Why it's awesome to have a sexpet

First off, the definition of a sexpet. A sexpet is a 24/7 sex slave who has signed a contract and collared by you. She's your property and responsibility.

Now it can be a lot of work to take proper care of a sexpet and making sure her mind is in the right headspace the whole time...while you plot out the various ways to torture and abuse her.

But this hard work is more than compensated by the rewards.



Why it's awesome to have a sexpet:

• I can fuck her the way I want and so I love it
• seeing the devotion in her eyes as I attach a leash to her collar
• knowing the she will follow the leash to the best of her ability
  
• I can punish her as hard as I like -- but it's more fun teaching her a lesson at the same time
• Because I know her so well...I know exactly where her limits are and can gently push them
• knowing that if she's distraught or confounded, I can just take fucking control and sort her shit out
• knowing that she'll be loyal to me know matter what situation I put her in: so it's my duty to defend her and keep her safe
• when you go out with a sexpet on your arm, the other girls notice and want some too
• having her give me presents, little gifts and snacks when she wasn't ordered because...well, every day is like Christmas with sexpet around
• because the longer you know her...the better you can mindfuck her
• because having live in eye candy dressed for sex is best art I could wish for in my home

Now these apply just to Ashlie (my sexpet) and not my others...are they are sex kittens but there's only one sexpet as she's earned the title <3

• because she's fucking hilarious
• she will find the hottest girls that suit my taste and just drool over them she's so distracted by their hottness
  
• because she a most careful listener who takes my orders and preferences to heart and remembers them better than I do
• because she has never, ever once refused sex or even acted anything but enthusiastic at the prospect of being fucked. 
• because she's so natural and comfortable during threesomes she just makes everything seem chill and fun
• because she's wonderfully brilliant. I have never, ever had anyone consider my sexpet dumb...or even possessing average intelligence. No, she's got a witty, rapid-fire brain that makes me want to eat it. (Don't worry, I will take the health risks into account and satiate myself by eating another part of you in place of your brain.) 

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Double Stumping

This is a true story. A girl named Courtney came into a Starbucks today and she was, well, a double amputee. 

Courtney is a rather cute girl. Thin and trim to be sure, with long, kinda curly dark hair and glasses that make her look smart. She's 20ish and ...she was a double amputee! Both arms: one below and one above the elbow.  

And I didn't get to see her! :'(

No, Ashlie was the one that saw her and talked to her in the Starbucks. She just told me about it afterwards.   

She said they only talked briefly and she mentioned something about War Amps events??

But Ashlie didn't chase her down or get her number or anything...as she's pretty subbie by nature. If I were there is little chance she would have gotten away. Why?

Because imagine this lovely lass with one stump in Ashlie's tight, thin, shaved little pussy...and the other stump up her ass. I know Ashlie would squirt like crazy  for her too! Squirting and cumming all over her stumps so her jizz is a waterfall over this double amputee. With her arms being able to freely move and 'fist' her rapidly, this sexy girl would be treated to a river of clear female ejaculate. And she keep thrusting her hot, smooth stumps in and out of both of Ashlie's sex holes as fast as as she can. The below the elbow stump in her pussy so she can bend is a bit at the elbow to make her squirt even harder. 

Yes, that's all I've been able to think about all evening.

That...and how the hell do I track her down again? And, to be honest: how do you tie a girl like that up?

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Waterbrothers-- aka Threesome with Dee

This is a favorite experience I had about a year and a half ago.  Hmmmm...I cannot remember how it started. All the details are a little fuzzy but I remember the sex clear as day as...well, it was loving and awesome.

Dee on the bed

I was sitting on the bed of a lover who wasn't home...which was fortunate as my bed was smaller and I always go deluxe where possible.   Ashlie was there with me as was Dee...a girl I was and still am very fond of. She's awesome -- and has this light in her eyes that just shining all the time. Dee is one of those girls who always has a smile on her face and will look you in the eyes with all the love in her heart. She's also always present and living in the moment...which helps to make her one of the most positive people I know. 

