0 comments/ 37776 views/ 10 favorites Slut-Boy By: johnson69 Slut-boy is 22 years old and his Mistress is a friend of his mother. The two friends of Mistress are roughly the same age as Mistress, which is somewhere in the mid-forties. Mistress and slut-boy "Did you clean the bathroom yet, slut-boy?" "No." "I can't believe you just said that! It's a good thing your mother asked me to look out for you while you finished college. You'd have never made it!" "I'm sorry, Mistress. I meant to say, No, Mistress." "Get in there and clean the bathroom while I decide what I'm going to do to you for being so completely disrespectful." "Yes, Mistress. I'm sorry, Mistress. Mistress, it has been so long ... "Audacious little bitch, aren't you? Don't ask any questions right now." "No, Mistress. I just meant..." My words trailed off as she left the dining room in the middle of my explanation. She always liked how clean I kept the house, so I know I could make her happy even if she seemed upset at my oversight. She would be back soon enough after she's thought of how I should make up for my lack of respect. At any rate, I moved to the bedroom to take off all of my clothes, because Mistress doesn't like me to wear clothes when I'm cleaning the bathroom. She doesn't want me to get bleach on my clothes and make spots. I was cleaning the bathroom once and I came out with a bleached spot on my jeans and she went berserk. She had company over in the living room when I walked through and she hollered at me. . . . "You come over hear you stupid little slut. What did you do to those jeans that I bought you?" "Where, what, Mistress?" "Right there on the back of your leg. Take those pants off right now so you can see." I didn't know the people that she was talking too, but I took my pants off. I didn't have anything on underneath and I had already started to get excited, because when I clean the bathroom, she comes in there with me to make sure I get everything scrubbed. And when she yells at me, it's like a Pavlovian response anymore when she gets upset with me, because she makes me please her when she gets upset. And if I do that very well, she'll let me cum. And if I'm really good she'll make me drink my cum. With all of these thoughts going through my mind, plus I'm kind of an exhibitionist, too, my dick was really starting to get stiff with strangers around. It wasn't erect and plump, yet. But it was noticeably on the way. And it seemed like the more apparent it was, the more excited I got, so my dick just kept growing. Right here in front of strange guests. "What the fuck is wrong with you? Are you trying to embarrass me in front of my friends? You might as well take the rest of your clothes off now and completely embarrass yourself with your pitiful manhood. And from now on, don't wear your clothes when you're cleaning the bathroom. I don't want you ruining the clothes I buy you." By the time she pulled me by the ring that pierced the head of my dick over to stand in front the man and woman she had been talking with, I was fully erect. And the head of my dick felt like it was going to pop. "Have you ever seen such a pitiful little pencil dick in your entire life?" she asked the couple sitting on the couch. I knew I was in for it now. I could hear her voice change, which meant she was going into a rant. "Grab those balls!" she said to the woman as she pulled me closer to the couch. And the woman did, with a grip that belied her small frame. She grabbed, and pulled down, as if to see how far my scrotum would stretch. All the time, her thumb and middle finger were closing in an ever-tighter ring as she stretched my balls down. "My, that is a pitiful little toy. Who does he please with that thing?" the woman said. "Answer the question, slut-boy! Who do you please with that pencil dick? And don't say that you please me because I get no pleasure from that little toy. Answer!" "Yes, Mistress. I please me with it." One time when she went on a rant, she took a tape measure to my dick as she was yelling at me. She said it was only eight and a half inches and her smallest dildo was ten inches. She said my dick was only five and a half inches around. Shouldn't I be ashamed of thinking that I could please her with that dick when she used dildos bigger than that to fuck me. I should be thankful she lets me stay. The woman holding on to my balls let up pulling some, and was moving them around in her hand. But every now and then as she was moving them she would tighten her grip when they got in just the right position so that I felt that indescribable pressure-pain as they squeezed by in her hands changing positions. She would isolate one testicle and roll it back and forth between her finger and thumb with an ever-tightening grip. She watched my face flinch as she did all of this and she knew what she was doing. She would hold onto one of my testicles, and push the other up into my groin. And she was doing this all with one hand, and watching my face. I could tell I was in for an active night. This was not her first rodeo. Mistress had let go of the ring in my dick and was occasionally slapping the head of my dick and telling me I should be ashamed of standing in front of strangers with a stiff dick. All the while, she knows that this only excites me more. Sometimes when she lets me cum, she'll start dick-slapping when I get close, and that alone makes me cum. When she sees the pre-cum, she'll whack my dick and tell me to hold. As I start to strain she'll thump the head of my dick and tell me to stop. She'll finger the ring in my dick when she can see that I'm really close and straining to hold, and cum will dribble out. She really whacks the head then. But after she does that she'll rub the underside of the head under the foreskin, and I can't control it. A slow steady stream starts to push out with little gushes. She tells me what a pitiful specimen of a man I am with absolutely no control. She usually grabs my testicles and squeezes tightly at the base of my dick and yells, "Not yet!" But by this time it's no use and I'm shooting sperm all over the room, no matter where we are. While Mistress and the woman are pulling me and teasing me, the man who came with the woman was sitting there without saying a word. Just watching. Mistress asked him what he thought. And he said he was just getting extremely turned on. "Fred, slut-boy gives a sloppy deep blowjob. I'll have friends over to face fuck him just to keep him in line. He sometimes makes me wish I had a dick, he's so good at it. But when I get like that I just put on the strap-on and wear him out. After I finished with that, I make him suck my clit. If he cums before I've fucked my vagina with that pitiful piece of manhood, he's in for a night with the belt he won't forget for some