When you start coming up with a detailed plan to kill yourself and dreading waking up every day, things are obviously going bad for you.

Father-Daughter Day Pt. 2

Daddy held my hand as he escorted me to the passenger side of the car. I grabbed his crotch as I slowly sat down. My round stomach poking from under my shirt. Six months earlier my daddy's delicious seed start growing inside of me. My friends and family thought it was just from some random one night stand I had, which was a lie. As my daddy walked to the driver side, I reached under my shirt and unsnapped my bra to free my swelling breasts. My shirt immediately started to darken around my nipples as milk leaked from my melons. I cupped my stomach as my daddy got in and started to drive away from the hospital, which I had just finished an appointment. As he drove, he slipped his hands down my sweatpants and rubbed my panties causing them to wedge into my moist pussy. My panties were already wet from constant slips of pee due to my pregnancy. We stopped at a drive-thru of Bojangles and I ordered my favorite meal. A two-piece with mash potatoes and gravy, dirty rice, and sweet tea. Daddy made sure my belly was always full when I was hungry. Either with food or his gooey cum. But now my belly was full of a growing baby that belonged to him. I was so happy. Daddy loved me and he loved his daughter. On the way home, I ate some of my delicious meal. Daddy used his hand to wipe my mouth of all the delicious chicken grease before placing that same hand in my panties to grease up my pussy. "Daddy, gross!" I playfully yelped. His cock surely would have no problem penetrating my core now. To show solidarity, I took my greasy hand and reached into his loose pants to grease up his cock. To no surprise, he was already rock hard. Of course he was. Daddy loved his daughter's pussy. If my belly wasn't so big I would have leaned over and gave him some good old fashioned road head. Daddy's cock looked just as delicious as it felt as well. I may have been a little too hungry. Thoughts of dipping his cock into these mashed potatoes before devouring his rod made my pussy gush even more. Soon we were home. Mom was still at work. Good. I heaved myself out of the car, leaving a wet spot in the seat. I turned around just in time to see Daddy lean over into the passenger seat and lick the wet spot where I had been sitting. Once we were in the house, I barely had time to put my have eaten food down before daddy grabbed me and escorted me to my bedroom. He sat on my bed as I stood in front of him, now naked, so he could nurture on my milk. I was in pain from the sucking but I would do anything for my daddy. I cupped his face as he fed on my breasts. Milk trickled down my stomach as he squeezed one while sucking on the other. My daddy's tongue trailed down to my stomach to lap up the milk that trickled down. My pussy was no longer clean shaven seeing as I could no longer see it due to my protruding tummy. But daddy did not care. He loved his daughter and had no problem slicing his tongue through my hair that covered my snatch. He laid me down on the bed so he could have better access to my pussy with his mouth. I giggled as small spurts of pee shot into his mouth as he tongued me. With pouted lips I said, "Daddy can I have some cock now pretty please?" His dick hard much farther reach than his tongue, obviously, and that is what I wanted. Daddy's daughter always got what she wanted. So it was to no surprise that daddy granted his daughter's request and plunged himself into her. My pregnant tummy jiggled as he unmercifully pounded me into another galaxy. My swollen breasts bounced as milk continued to leak. I moaned and screamed for my daddy as he reached deep inside of me with his cock. Daddy put his hand over my mouth to shut me up. Well us girls seem to be a little too chatty sometimes, so I did not mind. But the real reason daddy wanted his daughter to be silent was so he could hear the sounds. The sounds of his balls slapping against me. The creamy sound of his dick slicing in and out of me. Oh how that sound was orgasmic! I was so fucking creamy! Daddy loved the sound of his creamy daughter. "Daddyyyyyyy!" I moaned out loud when he released his hand. "Your cock feels so good daddy, *gasps* ooooo you feel so fucking good please don't ever stop fucking me daddy please" I said. My thighs jiggled and shivered at his relentlessness. Daddy caressed my stomach while we fucked. Mommy could never fuck daddy like I could. Make him cum like I could. No wonder daddy loved me more than mommy. I peed as we fucked. The sensation of my warm pee drizzling down my daddy's balls were just too much for him. He exploded inside of me for the umpteenth time. "It's so warm, daddy!" I gasped. He took his cock out and stroked my clit with the head a mere ten seconds before I came. When I was done soaking daddy with my squirt, I rubbed my sensitive clit a little more as I peed on him. My daddy loved it when his daughter emptied her bladder on him. Daddy helped me up to my feet off the soaked bed and smacked me hard on my ass as I headed to the bathroom to shower away my whorish filth. I would kill for my daddy. That is how much I loved him. Society would look down on us but I did not care. Change of plans. Daddy made a hot bubble bath for us and I entered the tub and sat in his lap as he caressed me like a real woman should be caressed. When I sat down in daddy's lap I got a nice thick surprise as his cock was hard once again. Daddy's cock slid nicely into his daughter's ripe asshole. I moaned as I grinded on my daddy in the tub. He grabbed my hair, forcing my head back, as I grinded on his wet cock. My asshole was filled to the brim by my daddy. My swollen breasts rested on his arm that was wrapped around me tightly. We were one. Daddy's child growing inside of me, daddy's lips against my neck, daddy's body against my body. So many wonderful sensations were flowing through my body. I felt so good in daddy's arms. I felt so safe and cared for. Daddy's seed felt so good once it released deep in my asshole. I lifted up off of his throbbing cock as cum poured out of my ass into his eagerly awaiting mouth. Daddy made sure his daughter's asshole was nice and clean as he licked and stroked with his tongue. I wiggled my ass in daddy's face as he finished eating. He slipped down into the tub with his head barely above the water as I still stood. I carefully planted one foot on the edge of the tub as I peed into my daddy's wide open mouth. He guzzled down my yellow nectar as if it were life saving medicine. Daddy sat back up as I sat down to face him. I wrapped my legs around him and scooted as close to daddy as our growing child would allow and began to kiss him passionately. I was so glad to have a daddy like him. One who cared for me and took care of me at all times. We were not just father and daughter. We were soul mates. Sexually and mentally. Not even mommy could come between us.

