Use Me

Your balls are aching and you want to cum. I can see that

Use me.

Run your finger through my hair till you have a good grip, yank my head downwards, and fill my
throat with your cock. You don't have to say a word -- I know what I am for.

Throw me onto my back. Slap my thighs if I haven't spread them far enough apart. Take my tight  cunt with your cock. That's what it is here for. Make your cock wet enough with my juices so you can enter my ass next. I am just a sex toy, operating as designed.

Dig your nails into my back if I am not whimpering loud enough for you. Twist my nipples. Bite my neck.  If I am too loud now, slap my face as you wrap your strong hands around my throat and gag me with the palm of your hand.  I am your toy to be as loud or soft as pleases you.

Pull out and I instantly start rubbing my cunt because it pleases you. Lube your cock up and then work a lubed finger into my ass. I'd gladly take your fist and I push back to encourage you to force me open. This is my purpose. This is why this body is here. Pull your fingers out and quickly replace them with your cock.

I moan. I gasp. I tremble. And you fuck me like you hate me.

I start to collapse and you  force me to spread wider. You hand on my throat again with your breath on my ear as you bite my earlobe. "It doesn't matter if you cum." I know. My purpose to serve your cock and make it feel good. I clench my ass tighter for you. You can switch between any hole that pleases you as I am just your sex toy whose life's purpose is your release.

I know you love me. That you can be gentle, funny, playful and kind. But I love you because you are also a sick and twisted bastard who treats me like an object. My body glides over yours and your lips press into mine.

I know you love me. But I show you my love by always being available to make you cum.

So use me. Hard.

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Note from a Pain Slut

Many people react with disgust or confusion when they hear hear explain a girls personal love  for masochism and pain.  I can understand how it might be a hard concept, especially for vanilla types to comprehend. And I found this note from a pain slut eloquently explains what she finds so appealing about it:

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In pain, I find freedom. It wipes away all of the drivel, the white noise, the doubt, the fear, and loneliness ..there is only the rawness of the current moment. It forces me to evaluate and appreciate what is happening, without the burden of over analyzing its worth. It burns away my insecurities, and my mind is open for something deeper and more substantial.  I am able to cast off the prison that has enveloped my awareness. I am one with my presence, a melding of text and body. 

In this way I am able to heal, to accept, to love. Pain speaks to me on a level deeper than anything else because it is pure. There is only me, and the response of my nervous system. It's beautiful and terrifying in its simplicity. I welcome it, even crave it some days, because in pain there is truth. In truth there is knowledge. In knowledge there is power. Power over my own pain is the highest form of self control I can obtain. I look forward to the challenge of its mastery, and the self discovery I will achieve during the journey. 

Pain is the most intimate lover and mentor I could seek, and in its teachings I have developed into the person I am today. Pain is not proud, pain does not boast, pain does not lie. 

It simply is. 

And I am home.

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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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Take me. Break me. Fuck me.

Take me.
Break me.
Fuck me.

Rip the flesh asunder.
Push me past the brink.
Take my body.
Break my mind.
Tear apart what was me.
Pick up the pieces.

                                                                   And smash again the bits.

Then reassemble the puzzle.
Put me in place my place.
Love my body.
Mend my mind.
Fix the broken slave girl.
Make me stronger.
Make me loving.
Make me yours forever.
Add my strength to yours.

Take me.
Break me.
Fuck me.

