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Mistress Ana

By: subway1962



My little Ana is my pride and joy, she is my little Princess and since her mother died, we have become very close, I sometimes worry that we have become too close! Not only is she my daughter, she is now my lover...

I know that some of you reading this will think that it is wrong but love has no bounds and bereavement made us both closer and stronger and we seem to be getting stronger each day.

As a family we have always been quite liberal and nudity around the house was a normal course of events, after my wife died I continued to be naked as much as I could and I also encouraged Ana to be naked whenever possible and it became the norm in our house and we both enjoyed the freedom of not being restricted by clothes, although it did present it's own problems in the beginning, I felt terribly embarrassed when I had an erection in front of Ana but now she encourages me to get an erection and even helps me to make me feel better... Ana is such a good girl.

Ana is 18 years old, it was her that seduced me and encouraged me to teach her everything about sex, she was a temptress and new exactly how to twist me around her little finger and she always gets her own way, not only with me but all men seem to bend to her ways.

Ana knows all about my kinks and fetishes and helps me and encourages me to fulfill them, before my wife died I was her submissive cuckold husband and I really missed being cuckolded after her death, one day Ana asked me what a cuckold was and I explained how my life was when her mother was alive and how much I miss it now.

I was telling her that I might have to look for a new woman who will feed me sperm from her freshly fucked pussy to satisfy my addiction for sperm & humiliation, as I was talking to Ana, she was stroking my cock and she sensed that I was harder than normal reliving my past life, her hand was pumping my cock really fast and she sensed that I was going to blow my load, she reached around for a wine glass and pumped my cock until I emptied the contents of my balls into the glass, she opened my mouth and poured the contents of the glass into my mouth telling me to be a good daddy and drink it all up, then she made me lick the glass clean. I thanked her and told her how much I had missed that and how much I need it, what she said next made me instantly hard...

"Daddy, you don't need another woman to take mums place, I am all you need daddy, I will bring you lots of fresh sperm and feed it to you and from now on you are my cuckold, I will never ever call you daddy anymore from now on you are "cucky," And that's what I will always call you, even if we are out with friends and family, do you understand me cucky?"

"Yes Ana, I do understand and thank you so much."

"Don't call me Ana anymore, from now on you will always referee to me as Mistress, always, regardless of the company we are in, is that clear cucky?"

"Yes Mistress, very clear."

"Good little cucky," She said, how did she become like this? My mind started to wonder and I was starting to reminisce about the past, how it all started...

The earliest recollection I had was when I was giving her a bath about a couple of years ago, I told her to stand up so I could wash her and not only did she stand up, she put one leg on the side of the bath and opened her pussy wide and said, "Daddy, will you clean the inside of me?" She had a little smirk on her face and I could see her looking at my cock, that was the time that I realized that she was a little temptress!

I picked up the sponge and the soap and as I was about to clean her she smiled and said, 

"No daddy, use your fingers, not the sponge."

I did as she told me too and I am sure she was moaning with pleasure or was that just my mind reading too much into it? I was getting very excited but was not quite sure how to deal with it, all I knew was that I had to fuck her! I had a plan... After her bath, she dried herself off and I made her a nice big mug of hot chocolate, I placed two sleeping tablets in her drink, I really wanted her to be sound asleep for what I had in mind and she watched a little TV while she drank her drink, about twenty minutes later I could see she was drifting off, so I told her to go to bed, I went up to her bedroom with her, gave her a little kiss on her head and said,

"Night, night Princess."

"Night, night daddy." She said with a little smirk on her face.

I left it for half an hour to make sure the sleeping tablets were working, then I put my plan in practice, god, I was so excited!

I walked upstairs to her bedroom; my cock was throbbing and leaking pre-cum in anticipation of what was about to come, when I saw her lying in her bed, she looked so sexy; I could not believe that someone so young could turn me on so much, I called her name a couple of times to see if she was asleep, there was no response so I knew that the sleeping tablets had done there job.

I removed the duvet and saw the most perfect Goddess, she was laying face down, her legs slightly apart and I had a perfect view of her puckered little rosebud, I bent forward, held a cheek in each hand and parted her cheeks, her rosebud was begging me to lick it, which I did with great vigor, when I tasted her for the first time, my cock went very hard, I knew I would become addicted to her taste and I wanted so much more of her.

I gently turned her over onto her back and stared at the sight that was in front of me, she had the most beautiful pussy that I had ever seen, it was so smooth and delicious looking, her lips looked a little red & puffy as if she had been playing with herself and I knew exactly what I needed to do and I had to do it now. I pulled her to the edge of the bed so that her legs were hanging over the end; my cock is only small but it was rock hard, I reached around for the lube and put plenty on my little cock then placed the tip of my cock in the entrance too her pussy, my heart was beating fast and my cock was throbbing like I had never known it before.

I was really expecting some resistance and thought it would be tight but my cock slipped in, like a hot knife going through butter; I knew that I had a small cock but surly I would have felt her hymen!

I wasn't going to worry to much about that at this time, I had far more important things to do, I started to fuck her, slowly at first, it felt so nice, I speeded up my pace and was now fucking her really hard, I could feel the build up in my balls and knew I would not last much longer, I didn't want to cum inside her so I started to pull out but before I could get all the way out, I was pumping my cum deep inside of her, the rest landed on her beautiful smooth mound and I knew that I had to get her cleaned up before she woke.

I hooked my hands under her legs and lifted her pussy close to my mouth and licked all my cum from her beautiful delicious pussy, I then stuck my tongue deep inside her and sucked all the remaining cum out of her, I was sucking as if my life depended on it and my cock was getting very hard again. When I was satisfied that she was really clean, I moved her back up the bed, put the duvet back on her and kissed her on her head, saying "Good night," As I was leaving.

"Night night daddy." I heard her say just as I got to the door, I looked around in shock and noticed that she had a smirk on her face, I went to my bedroom, got in bed and wanked my cock, reliving the past half hour, it was the best wank I have had in a long time.

In the morning I was in the kitchen making breakfast, I was naked as usual, still with thoughts of what had happened last night and feeling a little embarrassed about what I had done.

"Morning daddy," I heard coming from the kitchen door "what's for breakfast Daddy, I am starving?"

I looked at my Princess, walking towards me, naked, she was so beautiful and I started to feel very ashamed with myself, then she did something that changed our relationship forever.

As she got to where I was standing, she saw that my cock was erect, she grabbed hold of it, bent over and gave it a kiss, while she was still pumping my cock, she said,

"Daddy, you really don't need to drug me when you want to fuck me, I have been fucked many times and I just love big fat cocks, daddy, it is such a shame that you only have a tiny little cock."

At which point she pumped all my cum onto her beautiful pert breasts and as she kept pumping she said, 

"Daddy, I hope you will find me some real men that will fuck me and keep me happy"

"Of course I will Princess, I always want to make you happy."

"In that case, lick your mess up, like you did last night, then get my breakfast." She said while giving my balls a playful slap.

That was the point things changed for us, after that incident, we became lovers and always slept together at night, she was very highly sexed and it was usually her that initiated sex between us and I noticed that she was getting very bossy and assertive, always wanting and getting her own way, just like her mother used to be, was she turning into a carbon copy of her mother? God I hope so!

Over the next few weeks she became more demanding and open about her feelings and she didn't care about hurting my feelings, in fact, I am sure she got a buzz from humiliating me in some way, like the time we were watching the TV, she was sat on my lap and slipped my cock into her pussy and bouncing up & down as if she was riding a horse, she was trying really hard to get herself off but it was not working for her.

"Daddy, your cock is so fucking pathetic, some of the boys at school have got bigger cocks than you, make the most of this fuck because it is the last time that tiny little pathetic cock goes inside me."

Hearing her say that and the tone that she said it in made me shoot my load deep inside of her, she got off me, looked into my eyes and told me to lie on the floor, she had a sly smile on her face she told me to lick her clean then said,

"Tomorrow daddy, I want you to go to the shop and buy a big strap-on dildo because from now on, that's the only thing that you will ever fuck me with."

With that I shot my load again, all over my belly, she just laughed at me, scooped up the cum and fed it to me, saying, "You really get off on me being mean to you, don't you daddy?"

All I could say was, "Yes Princess." I felt so disgusted with myself, I could feel her taking control and deep down that's what I really craved but was scared as to how low she would take me.

"Your life is going to be so different from now on daddy, I have lots of plans for you, you really should be carful what you wish for."

Anyway, back to today....

"Mistress, don't forget you have a doctors appointment after school today."

"Yes I have cucky, I am glad you have reminded me, meet me at school later and you can take me and come in with me this time."

"Yes Mistress." Was all I could say, I had noticed that Mistress has been going to see the doctor quite a lot lately but she never appeared to be ill, I hope she is OK!

When we parked in the doctor's car park, Mistress reached for my balls, squeezed them really hard, much harder than usual and kept squeezing, harder & harder until I was begging her to stop and I had tears in my eyes.

"Cucky, when we go inside, you will do everything and I do mean everything that you are told, do not hesitate, always thank me and do not disappoint me, if the doctor speaks to you, remember that he is a "Real man," So give him the respect that he deserves and always call him "Sir," Do I make myself perfectly clear cucky?"

"Yes Mistress, I understand and will not let you down."

"Good little cucky," She said, as she let go of my very sore balls and she noticed that there was a very large stain on the front of my trousers, which made her smile. 

"Come on," She said "Or we will be late," With that we got out of the car and went into the surgery.

Mistress was wearing a pair of flat black shoes with two thin straps across the front, white ankle socks and her legs were bare, on her top half, she was wearing a beautiful Lime-Green coat, it was very short and was more like an "opera cloak," Than a coat because there were no sleeves, just a couple of slits where she could put her arms through, there were four brass buttons going down the front and a thick brass chain just below her neckline connected to two more brass buttons, she looked very regal and such a powerful young Mistress and I would imagine that she would be naked beneath her coat.

Dr. Windsor was a tall well-defined gentleman, very smartly dressed, as you would expect a doctor to be and spoke with a very posh English accent and I guess that he was about 65 years old.

When we entered the consultation room, Dr. Windsor was seated at his desk; he looked up at us with a huge smile on his face and stood to greet us, he complimented Mistress on how sexy she looked; which I thought was a strange thing to say!

"And this must be your daddy?" Said the doctor while looking at me.

"He was my daddy, but now he is my cuckold slave and I have brought him here today so he can learn about his new life, I hope you will teach him well Dr. Windsor, he will answer to the name "cucky," And I have told him to show you the respect that a "Real Man," Like you deserves."

The doctor went to the door and locked it then he picked Mistress up and she wrapped her legs around him, they kissed and his hand went up her coat and I could see him caress her beautiful bottom, which always reminded me of a delicious ripe peach. He placed her on to the examination couch and removed her coat; like I suspected she was naked beneath the coat, her shoes and socks were left on, she sat on the couch with her legs spread wide apart and I could see that her pussy was already wet and glistening in anticipation of what was about to happen.

"Doctor, I have missed you so much, please get your cock out and fuck me, I dream about your big fat cock, I need it so much please fuck me, please, doctor fuck me hard like the "Real Man," That you are."

"Not just yet Ana, we need to talk about our future and the training of "cucky," I need to know that this is exactly what you want, because when we start, there will be no going back."

"Dr. Windsor, I think you know that I want to turn "cucky," Into my fulltime slave, I want to treat him like a pet, I want him to become addicted to drinking cum and I want him to learn to suck cock better than most girls do, I want him to be fucked up the arse and for him to beg me to fuck him and in time the only pleasure he will get is when he is being fucked, I want you to give him hormone tablets so he will grow breasts and to stop him getting erections, I want to turn him into my sissy slave and I will control every single aspect of his life, that's what I want Doctor Windsor, can you help me?"

"And what about "cucky," Does he want the same?" Asked the Dr.

"I don't give a fuck what he wants, he is nothing more than a pathetic, worthless piece of shit and he will do everything and anything that I tell him to do, he loves being humiliated and degraded, the more I do it to him the more he likes it, I bet that his pathetic little dick is already hard and is leaking cum, right now, even as we speak."

As Mistress was speaking the doctor went back to his desk and removed a few things from the drawer and placed them near Mistress.

"Doctor, I am so wet, please fuck me, I really need to feel that big fat cock of yours." It sounded like Mistress was begging the doctor to fuck her.

"Not just yet Ana, we have some training to do first with "cucky," After that we will have plenty of time to fuck. Now, if you are absolutely sure this is the life you want for "cucky," I need you to prove to me that you are serious. You know what you have to do Ana, let me see you making him yours."

With that Mistress started to get off the couch, I could see that her pussy was oozing girl juice, it looked so beautiful, she walked towards me and stood directly in front of me, placing her hand between her legs she scooped some of her juice on her fingers and put them into my mouth telling me to suck them clean, she is so delicious, I could drink her juice all day long...

