Competition for amusement


Slave elizabeth stood motionless while being fitted into her black shiny hood and latex stockings. I cinched her corset to give her a seventeen inch waist, making her resemble a barbie doll. Her breathing became shallow, and I could tell she was eager to get started. She is to show Me what she has learned by giving slave j a blow job to completion within eight minutes. If she fails, she will be banished from the dungeon for three months.

Slave e crawled like a kitten to slave j’s willing cock, and took him into her little whore mouth. I pulled on her chain to slow down and to tease him. He tried not to move but I could tell he was on the brink of cumming in her pretty little mouth..Slave j is to practice control and to keep from cumming or he will be banished. Whoever does what is expected of him/her will get to stay and be My personal slave for three months.



Worthless little slut



DCF 1.0I watched the Mistress open the wardrobe closet and pick out a pair of shiny red heels.  She ordered me to put them on,  and to walk around the room with a book on my head.  I  imagined being the chair that she sat on,  being suffocated by her magnificent ass.    In a stern voice she said, “If the book falls, you will pay.”  I was very careful not to drop the book.  She gestured for me to put on a pair of black stockings, a silky shirt and red gloves to match the red shoes I was wearing.  I felt so feminine with the stockings on.  I was instructed to walk with the book on my head,  but this time,  curtsey when in front of my Mistress.  The book wobbled and I knew that it was going to fall and it did.  She stood up and looked like a giantess.  “Lay on the bed you ungrateful slut!” I was so worried and felt powerless to say anything, but did as she instructed.  She put cuffs on my wrists and ankles.  A spreader bar was attached to the cuffs and then chained up to the ceiling to expose my ass, with my legs lifted up in the air.  I was so humiliated!  She told me that this is what happens to sissies that misbehave and then shoved a  plug in my ass.  It felt sexy and then…WACK!  She caned me several times until I cried.  “You’re a worthless little slut,  and the only thing you’re good at is taking a cock.”  She climbed on me and smiled real big, whispered in my ear.   “I’m going to use you like the little whore that you are.”  My cock was so hard as she pulled the plug out and replaced it with a dildo attached to her strap on.  She was gentle at first and I was in heaven and then she proceeded to fuck the living s*&t out of me!

Pillow humper




I arrived at Mistress Tracy’s dungeon and she automatically put me at ease.  Before I knew it, I was dressed in nothing but a pair of women’s panties and on my knees awaiting her command.  She sat on a stool in front of me with those gorgeous legs and took off her shoe and started rubbing her foot.  I didn’t quite understand why she didn’t tell me to do it.  She looked me in the eye as she seductively took her silky stockings off.  She began tying my hands behind my back with the stocking and the other she shoved in my mouth.    “Since you have been late the last three times, I’ve invited a few friends over to laugh at you and you WILL do what they say.”  I begged her to give me any other punishment, but she wouldn’t budge.   One by one the women trickled in and they were all attractive.  My cock was at full attention peeking through the lacy panties she made me wear.  They looked and touched me like I was an animal.  Everyone sat down to hear the Mistress’s announcement about me,   I really thought I was going to die, i was mortified.   She put a pillow in front of me and told me to start humping the pillow.  I didn’t know what to do… I laid on the pink fuzzy pillow and moved on it back in forth.  One of the women spanked my ass and told me to go faster.  The women laughed while drinking a cup coffee.  My cock was going to explode.  If I came, I would be in more trouble and I really didn’t want to be caned.  “My goodness, we’ve got a pillow humper!!!”  They laughed and started making jokes while one woman came up to me and told me she would love to use my face as a sex toy.  I almost lost it, but kept control.  They all formed a circle around me and started making fun of me and I couldn’t help myself, I shot my pathetic load all over the pillow.  “What a loser!”  They began peeing all over me.  “This is what pillow humpers get when they blow a load on other peoples pillows!”  I was drenched with urine and cum and kept my head down until the last woman left.  Mistress Tracy told me that all is forgiven but that this would happen again if I was late in the future.