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From a slave

There is something about
Being pushed up against a wall,
Face first
Cheek resting on rough wallboard
Breath caught in your throat
Listening to the growling in your ear
And trying to remember your own name

There is something about
Being pushed up against a wall
Your back flat up against it
Staring straight into eyes that see through you
Swallowing hard
Waiting for your heart to start beating again

There is something about
Being made to crawl across the floor
To a seated Man,
Staring into your eyes
Not letting you not look at Him
Not letting you stumble
Drawing you to Him without a word
Trembling,
A whimper caught in your throat

There is something about
Being pulled up by your hair
Feeling that hand slink up your neck
Into your tresses,
Close to the scalp
Grabbing,
Gripping it,
Guttural sounds emitting from His lips
The pain not nearly as strong as the urge
To cry or bite a hole through your bottom lip

There is something about
Being bitten
Especially on the back of the neck or nipple
Feeling His teeth so close to piercing you
Wondering, as you cry out,
If He will,
This time
Wondering,
If you're going to bleed for your Submission

There is something about
Being bent over the back of a chair,
Without warning
Without pretense,
Without question
Having your pants dropped,
Cool air hitting hot skin
Your cheeks blushing,
With the same color of your ass
As He warms it with the striking of the palm of His hand
The tears you cry not cooling you
The tears you cry because He has found you

There is something about
Those words He uses
Those names He calls you
Those phrases meant to elicit a response
And you do respond
All of you responds
And your body betrays you,
Always

There is something about
Kneeling quietly beside him,
Your body bruised,
reddened,
coated,
tired,
Your mind silent,
For once,
For a time,
Your head bowed,
Your eyes closed,
Your lips quivering as his fingers touch you,
Your submission unquestioned,
Your peace at hand,
His hand

There is something about
Being thrown down and taken
Not against your will
For your will is to be there
To please,
To submit,
To offer,
To relinquish,
And you cry out for breath,
For more,
For Him

And you know you are home

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Love note from a slave II

The truth?

You owned my heart

for a long time

your chains encircled my soul

and made me wet for you

The Truth?

You conquered me

the day we met

your charm and sex appeal

twisting a spell over my pussy.

The Truth?

You enchanted me

day after day

Your humor, wit, wisdom

drove me forever into your world.

The Truth?

You took me

owning me just by being there

your love and gentle ways

had me enthralled around your flame.

The Truth?

I was already yours

In all ways

Heart, Mind, Body and Soul

but this was the steel

The Truth?

Yours Forever

With your collar

I'll forever kneel. 

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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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A Day in the Life of a Slave, Part 1

[Continued from A Slave is Beaten]

Ashlie woke up to find herself spread eagle, bound to king sized bed with leather cuffs with ropes attached to metal rings. Beside her, her Master slept naked while spooning his young Japanese slave, Special K. His back was touching her. She was tied tight and unable to move. Still, she felt nothing but joy seeing her Master spoon his little imp. They both looked so happy and peaceful sleeping together with her in his arms.

She thought over her body: how was completely unable to move and this caused a warm glow within her. She thought about it, why it felt so warm and realized that, despite the mild discomfort, it felt safe. Rather than feeling any twinge of jealousy that her Master is spooning another slave, this added to the warmth she felt. She was both safe and proud. Her Master had bound her lovingly the night before because he didn't want her to get away.

Not that she ever wanted to escape, but if she did, her Master would hunt her relentlessly. If she moved thousands of miles away and  evaded him for years...he would eventually track her down and...

She thought about it...and rescue her. Rescue her from the mundane and boring life she'd built without him. And omg, would he be pissed! If she was unable to serve his fiendish desires for years? Such a volcano of anger and perversions would surely be released on her for days, no weeks on end.

Now she wanted to touch herself. But her hands were firmly held by the ropes and the thick metal cuffs holding her in place. Already away for several minutes and I haven't cum, she thought. She looked over at her Master again. Then her eyes drifted to Special K.

Special K was indeed a little imp. Weighing barely 90 pounds she was a short yet well proportioned Japanese hottie. Her cute sleepy face full of innocence. Her long, straight black hair so shiny and pretty. And as soon as Ashlie's eyes drifted to her body she cursed the bonds preventing her from rubbing her clit as examined her delightful body.