"Cucky, you know I think you are a pathetic excuse for a man and I want to turn you into my slave and control every aspect of your life, I will humiliate you, degrade you, hurt you and punish you, just for my pleasure, I will turn you into a sissy, you will suck cock and you will be fucked regularly and learn to like it because it will become your only form of sexual relief, you will be kept in chastity permanently and the only milking you will get will be through your prostate while being fucked, you will always wear a dog collar and leash and all your meals will be eaten from a dog bowl. I will be getting you pierced and branded and the doctor will be giving you medication to lessen your sexual urges possibly leading to castration. "Cucky," I am being very serious about all of this and if you choose this as a life then you will be nothing to me except being my property you will be nothing more than chattel. If this is the life that you want, then remove all your clothes and kneel at my feet, this will be your only chance to back out."

I knew exactly what I wanted so I immediately removed my clothes and knelt by Mistresses feet, I could hear the doctor laughing when he saw my little cock. Mistress reached for the dog collar and placed it around my neck then she attached the leash, she walked me to the doctor and I knelt at his feet. 

"You are going to watch a "Real Man," Fuck me and you are going to be helping, now get the doctors cock out and suck it so it is nice and hard for Mistress and do it now, you fucking little sissy cock sucker."

I unzipped the doctors trousers and removed his cock, I could not believe how big it was, it must have been 3 times the size of mine and very thick, seeing it close-up like that made be feel very inadequate, I was holding his cock, which felt very heavy, I opened my mouth and put the tip inside, tasting a cock for the first time, I knew that I had to please Mistress so I started sucking and soon got the hang of it, I realized that I was a born cock-sucker, I could feel the doctors hands on my head, pushing my head down on his cock and I could taste his pre-cum; I knew that would be a taste that I would be getting use to.

Mistress was on the couch with her legs wide open, playing with her pussy, I could hear that she was moaning with pleasure.

"Doctor, I really need your big cock, please fuck me," I heard my Mistress say.

"You heard your Mistress," Said the doctor as he slipped his cock out of my mouth, he walked me over to Mistress and told me to put the tip of his cock into her pussy.

"While I am fucking your Mistress, I want you to lick my arse and play with my balls, don't stop until you are told to, do you understand me?"

"Yes I do Sir."

He started to fuck my Mistress really hard, I could see and hear that she was really enjoying it, she was really in ecstasy and I was so pleased she was happy.

"Fuck me harder, please, please, fuck me until it hurts, show that piece of shit how a real man fucks, oh, god, you are making me cum, fuck, fuck, fuck, that's it, don't stop, keep going, harder, harder, oh fuck."

At the same time, I could feel Doctor Windsor's balls, tighten and knew he was about to cum, I was still licking his arse when he grunted and pushed a little harder, I knew that he had cum, he pulled out of Mistress and fed his cock into my mouth to clean, I did a good job of cleaning his cock and when he was satisfied he told me to clean Mistress.

I looked at my beautiful Mistress with her legs wide open, cum oozing out of her pussy and there was so much of it, I got between her legs and started licking and sucking all the cum, it tasted really nice and I knew that I was a born cum drinker and that I would be tasting a lot more of the doctors cum in the future, Mistress had her hands on my head pushing it into her cunt.


Mistress Ana



"That feels so fucking nice "cucky," Lick it all up like a good dog, when I get you home, I am going to fuck you up the arse because you have been a good little dog for me today, if we can find your prostate I will even let you cum in your dog bowl, would you like that "cucky?" And what do you say to Mistress?"

"Woof, Woof Mistress, thank you Mistress," I said while still licking up the remains of the cum.

"Good pet," Mistress said while patting me on the head.

That was the start of my training and I have never looked back since. Things got much better, or worse depending on your views and one day I might share them with you but for now Mistress wants to take me for a walk round the garden, so I must go... Woof Woof till next time... 



Mistress & Apprentice Vol. 01



The ballroom was rather crowded already, Lady Anya noticed as she stepped in. She saw several familiar noblewomen in fancy dresses – some of them closely related to the monarchs like herself – engaged in lively conversation with each other and the boys. A bunch of handsome young men had been especially chosen and dressed up to entertain these influential Ladies for tonight. Some of them had arrived here with their family members; it was considered a great honour for the mother if her son was accepted to serve under a dominant Female. 

The orchestra began playing, and soon the floor was filled with spinning couples. Many women had already chosen a pretty young lad to dance with, but Lady Anya wanted to take her time. She slowly glanced around the room, eager to find out if there was anyone particularly interesting. She was currently looking for a new apprentice, a submissive male who she could make acquainted with the universal truths she and her sisters had known for millennia. She was grateful every day for her luck to be living in this magnificent Empire where the role of the divine Feminine was correctly understood and highly valued.

It didn't take long until the boy caught her eye. He was standing tall and somewhat nervous near the entrance beside his mother. Anya recognised her; they belonged to the minor countryside nobles that she had briefly met once or twice before. Yet for some reason she had never been introduced to this handsome young man before. He was traditionally dressed in a tailcoat, under which was presumably hidden a well-trained body. The soft light pouring down from the chandeliers made his fair hair shimmer with a tint of red. Strawberry blonde, she judged. How perfect.

In a graceful manner Anya proceeded towards the mother and son. The mother noticed her first, and quickly corrected her son's posture. He turned to look at the Lady who was approaching, and froze. 

The young boy couldn't get his eyes off of the woman in a white beautifully decorated dress, brown curls arranged in a hairdo that highlighted her noble features. Despite her petite size she radiated innate power and dominance everywhere around her. Her blue eyes were strangely captivating, and her voluptuous lips held a mysterious smile.

Anya addressed the mother directly as she spoke. "I want him." She pointed her finger at the boy who was now blushing. 

Observing her chest rise in the rhythm of her respiration, he tried not to stare directly at her seductive cleavage for too long.

The mother had a hard time hiding her excitement. "O-of course," she stammered after recovering from the pleasant surprise. "It would be an honour, my Lady."

"How old is he?" She was still speaking to the mother alone.

"Twenty-one, my Lady. He reached maturity last month."

Several years her junior, and at the peak of his virility. Excellent. "I assume he has taken all the preparatory classes for apprenticeship?" 

"Yes, of course Ma'am. He has been very thoroughly trained by me and the other family matriarchs."

Anya could barely keep herself from rubbing her hands in anticipation. He was so young and innocent, but still completely qualified. A perfect catch. "I bet he'll make an exemplary student, then." 

"Yes, my Lady. I guarantee it," the mother assured heartily.

"I promise I'll take good care of him." She granted her a warm smile. "You have my word." 

"He is yours, my Lady," the mother said, seemingly pleased that her son had been chosen for such a high quality assignment. "I wish him to be taken in hand and educated by you, my Lady." She curtsied and took a step back, encouraging Lady Anya to advance.

"Thank you very much." With a light nod she walked by. Approaching the boy now, she engaged him in eye contact. She sensed immediately that there was a huge amount of true potential dormant under his cute outer appearance. 

Finally she was standing right in front of him. "What's your name, pet?"

"Matvey, Ma'am." He managed to keep his voice loud and clear.

"Nice to meet you, Matvey." 

"It is an honour, my Lady." He was struggling to find the middle course between too much formality and informality. "My closest people call me Mat, however."

"I see." Even though she spoke in a sophisticated fashion, there was a twinkle in her eye. "I am Lady Anya. But you probably know that you are supposed to address me with an honorific at all times." 

"Yes, of course my Lady." He bowed lightly.

She tied him in her gaze once again. "Are you ready to serve as my apprentice?" 

The boy nodded. He hoped that the gesture revealed no trait of hesitation in spite of his intense inner dialogue.

"Way to go." Her eyes were smiling as she offered him her hand. "Shall we dance now?"

A hand in her grip he stepped among the crowd. She placed his other hand firmly on her waist and rested her free hand on his shoulder. This extremely attractive feminine body pressed against his, he had a hard time recollecting all the correct steps for the waltz despite the countless times he had rehearsed it with his mother.

Luckily he was able to avoid stumbling on anyone's feet, and her dancing skills soon absorbed him in a flow that made them a spectacle on the dance floor. So seamless was their interaction that it felt like two bodies had assimilated into a single unit. Time seemed to slow down as they swayed on the floor together, spin after spin after spin, until it stood almost still. It was as if the Universe was holding its breath, waiting for the birth of something new, something important.

She sought eye contact with him whenever possible, and he was almost sure she was able to pierce through all the layers of his soul with her gaze. He couldn't be sure whether it was due to this, or the spinning, or her scent, but he began to feel somewhat lightheaded. 

Gifted at reading any situation carefully, Lady Anya finally escorted her slightly disoriented cavalier aside. Leading him by the hand she quickly navigated towards the direction in which refreshments were served. She picked two glasses of champagne from a silver plate. 

"Let's celebrate your apprenticeship," she said cheerfully, and handed him a glass. "Cheers."

"Cheers." Mat lifted his glass, and when the bubbles of the sparkling wine touched his tongue, he knew there was no chance to escape anymore. 

"Are you familiar with your new position?" 

"I believe I am, my Lady."

"Let's recollect it one more time just in case. I'll have complete ownership over you, and my word is your command at all times. I am your Lady, your Mistress, your Queen. You are my apprentice, my slave, and my pet, whatever term I prefer to use. I am the sole authority in your life from now on, requiring your utter submission at all times. Understood?" 

There was certain strictness about her voice that made him shiver just a bit. "Yes." He bowed. "I aim to serve you, Mistress."

"Excellent." She gave him a delightful smile. "In that case I'll see you at my manor at 9 o'clock sharp tomorrow morning."

Mat rested his hand on the doorknocker and breathed deeply one last time before he let the heavy brass object slam on the wood. He had been unable to sleep much that night. All he could think of was the radiant Lady, and what kind of plans she might have for him today.

He had spent the entire morning getting ready, bathed and dressed with the aid of his mother. He was now wearing breeches and a tunic laced at the front. His cotton undershorts hid his freshly trimmed pubic hair. 

A female servant opened the door. Behind her in the hallway Mat saw the Lady into whose charge he had been given yesterday. He stepped over the threshold and entered the spacious room, unsure what to expect. 

Mat heard the door was shut behind him. He approached his new owner steadily. The Lady was wearing a dress even more beautiful than the one yesterday, made of black velvet and decorated with pearls. Her hair waved open on her shoulders this time.

"Lady Anya, I am at your service." He bowed, blushing a little. 

She welcomed him with a nod. "Nice to see you, my new apprentice."

"Mother instructed me to obey you without question." He blushed a little more, and kneeled before her, head lowered. 

"And I'm sure you're smart enough to follow that advice at all times." 

"Yes, my Lady." 

"That's fine, you can stand up now." 

As he stood there upright, hands on his sides, she glanced her new student from top to toe. "You have a nice posture. Just the way my boys are supposed to."

"Thank you, my Lady." He blushed again. "I was told to inform you that I am in good health and physical shape, but mother said that of course should you wish me examined, that is your right."

She stepped nearer to him and walked around his back. "Yes, your mother has been speaking the truth," she replied. "But I'll always thoroughly examine my new students anyhow." 

"Of course, my Lady," he said a little nervously, still keeping his posture, suddenly aware of the tight fitting nature of his breeches.

"You have a neat outfit, but I'm afraid you'll have to discard it now."

"Discard it, my Lady?" Although he had an overall picture of what was to come, he hadn't expected this so soon.

"Yes, my boy. Didn't your mother tell you what kind of method of examination I use?" She spoke patiently, as if addressing a small child.

"Of course she did, my Lady. Sorry, I didn't mean to hesitate." 

"Don't be afraid. There's no one else here but us." She had always known instinctively how to push a boy's buttons. "And a couple of my maidens of course." 

"Of course Ma'am." Mat blushed a deep hue of red, and bended, removing his boots and breeches. He pulled his tunic over his head, folding all the clothes carefully to one side. He stood upright in his underwear, bright red, hands clasped in front of his groin.

Anya nodded, pleased with what she saw. "Well, that was a good start. Go on." She devoured her new apprentice with her eyes, sensing the initial signs of wetness between her thighs. 

He looked at her eye, getting her meaning, and if possible, blushed deeper. Dropping his eyes, he moved his hands to the waistband of his underwear, and bent, slowly sliding them down his long legs to the floor, finally stepping out of them. He moved to quickly clasp his hands before his groin, but catching her stern glance, he moved them to his sides.

She stopped to take a long, greedy look on his young, naked flesh. He had a slim, athletic body; no matter how tall he was, there was something very boyish about him still. She gazed down his body, her eyes dropping from his lean face to his chest that was bare of hair, then past his navel, finally taking a long halt below his waist. She noticed to her delight that his red pubic hair was neatly trimmed, and under it was located a perfect set of male genitalia. 

She couldn't help licking her lips in anticipation. "My maidens will take you to the bedroom where the examination will take place in a short while."

The day was warm, but still he shivered a little, unable to meet her eyes. "How should I await you, my Lady?" he asked quietly, meekly.

