What He’ll Do For Love

My name is Dylan and I have one of the hottest girls as a girlfriend any guy could have. Her name was Lauren Thompson.  She was 5’6, cute long blonde hair, baby blue eyes, a 23-inch waist, 34-inch ass and a size C cup size. I swear the whole entire world stops for her, being raised spoiled rotten by her parents she always gets what she wants, when she wants.  Captain of my high school’s cheer team and one of the top GPA’s in the school she could do and have anything she wants.

       Since boys in our grade started to develop feelings for girls, she has been the desire of all guys.  I’ve had a crush on her since 6th grade I would do anything to try to get her attention.  For the most part I thought it worked, she would always giggle at making myself look stupid for her.  In high school I started to grow, I was 6’0, 186 lbs and the star QB on my varsity team, which I started when I was a sophomore.

       I guess that’s when I truly got Lauren’s attention. She started approach me more my junior year, flirting became more obvious through out both of our encounters.  And soon we started dating after my junior football season ended.  At that point of my life I was the happiest person ever.  Here I was with the crush of my life and we were dating.  We both seemed to be crazy in love. 

       She told me that she wasn’t that girl who just gave herself to anyone and that if I really loved her I would respect that. Of course I did despite many jeers I would face in the locker room by the team I didn’t care.  I wanted Lauren to be my first and I was willing to wait no matter how long it took.  The most sexual act that we did together was making out and fingering her tight pussy.  I was more than excited about the idea of losing my virginity to her. 

       However I notice things started to become “different” between us after my senior football season. We had a horrible season, we were 0-9 and I had the worst performances. I had thrown 27 interceptions and had only passed for 2 touchdowns. We lost to our big rival who we have beaten in football for 15 straight years.  And worse enough other college coaches became less interested in me. 

       It became obvious that things weren’t the same when she stopped texting me.  I would always have to text her to start the conversation.  More and more I saw her seem to be flirting with other guys and spending less time with me. You could hardly tell that we were even a couple. The thought of losing her was unbearable; I decided to make a huge effort on her birthday.  Maybe I would have Birthday Sex with her!

       Her birthday was the weekend before the holiday break and I wanted to go all out on her birthday.  I picked up her favorite chocolates, a huge stuff animal and in case all that was a wasted I got her a 250-dollar gift card to her favorite mall. I ordered a cake for her and I made my way to her mansion.  I rang the doorbell as I anxiously waited for someone to open the door with all my presents in my hands.  The door swung open as she was on the phone with someone. 

       

“Ugh….hey” she said as if I was the last person she wanted to see.

       

“I can come back another time if you want, babe.” I said

       

“No…actually we need to talk.” She said she lead me into the house. 

       

I tried to be as casual as I could be but inside I was a nervous wreck.  I know things haven’t been going well with us but the very idea of losing her is too much to bare for me right now.  She sat me down on the couch and then turned so she could face me.  She looked so hot even when she had on jeans and a tank top exposing her cleavage with a pair of UG boots.

“Hey baby I got all this stuff for you and I was thinking maybe after you unwrap your presents and we eat cake, we can go to movies and have another romantic night.” I said trying to lighten the mode. 

“Look Dylan…it’s over between us.” She said casually 

“What do you mean?” I asked acting like I didn’t see this coming.

“Who are we kidding Dylan, it’s not the same with us ok I can’t continue this relationship not like this.” She said as she crossed her legs.

I don’t know why but then at that moment I began to cry.  I know that it was very manly of me but I didn’t care.  I’ve had a crush on her since I’ve taken an interest in girls and now she is breaking up with me. 

“Baby, please not like this,” I was sobbing trying to have my words come out clearly, “I love you so much.” 

“I’m sorry Dylan, but I don’t like where this relationship is going for me. After thinking about I don’t think you’re the kind of man I want as a boyfriend. It was a good run while it lasted but we have to agree that this relationship is going nowhere.”

After I heard that I just broke down and told her everything.  I told her how in 6th grade all I would do is stare at her in my class and fantasize being with her. I told her about how I needed her everyday in my life just to get by through this disappointing year I had. The whole time I’m on my knees crying by her feet.

“Please Lauren, I always wanted to lose my virginity to you.  And not just because you’re the hottest girl but because I truly love you. And please I would do anything just to make this relationship work.  Please Lauren give us another chance.” I screamed still sobbing at her feet.

She looked at me for the longest time with those beautiful baby blue eyes.  Oh how much I have grown to love them.  She meant everything to me and normally I wouldn’t even spill my guts like this to anyone, no matter how much they meant to me. But Lauren is the only exception and I would do anything to prove it to her.

“I don’t know Dylan,” She said “you said you would do anything?”

“Yes Lauren,” I sobbed, “Whatever it will take Lauren please.”

“Ok Dylan I will think about it,” She said as she got off to show me out “But if I decide to give you a second chance you’re going to have to do whatever I want.” 

“Of course I will…ANYTHING!” I said as I began wiping the tears out of my eyes. 

“Ok well I have plans with my other friends. I’ll call you to let you know what I decide.” She said as she let me out the door and I left. 

It was the longest weekend ever. Her birthday was on a Friday and I saw all of her Facebook pictures that she posted on Saturday.  So many of them drove me insane especially the ones of her being cozy with Darren our Running back. Despite our horrible season he was getting scholarships to play football in division one. 

The whole weekend I was staying home calling her phone or looking at mine hoping it was her who was calling.  Each time my phone lit up I answered it hoping it was Lauren but it was somebody else.  Each hour of Saturday made me lose hope.  Finally I got a call from her on Sunday and my heart was throbbing. It was moment of truth time. 

“Hi Dylan, I decided to give you another chance.” She said as if she didn’t have a care.

“Thank you so mu-“ I began to say

“Don’t fucking interrupt me!” she yelled and then continued, “My parents are going to Aruba the whole break.  You will come here at 10 am and if you’re late then you can forget about giving you a 2nd chance is that clear?”  She said menacingly.

       “Yes Lauren, Thank you so much.”  I said crying with tears of joy

       She hung up without even saying goodbye. I didn’t care though I got what I wanted and all I had to do was make sure things were perfect.  Going to her house wasn’t difficult at all; I annually go to my friend’s cabin three hours away from my house anyway for holiday break.  I told my parents that’s were I’ll be and they were just happy I’m not moping around the house like I’ve been doing for the past weekend.

       I woke up at 7:30 am so I could make sure that I would be there at 10 am or if not earlier so I could prove that I love her even more.  I took 3 showers so I wouldn’t even have to think about my BO and I made sure that my clothes were ironed and pressed. Then I drove to pick up roses for her and I arrived at her house at 9:30 am. 

       The door opened at 9:45 and she motioned for me to come in.  I presented her with the roses and she just tossed them on the counter like they were nothing.  I noticed that she hadn’t been up for that long. She was wearing tight sweat pants and a hoodie. Even when she’s at her less attractive she was gorgeous.  She sat me down next to her on the couch.

       “You being here early shows how much me giving you a 2nd chance means to you.” She said as she smiled

       “Of course it is baby. I was serious when I said you are my life and I would do anything to be with you and change.” I said with obvious joy. 

       “I’m glad to hear that Dylan, because in order for you to want to be with me we’re going to have to change a lot of things.” She said somewhat menacingly.

       “Anything, just tell me what to do.” I said.

       “Our relationship has become too boring Dylan,” she said “I have an idea about how to change that.”

       “What is it? You can tell me anything.” I said reassuringly

       “I’ve always been interested in this but haven’t found the right person to do it with but I think you’re the right person for it.” She said rubbing my leg with her hand. 

       “I will give anything just to be with you Lauren.” I said

       “I want to have complete control over you,” She said “I want you to become my personal slave, have you worship me, and be discipline by me.” She said.

       “Um…what do you mean?” I said not sure what she was getting at.

       She told me to stay there while she went up stairs.  That’s when she came back downstairs with her laptop.  She was convinced that the only way to save our relationship was female dominance aka Femdom.

       “I don’t know about this.” I said as I looked at her nervously

“Look Dylan it’s either this or me never talking to you ever again.” She said with a serious look on her face. 

I took a minute and paused.  I didn’t want to lose her but this seemed to be almost too much.  I mean yeah sure an I don’t mind being a little kinky but this is too much. I pondered over it for a while and it was starting to irritate Lauren.

       “I knew giving you a second chance was a bad idea,” she said as she abruptly got up “You can ge-“

       “Wait!” I yelled as she looked at me with her hands on her hips giving me a glare “I don’t want to lose you, I will do it.”

       “Make it official, crawl on all fours and kiss my feet and then my ass.” She said commandingly as she was still standing with her hands on her hips. 

       “Do I have to too?” I asked

“Yes you fucking do…do it now or you’re not getting another fucking chance.”

I got on all fours as my face began to blush from the embarrassment as I crawled.  I looked at Lauren she was so gorgeous even now as she had me on all fours.  She had nothing but her socks on but she had beautiful tiny feet.  I lowered my head to kiss her tiny feet as I heard her chuckling.

