The Rent – Part 7
Afterwards we took a shower together where he taught me to be his bathroom slave and properly assist his during showering. I tried my best not to get myself in trouble while in the shower but it was hard as the warm water started flowing down my back and soothing my skin that was aching pleasurably. Once back in the living room, Mr. R sank into the couch and ordered me to show him my blowjob skills. He corrected every mistake that I made with a slap on my face until he was satisfied.
“Kneel in front of me, mouth wide.”
He instructed as his face twisted in pleasure. Suddenly he kicked my knees apart harshly to give a more pleasing look at my spread pussy. I was happy as he then came on my face.
In time, our five hours were up. Silently I packed my things and tried to ignore how flustered I felt when he stood behind me and grabbed my hips, pressing them against his own.
“How bad do you want me to fuck you, Artig?”
The blush on my face was more evident and I hid it by hanging my head down, letting my hair fall over my face.
“Terribly, Master.”
He said nothing, instead he walked away and allowed me to finish packing my things. I walked out into the hallway where I was pushed against the wall and felt his large hand grip my throat. Our eyes linger together as he fondled both my breasts for some seconds before he allowed me to go back home.
The Rent – Part 6
“Have you ever been placed on an electric winch before?” He asked me with a soft smile.
“No, Sir!”
I shook my head no but was eager to try the device that hung from the ceiling. He didn’t hesitate to place my arms on the metal bar and let it pull me up until my feet barely touched the ground.
What proceeded was a very skilled session that started with a flogger for warm up and ended with a long cane. I was more than pleased by the riding crop that was used in the middle of the session. Mr. R circled me thoughtfully, he was looking for every reaction to his actions and at some point I was not sure how far he would go. It was clear that he really liked to hit me. I bit my lip extremely hard, not being able to battle the subspace that I fell into. The session turned me on, each hit was filled with more pleasure than pain and my head started to swim with all the endorphins that I was feeling.
The Rent – Part 5
He was asking me, but it sounded more like a firm statement. I nodded and carefully went to retrieve my dildo from my bag after asking for his permission to do so. After being directed to the position he enjoyed me in the most, I was made to ride the dildo as a show for him and I couldn’t help but moan and gasp under his gaze. Shock filled me when he suddenly excused himself and left the room shortly, right when I was about to release. I nodded and brought myself to a more comfortable position. Mr. R entered the room and his face contorted in anger.
“Who said that you could move?”
I fell flat on my ass when he went on to explain that I had to be punished. He advanced closely to me, making my breath hitch.
“Being punished means that you will be hit in ways that you will not enjoy.”
My eyes widened again when he got up again and returned with his belt. Mr. R forced me over the couch and leaned closed to my ear.
“Count every strike until ten.”
The first strike made me jump, I managed to mutter the first number. At the second strike I was already pleading and saying that this punishment may be too hard to take. Mr. R was polite, he comforted me and gave me the decision of stopping the punishment or continuing. I was torn. On one hand I was terribly afraid of what could happen but I was also just as horny. So I decided to go on and take my punishment, so he gave me the remaining of my eight strokes and he was right, I didn’t enjoy it.
“For being a good girl and taking your punishment well, now it is time to be hit in the way that is fun for you.”
The Rent – Part 4
Even though pain still lingered on my skin, wetness was threatening to push past my lips. I could tell Mr. R was satisfied by my frazzled state and allowed dinner to begin. We had chatted for a while until Mr. R it found it was time for us to pack up and head back downstairs.
“Finish your wine,” he commanded softly.
I had poured too much in my glass and hadn’t thought much of it but Mr. R was adamant that I finished my drink.
“It was irresponsible of you to give yourself more than you can handle, and now you refuse to finish?”
I was forced on all fours.
“What does responsibility mean to you, Artig?”
A confused look was all I could offer him, I was then punished hard with his hand on my ass. Mr. R asked me the same questions four times and each time I failed to give a satisfying answer. To my surprise, when I looked up at his face he seemed amused.
“Responsibility is not simply large tasks alone. Gaining a true sense of responsibility comes from the mindfulness of the smallest tasks that you perform.”
He spoke so eloquently that I didn’t notice the unfinished glass of wine that was being held up to my face.
“Drink it.”
This time there was no room for refusal, so I did. It was hard to ignore the stinging that rested on my ass as we made our way back downstairs. I was commanded to make coffee, in the process he trained me on how to do it and how to hold and present the cup to him politely. It took a few tries but eventually he was satisfied. I was waiting in kneeling position while he finished his drink.