She lifted his chin so that he would meet her gaze. "Lie still on your back and wait for me. I'll be there very soon." Lady Anya quickly turned around and exited the room. 

Mat was left alone with a maiden who was presumably the Lady's submissive as well. Led to the bedroom located upstairs he had a moment to examine his surroundings. The bedroom was very impressive with its fine furnishings. He saw a large bed and a chest beside it, though what it contained he could only imagine. He moved to the bed and positioned himself lying flat on his back, keeping his hands by his sides and legs together.

She took her time, and for him this was nerves building. Mat was critically aware of his nudity, but glad to remind himself that if he stayed on his back and kept his legs together, some of him would be hidden at least. Thoughts of previous examinations at the hands of Female family matriarchs and medical staff flashed through his mind, keeping his blush firmly upon his cheeks.

Lady Anya gracefully entered the bedroom. "Well, what do we have here?" She stepped closer to the bed. "A nice and obedient student!"

She was so beautiful, and exuded an air of power and dominance. The contrast with his naked form was striking. "Yes, my Lady. Mother told me to be a good boy for you."

"Wise words from your mother." She sat down next to him. "Oh dear, you're trembling slightly," she remarked with a tantalising smile on her face. "Are you cold?" 

"No, my Lady. It is very warm. I'm just a little shy. Sorry."

"It's alright." She placed her hand on his chest. "You don't need to be nervous. I'll treat you very well, better than you could ever imagine."

"Yes, Mistress. I'll be a good boy. I promise."

"Now, when you're ready, we shall begin."

"I'm ready, Mistress."

She didn't exactly wait for him to answer before she began to examine his upper limbs with a light touch of her hand. "Your flesh is firm and you are strong," she commented, satisfied.

"Thank you, my Lady." He tried to control his breathing, sure that her touch wouldn't remain just on his arms.

She glided her hand across his chest and abdomen. "Now, what did your mother teach you about your body parts? Which of them are supposed to be in service for the grand Female?"

"All of me, Mistress. But particularly my hands and mouth. My penis and scrotum. And... And my bottom. My anus and rectum and prostate." He was mortified, aware of her hand tracing over his flesh, her closeness, her scent, and the sound of her voice.

She smiled. "Very well." 

"She told me all of them were primarily for the pleasure of the Female, not myself, my Lady. And I must take care of all those parts in order to best serve."

She rested her hand on his lower abdomen. "I do require that you keep my property in good shape."

"I just want to please you, my Lady."

"Now, let me tell you how we'll proceed. I won't do more hands-on examination until I've seen how you perform by yourself."

"Yes, my Lady. I will listen carefully." He breathed a small sigh of relief for that he would not be manually examined just yet, his shyness showing.

"Your task is now to bring yourself to the state of arousal and show me that everything in your body is working properly in that respect." 

Mat nearly stuttered at the request, but remembered his place and swallowed, managing a nod. He closed his eyes, parting his legs a little. Slowly, he moved a hand to his penis, taking the warm flesh in his palm, slowly moving up and down its length, quickly becoming erect. Her eyes were keen on the movement of his hand.

Eyes closed, head turned to one side, he began to rhythmically stroke the shaft, his other hand lightly stroking over his scrotum and perineum, brushing the delicate skin, until he felt himself at full hardness in his hand. Then he let both hands fall to his sides, deeply embarrassed.

"That was quick. You're certainly in good shape." Anya could only stare at the impressive scene, her hunger for his young flesh growing rapidly. He was definitely a big boy.

He couldn't trust himself to speak, and nodded, awaiting the next action or command.

She took his hand in hers. "Now, you'll have to prove to me your ability to produce seed." She guided his hand softly back to his penis and wrapped his fingers, along with hers, around the shaft. Then she gently removed her own hand. "You can proceed." 

Mat opened his eyes, catching her gaze, unable to look away. He slowly began to masturbate for her. His feelings of embarrassment at this intimate act being performed before her were struggling with his training to obey Women without question. His hand moved steadily, the thick stiff organ in his hand warm and smooth. His free hand moved again slowly between his thighs.

Anya maintained the eye contact for a while but soon removed her eyes to the scene below, gazing at the hand moving along the stiffness of his organ. 

He cupped his scrotum, squeezing it gently, massaging and stroking the skin. A fingertip dipped below the heavy sac to trace across his perineum, just brushing his opening. He looked at her, drinking in her beauty, her majesty. His mind wondered, and he found himself undressing her in his mind, imagined serving her. He sensed something, as if she could read his mind. 

"Mistress..." The word escaped his lips barely audibly, his hand moving quicker now, one finger tracing tight circles around his anus. His breathing quickened, and he felt himself throbbing gently in his fist.

"Yes, my boy?" 

"I am close, Mistress..."

"Remember that you'll only be allowed to expel your seed if I say so."

"Yes, my Lady," he panted. "Please, I beg of you..." 

"Okay, you have the permission to cum in honour of your Lady now."

He couldn't bear to hold on a second longer. "Oh my Goddess!" He felt the sensation build between his legs, and tightened his fist. As he felt the climax build he pressed a finger inside of himself, feeling the rippling contractions of his anus around it, matching the spasming of his shaft. He arched his hips upwards, and thick streams of his seed, his offering to her, landed on his belly. He continued until he had milked himself dry. Panting heavily now, he moved his hands away, his still semi rigid organ lying against his thigh. 

She handed him a linen towel so that he could tidy up. "Very well performed." As she wondered how the stiff flesh would feel inside her, the sense of wetness between her thighs kept getting more and more intense. She had originally planned to proceed the examination towards his anus, but the craving inside her seemed to bring a change of plans.

"Thank you. Thank you Mistress." As his orgasm subsided, his shyness returned, and he blushed again at her praise. "What is your next command, my Lady?" he asked, as if foreseeing something.

"Your reproductive organs are working exactly as they should in order to please a Female. Next we will find out whether you can use your mouth and tongue in that purpose."

"Yes, my Queen." His eyes dropped down her body as she lifted one leg on the side of the bed.

"Do you know how to worship a Woman? Did your mother teach you properly on that?" She neatly hid her eagerness.

"Yes Mistress, she was very specific on that."

Anya lifted the hem of her dress arrogantly. "And what instructions did she give you?"

Mat swallowed, as her dress inched higher. "How to kiss, lick, suck, and nibble. And where."

"That's good. Now you'll be tested on that." 

He could only nod as the dress inched higher up her slender legs, until it was showing him her thigh all the way up. She revealed him her damp underwear, the cotton dimpling into the cleft of her sex. He felt like a dog panting, and between his thighs his sex was stirring. "Please, Mistress. I beg of you. Let me remove your knickers and worship you. I'll do anything."

"Well enough." Anya shivered in anticipation of the touch of a well-trained tongue. "You're allowed to remove my underwear now." 

Mat slowly reached his hands out to the waistband of her knickers, licking his lips subconsciously. Slowly he slid them down, revealing the lush brown curls, her perfectly formed vulva hidden beneath. He cried out at her perfection. He slowly guided her, until she straddled his face. She fondled his strawberry blonde hair with her hand.

His hands on her hips under her dress he opened his mouth, arching his tongue as she lowered herself to him. Her scent in his nostrils he groaned. His penis visibly stiffened as he got his first taste, with a long lick the length of her sex, by which he sent a pleasant vibe running through her clitoris. 

"Keep going." Her breathing was already getting slightly heavier.




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He redoubled his efforts, focused on her clitoris now, sucking, massaging it. His own arousal matched hers, his erection stranding proud, as he eagerly worshipped her.

"Right there. Little to the left, my boy, and you're right there."

He did as commanded, holding her tight against him. His world was his tongue and her clitoris, the stiff little bud exposed from beneath its hood.

"Mmm," she panted, "that's the exact spot..." Her mind was blown from the intensity of the touch of his tongue and the sensations it brought. She knew she was nearing the brink, her hand tightly clenching a fistful of his hair. "Yes, yes, yes... Just a little bit more..."

Pulling her harder against his greedy mouth, his tongue worked at her sensitive little bud. Her head dropped to one side, and she closed her eyes.

"Oh baby..." Anya could feel the wonderful vibes start to spread out from her feminine core. "Bring me over the threshold!" 

Urgently, Mat licked at her, wanting her to cum, needing to please her. She wouldn't be able to resist the inevitable much longer. He arched his hips up, erection standing proud, and pressed his mouth harder to her sex, her juices coating his face as his tongue moved up between her soft lips.

"Oh my dear boy, just one more bite and we're there..."

He drew her clitoris between his teeth, sucking the tender bud. She felt the tingling sensation between her thighs, the tension building up to the maximum until explosion. It left her speechless, seeing the images of angels and star constellations in her mind's eye.

He drank her in, his hands moving from her hips, under her buttocks to her vulva, parting her labia with his fingertips, spreading her sex for his hungry tongue to devour.

"You make your Lady lose her mind..." Anya remembered thinking how she had judged the boy to be good, but this good, whoa...

"Thank you, Mistress..." he replied, muffled beneath her.

She sensed that he was the first of her apprentices who had the ability to give her several orgasms in a row. "Don't you stop..."

Obediently Mat continued, careful not to press too hard on the sensitive bud between her soft lips, taking long slow licks from her anus right back to her clitoris. She was so aroused and so sensitive after the orgasm that it almost hurt.

His hand reached among her soft damp hair, finding her clit, massaging it gently, as his tongue darted in to each of her soft openings in turn, tracing their sensitive entrances.

This made her pant heavily. "If you keep doing that for a minute longer, you'll have your Lady cum again." 

Firmer now he massaged at her exposed clitoris, pointing his tongue and pressing it in to her, savouring her taste, her essence. 

The stimulation was so intense that it made her believe she was about to faint. "There you go, my lovely boy..." 

His fingers a blur on her clitoris now, he massaged her firmly, desperately wanting to please, to serve.

His touch felt so wonderful that she was almost reluctant to give in to the power of orgasm. "Gently, gently, gently bring me over the brink..." Goddess have mercy on me, she thought, I can never let this boy out of my house again!

He obeyed without pause, wanting her to experience that pleasure, wanting to be the one who gave it to her. His cock was throbbing, she aroused him so, but he knew instinctively to resist touching himself unless commanded by her, his Goddess. He focused on bringing her to that second climax.

She caressed his face, swinging her hips against him as she felt the pleasurable contractions spread all over her sex again. "Ahh..."

Anya backed away slightly, placing her palm on Mat's cheek, and drew his face close to hers. "Thank you dear. You just made your Lady very, very happy." She kissed him deeply, tasting her own juices on his lips.

He moaned softly as her tongue slipped in to his mouth. Her tongue touched his, transferring a burst of Feminine energy to him. He groaned, arching up a little.

"Your mouth is so soft," she whispered.

"It's not all that's soft," he murmured.

"Oh yeah?" She broke the kiss and looked him tantalisingly in the eye.

He blushed deeply again, lowering his eyes. "Mother always said a good boy ought to be hard between his legs, soft inside mouth and bottom."

"Your mother spoke wisely." Anya traced the lines of the boy's lips with her fingertip.

Mat lifted his eyes, gazing up at her. She sat astride him, her dress covering her, but the heat and wetness of her sex on his chest. He was awestruck by her beauty and majesty.

"So, you have this another soft spot that you're supposed to share with me very soon," she said playfully. "But first, let me get a little more comfortable."

Anya disappeared to the next room but soon walked back, now only wearing a corset. Her sex was bare and still dripping wet as she came back to bed. Mat gasped, drinking in the sight of her body; the curve of her hips, the dark pink slash of her sex through the matted brown curls, her slim legs, small pert breasts lifted by the corset. "Mistress... you... are incredible..."

She smiled assuredly. "Thank you, my pet."

"Command me, and I will obey," he said, breathlessly.

She sat next to him. "Now, relax and lie on your back. Where were we in our examination?" She was acting contemplation.

He settled back, gazing up at her. "You... You had just watched me cum, my Lady."

"Oh, that's right." In an absent-minded manner she rubbed the base of his cock amongst the hair.

He gave a low moan, his hips rising a little, his cock throbbing gently, a trail of pre-cum dripping from the tip.

"And you performed very well, my dear." She patted him protectively. "Now, let me do a couple more checks." 

"Of course, Mistress." Still a little of Mat's shyness remained, but he fervently wanted to please his Mistress, wanted to be kept and used by her.

She wrapped her palm around the length of his cock. "Now, let's see..." 

He moaned deeply as her small warm palm enveloped him.

"Your sexual organs seem to be well-formed. Perfect shape and size, I'd say." She slid her fingertips along his shaft and towards his scrotum.

"Thank you, my Lady... I want to be perfect for you..."

She massaged the soft skin around his testicles, smiling. "It's highly likely that you'll meet my measurements seamlessly," she purred. "We'll find out soon enough."

As her hand moved, he instinctively parted his legs a little, bending his knees, giving a soft moan as her fingertips cupped his heavy sac.

"But first, let's check your responsiveness to this." Anya dipped one finger of her other hand in her mouth and issued a soft command. "Now, part your legs a little more for your Lady." 

