A Day in the Life of a Slave Part 3

[Continued from a Day in the Life of a Slave Part 2]
You've gone out and left me with orders to watch a video of you and masturbate as I follow your instructions. I follow your every word:

So now you’re wet and vibrating your clit. Now slap your pussy... Slap it harder than that. Spank your clit. Hit it again. Keep vibe yourself more. Now slap you pussy lips. Slap it harder. Harder still. Don’t slow down. Keep slapping your pussy. Slap it harder! And Harder still!

I feel so degraded...being forced to slap my own pussy which is just aching to pee. You had me filled with so much water and I am at about a 9.5 out of 10 on the scale where 10 is involuntarily pissing myself. Still, masturbating helps a lot. If I stop...I will surely wet myself.

Vibe your pussy on high speed. Now scrape your pussy lips with your nails! Feel the pain, feel the pleasure.

I’m going to masturbate Sandra now. You’re going to keep vibing yourself and watch me play with this little slut. Adore me and be thankful that I let you look at such a pretty young girl. You don’t deserve to watch such a beautiful girl have dildos shoved into herself, but you’re going to watch because I want it. Vibrate your pussy and idolize more. This is your worship to me. Adore me. Smack your pussy hard and say out loud, I revere you. Smack yourself again. Every time I say, ‘Now’, you have to smack your pussy. Now. Now. Keep using the magic wand on your clit and watch me make this little slut cum.

On the screen, I watch you: You make Sandra lay back and give me a great view of her bare, hairless pussy.
You play with her for a while, showing her to me.  Her tight little pussy is so lovely. I can see she is wet and ready. Then you take out a huge dildo and force it in her as she squirms to take it. Every so often you shout out a stream of, “NOW’s and I dutifully abuse myself. I can see Sandra is getting get closer and closer to cumming and you start a steady stream of “now now now now now now nownownownownownownow” until Sandra screams and cums really hard while arching her back. I was so close to cumming too, but not being ordered to cum held me back – luckily.

SLUT! I bet you have to pee pretty badly now. See the bowl on the table, you’re going to pee in that bowl. So take it, and hold it under your pussy. Get ready to pee when I count you down. 10… you have to piss so badly…9… wait for my order…8… feel your bladder… 7… you’re about to burst…6… it’s going to feel so good to pee… 5… imagine the piss shooting out of your pussy…4… but there isn’t enough pee in you yet… So Drink the rest of the bottle of the table. … Good. You’re going to have to suffer a bursting bladder while you wait for your Master to give you the order to pee. You fucking whore. You don’t deserve to pee yet! Now MASTURBATE and look at what I do young little Sandra here. 

I practically cry at your cruel trick.  I'm shaking and little dripples of piss have leaked out of my bare snatch. I watch as you roll Sandra over and put her ass up in the air. You lube up your fingers and slip them slowly into her tight little asshole. Seeing this, I vibe my clit off madly --desperate to hold the piss back --as you stick more fingers in and you seem to really be enjoying yourself. Then you take a variety of plugs and put them in her ass and make me watch as you slide them delightfully in and out.

This goes on and on...my legs are now shaking with the need to pee. I don't think I'll make it...I'm going to piss myself. I'm going to piss all over your couch Master :'( Oh now. Some more dribbles. Please Master...please let me pee.  I cram the head of the magic wand onto my clit to stop the flow. And now I'm about to cum! Oh God!

Put nipple clamps on again. Pull them to make sure they’ll stay, and it’s time for you to pee. You’re going to have to piss through a vibrated and aroused pussy. So get the bowl again, and vibe yourself while you get ready to pee.

I put the clamps on as fast as I can. The pain is huge but I plow through it -- I quickly straddle the bowl and another dripple of piss leaks down my thighs. I ram the wand into my clit on high as fast as I can get it there. I'm so turned on and I look to see the most lovely image of you licking Sandras little butthole.

Come on, your bladder’s bursting, so get ready to piss for me! The intensity that you are feeling: that is for me! Slut...you have permission to cum and piss at the same time. So piss in the bowl, slave. Cum and PISS for ME! Cum now slut!

I’m almost dying from having to piss and I'm seeing Sandra's little ass in the air and it's all too much for me
and I CUM! As soon as I start cummng I start pushing really hard to get the pee out!  I'm vibrating my clit on fast and  it’s so hard to pee through an orgasming pussy. I push and force it, and it comes out in little squirts --squirting over the head of the Hitachi wand.  Luckily the bowl is wide so I don’t spill any as I pee while having waves of orgasmic shuddering and convulsing from a series of intense back to back orgasms. One painful squirt at a time gradually grows into a streaming torrent of orgasmic piss as I vibe myself while I pee into the bowl. The flood gradually subsides, and I’m left there, holding the vibe up to clit...still shaking and orgasming repeatedly.

I’m a bit embarrassed to see you standing there beside me, watching over me, inspecting me as I am forced to degrade myself for your image on the video.

That bowl is pretty full, but you are a piss slave, so you won’t mind drinking it will you? You want to drink it, don’t you?

Yes, Master.

When I tell you to, stick your face in the bowl and drink as much as you can without breathing. Then raise your face out above the piss and wait for further instructions. Do it now!

I dive in and submerge my face and hair in the bowl and drink until I need to breathe. Pulling my head out of the liquid, I hear your voice.

Good girl. Now it's time for you to stop this video, go sit in the cold, empty bath tub and put the stopper in. Then dump the remainder of that bowl over your head and swish around in your own piss. Take off the nipple clamps and wash and dry them. After they are clean and dry, empty the tub of your disgusting piss. Then put your pussy under the faucet and draw a bath. Take a long bath to clean up. When you’re clean, come back and push play on the video again. But no peeing nor playing with yourself.

With that, you turn your back and leave. Humiliating myself further, I  follow all your instructions. Finally,  I return to the TV room and press play. I am pleasantly surprised to find that you have changed Sandra into a black latex dominatrix costume.

Now you have to show me you are truly my slave by giving me your SACRAMENT. Your are going to masturbate and squirt cum for your Master. Get a fresh bowl from the kitchen and get wet for me. You are going to have to show me that bowl full of your squirt as proof when I get home.

After getting the bowl, I return and watch you whip Sandra mercilessly as your force her to dance and gyrate for your pleasure. When you begin a countdown from 20, I am so ready to cum for you. I quickly cum and squirt my jizz into the bowl for you, as you requested, as soon as you say 1. Then you tell me to take a 20-minute nap using the alarm clock, then restart the video and watch it again.

Luckily for me, you arrive home again when I am still napping. You wake me and tell me that you have more work to do, so you hog-tie me on the bed and leave me there, bound, blindfolded and helpless. I try to rest in my uncomfortable position while I listen to you type away.

Hours pass. You leave the room. I smell food cooking. I hear you eat and then wash the dishes. Finally you return and start spanking my ass.