Perhaps it's Dee's positivity that I find so attractive about her...but her smokin' hot body doesn't hurt either.  She's small and downright skinny...there is no way she weighs 100lbs.  One of the very first things I noticed about her was her rack! She has tiny A or maybe even AA cup tits that showed just the most awesome and sexy amount of subtle cleavage that was just barely there...and goddamn...her barely noticeable cleavage filled me with raging desire that I had to check to not just grab her by the hair and drag her back to my cave.

I was later to discover that she also has a delightfully flat stomach and boney hips that are perfect love handles...in the non-derogatory way.   And she also came completely shaved and hairless (pun inteneded.)

Of course I was with Ashlie too...and incase you don't follow my blog, she's also a bit of a rail thin, small breasted sex-slave that I find irresistible. 

Oh, and Ashlie and Dee get along very well too. Ashlie loves super thin girls and she has a massive thing for blondes so Ash was smitten from the get go. And Dee -- well, she really likes girls and is bi of the more-lesbian-than-straight variety so she had no difficulty appreciating Ash either.

I should say that this was not the first time the 3 of us had been together either --I am writing about it because it was memorable.   So, there I was with Dee and Ash we were all on a big bed relaxed, taking our time and really enjoying ourselves. Dee was reading a book I had recommended, Stranger in a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein. In that book, there is a poly character who has a sacred water sharing ceremony where he becomes Water Brothers with people...recognizing those people as divine and also as part of one's own self -- where everything is shared unconditionally.

Fuck, just writing about her, I miss Dee!! <3 I haven't seen her in months!  She did land a really  well off sugar daddy that owns over 50 businesses so....I fully support her and don't wish to mess that up for her at all...but still... <3 *sigh*

*sidetracked* ok, so I was with Ash and Dee and we were all kissing each other and starting to get naked...and it evolved into an informal water ceremony.  Water, being the sacred source of all life that connects people together on a fundamental physical level...is the perfect liquid to share with those closest to you.  A water brother ceremony is a recognition of the other as self, as kin, as family and as lover.   It is fundamentally poly in nature....as water brothers consider the love first and the water brother first --so if they wish to have seek pleasure then it is a goodness no matter the lover the choose.  It's hard to explain all it means to me but please do read Stranger in a Strange Land by Heinlein.

The three of us were naked on the bed and passing water from my mouth to Ashlie to Dee and back to me --then all kissing and each swallowing some of the water.  We repeated this and added their sweet, bare and completely hairless pussies into the mix.   So the water we shared and drank had been in both Ashlie's pussy and Dee's pussy as well as both of their mouths and mine as well.  It was romantic and gentle and sweet.

I felt so safe with these two beautiful girls.  So loved, connected...one with them.

For my relationship with Ashlie, it was like a collaring ceremony in its significance-- and though she is my slave...she is also my water brother and I never forget that.

The sex and orgasms that followed the water brother ceremony was epic but the reason for it was the openness of all the participants. It was beautiful. But the eating out of a pussy was flavoured by the complete lack of walls and bonding...and that is what I remember most.  Their beautiful, flawless naked bodies were also spec-fucking-tacular too...both as thin, fit and hot as to make having just one of them being a treat that most men would remember for a lifetime...so both together wrapped up in a duvet of loving kindness...was divine.

Seriously...if there is a heaven: this is what their bedroom play looks like.

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After Ashlie Cried

After intentionally making Ashlie cry in the dungeon (see here), she pleaded with me to let her prove herself to me in a less violent way.

So I took her upstairs to the bathroom. By now she was giggling up and down in her little blue bikini. "Master, may I pee for you?"  she pleads.  That pleading was not just asking to let her pee. She wanted me to allow her to sit on the toilet and cum for me and then pee while she touched herself and then cum again for me.   And yes, I would allow this and I would carefully watch to make sure she did it to my standards.

She sits down on the toilet and spreads her lets -- showing me her beautiful, perfectly shaved pussy. She touches herself, masturbating for my pleasure. I see her getting more and more excited: she's approaching the edge and I naturally get hard.   I grab the back of her head and shove my cock in her mouth.