He parted them further, under her gaze. Her damp finger slowly traced along his perineum and drew a circle around the soft spot between his buttocks. She sensed him stiffen his muscles slightly, and gave him a reassuring smile. "Don't be afraid. This is what you were manufactured for."

He tilted his head back, eyes closing, as she touched the highly sensitive skin. He reached down, putting his hands under his knees and pulling them up his chest and apart, fully exposing his most private and sacred place to her. "Make me yours," he pleaded softly.

"That's the spirit." She praised his willingness to cooperate at a quiet tone. "Your Lady is very pleased to see you comply without resistance." She caressed the skin of his abdomen with her other hand as her finger traced along the rim of his anus. Suddenly she dipped her finger inside him to see how fast the sphincter muscle would give way. 

Mat groaned from deep inside, as her finger slipped in to his body, his virgin opening easily giving way, drawing her in to his warm, velvet smooth rectum. With his knees up and apart, a beautiful Woman kneeling over him, her finger pressing in to his most intimate place, a deep sense of belonging and utter submission oncame him.

As soon as his tight muscle had adapted to letting a single finger pass in and out easily, Anya lubricated two fingers at once and pressed them against the sensitive opening. They slid inside as effortlessly. "Beautiful. You adapt to your Lady's touch so willingly."

"I was made to be used by you, Goddess."

She gazed at him tenderly. "And today you will be filling your purpose, my sweet boy."

"Please, Mistress..." Keeping his knees up high, he reached down to his buttocks, taking them in his hands and spreading them apart, further exposing his anus for her.

She started to fuck him gently with her two fingers, lazily caressing his genitalia with her other hand.

Mat purred, his bottom tight but accommodating around her fingers, the digits easily slipping through the tight sphincter, brushing his prostate with each glide, his cock throbbing beneath her touch.

"So young and tight you are." The tone of her voice was like honey. 

"And all yours, my Queen."

"Yes, all mine." Anya resumed eye contact with her pet. "Along with this act your body, mind, and soul all belong to me now."

He could only nod. "I was designed to receive you in to me, Goddess. It feels so right."

"That's true, it does." It was as if the sweet orifice had been created solely to experience this moment, this touch.

He moved a hand slowly to her thigh, just shy on the edge of her brunette curls. "May I, Mistress?"

She gave him a subtle nod of approval, and he slipped two fingers between her thighs. In a come hither motion he mirrored her own fingering of him, her vagina hot and soft, caressing him.

"What will you do with me, my Lady?" he murmured. He squeezed his bottom around her fingers, giving a sly grin.

"Do you know what will happen if I continue massaging your prostate like this?" Her fingers found the angle that would give him the maximum stimulation.

"No, my Lady..." He groaned again as her fingertips pressed deep inside him.

"It will get very difficult for you to resist orgasm. However, that's a skill you'll have to master from now on to be able to operate in my servitude."

"Of course, my Lady." 

"That's why I'll bring you near the brink now, but since I need your full capacity later tonight, you're not allowed to cum." She ran her fingertips along the length of his rigid shaft as she continued to finger him with her other hand.

"I'll try to hold on, Mistress," he groaned in a mix of lust and frustration.

"Are we there yet?" Anya added some intensity to her finger movements.

"Please Mistress, please I beg of you..." Mat was breathing hard, his cock throbbed visibly beneath her teasing fingertips, and his bottom clenched around her massaging fingers.

"Ok, that's fine." She let her fingers slowly glide out of him, leaving him empty and aching for more. "As I said, no cumming just yet."

He looked up at her, pleading. Even just her fingers had got his bottom used to being filled, and he felt empty, spiritually and physically. "Command me, my Lady."

She sat there silently, watching his delicate opening close up little by little after her treatment.

"Please, Goddess. Use me, fill me, fuck me. I promise not to cum," he panted. "I'll swear to serve you for the rest of time, please just take me."

She took her hands away from his skin, staring at him with a sly grin on her face. "You horny little slut."

He blushed a little, but he couldn't deny it. A word passed through his mind, 'cunts'. He wanted to love and worship hers, and serve her with his own.

Anya had initially planned to save this for later, but his overt desire for her was so heart melting that she decided to take him right away. She withdrew and took her time to walk to the big chest at the bedside. 

"Let's see what we have here..." She started going through her belongings without a hurry. As she bent at the waist to rummage in the chest, Mat's mind raced with what could possibly be contained in there. His eyes were drawn magnetically to her backside, to the round firm globes of her buttocks split slightly to reveal the pink treasure between, to the soft curve of her womanhood puffy and wet below, framed by her thighs.

"Now, this would probably do, yes." She picked an item wrapped in linen from the chest, and brought it to the bed. "I think this will best serve both of us." 

He propped himself up on his elbows to peer with intense curiosity as she unwrapped the item.

She stroked the lengthy object, smiling. "There's plenty of this for both of us. This end serves my pleasure..." As she parted her labia with her fingers and inserted the stub end inside her, his cock twitched. 

"Oh my love," he whispered.

"...and the rest of it is for you."

Mat swallowed. It seemed so large. "What position would you have me in, Mistress?"

"I'm glad that you asked." Anya uttered a hearty laugh. "I want to take you on all fours. Puckered up, completely surrendered. That's the way I want you, love."

Her command sent a thrill through him. There could be no mistaking what this was; his total submission. He nodded, taking one last glance at her perfect corseted form, made all the more powerful by the large shaft between her feminine thighs. 

He turned on to all fours, lowering his shoulders to the bed, arching his back so that his bottom was raised nice and high, his legs parted. "Would you like me to spread myself open for you, Goddess?"

"Yes. Spread yourself wide open, and I'll take the last remains of your virginity with this shaft." She squeezed the firm flesh on one of his buttocks, and lust after him flushed through her. What had become of that shy young man, now eagerly exposing his pretty young boy cunt for his beautiful Mistress?

His weight on his shoulders, Mat reached back and grabbed his buttocks, parting them beneath her gaze. She watched as he exposed his anus, slightly opened, glistening a little with lubricant, his heavy scrotum and stiff cock hanging down beneath. He was utterly, completely exposed to her now, vulnerable, his virgin bottom offered up to her. 

"Nice job, my boy." She tickled his cock, teasing. "Who's just a little bit aroused on the thought of being penetrated with this thick shaft?" 

She rubbed the firm tip of the dildo against his inner thigh, then paused for a moment, wanting to seize the divinity of the scene. A lovely young boy offering his precious gift so willingly before the Almighty Goddess – it never left her cold. Anya's lips suddenly felt dry, and she licked them. The desire for his adorable body burned deep in her loins. She moistened the tip of the shaft that protruded from between her thighs, and gently stroked the rim of his anus with her thumb, preparing him. 

"Are you ready, darling?" she asked softly.

He shuddered in pleasure as she stroked the highly sensitive spot, his erection twitching. "Please, Mistress," he whimpered, "take me!"

She let the extension of her fill with her Feminine energy so that it became a natural part of her. From this moment on it would be her filling him with inexplicable intensity. 

"I'll accept your humble request, my pet." The tip of her dildo pressed firmly against his opening, gently advising the sphincter muscle to give way. As she entered him, she reminded herself that they were stepping in to the state of their sacred union, where the two opposite poles – the masculine and the Feminine – would blend in together and constitute a new whole much larger than the sum of its parts.

Mat's head tilted back, and a low guttural moan escaped his lips as she slid slowly but steadily inside of him. His tight opening gave way easily as she pressed forward, the crinkled ring of his anus stretching taught around the smooth shaft driving deeper inside. When at last she filled him, the soft curls above her sex brushing his skin, he moaned in lust and satisfaction. "Yes!" This was what he was created for! 

The shaft buried inside his bottom was as hard as the one swaying between his legs, as they instinctively and naturally settled in to a complimentary rhythm, rocking their hips together, getting the best angle for both their sweet spots, the slick wet sound of the cock moving in him punctuated by mutual sounds of desire and pleasure. He released his buttocks, hands now used to support himself as their lovemaking picked up pace. She masterfully used every inch of the dildo, drawing back until just the bulbous head rested inside his anus, before gliding deep back in to his welcoming velvet bowels, hands on his hips, guiding him on to her.

The orgasms he had given her before had left Anya's g-spot tender and craving for more. The movement of the shaft inside her massaged it at exactly the right angle as she rocked her hips against his pretty bottom.

He panted, utterly consumed with desire to please her. "I... I love my Mistress," he moaned.

"How much? How much do you love me?" she asked between her thrusts. She already knew the answer intuitively, but craved to hear it still.

"With all my soul." He gasped as she pressed hard against his prostate. "I love you, and want to submit to you always. You are my Goddess!" 

"Good boy," she said, caressing him through words. "I knew all along that I made the right choice, my pet." 

A steady stream of pre-cum oozed from his throbbing cock now, swinging back and forth as she fucked him. She watched in awe how the shaft disappeared deep in him, the totality of his submission turning her on more powerfully than any other of her earlier experiences of the same kind.

Mat closed his eyes, knowing that he would come to crave this feeling, with one of them inside the other, with every fibre of his being, and feel incomplete without. His genitals were throbbing strongly, and the sheer pleasure from her skilful fucking of his tender young bottom radiated through him.

"Cum in me..." he grunted. "Cum in me, I beg you, Mistress!" He rocked his hips more urgently, wanting more than anything else on earth to give her climax.

She arched her hips forward, wanting to bury herself as deep in him as she possibly could. "Say my name." The shaft gave pleasurable pressure on her g-spot, and her clitoris was getting pressed between their bodies. "Say my name, and I will come in you long and hard!"

"Anya. Lady Anya. My Goddess, my Mistress Anya!"

He squeezed his bottom around the shaft, gripping it tight, increasing the pressure on her clitoris and g-spot, thrusting back eagerly to meet her thrusts. 

"Oh Mat, Mat, what am I going to do with you?" The pressure built up until it became unbearably wonderful, and her whole vagina, clitoris and cervix exploded to a climax even grander than those he had given her before.

He used his bottom and hips to increase pressure on her sex, rocking them as she was thrusting deep inside him, crying out with her as she filled him utterly.

Her vagina was throbbing around the shaft, almost too sensitive to handle any touch, and thus she felt obliged to withdraw from him. The glistening shaft glided out of him – and her – and left him emptier than ever before. 

"You, you incredible young creature..." She leaned towards the bed, trying to catch her breath. "Please," she panted. "Help me get more comfortable."

With this soft command he crept behind her back and carefully unlaced her corset. Undone she turned back to him, and he got his first sight of her naked glory. He saw her heartbeat through the thin skin under her perfectly formed breasts. Her nipples had a lovely shade of pink, forming a stark contrast against her pale skin. His eyes wandered along the gentle curves of her lean body, savouring every detail.

"Thank you for removing that garment from me, darling." Anya was still trying to recover from her tremendous orgasm. "I need to feel your skin on mine."

Mat rolled on to his side, wrapping his arms around her and moving close, pressing sweaty flesh to flesh, his erection pressing to her stomach, his anus still open from their lovemaking. Murmuring words of adoration and worship, he kissed her. She returned the kiss, her fingertips caressing the back of his neck, so aware of his hardness below.




Mistress & Apprentice Vol. 01



"I feel so empty, my Queen," he whispered between kisses, purring at her caress, pressing himself harder to her, her nipples stiff against his chest.

"Baby, I know." She nibbled his ear.

"You feel so soft, my Goddess, so smooth. Please... Please may I be permitted to suckle your breasts? They are so perfect."

"Please do just that, and you'll make your Lady purr."

He wriggled down the bed a little, his erection pressing between her thighs. He took one of her breasts in to his mouth, kissing it lovingly, worshipful. He drew the stiff nipple in to his mouth, enveloping it, suckling like a cross between babe and lover. The other breast he massaged in his hand, toying with the nipple. He alternated between her breasts, sucking and kissing them, nibbling on her nipples, pulling them between thumb and finger. As she moved and arched against him, the head of his cock rubbed against her thigh and the hair surrounding her sex, leaving a wet trail indicating his arousal. 

"Perhaps when your womanhood has recovered, you'd allow me to serve you with my bottom on my back, missionary," he whispered softly. "I'd love to kiss you and look in your eye as we make love." 

His treatment had made her lust come back, and her cunt was throbbing with desire along with each suckle. "Sorry, I have another plans for you."

"Anything, Mistress. Command and I will obey, my body is yours."

"There's no way I can bear the touch of your cock on my skin any longer. I need you inside me right now."

He grasped her hips and rolled her on top of him. He sunk inside her easily, and her soft yet powerful sex consumed him, conquered him. Mat cried out as he sunk to the hilt in her. Never had anything felt so warm, embracing, fit so perfectly. His hands returned to her breasts as she moved on him. He gazed up at her. "You are majestic..."