Father-Daughter Time

Fresh out of the shower, I put on the yellow and white dress my daddy bought me with matching underwear and stockings. My daddy was always good to his daughter. Always making sure I was first over everything. I sat on my bed and sifted through my phone. My friend Clara texted me to ask if I wanted to hang out tonight. I texted her back that I could not because it was father-daughter time. She texted back proclaiming that I am always saying that it is father-daughter time. Daddy walked into my room, just as I finished reading her reply. His eyes looked me up and down, impressed at how nicely I fit into the dress. "Daddy, do you like the way I look?" I said as I stood up on the bed and twirled around causing the dress to fly up just enough for him to see my panties squeezing my ass. He came over, not wanting to waste anytime, and pulled the top of my dress down to expose my breasts. My breasts were perky and firm. My nipples were hard and sensitive. My daddy leaned his head forward to suck on them as I stood on the bed. "I'm sorry I do not have any milk, daddy." I said, wishing my breasts were full of milk to satisfy his thirst for his daughter. I plopped down on the bed and began to unbuckle his pants. Once unbuckled, his pants flopped to the ground as his cock stood at attention. Like a good little whore I placed his large balls on my tongue as I glided my tongue all the wall up to the tip of his cock. I swirled my tongue around the head and poked and prodded his cock hole with my tongue. My daddy's cock was so hard and firm. It settled nicely between my eyes as I sucked his balls. His balls twisted and twirled in my mouth. His balls tasted so good. I was sucking them so well. He praised me with moans as his little girl washed his balls with her saliva. Saliva and spit dripped from my chin, his cock, and his balls. My chest was glistening from the drippings. "Daddy? Can I play with your asshole?" I said after his dick popped out of my mouth. Daddy got on the bed, on his back, as he lifted his legs up to expose his asshole. I grabbed his wet balls and moved them out of the way as my tongue rubbed against his taint. Sliding down, my tongue swirled around his asshole like a vortex. I slathered his asshole before placing my lips against it. I started to suck my daddy's asshole. His daughter was so nasty and whorish. Just how daddy liked her. I forced two fingers into my daddy as I sucked his balls while jerking his stiff cock. His breathing labored as intense pleasure splashed over him. Daddy moaned for me as he came. His balls plopped out of my mouth as I gasped with excitement as a hot stream of come flew into the air. It rained down on my face as I stuck my tongue out as if I was outside in the rain. Daddy's cum was thick and gooey. Sometimes when I came home from school, daddy would have a nice cup of cum ready for me to drink. I always eagerly gobbled it down. We switched positions as I laid on my back. I had the most perfect spread-eagle pose, once daddy took my panties off. My nicely shaven pussy was plump and juicy. "You ready to eat daddy?", I said, as he eagerly dipped his mouth into my swollen mound. When he did, juices flowed out of me like a river. I was soaked. I was rubbing his head as he was eating. Caressing his ears with my soft fingers as I heaved my pelvis up and down gyrating my pussy into my daddy's face. When he was done eating my juicy snatch, he grabbed his cock and shoved it inside of me. "Ouch, daddy" I exclaimed. He shoved my dress up to my belly button so he could feel my bare flesh against his. My pussy lips molded itself around his cock as it unapologetically plunged in and out of me. My snatch was like no other. My daddy's cock was being devoured by my pussy. In all his years on this earth, he had never had a pussy like mine. Strange how the best pussy he ever had was from his own little whore. What we were doing was so wrong in the eyes of many. I did not care. We did not care. We were fucking so good. Our sexual organs matched up so well. So perfectly. My pussy never failed to make daddy come. And daddy's cock never failed to make me come. When daddy was unsatisfied with mommy he would come into my room and finish inside of me. One time I was in the bathroom and daddy could not wait any longer so he barged in and made me suck his cock while I was shitting and pissing. He had fingered me while I was pissing. He loved it. There was so much cum on my face that day and daddy licked it all off. Mom did not know. It was our little secret. My pussy demonized my daddy. He could not stop pounding like a possessed maniac. His balls flapped up and down, slapping against my asshole. I closed my eyes and screamed "daddy" as I clinched his ass while I came. It was so forceful and stimulating. I shivered uncontrollably as he continued to fuck the shit out of his daughter. "Daddy, please!" I begged, urging him to stop as my snatch had become unbearably sensitive. I bit my lower lip in agony as my body bounced around from his weight on top of me. Finally, after what seemed like forever, his cock filled my snatch to the brim with his thick gooey cum. It was so warm and felt really good. "Thank you, daddy" I said while smiling. He did not fuck me in the ass but I was okay with that. I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed my report card off of it. I handed it to him so he could take a look. He sighed as he saw the F I had made in economics. To be honest, I skipped that class a lot to go finger my pussy and asshole in the gym locker room. Disappointed, daddy reached down for his pants and took his leather