You need to be beaten some more for being such a slut this afternoon.

You spank me cruelly until you are satisfied with the shade of red my bare rump has turned.

Then you take me to the living room where the curtain shut.

You haven’t finished cumming for me today. Now turn on the computer so that you can see the photos of all my other sluts that you've dutifully collected for me.

I turn on the computer and bring up a directory of photos of hot, slim girls.

…. Good. Now start MASTURBATING.

I start fingering my clit for your pleasure.

 Oh, Look at her. Look at her legs. I’ll make you lick those legs. Next bitch. I’d make her bend over and spread her asshole for you to look at. Then I’d make you lick her asshole. Put your tongue out so you can put it in that whore’s dirty ass. Next. Look at her.  She’s so young. You are such a pervert, you have to tie her up and fuck her tiny asshole with a strap on.  Tie her up, then spank her till her ass is red and then stick your fingers in her ass while she cries. Next. Oh, look at her tits. Larger than I’d think you’d like, so I’ll have you suck on this slave’s tits while I fist. You’d like that, wouldn’t you, whore? 

SMACK! My face stings at the blow.

There, I know you haven’t had your pussy slapped in too long.

You toss my hand aside. SMACK, SMACK. You spank my pussy lips as hard as you might hit my ass...then you grab my hand and ram it back on my stinging clit harshly. You point to the screen.

Suck her tits. Now bite her nipple. You slut. Let’s see WHOM I’ll have you fuck next. Next.

I flip to the next image while hoping it pleases you -- yet never stopping with my fingers on my clit.

Oh, look at what a cheap whore dress she’s wearing. I made her wear that so she looks as easy as she is. Go on, fuck her.

You start hitting my little tits now as you berate me. Smack. smack. Go smack on smack and smack fuck smack her! SMACK! Next. Oh, I don’t like her at all. But you’re such a whore, you’d do everything I want to her. I don’t like her suburban face, so kiss it. stick your tongue in her mouth. Now she’s going to lick clean you anus. Next. And her! I’d make you jerk off while I fist this bitch. You’d like that, wouldn’t you?

Yes, Master.

Because you’re a huge pervert?

Yes Master.

Good. Next. Since you like watching fisting, I’d get her to fist herself. Then you could suck on her ass and watch her wrist from up close. Next. I like her, so I’d kiss her while you watch, then I’d get her to tie you up and whip you. Smack. Then I’d have her bite your nipples while I kiss you and feel you weakened by the pain. Smack! Next. I’d have this slave pull at her own nipples until HER TITS are stretched out NICELY for us. Next. Nice skirt. I’d take her out in public and get her to lift it up and show us her shaved pussy underneath. Next. Another blue bikini. I’d go to the beach with both of you as my slaves and have you take care of my every whim. Then I’d have her take off her bikini top and have you rub oil on her back, stomach and tits… right on sunnyside beach! Next. Masturbate faster because I’d make her suck your cunt off until you came and squirted all over her her cleavage there. Next. I’d cover her in whip cream and make you lick it off her. Next. I’d make you lick her little bare pussy and I’d suck your clit you while I did that. Next. She’s so ‘appealing’… piss in my slave’s mouth while she drinks it down. Next. Nice legs… you have to shave her legs and then lick them afterwards without missing a single spot with your tongue. Next. Ahhh, a group of slaves. See how I dressed them all slutty for you? Do you want to MASTURBATE in front of all of these slaves while they watch and laugh at you? Good. I want you to cum for me. Let the cum build up and let it squirt out of your pussy. Cum for me. Give me my cum. Come for these girls. Next. Squirt all over her ass. I’ll make you fuck her ass with your tongue and piss up her in her little asshole so you have a drink.  Cum you little slut. Push out my cum and squirt for me! Cum! Cum!

Oh God! Oh GOD! He’s ordering me to cum. I have to cum cause I’m a slave. OH GOD! I’m Cumming!!!!

The next thing I’m aware of, I’m being lead to the bedroom. I’m exhausted from this intense day filled with the most squirting and piss orgasms of my life. He puts me beside his bed on the floor. He ties my collar to the leg of the bed and used as rope to bind my hands and feet. Safe and secure, I quickly fall asleep. My last thought before sleep is that this is just the start of my life as your slave. It's just day 2 of my slavery. I don’t know how much more of this I can take. Then again, it’s not up to me.

[To be continued]

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A Day in the Life of a Slave, Part 2

[Continued from Slave Day Part 1]

A Day in the Life of a Slave, Part 2

I am exhausted from all my torments. My pussy aches from having cum so much. I feel like cuddling you, my love and my God … but you are on to me and get fiercely angry that I would try to manipulate you like that! You are My slave! You must submit to my will and suffer whenever and as often as I deem fit! For this inexcusable BEHAVIOR, YOU must drink.

You pull my hair with one hand and spin me around by my nipple and then pull my hands behind my back. Then you take a carabiner and join my wrist cuffs together. Wait here, and don’t move a muscle.

When you return, you are carrying two large glasses full of water, plus a jug. I am very thirsty as I haven’t drank much or eaten since you began my abuse. I’m also sure that you are keenly aware of this. In fact, you delight in my hunger and plan to use food as an extra way to torment me. You smile as you think about how hungry I am. I’ve eaten while you have been bound. Would you like to eat now, too?

Yes Master. Very much so.

Too bad you’re such a slut, trying to get out of abuse by sucking up and playing cute. Otherwise, I might have fed you a little something. But now, you are going to have to be weak with hunger, because that’s how I like my slaves: weak and submissive. Besides, You would look even more beautiful if you were on a diet for a bit. So my slave, you will only have water for today… AND PROBABLY tomorrow too. Heh heh. Now, drink both this glasses of water as fast as you can.

As my hands are still bound, you force me to drink by raising the glass up to my lips and rapidly tilting it. I drink, chugging both glasses quickly, but you only refill both glasses and raise them to my lips as well. I drink those too, and start to feel quite bloated with water.

Stay here slut, while I get some things.

I stand, hands bound, and wait. You return shortly. You hold up some ice cubes so that I can see them. Since you’ve cum so much today, you’re pussy probably need to cool off, so you can make more squirt for me. So start making more cum.

The ice is cold and wet which seeps into my very being through my poor aching pussy that is sore from the pussy clamps you applied earlier.  The freezing swirls around my lips and rubs up and down on towards my ass too until I can’t help but get wet and horny from my own discomfort. Chills run through my core, extending out through the central focus of my being – my pussy. No, your pussy.

There is so little I can do, just bear it, as a helpless slave at the mercy of her captor. As I shiver, I begin to abandon ever more of myself to my Master. My heart opens as only a slave’s can, knowing that she is owned – and wanted.

I am going to go out now. So I am going to untie you. But your time is not your own, it is mine and you will obey me to the letter, won’t you slave?

Yes, Master.