"Keep going. Keep touching yourself"

I force my cock further down her throat -- and started pissing in her mouth as she came and started
peeing herself.  Ashlie came as my piss shot down her throat and she looked up at me with her sweet little eyes that said to me, 'see, I can be a good girl for you.'

I finished for now, cutting my piss short as I wanted to prolong her experience. Meanwhile I wanted to watch her pee for me...as soon to her cumming as possible so it continued the link in her brain between peeing and cumming. A link I have consciously built -- and it turns me on that she's adapted so well to it.

As I see the stream of piss leave her perfect pussy I think to myself, "She like a goddamn thoroughbred! This slave is so fucking perfect."  But I want to give her a chance to prove her talents.

After she cums for me another time...because seeing her O-face is like Christmas morning every time.

After she's pleased me by giving me her latest orgasm, I promptly grab her and pull her into the bathtub thinking, I'm glad she's in a bikini for what I am about to do. My cock swells just thinking about it.

She eagerly opens her mouth and takes my cock in her mouth as I slam it deep into the back of her throat. Then, I press her head deeper and hold it there as she gags. I let off just before she pukes and start enjoying the blowjob. She slurps my cock down, me standing in the tub and her on her knees. But she's in the bathtub and I start thinking she wants to prove herself to me...so let her.

I start shoving my cock deep in and out of her mouth, thrusting deeper and deeper and she's struggling not to puke...but I am twisted and persistent and soon enough, a stream of yellow puke erupts from her mouth. And it feels fucking amazing. A warm slippery rush of puke that covers my cock and streams down her chest, soaking her with nasty puke.

And what does Ashlie do? She looks up at me and smiles. She knows she a dirty girl. So I start face fucking her harder and harder till she's puking but doesn't have any place for it to go as my thick cock is filling her mouth. And then I start pissing through my hard on.

But I don't stop throat fucking her and now she's really struggling with piss and puke flying out the sides of her mouth and she's struggling to swallow my piss and yet puke for my pleasure. I pull out to let the puke escape while I spray her face and chest with my piss.

Then, still  pissing I shove my cock back in this little slut's face and I move her head back and forth roughly with both hands.

I then pull out and my cock is soaked in her slippery puke...it's the ultimate lube. So I push her down

and say, "Put your sluttly little ass in the air." And with that, I slowly was myself into her tight little ass. So there she is, covered in piss and puke, ass in the air and being anally raped --and I'm thinking, god I love this girl. She would literally do anything for me and her love is evident to me. And suddenly in an emotional moment, I suddenly start squirting in her ass as I cum --rocked by a long and intense orgasm.

I hug her and hold her tight...she's mine and such a good slave.

But I'm not done. I could've been beating her but she couldn't take it -- but Ashlie can and loves to do crazy shit that other girls would have a meltdown with -- and I know she's hard on herself for not taking enough physically -- so I order her to get up and squat and squeeze my cum out of her ass.  It dribbles at first, and then it squirts out onto the white porcelain. My cum is nice and white as she's been a good girl and cleaned her ass nicely for me. Which is fortunate for her as she's about to lick it up with her tongue.

And this is where Ashlie really stands out as a pervert. She loves to be forced to do this as she knows I get off on pushing her limits and goddamn...she's awesome about it. So she moves eagerly and without hesitation and slurps it all up and then looks at me questioningly as if to ask, "Did I do a good job for you Master?"

Fuck yeah, you did sweetie.

I love this girl.

And so I start the shower to hose her off a bit and then put the plug in (the bathtub, you pervert, I put the plug in the bath tub!) and start a nice warm bath. My bathtub is nice and deep and she leans back against me as the water fills and the two of us have the most perfect, relaxed, and dare I say it, romantic bath together.

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Ashlie cries

"I love the sound of duct tape in the morning: it sounds like...victory."   --me, earlier today.

I took Ashlie downstairs to the dungeon. She was wearing a skin tight red dress. The dress was spectacular. We'd previously gone out to Starbucks and every girl in the place seemed to notice -- more so than the guys it seemed to me.  But now it was time to come off -- to reveal the tiny blue bikini underneath.