He was so big, his young cock so vital and stiff, ready to serve her at any time she wished so. They were such a perfect fit that it must had been made in Heaven. Anya closed her eyes and her head tilted back, her facial expression unable to hide how unimaginably wonderful it felt to have him inside her. One of his hands dropped from her breasts down her body, thumb brushing between her lips, teasing her clitoris from beneath its hood, massaging it as she rode him, claiming him.

Sexual energy flowed between them beautifully, forming a closed circuit between their hearts. She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, and without a sound her lips formed the three words: "I love you."

Mat's heart felt like it might burst. He felt at one with her, their sexes joined in perfect union. His breathing was heavy now, his scrotum heavy and full, and he could sense he was close to climax. His thumb rolled firmly across her clitoris, and he watched her beautiful breasts, tips glistening with his saliva, thrusting out. He wanted them to cum together, but he remembered her rule.

"Please Mistress, my love, I'm so close. I beg you let me offer you my seed, let me cum inside your perfect womb..." Mat had a sudden vision of Anya's body in pregnancy, swollen belly, breasts and vulva ripe and firm. Belly pressing to his back as he served her on all fours, full labia split around his cock as she rode him.

She gave her answer, breathing heavily. "Boy, if you beg to cum in unison with me, you'll have to be ready. It's an initiation to the Universal truths, and there's no going back after you've opened the gate."

A familiar tingle built, raking between his sacred spots, anus to scrotum to penis. "I am ready, my Queen. Please! Please. I need you. I was made to serve you. I cannot hold on, I beg you!"

"Alright. I'll make you my initiate." She looked him in the eye, panting as her own orgasm approached. "I'll accept your seed as a gift offered to me. Tell me once more how much you love your Lady, and you're free to cum."

He gazed up at her, drinking in her majestic beauty, radiating power, and dominance. Her exquisite womanhood was tight and slick, moving easily up and down his erection. "I love and worship you. I want to spend every moment in servitude to your Feminine radiance. I want to offer up my body for your pleasures. I love you. I love you."

She squeezed him with her pelvic floor muscles, giving both of them the sign to let go, let themselves be flushed over the edge. "I love you too."

Mat cried out, his anus contracted, his scrotum drew up, and his erection spasmed, his seed emptying in to her warm embrace. His words were unintelligible, crying out to the Goddess, knowing that he was utterly hers, no going back, and that he wouldn't have it any other way. "Oh my Lady Anya..." 

Her climax caused her to contract around him, along with the spasms that pushed his seed deep in to her fertile womb, her tightly gripping cunt milking every last drop. "Oh my sweet, sweet pet..." The tenderness her heart felt for him was indescribable. 

Anya and Mat were lost in bliss, the dual ceremony of having her come whilst inside him, then him inside of her, linking them perfectly. For a moment in space and time, the beauty and interconnectedness of everything in the Universe was manifest in their sacred union.



Mistress and Bitch



When they first met, there was electricity between them. When they gazed at one another, it was there, and when they touched, it was there. It almost goes without saying that this electricity was also present in their lovemaking. More than once he had said that he felt under her spell, totally captivated, and for him this was a good thing. 

Every day they made love, often several times. He had never known such freedom sexually. Anything he wanted to do or try, she was willing, and when she suggested they try something new or different, he was always willing, if not completely comfortable at first. But he had to agree there were always surprisingly good "happy endings" to these suggestions, and a deep sense of trust began to grow between them. 

So, when she wanted to fuck his ass with her fingers, he was game, despite an initial wariness about being touched and probed in this most private place. He was surprised how good it felt to be penetrated anally, and slowly she began to increase this side of their play and almost always resulting in a heightened sexual experience for him. At the same time she began to also exert a greater control during their love making, asking him to do things for her, like not moving or holding onto the brass bar at the top of her bed and not letting go until she said so. She would kiss and bite his nipples, but he wouldn't let go, no matter hard she bit. His not having control during sex became quite a turn-on for him and for her as well. He liked her being in control, and this seemed to fuel greater feelings of lust in her. He began to feel as if she knew what he wanted even before he did.

Soon she began to have him ask for things that she would do sexually to him, and this quickly turned into his begging for sex, begging to be penetrated anally. She would toy with him for long periods of time, acting as if she were unsure of what he wanted and then telling him he needed to ask in the most direct and lewd way possible so she was clear about what he wanted. He hadn't realized it at the time, but he was slowly becoming more and more deeply under her spell and more and more submissive to her, and he was loving it. 

Yet at the same time, anytime he wanted to fuck, she was always open and wet for him, and she never once refused him sex, if he initiated it. He loved fucking her. It was the best sex he had ever experienced. It was the best, that is, until one day when she told him that she wanted to fuck him. She told him that she had a surprise for him. She had him get up on his hands and knees and then blindfolded his eyes. Always up for something new, initiated by her, he wasn't surprised when she started lubing up his ass. He squirmed with the delight of being penetrated again by her fingers. Soon he was begging to be finger fucked, just as he as he had so many times before. 

"Does my baby need his ass fucked? Tell me how much you want it," and he did want it. He begged her and begged her to fuck his ass, and so she did. But this time it was different. Something hard and a little cold was trying to get into his ass, but after a little resistance, her strap-on slipped right in. He had never felt his ass feel so full, and when she started rocking in and out and slowly fucking him, he was in a sexual heaven like he had never known. "Ooooh, my baby likes his ass fucked, doesn't he?" she cooed at him, and he could only moan in agreement. "I thought you might," and she proceeded to fuck him harder and harder until he was in a frenzy 

With her urging him on, he was screaming how much he loved being fucked by her cock. And when he finally came, it was a peak experience like no other he ever had. She had shaken his world, and his body was trembling for almost an hour from the intensity this ass fucking and orgasm, and as she lay next to him and held him, she told him how much she loved him.

She would now fuck his ass several times a week, always making him beg for it, which he willingly did. He was becoming addicted to her power and to her cock. She would have him suck on her cock for what seemed like hours before fucking his ass. She began to change how she spoke to him when she was in control. She called him "bitch" or "slut" or "cock whore" and would ask, "Does my bitch need her pussy fucked?", to which he always responded, "your bitch needs her pussy fucked", and then the begging to be fucked would begin.

Sometimes in the middle of his begging she would ask, "If I fuck you, what will you do for me?" and the answer would always be, 

"Whatever you want me to do." So before long he was eating and tongue-fucking her ass whenever she wanted and worshipping her pussy. He loved the taste of her pussy and experienced great pleasure, licking and tonguing her, bringing her to orgasm after orgasm. But there was something so wickedly erotic about tonguing her ass, trying to get his tongue in a far as possible, and this became a secret taboo thrill for him that he was only too willing to beg to do for her. 

Adding to these taboos, she began to have him go down on her when she was having her periods, and she seemed be more sexually aroused when she was bleeding. He said he was surprised at how much he enjoyed her taste, especially when she was aroused, and her flow was strongest. She also got off on seeing her bitch's face all smeared with blood. At these times she liked to call him, "My little tampon".

Yet as subservient as he was becoming, if he initiated sex, she remained open and wet for him, calling him, "My Man", as he fucked her senseless as many times as he wanted. He still loved sex with her and she loved being deeply impaled on his cock or sucking on it until he filled her mouth with his salty cum.

However this best of both worlds would soon come to an end. One morning she said, "We need to talk. Things have been wonderful between us for a long time, but I'm feeling a need for a change, and now I need you to make a choice. I've loved having you as my Man, and I've also loved having you as my bitch, my little ass-whore, but I don't want you to be both any longer. I want you to choose. You can be my Man, and you can have me any time you want. I will never refuse you. My pussy, ass, and mouth will be yours to fuck anytime and as much as you want, BUT if you choose to be my Man, you will no longer be my bitch. If you are my Man, I won't fuck your ass or dominate you anymore. On the other hand you can choose to be my bitch, and I'll fuck and use you anyway I want, whenever I want, and you can't refuse me or else I will punish you severely. I won't do both any longer, so it needs to be one way or the other, no in-between. I will love you either way, that's for certain, but you will need to choose. Also, once you choose, you won't be able to change your mind, or I will leave you as much as it will pain me to do so. What will it be, bitch or my Man? Think about it. There are no wrong choices." When he tried to reach for her, she pushed me away, saying, "There will be no sex or closeness until you decide which you really want more."

They went into separate rooms, and he pondered the dilemma put before him. Truth was he loved being both her Man and, at other times, her bitch. Why this best of both worlds had to change was beyond him, but he had seen the fiery determination in her eyes and was certain she meant it when she threatened she would leave him. He began to look at what he would need to give up by choosing and what would be most difficult for him to do without. Sex with her had been marvelous and more passionate than with any woman he had ever known. But from the first time she fucked him with her strap-on, he was hooked on anal sex and couldn't get enough of it. He begged, not just because it was his role to play, but because he truly craved to be her bitch, craved her cock. The orgasms he had as her bitch were other worldly. He never knew such pleasure existed. When he thought of this, he knew he loved being her bitch and would miss being her Man, but he had to admit he already was her bitch and couldn't do without her cock. He got hard just thinking about seeing her in her harness with whatever dildo she was wearing. He craved them all and all of them in his, rather her, ass, uh pussy. 

He had a slight sense of trepidation about the road they were about to travel and what this might mean to their relationship, but he was certain he was already her bitch. And when he announced his decision, she laughed and clapped her hands, saying, "I knew it. I knew this would be your choice. You really are my bitch." 

She told him that she had several conditions he would also need to agree to as her bitch and explained them to him. She instructed him to shave all the hair off his body apart from his head and return to her naked. When he returned she told him that as Her bitch he was to be on the floor at her feet and never on the couch or at an equal level unless she requested it. Anytime he was home he was to strip naked and remain that way unless instructed to do otherwise. After he sat on the rug she said, "You will also only address me as Mistress or Goddess and only speak when spoken to, or I will punish you. Is that understood?"

He answered, "Yes Mistress," for the first time.

"Yes, I like that. This is going to work out just fine. Also I think a bitch should greet their Mistress in a way that befits their relationship, don't you think?"

Somewhat puzzled he answered, "Yes Mistress". 

"Let me think. What would be a good and fitting way for a bitch slave to greet their Mistress?" she said, paused, thinking and then clapped again, "I know! You will greet me by kissing me on my ass. Isn't that a good way for a bitch greet their Mistress?"

Again he answered, "Yes Mistress," secretly thrilled and more than willing to be allowed the intimacy of this most private area of her body.

"And, oh yes, you will need to beg me for the privilege to kiss my ass and tongue fuck me. Do it! Do it now!"

He began to rise to walk towards her, but she quickly pushed him back down to the floor, indicating that this was now his place. He crawled to her and knelt before her and asked, "Please Mistress, may I be allowed to kiss your ass?" 

"Is this what you truly want to do? This is the time for truth. Is this what you want? If it is, then you need to tell me, so I clearly understand what you're needing".

Again he asked, "Please Mistress, your bitch loves to kiss your ass. Please allow this bitch the honor of kissing and tongue fucking your ass"

"Much better. Now follow me," she told him as she walked over to the nearby kitchen counter and leaned over it, allowing the shift she was wearing to rise up, exposing her bare butt checks. "I expect you to do all the work, and your greeting better please me." With that encouragement he leaned forward and using both hands, parted her beautifully rounded butt cheeks and licked his way to her puckered prize. Whether it was his increasing submissiveness or the delicious taboo thrill, this was exactly where he wanted to be, and he couldn't imagine doing anything else that could enthrall him as much as kissing her anus right there and then. He licked and probed and slowly was able to enter past her tight ring, and he was in heaven, fucking in and out until she said, "Enough," and pushed him away.

"This is the type of greeting I expect every time you or I come home. Are we clear?" His cock was sticking straight out, as hard as it could get. "Looks like someone likes this way of greeting. Am I right? Tell me".

"Oh yes Mistress, Please allow me to greet you this way. I would be honored to greet you this way," he said hoping she wouldn't change her mind or tire of this greeting very soon.

His new Mistress was very hard on him that first day. It was difficult moving around on his hands and knees, and when he made the mistake of getting up onto his feet to follow her down the stairs, she got a belt and whipped his ass until he cried and his ass was bright red. She informed him that she would now punish him for any infractions or mistakes he might make and sometimes she might do it just because she enjoyed whipping and torturing him. She told him to get used to his body being hers to do with as she pleased, and a shiver of fear shot through him, and he wondered if he had made the right choice.

Later in the day, once she had him eating her pussy and tonguing her ass, it was clear that this was where he wanted to be. If the whippings and degradations were the price to be able to worship her pussy and ass, then he was willing to do so. And at the end of the day when he saw his Mistress wearing her harness and strap-on, he was sure he had made the right choice. 

"I see my bitch is happy to see me," gesturing towards his raging hard-on and laughing. As he looked downward, flustered and humiliated, she said, "Look! Look at the cock you love. Look at it! Now!" And he did look, and he desperately wanted that cock, and at the same time he burned with a humiliation that fueled his now hopeless submissiveness. "Tell me what you want. Tell me how much you want my cock, how much you need it. Be my bitch for me". 

