.”  I eased my hand up under the hem of her skirt and tugged softly on the string jutting from her pussy, she moaned ever so softly. 

       “Get in there slut, I know you want to get home and get fucked, don’t you?”  I pulled my hand from under her skirt. 

       “Hurry up.”  I could see Lynne’s hand shaking as she reached for the door handle and slipped out of the car.  She looked back at me tentatively as she entered the pharmacy. 

       It took maybe five minutes before Lynne hopped back into the passenger seat, her face was still flush and I could see the perspiration on her forehead.  I didn’t say a word to her as she handed me the small bag with the lipstick.  She couldn’t look up at me as I laid my hand on her thigh and smiled.  I could feel the heat off her skin as I started up the car and pulled back onto the highway. 

       Lynne was silent as I opened the passenger door and helped her out of the seat.  The back of her short skirt was soaked through.  I thought about taking her downtown, or to the mall, and parade her for everybody to see, humiliating her with the huge damp stain on her dress, but my dick was aching and I knew I couldn’t wait any longer before I fucked her.  Besides, I’d have time to show my slut off later, after I’d used her holes to my contentment. 

       I dropped Lynne’s bags on the floor as soon as we entered my place.  I grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dragged my little pet to the middle of the room. 

       “Hands behind your neck slut.”  Lynne’s hands were shaking as she brought them up behind her head and wound her fingers together.  She moaned as I moved behind her and pressed my body against hers, rubbing my hard cock against her ass. 

       “Let’s get those balls out of your pussy cunt, I want use your hole with my cock.”  I slid my hand down over her belly and up between her legs.  I ran my palm over her inner thighs and found the cord dangling from her soaking pussy. 

       “Are you ready for my cock slut?  Are you ready for me to cum in that pussy of yours and claim ownership of your body?”  I tugged on the string and pulled the first ball out of her sex with an audible pop.  I could feel Lynne’s legs buckle but I held her upright with one arm around her chest as she started to moan. 

       “That’s it cunt, only 3 more to go.”  I pulled gently on the string and the second ball started to spread her labia wide.  I could feel Lynne’s body shaking in my grasp as I slowly tugged on the ball. 

       “I don’t want you to cum slut, not without my permission, understand?”  I popped the second ball out off her snatch and she shrieked with lust as her body started to shudder. 

       “How do you like that slut, squeeze your cunt down on the balls baby.”  I fingered her clit with my finger as I gently tugged on the string. 

       “I bet you want to cum, don’t you slut?”  I rubbed my lips against her cheek as I whispered into her ear.  I scraped my fingertip against her clit, then jerked the 3rd ball suddenly from her tight pussy. 

       I had to squeeze Lynne’s chest to hold her upright as she started to whine in utter desperation while her knees banged together threatening to collapse.

       “Don’t cum slut, understand.”  I pulled on the string, teasing the thick ball against my little slave’s pussy lips.  I pinched Lynne’s nipple between my fingers making her squeal in pain. 

       I pulled the string taut and snapped the last ball out of her tight cunt, she almost fell, and would have but I held her upright.  I started rubbing her clit hard as she wailed in lust and need. 

       “That’s it slut, beg me for my cock, beg me to fuck you and claim you as my slave.”  Lynne’s pussy was dripping like a river, coating my fingers with her juices as she whimpered and cried while I fingered her.

       “Fuck me Master, please.  Fuck me!!!”  I let go of Lynne’s hips and she nearly collapsed. 

       “Fuck me MASTER, PPPPLLEEEEEAAASSSSEEEE!!!!”  I slapped Lynne’s breast. 

       “On your knees slut, get into position for me to use you cunt.”  I could see the frantic need in Lynne’s eyes as she stared up at me, she fell quickly to her knees.

       “Spread your legs.”  Lynne was moaning as her body shuddered with desire. 

       “Lift that skirt so I can fuck your pussy cunt.”  Lynne reached back, her hand was shaking as she lifted the short hem of the skirt and exposed her ass, I loved the way her thighs twitched and her hips swayed side to side, almost trying to entice me to fuck her, waiting, wanting, desperately for me to mount, and use her, to bury my dick in her snatch. 

        I fell to my knees behind Lynne and slapped her ass with my open hand.  I slowly eased the head of my cock between the moist folds of her pussy lips and felt her body quiver beneath me.

       “That’s it whore, you know this is what you’re made for.”  I slapped my palm down on her ass again as I eased my dick deeper and deeper in her tight hole, her vaginal muscles clamped down on me, squeezing my prick tight in her snatch.

       I took Lynne’s smooth hair in my hand and arched her head back violently.  Leaning over her trembling body I whispered in her ear as I felt her pussy convulsing on my cock. 

       “I don’t want you to cum until after I do, and then, only when I give you permission, do you understand slut?”  I felt her cunt spasming on my prick as she moaned in desperation. 

       “Your holes are for my pleasure first, your needs come second, understand?”  I let go of Lynne’s hair and gripped her hips like claws grasping onto prey, I started bucking my hips forward brutally, urgently burying my cock deep in her tight little cunt.  The fabric of her skirt was bunched around her waist and she grunted each time I jerked deeper into her belly.  Her pussy twitched and throbbed on my cock, clutching me franticly. 

       “That’s it slut, this is what you’re made for.”  I started bunny fucking my little slave girl, slamming into her harder and harder.  I loved the sound of my hips slapping against her ass, my balls smacking against her body. 

       I reached out and took hold of Lynne’s long hair, grasping it in my hands I tugged hard on her scalp and bent her head backwards till she was looking up at me with desperation and need.  She squealed as I pulled hard on her hair, using it like reins as I brutally fucked her pussy. 

       Lynne’s body jerked forward violently as I rammed my hips against her ass, I loved the way she screeched as I yanked hard on her scalp.  Her head was arched back so hard I could see the strain in her neck. 

       “Make me cum whore!”  I felt my dick pulsing deep in her belly, her pussy clamped down on me hard as I pounded into her sex.  I could feel my balls convulsing as I was just about to cum.

       “I’m cumming slut!”  Lynne’s face contorted as I wrenched back on her hair making her yelp.  My cock exploded deep in her belly, I could feel my dick jerking, pumping sperm deep in her belly. 

       “AAAAAHHHHHHHH!!”  I roared out and pulled harder on her hair, making her twist her head and torso back to try and relieve the strain as I flooded her pussy with semen. 

       “Cum for me cunt, cum for me!!!”  I smacked my free hand down on her ass as I milked my cock in her pussy, squeezing out every last drop of sperm in her belly. 

       “CUM FOR ME!!!”  Lynne’s eyes snapped shut and she started to scream.  I could feel her body convulsing beneath me as I pumped my dick in her pussy, her vaginal muscles clamped down on me like a vise as her body spasmed in orgasm for the first time as my slave. 

       “That’s it cunt!”  I arched her head back and locked my lips on hers.  Her arms were shaking violently and barely supported her body as wave after wave of orgasm ripped through her frame.  Her pussy held my dick so tight it hurt as her muscles clinched and unclenched, locking me tight in her snatch. 

       Lynne moaned in pleasure as I reached under her chest and pinched her nipples in my fingers.  Her legs were twitching, ready to collapse as she started to pant.

       I let go of her breasts and grabbed for her hair again, twisting her head back to look at me.

       “I own you cunt, you’re mine!”  Lynne groaned, closing her eyes she seemed to savor the moment. 