time. He loves it. Tell Fred what a good blowjob you give for being such a pitiful piece of a man." She grabbed and pinched my nipple to pull me over and down on my knees where the man was sitting, but the woman still had hold of my balls and she clenched tighter and stretched my scrotum and then let go as Mistress kept pulling me over. By the time I was on my knees in front of the man I could tell he had been getting excited as he already had his dick out of his pants and it was already fully engorged. "See how nice I am to you, slut-boy? I know how you like big dicks and Fred is legendary. Don't you agree?" Mistress said. "Yes, Mistress. Thank you, Mistress." This was certainly a very large dick. All of the terms apply - horse-cock, monster-cock, massive-meat. I couldn't believe it. Mistress liked to watch men fuck my face. She wouldn't let them fuck me in the ass. That was for her. But she liked for men to gag me and choke me with their cum. Even some small dick men she brought over would be so forceful that they would push their dick so far down my throat that I would gag. I have no idea how I can get this fully engorged, perfectly shaped cut dick head into my mouth, let alone to the back of my throat. His balls hung down heavily, and one alone would fit in my mouth with difficulty. The thought of having this dick forced into me was getting my dick so pumped and rigid I could feel the skin and vessels stretching like never before. The man grabbed on each of my ears and pulled me to his monstrous member. I thought he was going to force it straight into my mouth. But he just held my head and moved his penis around my face and lips, telling my to lick the head and the frenulum. He slowly moved this mammoth around so that I licked the entire shaft and balls, and under his scrotum to his anus. I was so completely overwhelmed by the sensitivity with which he moved his penis around my face that the starkness of the next thing he did was even more overwhelming. In one smooth motion, he slid the shaft of his wet cock across my lips and then quickly forced the massive head between my lips and down to my throat before I knew it. Immediately, that slick gag milk came up from my throat and shot out my mouth. It spewed over his belly and balls and fell down on my dick and legs. That lubricating fluid covered everything and I knew that if I started rubbing my dick I would completely lose every drop of sperm I had in me. "I'm going to face fuck you like you will never be fucked again" he said at the same moment that he thrust that member down to back of my throat. My jaw hurt unbelievably. I don't know how it fit into my mouth, and that wasn't very far down the shaft. Licking the meatus was almost like licking a vagina. He had just part of the glans in my mouth when He finally shot sperm hitting the back of my throat. It just completely overflowed my meat-packed mouth. . . . Well, this is what goes through my mind every time I start to undress to clean the bathroom. And by the time I get the supplies to the bathroom, I'm half erect. Mistress always comes in and gives me special attention if I'm doing well. But today she's sure to make up for my disrespect. Even so, by the time I got to the bathroom, I was excited by the anticipation. "Slut-boy! Are you daydreaming in here?" "No, Mistress." "You know that you're going to have to make up for your disrespect." "Yes, Mistress." "Come here! Give me your nipples!" And she put the cloverleaf clamps on my nipples. Whenever she put the clamps on, she would get them positioned just right so that the clamp closed with just the very end of the nipple exposed so that it puffed up a little when the pressure increased. It made a kind of stop so that the clamps wouldn't slide off easily. She would squeeze them tightly to get them started, and then start pulling on them so that they would be set in place with the little rubber studs of the clamps nesting in my nipple. After a few minutes she would rotate the clamps so that they crimped my nipples in the opposite direction from where she started. Mistress would let them get well set and then start to add weight. She might hang her dildo from the chain, or the spray bottle of cleaner I was using. I have no idea what she was going to do now, since she was so upset. She put the clamps on in the usual fashion. While they were getting set the way she liked them, before she changed the position, she grabbed my scrotum and started neatly wrapping a small chord around my balls, starting at the base of my penis and wrapping downward, crowding my testicles into a bulging pouch that stretched my skin to the point of the hair follicles looking like little bumps. This was time consuming and meticulous. By the time this was finished, she started to turn the nipple clamps. When she quickly released the pressure on the clamps, I could feel that pain shoot in as the studs gave up their numbing grip. When she took a clamp off, she took her finger and pushed the nipple into my chest with a great deal of pressure. "How does that feel slut-boy? Aren't you sorry now?" "Oh, yes, Mistress. You are right." After she pushed in on the nipple, she slowly positioned the clamp again so that I could feel the pain build as the clamp closed. She did this all over again with the other clamp on the other nipple. She sometimes made me clean with the clamp chain between my teeth if I was moving a lot and a weight wouldn't stay put. That kept my nipples stretched upwards with a great deal of pressure, and when I moved or reached to clean, I felt an increased pang. Today, she took some of the chord that she had wrapped around my testicles and tied it to the clamp chain in two strands. She ran a chord over each shoulder and pulled them down tightly through the crack of my ass and tied them to the chord holding my testicles. She pulled it tightly so that any movement was felt immediately with sharp pain in my nipples or in my scrotum. "What about now, slut-boy?" "Oh, Mistress, I'm truly sorry." As I cleaned and reached to scrub the shower walls, the feeling was indescribable. And Mistress would pull up on the chords running down my back to get my attention when she wanted to tell me something. She would pull up so hard that I could feel the chord tight against my anus. I could feel the bulging pouch against skin near my anus and it felt foreign. If a clamp pulled off she would reach between my legs from behind and grab and pull my bulging constricted scrotum. She would smack the tightly wrapped pouch with her other hand. I was so excited that I shot sperm all over the shower walls without even touching my dick. Mistress was so upset she pushed me into the wall, pressing my nipples and the clamps tightly against the tile. I could feel more sperm slowly running down my leg