“I’m sure you brought your own toys with you for this endeavor.”
The Rent – Part 3
I was grateful that he allowed me to rest in this position for some time, making a note to run his hand through my hair before getting up to grab a bottle of sparkling wine and two glasses.
“I thought before doing anything too intense today, we would have a nice dinner on my terrace. As my slave today you will help me prepare so here is what you’re going to put in the basket.”
Before I knew it I was back on my feet and with a large picnic basket in my hand. Mr. R was spilling so many commands, I almost couldn’t keep up. A blush heated over my face when I noticed his gaze on my dress. It was like he was undressing me all over again, or maybe he was appreciating the way that the dress hugged my body. We trailed upstairs and I awed over the terrace that was built with a high ceiling. Mr. R muttered something about the terrace being built in a way that stops other people from being able to look inside. I wasn’t sure how true that was but I decided not to hesitate when he commanded me to get undressed. This is when he made me prepare the table and also dinner for tonight. As I turned around, our eyes met. Eye contact broke for a moment when his gaze moved down to my breasts, he seemed to enjoy them.
Tingles spread all over my body when he toyed with my nipples, softly at first. My core began to tighten as he stared into my eyes while tugging at my nipple piercings. Suddenly a jolt of pain erupted through me when he squeezed them both, my eyes widened and had to look away immediately.
“Lock at me!”
“Did that hurt?” he asked with a sadistic smile.
The Rent – Part 2
For the week that had passed by, I only felt excitement for being rented out by Mr. R but now that I was waiting at his door it seemed that I am now more nervous than anything. It felt like many minutes had passed by until the door was opened, I almost hadn’t noticed it at first. My eyes blinked slowly when the tall man blinked at me wordlessly. I was taken aback by the sudden smile he gave me, it made the black suit he wore less intimidating.
“Hello, Artig. It’s nice having you.”
“Hello, Sir. Thank you.”
I stiffened at the hand he placed on my back, guiding me inside the house. My eyes made a note of everything that we walked past, everything was so simple and well put together.
“You can go bring your bag into the bathroom now.”
Thank god something that I was familiar with. It calmed me down. It was usually my sign to get ready to Fuckdoll standards and when negotiating, Mr. R decided that proper standards were for me to be naked but with heels on. It didn’t take long for me to head back into the kitchen where Mr. R was waiting for me. He hadn’t noticed me at first as he was searching for something in the cabinet but when he turned around a look of shock was all over his face.
“What is this? Since when are slaves allowed to be intrusive!”
My eyes widened in embarrassment as he laughed at my naked state. He sent me back into the bathroom to change so that we can resume his plans for tonight. Now in my dress once again, Mr. R noticed that I was really nervous and walked over to me silently.
“Kneel for me.”
The Rent – Part 1
“How do you feel about Mr. R?”
My owner and I watched carefully as the tall man and his slave moved carefully around our backyard. We were having a barbecue with some friends that we often interacted with in the kink community. When meeting Mr. R for the first time, it was clear that both Masters had an interest in each others slaves so they were invited to the gathering in order for us to get to know them more.
“I like him.”
It was more of the fact that he was mysterious to me than anything else. Mr. R was clearly experienced and he had told us many things about his journey in BDSM, but it felt like I hadn’t learned anything about him at all. I took notice of the fact that he barely looked at me except for those sweeping glances he made when my owner was describing my qualities as a professional Fuckdoll. It was like he was unsure whether or not he should close on a business deal, it made me feel hot all over. On the other hand, my owner made it clear that he was intrigued by the slave in front of us. His arm was wrapped around my waist and his eyes trailed over her in interest as they did the entire night. I smiled mischievously when she returned his gaze with a blushed stare. She would endure much with my sadistic Master.
“It’s settled then,” my ears perked at Mr. R’s sounds of approval.
“Next Saturday, we will have each others slaves for five hours only.”
My owner picked his drink off the table and gave me a final look. I knew he was waiting for final thoughts on the agreement, in return I nodded my head with a reassuring smile. With a pleased look my Sir nodded back and sipped his drink. I blew out a breath of nervousness and then also one of frustration.
How embarrassing 🙈... but I guess its part of the punishment to pose naked while owner does some photos of his toy. Usually I really enjoy doing housework in my outfit but as I was ordered to do it, there was a completely different vibe 😅.