       “Yes Master, I’m yours.”  The words seemed to float from her mouth as I eased my dick from her pussy. 

       “Get on your back slut.”  I felt my prick still throbbing as Lynne languidly rolled onto her back. 

       I knelt over my slut, straddling her chest, my dick bobbing over her face, my cum and her juices still coating my cock. 

       “Lick me clean cunt.”  I reached down and grasped her nipples between my fingers, they were erect and I twisted them violently making my little pet screech in pain as she started lapping the underside of my prick with her smooth, moist, tongue.  Her eyes were wide and stared up at me as she licked the length of my cock, I know she was still feeling the waves of pleasure rushing over her body.

       “Suck on my balls.”  I squatted over her face and let my balls dangle above her lips before she started sucking them into her mouth. 

       I groaned as I felt her breath buffeting me as she held me in between her lips.  I let go of her nipples and stroked my little pet’s hair softly. 

       Lynne jerked her eyes shut suddenly as I smacked my dick down on her forehead. 

       “Time to get moving.”  I got to my feet and left Lynne laying on the ground, leaving her totally shocked and surprised.

       “Strip for me slut.”  I sat back on the couch stroking my aching cock as Lynne uneasily stood in the middle of the room.  Her face went flush when she realized that she was now my slave, that I owned her, she’d been too caught up in her own lust to really grasp the notion before, that her body was mine to do with as I pleased.

       She slowly started stripping out of her clothes, I don’t know if she realized how long it might be till she wore anything again.  Her hands were shaking as she peeled out of her short skirt and light blouse, she let them fall to the floor as she kept her eyes low trying to avoid my stares. 

       “Pick them up slut, fold them nicely, we wouldn’t want them to get wrinkled.”  Lynne bent awkwardly and picked up her clothes, I could tell how nervous she was standing there naked as she slowly she folded them and set them in a little pile.  I tapped on the couch next to me and she set them by my side. 

       “On your knees.”  Lynne’s legs were shaking as she got to her hands and knees.  I loved the way her breasts swayed, her nipples were still rock hard as she stared up at me anxiously. 

       “Time to put you in your cage cunt.”  I was tempted to play with my new slave more but I wanted her to realize that she was mine, and even though I’d just fucked her, that she had no say in how she was to be treated. 

       “Heel.”  I got to my feet and snapped my fingers.  I could see the shame in her face as I started walking toward the bedroom with her in tow.  I didn’t look back at her as she crawled behind me on all fours, but I could hear her shuffling along and whimpering softly and loved every moment of it.

       “Don’t touch yourself, understand.”  I snapped the cage door shut and locked it.  I smiled down at my slave as she curled in a little ball on the floor of the metal cage and stared up at me. 

       Lynne knelt on the floor in front of me, the handle of her leash rested in my lap as she struggled to hold the awkward position I’d put her in.  Her hands were up behind her neck and her thighs were opened wide with a buzzing vibrator jutting from her soaking pussy. 

       I’d kept her in the cage for most of that first night, only allowing her out later to eat, and to relieve herself, and of course, to get fucked again. 

       I picked up the leash handle off my lap and tugged hard on the chain pulling her toward me. 

       “Do you need to cum slut?”  I could see the way her muscles strained as she tried to hold the position and not fall forward. 

       “Yes Master, please, I need to cum, please.”  Her lips were moist and her belly convulsed as the vibrator worked deep in her snatch.

       “No, no, not now cunt.  You’re not allowed to orgasm now, not till I decide to give you permission, and from now on you’ll never cum without my permission.”  I jerked on the chain pulling her lips towards my groin.

       “Unless you want to earn punishments of course.”  I smirked at my little slave, loving the thought of taking the flogger or to her pussy and breasts, whether she obeyed or not.

       “Lick my cock slut.”  I slapped my erection against Lynne’s face making her snap her eyes shut in surprise.  I reached out and ran my hand through her hair pulling her lips to my cock, I could feel her soft locks between my fingers as I rubbed her head like a pet. 

       “I said lick me cunt.”  Lynne extended her tongue and started lapping my shaft like a kitten drinking milk.  She moaned and she franticly licked my dick, , her eyes stared up at me as she savoring every second, every throbbing inch of my shaft.

       “Lick my ass bitch.”  I saw an instant of hesitation as she stroked my cock with her tongue.  I knew she didn’t want to do it, but I felt her nose against my balls as she started lapping her tongue against my asshole.  I could feel her forcing the tip of her tongue inside my anal ring. 

       “That’s it slut!”  I threw my head back and groaned as I ran my hand through my little pet’s soft long hair. 

       “That’s it baby!”  Lynne seemed to be encouraged by my approval, she was such a needy slut already and she moved her tongue delicately between my ass cheeks. 

       I wound my fingers through her hair and tugged her head back so she was looking up at me.  Her mouth was open and she was panting, her tongue was out, wagging like a happy puppy. 

       “I think it’s time we go over some rules cunt.”  There was a look of desperate need in Lynne’s eyes, I knew she wanted me to fuck her, but she had to learn her pleasure was always secondary to mine. 

       “Your purpose is to worship my cock.”  I kept her head back, tugging on her hair.  It’s not like I was telling her anything new, almost every day, every hour of her training had reinforced what I expected of her. 

       “You are never to cum without permission.”  I smiled as I heard her whimper softly. 

       “Whenever I decide to use you, if I choose your pussy, I expect you to squeeze that dirty little cunt on my dick as soon as I enter you.  I want you to make me spew my load inside your dirty little hole.”  I spit down in her face, I loved the way her head jerked in back in surprise when my saliva hit her flesh and pooled on her skin.

       “Or, if I decide to use your mouth, I expect my little slut to suck hard on me, taking me to the back of your throat till you gag, keeping me between your lips until I shoot my sperm in your throat.”  I ran my fingers through her hair.

       “Perhaps I’ll make you hold my precious sperm it on your tongue till I give you permission to swallow, understand?”  I loved the way she looked at me, I could tell her pussy was juicing like mad.  I knew I didn’t have to tell her what I was telling her, but you can never reinforce a sluts training too often.

       “Go get on the bed, get on your back and get ready for a cunt whipping, I feel like hearing you scream.”  I could see the fear in her eyes as I let go of her leash, she picked the handle up off the floor with her teeth and scurried to the bedroom on her hands and knees.  I stroked my cock and leaned back on the couch, thinking about my little slut waiting on the bed, anticipating the pain, I’m sure hoping that I’ll fuck her after.  I’d let her stew for a while.

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       I nudged Lynne with my foot and heard her moan involuntarily as she started to come to life.  I’d let her sleep on the little dog cushion on the floor next to my bed. 

       I heard the slight clang of the chain clipped to her neck collar as she rolled on her side.  I’d left her hands unbound during the night. 

       “Cunt, ‘bitch in heat position’.”  I saw the sudden awareness in her eyes as Lynne woke up.  I loved the way she scurried up onto my bed, the chain clanging as she moved, it dangled from her collar as she tossed the small blanket I’d given her during the night on the small cushion.  Her body shuddered as she got to her hands and knees on the mattress with her legs spread wide and her cheek flat to the surface of the bed.  Her ass was high in the air and her thighs were splayed wide waiting for me to mount her. 

       I stood by the side of the bed, I could see Lynne’s eyes staring up at me with her palms flat against the bed spread wide like she’d been taught, her nipples scraping against the unkempt comforter. 