I put leather wrist cuffs on her and then tied her to one of the poles that runs from floor to ceiling starting with her arms above her head with a small length of rope.  Soon a posture collar was around her neck. She looked...beautiful.  Her belly was flat with the string bikini low cut and revealing her hip bones.  With her hands secured above her head, she breasts with pulled back into her rib cage a bit so they looked smaller -- which was my intention.

I love her tiny boobs.  They are distracting at times. A boobytrap if you will...which spelled backwards is partyboob so I guess that makes sense.

I looked at her and knew I wanted to open her up to me...after I made her cry. Yes, I wanted to see this sweet young flower weep with tears flowing down her cheeks from the pain I had inflicted for my own sadistic pleasure.  Then...when she was most vulnerable...I would fuck her.  At least, that was my intent when I started.

I got out a favorite couple of floggers. One made with red rubber and another I made out of rope: which was much more vicious.

Ashlie looked at me...worried.  I think she could sense that I was horny and in a sadistic mood.  I paced around her, circling my prey while swinging the flogger through the air lightly.  I was going to make her cry I grinned to myself.

"You know what is coming now, don't you?" I teased.

"No Master," she meekly responded.

I nailed her with the flogger. Fuck a warmup...I indulged in swift strike across her flat belly. Her eyes spread in fear. She knew just how fucked she was. I let the sting of the blow settle in so she could fully appreciate all of it.

"Do you need to pee yet?" I said, as I help a large glass of water she'd brought down to her lips.

"Not yet, Master," she said apologetically.

I forced the 20 ounces of water down her throat just as fast she could struggle.  Maybe I will force her to squirt for me later...but I wanted her to have enough liquid in her system so she'd be able to pee, squirt and cry easily. At this time, I was most interested in the last one.  My little pet looked so pretty when she cries.

I pulled the Magic wand out and started vibing her pussy as I forced the 2nd cup down her throat.

"I don't want you to cum yet...but come close to the edge." I said, as I stimulated her clit.  When she started to shake subtly as she approached orgasm, I stopped and grabbed a flogger.

I began to very lightly flog her to warm up her skin and get her used to the flogging that was to come...before she did. I worked up and down her bikini clad body, hitting her from her tits down to her thighs.  I got into a rhythm and pleased myself with my impeccable aim.  I flogged and and flogged...gradually increasing my intensity...painfully building her up.

Soon, her skin started with brighten and glow...and I knew she was ready for more.  So I paused...pressed my hard cock up against her through my shorts...and kissed my beloved slave. She could show me she loved me back by crying...something was about to give her the opportunity to do.

I was gripped by my sadistic goal.  She was gonna cry for me. I got out a vicious rope flogger and began my cold task.  Hitting her with lighter hits at first, the heavy rope this time quickly marked her lovely pale flesh with red rope slashes.

She cried out in pain...her high voice screaming as her face twisted in beautiful pain-- all of which just fueled my desire to make her suffer.

My aim got devious and roughly pulled her bikini aside exposing her breasts which I whipped to her agony. Her noises were loud enough for the neighbors to potentially hear so I grabbed her by the throat, "Shut the fuck up!" and slapped her hard across the face. "Don't make a sound." I said, knowing it would be utterly impossible for her.

I stepped back and lashed her with my rope flogger across the side of her right breast, narrowly missing her nipple. It looked so good and threatening to hit her sensitive nipple and causing even more pain. So I struck the again. And again. And again....knowing that each hit was more painful than the last.   Soon she was screaming for mercy again as her tit grew bright red with purple dots from my blow.

Interrupted by her screams, I said, "You heard me say, 'Shut the fuck up' and yet you deny me?!?!?" I yanked her bikini bottoms aside and exposed her bare, hairless little pussy. I spanked her pussy bare handed with one hand while squeezing her exposed nipple with the other. She screamed more -- unable to control herself and then...the tears started to flow. I spanked her pussy more, making sure to subtly scratch parts of her pussy with my nails when I paused to feel the heat on her bare pussy skin.