Master had trained her well. Whenever she saw a naked, slim girl -- she had to touch herself. Ashlie prided herself in the number of orgasms she'd given her Master. She did a rough calculation her head but couldn't believe the result. The number was too high. If she started off a blog entry stating such an impossibly high figure, her Master's readers wouldn't possibly believe that the number was real. But it was very real. She'd been thoroughly trained to be a cum slut -- she smiled with confidence that she was on par with and could hold her own with sex slave in history.

She managed to gently nudge her Master. She needed to subtly wake him if he was to free her hands so she could cum. But alas, she was stuck. And he slept some and she was forced to repeatedly flex her strong PC muscles while she rocked her hips...imagining that he was fucking her.

Suddenly she felt guilty. She was imagining him fucking her bare pussy. And god did his cock feel good. But she should have been imagining him fucking her ass. But it was this cursed position: spread eagle on her back. Not exactly the best place to have your ass penetrated.

Instead, she modified her fantasy in her head. She thrust her hips back and forth while squeezing her pussy muscles but now her pussy was now being filled by thick purple strap-on dildo worn by Special K.  Her pussy was literally dripping as she thrust and dreamt about being filled by this sexy addition her their lives.

And yet still...she couldn't touch herself. She was bound. Safe. Awaiting her Master to awaken.

[To be Continued]

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Love Note from a slave #2

I had never cried before during a scene. Then again, I had never been hit so hard, so unforgivingly, or so repetitively in such a short amount of time. He had proven to be different from the other Doms I had experienced before though. He had already shown me so many new and wonderful things in just two sessions alone.

The punishment was to be 47 lashes on the backside. They were to be administered with His leather belt. Needless to say I was terrified. His dominance assured me, though, that there was nothing to fear. Not really. He had me bent over the bed, bare-assed, hands over my head, ring gag in my mouth, and face being pressed into my soaked panties.

I was fine until the thirteenth lash came down. He reminded me that thirteen was His favorite number, and He wanted it to really count. The lash came down hard, so hard that the force of it pushed the first sobs out of me. They came so unexpectedly, and the next thing I knew, tears were streaming down my face. With the ring gag in my mouth, my sobs were loud and I was unable to muffle them or cover them. All I could do was keep crying. Keep counting each lash number out loud. Keep sobbing out "Thank you Sir".

Calling out "yellow" to slow the scene or "red" to stop the scene were not even options for me. Truth is, as bad as it hurt and as overwhelmed as I was, I did not want it to stop. I can't remember a single moment during the punishment that I thought to myself "I wish this was over already". At the same time, it wasn't a pain I enjoyed. It was't a pain that gave me sexual satisfaction. The satisfaction that the punishment evoked was much deeper than that. A satisfaction to my submissive self. A satisfaction that I could and would take every lash He delivered. Too many times had I experienced Doms who treated me like I was so fragile and breakable. At my showing the slightest bit of discomfort they would slow down or stop altogether. He wasn't like that though. He knew I could handle it. Showed me that I could take it. And when it was all said and done, and the tears were still welling up in my eyes and streaming down my face, He looked down at me and smiled His wonderfully beautiful smile. "You were very good," He said. I melted. That's when I knew. This is what I needed. This is what I craved. To be so completely overtaken, so completely overwhelmed. Then, at the end of it all, to look up into a strong, caring, and reassuring face and hear the words "good girl" murmured in my ear.

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A love note from a slave

A love note from a slave:

The next day when You are gone,
I can still feel You.

I can feel the heat from Your hands smacking my ass through my jeans as I sit.

I can feel You biting my lip when You kiss me.

I can feel Your desire to see me cum still resonating in my pussy.

I can feel the sting on my face as if I were still there.

I can feel the control in Your hands when they're on my throat.

I can feel Your excitement build from the noises I make.

I can feel Your power evolve as I react to Your control.

I can feel Your trust in me as I give in to Your will.

I can feel You grow with every new experience.

I can feel Your need to have me, to own me, to have me do anything for You.

I can feel that You need this as much as I do.

Days away I can still feel You
Touching me, changing me

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