1 comments/ 25696 views/ 5 favorites Evelyn's Final Rose By: SplendidSpunk (I wrote this a long time ago but Evelyn disappeared and while I usually await the approval of my sluts, I have elected to simply publish this for those who have asked for the ending. This is the last of the Evelyn series -- SplendidSpunk) * I don't know how long I slept. I had no sense even of how long I'd been in the room, when my arms being stretched roused me from my fitful sleep. The rope fixed to my bound wrists was pulling my body up from the floor. I opened my eyes only to realize I was still blindfolded. The ache quickly returned to my shoulders as my naked body was pulled up until I was again standing. My legs, still tied together and tethered to the floor, managed to relieve some of the pain radiating from my shoulders and upper arms. I sensed someone in the room, maybe more then one person. "Who's there?" I asked the blackness that enveloped me. No one responded to my plea but I felt a presence behind me. Their breath caressed my neck and sent shivers down my spine. My nipples responded to the stimulation and my fear returned in full. I felt hands pulling my ass cheeks apart and then pressure on my asshole. The un-mistakable feeing of a cock forcing its way into me forced a low groan from my dry mouth. "Ahhhnnnnoooooo!" The cock slowly found its way into my ass and began a rhythmic motion stretching my asshole to accommodate it. As my unknown assailant was fucking my ass my eyes were suddenly exposed to the bright lights of the room. Blinking and trying to get my vision clear after the blindfold had been removed I saw a hazy vision of someone in front of me. "Well, slut, how are you today? Is my little Ev enjoying the cock that is fucking her ass?" I blinked again and as my vision cleared I identified my kidnapper. "Chelsea?" "Yes, Ev. Now answer my question!" She had grabbed my nipple rings and was savagely twisting my tits. "No, Chelsea, why are you doing this to me?" Twisting my titties even further she said, "Are you enjoying the cock in your ass, slut?" "No! Please Chelsea, why?" She laughed at my query but released my tits. The guy fucking my ass was now pounding in and out of me so fast that his motion as he drove his hard cock into me lifted me off the floor and forced me to grunt with each entry. "Oh, I do think I am enjoying listening to you get ass fucked, slut. But it's only the start of your day Ev. Do you want to know what I have planned for you? I nodded, but soon found out that Chelsea wanted more from me as she once again punished my tits, twisting and pulling them roughly until I said. "Yes, Chelsea! Tell me." She again laughed and I felt the cock in my ass jerk and spew hot cum into me. My pussy had already reacted and I felt a combination of his cum and my pussy juice inch it's way down the crack of my ass to my thighs. "Slut Ev, I have my 'homies' from the old neighborhood and I promised them all that they could have your ass today. In case you're wondering there are only four of them today. I can't let them have your pussy, Ev, because I am saving that for your new owner. Do you know that it's pretty easy to sell a slut?" My mind stumbled over the cocks that would soon to be filling my ass and I grasped only that Chelsea had other plans for me. She said she had sold me? Or did she say it would be easy to sell me? "Ev, since I can't let you tell Mistress Erica about all of this I will have to get rid of you. Don't worry. I'm not going to kill you, though in the end you might think that would be a good idea. No, I have sold you to a connection in Mexico, seems they could use a slut. Do you want to know their plans for you Ev?" Shaking my head no, Chelsea used a cane she had fastened to her waist and began to lash at my tits with it. The pain was so intense that I did not immediately realize that another, much larger cock was forcing its way in my ass. "Aaaaaaiiiiiiiieeeeeeoooooooowwwwwww." Emanated from my mouth at the combined assault to my body. My naked tits were aflame under Chelsea's lashes and my ass screamed as it was stretched wide to accept the fat cock. "Ooooo my little Ev! Now answer me slut." One last forceful lash to my tits and I responded, "No, Chelsea I don't want to know." "That's a shame Ev, because I'm going to tell you anyway." My ass screamed as the fat cock plowed in and out stretching my tender backdoor as Chelsea enjoyed striping my tits with her cane. I endured the punishment stoically and looked at Chelsea waiting for her to tell what was going to happen to me. "Ev, remember the stories we used to hear in high school about the sex shows in Mexico? You know, the ones where the woman was fucked by various farm animals? I think the donkey was the one we always heard rumors about. Well Ev, it seems like that is a true story and this cartel in Mexico is always looking for a new slut for their donkey. Evidently the show draws the tourists because they are willing to pay a lot for a young slut like you." She grinned at me while she continued to lash at my tits and belly. The cock in my ass had gained a rhythm and my asshole was accommodating the fat monster while my