Dear Gentlemen, I planned to release my story today but I commenced a terrible mistake. As the photos did not show the other Master I assumed I do not have to ask for his permission before publishing it in the Gentlemen's Club. However, my owner corrected this assumption as I am writing about him and I am now waiting for the "Go" of the other Master 🙈
It is clear that I will be punished for letting you wait and of course for not having asked the friend of my owner 😅... At least you will receive two post after all.
As an immediate punishment, my owner ordered me to vacuum the entire house in heels before having my dinner 😭😭😭
Phase II of my anal training session😇
Dear Gentlemen, please enjoy the next part. It has a very slow paste, however, it was meant as a real training exercise to further increase my wish to be fucked in the ass. And those sessions just work too good 🙈. By forcing me to take it slow and feel the anal penetration my horniness kept growing and growing.
As a long term result, every time my owner inserts a plug into my ass I get instantly wet and have the desire to be fucked 🙈
I was editing the next "anal training" part when I received a message from my owner: "Want to start the weekend with some relaxing activity. Get dressed in your standard outfit and await me on the couch. You may also wear your mask so I can do some photos"...
This is how my owner found his toy on the couch 🙈 and waiting to be used 🤤
Phase I of my anal training session 🙈
This is the first part in which you can observe how I am trained to become a better anal fuckdoll 😇. It is only a short video but the following parts will be significantly longer as my owner was recording all the time 😏
A Gentlemen of our club was also so nice to let me know he enjoyed the subtitles in my last email video. I decided to keep them 😊. Maybe you are also interested to hear how cocky I can be 😅
Dear Gentlemen, this is a little teaser for the upcoming weekend 😇! Unfortunately, I was not able to do pictures during the session as I was rented out to another master but I will do my best to tell you what happened in my story 😊! I am already working on it and I am sure you will enjoy the kinky details.
There will be some nice "after the session shoots" like these three. I think you do not have that many photos of me with heavy marks so hopefully you Gentlemen find joy in them 😏...
And here the second part of the photo shoot 😊. In fact, it was not only a shoot as my owner used the Evening to increase my positive conditioning towards anal usage. One might think, "the bigger the dildo the better" but not in the case. For this type of conditioning, a maximum of stimulation which is achieved by this ball-dildo in combination with being kept horny and finally being able to cum leads to the best results. At least for your fucktoy 🙈.
...after such intensive sessions I keep asking my owner to please use my asshole for at least 2-3 days 🙈
Dear Gentlemen, originally I planned to dress up in the outfit you chose by the polls (Dress a Doll) and have a good time with a kinky friend who wanted to stay over night 🤤. Unfortunately, he got ill and could not come so my owner decided to have a "little" photo shoot instead. He got very ambitious 😅 and did way too many photos and videos so I will keep posting them bit by bit. First the photos and then the videos 😏. I hope I did some good posing and ass play for you Gentlemen 🙈!
Dear Gentlemen, as decided by the poll I will start from now on to include little peeks into our everyday dynamics 😇. Posts of this kind will also have the corresponding label.
Dressed in my owners favorite outfit I was doing porn "research" 🙈, chatting with you and editing future posts 😊. However, I was rudely interrupted by him to pose and to give you an impression 🙈...
My dear Gentlemen, as promised please find the complete picture set of the little surprise I had for my owner.
I asked him to sit down and chose which outfit variation he would like me to wear for the Evening and to record every variation 😇... Little did he know!
First, I just came into the room where he was sitting with just my usual business outfit. "Nice but not special, ok". Next I showed him the combination of business plus plug. "Much better", he loves plugs and was already close approving it 😊. Finally and before cumming into the room, I started to shake my pussy and thereby creating this lovely bell-sound 🙈... Anticipation was build up. Well, as you may have guest he was quite stunned with this pervered variation 😎
I hope you enjoy my Christmas pussy bell song 🙈!
The Social Gathering: Part 4
Panting between the ball gag, the first cock slides quite nicely in her ass. Her gaze is fixed towards the ceiling, leaving her to concentrate on the strong thrust being received. The man does not care to satisfy his partner. It only seeks to please himself until he cums and then move on.
In... and out. In... and out. He thrust as if doing it with a fleshlight and not a person.
Or maybe, in the midst of the blissful sea of pleasure, that was what she had become.