“Now kiss my ass, Dylan…and stay on your knees.” she said as she turned around swaying her ass in my face.

I stayed on my knees as I placed my lips on her beautiful ass.  I remembered all the times when we were making out how she would straddle me. I would always feel her ass.  That was one of my favorite parts about making out with her.

“Now I fucking own you Dylan,” She said authoritatively “You’re my fucking slave now which means I own you and your nothing without me. Strip now!”

She didn’t even need to say that for me to know that I’m nothing without her. I love her so much, who else would I have make me into their slave.  Only Lauren would be able to. I thought of this while I was stripping and I have to say that I was getting pretty excited over this.  Sure what I did was humiliating a second ago but I was stripping naked for Lauren. Maybe we were about to have sex.

       I stripped with my manhood showing. I had never had a problem with my dick.  I had always known that it wasn’t the biggest dick but certainly it was good enough for sex.  It felt strange as Lauren was fully clothed and I was naked, I’ve never seen her naked but now she has seen me naked.

       “Get on fours now!” She demanded as I obeyed “Now Dylan your behavior was unacceptable.  It took you a long time to willingly be my slave, you interrupted me and you yelled at me.  That will not be tolerated so you will be punished for it. Crawl in the basement now!” She screamed.

       I crawled towards the basement on my hands and knees and onto the stairs.  It was cold as I continued to go down the stairs.  The light came on shortly and that when I noticed the large basement had new “furniture.” Lauren shortly came down stairs following the light coming on. 

       “My older sister took me shopping at a BDSM store and bought us new equipment for us to support our new relationship,” She said with a smile on her face. “Now get on the table laying on your stomach.”

       She was truly talking to me like I was her slave.  It bothered me not going to lie that she was talking to me.  But the thought of her being with someone else killed me. I laid down on the table as she began to strap me down and restrained my ankles and my wrists. 

       “Poke your ass out!” She said as climbed on the table and sat on top of my lower back.

       I began to push my ass out as she shook her ass on my lower back as if she was getting comfy.

       “Oh slave, you have such a nice ass,” She said as she started squeezing my ass digging her finger nails in my ass cheeks “by the time your punishment is done it’s going to be black blue.” She laughed.

She raised her hand as high as she could and brought it down with such speed and force down on my ass.  I cried out and yelped as she brought down each hand with such force on each of my ass cheeks.  I cried out for her to stop it but she only picked up her speed, each blow to my ass harder and each blow digging her sharp fingernails into my ass.

“Whew, I have to take a little break.” She said as she took laid back still sitting on my back.  She was wet from spanking my ass as I felt a damp spot on my back. 

“Hmm…it’s a good start,” she said as she stood with her hands on her hips, cocked to the side, “But it’s not quiet the color I want it to be.” 

“No! Baby please don’t do th-.”  I started to say

“Agh, shut the fuck up.” She yelled as she walked away fiddling around with things in the covert. She came back with a ping pong paddle and a ball gag. 

“Open your fucking mouth.” She demanding as she pinched my nose closed forcing my moth open. She shoved the ball gag in my mouth with force and secured it.

“There, now you can shut fuck up.” She said as she lifted my head grabbing my face firmly with her hands making sure I looked her in the eyes.  She let my head drop as she climbed back on the table and sat on the lower part of my back. She started to whack my back with the ping-pong paddle.  Each blow was more vicious than the last blow and then she started to talk me as she started to beat my ass with the paddle.

“Don’t you ever fucking call me your baby. I’m not you baby I am your mistress and you are nothing but a slave to me now. You will not even speak unless I give you fucking permission to talk. For now on you are to serve me in every way possible no matter how embarrassing or disgusting it is without question.  I own you…that means you’re my property. Do you fucking understand me?” She said.

“Yes mistress.” I said through my ball gag. 

She kept on with her assault with the ping-pong paddle on my ass.  Until finally one of the blows she broke the paddle on my ass.  I yelled out through my ball gag as she laughed hysterically amused with the pain that I was in.

“Oh Dylan that has to hurt so bad,” she said as she again dug her fingernails in my ass “did it really hurt slave?”  she asked.

“Yes mistress.” I said through my ball gag.

“Oh slave your ass is starting to turn into a color I like.” She said as climbed off of my back and the table.

She left once again and went back into the covert.  She came back with two plain pillows, a cane and a bullwhip.  She placed the pillows under my waist so it would arch my ass even further out.  She grabbed the cane and began to spank my ass with it.

       I don’t know exactly when, but on one of the forceful whacks I felt a trickle of blood drip of my ass.  I would think that someone who had loved someone wouldn’t do this or at least stop her onslaught once she saw her victim drew blood. It was clear to me that this was a different Lauren, which made me even question if I even knew her in the first place.  She continued to whip my ass with the cane as if I was just target practice.  I felt a trickle of blood come down on my other cheek as she continued. 

I was crying out in my ball gag but all it was, was music to her ears as she was even motivated to hit my ass harder and faster.  She stopped for a little bit to admire her work. 

“Oh slave this ass is so beautiful if I can’t even describe it to you.” She said as she dug her fingernail in one of my open wounds in my ass. 

I literally shrieked out in pain as she giggled and picked up the bullwhip.  The pain was unbearable as she continued to whip my ass.  I was literally sweating as a result of the pain.  She started to whip me crazier as she whipped me harder than any instrument she has used before. I started crying as she finally stopped after what seemed like forever.  She sat back down on my lower back admiring her handy work. 

“Now this is the perfect shade of color I wanted your ass.” She said.

I was balling my eyes out from the pain she had inflicted on me as I heard her laugh and get off me and hooped off the table.

“awww my poor slave is crying?” She asked sarcastically, mocking me as she grabbed my face making me look at her.  “But this is what it takes for you to deserve to be around me. You still want to prove you want to be with me don’t you? Nod your head if you do” She asked me.

I nodded my head quickly as I didn’t want her to be angry or upset with me and punish me further as I was still in this compromising position.

“That’s a good slave,” she said, patting my head like I was a dog “now I have to go to cheer practice, it’s been a while since we were rooting for a winning team.”

She unhooked my ball gag as she poked out her ass in my face. “Kiss my ass goodbye slave.” 

I kissed it and immediately after had the ball gag shoved in my mouth.  She went upstairs and shut off the lights leaving me all alone in the dark. I cried for her to release me through my gag but there was no reply. I couldn’t stop thinking about how different Lauren was from what she used to be. 

The whole time I couldn’t stop thinking about how she would be everything loving, caring and act like I was her world.

Now I’ve been reduce to her plaything, her toy, nothing more than what sounds like an experiment to her. I cried now, not because of the pain I was in, or because I was alone in the dark. I was cried because I started to realize that I fell in love with a different Lauren but I couldn’t fall out of love with her.  I still tell myself that she loves me and thinks the world of me, but there was I time that I didn’t even have to tell myself or try to convince myself.

I don’t know when but somewhere within that time thinking I fell asleep but I woke up with a jolt of pain.  My ass stung and burned as I cried out in pain. Lauren was standing over me laughing as I was yelling through my ball gag.  She looked down at me as she was amused with the pain that I was in.

“We need to get you ready, I have a special guest coming over and I don’t want anything to go wrong.”  She said as she was unhooking my restraints from the table I was strapped on.  She quickly binded my arms with an arm binder. She then unhooked my restraints from my ankles and replaced them with ankle cuffs.  She then put me chastity with the key around her neck as a necklace. She still kept the ball gag in my mouth and put a collar around my neck and leash wrapped around her hand.

“Now on you your knees crawl upstairs.” She said pulling on my leash. 

I was on my knees moving as she was pulling my leash urging me to hurry and go faster. 

“C’mon slave your so fucking slow.” She said as she gave my leash a hard yank on my leash my face hitting the wooden stairs.

I worked harder to be faster my knees scraping against the wood. We finally made it to the upstairs back to the living room.  We turned around the corner and we had another flight of stairs to go up.  I finally made it and nearly collapsed from exhaustion.

“Wow slave your so gifted on your knees we might have to get you knee pads,” she laughed “Now get your lazy ass up you piece of shit.”

I finally made it to her room and the first thing I noticed different was that she had new furniture. She had a bed with a cage underneath her bed were the walls of the bed blocked off with wooden boards and same with the cage door. She opened it and she had me kneel before her.

“Look down at my feet slave…here’s what’s about to happen.  I know you want me to help you lose your virginity but I’m not going to have a small dick loser like yourself pop my cherry,” She said with her hands on her hips and her hip cocked to the side. “So I invited Darren over and he’s going to pop it! You don’t deserve to see me naked at all so I want you stay in your cage and your not going to make a single sound.  If you so much as breath to loudly and I hear it you will be punished beyond your belief. Now get in there I have to get ready for him, I’m so excited.”

I couldn’t believe that this was really happening.  She pulled my leash leading me in the cage and kicked my tender ass so I could move faster. I heard the latch to the door on my cage lock shut.  I couldn’t help but to ball crying as all of my dreams were crushed.  I had always dream of being the one to pop her cherry and to lose my own virginity to her.  And not only was I not going to have my virginity taken from her but she was going to have her cherry popped by someone else, but listen to it all happen.  I can’t even watch her lose her virginity. 