His face burned, and he wanted nothing more in that moment than to belong to her and be the bitch that he already was. "Your bitch is so hungry for your cock", and his mouth was salivating with thought of being face fucked or being reamed in the ass by his Mistress. "Your bitch needs cock. Please fuck this bitch's face. Your bitch's ass is so hungry for cock. Fuck this bitch's ass, please", he begged. 

She slapped his already red ass so hard it brought tears to his eyes. "This ass? Is this the ass that needs fucking?" she asked and slapped hard again and he was shaking. "Stay still," she commanded, and he stayed as still as his trembling body could. He felt the cold, wet application of the lube that would begin his heavenly journey and felt her fingers piston slowly in and out of his ass, swirling around and feeling the insides of his ass and rectum and adding 3 and 4 fingers, filling him. She slapped his ass hard again when he started to move towards her thrusts, "I told you not to move, you stupid bitch", and slapped him again. "You really are an ass whore, a real slut. Lucky for you, I have just what a bitch needs," and she moved directly in front of his face and slapped his cheeks with her cock. "If you really want it, go get it but don't move your hands and feet," and she continued to slap his face with her cock and then pull it away, making it hard for him to get it in his mouth. Still he desperately tried to get the cock he so desired into his mouth, and he lunged frantically for the cock, getting it into his mouth for a second or two, only to have her pull it away and slap his face with it some more. "I guess you don't really want to be my bitch. You don't really want my cock at all, do you?". He was openly sobbing, so desperate and hungry for her cock was he, 

"Please, please, please. Please let me suck you. I love your cock. I need it," he sobbed, and she finally relented and fed him her cock, and he swallowed it to the hilt and started pistoning on it himself, and he was in heaven, and so was she. The large two-sided dildo was also deep in her pussy as well as his mouth and was rocking and rubbing perfectly, right on her clit, and she began to shudder to one orgasm after another. She finally pushed him off her cock and gave his face a couple more slaps with her now wet cock, wetting his face with his own saliva.

She moved behind him and rubbed her wet cock along his crack, and asked, "You ready baby?", and he could only vigorously nod his head up and down. "Here comes your treat, bitch. Show me how much you want it", and he began to shake his ass side to side the whole time trying to keep the tip of the dildo at the entrance of his ass. She told him to remain still as she slowly entered his ass, and then she stopped. She stayed motionless for what seemed like an eternity, and then ordered, "Get that cock. Fuck my cock. Show me what a cock crazy bitch you are... Now!" And with that final instruction, bitch threw himself on that cock. 

His whole world was that cock and his ass fucked that cock and devoured it. His ass kissed that cock, caressed that cock, lived for that cock, and even though he orgasmed fairly quickly into the fuck, he was beyond orgasms. He was her bitch, and bitch was crazy for cock. Bitch's world was only that cock and bitch couldn't get enough cock, so hungry was he. In his lustful haze bitch hadn't noticed that Mistress was wildly bucking and fucking him too and moving as frantically as bitch was. Both were lost in a multi-orgasmic frenzy that only ended when the two them collapsed in exhaustion and lay on their sides, their chests heaving, the strap-on remaining inside both bitch and Mistress. And they both fell into a deep, deep sleep.

When bitch awoke there was emptiness where Mistress' cock had resided. Mistress was no longer in bed, and bitch crawled about the house, looking for her. Bitch found a note on the floor of the kitchen that read: "Last night was truly wonderful. I'm so glad that I have a bitch like you. I like this change. I've gone shopping and will be back in a few hours. Clean yourself up and shave your body hair. This will be your daily routine. I like my bitches smooth. Remember you are no longer a man. You are a bitch, my bitch. Eat something, then clean and vacuum the house while I'm gone. You can stand while you do it, but once you've finished, I want you back on the floor. This is where bitches belong. Be a good bitch while I'm gone, and remember, no touching yourself while I'm gone. Your clitty (it used to be a cock) belongs to me now as do your orgasms".

As bitch crawled back to the bedroom to bathe, they wondered what Mistress meant by "my bitches". Had there been others? A pang of jealousy and insecurity rushed through bitch, thinking that there might have been others in their current spot and wondered what this meant for them. Bitch showered and shaved. Bitch reveled in how soft their legs and body felt without hair, as they toweled themselves dry. As they crawled about the house, bitch wondered if they would ever get used to being on the floor. Time passed slowly, but they did what they were told, and the house was clean. Then bitch waited, patiently lying on the living room floor, across from the front door. Bitch's heart jumped with the sound of the key in the front door, and Mistress entered, carrying a number of bags.

"You're going to love what I've gotten you," Mistress cooed to them, and bitch beamed with joy at her return, "but aren't you forgetting something? I know you gave me a great deal of pleasure last night, but that's no excuse for rudeness." She stared at bitch intently who was clueless to her meaning. When Mistress turned her butt to the side, inquisitively gesturing to it with her eyes and raising her eyebrows, a light bulb went off in bitch's mind, the greeting. How could bitch be so forgetful so soon? 

Bitch crawled quickly in front of Mistress and asked, "Please Mistress, may I greet you by kissing your ass? It would be a great privilege for me to kiss your ass." 

Mistress looked like she was giving this request considerable thought, however she was just trying to provide some frustration for her bitch. "How quickly you forget these little rituals. I guess you don't like greeting me this way," she said. 

"Oh no, please, I love kissing your ass," and that secret thrill shuddered through bitch's body, "I don't know what I would do if I couldn't greet you or pleasure you that way."

"You've convinced me for now, but don't ever forget again, or you'll never kiss it again. How sad it would be for you to have my ass off limits forever," she said, victorious in bitch's disclosure of the secret desire she already long knew was there.




Mistress and Bitch



Bitch crawled behind Mistress. "Use your teeth to remove the underwear, and you better not bite me, or there will be Hell to pay." 

Bitch did as told and slid the underwear down slowly, first pulling on one side and then the other until they were completely off. Then began the task of greeting the ass bitch loved so much, licking and tonguing her the way bitch knew she liked best, and then tongue fucking her, trying to get into her as deeply as possible and once in, slowly going in and out. Mistress gave a slow guttural sort of response and her hips began to push back onto their tongue, swaying in unison, and bitch knew they were pleasing Mistress.

When she had enough, Mistress abruptly pulled away from his face, leaving his tongue reaching for a last bit of treasure, and she laughed at the sight. Bitch's face turned red with embarrassment, which also pleased Mistress immensely. 

"Let me show you the presents I've gotten us", and Mistress took out each item and did a little show and tell about each. There were wrist and ankle cuffs for times when she might want to restrain bitch, nipple clips to give more intensity, and she put a pair on bitch to demonstrate, making them writhe in a combination of pain and pleasure, a number of whips and straps for when she might want to hurt bitch and she gave bitch a quick couple of swats on the ass, also several different sized butt plugs for bitch to remember their ass was hers, and also a collar, a slave collar, Mistress said, with a dog-tag saying, "bitch" on it, and she had bitch kiss the collar before buckling it tightly around her now slave bitch's neck, but she saved what she called "the best" for last. She handed bitch a hand sized gift-wrapped box, and said, "This for you. I want you to wear it every day to remember that you now belong to me and that your sex and your orgasms belong to me. Open it." 

Intrigued and somewhat excited to what it could be, bitch fumbled with the wrapping, finally opening the package to reveal a chastity device. Mistress clapped and said, "Isn't it delightful? Now it will be impossible for you to have an orgasm without my permission," and bitch became very sad at the prospect of not being able to freely orgasm. Until today they had at least an orgasm a day, often many more, but now residing in their hand was the instrument of their enslavement and complete submission. Seeing the sadness in their eyes, Mistress said, "Don't be sad. It's all about truly being my bitch and truly belonging to me. Don't you want that? Hasn't it already been wonderful?" 

Bitch had to admit hat, even with the whippings from the day before, they were never more excited and connected to Mistress. Could this bring them closer together? Bitch couldn't see how, but bitch did want to belong to Mistress no matter what, so they agreed to do what Mistress wished for them. Mistress clapped again. "This is great," she said. "Now your sex officially belongs to me", and she fastened the device around bitch's sex and balls and, when it was on, attached a small numbered loop to lock it in place. "See, I'm not completely heartless. With this lock in place, it won't set off any annoying and embarrassing alarms when you go to work or to the store. Isn't that thoughtful?" she asked, waiting for a response. Bitch could only blush and nod in embarrassment. 

"Let's see how well this chastity thing works, shall we? But first, let's plug that butt of yours." Mistress lubed up bitch's ass, trying to be even more sensual and stimulating than usual, to see how the chastity device functioned, and while bitch's sex wanted and tried to grow, it was painfully confined within the device. "Ooh that's so sad," Mistress said in a pouty, little girl voice. "It wants to grow, but it can't. Sooo saaad for bitchy poo." And with that she lubed up the biggest plug she had gotten and roughly shoved it up bitch's ass without warning, making them yelp.

All day, bitch pleasured Mistress with their hands and mouth, bringing Mistress to countless orgasms. However, at the end of the day, when Mistress penetrated bitch's ass with her strap-on, an surprising thing happened. The anal sex was pleasurable as usual, but without the possibility of orgasm, something new happened. There was a surrendering to Mistress's cock and a sense of being possessed by her. If asked in the past, bitch would have always said they felt possessed and under her spell, but this time was different. Without orgasm on some level to fuel the process, bitch felt themselves to be a part of Mistress and connected to her on a profoundly deep level. Bitch took pleasure in sensing each and every orgasm Mistress had and felt they shared the orgasms together. Later, just before drifting off to sleep, bitch thanked Mistress for her many gifts, including the chastity device.

During the weekends Mistress would cut off the lock and replace it with a small padlock that could easily be removed and relocked. She wore its small key on a chain around her neck and, at the time of her choosing, would remove the cage, and immediately bitch's sex would enlarge to a full erection. After telling bitch they were to tell Mistress when they were close to cumming, Mistress would then fuck bitch's ass or stroke their clitty, until they were about to cum, and laughing at thwarting bitch's impending orgasm, she would stop and say, "No cumming for bitchy poos", and then would painfully squeeze bitch's sex and balls until they would fit back into the device. Even though bitch had felt comfortable and resolved about not having orgasm before, this teasing and coming so close to orgasm was immensely frustrating, and bitch longed for release, often begging to be allowed to cum. However, with the start of the workweek, the padlock would be replaced by another numbered loop, out of Mistress' "kindness", and the imprisonment would continue.

Bitch and Mistress continued like this for about 6 months, each day giving Mistress their greeting first thing every morning and again upon seeing each other later in the day, and then pleasuring her in any way she wished. Sometimes bitch would wear a dildo on their face and fuck Mistress and sometimes, even bitch's very own strap-on. Bitch's clitty was no longer for fucking. Bitch's purpose was to give pleasure to their Mistress without thought to their own. There were often times when Mistress would whip bitch, for their own good, she said, and bitch actually began to crave the intensity of these whippings as painful and tear producing as they were. The whippings were often quite sensual and fairly mild for most of the time, focusing on bitch's "sweet spots", but then moving onto the searing pain Mistress craved to inflict on bitch. Anal sex for bitch was becoming far less frequent, but bitch still loved it and was extremely grateful and moved when Mistress would bestow this gift upon them. This continued act cemented their bond, especially for bitch, and bitch treasured those moments.

After about 6 months of chastity, Mistress announced she was going to allow bitch to have an orgasm. Bitch wasn't really sure whether this would happen or was just another of Mistress' teases, so bitch didn't initially get their hopes up, however Mistress assured bitch that she was sincere and said that if bitch was able to cum, bitch would be allowed and encouraged to do so. 

The "special day" began like most days, with bitch's tongue deep inside Mistress' ass, which she and bitch now referred to as "treasure", a fitting tribute to the reverence to which bitch held those greetings and Mistress' most private place. Throughout the day bitch pleasured mistress to numerous orgasms, by tonguing her, face fucking her, and fucking her wearing bitch's own personal strap-on, the only cock that bitch would ever put in Mistress, she said, all the time remaining locked in chastity. 

Late in the day, Mistress started to whip bitch in her sensual style, which excited bitch a great deal. However today rather than progress to the extreme whipping bitch usually received, Mistress stopped and said, "Are you ready for your orgasm? Tell me how much you want it". With the chastity device sill on, bitch was sincere but not especially passionate, however, once the device was off, bitch begged for release as if their life depended on it. Upon removing the device bitch's sex had sprung to life, and their breathing took on a feverish quality.

"Hold still", Mistress called out and then began to strike bitch sensually all over their body, until they were quivering. "I am going to whip you, and I don't want you to cum until I say so. If you fail and cum without my permission, you may never get out of that chastity device again, but if you do as I say, you will have the orgasm I promised. You are not to touch or rub yourself in any way. Are we clear?" bitch nodded their assent, "Here we go." 