belt out of the loop. He grabbed me by the arm and laid me over his knee and shoved the back of my dress up. He swung hard as the belt made contact with my ass over and over. I cried out in pain as daddy spanked me harder and harder. Cum dripped from me along with piss as every hit of the belt caused me to relieve myself. I could not help it. Pain made me pee. Once daddy was done punishing me, he pushed me off of his knee onto the floor and ripped my dress off. I cried because I disappointed my daddy. Minutes later he stormed back in and picked me up off the floor. He threw me on the bed and turned me over on my stomach as he spread my butt cheeks and shoved his dick in-between them. This was my punishment as well. I laid flat on the bed as he ravaged me from behind. His breath heavy in my ear, my ass throbbing from the beating I took and now the pounding I am receiving. My asshole open and closed with every thrust. Daddy taught me how to take a beating. A pounding. He loved his little whore of a daughter. He emptied another load of cum into me. He gently kissed my asshole full of cum. I used the muscles in my ass to push out the cum so I could feed on it. It tasted so good. Nothing like fresh cum to liven up my taste buds. More cum bubbled out of my asshole and snatch as daddy tucked me in for the night. I loved father-daughter time.

Master 5

Another shitty day at work. Got in my car and sighed deeply. It had been one month since my dangerous encounter with him. I pulled out of the parking lot and turned left. Strange, because I needed to turn right in order to head home. I was retracing my steps from the first time I had met him at his house. My memory was pretty good. I navigated the streets as I drove, in hopes of finding his home. Minutes later, my memory had succeeded again. I parked a few houses down, in front of a empty home for rent. I sat quietly, my mind racing as fast as my heartbeat. His car was there. My knees started to rub together as my pussy became engulfed in flames of anticipation. My hand shook as I opened the door to exit my car. As I left the seat of my car, a small pool of liquid was left behind on the leather seat. I was already gushing before I had even got out. My bra became uncomfortable as my nipples became hard the closer I got to his house. Without even thinking, I reached under my shirt, unsnapped my bra, and let it fall to the ground in the middle of the street. Was I possessed? I still do not know. I reached his doorstep and stood there for a solid twenty seconds. I stared at the door as if I was gazing into the abyss. The sounds of moaning snapped me out of that trance I was seemingly in. Confused I crept around to the back, letting myself into the unlocked wooden fence in his backyard. I was able to find a window that had its black curtains partially open. I peered inside and immediately my knees became weak. Another woman, naked and leashed, was bearing the brunt of my master's harsh treatment. That was supposed to be me. Tears welled up in my eyes as I watched. I was consumed with jealousy. Unaware of my actions, my fist hit the window as I turned to leave. Before I could reach the wooden gate to let myself out of his backyard, I heard the backdoor open. Two strong black arms wrapped around my curvy waist as he hoisted me up off my feet. With tears of jealousy streaming down my face, I squirmed and twisted to no avail. He carried me back into his house. He tossed me down on the living room floor. I tried to scramble to my feet but he wrestled me back down. I whimpered small cries as he man-handled me with ease. He was completely naked this whole time and the other girl kneeled obediently just feet away watching us. Somehow I was able to get to my feet and I tried to flee, my shirt tearing off in his grasp. During the ruckus on the floor he managed to leash me. So as I tried to run my head immediately jerked back and my body fell backwards to the floor as he held on to the leash. Now he had two victims. The other leashed girl crawled over to me and pulled off my shoes and pants. My soiled panties were pulled of my body next and handed to our master. He stuffed the wet panties, crotch first, into her mouth. He trailed his finger along the scratch mark that I had marked his face with during the fiasco. He grabbed the wooden paddle off the couch and beat me as punishment. She watched silently, sucking on my panties, as he slammed the paddle over and over into my phat ass. Waves rippled across my bottom as he beat me. I sobbed as he struck. He turned me over onto my back, when he was done beating me and shoved a dildo into my ass. Without even having to ask, I spread eagle for the eventual rape that was going to occur. I shook my head no as he began to violate me. The pain in my ass made worse as it rubbed against the living room floor. She crawled over on all fours as she positioned herself in a perfect squat with my face inches from her pussy. She was also a white girl. I stared at her mouthwatering mound. It was nice and meaty. Dripping onto my face. I could not help myself. I stuffed my face into her pussy. I feasted on her pussy. She gasped as my tongue danced in and around her pussy. I was like a king at a feast. My fingers found her asshole as her knees wobbled, threatening to fall down on my face. She pushed my head back down to the floor as my pussy eating skills proved to be to damn good for her. All the while out master had been pounding away at my pussy. His slimy black cock slid in and out of me. Fluids leaked from me as he did so. He dived so deep I thought his dick would come out my ass. There should