as it was pressed between the wall and my leg. "You're going to get fucked tonight, slut-boy!" Slut Boy: Finally Submits (This story is a shared fantasy for myself and my own Lady, hope you enjoy as much as we did) Graham sat in the bath, he was running through the coming evenings activities in his head, a smile played across his lips as his cock hardened beneath the soapy water. He didn't touch it, he didn't dare, for tonight his cock was the property of His Lady and no one else. Graham had been the online slut of His Lady for six months now, complying completely with her perverted demands. He had never met her but they had exchanged pictures. Graham loved the way she allowed him to express his sexuality without judgement and he had done some eye-watering things over the last few months. Things that would cause even the most broadminded person to raise an eyebrow. He had finally persuaded her to meet him, she had agreed but attached conditions. He had to report to an address in Central London at 9pm tonight, a car would be sent. He had also received a package of things to wear. He hadn't opened it yet as the anticipation was half the fun, it sat on the chair next to the bath calling to him, his eye returning to it again and again, the bows and ribbons giving the package a feminine tone he found strangely exciting. Maria his partner was away for the weekend and Graham was thrilled at the thought of being His Ladies property for the whole weekend. He loved Maria very much but they didn't seem to have the time they used to. They were both following successful careers that were becoming increasingly demanding on there time, as a result Graham had taken to using porn sites occasionally and had stumbled across His Lady purely by accident. That had been six months ago and he had fallen completely under her thrall. He blushed at the thought of some of the things she had made him do, he loved every minute of it as his own perversions were aloud there full head. She had made him film himself wanking, then sent it to her for her pleasure, that had been the start of the slippery slope. He had worn her used panties to go to work in, filmed himself dressed in her underwear, fucked himself in the ass with the dildo she had sent him, the list went on. He smiled again, the water making his skin prune, time to get ready he thought. He got out of the bath and towelled himself down, his cock bobbing in front of him as thoughts of His Lady ran through his mind. He picked the box up and took it into his room and undid the bow, lifting ther lid off to reveal... An exquisitely tailored French Maid's outfit complete with piny and small cap. He lifted it out and admired the stitching, he also noticed the small black butt plug nestling in the bottom of the box next to a white satin thong. His cock was rock hard, the thought of travelling round London dressed as a French Maid was so arousing Graham felt faint, he rummaged around the box and turned up a set of silk hold ups and some high heels, the complete set. He ran the hold ups over his cock, the silk stimulating it to even greater hardness, control Graham, he daren't come without permission from His Lady, the punishment would be severe. He sat himself down in the chair that he had wanked himself off in for His Lady so many times, he tried to figure out the order he should put his clothes on in, woman had it a lot harder he decided. Stockings first that sounds right. The silky smooth stockings slid easily up his shaved legs (another of His Ladies conditions), he twanged the elastic tops into place and shivered at the thought of it all. Next came the g string, again made of fine silk, he could barely get his cock to fit in its present state of excitement, still that would not change until His Lady gave him permission and that would be some time, best to get on with it .There was no more underwear to put on but he suddenly remembered the butt plug, surely it would fall out after a while as he adjusted to its size, he remembered that was what the panties were for. He winced as he forced it into his tight hole revelling in the feeling of penetration, he would be unable to sit still, he knew that the cab ride would be interesting. Once the plug was in place held in by the panties it was time to take the plunge and put the dress on. He could barely squeeze it up his legs and over his ass but eventually managed it, now all he had to do was do the zip up. He spent a good five minutes trying to stretch his hand round, but finally managed it with a sigh of relief. The piny and little hat was, next finally completing the outfit. He admired himself in the mirror, quite the little slut aren't we, he thought. A knock on the door snapped him from his reverie, the cab he thought and grabbing his heels he ran downstairs to open the door the plug moving all the time bringing a pained expression to his face. Too late he realised what he was wearing, he had no coat on and would have looked ridiculous to anyone who didn't know what a Slut Boy he was. A young woman in her twenties was standing on the porch dressed in a chauffeur's uniform, complete with cap and short skirt that barely covered her stocking tops. He felt his cock twitch, the trip would be harder than he imagined. He went to get in the back of the car. "You're up front with me Slut Boy" Graham blushed, ashamed that this young woman should see him like this and be ordering him about like he was her slave as well. Never the less he complied as he knew His Lady would get to hear about any disobedience on his part. The driver got in the car, her skirt exposing stocking tops and a flash of pale thigh. She made no attempt to cover herself as they drove off. Graham could feel his cock demanding attention as it rubbed against the silky panties he was wearing, the plug thrilling his insides. The combined hardness and penetration was almost unbearable, he had never been so hard though and knew he would just have to grin and bear it. "Are you hard? you cheep slut" "Yes" answered Graham. "You will show me a bit more respect Slut Boy or you can get out here" "Yes My Lady, I am hard" "I am not you're lady you insolent slut, you can call me mistress" "Yes Mistress I am hard" "Better, now play with yourself, I want to see your cock." Graham tried to fish his cock out from under his skirt, he eventually achieved his aim, but not without first succeeding in pushing the butt plug further inside himself. He stroked his shaft, conscious that he must not come, but desperate to put on a show for this girl. His eyes remained glued to her thighs and stocking tops. He groaned barely able to control his need for release. "Calm down Slut Boy, you need to save that for your Lady, just keep it hard for me, that will do for now" Relieved that he wasn't going to