Mistress alternated between a quirt, a strap, and a cat. The hits stung but at the same time were quite pleasurable, hitting bitch's "sweet spots". Mistress had become quite the expert in this kind of "edge-play". Soon bitch was squirming and moaning and crying out of frustration because they were so close to cumming, but bitch was fearful and didn't want to be locked away forever, never again to cum. Mistress now picked up her whipping in earnest. Gone was any intent to play an edge. Now she wanted to inflict pain and was succeeding brilliantly, and bitch was screaming and moaning in the unbearable pain. 

Out of all this intensity Mistress screamed at bitch, "Cum now you fucking bitch! Here's your chance! Cum Now, Cum for Mistress!" And through the tears and sobbing, bitch came and came, all the while the beating continued, until bitch collapsed, sobbing, their chest heaving, no longer able to hold themselves up. And with bitch's body lying belly down on the floor, Mistress moved to a position past bitch's head, and lying on her belly, scooped as much of bitch's cum as she could and smeared it into the crack of her ass and backed her ass/treasure so it met bitch's head and face. "Here bitch, have your treasure", and as if in a dream, bitch buried their mouth and tongue deep into the crack of her ass and lapped at Mistress' treasure and cum. Sometime in the midst of lapping at Mistress' treasure, bitch passed out.

When bitch awoke, they were in bed, their chastity device back on. Mistress was rubbing cream on all the now-raising welts, saying how much she loved bitch. How Mistress got bitch there to the bedroom was beyond bitch's reasoning right then. Bitch only knew that this was where they belonged.

PART 2

For the next several months this became Mistress and bitch's routine. Nothing had changed in what was expected of bitch, and bitch more than willingly performed all their duties without question or resistance. What seemed to change most for bitch was that, after their orgasmic beating, bitch approached their life with a new sense of equanimity and peace with themselves. Even without having an orgasm, the whippings became an experience bitch treasured as much as anything else, and during the most extreme moments and despite bitch's tears, there was a calm and joyful place of deep connection to Mistress, a surrendering to their bond, feeling safe in her powerful presence.

Every few months, bitch would be released from the chastity cage and allowed to orgasm, usually paired to a severe beating. These became bitch's most treasured moments. Mistress stopped taking off the chastity cage and teasing bitch, largely because in this place of equanimity bitch didn't care if they came or not. The teasing just didn't have the same effect. Whether bitch came or not was up to Mistress, and Mistress would choose the time for bitch, not bitch, and bitch would wait as long as that took. Bitch truly believed that these were Mistress' orgasms as was their sex. They no longer belonged to bitch in any way. There was even a part of bitch that, if orgasms were taken away entirely, bitch would still love their life just as much. Orgasms were no longer the frosting on the cake; they had become merely the cherry on top, delicious, yet hardly making a difference to bitch. Bitch lived to please Mistress. Bitch belonged to Mistress.

In the two years they lived together, they had never entertained at home, keeping their friendships as well as personal and business relationships apart from their home life. That was why bitch was surprised, when one day at work, Mistress called and said she had invited some friends to come over after work for some wine and snacks and asked if bitch minded. "Not at all. It would be nice to meet some of your friends after all these years," bitch said. Mistress also asked if bitch minded picking up some more wine on their way home because she was pretty sure the one bottle they did have wouldn't be enough. They both laughed in agreement, and bitch said they would take care of things.

So bitch wasn't at all surprised when they opened the door and heard the sound of women's laughter. Putting the things they bought on the counter, bitch told Mistress that they had taken the liberty of also buying some French Bread, crackers, and several spreads from their local deli. "Oooh that's so sweet," two of the women said in unison. Bitch went up to each woman, and gave their given name, and each woman introduced themselves to them. 

Bitch then went to give Mistress a hug, who surprised them by pushing bitch away and then asking loud enough for all to hear, "Where's my greeting? Or are you done with those?" Mistress waited for bitch's reply. Bitch was totally shocked by this new circumstance they found themselves in. Certainly Mistress wouldn't expect bitch to greet her in their usual way in front of these people? 

Unbeknownst to bitch, Mistress had long told her friends all about her relationship with bitch, and how it had evolved. They had heard her stories from almost the beginning of their Mistress/bitch/slave relationship. Most hadn't believed her at all. It was too fantastic. But now all five waited to see if the promised performance would occur as billed.

Bitch whispered to Mistress, calling her by her given name, "Please don't make me do this. Please." 

"I'm so upset with you right now," Mistress hissed loudly. "I'm not sure what will happen to us without the greeting I expect from a bitch like you. So what's it going to be? You're embarrassing me in front of my friends." Then, turning to her friends, she said, "You'll have to pardon this stupid bitch. She's trying to sort out her priorities."

Slowly and shakily bitch began to drop to the floor, and kneeled before their Mistress, who was beginning to revel in her victory. "Please Mistress, this bitch would like to greet you," bitch said in a barely audible tone.

"I can't hear you, and I'm even more certain my friends can't either. Say it again. Tell me what you're wanting. Say it loud enough that everyone can hear," demanded Mistress.

What bitch wanted more than almost anything at that moment was to simply disappear. The only thing in this moment that was more important was bitch not losing Mistress and her Love. So in a voice that quaked and quivered but was loud enough that all could hear, bitch requested, "Please Mistress. Please grant this bitch the honor of greeting you".

"And how would you greet me? Be very specific. Stop being so coy. I want everyone to know and hear how you want to greet me"

Shaking very visibly in total humiliation, bitch said, "Please allow me to greet you by kissing your treasure", thinking if he used their word, it might better and reveal less. Bitch was still hoping for some graceful way out of this seemingly hopeless dilemma.

"My friends don't know what treasure you're talking about. Treasure? I don't think you want to greet me at all. I think we're done with these greetings. Don't you?" Mistress declared looking directly into bitch's eyes and into bitch's soul.

"Noooo," cried out bitch, finally realizing what a desperate situation they were in. "Please let me kiss your sweet ass. I love greeting you this way. It's just that...," and his voice trailed off. The women let out an audible gasp at bitch's revelation. So it was true. Her stories were true.

"Yes you may kiss my ass. Is that all you want to do?" asking in a much more kindly and inquisitive tone.

"No that's not all," bitch whimpered. "Please allow me to greet you by tongue fucking your treasure, I mean your beautiful asshole," he trembled saying.

"And if you taste shit?"

"I won't care as long as you allow me the treasure of tonguing your asshole."

"And is this the way you dress when you greet your Mistress," she asked, knowing the answer.

"No. I mean, no Mistress," bitch sheepishly answered back.

"Then do it right for god's sake. This shouldn't be so difficult for you. Think of all the hundreds of times you've greeted me before," Mistress hissed again, but deep down she was proud that bitch responded as she hoped.

Bitch stripped out of all his clothes, leaving them in a pile, and scrambled on all fours to greet and service his mistress. All the women could all see his caged member and his completely hairless body. Even though bitch felt like passing out from terror and shame, bitch knew they had better please Mistress in front of her friends, and soon he was parting her beautiful globes and bitch's tongue was seeking out her prize. Mistress shuddered when they hit their target. 

One of her friends let out an "Ewe, that's nasty".

"Oooh," Mistress moaned, "Don't you knock it until you try it. He'll greet any of you who'd like to see what it's like to have a slave worshipping your ass. Aaaah, it's more wonderful than you could possibly know."

Soon Mistress' hips swayed in rhythm to his probing tongue, and for a moment she was lost in the world that only she and bitch shared, and then she pushed him away, saying, "Enough. Bitch go crawl in front of each of my friends and ask if you can greet them as well. Tonight they are all your Mistresses, and you are to refer to them as Mistress. Understood?"

And bitch nodded and said, "Yes Mistress", and proceeded to crawl in front of each and ask, "Mistress, would you allow this bitch to greet you by kissing and tonguing your ass?" This was hard for bitch to do but far easier than the ordeal Mistress had just put bitch through.

"And tongue-fucking them," Mistress added.

"And tongue-fucking your beautiful ass", bitch corrected himself.

Three of the women were grossed out at the prospect, but two were definitely interested and were only too thrilled to experience this new pleasure. One of the women bucked to a surprising orgasm, and Mistress had to stop the two of them because her friend didn't look like she would ever recover from the mind blowing orgasms that flowed from one to the next, hardly without pause. Finally one of the reluctant ones came around due to obvious pleasure the other two were experiencing. She wasn't disappointed either. Mistress assured the remaining two that bitch's services were available to them all night if they changed their minds, which they both finally did. All agreed it was an experience worth repeating. Mistress made it clear that anytime they were guests at the house, bitch was theirs to use as they wished, the same greeting would always be offered, and that their Mistress status continued after this night.

Mistress then demonstrated some of the many ways she used and took pleasure from bitch. She explained the function of chastity and how chastity had deepened their relationship and bitch's submissiveness, which bitch, when asked, readily admitted was true. 

They marveled as Mistress fucked bitch's ass and watched as Mistress began to have a cascade of orgasms. One of the women asked if she could try fucking bitch, so bitch was ordered to help her on with the harness, and as she fucked bitch, she proceeded to have one of her strongest orgasms ever. Later, towards the end of the evening they all took turns whipping bitch, surprised how compliant bitch remained, even under considerable duress. One woman was particularly cruel with the whip, and bitch wasn't certain they'd relish seeing her again soon.




Mistress and Bitch



They said they hadn't believed Mistress when she told them of owning a slave, but seeing was definitely believing. Bitch was asked to give each a going away tonguing, which bitch willingly did, and all the women left happy if just a little bewildered.

After the women left Mistress processed with bitch what their experience had been like for them. Mistress apologized for being so hard on bitch initially, but Mistress also expressed her considerable pride in bitch's performance. Mistress said that bitch should expect more visits from her friends, and said that what she told her friends, that anytime one of them were there, they were also bitch's mistresses, and bitch was to obey them just as if it were Mistress. Asked if bitch understood their new place in the home, bitch answered, "Yes Mistress I do."

Later that night Mistress showed her appreciation of bitch's devotion by taking off the chastity device and roughly fucking bitch to several orgasms, impacting bitch deeply.

From that date on, every week there were often several women visiting and consequently also being serviced by bitch in whatever way they wished. Bitch was compliant and aimed to give these visiting Mistresses their best efforts at pleasing these women, but bitch didn't love them, nor was bitch ever attached to any of them as bitch was to Mistress. What made made bitch's task easier was imagining that these new dominants were extensions of bitch's Mistress, and in pleasing them, bitch was pleasing Mistress. One of these these women treated bitch savagely, raping their ass, and whipping bitch mercilessly. The cruel woman had, in fact, returned. Others spent the night, using bitch as their plaything late into the night until both were exhausted. 

On these occasions, when a visiting woman spent the night, Mistress rarely came home, and bitch felt a deep sense of loneliness for her. Bitch wondered where Mistress was, and what she was doing, and, more importantly, whom she was with. Bitch felt deep pangs of jealousy for some unknown rival and fear that Mistress may have found someone more pleasing to her.

Mistress usually told bitch when to expect a visitor, so being naked when ushering in a visitor became somewhat routine for bitch. Bitch would then avail themselves to their visitor for whatever the visitor wanted. Sometimes one of Mistress' friends wasn't there for sex at all, and seeing bitch naked and being offered bitch's explicit greeting was disturbing to them both.

PART 3

One day, Mistress told bitch to expect a new friend, and to give them the same freedom of access bitch gave all of her other friends. This speech didn't surprise bitch at all. It was similar to dozens of others Mistress had given bitch over the past several months. However, when bitch answered the door at the appointed hour, bitch was shocked to see a handsome young man looking back at him. He walked right in, introduced himself, and said, "You must be bitch. I've been looking forward to finally meeting you." And as he walked into the center of the living room, he said, "I heard that you're going to give me quite a greeting. Isn't that right, bitch?"

Bitch just stammered, never expecting to service a male and never really feeling any attraction for men either, making his task far more difficult and somewhat disgusting and repellant to bitch. "Yes sir. I am here to greet you", he said reluctantly. "Please, will you allow this bitch to greet you by kissing and tonguing your asshole", bitch said almost rotely.

"And tongue-fucking me too?" the young man asked almost cheerfully, seeming to revel in bitch's discomfort.

"Yes Sir, Please allow me to tongue-fuck you too."

"Sounds good. Get started with that greeting, and get that tongue in as far as you can. I want to feel that tongue making an effort, capisce?"

And with that, bitch crawled in front of his new Master and began unbuckling his belt to get the access bitch needed. When bitch lowered his Master's pants, bitch was surprised when a monstrously large penis sprung out, hitting him in the face. Dumbfounded, bitch just stared at this magnificent member. "I hear you already know what to do with a cock like this", and slapped bitch across the face several times, quickly snapping bitch out of their reverie, recalling for bitch the first time Mistress did this on their first day as Mistress' bitch.