pussy dripped from the fucking. I rolled Chelsea's words over on my mind and knew I would not survive her cruelty. Aside for losing my time at school, I knew the act of being fucked by an animal would take me to the bottom of a pit I would never climb out of. Fear at the unknown pain and agony that lie ahead of me made me shake and I felt tears welling up behind my closed eyelids. I would not let her see me cry. "But before we take you to your new home, Ev we have some more cocks for you to enjoy. I'm going to give my cane to one of the boys so he can enjoy watching your tiny little Asian titties swell and redden. While the guys fill your ass with their cum, I am going upstairs to make the final arrangements for your travel. You should be on stage tomorrow night, slut." For the next few hours my ass was fucked by all of the guys who then used the cane on my body while one of the others reamed out my ass. Eventually they grew tired of me and left me alone. They left my beaten, cum covered body suspended by the ropes tied to my arms. Sometime later I heard footsteps on the stairs and braced myself for what was to come. Alone and hidden somewhere in this city no one could save me from Chelsea's plans. I shook in fear when the door opened knowing that nothing again would ever be right in my life. The education paid for by my servitude to my Mistresses and now Master would be lost just as my slim hopes of being an attorney. "So, Ev all ready for your journey down south?" Chelsea laughed as she finished her question then added. "On the way we have a stop to make and I'm really sorry Ev but I'm going to need to keep you restrained as we go." I felt a cold hard object filling my well-fucked and sore asshole and then some sort of harness was fitted over my shoulders and the object in my ass was affixed to it. When my arms were untied from the ceiling Chelsea handcuffed them to the sides of this harness rendering me fairly immobile. When she attached a leash to the upper portion of the harness and pulled it, I felt the object in my ass pull up and realized that it was connected to the leash. "I know how much you love your ass being full Ev so I've hooked you up to what I like to call the 'Ass Hook Leash'. If I pull on the leash the hook pulls your ass up. So don't lag behind me Ev." Then she hung a poncho-like cloth over me, I gather she did not want me completely naked where we were going. We went up the stairs and out the front door and I saw we were in a fairly seedy section of the city. Chelsea dragged me down a few streets holding her leash so tight that I had to walk on my toes to relieve the pain of the hook in my ass. We entered a tattoo shop, which would normally have concerned me but knowing I was on my way to Donkey fucking I was more concerned about the hook in my ass. When I was strapped into the tattoo chair I began to worry but again my ultimate fate was so dire that I shook my fears off. Even when they secured my head in a clamp to keep it still I waited patiently. When they attached a clamp to my lower lip and pulled it out and down I knew what was coming and even that degradation failed to make an impact on me. The tattoo needle however, was painful and it began the process of marking the inside of my lower lip. Although I did not know what was being written I assumed it would be the word SLUT, as Chelsea took a pleasure in calling me that. In fact she had called me a slut back in High School, long before I was sold, back when I was a virgin and planned to save myself for my future husband. So much has transpired. After agonizing under the needle for a long time it finally stopped and my lip was released from the clamp. My mouth was sore and the last thing I wanted was to be shown the mark on my lip but pulling on my leash Chelsea forced me in front of a mirror and used her hands to roll my lower lip down. Sure enough the word SLUT had been tattooed on my lip in very large letters and in white ink to show easily. "Don't ya just love it Ev?" "Fuck you Chelsea!" Escaped my mouth before I realized what I had said. When she jerked the leash up sending the ass hook deep into me I screamed. "Aaaaiiiiiiiiiioooooo" I immediately chastised myself for showing Chelsea that she had an effect on me. "Oh Ev, did I hurt you?" The bitch was enjoying her control and seeing me scream. I think in some dark corner of her mind she wanted me to beg her. I was too proud for that, my parents may have sold my body but I wasn't without pride. Following the tug on my leash we once again stepped onto the street and Chelsea headed towards her car. I wondered how she would get me across the border without me telling the border guards I'd been kidnapped. I clung to that one last glimmer of hope as we neared her car. "I'm going to enjoy this ride Ev. I've always wanted you out of the way and knowing you'll be in Mexico fucking donkeys, well that's about as good as it gets slut." As Chelsea opened the door for me a new voice joined our little world. "So this is what happened to my slut. Who are you?" It was Mistress Valerie's voice. How? Chelsea wheeled around to confront Mistress Valerie but a couple of guys I