       I heard the doorbell ring and my heart sunk as I heard Lauren light up and greet Darren.  She told him to come in and they spent a while downstairs. I guess they were watching T.V.  However the next thing I know I hear the door swing open and of what sounds like the two of them making.

       “Yo hold up a minute,” Darren said  as I guess they took a break from hooking up. “Aren’t you still with Dylan?” he asked.

       

        “No,” she laughed as she gave him two pecs on the lips. “I broke up with that loser on my birthday. I needed a real man and he was anything but one. But I know you are that’s why I want to share this moment with you. That’s why I want to lose my virginity to a real man!” She yelled making sure I heard her.

       I heard them resume making out as I heard two bodies jump on her bed.  I was crying uncontrollably as I heard the bed bounce up and down. But I couldn’t make a sound, I didn’t to avoid further punishment.   The bed bouncing faster as they really started to fuck harder and harder.  She was screaming his name out as he was moaning her name as well. Finally the bed stopped shaking and it seemed that they have stopped.

       “Oh Darren you were so great!” as I heard them leap off the bed. 

       “Thanks baby, Dylan sure did miss out with you.” Both of them laughed as I heard them give each other another kiss.

       “I’ll call you tomorrow.” She said as I heard Darren leave. 

       I was still crying underneath the bed as I was still in my cage she didn’t take me out.  I heard the shower running while I was still locked in my cage so she was in obvious in no rush to get me out of my cage.  I heard her walk into her room as she took the time to get dressed.  She finally let me out of my cage and yanked my collar to come out.  I was hysterically crying, tears were running down my face as I was finally let out my cage.

       She was wearing a nice white shirt and leggings that showed off her legs, hips and her ass.

       “I know that you’re upset because you didn’t take my virginity,” she said as she stroked my head “but you should be happy that I lost it to a real man. You want to please your mistress right?” She asked

       Though I was still crying and haven’t gotten over the fact that I would never be the first I nodded my head because I still wanted to be with her.

       “That’s a good bitch,” she said as she smiled. “And you know what I’m about to reward you. Since you didn’t make a sound I know that you can never take my virginity, but I can take you’re virginity. Would you like that?” She said grabbing my face having me look her in the eye.

       I nodded my head. At least one of my dreams were about to come true. I would be losing my virginity to the girl of my dreams.

       She smiled and lead me on the bed.  There she unlocked me from my ankle restraints but she restrained me my ankle to the foot of the bed, took my ball gag out and ordered my ass in the air. I didn’t know what was going on or what she had in mind but something told me it wasn’t what I had expected.  She walked out of the room only to return with a monstrous strap-on. She sat on the bed and grabbed my hair so I could take a look at her monster strap-on.

       “Now I want you to suck this like a good bitch I know you are.”  She said forcefully pulling my head near her strap-on.

       I put it in my mouth and the whole time I couldn’t stop  but to think how humiliating it was.

       “C’mon deep throat that shit, bitch. I want you to fucking gag on this dick.” She yelled.

       I tried and gagged immediately after as Lauren just laughed over. She started forcefully bobbing my head up and down. She kept on forcing me to deep throat the dildo as she continued to laughed at my efforts to impress her.

“I’d suggest that you suck this dick good or else your not going to be happy with the results.” She said still guiding my head up and down on the dildo.

I continued to push through trying to get the strap-on deep down my throat as far as I can.  Constantly gagging on it trying to handle it going in and out of my throat.  She finally seemed satisfied and lifted my head off of her dick. She then got off the bed and positioned herself behind me and gave my ass two hard spanks. 

“The reason why I told you to do a good job of sucking my dick was because it’s the only lube your tender ass is going to get.” She said as she slammed her monster strap-on in my ass without any warning.

I yelped as the pain sent ripple effects throughout my body.  I must not have done a good job because the strap-on didn’t quiet slide in as what I thought it would.  She reached over my body to put the ball gag back in my life.  She didn’t have to pinch my nose shut to open my mouth because I was screaming from the pain.  She started to pick up her pace shoving her dildo faster in my ass and I began to cry, trying to bury my head.

“Ah what’s wrong Dylan?” She asked as she reached over and pulling my hair so my head would raise.  “I’m taking your virginity like you always wanted me to do. You should be fucking enjoying this right now.” She laughed as through my head down back on the bed. 

She began to mount me and the pace began to be even faster and harder.  She would smack my ass while she was entering my ass. She wrapped her legs around my waist and put her whole body into thrusting the strap-on in my ass. I was screaming out of my ball gag but the only thing it did was amuse her. She then pulled my hair again so my head was up.

“What? Did you really think that I would want your dick?” She asked as she began to slow down her pace. “I would never take a loser’s dick like yours, you fucking bitch.  27 interceptions!! Are you fucking kidding me!? Do you know how hard it was to claim you as a boyfriend,” She said as she then began to thrust her hips harder and faster. “That’s why you will never EVER put your loser dick inside me.  This is the only way that I will ever fuck you EVER.  That why I called Darren over because he is a real man.”

       She then leaned closer to me and she began to whisper in my ear so I could understand her.  She began to rock her hips from side to side wiggling her dick around my asshole stretching it out further.

       “He had such a big dick and I loved him pounding my pussy like I derserved it.  If I had it with you I would probably of had to fake it…with him I didn’t fake it. He was incredible and made me come again and again and AGAIN.” She yelled in my ear as she increased her pace again and started to thrust her hips harder.

       I cried even harder as she let my head drop.  Hear I was with a moment I thought I would always cherish now into a humiliating position. She wasn’t even going to let me fuck her ever. She continued to go on for hours on end.  She finally paused for a minute pushing the huge strap-on as deep as it could go into my ass.  She rested there for a minute or two with it in and then pulled it out and sat on the bed.

       “Suck this dick clean bitch.” She said grabbing my hair again.

       I began to suck the dildo being disgusted as it was in my ass a moment ago. She was satisfied after I sucked and gagged on it for about 2 minutes.

       “You know you’ve been having all the fun and you haven’t been doing shit for me. Well now it’s my turn for some fun.” She said with a wicked smile on her face.

       I couldn’t believe that she thought that it was fun for me. I was still hurting from the awful whipping that she had inflicted on me in the basement and now she just plowed my ass as if I was a fucking faggot. She unlocked my ankles and turned my body around and locked my ankles on the foot of the bed again. She got my hands out of the arm binder and put my arms in handcuffs. She had me in a spread eagle.

       It did occur to me during that period when she took me off of bondage that I could try to over power her.  But I didn’t want to, although she had been doing all those things to me I still wanted to be with her and didn’t want to lose her.  She climbed on top of me and sat on my chest as she crossed her arms looking at me with a grin on her face. She raised her hand high in the air and began to slap the shit on my face.  She then started to talk to me laying down more rules while she continued to slap me.

       

       “You will always greet me and say goodbye to me by kissing my feet and ass, (smack), on good days when I approve you will sleep in the cage under my bed, (smack), if you are a bad slave then I you will sleep in the cold ass basement.” (smack).

       

She continued to slap me as my cheeks began to ring and sting as continued to slap the fuck out of me. She finally calmed down and rested on my chest. She finally spoke as if she had a brilliant thought that just occurred to her.

       “Now I know how you’re going to please me.” She said as she leapt off me. 

       She came back with a O ring gag and a blind fold.  She placed the blindfold over my eyes and took off my ball gag and replaced it with the O ring gag.

       “Since you will never EVER see me naked, you will be blindfolded while you are eating my ass out.” She said.

       I shortly felt her climb over my body.  She plopped her ass right down on my head without warning.

       “Don’t lick my ass yet, I want you to sniff it.” She yelled making sure I could hear her.

       Her ass was always amazing.  I took a deep whiff of it with my now and I was basked in the foul yet beautiful aroma.  I remember groping her ass when she would straddle me and make out with me.  Now my face was buried deep within her ass.

       “That’s right you fucking brown noser, fucking inhale that ass. Now I want you to lick my ass you fucking bitch.” She said grabbing my hands.

       I had no choice I started to wiggle my tongue around in her rosebud.  She seemed to love it as she started to grind her ass all over my face.  All I could think about was when she would grind her ass on me when we would be dancing.  Then all of a sudden I felt her anus pucker and heard it let out a loud fart.

       “Oh this is my ass saying thank you.” She said laughing.

       The smell of her fart engulfed me as I was surrounded by it.  It was a real foul thing to smell and I nearly threw up.  However I wouldn’t be anywhere but underneath her.  She started to bounce her ass up and down on my mouth like there was a rhythm.  She always knew how to shake her ass whether it was dancing or walking.

       “How close do you think your tongue is to my shit?” she asked as placed her hands on her hips asking me the question. “Let’s find out.”

       I could hear her grunt as once again I felt her anus move stretching open a little bit.  I felt something on the tip of my tongue and could only assume that it was her shit.  I started to cry once again underneath her ass.  I couldn’t still grasp the fact that we once had a relationship with each other.

