Being a submissive whore is the only thing I know. Yesterday master wanted to decorate the tree for the holiday season, he stuffed my cunt full of tree ornaments, they were the old glass kind and as he stuffed them in my pussy and there was no more room, they would break from the force of his shoving the next one in. My pussy was bleeding and cut from him forcing more and more ornaments in me. \When he was done he pulled them all out and put me face down and ass up filling me with whiskey so that he could drink it out of me. I was his human flask, It burned so bad but I new better then to cry out or complain. That would have earned me more punishment. I know how to be the best submissive I can be and to tell you the truth when it was all over the juices that my pussy produced were very soothing.
Usually when I am not the good submissive whore that I am supposed to be Master dishes out corporate punishment, flogging, gang bangs , bare bottom spankings, things of that nature. If the offense is more severe it will be addressed by withholding food and drink or locking me in my cage for long periods of time, not even letting me out to use the bathroom. But never has Master done what he did to me last night and I am furious. Of curse how mad I am is of not relevance to anything and this is the only place I dare vent. I don’t know what would happen if Master ever saw this, But right now I am willing to take a chance. Last night he threw a huge holiday bash. Usually I would be serving his guests; every whim. I love these parties and how he lets me serve then all. But not this time. This time he locked me in my cage in the middle of the room with a sign that said “Do Not Feed The Subby” Everyone walked around the room and ignored me. It was like I didn’t exist. i couldn’t say or do anything. I could hear Master laughing and joking about me while he flirted with other women. I have never been so mad! I need to be out serving Master and his friends, even if they degrade and use me. At least it is some type of acknowledgment that I exist. I am still in this cage and Master has not so much as breathed in my direction.
I love the holidays but Thanksgiving is a special holiday in our house. Master buys all the fixings for a huge diner and I spend the day before Thanksgiving naked in the kitchen cooking his favorite dishes while he barks orders at me and keeps my ass nice and red with spankings as cum drips down the inside of my legs. On Thanksgiving Day Master dresses me in his favorite pink waitress outfit and invites all his single male friends over for a feast. I serve them dutifully all day long. After dinner I serve them drinks while they relax and watch the game and I clean up. By the time the game is over they are all horny and drunk and I get all their attention. I know to be naked and waiting in my cage before the last play of the game. My pussy is wet knowing what will cum next. I silently give thanks for the abuse and attention that I crave and deserve.
I knew when he pulled his cock out and started jerking it while ordering me to suck his balls as he watched his latest bondage porn that he found the methods used to his liking. Just as the porn was coming to an end I felt the smack across my face before I felt the jet of cum spew all over my face before he shoved me in my cage. Laying here covered in his cum I finally move to wipe it off as I hear the door slam. He will be home soon with some new contraption that reminds him of the film we just watched and he will be using them on me. I shake and my pussy convulse.
When your born to be a submissive whore it is all you know. So when I see all the romantic crap they show on TV or in the movies I just can’t relate. I know deep long passionate kisses on screen make most women weak in the knees and all horny and turned on. All I can think about is how incomplete it is without him biting her lip and drawing blood. When i see a love scene where a man is gently caressing his woman and she is being brought to the heights of passion by his sweet embrace. All I can think about is how much better that would be if her tits had nipple clamps with rings that were attached to rope and hooks in the ceiling, pulling them so taunt that the pain turned to pleasure. And how much more he would love it if in addition to that her wrists and ankles were bound to the corners of the bed so that she was spread eagle and vulnerable to his touch. Top all that off by blindfolding her so that she can’t see what is coming. Make her smell the fresh leather of the whip as you run it over her body watching the goose flesh form as she anticipates when the stinging crack will touch her tender skin changing it from alabaster white to crimson red with small droplets of blood rising to the surface waiting to escape through the pores so that you can lick it from her body. I don’t know about you but the thought of having heated sex like this has my pussy all wet and aching to cum. That other vanilla, fairy tale shit is for the birds and would never make my pussy such a cream covered mess. 
The pure evil was shooting from his eyes. The mean was oozing out of his pours. Just his presence made my pussy wet and my body shook with fear.
I tried not to let it show that he was exciting me more then intimidating me because I knew what would happen and that is when I felt the first solid smack across my face. My head snapped back and my face stung from where his hand connected with my flesh.
Involuntarily my cunt let out a stream of cum as it twitched with desire,
As soon as he noticed the wet spot he spit in my face and threw me to the floor kicking me in the ribs. Despite the searing pain my pussy began to pump more cum, further angering him.
the more he beat me the more I came and the more enraged he became.
I thought he would beat me to death, but after a time he got tired and fell into a drunken sleep after cumming and pissing all over my battered body.
As I lay there half conscience I came again before drifting into a darkness of my own.
I knew when Master took me to the football game that there was more to it then him just being nice. he is never nice without an ulterior motive.
I had no idea what it was but the entire game my cunt was throbbing as I waited for the shoe to drop. The anticipation was killing me.
After the game master took my hand and led me to the locker room. I just knew that he had given me to the team as a reward for winning and I braced myself for the gang bang I was about to get. A team of hot and sweaty football players had my panties soaking wet.
What happened next surprised me more then anything. It seems master has a male submissive on the team. He was tied up in the shower and we were all alone. laying next to him was more rope and I knew it was for me.
In came the team, they snatched me up and strung me up just like Masters male submissive.
My cunt wouldn’t stop flowing, it was dripping down the inside of my legs. I knew we were both in for the time of our submissive lives.
He came home from work and told me he was throwing a party. I had two hours to get everything arranged an I best not fuck anything up…
I did as I was told with a wet pussy knowing that he was already well on his way to being drunk and he would share me with all his friends.
Just before the first guest arrived he pulled out a rubber suit ordering me to put it on. It covered me from head to toe with only three holes in the entire thing, one for each fuck hole. I couldn’t see, it was hot and sticky and not very comfortable but the anticipation of what this meant for me had my cunt gushing before I knew it.
He made me the Rubber Maid, the Latex Fuck Doll, the center of attention at the party.
I lost count of how many dicks came in which holes that night. I can’t wait for him to take it out and put it on me again!
I sat and watched while he fucked her pussy. I have to say that I dervived a great deal of pleasure this time. I don’t know who she is or what she did to him but he was fucking tearing her ass up. He wasn’t fucking her gently at all and it was making my pussy wet as fucking hell! I wanted to finger my cunt so bad. To ease the building ache from between my legs. He wouldn’t let me turn away. I warched him shoved her off the bed and onto all fours right in front of me, yanking her hair back roughly and coming away with a hand full of hair before ramming his cock in her ass hard and rough with no lube…..his face was red and yelling at her with all the anger he could mustar. By the time he decides to toss her aside and takes my fucking cunt, he will be a little more gentle, maybe.
He came home smelling of whiskey and looking like he hadn’t slept, showered or shaved all weekend. He looked at me locked in the cage where he left me Friday evening. I was tiered and hungry and covered in my own filth. I dared not open my mouth to ask any questions, I just hoped he was in a good mood and would finally let me out. To my relief he bent down and picked up the cage with me in it and carried me to the bathroom where he unlocked the door and told me to get cleaned up and to clean up my mess. Not looking at him I said “Yes master” and did as he asked as quickly as I could. When I got out of the bathroom I was told to cook him a meal and to make enough for myself. I would have to eat on the floor I knew, but I was so hungry and grateful! After we ate he showered and then he bent me over the couch and fucked his little slut good. I needed that and was glad he fell asleep so I could stretch out on the floor at the foot of his bed and sleep too!