recognized from Master's house grabbed her and held her. "I asked you who are you and why have you taken my Slut?" When Mistress Valerie asked that question she slapped Chelsea hard across her face and when no answer was forthcoming she used the back of her hand on the other cheek. "Take the bitch to Master's. We'll get all the details later." The men bundled Chelsea up in their arms and took her away then Mistress turned to me and said. "Come, my slut, its time to go home. I do not apologize to lowly sluts but I should have been here sooner. I got a bit confused by the GPS signal. Let's get you home and have the doctor come look at you." She quickly removed the harness and ass hook and I stood naked until she replace the poncho device then she swept into her embrace I stumbled with her to the car. "Mistress?" "Yes, Slut?" "What is to happen to Chelsea and her friends?" "That's for Master to decide. For now they will be restrained while he makes his decision. It is unusual for someone to take one of his sluts, so he will talk with other Masters and together they will decide what is best." I was driven home and Mistress drew a hot bath for me and made me lay in it, soaking for an hour. I was amazed that it was Sunday night and that I had been captive since Friday. When I emerged from the bath, I walked naked to find Mistress with the doctor. They helped me onto the kitchen table and I was once again examined. The doctor used her tools to examining my pussy and ass. At last she spoke to Mistress. "Her ass has been reamed out and will be sore, but I don't see any damage. Not knowing who these people were or their medical histories I am going to give her a shot of antibiotic and ask that she be in my office Friday afternoon. Her pussy looks untouched but just in case I want her to use this douche every night this week. The tattoo on her inner lip could be a problem if it's not kept clean. Use this anti-biotic cream a few times a day, especially after meals or oral sex. Otherwise she looks tired but healthy." Mistress and the doctor talked for a bit longer, I was sent to my room to study or sleep, but warned by Mistress not to masturbate as Master holds that right. I was too tired to masturbate or study and so I lay in my bed and waited for sleep. I was happy for a number of reasons. Mostly I was happy not to be on my way to Mexico and a donkey cock, happy that I was healthy and Chelsea's homies had not caused any damage to my ass, but as I lay there letting my fatigue win the battle over my brain, I knew I was happiest to be back with my new Master. I did not think my life would be easy, I even assumed that I would be punished for allowing myself to be kidnapped, but every time I recalled his voice and his deep blue eyes I tingled inside. On Monday morning my routine was back in place. My shoes, clothes and books were in the foyer and I dressed quickly, making sure the turtle neck top concealed my collar and that my skirt was pulled down low enough to cover my naked ass and pussy. That night and every night that week I practiced with the dildo in my pussy and ass working to control those muscles and being encouraged with Mistress's whip. My life was starting to develop a simple pattern and I found my schoolwork fitting into that pattern nicely. On Friday afternoon I went to the doctor with Mistress and after another complete physical exam pronounced clean and healthy. My ass was in good shape and the tattoo on my lip was healing nicely. I assumed I would be taken to Master's for intense training and discipline for the weekend so when we returned instead to our apartment I was confused. However, when I finished stripping my clothes in the hall and walked naked in my high heels into the living room, I dropped to my knees and said, "Welcome Master. How may your slut serve you, Master?" He merely stared at me then he said to Valerie. "Get her leash. I think this conversation would be best at my home. We can all confront the crazed woman who took my slut." Mistress Valerie attached my leash and without allowing me to dress Master led Mistress Valerie and I out into the hall, down the stairs, and into the street where his limo was waiting. Naked and wearing high heels I struggled to keep up wondering all the time how many would see me being led like a dog and naked. I was in the car as quick as I could and made to kneel in front of Master during the ride. He was quiet but his eyes reflected his irritation at this situation. I had not thought about Chelsea and the fact she was still a prisoner concerned me. I don't think Master wanted to have to deal with Chelsea and her homies but he had his own reputation to maintain and if he let this go then others would be tempted to steal from him. He stared at me during the ride and I assumed he was trying to decide if I was worth all this trouble. When we arrived at Master's we went immediately to the room in which Chelsea had been kept. I saw she had been tied in a similar manner to that in which she had imprisoned me arms suspended from the ceiling and feet tied to the floor. A ball gag was in her mouth but it barely muffled the shouts and screams that poured