       “Don’t worry bitch, your not going to eat my shit tonight,” She said as she lifted herself off me for a minute. “I’m going to let you starve tonight so then tomorrow you’re going to beg me to eat my shit.”

       She sat back down on me with after giving me around 10 or 15 seconds to catch a breath. She continued to wiggle her ass around on my face while I continued to lick her ass.  She loved it so much she even started to pop her ass while I was eating her ass out. She stopped popping her ass, gave me another second to breath and then sat firmly on my face.

       “How fucking pathetic is this? You’ve been my boyfriend for almost 2 years and this is the closest to sex we will ever have. Because your dick is worthless to me, you’re never going to have sex with me with that thing do you hear me.  Your tongue is the only thing that will enter any of my holes.” She said that as she got up, took my O ring gag off and sat back down on my face.

       “Now fucking eat my ass out and using your fucking tongue and lips.” She commanded

       I tried my very best to please her ass.  I should feel embarrassed, I should feel humiliated but I couldn’t stop.  All I was concerned about was making sure that she was pleased.  Through the pain I felt that my dick throb in my chastity belt.

       “Come on you fucking slave, use your fucking mouth better. Pretend like we were going out and when you would make out with me. Instead of my mouth, which will never happen again, do it to my asshole, and that means tongue.” She said as she laughed again.

       I started to comply with her demands.  I could tell that she was pleased because I could hear her moan with pleasure.  She started to twist my nipple and I screamed out in pain but I could tell that she didn’t care.  She slapped my chest hard urging me to go faster.  I felt her whole body shaking, she got off me at the last second giving me air only to shove a O gag back in my mouth and commanded me to continue licking her ass.

       “Oh fuck slave your doing such a good job. OH FUCK…OH FUCK…OH FUCK! I’M GOING TO COME.” She said as I felt her get up and turn around. 

       “You’re going to swallow my fucking pussy juices. And there still might be some of Darren’s come as an added bonus.” She said laughing.   

       I swallowed down the gooey clear liquid as it squirted out of her pussy.  She laughed, being amused as she saw me gulp down her wet messy discharge.  After she was satisfied with my efforts to down her juice she got off me and put her clothes back on.  She took my blindfold off and my O gag off but after she then seated herself back on my face.

       “You have done a good job today but we still need to train you,” She said getting comfortable on my face. “You will be a total slave, tomorrow is a big day for you. Tomorrow we will start your toilet training, which will mean that you will eat my shit, drink my piss and every other disgusting bodily fluids.  Do you understand?”

       “Yes, Mistress.”  I said under her ass.

       “Good,” she laughed. “Now tomorrow my best friend is coming over. Any body who I say has control over does and that includes my best friend. You remember my friend Brittany right?”

       “Yes, mistress.” I said once again under her ass.  I hate that bitch, she always was trying to convince Lauren to get rid of me.  There is no telling what they have discussed about me. If Lauren’s doing this to me, there’s no telling what she’ll do to me.

       “Also you will help my maid clean up the house tomorrow when she comes around 6 am.  I will give her the key to your cage and she also has the power over you.  You will make sure that this house is spotless the first thing you will do is clean my sheets. Now I’m going to take a shower and go to my friend’s party tonight and sleep in her house. You will sleep in the cage tonight.” She said as she got off my face and put my arms in arm binders.

She also took put my feet in shackles and pulled me off the bed with her leash. She led me to the cage.

       “Now kiss my feet and ass goodbye.” She demanded.

       I kissed them and she shoved a ball gag in my mouth shortly after.  She kicked my ass in the cage and then locked it.  I was alone in the dark cage as I could only think how awful this was. I heard the shower run as I could only assume that I wouldn’t hear for her for the rest of the night. This is the only way to be with her though and this is the only fact I have to hold onto to get me past through the vile, disgusting, torturous and humiliating actions she has me do.

       I don’t know what it is that’s keeping me awake right now.  I don’t know if it’s the pain I’m in from the horrible spanking Lauren gave me.  It could be the fact I haven’t eaten at all today and I’m starving.   Or how I’m caged like I’m an animal while she goes off to a party.  What stands out in my mind the most is how the girl of my dream, who I was saving myself for, lost her virginity to someone else that she claimed was more worthy.  And how she took my virginity by shoving her strap-on up my ass. 

       It’s has to be a combination of everything, including the fear of what she has in store for me tomorrow.  I already know that she plans to feed me her shit.  Worse enough she’s bringing Brittany over and god knows what she wants to do to me. Not to mention that I have to wake up at 6 am and be ordered around by a maid. It makes me wonder if Lauren was ever truly in love with me.  Tears began to fill my eyes as I began to reminisce about how our relationship began. 

       I can recall when my friend Eric told me about Lauren’s crush on me during the summer before our junior year.  They had always been childhood friends and besides her family, probably the closest person to her. For a while I thought he was competition, until he told me that Lauren only viewed him as a friend.  After telling me this, I could hardly contain myself.  I was overjoyed and determined to have the woman of my dreams to be my girlfriend.  I originally thought I made a great first impression when I took her out to dinner. 

       I took her out to the most expensive Italian restaurant in town, rented a limo for the night and even stayed for desert.  The whole time we talked, I was confident that we were connecting.  I made her laugh numerous times and flirted with her, which she would respond to.  Even after the first date, with no action I was the happiest man on the earth.  I had to take her out on five dates before she felt comfortable enough to give me a kiss, which was only a peck on the lips. However, I was too determined and naïve and decided I was going to focus on this football season before till I progressed anything with Lauren. 

       It was our homecoming game, the last game of the season, when I decided to make the big move.  I had a good idea that I had already won the homecoming king and everyone in the school knew that Lauren would win the homecoming queen.  I left the locker-room to receive my award on the podium.  As she accepted her award I whispered in her ear if we can talk after the game.  She agreed and told me how she had the house to herself and told me to text her.

       I arrived and asked her if she would be my homecoming date.  She instantly said yes and hugged me and placed a delicate kiss on my cheek. I also confessed to her that I felt something more between us and that I just don’t want to casually date her, I wanted to be in a relationship and how I had always had a crush on her.  She confessed that she had also had strong feelings for me, and if there was anyone who she would want to date, it would be me.  At that moment, we were official and I couldn’t be happier.  A fucking fairytale couldn’t even begin to describe what I was feeling. 

       The hunger pains and muscle cramps soon snapped me back to reality as I began to sob uncontrollably.  How could she do this to me?  After everything I’ve done for her?  I came to the horrible revelation that I fell in love with a completely different person. But I still can’t find the strength or courage to leave her, the thought of Lauren shutting me out of her life was worse than any punishment or torture she could inflict.  As I positioned myself in the fetal position the last thought I had before falling asleep was seeing Lauren, my mistress. 

       

               “Wake up boy!” a voice yelled waking me up.

       

I crawled on my knees so I can greet the maid my mistress had put in charge over me. The women had to be in either her early 30’s but in fine shape.  She had toned legs, an ass that would make your mouth drop, a beautiful thick and curvaceous body; Her measurements had to be roughly 36DD-26-36, flowing black hair with blonde highlights and deep brown eyes.  It looked like she was multi-racial mixed with Asian and Italian descent.

“You will address me as madam and your mistress has given me complete control over you along with instructions to have you completely shaven except the hair you have on your head,” she said grinning at my current predicament.  “You should be happy to know out of the kindness of my heart, I decided to wash your mistress’ sheets but rest assured you will be repaying my kindness in full.”

She released my arms from the arm binders only for them to be replaced by handcuffs.  She left the shackles on my ankles and the ball gag in my mouth and led me downstairs and retrieved a razor, tweezers, and a bottle of cream.  When we were in the basement she instructed me to lie down on my back. She started removing all the hair on my legs, arms, chest, and then my facial hair.  She then propped herself on my stomach and began to shave my pubes. 

“You should consider yourself lucky,” She said “I’m about to release you from your chastity.”

“Thank you, Madam” I said through my ball gag. 

“No wonder Lauren caged this thing,” She said after she unlocked me from my chastity “This small little pimple could never satisfy any woman. Why would she even keep you around?”

She forcefully gripped the shaft of my dick as she shaved my pubes.  Naturally I couldn’t help but to become hard while she was shaving.  She would just laugh, slap my balls and assure me that there was no chance that I would have the privilege of fucking her. 

“Now, I must pluck those annoying hair on your balls,” she said grabbing the tweezers in one hand and gripping my balls in the other.  “This will hurt.” she laughed.

She started plucking the stray of hairs that were along the shaft. Every pluck brought a grimace of pain, causing me to jerk my body.  She would just laugh sadistically and continue on with my agony.  This went on for about an hour until she climbed off of my stomach.  She seemed pleased at her work as she stood over me with a grin.

“Don’t you dare touch your fucking dick!” She yelled, pulling my cuffed hands over my head and stepping on them.  When she seemed convinced that I heeded her command, she step off my cuffs.  

“Now, Roll over.” She commanded.