       I smacked my hand down on her ass hard, loving the way her body jerked as the crack of flesh on flesh rang through the room.  I knew my little slut’s pussy would already be getting wet. 

       “Balls in face position.”  Lynne flipped on her back in an instant with her head over the edge of the bed, her arms were by her side and her breasts heaved as she stared up at me.  I loved the way her hair was draped over the side of the mattress with her mouth open and her tongue extended, waiting for me to use her body for my pleasure.  I’d spent a great deal of time training my little cunt, making sure she knew every command and every position I expected her to present her body to me in, and that she should obey immediately without thought. 

       I opened my robe and let my hardening cock pop out.  I moved toward the girl and straddled her head, slapping my dick down on her forehead over and over.

       “How did you sleep cunt?”  Lynne’s eyes jerked shut each time my prick slapped against her face but she didn’t move otherwise. 

       “Good Master, thank you for allowing me to sleep on your floor.”  I eased forward so my balls dangled above her lips. 

       “Lick my balls slut!”  I reached out and grabbed for Lynne’s erect nipples and twisted them till I heard her squeal.  I loved the way her little buds got hard in an instant, and stayed stiff most of the time.  I groaned as her tongue lapped the underside of my balls.  I squatted down and pressed my balls down into her face forcing them between her lips. 

       “Present tits cunt!”  Lynne wiggled from beneath my body letting my balls ease from her mouth.  She got to her knees on the bed, her legs were spread wide and she leaned forward with her hands clasped behind her neck forcing her breasts forward.  She yelped as I started slapping her breasts hard with my open hand.  I kept smacking tits till her skin started to glow red under the onslaught.  I reached out and grabbed for her nipples, tugging hard and pulling her breasts taut till her skin started to stretch painfully.

       “How do you like that slut?”  Lynne squealed as I dug my nails into her flesh. 

       “I’m still debating ringing you cunt, then again, I love an unmarked bitch.”  I let go of Lynne’s nipples and slapped her hard across the face. 

       “Open cunt position!”  Lynne collapsed backwards on the bed.  She spread her arms and legs wide into a broad X.  I could see the wetness of her pussy and the way her labia were swollen and engorged, I knew my little slut was ready to be fucked. 

       “Ankles.”  Instantly, without any explanation of what I expected, Lynne grabbed her ankles and spread them wide, pulling her legs back towards her chest opening her body and exposing her pussy, ready to be mounted. 

       I heard Lynne groan as I climbed on her body.  Her eyes stared up at me, I could see the lust and need in her gaze as her mouth opened wide and she started to pant. 

       “What do you want slut?”  She was gasping in lust as I loomed over her. 

       “I need your cock Master, please!”  I jerked forward slipping easily into her sopping cunt.  She closed her eyes and groaned as her vaginal muscles clamped down on me. 

       “Thank you Master, thank you for putting your cock in my useless snatch!”  Lynne squeezed her thighs on my hips as I started to fuck her, her body moved with me like she was riding a bucking bronco.  Her tongue was out and she was breathing heavily, her face was flush and her eyes stared up at me with lust.  The bed was creaking as I pumped my dick deep in my little slut’s belly.  I loved the feel of her hard nipples scraping against my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck and held me tight, she kept her legs up in the air, they flopped with each thrust of my hips into her belly as I clamped my lips down on hers and buried my tongue in her mouth.

       I loved the feel of my little slut under me, she was holding tight, molding her body to mine as I pounded down into her.

       “I’m going to cum slut!”  Lynne groaned in need. 

       “Please cum in my pussy Master, please.”  Lynne’s eyes went wide with effort and I could feel her pussy clamping down on me, gripping my cock like a vise, trying to make me spew in her belly. 

       I felt Lynne’s thighs squeezing me tight as I slammed down into my little slut’s pussy.  She was gasping for air as my balls started to contract and my dick started jerking in her cunt.

       “Master, Master, may your dirty slut cum, please!”  Lynne’s vaginal muscles clamped down on my hard, milking my spurting cock as I put my hand over her neck.

       “Not till I’m done, not till I’m done cunt!!!”  I pounded into Lynne’s pussy trying to hurt her with my dick.  I could see the fear in her eyes as I clutched her throat in my hand.  I was disappointed that my little whore even asked for permission to cum.

       “Not till I’m done bitch!”  I slammed my dick down in her snatch, burying it to the hilt in her tight little hole.  I grabbed her by the back of the scalp and arched her head back. 

       “Do you want to cum slut?”  I moved my hips side to side, working my dick deep in her belly as she squeezed me tight. 

       “Yes Master, pleeeassseeee, I’m sorry.”  I could see the regret in her eyes as she stared up at me, she knew she’d been bad. 

       “Cum for me cunt!”  That’s all she needed, I could feel Lynne’s body explode under me as I gave her permission to cum, her thighs locked on my hips and her stomach convulsed against mine.  She lapped her tongue on my neck, she was purring in my ear as she had a monumental orgasm.

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       “You’ve been a bad girl slut.”  I ran my hand through Lynne’s hair, her head was arched back and she was looking toward the ceiling.  I stood over her and stared down into her face, she couldn’t twist her head side to side, nostril hooks were stuffed in her nose pulling her head back into the proper position.  Her eyes jerked shut as I spit down into her face.  I loved the way the saliva splattered on her skin smack in the middle of her forehead. 

       “You know you’ve earned this punishment cunt, you’ve been a bad girl and I’m disappointed, you never ask to cum before I do, understand?”  Lynne was squatting in the middle of the basement dungeon, the cuffs around her ankles were chained to bolts in the floor keeping her legs spread impossibly wide so that she had to balance precariously on her toes.  She couldn’t put her heels down on the floor, there were sharp spikes rising from the rubber coated ground.  I could already see the way her thighs and calves were starting to twitch under the strain, I loved the way her muscles trembled with the tension and her skin started to shine with perspiration from the exertion.  Her hands were cuffed behind her back and pulled up high making her lean forward. 

       “You will never disobey me cunt, understand?”  I smacked my hand down on Lynne’s ass for emphasis.  She could only grunt in response as drool dripped down over her chin, her jaws were spread wide with a ring gag forced behind her teeth.

       I reached under Lynne’s quivering body and tugged down on the heavy weights hanging from her nipples, I loved the way she whimpered in pain as I pulled hard on the serious metal clamps digging into her breasts.

       Lynne moaned as I stepped away from her.  I could sense that her eyes were on me, following me intently as I walked to the cabinet where I kept my whips and punishment implements.  I took my time making my selection, making her suffer in anticipation waiting for what was to come next.

       I swished the cane through the air as I moved slowly toward Lynne.  I loved the way she bobbed up and down gently, her thighs burning as she squatted awkwardly, her heels jerking up as the soles of her feet came in contact with the sharp spikes jutting from the floor.  I loved the way her body convulsed, all the muscles straining as she was forced to hold the unnatural, contorted, position. 

       “This is the only way you’re going to learn cunt, I want to hear you scream.”  I swung the flexible cane through the air in front of her face so she could see, and know, what was coming.  I could feel my dick getting harder and harder as I thought about whipping my slut and hearing her cries.   