have been a slippery when wet sign above my pussy because I could have filled a small lake. My fingers still in her ass, she grabbed my cheeks to force my mouth open. Her head lurched back as she sent a river of piss into my mouth. My mouth overflowed as it went streaming down my chin and cheeks. She placed her hands around my neck to choke me. My heart beat faster and faster as I struggled for breath. She spit in my face as she continued to choke me. This is how I wanted to die. The combination of been simultaneously fucked, choked and pissed on made me explode as I showered my master's dick. So much cum squirted from my pussy. It was amazing. My master was amazing. She was amazing. His dick wet from my satisfaction, he grabbed both our leashes and led us to the bathroom for a drink to refresh ourselves. She dipped her head into the toilet for a drink of cool water as I smothered my face into her ass. My tongue glided up and down on her appetizing asshole as she drank. My master stood over me, moving my head back as he spit on her asshole. He let go of my hair so I could resume my dessert. I slurped his spit off her asshole as she finished quenching her thirst. Next, I took my turn to drink from the toilet. She played with the dildo that was still in my ass. She then slowly pulled it out to expose my gaping black hole. As I drank, she ran her tongue around the rim of my asshole before diving in. Her tongue swabbed the walls of my anus, filling it with saliva. She feasted well as I finished up my turn drinking from the toilet. We were both led back to the living room. He smacked the living shit out of me before placing me in a strap-on dildo. I expected to fuck her but instead was greeted to the sight of our master getting down on all fours to grant me access to his asshole. The dildo nor his asshole was lubed. He wanted me to destroy him. She grabbed his stiff dick, waiting for me to start fucking him, in anticipation to his milk his swollen cock. I took hold of the dildo as I forced myself into him. I slowly started pumping but realized I needed to fuck like a guy. I grabbed him by the waist and started pounding faster. Harder. Rougher. My master could not take it. Ugh, men. He had to lube himself, and strap-on dildo, up. As she was milking his cock I plunged into his asshole. The lube created a creamy sound as I fucked our master. It sounded like a pot of macaroni was being swirled around. He moaned and wailed as I assaulted his asshole. I smacked his ass repeatedly as hard as I could. Sweat rolled down my back as I pounded. Damn, and I all had to do was lay on my back when I wanted to fuck. This was a workout. His back arched upwards when he came. All that cum. Looked like someone spilled glue on the floor. I pulled out his ass, exhausted. He got up to his feet. His whole body was shaking as he made us slurp up his cum. He rubbed his left butt cheek. The same butt cheek I had slapped numerous times. Big mistake. Once again I was going to be punished for hitting him. He grabbed a belt from a closet and began beating me and her. We scrambled on all fours to the corner as he swung the belt. We huddled together, shaking and jumping with fear as the belt swung down on us. He then grabbed and drug her away from me to beat her more soundly. When he let go, she whimpered and sobbed as she crawled back into our corner and then he drug me away for my beating. Unlike her, I tried to fight back. My tiny female frame was no match for his manly frame. It only took one hand of his to choke me into a kneeling position as he struck my backside with the belt. I winced at every strike. Every time I tried to instinctively grab the belt he would just choke me harder. He would only relinquish his grip when I started to faint. He would then grab my chin to shake me fully awake before striking my ass again. Once he felt I had enough, he then grabbed my hair and then slammed my head into the floor to expose my raw ass. His black cock gaped my white ass as I struggled not to scream. She crawled over, hurt and bruised, and cradled my head in her lap as he violently raped my ass. I pressed my face into her soft belly and let out a muffled scream as he dipped his dick in and out of me. She caressed my head as my tears fell down her belly. My ass hurt so bad from the beatings and now the pounding. He would stop only to amaze himself with how wide my gaping asshole was. My breathing was so heavy that one could easily confuse it for a asthma attack. Finally, his balls emptied its contents into my black hole. My asshole overflowed with cum like a storm drain during heavy rains. He put his hands on my ass, squeezing them hard, causing me even more blissful pain and then pushed me away. Me and her crawled back into the corner. Red marks adorned our bodies. Humiliated, we stayed in the corner as he went to the couch to watch TV. I held her head between my breasts as she began to suck them for comfort. Our master was soon asleep on the couch from our filthy activities. I could have used that opportunity to leave. But I did not. Neither did she. Why? Neither of us wanted to go back to reality. A reality of minimum wage and bills. This house was a portal into a fantasy world neither of us wanted to leave. She kissed me on the lips as we cuddled, naked and leashed in the corner. I put my hand down in-between my legs and flushed out some pee into it. I held my cupped hand up to her lips as she drank my sterile nectar. All the jealousy I had when I glared into the window upon arrival was gone. When all the liquid had been sipped out of my hand, she looked at me and smiled. And I smiled back.