come he tried to gauge where they were, just passing Wandsworth not far from the centre of town, nearly there. He stroked his cock, rubbing his thumb over his slit, causing a shudder of pleasure to course through him. "Put it back in your panties Slut, were there" God how am I supposed to get that in my panties, thought Graham. He tried to bend his engorged prick back into the tight fitting panties, pain seared through his cock at the mistreatment it was receiving. He got out and straightened himself up, the girl pushed an envelope into his hands and slammed the door shut driving off at great speed. Shit, he had been dumped in the middle of London with just an envelope, presumably contained his instructions, His Lady was making her Slut Boy work for his keep. He felt ridiculous, if anyone saw him he was likely to get beaten up at the least, raped even, looking the way he was dressed, anything could happen. He tore the envelope open, it contained an address and a map, at least it wasnt to far. He set off struggling in the heels, blushing with humiliation, cursing His Lady under his breath, the plug an ever present reminder of his situation. A car slowed as it passed, full of people laughing and pointing at him, he blushed but carried on. He arrived at the address after ten thankfully uneventful minutes, his heart sank, it was a bar called "Poodle Doggy". Graham hesitated outside, his heart pounding, his prick still jutting painfully. He had no idea what he was supposed to do but he was freezing, he knew he had to go inside. He walked down the stairs to the smoky bar, all the talking stopped as all eyes turned to look at the fully grown man dressed as a French Maid. Oh My God, I am going to die, the shame flowed through him consuming him, everyone was pointing and staring, some were laughing, nudging there friends. "Who ordered the tranny" some joker called out, breaking the silence as the bar slowly returned to its normal noise level. Graham's heart was thumping fit to burst, he felt like he might faint. To his shame he was still rock hard and couldn't deny that the humiliation had thrilled him, His Lady knew him so well it scared him a little. He felt a hand on his ass and whirled round fists bunched. A short brunette woman winked at him, she was dressed in a very professional looking suit, short skirt, white blouse and all. He immediately noticed her breasts pushing against the pin stripe material, he hoped against hope. "Slut Boy?" "My Lady?" Graham felt such relief, combined with a feeling of sexual attraction for the woman who had dominated him so thoroughly, he had finally met her. "Lets get you under cover before you are attacked shall we" Thank god an end to the humiliation. She reached into her bag and pulled out a collar and lead. She cant be serious, the collar snapped shut round his neck. "On your hands and knees Slut Boy" Graham was on the verge of tears but complied as he knew he must. He had entered into this arrangement of his own free will, he had to accept the consequences, his heart was like a hammer, his will, which had been weakened over the last six months was at its lowest point, he complied immediately She led him out of the club on his hands and knees to gales of laughter from the assembled drinkers, only to aware that his ass was on full view framed by the panties and stockings, the base of the butt plug clearly visible. How low had he sunk he hated himself because he knew that he was loving every minute, the throbbing in his cock told him all he needed to know. His body had taken over from his head, he was no longer in control His Lady owned him fully now. "Keep up Slut Boy, there's a good doggy" Graham was only to aware of his predicament, his knees were killing him, his hands were dirty, he could feel the cold night air whistling round his ass and balls as they pushed ludicrously out of the tiny g string. He hoped she wasn't taking him far, no one had walked past yet but it was only a matter of time. "Oh what a cute doggy" Grahams ears pricked up, Oh No, they had been spotted, he stared at the floor unable to lift his head, he could only see His Ladies expensive high heels. Another pair of ladies shoes joined those worn by His Ladies. "Fay, so good to see you, this is my new doggy, he's called slut boy. I am glad you like him. He needs some training but he's a quick learner" "Doggy why don't you lick Fay's shoes for her" Graham knew he had no choice, but his hesitation earned him a whack across the backside, forcing the plug painfully farther up inside his already stretched ass. His tongue snaked out to lick the black leather, he could smell the woman's scent as his forehead brushed against the fine material of her stockings. Graham could barely control himself and started nuzzling the woman's ankles desperate to go higher hoping for a glimpse of her stocking tops. "Get down you naughty doggy" His Ladies voice was like a scourge, he immediately cowered on the floor. "Told you he needed more training, anyway hell get plenty of that tonight, nice to see you again Fay". "Ill see you soon sweetie, maybe you can lend him to me when you've trained him?" "Sorry hun this ones all mine, maybe Ill lend you my next one" And with that she yanked on Slut Boys chain and carried on walking. The unlikely pair eventually arrived, without further incident at a smart looking building consisting of loft conversions on a reclaimed brown field site. His Lady led her Slut Boy into the lobby of the smart building, she acknowledged the concierge, who didn't bat an eyelid at the ridiculous site of the man crawling on his knees dressed as a French maid. They entered the lift, "You may stand up know Slut Boy, let me have a look at you". Graham rose to his feet, his joints aching, muscles screaming at their mistreatment, thankful to be allowed to stand again, he looked His Lady in the eye as she smiled at him. She stroked his thighs with her hand rising to cup his swollen balls and erect cock, all the time never breaking eye contact, he groaned as she massaged his dick, he needed to come desperately, a fact that she was only to aware of. "Oh Slut Boy need to come does he, I thought you'd like the driver, did she tease you poor baby?" "She didn't touch it My Lady, but she made me wank myself off for her" "She exceeded her instructions, she will be punished. You belong to me and me only Slut Boy" The lift arrived at the top floor and opened onto a plushly decorated hallway, they approached a door that had been left ajar and entered. Graham took in his new surroundings, the loft was amazing, huge and very modern the open plan living space had been cleared, all the furniture being moved to one side. "Get back on your knees Doggy" His Lady was behind him now gripping the butt plug, twisting it painfully in his