from her as we entered. "Shut her up." Master commanded and Mistress proceeded to whip Chelsea across her tits, belly, ass and legs until Chelsea seemed to realize she needed to be quite. I watched at how poorly Chelsea reacted to the pain. Then I looked to see how dirty she was, her hair was all tangled and while I know she'd been fed, she either had not been washed or had refused to all it. I felt a tinge of pity for her. "My little Slut, tell me what happened and why." This was directed at me and slowly I told Master the whole story, as I knew it. I told him about our early years and our competitive natures, how she got me from Mistress Erika, how she then used me again without permission, about Mistress Erica taking her and then this last kidnapping and how she indicated I was to be sold. He then asked me what I thought he should do. I hesitated and then in a pleading voice I said. "The guys Chelsea drug into this are useless followers and it would serve no purpose to have to waste your time with them Master. I would normally plead that you let Chelsea go too, but I think she is too fixed on revenge to ever leave me alone. I think she would always be scheming to get at me, Master. Perhaps you could sell her to the Mexicans and their donkey?" "My little slut! I have already released the boys, they were just tools this women used. However, If I do as you ask and see Chelsea sold what is it you would offer me for this favor to you?" "Master I am your slut I have nothing left to give you." "You are my slut for a period of time, until your parents debt is paid. After that you would be free to go." "What is it my Master wants? His slut is very concerned about Chelsea and wants her gone away." "Come to me freely, Slut. Agree to be my pet." I paused before saying no. Is he serious that I would accept this slut's life with him forever? I took my time to think. I looked at Master and said. "Master what you ask your slut is her life and your slut begs that her Master allow her time to properly consider his generous offer." "Ok my Pet, you may take the time. Know that this slut Chelsea will suffer while you think. Perhaps that will please you." As to Chelsea and her suffering I had no concern. She had gone over the edge and she earned what she got. I was taken to what was my room to consider Master's offer. Was I willing to give up my life for him? NO. Then I asked myself, after all I'd been through, how often I had been used, the number of cocks I'd had and the exposure and markings of my body, what kind of life would be there for me? I did not know. So I tossed and turned as I debated this. If Chelsea stayed around then I would never be safe, she would always be there to remind me of this part of my life. No guy I'd ever meet could hope to remain ignorant of what a slut I was and could still be. I did know I would be allowed to finish law school and even as Master's Pet I could begin my career. There was no easy answer, ether I let Chelsea go and endure a life of worrying about her, or I pledge my life to Master and have a life so different from what I had envisioned. I began to think there was no good answer when Mistress Valerie came into my room and sat next to me on the bed putting her right hand on the mound of my pussy. "Open your legs for me slut." I did not obey her command and she slapped me hard across my face and repeated her command. Again I refused her and she slapped me harder once with her open palm then again with a backhand and I allowed my legs to open. She took her finger and began to lightly move her finger up and down my slit. Using only her fingernail to stimulate my pussy I soon felt the familiar wetness as my pussy reacted to her stokes. She then began to speak to me. "I know the decision you are struggling with slut because I had a similar one years ago." As her finger danced on my labia, occasionally scratching my clit she told me of her life. She too had been forced into this world. She had come to Master after a series of Mistresses had used her at their whim. So many men that she cold never count them all had fucked her. She told me that her life with Master had been so much better then the life she'd endured with her Mistresses. Evelyn's Final Rose By now my pussy was sopping and she was now using her finger to fuck my pussy. I felt myself squirm under her touch. "I am not a lesbian, Slut but I have come to adore the taste of women. I do not often desire that type of sex, but I have learned the joy of feeling a woman orgasm on my tongue." She worked her body now between my legs and lowered her head to my sopping pussy. She then penetrated my cunt with her tongue and began to eat my wet pussy. I could not control the orgasm that reared up inside me as her tongue deftly stroked the fires consuming me and I came hard in her mouth. Sitting back up I watched as she used her fingers and tongue to sweep my juices into her mouth. "You taste wonderful slut." She stood up and looked down at me with my legs still splayed open, my chest still heaving from my orgasm and said. "It's a good life here slut. You will come to want your Master's hard hand on your ass, his cock in all