| I feel wetness spread between
my thighs. I need to please him, my entire body yearns to be abused
and used for his pleasure.A hand slides through my hair,
soft, affectionate before fingers grip like a vice and yank my head
back. "Open your mouth bitch" He commands and as I do I feel
something hard and artificial is pushed between my teeth and I am commanded
to hold. |
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It is a rubber bone, a dog toy
bought for a bitch. I want to spit it out, to let it drop on the floor
but his eyes burn through me and I know I cannot.The slap across my face heightens
my sensations suddenly, bringing them into sharp focus. The cold breath
of the room across my nipples, my glistening juices further coating
my labia. He commands me to look down, abuses me with cruel words. I
savour every moment and obey. |
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There is food in the bowl and
I know I am to eat it. On all floors and naked like an animal. Whatever
defiance I might have had is a memory, betrayed by my glistening pussy
revealing how much my position makes me wet.I pause, inches from the food
in the bowl, hoping vainly that this is as far as my Master wishes me
to go. "Good girl" he coos and I feel his hand stroking my
spine. Running over my backside and sliding over my silken cunt. "You
must be hungry Puppy". |