ass, making him moan with need and pain, he felt so cheap, nothing more than a toy to be played with whenever she wanted. There was no denying the hardness of his cock, he could feel the blood pumping within it, the thought of release, however far away it was, spurred him on, the sooner she got what they wanted the sooner he would be allowed to come. "Now tell your lady what a good doggy fuck toy you are and well start playing" "My Lady, I am your pet, your possession, your fuck toy, to do with as you see fit, I am here to serve you, your pleasure is my aim" Graham blushed at the ease with which he had slipped into his role, his submission to the this woman complete now, his will overcome, he awaited his instructions. "Good doggy, I want to play with your ass a bit before you serve your Lady. So bend over this chair like a good doggy and show me your dirty little bottom" Graham looked around, from his vantage point on the floor he could see a large leather sofa, beautifully upholstered it looked like a valuable antique. He crawled towards it and climbed up onto the lovely piece of furniture. He hoped his lady though of him as an object, a possession to be used for her pleasure, much the same as the sofa. Lying over the arm of the chair, his ass presented for His Lady. The little brown ring plugged as it was with the butt plug, was beautifully framed by the stockings and tiny g string panties, he felt so vulnerable as he exposed his most private parts for all to see. His head was pushed into the cushion of the sofa, his nose filled with the smell of expensive leather, he could sense His Lady behind him admiring what she saw. The thought of His Lady admiring her pet excited Graham he hoped His Lady liked what he was being allowed to show her. "What a good little doggy pet you are, I had no idea you could be so well behaved" The plug was being removed very slowly, the pain exquisite, as the larger middle section was pulled through his tight ring. Finally it plopped out, the relief was instant as he could feel his puckered brown entrance return to its normal size. But the respite was short lived as he felt His Lady tickle her finger nail across his asshole, he shivered his delight, his cock was pressing painfully into the sofa, he couldn't believe the pleasure this treatment was causing him. He could feel her behind him teasing him mercilessly, her fingers feeling his ass cheeks, tickling him, making him want more. he needed her to penetrate him, wanted the feeling of being filled completely, his mind screamed at him, what the fuck are you doing its your ass, but his body was in control now and it needed to be mistreated, fucked and used like a cheep toy, to be played with and put away for later. "Is there anything you want doggy?" He could hear the mocking tone in her voice, she knew what he wanted but wanted to hear him say it. "Please My Lady, I want you to fuck me in the ass, I am desperate for you to mistreat me, I am your fuck toy, please my lady I am desperate to come and be fucked." "What a dirty little doggy you are, maybe I will fuck your pretty ass" "But first I want you to use that pathetic cock on me, you cheep tart, think you can do that? I doubt I will even notice it but you may as well try you pathetic slut" Graham was stunned at this outburst, he loved his cock, it was his favourite body part, that someone would insult its size hurt him beyond belief. The hardness between his legs did not however abate at this verbal onslaught, if anything it made him even stiffer. He was pulled roughly from the sofa, and thrown on the floor, he quickly resumed his doggy position, head hung once more with the shame of his position. His Lady positioned herself on her back between his arms, hitching up her short skirt to expose a perfectly shaved cunt, the juice of her arousal clearly visible on her lips. "You know where to put it doggy" Graham shuffled forward and positioned his pulsing cock at the entrance to his Ladies cunt, feeling her wetness on the throbbing head. He was also aware of the but plug nudging his ass as his Lady tried to insert it in him again. The significance of this was not lost on him, to penetrate and at the same time be penetrated completed in his mind the darkest fantasy in his possession. He was a toy nothing more, just there for other peoples perverted thoughts and deeds. His mind reeled with the arousal caused by his situation. His Lady fucked him, ass and cock, the action pushing his cock into his Ladies hot slit, it seemed to suck his hard cock up inside her. He smiled as she groaned her approval, he could feel his Lady picking up the pace as he ploughed into her, urging him on, she was slapping his ass with each stroke now causing the heat in him to rise like a volcano nearing eruption. He new he wouldn't last long, but he dare not come without permission he could barely speak. "Please My Lady may doggy pet be allowed to come?" "Certainly not you cheep slut, first you must make your lady come then she will consider your request" Graham could feel the arousal of the woman between his legs, she was moaning loudly with each thrust and couldn't be far off coming, but he was worried that this continued fucking would tip him over the edge before she came. He knew he would have to be careful or the punishment would be severe. Finally an orgasm crashed through his Lady, she groaned aloud as her body shuddered with the power of the orgasm. Graham stopped fucking her . Time seemed to stand still as she recovered, Graham saw her nod to him. "Good doggy you have made your Lady come, you're half way there. Now be a good doggy fuck toy and get that pathetic cock round here, we want to see you wank yourself off". Graham crawled round to face his mistress aware that his stretched ass was clearly on view .He sat up and grasped his cock feeling the pulsing shaft, knowing that his come wasn't far away. "Now doggy I want you to wank off for me, you will use a scale of one to ten to indicate how near you are to coming. You will shout out the number each time your arousal increases, once you reach nine You will ask permission to stop wanking. Permission will be granted if you have been a good doggy. You will then wait until your arousal has decreased to a lower level, before starting again. If you come without permission I will personally ensure you are ruined, at any time you may be instructed to perform other tasks as well. Understand doggy?" Slut Boy: Finally Submits "Yes My Lady" This game wasn't going to last long thought Graham, however the thought of being exposed concentrated his mind on the task in hand (so to speak). He gripped his shaft and started slowly wanking it. "Six My Lady" The thrill in him was increasing worryingly quickly as he saw Lady touching herself through her clothing, no