       There was an incoherent blubbering coming from Lynne’s mouth as her body bobbed and twisted.  I could see her eyes trailing me as I tested the flexibility of the cane. 
       “I’m going to enjoy this slut.”  I took up position next to Lynne’s trembling body, I held the cane in one hand as I reached out and cupped her breast, momentarily taking the strain off her nipple by holding the weight in my palm.  I dug my fingers into her tit as I gently tapped the cane down on her ass. 

       “God you’ve got nice tits slut.”  The heavy weight clanged softly as I let go of her breast and poised the cane between her widely splayed legs.  I loved the way Lynne’s sobbing got louder and more desperate with each passing moment, I could see the tears starting to streak down her cheeks and dribble off her chin onto the floor. 

       The crack of the cane on flesh was instantaneous as I brought the flexible rod up violently between Lynne’s thigh’s, landing the vicious shaft directly on her pussy lips and making her whole body explode in a spasm of pain. 

       Again and again I whipped the cane up between her spread legs, landing blow after blow on her pussy and clit, her whole body was covered in sweat, it poured off her body as she screamed desperately.  I loved the sound of her voice cracking, the high pitched shrieks were joy to my ears as over and over again I brought the cane up hard between her legs.  I could see her thighs start to cramp as she squatted in the awkward, twisted, position. 

       I brought the cane down on the back of Lynne’s calves and over her inner thighs till her voice started to go hoarse. 

       “That’s it cunt, that’ll teach you to disobey me.”  I leaned down and brought the flexible shaft down on the tops of Lynne’s stretched and aching tits, then under the hanging clamps.  Instantly vicious stripes crossed her breasts as the heavy weights swung violently from her straining nipples. 

       I tossed the cane down on the floor and pulled my dick from my pants.  Salvia ran in streaks from Lynne’s widely spread jaws.  I closed my eyes and savored the sound her frantic screams as I jerked off, cumming hard on her pretty, contorted, face.

       “That’s it slut, that’s what you’re made for.”  Hot lines of thick white cum exploded on Lynne’s face making her head snap back as the warm sperm plastered across her skin, covering her flesh with viscous semen.  I jammed my cock in the gaping hole of the ring gag.  I could feel Lynne’s soft, moist, tongue convulsing on the underside of my prick. 

       “Lick me slut.”  I could hear her gag as I forced my dick deep in her mouth, I loved the way she slobbered on my cock as she tried urgently to lick my shaft clean. 

       I could hear Lynne moan as I eased my dick out of her soft, moist, lips.  I stepped back and stroked my cock as I stared down at the girl. 

       “I’m going to leave you like this for a while cunt, you need to learn.”  I slipped my dick back into my boxers and started upstairs, leaving my little slave girl groaning and sobbing, her body cramping and convulsing with cum dribbling down her skin onto the rubber floor. 

To Be Continued…

Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed the story.  I always appreciate comments, it’s always very encouraging, and I especially love hearing from females who like my work.  Please write me at my email aspererus@yahoo.com  Thanks…John (Semiater)

Slave Tale

By

Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)

Chapter Two

       Lynne staggered behind me, struggling to stay upright on the 5” heels I’d strapped around her ankles.  I tugged on her leash, making her yelp in discomfort as the metal clamps bit down into her distended nipples, stretching her skin even more taut as I pulled her forward. 

Her breasts were bulging and red, almost purple with the cord wrapped around the base of her tits.  I loved abusing my baby’s breasts, I loved seeing them swollen with the cords wrapped around their base till she shrieked with the slightest touch.  I especially loved smacking them with a flogger, or even just with my open hand, making her scream and beg me to stop.  Women use their breasts to tease and entice men, it’s only right that they should be forced to pay with suffering for their vanity.  

       I pulled hard on the lead making Lynne squeal in pain. 

       “On your knees slut!”  My little slave girl fell to the floor with a  thud, her wrists were behind her back in a leather sheath, forcing her bulging, aching, tits out even more, and I loved it.  I stepped forward and smacked my dick down on her forehead making her snap her eyes shut suddenly in shock, but I could tell she liked it.  She almost cooed with delight when I slapped my dick down on her face, I know she loved, and wanted it, and I loved it too, it only made me harder when I saw that desperate, needy look in her eyes as she felt my throbbing flesh smacking against her skin.  I loved the way the harness for the ball gag cut across her face, the way her jaws were spread so wide with the ball stuffed between her gleaming white teeth.

       I rubbed my cock through her soft hair.  I knew if I didn’t have her gagged she’d be licking my prick and balls, rubbing her cheek against my dick, she was a needy cunt, and I adored that about her. 

My little slut had been so embarrassed when I’d cum on her face the first time, but since then, she’d learned to love, and even crave, my sperm on her flesh.  I loved pushing her in front of the mirror after spewing on her face, making her stare at her reflection in the glass, seeing the hot, viscous semen plastered to her skin, running in streaks through her soft pretty hair.  Making her stare at herself in the mirror, I know it made her realize how much of a dirty a little slut she was, how her only duty was to please me and my cock.   

       I could hear her whimpering as I slowly undid the buckle from behind her head and eased the harass off of her face.  She moaned as the thick red ball slipped from between her aching jaws. 

       “May I suck your cock Master, please?”  Her eyes were wide and stared up at me in desperate need as she tried to work her jaws back to life. 

       “Yes cunt!”  Lynne extended her tongue and started lapping my balls intently.  I loved the feel of her moist flesh on my testicles as she gently licked me, first taking them between her lips, sucking on me, making my legs tremble, I was ready to blow. 

I loved the feel of my dick resting on her forehead as she started running her tongue between my thighs.  When she’d first come to me, she’d reviled the thought of sucking my cock, not to even mention the thought of licking my ass, but she’d long since lost all her reticence.  She worked her head between my thighs and forced her tongue to the base of my shaft, letting my balls rest on her face.  I could feel the warm air from her nostrils buffeting my cock as she groaned in lust.  Her pretty eyes stared up at me with need as my dick rested on her skin and she expertly worked my sack with her skillful tongue. 

       I couldn’t take it any longer, I grabbed Lynne by the back of the head violently and forced her mouth down over my cock, making her gag and choke on me as I pressed her lips to the base of my shaft.  I could see the involuntary panic in her eyes as she stared up at me, feeling my prick buried down her throat, cutting off her air. 

       “That’s it slut, you know you love it!”  I grabbed for her ears and started ramming her head up and down on my dick, using them as handles, making her squeal in discomfort as I brutally face fucked her.  I could feel her throat convulsing on my cock, desperately trying to breathe as I pumped my dick between her lips. 

       “OOOHHHH GGOOODDDDD!!!”  I slammed my hips forward, pounding my shaft in her mouth.  I could feel the salvia bubbling around my prick as over and over again I raped her mouth, making her gag on me. 

I wound my fingers through her hair and tugged brutally on her scalp as again and again I slammed my dick in her mouth, ramming the head of my cock against the back of her throat viciously.   I loved the way she squealed in pain as I face-fucked her.

I pulled hard on her scalp and tugged her lips off my cock.

“Open up cunt!”  Saliva dribbled in lines down her chin as I stood over her and stared in her wide eyes.  Her body twitched as I smacked her throbbing, bulging breasts and spit into her gaping mouth. 

She didn’t have any time to recover, I jerked hard on her hair and slammed my dick down her throat again.  I took hold of her ears and started moving her lips over my shaft brutally, driving the head of my cock against the back of her throat over and over again till I felt my balls start to convulse and I started to cum. 