The idea only served to arouse her even more as the man shot his load deep inside her ass. Without delay a new cock was shoved in without a lack of delicacy. Much like the first man, it only sought to please itself.
But the Doll had been used for hours now. Non-stop playing had left her lustful body in a need to release it all. Even if it went without a care for her, or perhaps because of that, it only felt better and better with each thrust.
Her eyes get lost in the ceiling.
Her mind gets filled with nothing but cocks. If it hadn't already.
A degenerate smile forms on her lips.
In a sea of depravity, the Doll gets lost as the guests fuck her throughout the night.
The Social Gathering: Part 3
They had been playing with the doll's pussy for hours now. Using all sizes of vibrators on her without a moment of rest. In a sadistic fashion, they overload the senses of the doll past her limit until she has yet another orgasm in a matter of minutes after the last one.
"Mn-?!"
They move the plug in and out, seeking to stretch the anus nicely for their use. While the nymphomaniac Doll secretly delights on the assault.
The doll lay down, her legs spread open and her vagina bright red.
"Hng!"
"Mhnh!"
"Who gave you permission to cum?"
"Nmh- Nhgh!"
"I can't hear you."
The Master punished the Doll with the invited assistance of the guest. The guest gladly decided to partake in putting the greedy whore in front of them what her place was. Each took a turn spanking the Doll's vagina as punishment for having multiple orgasms without permission.
But it was just half of it.
After several rounds of spanking, the butt plug was removed and the Doll's gap1ng ass was ready and served for the guest to use to their heart's content.
The Doll could not see who was first, but that didn't matter. She craved the sensation of a male cocks ravaging her, using her for their pleasure, putting her beneath their members and then themselves.
Soon enough, she got her wish.
"Mn-HN- NH!!!"
The Social Gathering: Part 2
Without a word, she stops and quickly fetches the drink for the guest, albeit with great difficulty. The guest does not look directly at the Doll, his attention remains focused on his chatting partner next to him. After taking the drink, the Doll resumes servicing the man's cock, feasting like an animal on it. The man cannot hold any longer. He grabs the head of the doll, forces his rock-hard cock deep into her throat and holds her in place.
"Mnh! Guh! Mhpf!"
"Ngh..!"
Finally, the long awaited sperm of the man poured into her throat. The feeling of suff0cation wets her. Her mind focuses on the sensation of the cock still in her mouth, pouring the nectar she so craves with maddening lust.
"Let me sit there, I wanna try it."
"Ah... Huh."
The other guest signals his friend to let him on the seat. After the recoil of the ejaculation, the man simply nods and pulls out his member from the Doll which gasps for air. Cum and drool leaks out of her mouth. The Doll's head follows the cock being taken away from her like an addict. Ah, but there is no need to fret. The other guest sits, and pulls out his already erect cock, the look overwhelms the doll and further wets her dirty wholes, begging to be used.
The Doll, like a good girl, immediately feast on the new cock presented. Slowly, thoroughly, diligently. As she should.
"...Ngh!! Mngh!! Hnh... Hnh!!"
"Ah, did this bitch came again?"
"Let me try this one."
"Mmmnh!!!"
"Ah! What a nice reaction!"
The Doll was tied up and immobilized. Having finished her role serving drink as well as drinking plenty of sperm herself, the Rigger proceeded to bound her body to prevent any further struggle, gag her mouth in order to make her silent for once, and a butt plug firmly put in her ass... For later.
"Mnn~! Mn~!"
The Social Gathering: Part 1
"Alright... All nice and tight."
After finishing his job, the man straightened his back. Letting out a small grunt before facing the man next to him.
"Well, isn’t that a good look. You always do it so nicely."
"Aah you flatter me, I just do my best."
"The other guest will arrive shortly, why don't you stay and join us?"
"Really? I'll be glad to accept then."
The rigger directs his attention to his work, a playful look on his eyes, and a soft grin appear as he scans the body below him.
"You hear that? You'll have more to do tonight. Aren't you glad?"
The freshly tied up body squirmed wordlessly. The woman, no, she was below that, she was a doll of sexual gratification. A doll has but one purpose; to serve, both Master and others that are above her.
The black spandexsuit obscured her body and constrained her arms, leaving the perky nipples of her breasts open up, her bare ass and legs as well. Her face was hidden among the outfit, leaving only her nose and lips for use.
And in those lips; A degenerate smile that happily nodded towards her superiors.