fair he thought she was a stunning looking woman and so his type, Short and chesty, yum he thought, if only the roles were reversed. "Seven My Lady "Eight My Lady "Nine My Lady please may I be allowed to stop wanking now" The response stopped his heart momentarily, he was fit to burst as it was. "Keep wanking doggy but don't come" He stared imploringly at her but she showed him no mercy, it was all he could do to resist the temptation to release his come and to hell with the consequences. As he felt he could go on no longer the order was issued. "You may stop wanking doggy" He could barely pull his hand from his cock such was his need for release, the pain was unbearable, his balls were swollen beyond belief. "Good doggy, aren't we obedient" Graham was shaking with the effort of controlling himself, his body was screaming with excitement his heart was thumping, mind racing, desperate for a way out of the spiral of excitement and shame that was pushing him to the edge. "Start wanking again doggy" "Seven My Lady" Sweat was pouring from his brow now running of his face and dripping onto the maids outfit, he could barely open his eyelids, his mouth was dry, breathing ragged and still the torture continued unabated. "Eight My Lady" "Nine My Lady" "Please may I be allowed to come now" "You may stop wanking, but don't come" Graham nearly cried, he noticed His Lady was also showing some signs of agitation, the voice controlling him was wavering a little, sounding breathy with arousal. "You may start wanking again, you may also start fingering your own ass doggy" Graham contorted as he tried to wank himself and finger his ass. The effort was killing him but the pleasure made it worse, his mind screaming for release. "Seven My Lady" Graham could see his Lady was openly fingering herself now as she stared at the display her doggy was putting on for. The room was filled with groaning and sexual tension, something had to give soon, crisis point was approaching. "Eight My Lady" "Nine My Lady, may I be allowed to stop wanking now?" "You may stop wanking doggy" Graham couldn't continue like this. "Please my lady I need to come so badly, may I be allowed?" "Please My Lady I will do anything if only I may be allowed to come" "Hmmm do anything will you" "Yes My Lady" "OK doggy you may come, when you have finished I will tell you what you must do" Graham sagged visibly with relief as he grasped his cock and wanked it lovingly. He could feel the come rising within him, the eruption of come took him by surprise as the first jet of come hit his chin, the second eruption caught his chest dribbling from his nipples. He moaned like a cheep tart on heat as the relief washed over him, he felt faint as the blood in his body stopped beating so hard, a warm glow surrounded him as he curled up on the floor with a grin on his face. "Good doggy, I hope you enjoyed that because its the last come you get for a while believe me". The words stung Graham from his reverie, he knew his ordeal was far from over, but all he cared about at the moment was that he had been allowed to com. His body was slowly returning to a semblance of calm as his heart slowed and the throbbing pain of built up expectation subsided. "Get up you filthy doggy, you need cleaning inside and out before we play with you some more. You stink like a cheap slut". "Yes My Lady" "on your hands and knees, you cheap slut" Graham complied immediately, not caring anymore what happened, he was totally spent, he felt exhausted from the strength of the orgasm. All he wanted to do was go to sleep, he doubted he would get the chance yet though as he was led by both his rulers down the corridor to the bathroom. "Strip slut boy, you need a wash and we don't to ruin your pretty dress now do we?" The feeling of humiliation re-surfaced in his mind, he was suddenly acutely aware he was wearing not only woman's clothing, but a uniform that denoted subservience and compliance, he blushed despite himself and all that he had endured during the evening. He stripped, the uniform forming a puddle at his feet. His Lady pinched his left nipple making him wince. "Now slut we need to clean out that dirty bottom of yours before we wash your smelly little body" Graham's mind was working overtime, what could she mean. His breath caught in his throat as his Lady produced a length of plastic flexi-pipe which had a bag, of what looked like water attached to one end, at the other end was a nozzle. He had a flash of inspiration causing his heart to sink, an enema bag. Graham, he thought, you have only yourself to blame. He had never imagined this not in his darkest, hottest, dirtiest dreams. His Lady pushed him over so his forehead rested on the sink. He noticed the fine taps and luxury soap, his mind screaming at the absurdity of it all, why notice taps at a time like this, he could only assume that something had snapped in his head. "Now you filthy little doggy lets clean your dirty little bottom" The nozzle was pushed up his ass with alarming ease, the butt plug had obviously done its job, Graham groaned as he felt a familiar twitching in his cock, God what's wrong with me, he thought. "Now be a good doggy and stand still while I fill your dirty little bottom with this nice clean water. You must hold it in until I tell you or you will be punished, understand slut" "Yes My Lady" The water poured into his distended ass, he could feel it stretching him, the cold seeped into his digestive system, causing his stomach to bulge obscenely. Tears ran down his cheek as he struggled not to cry out. He was acutely aware of the sounds issuing from his guts, a cramp racked through him, the pain seared in his mind as his stomach grumbled its unhappiness. He was pulled upright again, only to aware that at least three pints of water was being controlled by his tiny puckered asshole, which was straining to cope already due to the thorough stretching it had received earlier in the evening. His Lady grabbed an arm and forced handcuffs over his wrists, she manhandled him into the shower and hooked the cuffs over the shower head causing Graham to have to stretch so as not to be lifted off the floor. "Now you worthless fuck toy I am going to change into something more comfortable for the rest of the evening. You are not permitted to allow any of that water out until I return, do you understand?" "Yes My Lady" Graham's cock was painfully erect now, the nozzle of the enema bag was tickling his prostate gland, causing him to groan obscenely. The water in his guts was gurgling loudly as it flushed through his system, he was crying with the effort to control himself, conscious that a severe punishment would befall him if any of the water was to escape before his Lady returned. He could feel his stomach screaming out in pain as