“HOOOLLLLLYYY SHIIITT!!!”  I gripped her ears mercilessly and buried my dick to the hilt in her mouth.  I could feel my balls aching as my groin started to spasm.  I loved staring down into my little girl’s eyes as my dick started spewing hot cum down her throat.  I loved the way she gagged as the sperm slammed against the back of her throat and flooded down her gullet.  I held her ears firm, keeping her lips locked around the base of my cock.

“How’s that taste cunt?”  Lynne couldn’t reply, she cooed softly and I could see the lust in her eyes as she gently rolled her tongue on the underside of my prick, trying to milk every last drop of semen from my prick.        

I pulled my dick from between the girl’s lips and stood over her.

I tugged hard on the leash attached to the clamps on Lynne’s breasts, she screeched in pain as the heavy metal snapped from her aching, distended nipples.  Her face contorted in anguish at the blood suddenly rushed back in her sensitive flesh.  I smacked my dick down on her face as she wailed, her tits throbbing and pulsing in pain as the nerves burned like fire. 

       I slowly unwound the cords from Lynne’s aching tits.  I did it with agonizing slowness, pinching and tugging on her nipples as I did, loving the tortured look on my little girl’s face.

       “Is that better slut?”  Her breasts were still red and the indentations from the cord were pressed in the soft flesh of her breasts.

       “You do have nice tits, and you know I love to play with them.”  Lynne groaned as I took a tit in each hand and started squeezing her breasts in my fingers. 

       I brought my palms down on her tits hard, loving the smacking sound as she yelped with the blows. 

       “Get on your feet cunt!”  I jerked her to her feet by her scalp.  I grabbed her by the shoulders and twisted her.  Lynne whimpered as I undid the leather straps on the sheath encasing her arms.  She let out little cries as she slowly worked her hands and forearms back to life. 

       She looked at me with a  hint of fear as I grabbed her by the hair again and started dragging her to the bedroom. 

       “In your cage slut!”  Lynne fell to the floor with a thud, I pushed her into the cage with my foot, then slammed the heavy steel door shut behind her. 

       “I need to take a nap cunt, I’ll check on you later.”  She wiggled uncomfortably in the small cage, trying to work herself into a comfortable position on the padded floor.  I could see her moist pussy glistening in the light.

       “Maybe I’ll give you permission to cum later slut?”  I left  my little pet locked alone in the cage, unable to relieve her festering, unrequited, burning need. 

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       I woke from a wonderful, peaceful dream and slowly opened my eyes.  The bed was soft and warm and I didn’t want to leave the confines of the blankets, but I needed to pee. 

       I heard my little pet come to life in her cage.  The rings on her collar clanged softly as she woke.  She was in perfect tune with my movements, she slept lightly and woke the moment I moved.

       Lynne threw off the blanket and knelt on her haunches in the cage, her head almost touched the top edge of the steel as she stared fixedly on me.  A chill went up my legs as I put my feet on the cold floor.  My knees cracked as I got to my feet and walked to my little pets cage.  I hadn’t bothered locking the door, my little girl wouldn’t have dared try and leave anyway. 

       The metal hinge creaked as I opened the door and snapped my fingers, instantly Lynne scurried out and knelt before me.  She lifted up, putting her hands under her chin as I ran my hand through her hair softly.  She nuzzled the back of my hand as I ran it over her cheek.

       “I need to piss.”  Lynne crawled behind me as I walked into the bathroom.  I was still tired and tried to rub the sleep from my eyes, I wanted to go back to bed, perhaps eventually I would, with my little pet under me, or having her suckle my cock as she curled between my thighs, but first, I needed to piss and couldn’t wait any longer. 

       As I stood before the toilet I felt one of Lynne’s soft hands cup my balls gently, she took hold of my prick with her other hand and slowly stroked me while she knelt behind me.  I felt her nose press into the crack of my ass and her tongue starting to dart over my skin.  I groaned as I started pissing, feeling her lovely, long, fingers holding my shaft, aiming me at the bowl.  I don’t know what my little pet thought of holding me as I urinated, but I loved it, I loved the feel of her tongue lapping my ass and her delicate fingers holding me, aiming me.  I wonder what she’d think when I decided to mark her, to make her kneel and be my urinal, head back, mouth open as I pissed on her.  I couldn’t wait to see the humiliation, and shame, in her face as she knelt there being my piss slut.  I just loved the look of a slave with her hair and face soaking wet with my piss, but that was for another day.

       Lynne wiggled my penis in her fingers, flicking the last drops of urine out of the head of my prick.  She didn’t move from behind me, her tongue continued to lap my ass and I loved the feel of her nose pressed against my skin.   

       I snapped my fingers and Lynne let go of my prick, she pulled her tongue away from my ass and stayed squatting on the tall heels still strapped around her ankles.  I ran my hands under the warm water of the faucet and the girl leaned forward to flush the toilet and gently lower the seat.  She handed me the hand towel and kept her eyes low.

       “I need something to eat slut.”  Lynne crawled behind me as I shut the light off in the bathroom and headed for the kitchen.

       

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       Lynne was kneeling at my feet as I ate my sandwich.  She had on a black lace teddy and thigh-high stockings with the towering heels still strapped to her ankles.  I’d decided to let her put on the outfit as she was making my food, I loved the way she looked in lingerie, and besides, the strap on the panties help hold the massive buzzing dildo in her pussy, and plug in her ass.

       Her arms were up behind her neck with her fingers wound together and her breasts thrust out.  I could hear the gentle hum of the vibrator in her cunt as I took another bite of the sandwich and flipped the channel on the TV.  I could see the moistness of her eyes as a small tear dribbled down her cheek. 

       I ate slowly, loving the way Lynne’s body started to tremble uncomfortably, she was kneeling on a rubber pad in front of my chair.  I took the last bite of the sandwich and finished off the glass of Coke.

       “That was pretty good cunt.”  Lynne was gritting her teeth as her muscles started to belie her. 

       “Thank you Master.  May I take your plate to the kitchen.”  I put the foot rest up on the recliner and flipped through the channels for a minute or two, prolonging my little pets torture.

       “Yeah, go ahead slut.”  Lynne sighed in relief as she took her hands from behind her head and staggered difficultly to her feet.  She stretched like a cat and grabbed my plate and glass. 

       “I’ll be back momentarily Sir.”  Her heels clapped on the floor as she walked gingerly into the kitchen, the vibrator buzzing in her pussy, filling her completely. 

       I was stroking my cock as Lynne came back, she fell to her knees at my feet.  She looked up at me with her large, doe-like eyes.

       “Can I do anything for you Master?”  I ran my fingers through her hair, petting her like an animal.  When I moved my fingers to her mouth, she sucked them between her lips and started sucking on them like a kitty.

       “Do you want to cum slut?”  I could see her eyes start to glaze over as I spoke to her.  I pulled my fingers from her moist lips and snapped them together to get her attention, then I tapped my thigh.  Instantly Lynne struggled to her feet and straddled my leg.  She groaned as I eased my finger under her panties and grasped the base of the vibrator stuffed in her pussy.  She was sopping wet, and as I ran my finger over her clit a shudder went through her frame.

       “You’re just a needy little bitch, aren’t you?”  Lynne groaned and ground her pussy down on my thigh.

       “I want you to go to the couch and masturbate for me cunt, understand me?”  She moaned as I slowly slipped the vibrating shaft from her throbbing pussy, then slammed it back hard, deep in her belly.