Of course you will, bitch. Here is a DVD for the computer. Put it in as soon as I leave and watch it. Do EVERYTHING the video tells you. If I am not home by the time the  video finishes, you will have to restart it and watch it again.  Do you understand?

Yes, Master.

Good. Let’s see if you really do. If you have to pee, are you going to go since I’m not around to give you permission? In fact, I already have to pee a little bit.

No, Master?

You suddenly and violently grab my nipple. Digging your nails in while pulling, you instruct me further. Do not answer my questions with questions. No, you will not piss. You will hold it as part of your torture. I have to go now.

You untie me, and leave me with the video. I wait there while you do some things upstairs until I finally hear the door as you leave. Then I eagerly pop the DVD in and press play. When the image forms on the screen, I see the dungeon. Then I see you walk on screen wearing a stunning all black, leather hoodie with leather cape.

I bet you have to pee already. Well you can’t. See the big blue water bottle on the table, you’re going to drink that all before you can even think of peeing. Now I want you to take the Hitachi Wand off the table and put it in your hand. … Now put the end on your clit and rub it around while it is off till your pussy is wet. … I’m waiting. Are you wet for me yet? … Now you must turn it on and masturbate, going fast, while watching me. But you are not allowed to cum, yet.

I’m wet in no time and masturbating myself happily to the video of my gorgeous owner. You go off camera and returning pulling someone by the hair. It is the young looking, very thin girl crush that I have,  Sandra. She is wearing black garters and stockings, and tall black leather thigh high boots. She is naked from the waist up but does have her hair in twin braids. I watch you as you bend the girl over, exposing her little anus. You tie her hands and feet down so her ass is in the air, then you lube up your hand and start putting fingers in her ass.  I am so close to cumming now but force myself to not cum -- no matter how much I want to cum. Your fingers go deeper in her little as as she squirms as you put a 4th finger in her little ass. I am about to explode and have a squirting orgasm but barely manage to hold myself back.

Still, my bladder urges me to explode in a different way and I worry about pissing everywhere...but I am thankful I can touch myself to lessen that pressing need.

Next, you get out a black waist corset that I’ve never seen before. I am treated to seeing how you apply the corset and tighten it up so much that it cinches her already small waist to a brutally small size. The result is spectacular, and I am weak with the urge to cum as I watch you parade her around the room.

Worship this cute little goddess for me. She is your goddess. Masturbate and prepare to give her an offering. I want you to feel it building up inside you. Get close to cumming. Get ready to cum for me, your Master. And… STOP.

You can’t cum yet you whore! Drink a third of the water bottle, right now whore!

Now look in the box on the table. Open it and find the a pile of clamps. Select this one (you hold up and put it on your left nipple. … Now get this clamp and put it on your right nipple. … do they hurt? Not enough. I would have put them on rougher, so to make it up to me, pull on them. Hard. Harder. Pull so your flesh extends out from your body. Good. Now take off the left one. … as I do, pain burns through my tit, you just look at me, smiling on the screen. Put it back on and pull it some more. 
a clamp)

Now get the bag of clothes pegs and place them on your pussy lips. Get to it! Put them all over your slutty little hole. But them all over your outter lips as well as your inner ones … I know there is lots of space for clothes pegs so cover your pussy. Just leave some space around your clit...but that's all.

See these clamps behind you? The heavy metal ones… get 6 of them out. Put two on your ear lobes… and the other four… will go… on… the clamps already on your nipples. That’s right, attach them to the clamps as extra weights to punish you as you move.

Speaking of which, get out the heavy wooden pegs and attach them to just above and below your clit…  Good. Very good, my little slave. As a reward, I’m going to make you watch me fuck Sandra's ass while you touch yourself without cumming.

The pain in excruciating, but I am a slave. The reward of seeing fuck Sandra's ass on video is reward enough.  You fuck her tight little ass good and hard. She moans and wiggles it for more as you pull it out and make her taste her ass off of your gorgeous cock...before you gag her with it for more lube. Then once again, you slam your cock into her budding little hole. It looks so hot yet I am constantly reminded by how much I need to pee.

Get up now. Come close to the screen. After you stop this video, go upstairs quickly to the front door, unlock it then open and shut it. Then come back and press play.

On the way down the stairs, the hanging clamps plus the multitude of clothes pegs cause me great discomfort as I move. The jerky action of going down stairs causes the heavy weights to sway and pull on me. Still, I deserve no better than this. I go to the door, hoping no one is around and open it very briefly. Going back up the stairs hurts even more because the clamps have been on that much longer.

I press play. That took too long slave. Scratch your thighs as punishment. That’s not enough. Stop the video again and go down to the fridge and get out the blue glass inside it. Bring it upstairs and press play.

The stairs again! The pain is almost too much. I open the fridge and find the blue glass. My god, I have to piss so bad! And this container is fulled with even more liquid. Back up the stairs and I press play.

That glass is full of my piss. Piss that you don’t even deserve. But I’m going to make you drink it. Bring it up to your nose. Smell it… Smell it some more… It’s a tasty drink for a naughty slut. Take a small sip…Good… Now a larger one, but don’t swallow this one, keep my piss in your mouth to fully APPRECIATE it. Now remove the right nipple clamp.

As the blood rushes back into my nipple, pain shoots through my chest, but I can’t scream or even gasp because my mouth is full of piss -- and yet I almost piss myself with the intensity of the pain. It seems like at least 15 seconds before the pain begins to subside.

Good job. Swallow my piss as your reward. Now take a sip of water. Now hold another mouthful of piss in your mouth. Now remove the other nipple clamp. …

OMG, I have to pee soooo badly...and he's just filling me with more liquids! :'(

Good. Swallow. Take some more piss in your mouth, and remove all the other clamps and pegs from you as fast as you can. … Swallow now. Are all the pegs off? Then as a reward, you have to chug the rest of my piss. Drink it up!

I hope that hurt you a lot. I love inflicting pain on you, even if I don’t see it. Now get the Hitachi wand and start serving me again by MASTURBATING. All the pain you suffer is a trade off. You see, slave, you must suffer pain in order to earn your pleasure. I give you both. Pain and pleasure, but they must be balanced. That is why you need me, YOUR Master, to make sure you get enough pain that you deserve because you’re such a whore – always MASTURBATING – so you need lots and lots of pain too. I see to it that you’re punished for your pleasure – keeping things in BALANCE. Like Yin and Yang… You suffer, and you get joy. It can be no other way.

I vibe myself...trying desperately to distract myself from the pressing urge to pee. My world becomes a swirl of bursting bladder pressure mixed with near orgasm...but Master has yet to tell me I can cum....

[To be Continued]

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Awakening the Dragon

"I don't think you have it in you to inflict pain. You seem boring and vanilla to me," Three said.

Without hesitation I slap her full on across her insolent face as a red flash goes through my brain. I grab her by the back of the hair and pull as I try to comprehend the foolishness before me. My hand finds itself on her throat, choking her as I continue to pull on her hair.