As she cried, I put clover clamps on both her nipples and turned her cries into sobs complete with wonderful salty tears.  She sobbed as the tears  flowed down her cheeks in ever widening rivers.

Mission accomplished, I thought.

As she sobbed, I removed the clover clamps and moved in to cuddle her -- feeling her warm, flogger warmed flesh up against my chest.  "There there, my little one," I soothed.

"I am so sorry I'm crying and can't take more for you Master," she said despairing.

I looked into her tear welled eyes and she pleaded with me through her eyes to forgive her for crying.

I licked her salty cheeks and tasted the fruits of my labors. Delicious. And this little slave, this young slut...was so emotionally open to me my heart soared.

"Then perhaps you can prove your worth to me in other ways then? Rather than being a pain slut...you can show me what a dirty slut you are in other ways. If I stop beating you now, will you prove yourself to me in other ways upstairs?" I asked.

She leapt at the chance.

"Good, let's go upstairs to the bathroom," I said.

[To be continued]

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Waking up with Ashlie

I woke up with my little girl beside me. She's a tiny little thing and I have to admit, I just looked at her flat stomach, protruding hip bones and tiny tits as she slept and I decided that I had to fuck her.

I lubed up my hard cock...being hard around her has never been a problem...in fact, it happens spontaneously all the time.

She woke up as my cock entered her ass and sleepily smiled at me, "Master, I'm so glad you're using my ass instead of masturbating. You should never need to touch yourself when I am here."

*Sigh* Yeah, that's why I love Ashlie...she's the perfect whore.  And goddamn...it's kinda nice
knowing that I'm inside a girl that lots of other guys have jerked off too via her fetish work and being in fetish books and stuff.

But part of me just wants to lean over and eat her sexy brain.

Then again, her perverse mind is definitely amplified by her tight ass. Damn, if it's not the best thing in the world to have a girl that really prefers it in the ass. <3

Fucking her, she gets into dirty talk mode right away -- I think this little slut tries to make me cum with her words way more than her mouth.  ;)  She's talking about how she wants to be fucked in the ass, just like this, but have a certain Japanese girl we both know and love....her bare pussy in her mouth. More than that...she'd really really love to have her piss in her mouth so she'd have something delicious to swallow. Of course, she'd save some in her mouth for a wet kiss back to her girl.

It's kinda hard to be looking down at a very thin girl with a perfectly flat belly, perky little tits and gorgeous face who is saying shit like that while you fuck her ass...and not cum. But I managed it for a bit: which only gave her the chance to spew more foul details for her dirty little mind.

Sliding in and out of her tight little butthole, she's moaning while saying, "After passing her own piss back to her in a kiss, she gets so turned on she starts sticking fingers in me. First she puts in 2 fingers, then 3. Then 4 and I start to moan, ooooh! MORE please! I'm so wet that she can put her whole fist up my bare little cunt and you feel her hand clearly on your cock as you slide in and out of my ass. It feels so fucking good.  The only thing that would be better is if she was squirting in my mouth.  Master, can I force her to squirt in my mouth for you please?"

I'm approaching the edge and slap her face roughly, "Yes, make her squirt for me. Force her to cum. Force an orgasm out of her so she squirts in your mouth!"

"Yes Master! I put my fingers in her and start doing the cum hither motion to make this little girl squirt for us. She starts rocking her hips and I know her bare little pussy is gonna look soooo good squirting out her liquid cum! I can't wait to taste it!"

I'm fighting back the orgasm as I'm slamming roughly into Ashlie's sweet little ass...sweating as I walk the edge of orgasm.

"Oh Master...please cum in my ass so she can drink it out of my ass? I won't swallow her squirt till I put it up her ass so I have an ass beverage too! Can I put the funnel up her ass so I can transfer her female ejaculation into her ass so it's suitable for swallowing? I need to milk her and mix it with her ass energy and drink it!  Please Master, can I do that? Then we can each have an ass drink? Me drinking her cum out of her ass as she drinks your cum  out of my ass! Please show me I've been a good little slut and cum in my ass so she can drink--" OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH

I starting cumming like crazy! Filling her ass with my seed as I grab her squeeze her really tight.  I keep thrusting and pumping in and out of her ass as I cum and cum.