Nemesis of Sona

The crowds jeered. The crowds hurled insults at the woman at the center. She stood, tied to a wooden pole, surrounded by the Lords of Faith. The LoF were a religious radical group, commissioned by the King, to rid the lands he ruled of wretched and non-believers. Sona stood accused of witchcraft and adultery. Some believed she was casting a spell on every man she passed, causing them to lust after her. In actuality, Sona was a very beautiful woman whose form turned the heads of every man she passed. Her eyes where as bright as the moon. Her curvaceous figure seductive and enticing. It was of no surprise to Sona that, after being accused and jailed, she was raped by many members of the Lords of Faith. Before being tied up and put on display to be eventually burned to death, she was stripped naked. Cum seeped from her vagina down her thighs as the crowd pointed and gawked at that site as evidence of her adultery. Unbeknownst to them, the seed dripping down her thighs were the seeds from the dicks of the LoF as they had raped her right beforehand. Sona licked her lips as the remnants of blood and cum still remained from the first of the LoF that tried to rape her. That first man made the gruesome mistake of sticking his hardened cock between the lips on her face, not the lips in-between her thighs. In that filthy dungeon cell, she sucked him off. Stroking and licking his cock ferociously as if she was desperate to dispense the contents of his sack into her. He moaned and howled as his cock jerked suddenly, dispelling his seed into her mouth. The instant she tasted his salty liquid she bit down hard, nearly ripping his dick off. He screamed in pain as the guards ran in and bashed Sona on the head to get her to release her teethy grip. With a defiant grin on her face she mocked the man. "What is wrong dear? A little pleasure mixed with pain too much for you?" Those were the last words the man ever heard before his body turned cold. After the guards removed the dead man from the cell, two more of the LoF entered the cell. Not to make the same mistake as their dead comrade, one held her down as the other shoved his curved cock into her. As she was raped by one, the other beat her in revenge for the death of the first man to rape her. The simultaneous beating and fucking turned Sona on despite knowing her eventual death was near. Her nipples hardened as she was savagely beaten. The man inside of her shivered as he released his gooey seed into her. "Remember sharing is caring." she said, as the men switched places. Not wanting to give the satisfaction, to them, of knowing they were pleasing her, she very quiet as she orgasmed. She shook and shivered as the penetration of her sensitive pussy continued. The main holding her down had become hard again and could not retain his desire. The main on top of her rolled over, rolling her on top in the process, as the second man moved behind her to ram his cock inside her ass. Her eyes widened in pleasure as he did so. Their balls slapped together as all three moved in rhythm. There was a tap on the bar cells as the eldest member of the LoF stood in shock at what he was seeing. The men quickly threw Sona off of themselves and blamed it on her witchcraft. Now naked in the center of a massive crowd, Sona taunted them with her account of what happened down in the cell. The eldest member shook his head as he began the procedure to torch the hay that surrounded Sona. Sona's breathing became heavier and her heart beat faster as her death drew near. As the elder drew his torch nearer to the hay, some of the women in the crowd shrieked as a large winged figure was seen in the moon's view. Not to be out-matched the winged creature shrieked even louder, drowning out every sound in the vicinity. It was Nemesis. Sona's dragon. He had been searching all over for his master and now he had found her. His breath hot enough to melt the sun itself, he wind as he began spraying the crowd with fire. Men and women instantly turned to ash as Nemesis descended down to the grown. The LoF cowered in fear as Nemesis sniffed out her rapists. Nemesis could easily identify the smell of Sona's nectar on the cocks of the LoF and promptly scooped the first one up, biting him in half. The other rapist scrambled for safety inside of a nearby home only to be incinerated as a tasty barbecue treat as Nemesis turned the home into a oven as he breathed fire into its down catching everything on fire. Many of the King's guards showed up only to quickly turn and flee at the site of the behemoth. The elder kneeled down and prayed once Nemesis turned his attention to him. Sona had been cackling the entire time with glee and laughter. Her body giddy and her eyes wide as her trusty dragon came to her rescue. Nemesis looked confused as the kneeled man prayed. So he lurched forward and put his teeth around his neck, popping the elders head off. He then gently finessed his massive teeth around the ropes that bound his master. Sona climbed on the back of her dragon and he swooped up into the sky and returned to the mountain of which they resided far away. Riding naked through the chilly cold night naked left Sona shivering nonstop. Nemesis noticed as she slipped off of him, once they landed, and laid down on the ground exhausted. He stuck out his massive heated tongue and began licking his master to keep her warm. Sona welcomed the warm sensational touch and grabbed his tongue as she spread her legs, directing his tongue to her core. Nemesis licked his master over and over again, right where she wanted it, in-between her thighs. His rough warm wet tongue vibrated as it slathered her pussy. She started gyrating on Nemesis' tongue as the moonlight shined down on then. No longer cold, she moaned as her dragon unknowingly pleased her sexually. She screamed as she squirted on his tongue. Nemesis quickly pulled his head back as his master screamed, becoming confused. Sona stood up, shaky but stable, and kissed her dragon on the nose as her vagina, made extremely hot by the heat of his tongue, cooled off. Staring out towards the town, that tried to end her life, miles away, she watched as more and more of the town became engulfed in flames.