"You fucking stupid little bitch," I growl at her and trip her to the ground. I pull out zip ties and start securing her hands behind her back.

"Master, no! She didn't mean it," my sweet Ashlie please with me in vain.

"Fuck that," I dismiss her as I drag her over to a chain hanging from the ceiling and use a carabiner to attach her wrists behind her to the high chain...forcing her to bend over so that her arms could be raised high enough from the position I had locked them in near her waist.

Defiance gleamed in Three's eyes and a snear curled her lip. "Do your worst, you pansy"

Ashlie leapt up, "Three no!"  I slapped Ashlie with my palm.  "She has sealed her fate. Get my favorite nipple clamps and my leather bag."

With that, I set to work attaching a spreader bar to her ankles so she her legs were lock open.

"Do you think these jeans shorts and tank top you're wearing are appropriate?" I asked.

She looked at me and snarled, "What do you know about fashion?"

"I know it gets in the way." With that, I got out my EMS scissors and snipped off her tank top as she struggled to save her clothing.  As I approached her jeans she pleaded, "No, please! I love these shorts and I don't have any others!"

All the better to shred for your insolence, I thought as I began to cut them off her body, ruining them in the process.

"You're an asshole!" she spit at me, standing in just an expensive purple bra and panty set.

"True." I said as I snipped off her bra. The I picked up a favorite gag of mine then returned to her panties to destroy them too.

"You know how much those cost? " said, flushed with anger. "I fucking --"

I shut her up by stuffing her 'expensive' yet ruined panties in her mouth quickly followed by the cock-shaped bite gag which I strapped around the back of her head to lock it in place. "The next time you speak, you will be adoring of me. I promise you that." I could see she her mouth was full of the cock shaped gag that would eventually be triggering her gag reflex.

At this point, Ashlie returned with my bag and I got out a leather flogger, a thuddy one that I would use to warm her up.  I began lightly flogging Three. "You think I flog like a pussy?"

This foolish cunt actually nodded. My god, what a moron. I began an evil series of whippings with the same flogger...this time using it harshly and accurately-- enjoying delivering blow after blow to the exact same patch of skin on her ass.  I'd move around, hitting damn hard but always return to that one small and ever so tender spot on her ass. I got more excited as I saw her skin redden and then started to work up a sweat as I got warmed up. After about 10 intense minutes, I removed my top and really got going -- delivering blow after blow.

I noticed Ashlie standing there dutifully watching and holding out the fierce clover nipple clamps I enjoy so much.  I pinch her nipples to get them hard then attached the clamps and watched her squirm.
The ends of the clamps, I tied together and then to an eye-hook embedded in the concrete floor -- forcing her to bow lower. To amplify her discomfort, I raised the chain holding her arms back being her.

From there, I got out a stainless steel ass hook and lubed it up lightly before forcefully inserting it into her ass. I hitched a rope to the other end and strung it through the back of her gag straps and then through a couple pullies and back to her little completely bare pussy.  I attached 4 more clover clamps to her pussy and tied them to the end of the rope coming from the pullies and tightened it sufficiently.

Allow me to explain why: if she leans too far forward or close to the ground, the ropes pull on the clamps on her pussy. Of course, the ass hook gets driven further up her little butt too at the same time.  But if she pulls back, the ropes pull on the clamps attached to her tits, tightening it.  So...there is no comfortable position for her to be in.  She can merely oscillate between the two painful states. And all the while her ass hole is stretched as she's forced to have the hook plug her ass...stretching her so she'll be good and ready when I eventually fuck that sweet little hole.

A bad slave might be left in such a position while I enjoyed watching her. But this bitch? Fuck her. I was kind enough to warm her up with the flogger. Now I got the wooden paddle out and began to deeply redden her skin, delivering harsh smacks to her ass that caused her to jolt forward...activating both the nipple and pussy clamps at once.

I continues to nail her over and over and over with the paddle, addressing her thighs, calves, back, and ass. I spared her no mercy and Three was beginning to squirm a great deal -- her cries muffled by the gag. Yes, she was starting to learn.  But only barely.

I was uninfuriated by this bitch and decided she needed more of a lesson. "Ashlie, fetch me a large pitcher of water.  Three, you little cunt, your definition of pain is about to get redefined."

I pulled off my leather belt and started leaving great welts across all over her exposed skin.  Ashlie return wit the water and I took a huge swig then ordered Ashlie to drink the remainder.

"Three, in time you will learn respect. I will train your mind. But for now...I'm just enjoying myself."

I got out a cane and set to work...slowly striking her with stinging hits. Gradually increasing in strengths...seeing exactly how much force would cause her skin to go deep red, cause it to welt, how hard I could hit her before breaking the skin.

Her skin was beautiful. Like a canvas and I the artist delivering a blow...giving her many seconds to fully register all the sensations of the pain and just as it started to fade, I'd select a new spot that would be improved with a deep red line.

This little cunt has defied me and so I cared little for her comfort and mental state...knowing that if I just used her and enjoyed her...eventually she would come around to my way of thinking. I would train her mind later. For now...she was my little cunt.

Her squirms and cries delighted me as I saw her continually struggling and jolted no only by the cane but the yanking of the clamps from all her squirming.

"I'm going to remove the clamps on your tits and then your pussy now. I'm doing that so the blood can rush back in and it will actually be far more painful to you."  I made a big show if it, removing a nipple clamp slowly and massaging her tiny tit so the blood moved in like a painful river.  Then the next. Then her pussy...and I got so hard I almost fucked her when I was the deep red circles left by the clamps.

I then marked her tits with the cane because she would be prettier that way. One particular blow was directly over her already sore nipple and she partially collapsed from the pain.

I kept going but I could see the defiance had gradually faded from her eyes and  was being replaced by...fear? No, not fear yet. But a healthy respect. Still, this stupid cunt needed to be taught a lesson. Especially as the other slaves were watching. This would be a lesson to them too...though Ashlie knew far better than to try and push me.

I grabbed Three by the throat and started applying pressure so she almost passed out. Finally I spoke, "Listen bitch," I said in low, menacing voice. "You chose to come here. I didn't make you do that, you did it on your own. But now that you've done it, I fucking OWN you." I pulled her HARD and bite deep into her neck, enjoying the feeling of her skin between my grinding teeth.

"You will always make yourself available to me. You will keep yourself fit and attractive for me. You will wear slutty clothes and fuck my little sluts day and night. You will do only as I tell you. And any time I want to fuck you or either of these little whores, you will be eager for it and help. Or I will punish you hard."

With that, I freed somewhat from the ropes and lead her using the rope through her gag straps as a leash. I lead her over to some metal poles and then lifted her tiny body in my strong arms. She was little and weak...just as I like. And squeezed her as I harshly hoisted her now greatly weakened body so that her legs flopped over the poles so she was hanging upside down by her legs.