your holes and his discipline will always give you tremendous orgasms." Then she left and I took my hands and used them on my own pussy bringing myself off on the memory of her tongue. I believed Mistress and what she said but I also saw how much she had enjoyed eating me. I dozed while my hands stayed on my wet pussy. When I awoke I went to seek out Master. I found him in the same room with Chelsea. She was still tied and I saw that her legs and tits were striped in red and the whip was lying at Master's feet. She groaned as she hung there and Master turned to look at me. I had knelt at his feet and said. "Master. Sell her but not to the Mexicans. I can't live knowing she would be with animals." "You know what your request means pet?" "Yes, Master. I know." "Mistress Valerie, take this slut to my rooms and have her prepared for me." As Mistress led me from Master I felt a tingle in my belly. I can't explain why but I was excited to finally be my Masters' slut. For most of the year or more since I was taken and enslaved I had been used by client's of my Mistresses and sometimes by Mistress as well, this was to be the first time a Master had dealt with me. I can only assume that I was apprehensive yet eager to be my Master's toy. Similar to the preparations I had undergone for my Mistresses I was bathed, massaged and then rubbed down with scented oils. I was then led naked to what turned out to be the Master's suite. It was well furnished, very elegant and I noted that there were two beds in the room. One lavishly appointed king bed and at the foot of that there was a smaller simply covered bed. In the corner of the room was a padded bar and over that I was stretched and secured. My arms were pulled forward and to the side before being cuffed to hooks embedded in the floor. Before stretching and securing my legs in a similar fashion Mistress used a key to tighten the chains attached to my labia. When my legs were eventually stretched wide and secured the pain emanating from the over stressed labia engulfed me. Next my nipple rings were chained to the floor elongating my nipples. Lastly a smaller padded bar was placed under my chin then raised forcing my head up and increasing the tension on my nipples so that the pain matched that emanating from my labia. I was left staring at the mirror in front of me and allowed to examine the way my body was secured to the apparatus. It was obvious that all of my holes could be easily breached by my Master' cock. I heard Mistress busily doing something and then I felt something cold and wet penetrating my ass. A Similar sensation soon came to my clit and then I saw her place a thin leather belt through my ass crack and secured it to a similar belt engirding my waist. She was making sure that the objects were held securely where she had placed them. My labia and nipples were a source of constant pain and the items in my ass and on my clit seemed at the time to be insignificant. Mistress then left the room and as I waited for Master I began to feel a burning sensation in my ass. Foolishly I clenched my rosebud and that only caused the sensation to increase. I felt like my ass was burning up and as I tried in vain to squirm and get away from the pain I only succeeded in further stretching my labia and nipples. I heard a low moaning in the room and soon realized it was coming from me. I was so wrapped in the various pain and stimulation that I never heard Master enter the room. "Relax my Pet. The ginger root in your ass and on your clit only lasts for a time and will not cause you any damage." Then he proceeded to take a cane to my ass and with each lash I clenched my ass causing more of the ginger oil to come out of the root increasing the pain. The low moaning I'd recognized as coming from me only increased in volume as Master laid stripe after stripe on my ass. I could not stop squirming and so I managed to batter my own nipples as I pulled and shifted trying to get away from the burn. As I finally found the means to convert the pain to pleasure the ginger on my clit must have had an effect as well because I began to beg Master to fuck me. "Master please I need something in my pussy, please fuck me Master, Please?" He ignored my incessant pleas as he used the cane on the soft insides of my thighs just below my aching needy pussy. My desire to be fucked was growing and so to did my attempts to squirm and find some satisfaction. I knew my pussy was literally dripping and that a massive orgasm was building inside me. I begged and pleaded with Master, I promised him anything if he would just shove his hard cock in my pussy. I was not at that moment rebellious, I did not need to be forced, I wanted cock and I wanted it now. Master moved in front of me and his hard cock was in my face. I opened my mouth wide and tried to lunge my face towards it, I wanted that cock in my mouth. As I did my nipples were stretched to the max and I screamed. "Please Master let me taste your cock?" Slowly inching forward he allowed his cock to fill my eager mouth. It was delicious, I could not get enough of it and I sucked and slurped and used my tongue and the rose stud implanted