I rolled over on my stomach and she started shaving the hair on my ass. 

“My, my, my slave…you do have a nice ass,” she said giving my ass a couple of spankings. “If I were Lauren I would be spending a great deal of time whipping your cute ass.” 

My ass was still pretty tender from the punishment Lauren had given me.  Sure enough I moaned in pain, as she gave me love taps. 

“Stop your bitching.” She said while positioning herself on my lower back. 

She continued with shaving my ass and then continued with the upper thighs after she finished shaving my ass. 

“Now,” she said grabbing the tweezers again, “I have to pluck those annoying hairs near your asshole, but I have a proposition for you.  If you stay still and you’re obedient while I pluck your ass hairs then I will give you a reward? And if you aren’t then I will kick your balls. And the number of times I kick your balls will be determined by the amount of ass hairs I pluck.  So, what do you say?”  She asked me. 

I began contemplating the proposition, questioning whether or not I should accept.  I couldn’t recall a time where I’ve been so terrified in my life.  I thought about the excruciating pain I would be in if I would shriek or would jerk my body.  But then I couldn’t help but to wonder what reward she would grant me.  Maybe she will allow me to eat food. 

“Yes, Mistress. I accept.” I said through my ball gag.

“You already lost you disobedient, pathetic piece of shit,” She laughed sadistically while slapping my ass. “I told you to address me as Madam, you dumb fuck. Now I’m going to have a fucking field day on your balls.  Now start counting and you better remain still or else I promise you punishment will be worse than it already is.”

  “1…2…3…” I started counting out loud through my gag.

Each pluck sent a shiver through my spine. I still concentrated on keeping track of the number of plucks as well as remaining. It took every ounce of will-power I had to tense up my muscles to help prevent me from flinching. Before I could tell I was past the count of twenty and I could tell that I was no-where close to be done.   When it was all said and done the total number we reached was 42 and needless to say I was petrified for what was about to come. 

“42…that’s 42 kicks to your balls,” she laughed, “I’m going to fucking make you vomit you piece of shit, but first we have to make sure that your hair will never grow back.”

She grabbed the bottle of cream and started rubbing the cream all over my body.

“Oh and by the way, it’s going to burn like hell.” She said

Sure enough she was right.  The cream seeped down into my hair follicles, and the burning sensation was all over my body. I felt the worst of the burning sensation in my ass, with it still recovering from the beating I took yesterday.  I screamed in my ball gag as she stood over me, laughing at me and admiring her handy work.  The pain felt worse as she grabbed me by my ankle cuffs and dragged me across the cold, hard basement floor causing me more pain. 

She started to take off my ankle cuffs to only cuff my ankles to a spreader bar spreading my legs apart. She then hoisted me up and while holding my hands, tying a rope to my chain suspending my arms in the air.  She then removed my ball gag bring relief to my jaws. The burning sensation was slowly subsiding but to only to be replaced by fear.

“Please, Madam! Have mercy, I’m sorry I disobeyed you…I really am” I pleaded.

“Oh not as sorry as you’re going to be” She said menacingly. 

She went over to the covert and got duct tape.  She then duct taped my cock to my abdomen, leaving my balls exposed and vulnerable. 

“You know, I could always go to the garage and use Lauren’s dad’s steel-toed boots to pulverize your balls” She said.

“No, please don’t Madam” I screamed at the top of my lungs. 

“Shut the fuck up right now or else I will gag you and if you throw up then it will be tough shit for you,” She said menacingly. 

       I had no choice but to keep quiet as this sadistic bitch surveyed me like a vulture surveying her prey.  My knees began to tremble out of sheer fear for the damage she was about to do.  I looked as her thick thighs, knowing that when she kicked me with her full force, the pain would be tremendous.  She began to laugh at the terror I was in only to approach me, holding my chin in her hand. 

       “You know, I can be very nice slave,” She said in a soothing voice, “Your mistress and her friend are planning to put you through a lot more pain. Especially Brittany, I heard that she is extremely sadistic and I doubt today you will get any kind of reward.  So how about a deal?  If you are able to take just 5 full force kicks to your balls without a yelp or a shriek I will give you a reward.  If you do shriek or yelp however, I will give you the rest of them full force. So do you accept slave?”

       “I agree, Madam,” I said immediately. 

       

       “Very good, you remembered my title,” she said as she gave my balls a little squeeze. 

       I was actually determined to meet the end of my bargain and excited about the possibilities of my reward.  Maybe she will allow me to eat actually food before my mistress tried to feed me her shit.   Or maybe she will release me from bondage until my mistress and Brittany come.  I looked as my Madam positioned herself in front of me to deliver the blows. 

       “Now, remember not a yelp or shriek,” She reminded me “I’m actually rooting for you.” 

       I saw her pull back her leg and then swing her leg, kicking my balls in full force. The pain was nearly unbearable, the force that she put into kicking my balls made me jump off of my feet.  Despite that I bit my tongue to try to fend off any attempts of shrieking or yelping.  Each kick she gave me, seemed to be more forceful and painful causing more effort to not shriek or yelp. 

       She finally delivered the final blow to my exposed testicles, once again causing me to leap off of my feet.  She smiled at me and sat down on a chair as she graciously gave me time to recuperate.  I hunched over as best as I could to try to deal with the horrible nausea I had.  Thank god I was able to prevent myself from shrieking or yelping.  Those five blows were torture, it was unimaginable to think of the pain I would be in if I had to endure 42 kicks. 

       “Well slave, a deal is a deal,” she said as she got up and un-cuffed my ankles from the spreader bar, “I’m curious though, what do you think your reward should be?” 

       I was hesitant, I didn’t know if the question was meant to set me up for another sadistic torture or if she was actually being genuine. 

       “In all seriousness slave,” She said, “What do you want as a reward?” 

       

“Madam, can you please give me food,” I pleaded with her.

       

She laughed at my request and then ripped the duct tape off of my dick.  I yelped in pain only to have her hand stroking my dick. 

       “I’m afraid I can’t help you there, your Mistress has made it clear that the next thing that you will eat will be her shit, but surely you can receive something else as a reward.”

       She started to increase the pace and began stroking my dick faster. I started to groan in pleasure, after being locked in chastity for most of the day yesterday having a woman stroke my dick was incredible.  I used what little energy I had left to hump her grip to increase my pleasure. She just laughed as she continued to milk my cock.

       Soon the desire of eating food and the fear of eating shit have left me.  I became so grateful with receiving a hand-job, it was actually the most rewarding thing I’ve been through since I was enslaved by my Mistress.  My Madam was bringing me closer and closer to the brink of having an orgasm. 

       “You’re close to cumming, aren’t you slave?” She asked.

       “Yes, Madam,” I said.

       “I want you to beg me to cum,” She said in a stern voice.

       “Please Madam, can I have permission to cum!” I screamed.

       At the moment she stopped stroking my shaft and tugged my dick closer to her pulling my body towards her.  Her grip was tighter than it was before and all the pleasurable sensations I’d felt before soon began to vanish. She then released her grip and started to flick the head of my dick with her fingers. 

       “I‘m sorry, that wasn’t convincing at all,” She said walking away from me.

       “No!” I screamed, “Let me cum, Madam, you have to let me cum.”

       She walked back over to me, the expression in her face told it all, she was furious.

       “You little (slap) piece of (slap) shit (slap) I won’t be told (slap) what to do (slap) least of all (slap) by a slave (slap),” She said, continuing to slap me viciously. 

       She continued to slap my face and then she gave me a hard knee to the balls, making me hunch over.  She then suspended my arms higher until I was standing on my toes.  She then proceeded to cuff my big toes together increasing the discomfort of the bondage I was in.  She then shoved a ball gag in my mouth while relishing the anguish I was in. 

       “I am going to tell you’re Mistress how ungrateful you were when I was gracious enough to reward you. And not to mention your inability to clean and obey me,” She said with her hands on her hips, “I hope Lauren and Brittany make you suffer.”

       I screamed and pleaded with her through my ball gag but it was too late.  My Madam was already walking away from me and going up the stairs.  The light went off and I heard the door slam, leaving me alone and in this uncomfortable position. What the fuck did I get myself into?  I love Lauren with all my heart, but the abuse she’s putting me through is inhumane.  I mean who forces someone eat someone else’s shit?  And from what the maid was mentioning, Lauren’s torture and torment was only going to get worse. And oh god, Brittany, I knew I was in deep shit with Brittany becoming involved. 

       In our high school, the title of Queen Bitch belonged to Brittany, without a doubt.  The verbal abuse she has delivered shredded egos’ of the proudest men and has destroyed the self-esteems’ of the most empowered women.  Anthony, who was her boyfriend our junior year of high school, was constantly humiliated and belittled by her.  Poor fellow was a senior and was easily manipulated by her. I never knew what happened to him; after he graduated Brittany hasn’t mentioned anything about him.  However, during our junior year it was astonishing to me of how Lauren and Brittany became such close friends.  They seemed to be polar opposites, Lauren being so nice and kind and Brittany being manipulative and sadistic. 