I attached cuffs to chairs to hold her to the poles in this inverted position. Of course, her little tits were now ready to have the clamps reattached...this time to much more tender nipples...so that the pain would be a constant companion of hers.

From there...it was time to get out an Hitachi Wand and make this little bitch cum for me. Daddy has to have orgasms, you see. Don't you dare deny me an orgasm.

I rigged the Hitachi in place so it vibrated her whole pussy and most furiously on clit.

While I let her enjoy her predicament, I got Ashlie and strapped her to a high bench so her ass was extended in the air.

With her secured to the bench, I moved it over so that her ass was above but just a a couple inches from Three's face. "Ashlie, I know you've drank a lot of water recently and soon you will need to pee. But I think this slut here deserves you piss on her just yet.

And I got out an enema. It was a large bag and filled with water and had a hose leading to a thin steel tipped ass plug.  I inserted it in Ashlie's ass and let the bag fill her ass.  Soon, of course, Ashlie would not be able to hold in the enema and it would flow out: all over Three's neck and face. Since three was inverted and gagged, it would no doubt get up her nose too...making it extremely difficult to breath but eventually she'd figure out she had to snort the enema water in her nose...taste it down the back of her throat....if she was to breathe.

I would watch this very carefully to ensure she didn't do something stupid like suffocate. Dying is not an option for any of my slaves -- but she need not know this. Perhaps she'd taken my attention to detail and safety as weakness instead of pride and caring for my toys? It matters not.

I removed the butt plug enema from Ashlie's ass. Already I could see her asshole pucker trying to contain it.

"Now I'm going to watch you two for a little bit. Ashlie, try not to get her wet." I said as I walked over to a chair and sat to watch the show.  "Don't worry, the fun is just beginning. We'll be at this for quite some time."

"I'm sorry Three! I really need to pee and my ass is sooo full...I don't know how long I can hold it in." Ashlie said as Three looked on, gagged, inverted, and awaiting her shower.  Three knew what was coming. She new just how fucked she was...about to be splattered with another girls piss and enema juices...and the Hitachi vibrated her.

A massive gush of enema juice blasted out of Ashlie's ass and soaked Three's face and hair -- and Three came harder than she ever knew was possible --and she kept cumming as the shower continued.

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Collaring Ceremony Part 2

CONTINUTED FROM PART 1

"Good girl!! Now pee!"  Special K struggles with this as she has just cum and hasn't yet been trained to pee while sexually aroused. She pushes harder with her bladder but still nothing comes out. She looks over to me with eyes pleading as if I would have sympathy.  I slap her across the face instead. "Pee for me!"  She pushes but still nothing. Ashlie is positioned right below her pussy, with her mouth wide open --begging for her piss to drink.

"Come on. Did you follow my instructions and drink all the water I requested before the ceremony?"  She signs Yes Master.  "Good. Now piss it out!"  She pushes a tiny dribble starts and Ashlie licks it up ...hitting her clit with her tongue  and immediately stopping the flow.  I slap her hard across her ass, "Don't fucking stop peeing slut!"  She looks out at the crowd watching her and then pushes with all her might -- unleashing a long hard stream of piss filling Ashlie's awaiting mouth and spilling down her chest, making her white blouse turn clear exposing her perky little tits running down to join the puddle on the floor.  Ashlie swallows her energy eagerly and I know she's so turned on by drinking her piss: especially in front of a crowd of people she knows.

"Now kittens, show the crowd what good little slaves you are and lick up some of that piss mixture on the
floor.  That's a mix of all of our piss: all of our energy." Then begin licking and slurping it up as I continue, "That drink is a symbol for all of our energies being mixed and joined together today. Embrace it and welcome it into yourselves."  As they crawl around on their hands and knees, licking it up, Master Photographer records the event.

"Now it is time collar the little sluts. And I do mean sluts. Ashlie, it would be unfitting for you to have a collar that doesn't match your slave sister so I will be recollaring you with a matching collar.  Johnny, bring forth the collars."

Now Johnny is a huge hulking man who most definitely lifts weights and looks it. He tall too...I'm guessing 6'3 and about 260lbs of lean muscle (I'll have to ask him tho! lol. Ash, if you're reading this, give me your guesses too...we'll see who is closer. Regardless, he's huge and looks intimidating.)  As usual,  he is wearing leather pants and no shirt.  He walks over to his girl, Heather, who is hold out a collar on each wrist and two metal bracelets in each hand.  Heather is wearing a white lacy corset, white stockings attached with garters, white lacy panties, white heels and a white leather collar with a D-ring in the front.  Johnny easily picks her up and hoists her on his shoulder. He then walks over and drops her off beside me.

"Special K, are you ready to forever give up your freedom and become my property, to be loved and owned for as long as you shall live?"  She signs, Yes Master.

"Ashlie, get on your hands and knees, facing sideways so the crowd can see you. Special K, get on your hands and knees behind Ashlie and stick your tongue up her ass and keep licking her tight little asshole until you are collared."

As the girls comply, I hold the collar aloft for the guests to observe, "This collar is a symbol of my ownership. It says the slave slut wearing this is my property and she has no rights as a person any more. She is simply my slave. When I put this collar around her neck: she becomes mine completely. As my property, I have a duty to keep her, to ensure she is healthy and happy. I am responsible for her life, making sure she has clothes, food, shelter and that her emotional and creative needs are taken care of. As I place this collar around her neck, I accept her completely as she is and accept these responsibilities to take care of her for the rest of her life."

Special K tries to concentrate on listening to my words but is also very conscious of the delicious taste of Ashlie's asshole and the crowd looking down at her.

"As a slave, you have a duty to obey your Master without question, giving him compete control of your life, actions, sexuality, dress, appearance, food intake and exercise for the remainder of your days. Do you accept me,  irrevocably,  as your absolute Master for the rest of your life?"  As she signs Yes Master, I notice my heart skips a beat! I am so utterly happy at this moment!

With this, I lean over her,  and while her tongue is still deep up Ashlie's ass, I place the collar around her neck and lock it permanently in place.    The collars are very special and expensive -- but should last a lifetime. They are made of titanium so they are waterproof, light and yet very strong. Here's a picture of it:

                           

 Ok, the girl I originally saw this on in real life...

she has an astounding collection of great collars!

But I can't find a pic of her with the RIGHT collar :-/

(I know her breakup with the Master that gave it to her

wasn't great so....instead, here she is in other collars.)

It has a removable ring so it can be worn in more vanilla environments. And it has matching bracelets that serve as wrist cuffs. In short, the are fucking awesome!

I grab her roughly by the hair and yank her head back out of Ashlie's ass, pulling her to her feet.  I stare deep into her eyes -- into her soul -- and say, "You are mine. Forever.  IT. IS. DONE." And with that, I give her a deep, passionate french kiss, my mouth exploring hers and enjoying the subtle flavour of Ashlie's ass at the same time.