       “Yes Master.”  I brought my fingers to her lips and Lynne greedily licked them clean of her juices.

       The towering heels tapped on the floor as she moved uneasily across the room, she looked like a newborn calf taking it’s first steps.  Lynne grabbed a towel from the cabinet and laid it on the couch, she sat back and spread her legs wide.

       “Will you let this useless slut cum for you Master?”  Lynne opened her legs, her heels were up on the cushions of the sofa.

       “Cum for me cunt.”  Lynne groaned as she pulled her panties to the side and grasped the base of the large vibrating shaft in her pussy.  Slowly she eased the glistening dildo from the folds of her sex till it was almost fully removed from her snatch.  She leaned down and eased the strap of the negligee to the side with her nose and started lapping her tongue on her erect nipple.  Languidly she thrust the long dildo back in her pussy while she fingered her swollen clit with her free hand.

       “I’m just your dirty, useless, cumslut Master.”  Lynne rubbed her clit hard as she worked the long shaft in and out of her soaking pussy.  Her hips bucked and writhed on the couch as the heels dug into the surface while she moaned in lust. 

       “I’m your dirty whore Master.”  Lynne licked her nipple with her long, luscious tongue as her hand worked the dildo in and out of her pussy faster and faster. 

       “I’m your cumslut Master.”  Lynne’s legs went up in the air, the heels danced as she started crying out each time she buried the buzzing shaft deep in her cunt.

       “I’m your dirty cum whore Master.”  Lynne’s legs jerked as she kept pumping the long rod in her pussy.  Her fingers worked her clit desperately.

       “Will you allow this dirty slut to cum for you Master, PLLLEEAAASSSEEEE!”  She was almost breathless as she panted out the worlds. 

       “PPLLLEEEEAAASSSEEEEE Master let your dirty bitch cum for you, ppppllllleeeeeeeaaaaasssseeeeee!!!”  She was almost shrieking each time the long dildo disappeared in her tight hole.  Her legs moved wildly through the air and the couch creaked as she worked her pussy raw. 

       “PPppplllllleeeeaaassseeeee MAster, let your bitch cum, PPPlllleeeeaaaasseee!”  Lynne screamed in delight as I finally nodded and her body exploded in orgasm.  She threw her head back and wailed, still pounding the large fake cock in her pussy as she rubbed her clit maniacally. 

       “OOOOOHHHHH GGGGOOOOOODDDDDDDD!!!!”  Lynne’s body went into paroxysms as wave after wave of orgasm ripped through her belly.  Her heels were buried in the cushions of the couch and her hips were up in the air, wiggling from side-to-side.

       “FFFFFUUUUUCCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!”  Lynne finally stopped screaming after at least 4 orgasms rolled through her frame.  Her inner thighs were corded and the muscles twitched involuntarily. 

       Lynne let go of the dildo and it slipped out of her sopping, convulsing pussy.  Her arms were shaking as she collapsed back onto the couch and cupped her breasts in her hands.  Her eyes were closed as she squeezed her tits and leaned down to lick her nipples. 

       Lynne whimpered softly as she gently fingered her pussy.  Her eyes opened softly and she looked at me. 

       “Thank you for letting this dirty whore cum Master.”

To Be Continued…

Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed the story.  I always appreciate comments, it's always encouraging, and I love hearing from women who like my work.  Thanks…John (Semiater) aspererus@yahoo.com

Slave Tale

By

Semiater (aspererus@yahoo.com)

Chapter Three

       Lynne walked to my side, but slightly behind, as a slave should.  I’d taught her well, to never think she was allowed to walk next to, or in front of me, her Master. 

       Her high heels thudded on the cement as we walked toward the restaurant.  She was still learning to manage the tall heels, it wasn’t something she’d typically worn in her previous life and she was still getting used to the newness of it all. 

I didn’t necessarily dress my pet as a complete slut, but I definitely enjoyed making her wear outfits that exposed more of her body than she’d done previously, or, was necessarily comfortable with.  Ones that had the potential to humiliate her, if I chose to, but I didn’t want her to look like a street walker either. 

       Her skirt was short, not so short as to make her look like a whore, but it was mid-thigh level and would be considered a bit risqué, in more conservative company.  Her top was cut low and showed cleavage.  She wore no bra and her nipples were rock hard, showing easily through the top.  The short skirt danced as she moved, the fabric was thin and I loved the way it flowed with her body as she took short, tenuous steps on the tall heels. 

       I grabbed Lynne by the arm suddenly and dragged her into a dark alley near the restaurant.  Her heels echoed loudly off the brick walls of the adjoining buildings.  I tugged her to a stop and pushed her back against the wall behind a large dumpster. 

       “Present.”  Instantly she raised her arms and wound her fingers behind her head thrusting out her breasts.  I could see the nervous glimmer in her eyes as I reached out and cupped her chin.

       “You are a pretty slut, aren’t you?”  I slid my hand down her chest and opened her blouse softly, exposing her erect nipples.  She let out a squeal of pain as I took hold of her hard buds and twisted them violently in my fingers. 

       I could hear the sounds of people walking down the street a few feet away, but I didn’t care. 

       “Are you horny cunt?”  Lynne’s eyes were locked on mine.

       “Yes Master.”  She opened her mouth as I moved my hand to her lips and pushed a finger in her mouth.   She greedily licked my digit like a hungry kitty.

       I pulled my fingers from her mouth and grabbed her finely coifed hair, arching her head back I stared down into her eyes.  She groaned as I locked my mouth on hers and buried my tongue between her lips.  I could smell the sweetness of her perfume and the freshness of her body, even amongst the dumpsters and grime of the alley.

       Lynne staggered back slightly as I pulled my lips from hers and let go of her hair.  She looked up at me with lustful, wide, doe-like eyes.

       “Turn around, panties down, grab your ankles!  I want to fuck that dirty little pussy of yours cunt!”  She hesitated for an instant, as she always did, when I pushed the edge, but then she slowly pirouetted, lifted her skirt languidly and eased her lacy panties down her thighs till they were bunched around her heels.  She leaned down and wrapped her long fingers around her ankles.  Her hair hung from her head lusciously, and she moaned as I ran my fingers over her bare ass.

       I could see her turn her head slightly as I undid the zipper on my slacks and eased my hard cock from my pants.  She pressed back against me as I slipped my dick into the moist folds of her pussy, forcing myself deep in her belly.  I grabbed her hips and started rocking her back on the high heels, till my hips slapped against her ass.

       “You like that, don’t you cunt?”  Lynne moaned as I started fucking her faster and faster.  The sound of my hips smacking against her flesh echoed in the dank alleyway.     

       “You like that, don’t you bitch, you’re just a dirty little fuck slut, aren’t you?”  Lynne moaned as I slapped my palm down on her ass.  I started rutting her harder and harder, jerking her body forward with each thrust of my hips. 

“That’s it baby, you’ve got such a tight little pussy, and this is what you were made for!”  I slapped my palm down on her ass again and again.  I could feel her body convulsing on my dick slammed into her.  I grabbed for her hair and took hold like reins. 

“That’s it slut.”  She grunted each time I buried my cock in her tight sheath.  I loved the feel of my cock slipping into her wet snatch as her muscles locked on my prick.

“That’s it baby.”  I tugged hard on her hair with one hand as I smacked her ass with the other. 

“Ooooo ffffuuuccccckkkkk!!”  I slammed my hips against her ass and impaled my dick deep in her belly.