       Believe it or not, there was a time when Brittany was actually a pretty nice girl. We would talk all the time in the classes that we had in middle school.  She had even asked me, to go to a school dance that our middle school had, but I turned her down because I was so sprung out on Lauren.  Ever since then we stopped talking so often and then all conversations ceased to exist eventually.

       Although I have only eyes for Lauren, Brittany is one of the sexiest girls in our high school.  She’s about 5’6 and has flowing auburn hair to go along with her brown eyes.  Lauren and her are both on the cheerleading squad so Brittany has a nice tone body also.  She has an hourglass frame with hips that have dangerous curves, a nice perky ass, and 33 D cup.  All the men grovel at her beauty and she knows she’s gorgeous; she flaunts her looks everywhere she goes. 

That’s why I think she wanted Lauren to break-up with me back then. I think she wanted someone who was her equal in beauty to take apart in the torment she inflicted on others.  When we were first going out she would always comment on how there was nothing special about me or how Lauren needed a real man.  At first, Lauren would actually stick-up for me but after my horrible senior football season she would actually laugh when Brittany chastised me.  And now that Lauren turned me into her slave, I fear I will become the victim of Brittany’s full wrath.

It must have been hours until I heard a door upstairs open.  My joints were aching from the prolonged position the Maid put me in.  Lauren was home and so was Brittany, I could recognize their voices. I could hear them laughing hysterically upstairs as Lauren explained to her how my training. 

“And he has to kiss my feet and ass every time I arrive or leave,” Lauren said.

“Oh my god, that’s fucking amazing,” Brittany said, trying to catch her breath, “I can’t wait to torture this piece of shit.” 

They both laughed upstairs.  They were in no rush to go downstairs and check on me. 

       “Well you’re in luck Britt,” Lauren said “April said he was a bad slave this morning. I was planning to torture him pretty bad today, but now it seems like it’s just going to be worse for him.”

“Yes! I have to admit, I have been thinking of ways to inflict pain on the little shit since we left the party,” Brittany said with a laugh. 

“This is why I love you,” Lauren said with a laugh, “I knew I needed someone truly sadistic to help me turn him into a true slave.” 

“Oh don’t worry Laurie, by the time we’re finished with him he will be a close second to being complete submissive and pathetic to only my slave.” Brittany said menacingly.

Both of them laughed at the thought of it I guess.  I didn’t know that Brittany has a slave of her own.  I feel so sorry for her slave, I can’t even imagine the daily torment she inflicts on him.  And for them to plot and agree to further my submission to match Brittany’s slave only increased my fear for what was yet to come.  I heard the door to the basement open and the switch of the light turn on as they came downstairs. 

Both of them were gorgeous as ever.  Brittany and Lauren both had on matching yoga pants and Ugg boots and a hoodies.  Both had on hoodies representing our high school’s cheerleading squad.  Brittany had on an all white one with the logo of a tiger in the front.  And Lauren had on an all black one with a tiger in the front as well.  Although they had on hoodies, I could still see their tits poking out. 

“So here he is,” Lauren said, “what do you think?”

“I can’t believe you actually dated this loser, not to mention kissed him.” Brittany said. 

“It wasn’t my proudest moment but you know he’s actually a good kisser, he just wasn’t worthy to kiss my mouth. Instead he’s going to utilize his skills when I force him to make love to my asshole.” Lauren said. 

Both of them laughed as I stood there, embarrassed and insulted.  My ego was slowly deteriorating, as Lauren revealed moments that I valued and cherished meant nothing to her.  If anything I was nothing but an embarrassment to her, and the only good thing she could take away from the relationship is her discovery of my kissing abilities.  And the only thing promising for her about my kissing abilities is for me to service her asshole.  More and more I was beginning to suspect that she had planned for me to become her slave earlier in our relationship.

“Has he eaten out your ass yet?” Brittany asked.

“Yeah, he ate my ass while I sat on his face.  He still needs work like holding his breath longer and tonguing it better, but he shows promise.” Lauren said.

“Well, at least he’s a promising ass-licker,” Brittany said, “Don’t worry, we’ll fix that.”

“Oh would you like to see the thrashing I gave his ass? I think you’ll be quite impressed.” Lauren said. 

Brittany walked around me to inspect the work that Lauren did to my ass.  She firmly squeezed my ass causing me to wince from the soreness. 

“Laurie, it’s a good start…” She said in patronizing tone.

“What do you mean good start?” Lauren said defensively “I had him screaming like the little bitch he is.” 

“Laurie, you softened him up, but if you want him to be close to the level as my slave, then the thrashing you give him needs to be much, much worse than this. See what makes a slave truly become a submissive; obedient little bitch is going beyond their limits. But don’t worry; this is why I’m here.  The ass thrashing we give him will be the worst pain he has ever felt.  What’s special about your slave is he has a good build to him not like my slave, so that means he will need to endure much more pain in-order for us to beat him into true submission.  And believe me Laurie, I have special plans to help you mold this piece of shit into a true slave.” She said.

The knot in my stomach tightened after hearing what this bitch has planned for me.  The torture Lauren had inflicted on me was horrible but what Brittany’s promising is making the punishment Laruen gave me yesterday look like it was only love taps.  My legs started to tremble from a combination of fear and the pain of standing on my toes for so long.  I was desperate for them to release me from my bondage but they continued to discuss about my training nonchalantly.

“What is that thing doing un-caged?” Brittany asked pointing at my dick.

“My maid tried rewarding him but he even fucked that up,” Lauren said.

“Tell me he’s normally in chastity.” Brittany said.

“Don’t worry Britt, he is. And that thing is not coming out for a very long time. I have a new chastity belt for him anyway with 2 keys for both of us to have,” Lauren said.

       “I don’t know about you, but I don’t ever planning on letting him out of chastity.” Brittany said. 

“Yeah, well I told him that his dick is useless to me. He has never even seen me naked. And I know it’s useless to you, so he should pretty much assume that these are his last moments of having any kind of control of his dick.” Lauren said.

“Oh god, well he had better be grateful he fucked some poor girl before agreeing to being your slave.” Brittany said.

“That’s the best part,” Lauren said while hysterically laughing, “He was a virgin until yesterday.  He told me how he dreamed that he would take my virginity and I would swipe is V-card and I did with the help of my eight inch strap-on.”

“Oh my god,” Brittany said hysterically laughing “He’s so fucking pathetic. Well at least the little faggot got his wish but wait, you told me last night at the party that you aren’t a virgin anymore. “

“I’m not, I called Darren over and he took my virginity while my slave was caged underneath my bed.”  Lauren said. 

Both of the girls began to laugh hysterically and uncontrollably.  Lauren and Brittany were crying at the fact that the women who I was saving myself for took my virginity with a strap-on and had someone else take hers.  The embarrassment and humiliation began to sink in.  Another man took the virginity of the girl of my dreams.  I have been dreaming and working for that moment since I was in middle school and Darren had only talk to her for a week.  No matter what, being reminded of that incident will always demoralize me. 

“Well you definitely got an upgrade,” Brittany said trying to catch her breath “I know pimple dick isn’t even in the same league as Darren.”

“He’s no where near the league Darren is,” Lauren said wiping the tears from her eyes. 

They both took a moment to compose themselves.  Brittany continued to inspect me while Laruen went to the fridge in the basement and drank some water. 

“Laurie, what title did you tell your slave to address you as?” Brittany asked

“Mistress, why?” Lauren asked. 

“Because if you plan for him to be used by others, then you need to be labeled as his primary owner.”  Brittany said.

“What do you mean?” Lauren asked. 

“You know how I gave you power over my slave? Well my slave knows to address me as goddess because he lives for my convenience and pleasure. I am his world and without me, he’s a worthless piece of shit.  This distinguishes me as the one he submitted his life to and the one who has complete control over him.  He addresses others as mistress, recognizing that they are in charge of him, but also recognizing they aren’t the ones who are in complete control of him and aren’t the ones he submitted his life to.” Brittany explained. 

“So, he should address me as Goddess from now on?” Lauren asked.

“Yeah.” Brittany said. 

“slave, from now on you will address me as Goddess.  Brittany will be your mistress along with any other women I put in charge of you. Is that clear slave?” Brittany asked giving me a stern look. 

“Yes, Goddess.” I said through my ball gag.

“And don’t look at my eyes. Pieces of shit like you aren’t worthy of eye contact.  You will look at my feet. Is that clear?

“Yes, Goddess,” I said directing my eyes to her feet.

Me calling her a Goddess shouldn’t be difficult to do because I had already considered her as one.  My stomach began to growl, being audible for the girls to hear. 

“The fuck must be hungry,” Brittany said. 

“He is.  He hasn’t eaten anything since the day before yesterday,” Lauren said. 

“Well when are you going to feed him?” Brittany asked.

“When I have to take a shit,” Lauren said. Brittany’s jaw dropped, waiting for Lauren to explain, “Since this piece of shit is reborn as my slave, I want the first thing he consumes to have come from me.  My disgusting, vile and putrid waste will become my slave’s nourishment and salvation.”