Leading her by the hair, I maneuver her in front of Ashlie and push her down to the floor so that this time, she is on all fours in front of Ashlie.  I spread Special K's ass cheeks, exposing her tender anal bud, and demand of Ashlie, "Lick it."

Ashlie dives her tongue into her slave sisters nether regions while looking me in the eye adoringly.  She too is on all fours beneath me. I summon the lovely Heather closer and take from her the second and matching collar.

"Ashlie, the collar you wear is a symbol of my ownership. You have worn it well.  Now it is time to update it to also represent the bond with your slave sister. This says the slave slut wearing this is my property and she has no rights as a person. You are simply my slave, my property and mine completely.   I have a duty to keep you, to ensure you are healthy and happy. I am responsible for you life, making sure you have clothes, food, shelter and that your emotional and creative needs are taken care of.  With this, we reaffirm my role as your Master and your role as my property and loyal sexpet that I will keep and take care of for the rest of your life."

I look down at her and I am so pleased to see her dutifully forcing her tongue deep up Special K's ass while looking at me with a look of such adoration and love.

"As my slave, you have a duty to obey me without question, you have given compete control of your life, actions, sexuality, dress, appearance, food intake and exercise for the remainder of your days. Do you reaffirm your role as a slave so that all here can witness it?"  With the tip of her tongue still embedded in Special K's ass, she says, "Yeth Mathster" and then plunges her tongue back in to it's full depth.

I lean over and place the collar around her neck and then lock it in place for all time.  She now is wearing 2 collars of mine -- the collar made of stainless steel rings (see image below)

Also seen is a necklace that has a vial of my blood

(note: this broke and is no longer around)

and the more elegant titanium collar:

"Now it is time to remove the old collar."  This time I pull Ashlie up by her hair so that she is standing before me. I push her back to the St. Andrew's cross and motion again to Heather.  She holds out the titanium bracelets and I take one and attach it to Ashlie's wrist. Then I take a carabiner and affix the bracelet to the top of cross.  I repeat the process with her other wrist and then place a leather restraint on each ankle before attaching her legs to the base of the cross so that she is effectively spread-eagled.

Going over to Special K who is waiting, naked on all fours, I grab the collar from the back of her neck and lead her like a dog over to Ashlie. I guide her face under Ashlie's kilt and into her pussy. "Lick."

While Special K is kneeling below Ashlie and busy tasting her, I take the 2 remaining titanium bracelets and attach them to Special K's wrists.  Then I take her arms and move them around the back of the cross so that she is hugging Ashlie and the cross as I attach the wrist cuffs together with a metal fastener.

Then I take out a giant pair of bolt cutters. (Note for Ashlie, yes, I do have a key to the lock, but bolt cutters is more theatrical -- and the key may not work if the lock is rusted inside... I don't know,  I've never wanted to undo it for any reason! The last thing I want is to be struggling with a lock in front of a crowd of onlookers...so I'm cutting it off.)  I place the bolt cutters against the loop of the lock and snap it down, cutting both sides of the loop at once and then I deftly catch the falling lock.

"There, now you have just a collar that binds you to me and your slave sister."  I remove the stainless steel collar from her neck and place it in my pocket, "I will use this for the next slave.  Special K, keep licking her. Ashlie, entertain the people and cum for them."

I then get an additional pair of leather ankle cuffs and attach them to Special K's dainty ankles as she continues to pleasure Ashlie for the viewing enjoyment of our audience.

With that done, I free Ashlie's arms and legs from the St. Andrew's Cross and then undo Special K's wrists so they both mobile again.

As Ashlie cums really hard on Special K's tongue, I turn to the audience and say, "The Collaring Ceremony is complete. Now, we eat!  Masters and Dommes, if you would be so kind as to send your slaves to the kitchen to bring the food out to this table over here."

With that a flurry of activity ensues with the slaves rushing off -- often with a sharp smack on the ass-- while I take the opportunity to move my lovely little collared sluts over to the main food table. I lift the light little Ashlie on to the table and lay her flat on her back. Then I lift Special K over her so they are in 69 position.  With the attachments, I bind each wrist to the other's ankle so they are bound together in 69 position as the food is placed all around them on the table.  Large platters of meat, open-faced sandwiches, Danish pastries,  serving dishes filled with flour ball soup and the required plates and silverware all fill the table. Wines are placed at the end of the table -- even though Craiger has a fully functioning open bar that is staffed by his lovely slaves.

"Little sluts, I want you to be skinny for me, so today, while the guests eat, you get to eat each other."  And with that, the sluts bury their tongues into each other's pussy as the last food dishes are laid out.

I turn to my guests, "Dinner is served."

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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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A Slave is Beaten

It’s early in the morning, that’s all I know. As I slowly swim to consciousness, I begin to register the
pleasure. Yes, I’m wet. I’m feelin’ very good. I think I’m getting receiving oral sex! What an awesome way to wake up. As I move my arms around to get more comfortable – they don’t move. After a tiny struggle, I realize that my arms are bound somehow. In fact, I’m blindfolded and immobilized.

I search my memory for details, but there are none. I was planning on playing video games today to please my Master but I thought he would be off at a job. I guess you’ve made other plans. I have to go with it, since I’m obviously your slave. As I lie there, I bask in the glow of slavery and delight in my bindings that hold me down, helpless. If I knew what was ahead for me this week, I don’t think I’d be so relaxed.

The sucking on my pussy heightens in speed as I press my pelvis forward while moaning. I feel an orgasm building, strengthening, deep inside. I push forward, forward…whack!

You're not allowed to cum.

Whack. Whack. Whack. The blows just make me wetter.

You love it, you dirty slut. Look at you. About to cum, so eagerly without permission. You must be trained further. Trained to enjoy pain as much as pleasure. Pain like this…

Your finger thrust deep into my pussy… but at the same time; you are digging your nails into bare and hairless pubic mound. Slowly, ever so slowly, the nails work their way down to my slit. I begin to whimper to let you know how much it hurts.

That’s right, beg… Beg for me to stop, I love listening to you sounding so pathetic.

Whack whack whack! With the nails still biting into me, you beat my bare pussy lips. Whack, whack, whack whack whack… a small pause WHACK! God! You’ve hit me sooo hard! The pain resonates around my body. For many seconds I absorb the pain fully until it starts to die down then … Whack! Another fierce blow. 

Feel it. Completely Feel the pain. Love it.

Whack! As I cringe, I hear slight laughter from you. My God, the cruel Master I love is hurting me, he’s really getting into it… I’m in trouble.

So slave. My pathetic little slutty slave. DO you like my nails on your pussy? 

I know I have no choice but to answer yes. Despite the pain, despite everything, I know that if I answer ‘no’ then that is an invitation to extreme cruelty. “Yes” I answer meekly.

You Uppity little whore! 