“I’m cumming!!!”  Lynne shrieked quietly as my balls exploded and cum flooded her tight little hole.  She was cooing as I pulled hard on her hair.

“Fuuucckkk!”  I ground my hips into her ass, making sure every last drop of sperm was milked from my cock before I pulled out and rubbed the head of my prick dry on her skin.

“God that felt good slut.”  I grabbed Lynne’s purse from the ground and pulled a butt-plug from the bag, along with a tube of lube.  She was still bent over, grasping her ankles firmly moaning in need as I applied the goo to the tip of the thick plug.  It wasn’t long, but it was quite robust and, my favorite part, there was a long fuzzy tail attached to the end. 

       Lynne grunted as I forced the tip of the plug against her puckered anus and started forcing it in her tight hole.   She groaned as more and more of the thick bulb disappeared in her ass, till if finally slipped in with an audible pop. 

       “Present.”  Lynne stood up, patting down her skirt with her palms before putting her hands up behind her head and winding her fingers behind her neck.

“How’s that feel slut?”  She hesitated for a second, trying to think of how to respond. 

“Good Master, I’m your pet to be used for your pleasure.” 

       I ran my fingers over her cheek, loving the feel of her soft skin under my touch.  Her flesh was moist with a fine sheen of perspiration, even in the cool night air. 

“One more hole left to fill slut.”  I grabbed a large dildo from her bag and held it to her lips. 

       “I want you to make yourself cum, and when you’re done, I want you to stuff this in your dirty snatch, and then join me in the restaurant.”  Lynne opened her mouth as I pushed the dildo between her lips. 

       I bent down and picked her panties up off the ground.   I held them to my nose and smelled her sex, the scent was strong and musky. 

       “I’ll take these.”  I stuffed the moist panties in my jacket pocket.

       “Don’t take too long, I’m hungry.”  I brushed my hand over her cheek again, then slipped my hand down to her breast, pinching her nipple between my fingers till she yelped.

       “You are a pretty little cunt.”  I let go of her nipple and turned away, heading toward the restaurant. 

       Her hair was disheveled and she took slow, tiny steps, across the floor behind the waiter as he led her to the table.  Her face was flush and she looked uneasy as the waiter helped her to her seat. 

       “You look lovely my dear.”  Lynne couldn’t look me or the waiter in the eyes as I complimented her.  I could see the discomfort she felt with the plug and dildo stuffed in her pussy and ass.  I knew they were there, there was no chance the girl would disobey me.

       “Can I get you a drink ma’am?”  I loved the uneasy, uncertain, state Lynne was in.  She could barely respond.  She knew if I wanted her to have wine, or a drink, I would have ordered it for her already.

       “No thank you.”  Her voice was soft, angelic almost, which much belied the dirty, needy, slut she actually was.

The waiter went through the specials, but my eyes were locked on Lynne, my beautiful little pet.

       As soon as the waiter left, Lynne seemed to regain a little of her composure, though she still looked a mess, beautiful, but a mess.

       “Did you cum slut?”  I loved the way her ears shot up, afraid that I’d spoken too loudly, that somebody nearby may have heard.  It took her a few seconds to finally respond.

       “Yes Master, thank you for letting this cunt cum.”  She was barely audible, though, even had she spoken in full voice, I’m certain no one would have heard, the restaurant was crowded, and quite loud, there was a constant din of white noise echoing through the room.

       “May I go to the restroom Sir, to make myself more presentable?”

       “No slut, you look beautiful as you are.”  Lynne nervously tried to brush her skirt flat under the table.  Her hair was ruffled and unkempt, but I thought she was gorgeous in the afterglow of being rutted like an animal in the alley, and having orgasmed.

       The waiter returned with our salads.  Lynne couldn’t look him in the eye.  When he left, she slowly started picking at her meal. 

       “Did you have a good day slut?”  She ate her salad like a bird, nibbling at the lettuce and croutons, her face still flush from the fucking, and the embarrassment of walking into the restaurant stuffed as she was.

       “Yes Master.  I did all my chores; I cleaned the house and ironed your clothes, I went shopping.  I hope you will be pleased with my efforts Sir.”  She was quite demure, and I loved her the way she kept her eyes low. 

       “I’ll make sure when we get home.”  We sat in silence till our entrees arrived.  It’s not as if we didn’t talk or have long conversations, but I was tired from a long day at the office and enjoyed the quite time.

       “How was your meal ma’am?”  The waiter took Lynne’s plate and he stood just to her side.   I caught him trying to catch a glance at her breasts through the low-cut blouse and I felt a strong sense of pride, knowing he thought my little slut was attractive.

       “Very good.”  Lynne was looking slightly more confident and responded without hesitation.

       “Can I get you dessert?”  I kept my eyes locked on Lynne and loved the way the waiter looked at her too.  I was ready to fuck my little slut again, probably as soon as we got home, if not before.

       “Yes,” the waiter looked at me, a little disappointed he had to take his eyes off my little pet, “yes, we’ll have a soufflé please.”  He turned his eyes back to Lynne as soon as he could, perhaps hoping she’d speak to him, but she smiled softly, then looked at me.

       “Yes Sir, I will be back shortly.”  I wiped my chin with the napkin and winked at my girl.

       “He thought you were hot slut.”  Lynne blushed and crossed her arms over her chest, trying to hide her cleavage.

       “May I use the restroom Sir?”  I leaned back in my chair. 

       “I bet he’d love to fuck you, don’t you think?”  Lynne brushed a stray lock of hair from her eyes, but she did not answer.

       “May I use the restroom Master?”  I just stared at my little girl for a minute before speaking.

       “Yes slut, you can use the restroom.”  She started to rise from her seat. 

       “You can remove the dildo slut, but make sure to lick it clean.”  Lynne got gracefully to her feet.

       “Thank you Master.”  She started moving across the floor, I could see the eyes of men, and women, throughout the room turning to watch her pass, some openly, others risking only surreptitious glances.  I don’t know if anybody else could really see it, but I saw the end of the tail stuffed in her ass dancing just under the hem of her skirt as she moved.  She took short, measured, steps across the room, until she finally passed out of my vision.  I leaned back in my seat and waited for her return, and the soufflé.

       Lynne’s gait was much more normal as she returned to the table.  The waiter was there, waiting to help her back into her seat as she arrived.

       “Your dessert will be ready in a few more minutes Sir.” He spoke to me, but his eyes never left my pet.

       “Thank you.”  Lynne kept her eyes low until he left, leaving us alone at the table.

       “Did you clean the dildo slut?”  She didn’t look up at me.

       “Yes Master, I licked the dildo clean Sir, it was wet with my juices and your glorious cum.  Thank you for allowing me to taste your sperm on my lips Sir, and thank you for deigning to fuck such a useless slut.”  Lynne barely got the words out before the waiter returned with our dessert.  Her face went bright red, afraid that the young man may have heard her words.

       The waiter was outside as we left the restaurant, taking a drag on a much needed cigarette.  He was standing just around the edge of the building, trying to shield himself from the windy night.

       “Have a good night.”  He stood up erect and stopped leaning against the brick wall as he called out. 

       “Thanks.”  I snapped my finger and Lynne came to a stop by my side, I heard her let out a squeak of fear, or protest, knowing something was coming. 

       “My pet, she’s attractive, isn’t she?”  His face went red with embarrassment.