there to rub his cock as it slid in and out of my mouth. I was sucking so hard that when Master pulled his cock out I could hear the pop as he broke the vacuum I'd created and I whimpered and begged him to put it back in. As he did so, someone else had undone the straps holding the ginger and then fished the burning objects from their resting places. The burning stopped but my need for a cock in my pussy only grew. When Master once again pulled his hard cock from my mouth he said to me. "You must remember to thank your Master for his cock, my pet." He stood behind my open backside and rubbed the tip of his cock through my crack, touching both my tender asshole and my wet hot pussy. "Thank you Master." I said in the hope that he would soon impale me with his cock. He then rammed his cock fully inside me and his motion was so strong that it pushed my body forward again punishing my nipples. Ignoring the pain in my chest I said. "Thank you Master." He began to roughly fuck my pussy and it was just what I needed. His hard cock filled my pussy again and again. My orgasm built quickly and the remembered pain in my tits, labia and asshole magnified the pleasure building within me. I was thanking Master for each thrust when he stopped and said. "MY Pet you must wait for Master to allow you to cum. Do not disappoint me Pet." Stunned but knowing that this would be the case I tried and tried in vain to stop the tidal wave as it broke inside me. I came hard and kept coming as the pleasure of his cock engulfed my entire being. I was lost in my own reverie when I felt his cock explode in my clenching pussy. His ejaculation was so strong I could feel his sperm as it spewed inside me. He rested, leaving his spent cock inside my wet sopping pussy for a moment and then came again to stand in front of me. "Clean my cock Pet." Placing his cock within easy reach I happily licked the remnants of his cum and mine from his cock. I was so engrossed in doing this, enjoying the taste of our mingled excretions that I failed to recognize that his cock had regained its erection. Slipping his wet cock from my mouth once again he moved behind me and once again fucked me hard filling my already well-fucked and tender pussy. His first forceful thrusts were uncomfortable as my orgasm had left my pussy tender but as he continued to ram his cock in me I again felt the rumblings inside me and I was determined this time to hold my orgasm until Master gave me permission. He was able to ride my pussy for a longer time and I was having great difficulty holding back my orgasm. I once again felt his cock reacting inside me, and then his cum spewing, coating my insides with hot sperm. Aching to be allowed to cum myself I waited for permission. Once again I was allowed to clean Masters cock and when I had pleased him thus he went behind me and placed his hand on my pussy and said. "Cum for me my Pet, cover my hand with your cum.' My orgasm shot though me like a bullet and I convulsed once again with the pleasure of it. When Master brought his hand to my face I could see that it was more then coated with my juices it was saturated and without his command I licked my cum from his hands. I was then released and led to the smaller bed and made to lie down while Master went to his bed. "Sleep well Pet, tomorrow I must punish you for your inability to hold your orgasm." I lay quietly in the little bed recalling the feeling of Master's cock. For the first time since Mistress Mai Lyn had my virginity taken I was pleased with the act of someone fucking me. I knew then that I would not fight Master when he wanted me, I knew that the pain I sought would still be there but that I was willing to do anything to have Master's cock. Sleep overtook me and when I awoke the next morning I felt genuinely happy. Yes, I was still a slave, a slut. I knew that I would be used by anyone Master allowed. I knew that it was my decision, to become completely owned by Master and although that had taken some hope from me, I felt alive. Master punished me himself the next day but otherwise left me with Mistress. Shortly before we would leave for our apartment Mistress came to my room and hoisted her skirt as she sat on my bed. "Time for you to show me you can satisfy a woman slut." Hesitating only for a moment she reached out and grabbed me by the hair and yanked. She pulled my head down and forced it between her legs and said. "Eat me slut." I used my tongue and tried to recall what she had done to me the previous day. I licked her labia and as they parted I gently took my tongue and moved it into her opening, curling the tip of my tongue and flicking it against her hardening clit. Becoming more confidant, and realizing that her taste was not as disgusting as I imagined; I allowed myself to make love to her pussy. Soon I heard her moans and knew that I was succeeding and bringing her to orgasm. When she finally came and I felt her body squirming on my face I enjoyed the knowledge that I had accomplished another chore. I still preferred a man and a cock but I realized that feeling a pussy jump on my tongue was rewarding too. The weeks passed quickly now as my routine