Regretful Past

When I was about nineteen years old I met a girl online in a Myspace chat room. We became really good friends mainly because we were both socially awkward. She was a Asian girl named Tori. Eventually I started developing feelings for her. We were close friends so much so that she was comfortable telling me about her teenage exploits to hookup with boys and other various things. Hearing her talk about these things gave rise to a strong sense of jealousy I had never felt before. At times I would lash out at her on gaming forums we visited on Myspace and she would not know the reasoning behind it. I became obsessed with her and could no longer stand when she spoke of her random exploits and began making up a life I did not really live as a sort of counter to try to make myself feel better. I could not stand how she was living more and more. I wanted the old Tori, who stayed at home all the time playing Xbox and being on her laptop. Not the Tori who got out of the house more and finally found her first steady boyfriend and was eager to tell me she finally lost her virginity. I hurt so bad on the inside that I wanted to do the same to her. But how could I? I was just a guy on a computer many states away from her. One of the things I did was to makeup a fake girlfriend to try to counter my feelings. So Tori thought I was happily in a relationship when I was not. When Tori started dating I had become so overcome by jealousy that I had faked my own death. I used my fake girlfriend I had created to help pull it off. That was my way of cutting off all contact with her. A few years later I contacted her via Facebook and told her the truth. She had figured I had made it all up even though it hurt her emotionally. I asked to restart our friendship anew but she never responded. We had been friends for three years before I faked my death. And another three years went by before I confessed. The last time I looked at her profile was in 2013. When I saw her profile pic, which was just a selfie, my heart felt ten times heavier and it took until the next day to shake that feeling. I will never forgive myself for what I did. I fell in love with her and could not handle it. And it cost me a awesome friend because of it. From time to time I think about her but I avoid looking her up online because I know my heart will punish me if I do. Kim, one of the things I promised myself when our bond as friends became tighter and tighter was that I would never make the same mistake with you. Did I get jealous when Brian was living with you and when your ex-husband allowed you to be with others? Yes, but it was never on the same level back when I was friends with Tori. I guess being older has made me much more wiser and much more in control of my emotions. Our friendship has outlasted the one I had with her and I hope it keeps going for decades. Losing you would be just as painful and I would never do anything to risk that. Your flaws mean nothing to me. People like you do not cross my path every week or every month. You are a rare gem and losing Tori taught me how important it is to hold on to a rare gem. I enjoy your time more than anybody else. Your eyes keep me fixated and intimidated. I have this constant daydream of being rich and showing up at your apartment in a Lamborghini and sweeping you off your feet into a new and much better life. If I keep daydreaming about it as much as I do it is bound to come true right? You have more pull over me than you realize. If you had that same amount of pull over your ex, then he would not be your ex because he would not have let you leave in the first place. I find you immensely beautiful. You standing beside your sister is like looking at a picture of a unicorn standing beside a donkey. I long for the day you can cry tears of joy instead the tears of depression and sadness that constantly adorn your face. Telling you things from my past like I just did is hard. But when you are telling it to someone you love and respect, like you, then it makes it so much easier. You are the only person I have told this to and you will most likely be the only one ever. I feel so comfortable, despite still being a little nervous, with telling you this sensitive info. I hope I never disappoint you because to do that I would have to disappoint myself. I hope I turn out to be everything you could want as a friend or even more. If not I will try my best to get as close as possible. You are a key component to my life and you have been for years. I cannot imagine you not being in it. I hope you are as comfortable with me as I am with you. I love you to death and would not hesitate to give my own life up to ensure you keep yours. Your time will never be a waste to me. I know you are a busy person with a job and three beautiful children to nourish and for that I will always appreciate the time you allow me to be in your life. I will always be here for you until my last breath and my last breath will be filled with memories of people like you who have had a huge impact on my life.

Master 4

A few weeks had passed since the bathroom incident. I was sitting on the couch, watching tv, when I finally decided to get my overworked lazy ass up and take out the trash. I hurried to the dumpster and tossed in the trash and turned to hurry back and escape the wretched sun I hated so much. I liked it dark and gloomy, not bright and sunny. Hopping back up the stairs, I headed back into the apartment and slammed the door without turning around. Strangely, I did not hear the sound of the door slamming behind me. I turned around to see why and there standing in the doorway was him. My heart started beating faster, my breath became heavier once again, and my body tensed up. My phone was in the bedroom. Damn thing might not even turn on. It won't charge for shit. Who was I fooling. I was not going to call for help. I was going to let him have his filthy way with me but I was not going to go down without a fight. I turned to run. I heard the door close as he entered, chasing after me. I made it halfway down the hallway before he caught up to me and grabbed my waist. I turned around, swinging at him. I got a few good hits in before he easily floored me. I flopped and rolled but he remained on top of me. Slapping me, spitting on me, and choking me. My body tired easily. I stopped flailing. My chest rose up and down rapidly as he grabbed my ankles and dragged me to my living room. He ripped off my shirt and shorts before turning me over and snapping off my bra. Luckily for him there were no panties for him to rip off as I was wearing nothing else under my shorts. He shuffled his pants off and I could feel his black dick smothering