       “Ye-yyee-aahh.”  His eyes moved up and down her body slowly, taking in the vision of my little girl.

       “She’s got nice tits, doesn’t she?”  I gently grabbed her blouse and opened her top, exposing her hard nipples.  Lynne whimpered as I took hold of one of her breasts and molded her soft flesh in my fingers. 

       “Not too big, not too small.”  I could feel the heat of shame off Lynne’s skin as I let go of her tit.

“Show him your pretty little tail cunt!”  Lynne’s eye shot up and locked on me with rebuke, but she didn’t say a word.

       “Turn around and show him your fuzzy little tail cunt!”  Lynne nervously twisted on her heels and moved slightly away from the sidewalk, nearer the young man by the side of the building, out of sight.   The kid’s eyes were wide and I saw the cigarette in his hand twitch ever so slightly as he brought it to his lips and took a nervous drag.

       Lynne slowly grabbed the hem of her skirt and lifted it to her waist, exposing the fuzzy tail attached to the butt-plug buried in her ass.

       “Holy shit!”  The kid dropped the cigarette.

       “Nice, isn’t it?”

       “Yeah.”  He could barely stutter out the word.  Lynne’s face turned beet red, I could tell, even in the darkness of the night.

       “Turn around slut, show him that pretty pussy of yours.”  Lynne kept hold of her skirt as she turned on her heels and faced the kid, her eyes were low and locked on the ground. 

       “Show him that pink little pussy of yours slut!”  Her hands were shaking as she lowered them to the confluence of her legs, and then slowly spread her pussy lips, exposing her wet pink snatch.

       “She’s a horny little thing, isn’t she?  She’s wet even now.”  I chuckled and the kid didn’t, or couldn’t respond, he just stared at Lynne’s garish painted nails spreading her soaking pussy.

       “Make sure you get us next time we’re in, I’ll make sure my little kitty gives you a nice tip.”  I lightly slapped Lynne’s hand and she let go of her pussy lips letting her skirt fall back into place.  She never looked up from the ground.

       “Have a good night kid.  I’m sure we’ll see you around.”  I took hold of Lynne’s hand and started walking, she fell into place to my side, slightly behind me.  I knew the kids eyes were locked on her till we passed out of view, and I’m guessing he’d have something to think about when he was in bed that night. 

       Lynne’s face was still bright red as I helped her into the car.  She didn’t say a word as I laid my hand on her thigh and eased the hem of her skirt up over her legs.  Her pussy was soaking wet when I started fingering her slit.

       “I bet you wanted to fuck him, didn’t you slut?”  Lynne didn’t say a word, but moaned as I slid a finger in the folds of her pussy and slowly twisted it inside her. 

       “You need a cock in that dirty snatch of yours, don’t you cunt?”  Lynne closed her eyes and threw her head back.  Breathlessly she groaned.

       “Yes Master.  Please fuck your dirty whore, please!”  Her legs went rigid and she pressed her heels to the floorboard as I gently fucked her pussy with my finger. 

       I eased my hand from between her thighs and brought my soaking finger to her lips.  Lynne whimpered and opened her mouth obediently, sucking it between her lips and rolling her tongue over my finger. 

       She lapped her tongue on my finger as I pulled it from her lips, then started the car. 

       “Let’s get home.”  I eased the car into gear and pulled away.

       She waited for me to open her door, unmoving in the passenger seat as I got out of the car.

       I brushed a lock of her luscious hair out of her face. 

       “Collar, cuffs, heels on, be ready for inspection in 10 minutes.  We’ll start in the closet.  Keep the tail in.”  She knew exactly what I wanted.  She waited for me to walk in front of her into the house, but once we were inside her heels clapped on the hardwood floor as she moved quickly down the hall to be ready for me.

       Lynne was waiting on her knees in the closet after I used the bathroom and changed out of my suit.  She was naked with thick leather cuffs locked around her wrists and ankles, her collar was snapped shut around her neck, and the tail of her butt-plug curled on the floor between her legs.

       My shirts were laid out on the dressing table in the middle of the room.  She waited attentively as I picked up each shirt, looked it over, made sure it was ironed perfectly, then set it down again.  She’d hang them up later, after I was through inspecting her duties.   

       Lynne rose silently and followed me around the house as I checked over the cleanliness of the bedroom and bathrooms.  Her heels thudded loudly on the floor as we moved to the kitchen.  I made sure she’d got everything we needed at the store before I finally turned to look at her.  She stood there, hands flat to her sides, holding her breath, waiting for me to speak.

       “It looks good slut.”  She sighed audibly, in relief.

       “I’m glad you’re pleased Master.  Can I do anything more for you Sir?”

       “I need my cock sucked slut!”  Lynne fell to her knees with a thud.  She started working open my boxers with her delicate fingers as I laid my palms on her head.

       “No hands slut, just your mouth.”  Instantly Lynne dropped her hands to the side of her body, then brought them together behind her back, her fingers intertwined and she started working the folds of cotton open with her nose.  The moment my cock popped free, she took it between her lips and took me to the back of her throat till she gagged.

       I could see the discomfort in Lynne’s eyes as she knelt on the floor in front of me.  I knew her body was aching as she stared up at me with puppy dog eyes.  

       I tapped the couch next to me.  For an instant she reacted with confusion, not knowing quite what to do, but then I tapped the cushion again, like calling my dog, and she ambled up onto the sofa and laid her head in my lap.  I loved the feel of her soft hair against me.

       “Thank you Master.”  Lynne sighed softly as I ran my fingers over her naked skin, she was almost purring as I caressed her gently. 

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       I encouraged my slut to make new friends, to go out on the town with them occasionally, I didn’t want a mere object, without any personality, without any thoughts of her own.  Of course I expected, and demanded, complete obedience and deference, but that didn’t mean I wanted some automaton. 

I remember the first time she went out on her own with her new friends.  She was nervous, and of course I only played on those fears by tormenting her throughout the day, and then, to be really cruel, during the night when she was out.  I texted her constantly, forcing her to go to the restroom and masturbate till she was on the edge of orgasm, but never allowing, or giving her permission, to cum.  I’m sure her friends thought she had a bladder control problem or something, but I was happy with the results.  When she’d got home to me she’d instantly collapsed on her knees with her hands behind her head ready to do anything for me, if I’d only let her cum. 

She didn’t say a word, but I knew she wanted to beg me to allow her to cum, even if that meant she’d have to endure a pussy whipping, or whatever other torture I wished to inflict upon her.  When I’d finally buried my cock in her sopping hole later that night, she’d clamped down on me like a vise, her desperate, needy cunt convulsing and squeezed me, trying to make me cum, so I’d finally give her permission to orgasm herself. 

I’d loved the way she sobbed as I fucked her brutally, perhaps she realized for the first time how much of a dirty whore, how much of a slut she was, and how much she needed to be used.  When I finally whispered into her ear, telling her to cum for me, her body exploded, I could feel every muscle in her torso convulse and explode in a monumental orgasm under me.  She clamped her thighs around my hips like a boa constrictor and panted in my ear, gasping for breath as the waves of pleasure rushed through her body.    

       She was my little pet, my property, my possession...

To Be Continued…

Thanks for reading and I hope you’ve enjoyed the story.  I always appreciate comments, it’s always very encouraging, and I especially love hearing from females who like my work.  Please write me at my email aspererus@yahoo.com  Thanks…John (Semiater)