“Say it, Shannon: I exist to give my master pleasure.”
“I exist to give my master pleasure. Yes. Oh, please!”
“Good girl.” I entered her, and we began to move together in the oldest
dance. I gave Shannon an orgasm, and […]
“Ouch! Ohh, it’s yours. Please, master fuck me oh god I need it
oh shit oh god oh master… .”
“I will if you answer one more question correctly. Why do you exist,
Shannon?”
She looked distraught. She was shaking with […]
“Even whip them?” I looked directly at her as I said this.
Her face showed her distress as the memory of her recent whipping
came back, but she said, looking me in the eyes, “Yes, master.
Even whip them. Oh, master, ohhh… .”
[…]
“Take my cock in your hand and hold it.” She did so, and I
continued, “These tits—whose tits are they?”
“Huh? They’re mine.”
“No, wrong.” I slapped the left one, not hard, and she jerked.
“They’re mine. Am I right?”
[…]
and brought her mouth to my ear, and her hips resumed their earlier
rotating motions.
“Master,” she whispered, “would you like to fuck me now?” She began
rubbing herself against me, and took my cock in her hand, stroking and
pulling at it. I rolled on top of […]
her tit just above my mouth. I bit her nipple again, harder this time.
“Yes, master, yes,” she said, her hips thrusting against my leg, “Bite
me, unhhh.”
I grabbed her by the shoulders and flipped her over. I started
slapping her tits, first one and then the […]
enveloping as a cunt. She continued for a few minutes, then positioned
her breasts over my crotch and began to move up and down, rubbing them
on my cock and balls. I was moaning and my hips were moving up and down,
trying to fuck her tits.
“Oh, […]
and soon came in her hand. She moved so that she was facing me, and
began to lick my cum off her hand, staring me provocatively in the eyes.
“Was that good, sir?” she asked.
“Oh, very good,” I choked out. She reached […]
know, for at least a few minutes every day, that she was still my slave.
Her breasts slowly healed, and after a few weeks were as beautiful
as ever; the whip had, miraculously, left no scars. For a while I was
scared that I had damaged her permanently despite […]
Shannon was changed in several ways by her first real whipping.
It had been a serious one, of course, more serious really than I had
planned, and it took her quite a while to get over it physically.
During this time she stayed in bed alone much of the […]
turned to me and smiled. “You’ll be seeing a lot of me—I need a lot
of help!” she said enthusiastically. She sounded as if she meant it,
but I knew she would never really show up; her kind never do.
“Okay,” I replied. I looked wistfully […]
I had never had so intense an orgasm. Since then I have learned that
doctors collect sperm samples by attaching electrodes near your asshole
and giving you a jolt, and that is the nearest I can come to describing
the feeling: it was like electricity arcing from my […]
myself, so I was very dirty. Shannon started licking without hesitation,
starting down near my balls. My cock was jerking up and down with the
sensation. When she got up near my asshole I heard her gag. “Don’t throw
up, bitch,” I said, my voice hysterical with need. “If you […]
Her voice trembled, but she said it. “Please, master, let me
lick your asshole today and every day.”
“Almost. I want you to mean it. Make me believe it, or I’ll use
this again.”
“Please, PLEASE, Master, may I lick your asshole, […]