my white ass. My face was turned towards the television as he slathered my asshole with his spit before plunging his black dick into it. My face held down to the ground, by his hand, as he violated me. I stared at the tv and wondered if I was watching Dr. Who while being raped or was the Doctor the one watching me while I was being raped. My breathing was labored in tune to his strokes. My anus was swallowing his dick gleefully as his pelvis smacked my ass with every thrust. His swollen balls smacked my pussy flicking droplets of my nectar across the floor. He would pull out of me to spit into my gaping asshole that he had no right to be in. After filling my asshole with his gooey cum, he rolled me over. I started to hit his chest as hard as I could as he spread me as wide as he could. He held my wrists down as he spit in my face for trying to fight him off of me. Defeated, I spread as wide as I could so he could rape me as hard as he wanted. My senses roiled with pain, fear, and pleasure as he dived his dick into my pool of nectar that eagerly awaited him. His cock was so wet and slippery thanks to me. Farting noises reverberated throughout the apartment as his cock popped in and out of me. His mouth found my right nipple as he sucked and flicked his tongue on my swollen nipple. My breasts bounced to the rhythm of his unlawful intrusion. I muffled a scream as I came, after one too many strokes from his perfect cock. As I stared at the Doctor, on tv, I wondered if he would like to join. The only difference being the Doctor would not need to rape me because he would have my full permission to enter me. Not like the guy who was currently exploding cum into me for a second time today. Letting go of my wrists he slid down my body, with the help of his tongue. He swirled his tongue around my belly button before trailing down to my inner thigh. Stroking me with his tongue right where my thigh and pelvis connected. I used my hands to try to push the intruder's head off of me but to no avail. His mouth found my clit and began sucking. My clit was being sucked on like a baby to a nipple. It felt so fucking good. I could not help but grind my waist into his face as he swirled his slimy filthy tongue around my clit. His tongue slid down to my lips as he poked and prodded the entrance to my core. I was not done giving up yet. His face in my pussy, I let him have it. I arched my back as I let loose a waterfall of sterile piss unto his face. I could not hold back the devious grin on my face as I drowned his face in it. He tried to slurp and suck his way through it but it was too much. He pulled his face back after being drenched. In a instant, the devious grin on my face was gone as he backhanded me twice. He grabbed a belt from the loop of his pants and started striking me. He stood up and grabbed my arm trying to turn me over. I used my other arm and tried to shield my ass as he swung the belt repeatedly. I yelped and cried at the pain and tried to crawl away. Like an animal. Red stripes marked my ass as I crawled quickly into a corner and cowered. I should have known there would be repercussions for doing that. Thinking I was just going to piss on his face and get away with it. The faint sounds of children playing outside could be heard as I was showered in his piss from head to toe in that corner. piss cascaded down my face. My breasts were soaked. A river streamed down my body as it dripped from my pussy onto the floor. I jumped as he fooled me into thinking he would strike me again. He grabbed me by the hair and dragged me into my bathroom. He lifted the toilet seat cover and sat down as I was kneeled before him. He grunted as fecal matter escaped his body into the toilet. I wrinkled my nose at the smell before he slapped me with the belt. He stroked himself before grabbing the back of my head and shoving it into his groin. He commanded me to open my mouth before shoving his dick into my mouth. Here I was. Sucking a man's dick while he was taking a shit. The head of his cock swam in my saliva as I sucked on it. His head tasted good. I moved down to his balls. His round swollen cum-filled balls fit nicely into my salivating mouth as he continued shitting. I used my right hand to masturbate. My insides felt creamy and warm. I covered my hand in my nectar before using it to milk his cock as I continued to marinate his balls in my mouth. I popped his balls out of my mouth right as a stream of sticky white cum shot out of his cock, plastering my face. I kneeled patiently, with a warm cum covered face, as he finished shitting and wiping. He then hoped in the shower as I continued to wait patiently. A nice glop of his cum hung of my chin slightly swinging back and forth. After finishing his shower, and drying off, he commanded me to crawl to my bedroom. While standing up, he placed his hands on the bed and spread his legs apart in front of me. Then, he commanded me to eat. I was shocked and caught off guard. Hesitant, I spread my master's cheeks as I placed my tongue between them. My master was cleanly shaven which made it easier. I slid my tongue up and down. His asshole tickled my tongue as I did so. Before I knew it I was eagerly slathering his ass with my saliva. Stroking my tongue like a paintbrush while his ass was the canvass. I held his dick and balls in one hand, squeezing and pulling tightly as he groaned with pleasure. It was not long before more cum milked out of his cock. I had done good. He wanted to know where my toys were. I crawled over to where they were and he took a vibrator. He placed it in my hand as he turned around to expose he asshole once again. My mind was blown as I took full liberty with the vibrator and coated it with my saliva before plunging it into my master. He groaned as I did so. I held on to the end of it as I fucked him with it. His black cock had never seemed more erect. His dick pulsated as I brutally fucked him. Oh gawd I wish I had a strap on. I would rape him just as viciously as he had raped me if I did. He then laid down on his back, on the bed, as he spread eagle and lifted his sack so I could fuck his asshole some more. Oh what a sight to see. A full grown man spread eagle. My pussy had never been wetter. His cock looked like it was going to lift off like a rocket into space. As I continued to pleasure, a thought came into my head. A sinister devious thought. I slid off the bed and crawled over to my closet and reached for a belt before crawling quickly back to the bed while the vibrator was buzzing away in his asshole. I crawled onto the bed and with one quick strike I struck his cock. His body jerked and his eyes widened. I struck again. And again. And again. I struck