Whack! Whack whack whack whack whack! …pause… whack whack whack! Whack! WHACK! 

Have you forgotten you position!

 I feel your nails dig even deeper into my pussy flesh. It feels like you’ll break through the skin. Other nails dig in and scrape down my inner thigh, leaving red trails behind.

Oh yes! You have forgotten! You want me to remind you that you are my slave! 

More nails scraping down the other thigh.

I see. You’ve fucked up, and intentionally made a mistake so that You can have more pain, like you richly deserve!

I panic. No! I only want to serve you! But I hold my tongue. The hand in my pussy releases and the pain floods in with the blood to the pinched, tender skin. You enjoy the deep purple nail marks around my pussy, and watching them change colour to red and shallow out, knowing how painful that must feel. You thrust into my pussy again, and dig your nails in above once more. I flinch, but you don’t care. (Actually, you enjoy seeing me flinch, and let a small evil grin briefly cross your stern face…)

So, Can’t remember to say one stupid word. You are such a bad slut, you must be severely punished until you say, “Master” after every-fucking-thing you say.

The nails dig in deeper, and you begin to pound my pussy with your fingers, making me wet, despite the increased pain of your nails. You jerk faster and faster, and I feel your other hand begin pulling at my lips. You know that my lips are sensitive, which adds more pleasure as you pull and pinch at them. Then you rake my lips with your nails. I cringe, but you know that as long as you don’t scratch the tender skin inside my pussy, you won’t hurt me in a way that will inhibit my ability to serve you. You’ll carefully avoid any scratching inside my pussy that would cause serious pain both now and during a fuck. Of course, if your slave is really really bad… say she bites you or something, then you’d quite enjoy stuffing a coarse toilet brush up her pussy. But for now, there is no need to deliver any blows to such a sensitive area. Pinching and pulling, scratching and smacking exterior lips and where your hair would be, if you could grow any, will quite suffice. Besides, you sadistically love the look of utter concern and worry whenever you deal with such a sensitive area.

You’re my slut. I own you, so I can do whatever I wish to you. I can beat you whenever I want.

Whack! 

I can violate you. 

You reach around and stick a finger roughly up my ass.

And I decide everything for you because I am your master. Your job is to obey and to worship me like I deserve. I am your god. Your supreme lord and master and you have no will except mine!

You pull your finger out of my ass, and scratch from my ass to the base of my pussy. Then you slowly rake over my lips and up my opening until you reach my clit, where you being a pass around it and down the other side.

Any time I offer you pain or pleasure, You must accept. The only answers from you are, “Yes, Master”. Do you understand? 

“Yes, Master”.

Good. Do you want me to bite your clit?

No! My little clitty is far too sensitive… I hope I don’t lose all my arousal! … “Yes, Master”. As you bite, my world swims in pain.

Are you thirsty for my pee? 

 “Yes Master.” 

Good, because my bladder is full of tasty morning piss.

Open your mouth and stick out your tongue. I oblige and you straddle me, forcing you hard cock down my throat.

Now suck my dick. Good. 

Suddenly both my nipples feel like they are being ripped off.

Keep sucking and take me deep down your throat, Or I’ll have to really punish you. But for now, you sluttly little bitch, your punishment is to drink my disgusting piss. You have to gulp it down, and taste the bitter nasty flavour! You love it, because you are a perverted whore. So don’t even try to pretend that you don’t like the nasty taste. Don’t spill, you have to swallow every drop as punishment. What’s this! I didn’t give you permission NOT to having dripping cunt! Get wet!

Whack! You start thrusting into me again with your skilled fingers. You have to be wet and dripping for all your punishments.

It’s part of your worship. It may take vibrators inside your pussy, but when I tie you to the rack and whip you, you’ll be wet.

I can feel myself slipping away. I guzzle your piss to please you. It tastes awful but I don’t deserve any better. I have no choice. I must submit to you. You own me. I am yours. The bitter stream slows and stops. I lap up all the dribbles. I squeeze every last drop out of your cock with my throat and mouth. For you. I squeeze and lick your beautiful cock with my tongue until you order me to stop. I’ll do anything you ask of me. God, I love that he just started this morning without warning!

Good Job. As you know, this week is fairly busy for me, but it is going to be hell on you. You see, You’re mine. All this week, you will do nothing that you are not ordered to do. Here are some ground rules for this week, do not disobey me. 1) You will only piss into a bowl while you vibe yourself with the magic wand. 2) You cannot wear clothes in the house and you will only wear the clothes that I tell you to wear. 3) You will be my toilette slave and drink every drop of my urine every-time i pee at home. That means that I will not pee in a toilette this week, because you are me toilette. DO you understand.

“Yes, Master”.

Good. Also, you must report any masturbation to me when I come home. In detail. You will always tell me how much you’ve cum, and you will match your orgasms without me, to the orgasms with me. That means if I order you to cum twenty times during the day, you have to cum twenty times for me that night. I am going to have you drained all week.

Now, I am hungry. Go make me breakfast. Scrambled eggs and toast with jam, coffee, juice.

As soon as I’m untied, I rush off and make breakfast. I do it quickly and efficiently. Soon, I knock on the door and tell you it is served. You come out and force me down on my back on the kitchen table. You then move the food from your plate onto my chest. The eggs are hot, but I can bear it. As I lie there, you eat the eggs off of my tits, sometimes chewing at my nipples and skin, other times licking oils off my skin. Then you take the toast and put it over my wet pussy and you begin eating it off me. When the toast is finished, you put a bit of blueberry jam on my pussy and lick that off. Finally, you take the coffee cup and touch it to my pussy lips and watch me squirm from the heat.

With breakfast over, you order me down to the bathroom. You order me to lie down in the cold bathtub and tell me to masturbate while you watch.

Good, now that you’re nice and wet, I want you to lie back, raise your hips above you and piss all over yourself.

 How humiliating. It’s so hard to piss when I'm so aroused and horny and as I push, nothing comes out.

Do you think I’m joking! You are my slave! DO what I ordered you to do, or you will be punished! Now keep touching yourself and PISS!

I push and push, and just as you reach down and pull my nipple, I begin pissing.

Keep Stroking yourself while you piss. 

As I do, the flood trickles off. Push! Keep pissing! The warmth surrounds my naked body a pee flows over me, coating me in my own filth. Finally, I am empty.

You are such a dirty slut! Stand up. Give me you tit.

Whack! Whack WHACK! You begin rubbing my clit Whack! 

You deserve to be punished. Do you want to be punished? 

“Yes, Master”

How much?

“More than ever before, Master.”

I order you to tell me…

you grab my nipples and dig your nails deeply into them…

How you deserve…

you twist my nipples hard…

to be punished. Now!

With a sharp pull, you glare at me so fiercely that I am quite afraid. You twist and dig at my nipples until I can finally think of an answer, “A shower with just cold water!”

You didn’t say Master!!!