“Oh my god, Laurie I’m fucking falling in love with you right now,” She said laughing, “I feed my slave, my shit all the time and I relish watching the pathetic look on my slave’s face when he digs his face into his dog bowl to eat my shit.”  Brittany said. 

“Oh my slave won’t have that luxury. I plan for him to eat my shit fresh out the oven, with me sitting full weight on his face.” Lauren exclaimed. 

“Yes! What are you waiting for?” Brittany asked while laughing. 

“I want him to beg me to do the unthinkable. I want him to beg me to feed him my shit.” Lauren said.

“Oh my god, yes! Take his ball gag out now so he can beg you to feed him your shit.” She said laughing. 

“Well slave,” Lauren said as she took off her ball gag, “Are you hungry for my shit?”

The moment of truth was upon me.  I was so hungry, I had stomach pains and I was light-headed.  But I just couldn’t think of eating someone’s shit, not even my goddess. Of course I knew they are expecting me to grovel and put myself lower than I was already. And refusing to eat her shit would most likely earn me another day without food.  But I figured that if we were once in a relationship, no matter how terrible it was for her, she did have feelings for me once.  Maybe she would show me mercy and at least give me a bit of food if I pleaded. 

“Goddess, please don’t make me eat your shit.  Please give me food and I promise I will endure any punishment and endlessly worship you.” I pleaded with her. 

In an instant she shoved the ball gag violently into my mouth and strapped it in tight. She then began to slap me viciously in my face.  My cheeks began to burn as she continued slapping me.  I tried to apologized to her through my ball gag but I might as well been talking to the wall. 

“You ungrateful piece of shit! How dare you not only refuse to eat my shit but you tell me what to do?” Lauren said infuriating while continuing to slap me. 

Soon the slaps turned into fist as she began to beat my face.  She first began hitting my cheeks and then she started to hit my nose.  Soon I could feel my nose began to swell up as she alternated between her left and right fists.  She stopped to take a break trying to catch her breath. My face was in a great deal of pain and I felt blood trickle down my nose.  I saw Brittany smile and then walking up towards me.

“Don’t hog up all the fun, Laurie let me have a crack at him.” Brittany said.

At that moment Brittany punched me in the gut with all her might.  The blow knocked the wind out of me, causing me to gasp for air.  Only for to follow up with repeating blows striking my abdomen and ribs.  She was beating the shit out of me, even with me flexing my abs to combat the blows, her punches were still debilitating. She delivered her final blow to my stomach causing me to spit up a bit of stomach acid through my ball gag.  Both girls were laughing; as I stood there, hunched over as best as I could. 

“See Laurie, we still need to do a lot of work to break him.  But don’t worry by the time we’re done with him he won’t have a shred of self-worth, dignity, masculinity or an ego.  And he will beg you to feed him your shit.” Brittany said

“I know, but I thought I made more progress than this.”  Lauren said.

“Don’t be so hard on yourself.  Each slave breaks at a different pace, and besides breaking down a slave into a true submissive piece of shit is so much fun. He has now earned himself another day of no food. Now give me the supplies that we have bought today, the new chastity belt you have for the slave and a cotton ball.  After we prepped him, you can show me all the BDSM equipment you have.” Brittany said. 

Lauren gave me one final blow to my gut and then went off to retrieve the stuff. I grunted from the blow and tried to hunch over farther than I previously was.  The insides felt like they were burning and each time I took a breath I would feel a sharp pain from my ribs.  I’m sure that I have bruised ribs and the kidney shots that Brittany gave me, made me assume I would be pissing blood.

“The pain you’re in is nothing to the pain you’re going to be in later,” Brittany said as she pulled a chair in front of me and sat down.  She crossed her legs looking at me, “You’re going to be in so much pain that you might pass out and Lauren and I aren’t going to have a care in the world about it.  See you’re only purpose in life is to please and amuse her and your pain and suffering is the only thing you can do to amuse her.”

She got up from her chair and approached me.  I was terrified that she would start unwinding another barrage of fists to my gut.  I started to shake uncontrollably, as she got closer and closer.  She relished the fear she instilled in me; she smiled at the state I was in. The cold, sadistic look she has in her eyes was like anything I have ever seen. She pinched my nose, causing me to cry out in pain through my ball gag. 

“I’m going to help the women you love, turn you into a slave who’s only existence will be to please your goddess.  You will live to eat her shit, endure all of her tortures, prep her to fuck worthy men, take strap-ons up your ass and in your mouth and anything else your goddess has in store for you.  By the time we’re done with you, you won’t even remember your fucking name.  You will simply be a fucking slave.” Brittany said.

She then began to unwind another barrage of fists to my face. Beating me senseless and ignoring my pleas of mercy.  She began to hit my eyes causing them to swell and bruise, and continued the assault on my nose.  The forces of her blows nearly took my head off of my shoulders, as she held nothing back.  She finally struck me in the gut using all her force causing me to hunch over, with her fist still nestled in my gut. 

“You should just be grateful that she even wants to have anything to do with you.  Any guy at our school would die to be in your position and would be the happiest piece of shit ever.” Brittany said.

Brittany walked back over to admire the damage she inflicted on my face. 

       “We have special plans for you bitch, and have no doubts in that stupid head of yours.  You will be in perpetual agony and will suffer beyond anything you have experienced. What we did just now is nothing compared to what we have planned for you.”

       

Lauren then came down stairs with the supplies that Brittany asked her to bring.  They stuffed a cotton ball in my nostril to stop the bleeding.  And untied the rope that was keeping my arms suspended.  I immediately fell down on my knees hunched over in pain.  The girls laughed only for them to start kicking me in the gut. I rolled over on my side and then Lauren place her boot on my face with her hands pressing down on the same leg while Brittany continued kicking me in the stomach.  After about a minute Lauren motioned for Brittany to stop.  Brittany looked at her and then gave me a final blow to my stomach.

       “Slave, you have yet to greet us,” Lauren said with her boot still on my face. “I get on all fours now and greet us!” Lauren demanded.

       She took her foot off of my face and then removed the ball gag from my mouth. It took a great deal of effort but I finally was able to get myself to my hands and knees.  I bent my head down and kissed my Goddess’ feet and then, as painful as it was, raised to my knees to kiss her ass.  She then thrusted her hips backwards, pushing my face off of her ass. 

       “Now give your mistress, the proper greeting,” Lauren said with a smile.

       I crawled over to Brittany who just stared at me and smiled.  This was unbearable to me.  Brittany had always wanted me to be in this position, to be nothing but a groveling slave for both of them.  And now she’s getting exactly what she wants and better.  She gets to give Lauren a helping hand into turning me into the perfect slave.  I gave her feet and ass some kisses, not as passionately as Lauren’s feet and ass, they were more like pecs.  She then turned around and slapped my already swollen face.  The blow knocked me back on the ground and then Brittany planted her foot on my throat, pressing her weight down on it. 

       “You little shit, that wasn’t a sincere greeting,” Brittany yelled, “Now you better kiss my feet and ass better than that or else I will fucking stomp on your face.”

       Brittany raised her foot while Lauren laughed in the background.  I began to kiss her toes passionately until she pulled her feet away. She turned around swaying her ass in my face, giggling at the same time.  I began kissing her ass, even closing my eyes while doing. 

       “Oh my god Britt, he’s fucking closing his eyes,” Lauren laughing.

       Both girls laughed as Brittany pushed me off of her ass.  She then kicked my face with the sole of her foot causing me to fall to the floor.  Lauren and Brittany both smiled at each other, both on the same page on what was about to happen next.

       “Lay on your back with your hands over your head,” Lauren commanded.

       I lied down with my hands over my head as fast as I could.  Lauren began to fish around in her bag as Brittany went into the freezer and got out a bag off ice. Brittany then removed my toe cuffs only to put ankle cuffs on me.  She then placed the bag off ice under my dick and balls.  Lauren then came back with the chastity tube and smiled at me. 

       “This is how we will imprison your useless dick,” Lauren said, showing me the chastity tube, “This tube has long and sharp spikes and I purposefully got a cage that’s smaller than your dick so if you even start to get excited you will be in pain.  And I made necklaces with the keys so you can always see who’s responsible for imprisoning you.”

       Both of them crackled in laughter as they saw the look of desperation on my face.  Sure I was in chastity last night, but it didn’t have spikes in them and it wasn’t smaller.  After about ten minutes, ice that Brittany placed on my dick made it extremely small.  She then removed the bag from balls, and Lauren came with the chastity tube. Lauren lifted my dick with two and fingers and both laughed as she placed my shriveled dick into chastity, which turned out to be a perfect fit. 

       “Say goodbye to your pathetic, useless dick,” Lauren said as she clicked the lock closed. 

       “It’s only fair to give him a small taste of the pain that he’s facing,” Brittany said as she straddled my body. 

       For once, Brittany seemed to be less cruel and sadistic and more sensual.  The feeling of her toned legs on the side of my body was beginning to make me feel aroused. Her plump ass rested on my imprisoned dick as she began to grind it all over my dick. With the yoga pants she had on, made me enjoy the outlining of her curves that much more.  She then came close to my swollen face, breathing down my neck as if she was about to make love to me. 

