Master was pissed! I had no idea what was wrong, but I knew he would tell me. I assumed the position as quickly as I could once he slammed through the door, on my knees, hands palms up on top of them, head turned to the floor, back straight, ready for Master’s every command. He barked an order, and I all but ran to get him his plate of food, his drink was already sitting in front of him at his spot on the table. As my naked body appeared carrying his tray, he never once turned to look at me. I knelt next to his chair and placed the food in front of him, keeping my eyes on the plate. I could feel him staring at the side of my face as I cut up his food to feed him, but I knew better than to look at him. I was almost done with the preparation of his food, but before I knew what was happening, he was lifting me off of the floor. He carried me over to the living room windows, large floor-to-ceiling windows, and pressed my entire body up against it. We were high above the city, but I knew that if any of our neighbors looked out, they would see my naked form pressed against the glass. One of his hands came up to cover one of my tits as the other slid around front and into my cunt, covering the majority of my nudity even as he started fucking me with his fingers. His lips found my ear and started whispering harshly into it, all the atrocities that had happened that day, along with his displeasure at the way I had sent him to work without a blow job. I knew better than to say anything before he gave me permission, so I didn’t. Then, he was ramming his cock into my ass while he fingered my cunt, and I moaned and groaned with the sensations, but still didn’t dare to open my mouth. There, pressed against the window high above the city, for all the world to see, I was fucked hard enough to rattle the glass over and over.
Category: Slave training
Scat phone sex Becoming a Dirty Whore
It was time for yearly review and in not sure what I did to displease Master but from what I’ve heard in the works and the giggles as I pass by my comrades has me worried. I was a big girl though and loved being Master’s property. So I knew I could do whatever he had planned for me! It didn’t make me any less nervous though when I met Master and found the other Masters in our community and their slaves all together in our shower room. Incense burning in every corner and the room lit by candles giving it an oddly supernatural quality as my lungs filled with the smell of sandalwood and jasmine. I went to kneel before my Master. Presenting myself with palms up and knees parted so he could inspect me. “Go slave, kneel in the middle of the room over the drain and present.” I moved into the position as told and Master and two others came to me with unprocessed jute rope. The fibers were rough and itchy as they tied my arms to my chest, wrist to my thighs, and thighs to my calves. Forcing me to stay in position 1 without hurting myself and then tied my hair to my ankles making my back arch and forcing me to look up rather than the traditional down. I still wasn’t sure what my task was, but based on the sadistic grins and sympathetic glances from the other submissives I was sure it would not be good. I became excited when I heard the sound of belts and flies being undone. Looking over to see what I was assuming would be hard cocks but realized in a few seconds, as they all squatted on the tiled floor and started to grunt I was not going to get fucked anytime soon. As they all unloaded their bowels onto the tiled floor. Their slaves coming over and scooping up the shit, mouthing their apologies as they started to smear me with shit. My Master laughed at my disgusted face and grinned down at me. “I thought I’d make you into the dirty whore I know you are. Aren’t you going to say thank you?” I felt my stomach roil, the smell, the feeling, it was just making me sick but I was a good slave. So well trained I would do anything and everything to make my Master happy. Even if it was to say “Thank you Master for making me a dirty whore”
Your Submissive Toy
I know exactly how you like women…completely helpless! The only thing that matters to you is filling my holes. I understand baby. I love to be your whore. Your pleasure and entertainment is what matters most. Do you wanna see me squirm? I know you like the way my tits jiggle when they’re bound. Put some nipple clamps on me, tie my wrists to my ankles and you can fuck both my holes all night long. When you slap my ass, it gets my pussy dripping wet. Anything you want to shove in there, I’ll take. Show me off to your friends,so they know what a submissive slut I am for you. Once they see me tied up and gagged, they will want to play too. I’m ready to be your subby toy!
Anal Slave training with Naomi
I absolutely love anal sex. Anything to do with it. I love the feeling of my tight little asshole being stretched out as Master’s cock slides in and out of it. When I first got in to the S&M scene, Master told me that a good sub needs to love anal sex. I liked it, sure, but I didn’t love it. For 6 months Master would not allow me to cum unless there was something in my ass. I was not allowed to touch myself unless Master was inside me. After my training, I absolutely love it. I cum so hard every time Master fucks my tight little hole. I love it when he just has his way with me and my body. Please fuck my ass, Master!
Naomi is a Pissing phone sex whore
My master caught me using the toilet.
I am under very strict rules.
I am to use the toilet in a bowl.
I have to save my piss and shit all day long.
I am not allowed to wipe my dirty pussy or dirty asshole
Master wants me to be a nasty toilet whore!
He was so angry when he saw me using the toilet.
He grabbed me by my hair and smashed my face in the toilet.
He told me how long he had been holding his piss and shit.
He was waiting for me all day long.
He ate a juicy and greasy burger.
He tied me up, put a ring in my mouth to force my mouth open.
He unzipped his pants and pulled his rock hard smelly cock and pushed it in my mouth.
I started choking on his forceful piss stream.
He farted as he pissed in my mouth and it smelled awful.
I could hear his stomach churning as he emptied his bladder down my throat.
I knew he was about to empty his rotten bowels all over my face.
Slave Training FINALLY Begins!!
Finally, I have found a lover willing to teach me to be a good slave. He wanted my submission, but when I told him how interested I was in learning to be a slave, it was game over. He taught me the proper position to greet my master in, whatever hour of the day, and wherever we are. He told me that my dirty mind would have to be reserved for him and only him whenever he requested it. I was given a whole list of things that are and aren’t acceptable, and I really hope that I don’t screw up too badly, because apparently punishments can be much harsher than are doled out to a submissive slut. By the time we finished our amazing session, I was a little more informed on what it means to be a slave, and he was a very happy lover. I surely hope that he comes round again, and maybe I can find another mentor or 2 who would be willing to help expand my horizons.