I bite her neck and say, "You are such a good little slut!"

And that was how I started my day ;) 

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Ashlie Quote

"Girlfriends may come and go, but slaves-- just keep cumming" -Ashlie on her birthday.

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Loving your Pets

I am writing this specifically because I am wanting to express my love and profound appreciation for my slave Ashlie.

We I first took her on as a slave, I already liked her a bunch.  When I collared her-- I do so because I knew she was a keeper.  I remember saying to her though, "You are not and will never be my girlfriend. If you want this, then you will have to look elsewhere. If you accept this collar, you will put all notions of being a girlfriend out of your mind and become my property."

Well, that most definitely occurred.

Yet I've noticed subtle shifts in our relationship that have occurred.  The number one shift that I did not expect to be so profound is, I fell deeply in love with her.  Of course, I tend to bond with those I have sex with -- and I just can't do the thing where I have sex with someone I don't care about (I've noticed a certain lack of, well, wood in those cases -- even when I find them physically attractive. But if there is not emotional component, I can't do it. Well, more to the point, I don't WANT to do it.)  So having her to fuck anytime I please means that we are sharing energy and experiences and ...well, love.

But unlike a girlfriend who has demands and tries to shape and manipulate-- Ashlie is a supreme example of a submissive goddess.  Her willingness to serve me is palpable and she always looks out for me first.   Hmmmm,  the thoughts going through my head now are leaning towards the love people have for their pets. Let me explain. A dog becomes a very real and loved part of the family. A dog is tremendously loyal, loving and is always eager to play and serve. And this love is untarnished by the pet's expectations and attempts to control you (that simply does not happen.)  And as a result?   We love our pets often more intensely and unconditionally than even our closest spouse. And this is precisely what I believe has happened with myself and Ashlie.

I've also found that any faults and imperfections that she has -- well, she accepts me so fully and unconditionally and I just naturally accept all of those aspects of her and beautiful and unique aspects of a wonderful slave.  The things that she has difficulties with actually make me love her more. I know she's not perfect. Hell, other Masters would probably think she's too skinny and dislike her tiny, perky little tits. Fuck those guys. She's mine and I love every inch of her because she has given me the honour of giving it all to me.

Like the Buddhist philosophy teaches us: do not mourn the past nor worry about the future but live in the present. Accept the present for what it is and rejoice in the wonder that is life.  This is how I look at Ashlie. I don't concern myself with the Ashlie that could have been or some made up concept of what Ashlie should be like -- neither of these viewpoints serves me and would actually be detrimental to our relationship.  Instead, I look at my wonderful pet and see her for who she is. The real trick is to look at her flaws from the perspective of, "How does this make her an even more perfect slave and how can turn this flaw into my advantage." It's a fun game. And in the end, I think she knows that no matter what happens, I will look after her and love her -- just as a people would do almost anything to help the family pet and love that pet through any medical condition or infirmity.

Like any woman, she has strengths and weaknesses, flaws and quirks unique to her.   And like every fully devoted slave -- she is perfect just as she is.

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Collaring Ceremony Part 1

The significance of a collar to myself and my slaves is extremely significant and not something I take lightly at all.  Of course,  I can use collars for physical play -- but these are always leather and attached in a temporary way.  But a real collar to me is metal and permanently affixed to the slave and completely unremoveable.  To me, a collar is more permanent and significant than a wedding ring and the ultimate symbol of my ownership.

Now the application of collar can be done in a ceremony attended by many members of the BDSM community or it can be done in a private but not less significant ceremony.   I am going to describe one such ceremony that I will use in the collaring of my next slave but this ceremony will also be used as an opportunity to change my slave Ashlie's collar to a matching metal collar.

The ceremony will take place at Craiger's Dungeon. Craiger is a Dom in the BDSM community that is very well known -- and his Dungeon is large enough to hold all the people and his space has a 2nd floor that overlooks the main hall where the ceremony will occur.   (And Craiger, if you're reading this, you will rent your space out to me for really cheap, right? ;)  )  There are over 100 people present, all Masters, slaves, Dommes and  subs in formal fetish wear.  These make up friends in the community who all came out to observe the collaring of my new slave.