Christmas Eve



I couldn’t stand it anymore!  I wanted to please her so bad.  The hell with my pride!   Telling her with great humility, I confessed that I was going to rob her house and that I deserve whatever punishment I get.  Her eyes grew narrow and as she pursed her lips.  She took a deep breath and blew it in my face.  Her face became relaxed and then she busted out laughing and told me that I earned the idiot award.  “I can’t believe you let a bunch of strangers fuck your virgin ass,  just to tell me something I already knew”  She smiled and looked amused.   “You must be a masochist dear.”  Snapping her fingers at one of the other slaves, she met my eyes as she whispered in his ear.  The slave returned with a shiny black  box.  She told me to open the box and put it on.  It was a pair of leather pants, collar and leash.  It felt good to wear clothes again.  She took the leash in her hand and led me to the living area.  Everyone had gone but her servants.  She ordered me to please her and I gladly did.  “Let me see My cock.” I opened my fly and pulled the leather pants down to my ankles.  She caressed around my privates while gazing into my eyes.   “You are free to go tomorrow.”  


The end…


Two days before Christmas



She was so regal,  I wanted to worship her body for the rest of my life. She had a sense of pride mixed in with strength and confidence.  Her servants unchained me,  but left the chastity device on.  “Take him to My chambers.”  Her bedroom was very inviting, with candles, tapestries and the smell of incense burning.  I was to entertain the Mistress or she would punish me again.  I became very anxious that she would grow tired of me and throw me to the wolves again.  While telling her a joke that was told to me a few weeks a go, she raised her voice and almost kicked me in my private parts.  “ENOUGH!  Lick My boots slave boy, and make sure they shine.”  I did what she asked and then she started directing me to kiss and lick her thighs all the way up to her panties.  Kissing her gently and carefully up her magnificent thigh, I could smell her sweet scent.  My cock became desperate to push out of it’s jail cell, while a steady stream of pre cum left it’s cage.  She pulled her panties to the side, to reveal her gorgeous mound and told me that my lips would never touch her goddess lips unless I confessed…



To be continued…


Three days before Christmas




The Mistress attached some kind of device over my wick and put a collar around my neck like an animal.  She led me down a dark hallway by a velvet leash.  I mildly glanced into one of the rooms and noticed a woman with her legs spread eagle on a bed in the middle of the room.  She looked so hot with her thigh highs and look of lust in her eyes.  There was a handsome man caged right behind her. My manhood ached from the device Mistress Tracy put on me.  The last room on the right was where I was to sleep for the night.  The rope was removed only to be replaced with heavy chains and padlocks.  “In the morning you will confess my little pet.”  She turned off the light and closed the rot iron door behind her.  I had almost fallen asleep but was fully woken up by a loud thump.  Heavy breathing and moaning from one of the rooms close by,  kept me from passing out.  The torture my cock was enduring was cruel.  I was so tired and all I could think about was Mistress Tracy coming in and releasing me from chastity.  My desire for my  capturer was stronger than any other feeling i’ve ever encountered.  The door opened and my heart stopped.  


To be continued…

Four days before Christmas



I was in a state of shock and so was my behind.  Someone inserted a toy that zapped and pulsated the crap out of my asshole.  I wanted to scream,  but the gag that was forced into my mouth was no ordinary gag.  It propped my mouth open and strange men were jacking off directly into my mouth.  I gagged and coughed out as much gizz as I could,  but the thick liquid slid down my throat.  Tears raced down my face while  the party enjoyed their fuck doll.  Mistress Tracy had changed into a rubber wet suit and had a large black cock attached to her.  She picked up a whip and told me to count each lash,  and to thank her or she would call the cops.  I followed her directions to a T and she eventually stopped at twenty lashes.  She caressed my penis and made it hard within seconds.  Sliding her black cock deep  inside my hole felt good.  I was so turned on and excited that I almost came, but she put a stop to that.  “There’s no pleasure for liars.” 


To be continued…