As a well-trained doll should.
"I'm telling you it's really good. You should try it."
"Mn... Hmpf... Schl... Haa..."
"Alright, next chance I'll give it a shot.
"Yeah, haha... Ah, the glass is empty. Looks like I need another one!"
"Hmn... Mn... Glu~ Glu~Glu~"
"I. Need. Another. Drink."
The guest loudly spoke, below, there was the doll obsessively sucking onto his member as if she were starving. She had been put into that position by order of her owner, the guests sitting in front shall be serviced properly, without asking, without saying. The two guests were chatting among each other as the tied-up doll serviced them with her mouth, licking the shaft passing with her whorish, tongue up and down. But then the call for drinks snaps the doll from its lascivious trance.
"..."
Today I had a little surprise for my owner 😊. Unfortunately, my nipple bells broke but I found another way to produce some lovely sound which I wanted to demonstrate him 😇 This is just a teaser and I will upload the other videos and photos shortly as my owner wanted to "improve" this setup 😅. Hope you enjoy it!
Center of Attention: Part 6
I now could tell why my Master had made a point of training me intensely for a week, even still I was exhausted. My owner gave me permission to cum while being played with, and I had came too many times to count. As the men finished up with me, my owner took his final photos and began to release me of my restraints. There was pride in his eyes, but he hadn’t spoken. I was gathered in his arms in which he murmured things that I couldn’t understand.
This was the best birthday I’ve ever had and it was all because I was the center of attention. The rest of the week was spent sightseeing and taking many photos. I was grateful to be taken away from the woodsy area of our home for just a bit. I never wanted it to end.
Center of Attention: Part 5
“Once this cage is opened, you will get to watch my Fuckdoll perform in all of the devices.”
My eyes widened. “There is one man for each device, everyone will use my Doll as instructed and listen for her safeword.” After confirming that I was ready to be used as a proper toy, I was placed into the first device where my legs were spread. My owner allowed the men to spectate as I laid there helplessly. My legs were strapped in and Sir pulled my underwear to the side which exposed my dripping cunt. My breasts were still hiding behind the thin material of the shirt but my nipples were poking out eagerly. Someone took the initiative of reaching over and twisting my nipple. This made the other men begin to step forward and run their hands against my body. I moaned as I felt many hands rub my body, I could tell that all were very horny and couldn’t wait any further. My owner randomly picked a man who didn’t hesitate to step forward. I leaned my head up to look at the bulge that waited in his pants. While he was unbuckling his pants, two men began sucking on my breasts. Another placed his cock in my mouth and began using my throat. I could see my owner watching alongside other men who were jerking their cocks and waiting their turn to play with the only Doll in the room. It seems as if hours went by the more I was being used. My holes were now sore from being pounded, fingered, and sucked on relentlessly.
Center of Attention: Part 4
My eyes lit up in excitement when we walked into a large room that glowed red. There were many cages, bondage devices and a giant cross that was pressed against the wall. There was nobody except my owner and I in here, we began to take pictures. He placed me in the same poses that we practiced in the hotel room. As I was bent over, my eyes were fixated on the large cage that was in the room. Suddenly I felt a vibrator being pressed against my clit. I bit my lip and listened as my owner unbuckled his pants. He was taking his time. “You’re going to be in there soon,” he breathed into the air. My cheeks reddened when my Sir made comments about how good his Doll looked. My owner shoved his cock inside my cunt, still holding the vibrator against me. I couldn’t help my moans even started to beg for release.
I was denied permission.
Pleasure and pain rippled throughout my body when I held back my release. My eyes rolled back when my owner suddenly pulled out of my cunt and pulled my head over to force his cock into my throat where he came. Like a good fuckdoll, I thanked my Master and waited for his next instruction. “Go stand in that cage,” Sir said after he gathered himself. Quickly I pushed myself off the floor and stood in the cage where he snapped a few photos. He stepped out of the room briefly and came back with a person who worked here. They closed me into the cage and I stood quietly waiting for the untold part of this surprise. I watched the door open once more and men began to pour into the room. All of them had masks on, my eyes were drawn to those who had leather on. They watched me with hungry eyes that made my legs squeeze once again. I was already turned on after being used by my Master and knowing that all these men wanted to touch me made me ache.