his muscles struggled to contain the water, damn it how long did it take a woman to get changed. He already knew the answer to that, he could be here all day. "Oh poor puppy, you look in pain" Graham lifted his head, he blinked the tears of pain out of his eyes, his Lady stood in front of him. Graham gasped despite himself, she looked gorgeous, naked except for her heels and stockings, she was a picture, everything Graham had hoped she would be. Her breasts were perfect, large and beautifully shaped, he longed to be allowed to kiss them, lick her nipples, adore her. "Don't stare puppy, you never seen a naked woman before? Now you may let that water out of your dirty little bottom" The relief was almost to much, the filthy water poured onto the floor of the shower, running between his toes and down the plug. Graham felt horrified at his display, he felt a new level of shame as he sank further into submission, he hung there like a rag, head bowed, exhausted by the experiences of the past few hours. "Good Puppy, I am very pleased with you, now just so puppy doesn't think I am a cruel owner I will allow you to please me. This is your one chance to prove your worth as a lover, so don't fuck it up for yourself or your out on your ear. Permanently" With that she unhooked the cuffs from the shower head, Graham slumped to his knees, his heart already pumping at the thought of being allowed to please his Lady, finally he thought maybe it will all be worth it. His Lady left the bathroom, indicating for him to follow, his eyes transfixed by her gently swaying backside. His cock hadn't softened all evening, it looked as though it might finally get used as nature intended, Graham smiled despite himself as he was lead upstairs and into his Ladies bedroom. The room was bare except for an enormous bed in the centre, covered in white silk sheets, His Lady laid down on it and smiled invitingly up at him, all evidence of her dominant nature gone now. Graham got on the bed, aware of her slight stature for the first time of the evening, he didn't need telling twice, he knew he had one chance so better get started. He kissed her face, holding it in his hands, eyes wide open not wanting to miss a thing, her eyes, her cheeks, her forehead, savouring her sweet smell. Going lower, searching out her lips, his mouth open, tongue parting her. She moaned into his mouth, the first sign he had had all evening of her pleasure, encouraged his kisses became more urgent, more forceful as his tongue teased her mouth, tickling her teeth. Graham was aware of the heat radiating from her body, he could feel it on his skin, he wanted to lick her there but knew he had to build up to that prize. He moved down her quivering body, kissing her neck, her shoulder, her chest, his teeth grazed her delicious nipples as he sucked it into his mouth greedily. He went ever lower, twisting round so he could lie between her outstretched thighs, his tongue searching for her wetness, his Lady groaned her approval. She graded his head suddenly pushing it onto her lips, her scent washing over him as he buried his tongue into her soaking slit. She was moaning and bucking now, her hips lifting to meet his tongue, he looked up at her. She had her eyes firmly shut her mouth gaped open as she sighed and moaned her arousal all to evident. Graham continued his frantic licking, revelling in the pleasure he was giving his Lady. "Fuck me slut boy, put that cock in me NOW" Graham couldn't comply fast enough as he watched his Lady get to her knees, presenting herself for him, his cock throbbed painfully as it bobbed around longing to slide inside her. He touched the purple head to her lips gently brushing, teasing her, making her sigh. He ran the tip over her folded skin, it glistened with the juice of her arousal. "Stop teasing me you slut, fuck me NOW" Graham slid into her, up to the hilt, loving the heat as his cock ploughed into her. He withdrew just leaving his head in her entrance, stretching her, then he started again, repeating his slow languorous strokes, not rushing just slowly, fucking her, over and over and over. The speed increased slightly as both of them started to lose their control, she pushing back seeking him out wanting to be filled completely, he tried to maintain his control desperate to prolong the sweet agony, as his balls screamed at him for release. They were both near now, nothing would stop the inevitable as they screamed towards a thunderous orgasm. Graham was panting, sweat running down his brow, his chest , his back. His Lady wasn't faring any better, she was asked as the heat of their passion seeped from her sweet smelling skin. The both stopped suddenly, teetering on the edge of the abyss, savouring the agony before they let themselves go completely. It happened......coming.....GOD I'm C.O.M.I.N.G........ They collapsed together, shuddering, moaning, tears of joy on their cheeks, Graham kissed his Lady all over her skin salty and lovely to taste. Time passed... Graham looking at his Lady for a sign of where he stood, the domination still fresh in his mind. "My Lady, may your doggy sleep on the floor at the bottom of you bed tonight?" "No" Graham, looked hurt, surely after all that she wasn't going to spurn him now, she couldn't be that cruel. "Doggy may sleep with his owner tonight as he's been so good" Graham beamed at her, they cuddled and fell asleep in each others arms, exhausted at the days events. Graham dreamed of subservience and love for his Lady................... Slut Bride Gets No Respect By the time I had got to the room, she was already on all fours getting fucked by the bell boy. It had only taken me five minutes or so to deal with the car, but it was all that it took for her. I felt an anger rise in me, but it changed into an animal lust as she looked at me, licked her lips, then wiggled her finger for me to come join them. "You should always treat a girl with respect." Those were the words from my father that echoed in my ears. Words that I thought made sense and that I'd followed up till now in my life. Words that I suddenly found out didn't apply to all girls. Definitely not this one. No not her, not the one on her hands and knees in front of me. This girl was a whore, a sex hungry little slut, a fuck toy for men. "You need to be gentle with a woman, she's a delicate creature compared to a man". Apparently not so delicate as I watched the young man behind her fucking her harder and harder. She arched her back, lifting her ass and spreading her legs a little wider, giving him full access to her tight pussy. He was holding her hips and pounding her with a force that made her whole body shake each time. By now I had gotten off my own clothes and stood in front of her while she sucked my cock hungrily. This girl wanted us to