was established. School, study, training and then on most nights a visit from Master. He always took me from behind and he always fucked me rough after spanking or lashing my ass, tits, belly or legs. I had come to enjoy being used in that way ands often when I heard the door of our apartment open in the evenings my pussy would start to dampen long before Master uttered his first command or delivered his first lash. I was taken to the doctor regularly and always checked out thoroughly. Mistress told me that Master knew the dangers of sex and made sure his sluts were healthy. Weekends were now spent with Master at his home and the small bed was where I slept when Master had finished filling my pussy. Most nights he fucked me once but on weekends at his place he would fill my pussy many times throughout the day. He used my ass sparingly but when he did I was tender for days. I became addicted to his cock and longed for it between sessions. One morning after it had been a few days since Master had visited I must have looked sad because Mistress sat me down and asked what was wrong. I admitted to her that I had become so used to Master that when he did not come to me it was hard to be happy. She smiled at me and asked if that was all. "No, my birthday is coming and as I see my self growing older it bothers me that I have never made love to anyone. My virginity was taken when I was made a slut slave and since that time I have been fucked but never known the act of making love to anyone. I guess I can't help but wonder if I ever will." "Well slut I can tell you that Master always grants one wish to his sluts each year on their birthdays. Perhaps you can make that your wish." I had not considered that Master would be the type to ever make love to a woman so I did not carry that hope with me. That night Master came and used me and I was once again happy. That weekend as I rose from my small bed on Saturday morning Master was there and said. "Pet, I understand it's your birthday soon. I will give you a wish and if it is in my ability to do so I will grant it to you. I will not free you from this servitude but almost anything else I will try." He then left and I showered and went for breakfast. I was always naked in Master's home just as I was in my apartment. Clothes were only worn if I was in school or out with Mistress shopping or seeing the Doctor. I debated my wish as I ate my breakfast and later as I knelt at Master's feet he asked if I had a wish. "Yes, Master." "Then ask me Pet." I told Master all that I had told Mistress and then asked that I be made love to, but more importantly that Master make love to me, just once so I would know the feeling. He looked at me and considered my request for some time. Then he called for Mistress Valerie and whispered in her ear. She motioned me to follow her and I was taken to the preparations room where I was bathed and prepped. However when this was done someone came in and styled my hair and then I was dressed with panties and a bra then covered in a beautiful black dress. While the neckline was low and the hem high, I was not dressed to show my pussy or tits and I looked like a normal woman ready for a party. I was taken to the door and Master took my arm and led me to the limousine allowing me to sit next to him versus my normal position on my knees on the floor. He took me to dinner and for the entire world we were lovers on a date then he took me home and held my hand as we walked to his room. He bent his head and kissed me softly on my lips gently lowering the zipper to my dress and sliding it off my shoulders. He then began to lightly kiss me all over using his lips and tongue to unclasp my bra then pull down my panties. He continued to kiss and nibble me all over before burying his head between my legs and eating my pussy superbly. I was writhing from his touch and as he got on his knees to enter me he gently kissed me on my lips as he slowly penetrated me. "You have no restrictions my Pet, you may cum when you want. Is this what you wanted Pet?" "Yes, Master. Make love to me, fill me with your seed." He did make love to me and to this day I will remember his tenderness and how in contrast his hard cock rocked my pussy. I wrapped my legs around him trying to draw him deeper into me and when he came I did too. I stayed that way with his softening cock inside me dreaming of how nice and special this moment was. I moved to get up and Master said. "We will finish our night and your wish in Master's bed Pet." He wrapped me in his arms and together we slept in his bed. Twice more during the night he woke me, once with his tongue again licking my pussy and another when he sucked my nipples gently into his mouth. On each occasion he made love to me tenderly, filling my pussy with his seed each time. In the morning he was gone and after my shower I again went to breakfast. I was lost in thought at the table allowing the memories of last night to take root in my mind. I could not have been happier. Later that day dressed once again Mistress took me back to the tattoo parlor and this time I was laid on a table with my legs strapped to the side and my skirt