Center of Attention: Part 3
He leaned back further into the couch, lazily avoiding my prying gaze. “When do we leave?” I asked, now realizing that my birthday was in two days. “Tomorrow,” Sir looked at me, waiting. Tomorrow? I thought carefully. My eyes blinked a few times, then I hopped onto my feet in realization. “I have to pack!” He nodded for me to go upstairs and prepare for our flight tomorrow. This would be a hard task as I wasn’t even sure where we were going!
The next day we sat on the plane and I was fiddling with my fingers anxiously. My owner told me to make sure that I was well rested as I would have to get ready at the hotel as soon as we landed. Being smart, I leaned back and closed my eyes. Sir made a thoughtful sound beside me and rubbed his thumb over my hand. I smiled and drifted back into my sleep. “We have landed.” A voice murmured to me and was followed by a soft tug on my arm. It felt like a blur when we exited the airport and hopped into a taxi service. My eyes were wide with interest when I took note of all the buildings that we zipped by. “Don’t worry, once we’re done with your gift we will look around.” “Thank you, Sir” I thanked him again once he reached down to help me out of the taxi.
It seemed that we were short on time because my owner walked us briskly into the hotel and into our room. I was now excited and terribly anxious as my owner pulled out a shopping bag that I hadn’t packed. I looked inside and took out the clothing inside. It was a very short latex skirt and see through top that almost left nothing to the imagination. There were even latex thigh-highs that made me begin to squeeze my legs in anticipation. A quick shower fixed my anxiety. Now I was ready to look like the Fuckdoll I was trained to be. My owner put a crotchless underwear in my hands once I finished getting dressed. He then placed me in various positions that exposed my wet cunt and asshole before we had to make our way to the gallery.
Center of Attention: Part 2
“Come here,” Sir said with his legs spread enough for me to fit. I licked my lips, ready for him to take his cock out eagerly. Once my knees touched the floor, I looked up at him patiently. But after a moment of him not unbuckling his pants I got confused and reached for his cock instead. “No, not right now.” Suddenly his fingers dipped inside my hair. My eyes lowered at the sensation of my Master playing with my head, and I was able to rest my head against his lap and look at him. “You’ve been a very good fuckdoll,” his lips pursed in thought. “All your debts are paid and you finally get to know what your gift is.” I leaned my head up to listen, a mischievous look on his face made my eyes narrow suspiciously. I knew he wouldn’t tell me all the details of what was to happen.
“On your birthday you will be the center of attention,” Sir said with a smile. “For my Fuckdoll’s birthday she will be displayed in a gallery. Wonderful photos of you will be taken of you and of course other people will get to see my most prized possession.” I jumped up to hug my Master excitedly. For a while I had wanted to do a photoshoot, and for the entire day I would get to be shown off for my owner and make him proud. “That’s not even the best part!” He laughed into my ear. My head leaned back to look at him with wide eyes, shock pricked my skin with goosebumps. How could it get any better than this? “We are going to be traveling for this photoshoot,” Sir said, answering the question in my head promptly. “Where are we going!” My brain tried to think of all the places in the world that we could be going to and my owner watched me ponder before answering. “You will know once we get to the airport.”
Center of Attention: Part 1
Almost 1.5 years ago, I sat on the couch and waited for my owner who mentioned that he had a big surprise waiting for me. My birthday is coming up soon. I couldn’t help but smile in excitement every time I thought about what he would get me for this special day.
There was a clicking sound and shuffling heard at the front door, I waited patiently for him to settle. “Artig?” Sir called out. Immediately I stood up and walked towards him, it was hard to contain the smile on my face. My owner also looked at me with a smile but didn’t say anything at all. I was dying from anticipation. My eyes trailed around to look for any boxes or maybe something that I hadn’t noticed before but I couldn’t find anything. “You will not be finding out about your gift until a little bit later,” he finally revealed. “But this is a rather large gift and you will have to start paying your debts now.” My eyes widened slightly and I nodded my head knowing that instructions were to follow. “From now on you will be wearing your birthday suit until I say otherwise.” When I realized he was staring at me expectantly, I turned on my heels and went into the nearest bathroom to get undressed.
It was safe to say that I had spent the next few days paying my debts to my Master. I was being used thoroughly everyday and was not allowed to cum at all, no matter how much I begged for permission. My ass was stretched and my throat was sore from my mouth being fucked relentlessly. Even when I was desperately tired from being so used, my pussy was dripping heavily and waiting for my owner to use it once more.