I am wearing a Roman Catholic priest cassock -- it seems appropriate as I will be officiating the ceremony
and it IS like a wedding.  Ashlie, my collared and beautiful slave wears a schoolgirl uniform (white blouse, red kilt, and white stockings. Underneath, I know she is wearing a tight black latex corset that I helped her cinch incredibly tightly so that she has a wasp waist. Her white stockings are attached to the corset with garters that are just barely visible under the hem of her kilt.  Her hair is in braids and she has her beautiful metal collar --the same collar that she has worn since I put it on her neck.  

The new slave, Special K, is a youthful looking thin Japanese girl who stands just 5'1 and weighs barely 90 pounds.  I want to state here that I have fallen deeply in love with Ashlie -- the totality of her submission to me has won my heart and I my cock seems ever hard in her presence.  And as I have gotten to know Special K, my heart has blossomed a deep and uncensored love for her as well. She too is a rare submissive like Ashlie who is naturally at her core a sex slave.  And I wish to keep forever -- looking after them both and ensuring they are safe, secure and looked after for all-ways. This is part of the pledge that I make to them as a permanently collared slave. They are both to be my property, owned by me and my prized possessions.  They are more important and adored than Ferrari -- and I intend to keep both till death.   The best thing is, Special K and Ashlie have fallen in love! So the collaring will work to unify my household.  I look around at all the smiling faces of people in the community and I'm pleased to have friends present to witness the occasion.

The music starts as I stand at the front of the room with Ashlie dutifully by my side.  The doors open and all eyes turn to Special K  as she enters the dungeon.  She is completely naked and has her long black hair freely flowing.     She is thin and meek yet excited that this is finally happening-- but now I see her looking very nervous walking naked in front of so many people that are here to witness her being collared.  Walking past all the onlookers, she approaches me from across the room.  I catch her looking at Ashlie for reassurance and the two exchange smiles.  Finally she is standing expectantly before me.  I graze into her eyes lovingly and she returns the look. Yes, I want this one to be my slave.

I hold out my and Ashlie places a ball gag in my hand and I hold it for the crowd to see.   "Open your mouth" and Special K complies. I hand the ball to Ashlie and nod. She places the ball gag in Special K's mouth and straps it around the back of her head, securing it firmly in place as I speak, "This gag symbolizes the silencing of your will. From this day forward, you will be unable to speak, remaining silent and ever ready to serve. Do you understand."

She nods.

"Good. You will be my silent slave and you will look at your silence as something you keep because your Master deeply desires it of you.  From this day forward, if you ever need use of a voice, Ashlie will speak for you so that you may remain ever silent and devoted to me. Ashlie, accept the role a Special K's voice."

Ashlie steps forward, leans down to the mouth of the much shorter slave, and kisses her on the ball of gag. "Master, I accept the role as Special K's voice."

"Thank you. [Announcing to the crowd]  Let me know if she disobeys me and speaks even one word. Even if she is cumming and shouts out, 'Oh God!' This slave is forbidden to speak from this day forward."

The crowd accepts the announcement though some of them definitely look surprised...and others are no doubt turned on by the idea a vow of silence.

"Slave, I  want you silent and voiceless as symbol of my power over you. From this day forward, your silence will be a source of pride and a symbol of your loving devotion to me. Do accept this duty to me?"

Special K nods.

"Then from this day forth, you are mentally gagged by me and will be unable to speak even if no gag is in your mouth silencing you."

She beams lovingly at me knowing that I am deeply turned on by silence. I know she will obey me and look at her vow of silence as one of the most special gifts she can give her Master -- knowing her silence is demanded of her.  She also takes comfort in the fact that this has been announced to the entire community at once so she has no need to explain it to everyone -- and without words that'd be a huge challenge for her.  But now, she is a member of a community that understands and accepts her a silenced slave.