use her body. "You need to listen to a woman, they want you to hear what they say." This part I definitely did agree with as this cock hungry slut stopped sucking my cock long enough to urge us on. Looking first over her shoulder, she said in an animal voice, "Oh god yes, fuck that pussy. Fuck it! Fuck me hard!" Then turning back to me, she said, "Your cock tastes so good.. I love sucking on it." This girl had no shame, she was barely better than a rented street whore. This girl was my brand new wife. Tina still wore her white stockings and heels, a corset that her large tits spilled over, garters, and her veil. The short wedding dress she had worn was laying over a chair. This was my pure and devoted bride being violated on our wedding night by her new husband and a complete stranger. My innocent wife - moaning and grunting her approval as the tempo of the man fucking her increased and his thrusts became harder and harder. As she rocked back and forth under his assault, my cock would disappear into her mouth and partway down her throat then re-appear only to get buried again a moment later. Tina's eyes were locked on mine, and I could see in them the wanton lust of a true slut. The hunger I saw in her eyes made the anger in me rise again. How could she be acting this way? I took out that anger by reaching down and pinching both her nipples hard, feeling them swell between my fingers and thumbs. "You can give your pussy to him," I said to her. "But your ass is going to be mine." She moaned even louder then it turned into a scream as she came in a strong orgasm, choked by my cock still in her mouth. Her body shook as she came, and at that same moment the young man behind her groaned loudly as he began shooting his load into her pussy. After a couple of minutes, he withdrew from her. "I can't believe that just happened," he said with a look of amazement on his face. "That was the wildest sex I've ever had!" "A slut should be fucked hard." Now I was the one making up the rules. My father's rules were completely out the window. And the rules for this girl, this new wife of mine, were going to be the rules for how to treat a cock hungry little slut. "Turn around and get your ass up in the air," I ordered her. Tina looked over at the other guy who apparently decided to stick around to see what else might happen. She turned slowly around until she was now facing him. She put her face to the ground, her veil obscuring it from my view, then reached back and grabbed her ankles with both hands. This made her ass jut up in a completely vulnerable position. "A slut needs to be punished for her behavior." I ran my hands up her legs along the smooth white stockings then on to her very sexy ass, letting my fingers slide over her exposed asshole and brush her swollen pussy. Without any warning, I then gave her a good hard smack on that beautiful ass. She jumped and let out a little cry of surprise, but she did not move from her position that she had assumed in front of me. "I can't believe that my bride just let another man fuck her like that, " I said to her. Another smack, then another and another until I had heated her ass up to a nice red color. She squirmed as she was spanked, but she made no attempt to get away. "A slut's ass is for fucking." I placed my hard cock at her tight little hole. It was still wet with the saliva that had coated it while shoved down her throat. I pushed a little, then a little harder. I couldn't get inside her. I pulled her ass wide open with my hands and started pushing again. "Oh god yes, fuck my ass. Give it to me," she groaned. These words spurred me on and with a last forceful push, my cock penetrated her asshole. She let out a little cry of pain that then turned into a moan of lust as I pushed further inside her. I slid in and out of her slowly, going a little deeper with each thrust. It felt so good. I'd never fucked a woman in the ass and it was a feeling that drove me wild. "What kind of nasty girl lets a man do such a thing to her?" I wondered to myself. "I've only seen porn girls doing such dirty acts." Once I had worked my whole cock inside her, I started fucking her smooth and steady. Tina got up on all fours to take the pounding I was giving her. She looked back over her shoulder at me. This pretty girl dressed in white lace snarled her lip in a look that showed both pleasure and pain. "Oh yeah, do it. Fuck my ass. Treat me like your little slut." Just then, the other guy knelt down in front of her. His cock had stayed hard as he watched this scene and now he wanted her to service him again, this time with her mouth. She willingly obliged, bobbing her head up and down on his cock like she had done for me a few minutes earlier. I fucked Tina harder and harder, pounding my hard rod into her forbidden hole over and over. I was ready to cum at any moment and slapped her ass again. "You little whore," I growled at her. "I'm going to come in your ass." Tina pulled the other guy's cock from her mouth and started pumping it with her hand. "Do it!" she cried out. "Oh god yes, fuck it!" Then to the other guy, "I want you to come on my face. Shoot it all over me." Then she moved her hand down between her legs and started rubbing her pussy in a frenzy. A few seconds later, the guy began pumping his cock with his hand and spurted a load towards her outstretched tongue. At that same moment, I pounded into her with one last, mighty thrust and started pumping a huge load of cum deep inside her. She screamed loudly as she came in a powerful climax along with me. Her body shook as she came and I could feel her ass squeezing my cock over and over. It probably took me five minutes to come back from the heights where I had gone. As I recovered, Tina licked the other man's cock clean. She slurped loudly as she drained any remaining jizz from his member. Finally, I slid out of her. I got up, then Tina did, too. She smiled weakly at me and the other guy. "That was great," she breathed softly. "You guys really know how to treat a girl." The guy left, shaking his head in amazement as he looked back at us one more time. I closed the door and locked it. I turned to Tina and we both smiled. "That was a great fantasy," she said to me softly. "I'm glad we got to do it!." We kissed then she went on, "But next time I get to dream one up and you have to do it with me!" "No problem, my little slut bride," I said as I turned her around and pushed her up against the full length mirror next to the door. She spread her legs and with one stroke I entered her pussy completely. "Now let's do it like we did on our real wedding night!" We fucked there in front of the mirror, then on the balcony, and then in the shower. It was a good night, just like our wedding night except for the stranger that had joined us tonight.