pulled up to reveal my pussy. I watched in silence at the artist tattooed another long stemmed rose on me. This one came from my mound and the bloom covered my bellybutton. It was as beautiful as the one on my ass and I gathered that Master was pleased with me. The weeks passed as graduation from Law school neared. I made time for Master and Mistress as I crammed for finals. Master came almost every night and disciplined me with whip; belt; or hand then fucked me in his rough manner always from behind, almost always in my pussy. On the day of graduation I woke feeling a bit squeamish and felt like I was getting sick. Mistress noticed my unease and took me to see the Doctor before the ceremony. After a thorough examination the Doctor said I was fine, just a bug she said. Then she and Mistress went out while I dressed. I did feel better but noticed as slid my blouse on that my nipples were sore and my breasts looked swollen. To absorbed with preparation for graduation I ignored this and enjoyed accepting my degree in the presence of my friends as well as Master and Mistress. Later that night over a celebratory dinner Master told me he'd placed me in a very prestigious law firm in town and that I would soon be on my way in my career. I was still his slave slut, his Pet but I was so happy with my life especially knowing that I would be allowed to pursue my life. When I got sick the next morning Mistress knelt beside me and held me while my stomach emptied. "It must be more then the flu Mistress even my nipples are sore." "No slut. You're not sick; in fact you're very healthy. Later today I want you to tell Master that he is going to be a father, it will make him happy." Stunned by what she said it took a while to realize she was telling me I was pregnant. "But how, Mistress. I took the birth control pills faithfully everyday?" "Slut your Master ordered those pills and they were not birth control but fertility pills. He has wanted a child and he chose you. He admired your strength." "But I'm not ready for a child, I have my career..." "Slut I will be gentle in reminding you that your desires are insignificant. You pledged your life to Master to be rid of your enemy. So too this child is Master's wish for his sluts body." "But..." She shut me up with a hand to my mouth, clasping it over my lips shutting me up. "Take some time with this my slut, you have no choice here. The baby will be born there will be no abortion. Master will see that your career advances. You must remember that you are His slut, by your own decision and that you are to endure all that Master wishes." I went back to my room, school was over and my job started in a couple of weeks. I processed all that Mistress had told me and soon I admitted that all she had said was true. I began to see that the thing inside me was a life and dedicated myself to making sure that he or she would not ever live this life. Later when I examined my own feelings and my feeling for Master I was reminded of our one night of romance and how I enjoyed Master. I knew that I was in love with him and that this child would cement that love. I began to see my pregnancy in a new light and by the time Master had come that day I was on cloud nine. Seeing the happy expression when I told him lifted me even higher. Evelyn's Final Rose My decision to allow myself to fully owned was a good one. Chelsea was gone forever to some whorehouse in Tibet I had my law degree and a job. But most of all I had a Master who I loved and who loved his slut. Later that weekend in celebration of my graduation and pregnancy, Master had another party. Once again I was made to serve, the tray suspended from my nipples, a bell attached to my clit, naked as always. That night I allowed myself to enjoy the hands that grabbed me as I served, the lips that bit me and the comments tossed as I walked by. After the guests had eaten I was once again tied and used. The men fucked my ass, pussy and mouth. The women presented their pussies for me to eat. Cum was again collected in condoms and once the guests had left, I again faced Master, tied to a chair. I looked to his left and saw three glasses this time. "I have your 'cock' tails Pet." "Thank you Master." He handed me the first glass, almost overflowing with the cold slimy cum and I placed it to my lips and sipped it. I took my time, knowing Master enjoyed watching me swallow the mixture. When I'd finished the first glass I begged Master. "Please Master! May I have more?" "Yes, Pet." He handed me the second and then the third glass and I sipped them both slowly allowing Master to watch cum slide down my throat. Then he attached chains to my sore, swollen nipples before releasing me from my chair. "Crawl with me Pet." Tugging on the chains he then led me to his room. My knees were red and sore from the long crawl and my nipples screamed at me as I was placed over the padded bar and secured, as was the custom in Master's room. Nipples stretched and secured to the floor, arms and legs spread and my chin resting on another padded bar. Master stood behind me for a while before he rammed his hard cock into my wet ready pussy. "Thank you Master."