       At that moment I felt the spikes dig in to my dick, causing me to be in pain.  I yelped out in pain as Brittany and Lauren began to laugh at the discomfort I was in.  It only motivated Brittany to continue to grind her pussy and ass over my imprisoned dick, turning my discomfort into pain.  The pain made me try to contort my body but Brittany grasped my throat, encouraging me to stay still. 

       “What’s wrong? Getting a bit too excited down there?” Brittany asked sarcastically. 

       Brittany continued to grind on my chastity for about five minutes.  She rested her ass on my chastity belt, still causing my dick discomfort and pain.  Both of them were amused with the pathetic state I was in.  Brittany looked down at me, arms crossed, with a sadistic grin on her face.  I knew now without a doubt in my mind with both of them possessing the key to my dick, there was no backing out now. 

       As Brittany got off of me, Lauren came and placed the bag of ice on my chastity to ensure that my dick becomes shriveled back to it’s pathetic, small size. Both of them were glaring at me in amusement at my sprawled out body.  For the 2nd time today a woman has teased me and left me frustrated.  Lauren then placed her foot on my chest, to reinforce her dominance over me.

       “Give thanks to your Goddess and Mistress for locking away your pathetic, useless dick,” Lauren demanded.

       “Thank you my Goddess and Mistress for locking away my pathetic dick,” I said.

       “Tell us that you aren’t worthy of ever having that small thing taken out of chastity,” Laruen demanded.

       “I’m not worthy of having my small thing taken out chastity,” I said.

       “Are you happy that we decided to lock you up instead of castrating you?” Lauren asked.

       “Yes, thank you Goddess for not castrating me and locking me in chastity,” I said.

       Both were amused with the response I gave them and Lauren lifted her foot off of my chest.  They told me to stand on my knees and hands as Lauren went took out rope, what looked like bandages and a collar.

       “Would you like to see the all of the equipment I have?” Lauren said.

       “I would love too. Let’s prep the slave up first.” Brittany said. 

       With that, they took off the cuffs and restraints, preparing me for what I could only assume to be some sort of bondage or punishment.  It occurred to me once again that now would be the perfect time to escape. The beat down that both of them gave me halted me from acting out on my thought of escaping.  And with the lack of food and sleep, any attempt to overpower them would be out the question. Besides, I still can’t bury my feelings for Lauren. The thought of never having anything to do with her was still unbearable. 

       Both of them bent my arms and my legs and wrapped the bandages around them.  By the time they were finished I was on my knees and elbows.  My hands were both raised above my shoulders and my feet both raised over my ass.  They then tied rope around the bandages to make sure that they wouldn’t come un-done.  They then placed the collar on me, with the leash in Lauren’s hand. 

       “Tada!” Brittany exclaimed, “Doesn’t he just look adorable.” 

        “Never better!” Lauren exclaimed as she gave the leash a hard tug.

       The force of her tug lifted me off my knees and elbows and had me landing face first into the cold, cement basement floor.  Both of them laughed as I tried to get back on my knees and elbows.  Pain riddled my elbows as I finally got back up. I couldn’t last much longer in this position.

       “You had better keep up with the pace,” Lauren threatened “or else you’re going to have a lot of face plants.”

       With that she gave my leash a light tug, encouraging me to follow her.  Each step I took hurt my elbows as I worked extra hard to keep up with them.  They both weren’t walking slow either and the thought of going up two flight of stairs was a scary thought.  Going up the stairs was nearly impossible, with Lauren occasionally pulling the leash and knocking me off balance.  Lauren and Brittany would only laugh and slightly tug the leash again to encourage me to continue.  Finally, I made it to the top of the second flight of stairs, Lauren commanded me to stop. 

       “How rude of me. Brittany, would you like a ride?” Laruen asked.

       “You’re too kind.” Brittany said with a huge smile on her face.

       She plopped her ass on my back, causing a jolt of pain in my elbows and knees.  It was hard enough walking on my knees and elbows but the added weight of Brittany was making it harder. Brittany or Lauren didn’t care however, Brittany pulled my hair and Lauren tugged on my leash. 

       “So here’s my bedroom, and his cage is underneath my bed.” Lauren said.

       “We’re gonna have to get rid of that.” Britt said

       

“Why?!” Lauren asked astonishingly.

       “Because it sends the slave the wrong message that he’s worthy enough to be in you’re presence.  You want your slave to know that he’s inferior to you in every way. Even having him breath the same air you breath is a fucking privilege he doesn’t deserve and you need to start doing little things to reinforce that.” Brittany said leaning forward on my back.

       “So he should sleep in the basement?” Lauren asked.

       “He can if you want.  Sometimes I have my slave sleep in a dog house, sometimes he sleeps in the basement on a old mattress or a cage and sometimes I keep him in bondage all night with a ball gag. These are the small things that’ll have him begging you to feed him your shit.” Brittany said.

       “Well then I guess I need to call my sister and re-arrange some things,” Lauren said. 

       They continued the tour in her room with Brittany giving Lauren advice on what equipment to get and get rid over.  All the while my knees and elbows are buckling from the crawling with Brittany on my weight.  They showed no concerned however, as they just continued the tour.  After the tour of the upstairs, Brittany got off of me so I could crawl downstairs.  I crawled backwards, so I wouldn’t fall down the stairs.   I couldn’t get any rest however, because as soon as I reached the bottom of the stairs, Brittany sat back on my back. 

       “Lauren, wouldn’t you like a ride?”  Brittany asked.

       “Why yes, my feet have been killing me.” Lauren said.

       Brittany positioned herself closer to my lower back and Lauren sat down near my shoulders.  Brittany pinched my ass, encouraging me to crawl around the house again.  My elbows and knees were all about to give out as I crawled over tiles, rugs, and wooden stairs without any knee or elbow pads.  This was harder than any football drill I’ve ever done. 

       “You know Laurie, we should find some ways to reward your slave.” Brittany said while patting my ass.

        “What? All this talk about torture and now you want to think about rewarding him?” Laruen asked.

       “Yeah, rewarding slaves can inspire them to perform their tasks to the best of their abilities and for them to continue to do so.  Some things I do to reward my slave is feeding him scrapes from my dinner, eating my ass while he’s released from his chastity, washing my body in the shower and sleeping at the foot of my bed.  To name the very few rewards my slave receives.” Brittany said. 

       “Well then, I have some ideas for that then.” Lauren said while stroking my hair. 

       “You know, I think we need a little privacy to discuss your slave’s further training. Plus you need to see what kind of equipment you need for your slave.  So why don’t we take a road trip up to my cottage house up north?” Brittany asked

       “Yes, let’s do it. With you’re enormous cottage, it must be like your own playground with all the equipment.” Lauren said in excitement.

       If there’s anyone who is more spoiled than Lauren, it was Brittany.  For her sweet sixteen Birthday her family gave her an enormous cottage home to herself.  Both of them got off of me and then pushed me over on my side.  They undid all of my bindings only to replace them with cuffs on my hands and ankles.  Brittany then kicked me hard in my bruised ribs causing my to roll over on my back. 

       “Let’s go slave!” Brittany commanded while tugging my leash.

       I crawled upstairs and right out the front door.  I didn’t want to go outside but I dare didn’t want to provoke her.  Besides the embarrassment I felt it was cold outside and snowing.  I was thinking what if someone saw me like this, crawling on my hands and knees, being on a leash that some bitch is pulling and a chastity belt. Not to mention my swollen face and my bruised body.  Brittany purposefully led me away from the driveway and into the yard of snow.  It actually felt good to have my sore knees in the snow, It was as if Brittany was showing me some compassion.  We finally we reached her car that was parked on the side of the street and she popped open the trunk. 

       “Get in the truck,” She said. 

       “Mistress, I’m riding in the trunk?” I asked

       She responded with a vicious slap to my face, followed by a swift kick to my ribs.  She then pushed me into the snow and stepped on my face.

       “Of course you are you dumb-fuck. Did you think you were actually worthy enough to be seated in my car like you are a fucking person?! You aren’t a fucking person, you are an object for our amusement and just like a common item that get’s put in the trunk of a car. I thought you wouldn’t want to do anything stupid so you wouldn’t have people see your ass get kicked but I don’t give a fuck.” Brittany said.

       “I’m sorry mistress, please forgive me.” I pleaded

       She laughed and lifted her foot and pointed to her truck.  I complied so I could avoid any other beatings I might receive.  I got into her new Ford Fusion trunk and I was in the fetal position. She smiled at the sight of me and slammed the door.  At that moment I clutched my stomach to ease some of the pain that I was in.  The threat Brittany told me started to sink in.  These beatings aren’t even the worst of it, they both have more torturous plans for me.  I began to tremble and fear these plans that Lauren and Brittany had for me.  I am actually contemplating eating Lauren’s shit if she can just stop the torment.  It took them about an hour until I heard the car doors slammed. This was about to be the longest road trip of my life.