A mad flurry of blows rains down on me. You slap, scratch, hit and even punch me. Finally, you calm down a bit and cease to see red. Well, except the red on my skin. I am cowering against the wall, defenseless. You quickly get out some rope and begin binding my hands behind my back. Then you place me in front of the shower and turn it on… just cold. A wave of frozen water covers me and I soon begin to shiver as you wash me with a pair of luffa gloves that scratches me all over. You pay extra attention to my pussy and tits with the gloves as the cold water makes me even more vulnerable to the pain they offer. You rub my clit cruelly with the gloves until I am at the point of cumming.

If you cum, I’m going to stick my fingers up you ass, with these gloves on! Don’t you dare cum! You have no permission to cum! 

I’m just about past the point of no return. I fight the orgasm, hold it back but… just at the last possible second, you stop. I breathe heavily, but I don’t cum. I am so thankful that I haven’t disobeyed you.


and I melt into you hands. Please Master, touch me, pleasure me. I beg you. The thoughts in my head are of total submission yet the water freeze my flesh.

You are filthy and disgusting. Look at you, a pervert coated in piss and you think you deserve my hand! You deserve nothing of the sort.

You suddenly soften as you turn off the freezing water.

There, there, let me dry my poor slave off. You are cold aren’t you. Shivering little slut. Here, you cuddle your master, give him all your love, and warm up against my body. You are mine, aren’t you. 

“Yes, Master”.

You have to love me and worship me, that’s what a good slave does.

You wrap a warm fluffy towel over my shoulders while drying me off.

Here, cuddle me closer. Good slave. I love you, my little pet. But it’s your fault that I have to punish you so. Sometimes you are so bad, you need to be punished. Other times, I just look at you and have to hurt you. You understand.

Now, I have to go off to work. While I am gone, you will do exactly as I say. First, you have to finish leveling you Mystic up to her next level in Perfect World...then cum 8 times as a reward. Then, you will take a porn magazine I leave on the bed for you and masturbate to it for exactly half an hour. Use a vibrator but do not cum. After that, You will level your cleric to his next level. You will take 2 more half hour breaks to jerk off again during this, but no cumming. This time, you will look at pictures of girls on your computer imagine that every girl is also my slave and that I have ordered you to lick her while I am watching. Time yourself with the timer and when it goes off, you must go back to leveling you cleric. Then, after you level the cleric, you will cum 20 times to the girls you looked at earlier. When I get home, I expect you to be playing Perfect World, and you will show me the leveled characters. Understand? 

“Yes, Master.” You grab my nipple and twist. And No internet sites. “Yes, Master.”

Good. When I’m finished working, I think I will need to unwind by beating you rather severely. Besides, I want to test out a new whip I made for punishing you. So be ready for a rack session that is much rougher than you’ve ever experienced.

That day was a great day for me. I was a good slave! I didn’t have my own will at all, but was filled with the will of my God. I was his, and I would serve him well to show him how much I love and respect him. I did everything exactly as he had asked. I was playing when he got home. I expected him to inspect my work right away, but he had to pee much too urgently for that. He got out his urinal and filled it. I felt his energy seeping in from his pee, making it ever easier to obey his orders. Then he inspected my work but wasn’t happy with the disorganization of my inventory and banks. He accused me of doing this on purpose to anger him and grabbed me by the hair and dragged me down to the dungeon. After tying me to the rack, he made me cum hard with his hand. Then he left me there for what seemed like hours! When he entered again, felt my pussy and found I wasn't so wet.

You must be wet for me, so that you’re ready for me to fuck at all times! Get wet! 

His hands quickly coaxed me to full arousal, but I could sense that he was angry with me-- which made that harder. Please! Don’t be cruel, I’ll do anything you say! Please. No such luck.

What followed was the most intense beating of my life. He made me count out the strokes and say, “Thank you, Master” after each hit. Until he ball gagged me. He tied me in uncomfortable positions, often with clamps hanging off my pussy lips or nipples. He tied my tits up, looped the rope through my legs and up my ass crack. She then pulled the rope and secured it so my asshole was sore from the rope and my pussy lips were split apart around the rope. My hands were secured behind me and I was tied in such a way that if I moved, the rope would pull up against my pussy, chafe my ass, or a different rope would pull on the nipple clamps. Only in this discomfort did he really beat me. He whipped me 300 times with each whip he owns, supplementing my punishment with his bare hand or the luffa glove. I struggled, I cried, I begged, but he would not stop. Well past the point where he could show mercy, but there was none. He made me tell him my sickest fantasies—on pain of punishment if they weren’t dirty enough. Then he’d punish me cruelly for my dark desires. He used all the clamps and clothes pegs available to him, and left them on for long periods… just loosening them and putting them back on in the same spot to aggravate my punishment. The only thing I was thankful for was that he timed how long the steel clamps would stay on me to avoid any actual damage to me. Sometimes, if the clamps were very strong, he left them on for just 3 long minutes at a time. I suffered for hours, forced to watch as he hung weights from my pussy and tits. He gagged me, and began whipping my ass some more.

Take it. You deserve it, so take the pain. You are my slave, so be thankfull that I am giving THIS to you. 

WHACK! I surrendered to him, went completely limp, and flew! I adored his cruelty in my altered state. I adored him when he strangled me. I worshipped him as he pinched and stretched me. I begged for him as he violated my ass.

My flesh was marked from head to toe by the time he slowed down. Ahh, but when he slowed down, I was so delightfully hiss… I gave myself fully over to him that day! He made me drink his piss again, this time straight from the tap, and then rewarded me by letting me lick and suck upon his gorgeous cock. Then I cleaned his asshole with my tongue and went back to his cock and pleasured him until his jizz coated my throat.

Then, with my soul open and exposed, he cuddled me like an infant. So adoringly his. I never have felt so safe. So secure.

Finally, he moved and told me that my punishment time was over. Better than that, he told me words that I cherish to this day. You've done well. I'm proud of you. I believed him when he said that I'd earned the right to cum in front of him today. In fact, he put on my favorite porn film of girls shooting whip cream up each other's asses and then eating out of each other... and allowed me the honour of cumming for him while he watched.

We had some snacks before bed. He then told me he loved my company and that I was to now speak candidly and be ‘at ease’. He spoke to me lovingly and sweetly, letting me know that he felt he could tell me anything because I was his property. So the rest of the evening we cuddled and talked. Just before falling asleep, he said,

Rest up. because you are going to cum many many more times tomorrow. You’ll cum to magazines. To video. To Jpegs, Cum to all the sluts in your dirty pictures. You’ll cum to photos for me. Then you'll cum in my mouth, and on my cock. You'll cum with me in your ass. You’ll cum from the blue dildo in your ass as I fuck you from behind. You are going to cum all day tomorrow. So rest up, because if you don’t get wet quick enough after cumming -- I’ll have no choice but to punish you…

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