"But you are a smart girl and I love your mind, so you will still be permitted to communicate with Ashlie and myself through writing, typing and sign language. This is how you sign 'Yes Master'. Do you understand?"  K signs, Yes Master.


"Good girl. Now is the time for the energy exchange.  All body fluids contain a person's energy and you are to filled with the energy of your Master so you are filled with his energy so that you can better serve him. Get me hard sexpet."  Ashlie moves over to me, drops to her knees and raises my cassock. Then, in front of everyone, she sucks my thick cock until it hard.  As she is blowing me, I grab K and pull her close. I remove the gag and then push her down to her knees as well.  I push Ashlie abruptly off my cock and pull K's mouth onto my cock and force her to suck my cock as she's naked in front of over 100 people. I force my cock to the back of her throat and struggles not to puke in front of the crowd.  Then I push her back too...so both my slaves are on their knees in front of me.

"Open your mouths to accept not only your Master's energy but to fill yourself with him so you are unable to deny him anything."

I then let out a strong stream of piss from my hard cock, pissing all over the slaves as they struggle to get as much into their mouths as possible. They swallow eagerly.

When I am finished, I pull Ashlie up to her feet.  "Special K, turn around and kneel facing the crowd."  She kneels, looking out at the crowd, knowing that all of them are seeing her for what she really is.  A sea of black leather and latex clad people look back upon her approvingly.  A flash of a camera suddenly grabs her attention as my friend Master Photographer snaps photos.

I position Ashlie to stand behind Special K and then I raise her kilt so that her bare pussy is revealed to the crowd.  I make her hold her kilt up with her hands. Then I tilt her head back so that she staring back at Ashlie -- looking directly up at her beautiful and perfectly bare pussy.

"This is going to, from this day forward, your slave sister.  Do you vow to love and honour her and accept her fully and completely so long as you are collared as my slave?"  She signs Yes Master while continuing to gaze at her pussy.

"Lick her pussy now as she is my property and comes with me. Lick your slave sister."  Ashlie lowers her pussy down and Special K begins to lick eagerly...embarrassed yet turned on that her Master is making her lick a girl in front of so many people.

As she continues to lick, I go on, "You must love, groom and take care of my property, ensuring she is clean, shaved, and dressed appropriately. You will also be trained to put on her makeup and tend her hair. Acknowledge these duties now."  She sign Yes Master while continuing to lick.

"Ashlie, you must cum for and love my new property, welcoming her into our lives. Cum for her now on the count of 10...9...8...7 feel orgasm building...6...5...  give me a really big orgasm....4  cum also for the crowd 3...almost to the edge now...2 get ready....1 CUM FOR ME!"  Ashlie cums on Special K's tongue and some girlcum squirts out of her pussy. 

"Drink from your slave sister.  Fill yourself with her energy as you are one now" As I say this, Ashlie begins to piss all over the naked slut kneeling below her.  Special K struggles to keep up with the flow and ends up with it splashing all down her naked body, soaking her despite trying to swallow as much as possible.

"Good girl. Now switch positions."  The wet little slut stands up as Ashlie now kneels in front of the crowd. Special K's body is wet with Ashlie's piss...making her nipples a little cold and therefore hard.  Meanwhile Ashlie is kneeling in a puddle of her piss that mixed with mine and little of Ashlie's cum -- and her schoolgirl outfit is wet with my piss.

"Eat her out," I command and Ashlie instantly complies. Special K is now soaked in piss and standing naked in front of a crowd that includes many strangers that she has not yet met. Ashlie eagerly licks Special K's bare and hairless pussy as Master Photographer takes more photos.  I can tell Special K is nervous but I am proud of Ashlie being a good little slut for me and showing Special K how to behave. "Enjoy it slut. You too are going to cum for the crowd.  I haven't yet trained you to cum on command so we will all wait for you -- as long as it takes.  You may never, ever fake an orgasm...all your orgasms for me will be real, no matter what.  So enjoy it...and enjoy putting on a show for the nice people.  You will ---" and suddenly I see Speical K rocked with a hard orgasm.  Apparently this little slut enjoys being put on display!

[Continued in Part 2]

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