After helping master out of his pants, bitch crawled around behind Master and tried to spread his butt cheeks. They were so unlike Mistress' and the other women bitch was required to service. This Master's cheeks were hard and firm, and it took both hands to pry them apart. (It didn't help that Master was holding them tight). Finally Master relaxed his muscles enough for bitch to get their tongue to its target. Master's ass tasted far different than any woman's ass bitch had tasted before. It was musky, bitter, and strong tasting yet somehow also strangely compelling for bitch in a similar dark forbidden way as they had first experienced with Mistress, and bitch dove in feverishly trying to get past the tight ring. Bitch began to tongue-fuck the now loosening hole with a passion, usually reserved for Mistress, and bitch felt a pang of guilt for that awareness, yet nothing could stop bitch's drive to please this new Master. Bitch lost track of time but finally felt Master's anus tighten, pushing them out. Master walked over and sat on the nearby couch.

"That was quite the greeting. You're better than advertised, bitch. Now get on my cock and show me what a good cocksucker you are." Bitch had sucked many cocks of many different sizes but never a real one, and despite their initial repulsion, bitch now felt a burning hunger for this first taste of a Real Man's cock and quickly scrambled to get it in their mouth. Bitch put their hands around this monster of a cock and slowly started stroking. It was sooo soft. As hard and rigid as it was, it was also so soft and warm to the touch. Bitch lowered their head and licked all around the head as if it were an ice cream cone, lingering near the opening to taste the salty pre-cum that was slowly leaking out. This Man's cock was like sweet treat to bitch. Bitch delighted in having this real, throbbing cock in their mouth and suddenly took it's entire length in a single gulp, greatly surprising Master. Up and down the length of his cock went bitch's lips, mouth, and throat. 

The thought that Master might cum in their mouth thrilled bitch, and they moaned at the thought. "Look at me, bitch. Keep looking at my face while I cum, and don't stop looking." And with bitch looking directly into Master's eyes, felt the rigid member begin to pulsate, and then the orgasm came and shot squirt after squirt of delicious cum into bitch's hungry mouth, shooting so fast and much that some of the cum overflowed bitch's cum gulping mouth and out the corners.

Bitch kept their mouth on the now slowly softening cock, still sucking on it and licking its entire length. Bitch used their fingers to push the cum that had leaked onto their face back into their mouth, where it belonged, thought bitch. Bitch had swallowed Master's entire load of cum but still wanted more. Even though bitch had willingly serviced a number of Mistress' friends and found enjoyment in serving them, having a real cock in their mouth was sooo different, and bitch felt they wanted to keep it there forever, savoring the feel and taste. Master rubbed bitch's long hair, and quietly moaned his pleasure as bitch's eyes remained fixed on his. Even soft, what bitch was doing was heaven, and Master didn't want it to stop either.

So it startled them both when Mistress walked into the room. Neither had heard the front door unlock and open, and seeing bitch on Master's cock made her smile. Bitch didn't know Mistress long had big plans for the two of them, Master and her bitch. "Oh, I see you two have met. And you seem to be off to a great start," Mistress laughingly greeted them. Bitch felt guilty. Should they stop sucking Master's cock and greet Mistress, or was bitch's duty to stay and pleasure Master? Mistress could see the dilemma bitch was contemplating and did nothing to make bitch's situation easier, and she just continued to stare intently. 

What really surprised bitch was Mistress stepping out of her skirt and opening her blouse and then leaning in to kiss Master passionately on the mouth. With their mouths locked in this passionate embrace, Master opened the front clasp of her bra and started fondling Mistress' breasts and then roughly pinching and pulling on her nipples, as she moaned her pleasure into Master's mouth. Master's cock began to harden again in bitch's mouth as all three's lust began to increase. 

"Bitch, get off my cock," Master ordered, and bitch reluctantly complied, still hungry for this Real Man's cock. Master stripped and also removed Mistress' remaining clothes, and with a strength that amazed bitch, lifted Mistress up while standing and impaled her on his now fully erect member. Mistress screamed her pleasure as his monster tool penetrated her already dripping pussy to the hilt, and, wrapping her legs around him, the two of them began to writhe in unison. Bitch was both frightened and in awe of the sight of Master carrying Mistress on his cock. Bitch knew in their heart that this wasn't the first time the two of them had made love, and bitch felt extremely unsure of what would be their place in this triangle.

"You can greet your Mistress now," Master called out, breathing heavily under the exertion. Bitch briefly put aside their concerns and crawled under Mistress' fully exposed bouncing backside and tongued her ass the best they could. When Mistress cried out, "So good, so good," after bitch's tongue entered her anus, bitch felt reconnected to Mistress and for the moment bitch's doubt disappeared. Bitch was again an extension of Mistress and here only for her pleasure, and bitch's submissive fever began to burn as Mistress shuddered to a thunderous orgasm. With each spasm of her orgasm, Mistress' anus contracted and held bitch's tongue tightly, making bitch feel like they were part of her body and feeling the intensity of her orgasm directly as if there was no separation between them. Even Master seemed to be part of this awareness and connection. And when Master finally came, all three shook with the intensity of that eruption, Mistress cumming again. After continuing his thrusts for several more minutes, it was clear that Master was going to let Mistress down, and bitch backed away from her backside. Placing her on the couch where an eternity before Master sat, offering bitch his cock, Mistress now sat, and with open thighs and looking directly into bitch's eyes, said, "Clean me,"

Bitch crawled to Mistress and could clearly see her gaping pussy, slowly leaking this sex god's cum, and bitch placed their tongue on Mistress' asshole and slowly licked their way to Mistress' cum filled pussy. Bitch then began to lap glob after glob of Master's delicious cum mixed with Mistress' pussy juice, burying their tongue as deeply as possible into mistress' pussy and sucking out this new treasure, and for the moment bitch was in heaven again. When all then the cum was gone, bitch focused on pleasuring Mistress, but before bitch could make her cum, she pushed bitch away, gazing lustfully at Master and saying, "I want more of that marvelous cock." And with that Mistress and Master got up and walked towards the bedroom, still fondling one another and kissing along the way. "You come too," Mistress called out to bitch, and bitch scrambled to keep up like a desperate puppy. 

Once in the bedroom, Mistress positioned bitch at the side of the bed, instructing them not to move. Then Mistress and Master took their places on the bed and began to devour each other's bodies, kissing and licking everywhere. Amazingly Master was becoming hard again, and seeing this, Mistress mouth swallowed as much of his manhood as she could. Even though bitch felt extremely threatened by Mistress' obvious passion for this Man, bitch also felt a little pride knowing that they could take Master's entire length down their throat.

Soon they were making love and Mistress shuddered from one orgasm to another, screaming her pleasure like bitch had never seen or heard her. Master's cock was pistoning in and out so feverishly that bitch thought he would explode, certainly Mistress looked about to. 

Abruptly the both stopped and uncoupled. Mistress ordered bitch onto the bed on their back. She crawled above bitch on her hands and knees in an almost 69 sort of position, with her pussy directly over bitch's face. Then doggie style, Master started to fuck her from behind once again, bitch watching from just inches below their glistening sexes, hearing the wet and squishy sounds of his massive organ plunging in and out her moist hole. It seemed surreal to bitch, trapped below these two passionate lovers, seemingly oblivious to bitch's distress and heartache, lost in the throes of what to bitch was unfathomable lust. In an act that had seemed an eternity, suddenly both cried out hoarsely, screaming their shared cumming, and they slowed, each savoring the final spasms of their joining. When Master finally withdrew his massive cock, Mistress raised up and sat on bitch's face, rocking and smearing Master's cum all over bitch's face. As distraught as bitch had been, bitch again began to lap the new treasure Master had deposited in Mistress' pussy. Mistress shuddered to another orgasm, rubbing herself hard on bitch's face, and rolled off bitch, and ordered bitch to the floor. 

Master and Mistress leisurely kissed, caressed, and basked in the afterglow of their lovemaking. Mistress told Master, "Oh god, it's so wonderful to be with a Real Man again. Sometimes I get so tired of dealing with this pathetic bitch. I'd almost forgotten what's it's like to be really fucked by a Man. Bitch, you're going to have two owners now. He's moving in with me, and he's going to be my Man. Remember, the job you didn't want? And I will let him do whatever he wants, whenever he wants. He's going to be my Master and yours too, like it or not. You're now his bitch too, and you don't have a choice. Do you, bitch?" There was no point in responding. The question didn't require an answer.

At that moment bitch truly knew they now had only a secondary place in Mistress' heart and in her sex life. Master was her Man now, and bitch felt sure it would never be the same between bitch and Mistress again. Bitch would never sleep in Mistress's bed again and bitch crawled into their "new" room after Mistress said she and her Man wanted some alone time in "their" room.

Bitch was unable to sleep, so disturbing, yet exciting had the night's events been. The only thing bitch was sure of: no matter what, they would always be a bitch, hopefully Mistress' bitch. There was no going back.

The next morning bitch was in for a surprise. When bitch crawled into the kitchen, bitch saw that mistress was naked and kneeling on her knees and was slurping on Master's huge cock. Master, however, was dressed. Bitch felt a little envious of Mistress sucking on his wonderful manhood, but then Master startled bitch by saying, "Don't just watch, get in there and help her blow me." Bitch was surprised but pleased, and soon he was on one side of his massive tool and Mistress was on the other, sliding up and down it's length and at the same their tongues were intertwining in their efforts to please their mutual Master. It was like bitch was kissing Mistress only there was this huge penis there too. It was somewhat shocking to see Mistress in such a submissive role and embracing it so fully, her wanting so desperately to please Master, just like bitch had wanted and still wanted to please her. And when Master shot his giant load of cum, both bitch and Mistress competed to get as much cum into their mouths as possible, and then they kissed each other, exchanging the remaining cum in their mouths. For a moment bitch considered that change might not be all bad.

PART 4

The next several months were devoted to oral servitude, with either bitch or Mistress, who was now naked almost as often as bitch, sucking, licking and swallowing Master's cock and balls, or bitch licking Mistress' pussy and ass while she was sitting on bitch's face and Mistress orally worshipping master's cock. Even if bitch wasn't present in Master and Mistress' bedroom, it was usually bitch's duty to clean Mistress' pussy once Master was done with it. It was a duty bitch loved to perform. When he arrived home, Master preferred bitch greeting his ass and Mistress greeting his cock, usually at the same time. Bitch continued to greet Mistress in their customary way whenever Master wasn't present.

Master was wasn't interested in whipping bitch, and apart from twisting or biting bitch's nipples very hard, didn't try to inflict pain on bitch, but he liked to watch. Several times a week Master would instruct Mistress to whip and beat bitch, encouraging her to hold nothing back. On other days bitch was told to whip and beat Mistress, and bitch learned to give the most wickedly tortuous sensual whippings that left Mistress on the verge of cumming, yet not quite, and when Mistress was about to come, bitch would either stop or would decrease the pleasure and dramatically increase the pain, stopping the impending orgasm. When Master instructed bitch to make her cum in the whipping, bitch would sometimes strike her sex, making her scream out in both pleasure and excruciating pain, but always making her cum.

Mistress' girl friends stopped coming around, unless they were willing to be submissive to Master as well. Master would have Mistress fuck bitch with her strap-on and would have her tease bitch with the cock and making bitch sincerely beg again for her cock again. Bitch loved cock, whether it was Mistress' dildos or Master's wonderful organ, and bitch fantasized about what it would like to be impaled on Master's massive monster and fucked senseless and then filled with Master's cum. Bitch salivated on the thought. Still Master seemed uninterested, and if bitch were allowed, they would ask and beg Master to fuck them, but it was not bitch's role to ask. Sometimes Master would fuck bitch's face while Mistress had bitch's ass, and that was as close as it got. Still bitch was again in heaven, and Master was God.

One afternoon, after bitch had been shopping for food, Master instructed bitch to come to the bedroom. There bitch saw Mistress naked and tied spread-eagled to the 4 corners of the bed. Master told bitch to get on the bed and let Mistress tongue-fuck their ass. This had never happened before, not Mistress being tied up or her tonguing bitch's ass, and bitch moved slowly over Mistress' mouth to comply and nervously lowered themselves to her awaiting mouth and tongue. As she began to lick, bitch was stunned and moved by the softness of the wet caresses of her tongue. Bitch's cock strained inside it's cage, the cage that was now just a symbol of bitch's slave life. Bitch surrendered to the pleasure Mistress was giving and gasped as her tongue easily passed his sphincter. Bitch imagined that their hole was looser than Mistress' and Master's because their hole was almost continuously filled by either plug or cock, but all that was meaningless in the mounting pleasure. Despite being denied orgasms, bitch had long achieved what might be called climaxes, climaxes that didn't involve cumming and ejaculating. These climaxes could be the result of anal sex, having their nipples bitten very hard, cock and ball torture, or sometimes while being beaten, but now bitch was climaxing to this wonderful tongue-fucking, no wonder Master and Mistress loved it so much. Once bitch's climax had passed, Master had bitch get up on all fours, then slowly and surprisingly sensually lubed bitch's ass for the first time. Master instructed bitch to again have their ass be right above Mistress's face and bitch felt Master's sweet cock at the entrance of their hole, their pussy.