his chest, his cock, and his balls. He whimpered and moaned. The tables had turned. I smacked his balls with my free hand. I slapped his cock back and forth. Harder and harder. I beat him unapologetically. His cock throbbed and pulsated. I straddled him. Riding him like the strong bull that he was. I struck his chest over and over with the belt, only pausing to jump up and down on his cock. I dropped the belt and placed both of my hands around his neck, squeezing. Spitting on his face as I did. He moaned out so loud as he came. Shooting his load so deep inside of me I could have felt it in my throat. I let go of his neck so he could breathe. I reached behind me and pulled out the vibrator, causing his body to twitch as I did. I immediately shoved it into his mouth. Throat fucking a man with a vibrator that was just in his asshole cannot be put into words. My dominance abruptly came to an end as he grabbed me by the hips and tossed me off the bed. He grabbed the belt before diving on me as if he too were an wild animal. Needless to say he beat me senseless. My ass reignited with pain. My thighs whipped. My breasts bruised. He finally collapsed from exhaustion. We had tussled on the floor creating a ruckus for the neighbor below me. I knew another noise complaint was in my future. Whatever, fuck my neighbor. I want her to ask me what was going on just so I can tell her I was being joyfully raped just to see the look on her stupid face. I watched in sadness as he got the strength to head to the living room to put his clothes back on. Despite being in a lot of pain, I crawled back to the living room as he finished getting dressed. He opened the door and walked out, closing the door as he left. My heart was still pounding. I was a complete and utter filthy mess. But it had been worth it. He made me feel so good and so alive despite the danger and pain he put me in. I dreaded telling my co-workers about all the obvious bruises and swelling that will adorn my body when I show up for work the next day. I wobbled to my feet as I stood up. I wondered when my next encounter with him would be. I hoped it would be soon. Hell, if he turned around and barged right back into my apartment I would have welcomed it. I made myself a hot bath. I knew it would hurt after the beating I took. But I welcomed the pain. The pain felt good. As I sat in that tub I could hear the rumble of thunder. What a perfect end to a great day.

Master 3

I woke up to the feeling of a butt plug being pulled out of my sore asshole. My master then untied my hands and sore ankles from the bed before grabbing the leash and leading me to his backyard. His backyard was surrounded by a wooden fence to keep prying eyes away. He led me to a spot under a tree where he commanded me to use the bathroom. So this was it huh? I was not even human enough to use a proper bathroom. I pulled my sore knees apart, on the grass, and began my bowel movement. My asshole was already sore from being constantly pounded, which made shitting uncomfortable. But being an obedient animal whore, I did as he commanded. After I was finished, he cleaned it up and wiped my asshole. After crawling back into the house, he led me to the center of the living room before binding my hands above my hands, putting a ball gag in my mouth and commanding me to lay on my back. He went into the bedroom and returned seconds later. In his hand was a smaller wooden paddle. He told me to spread eagle to which I nervously did. I closed my eyes as he started swinging the paddle downwards, smashing it against my pussy. I yelped and screamed, my sounds muffled by the ball gag. The sound of the wooden paddle smacking against my pussy could be heard throughout the house. I could not stop jumping at every hit. I could not hold back my tears as he assaulted me relentlessly. I kept closing my legs as a reflex and in fear which on made him angry. He would smack my face with the paddle to show his disapproval every time I closed my legs. My legs and thighs shook tremendously when I forced them back open so he could punish me more. Despite my pussy being beaten black and blue, it continued to swell with nectar. So much so his paddle became wet. He finally stopped and dragged me into the corner. He laid my head face down into the corner with my hands bound behind my back. He motioned me to stick my ass in the air. The next thing I know, I heard the sound of a vibrator buzzing. Without any warning he shoved it into my swollen beaten pussy. I closed my eyes as the vibrator sent shockwaves of pain and pleasure through me. My master then got up and walked away with the vibrator still inside of me. It only took two minutes for me to have an exploding orgasm. But my master was no where in site to retrieve his toy. My pussy was sensitive but the toy kept vibrating away. I was howling and bawling through my ball gag. Squirming from side to side, I did not know what to do. I tried to force it out using every muscle I had down there but to no luck. I was literally rolling around on the ground, my pussy could not bear it. Sensitive was a good enough word to describe it. For four minutes this went on before he returned. When he finally took it out it was like unplugging a drain. My nectar flushed out of me and then I passed out. I woke up to the feeling of floating in hot water. I looked around to realize I was in the tub. My master was bathing me. When he put the warm cloth to my neck is when I realized I was no longer wearing the leash. My body was covered with bruises. I wish there were more. He lifted me up out of the tub, dried me off and carried me to the bedroom. He dressed me up in the clothes I had arrived in just days prior. I was confused and worried. He pulled me off the bed to stand on my own two feet. Two feet which I had not stood on since I arrived. He held me as I wobbled to the front door with his guidance. I did not want to go. I wanted to strip my clothes and fasten the leash back around my neck. But I knew this could not last forever. People would get worried. I had to go back out into this unforgiving world and be human again. I steadily made it to my car, wiping away tears as I did. I looked back at my master, who was standing in the doorway. He made me feel so alive. Now I had to go back to a world in which I felt dead. A few days later, after the bruises subsided, after the aches and pains deceased, I was back at work. It was a slow day. Barely any calls or customers. I could no longer stand the site and smells of pizza. I decided to take a break and head towards the single toilet bathroom. I reached the bathroom door a hand reached out and grabbed my arm. I was startled and looked to see that it was him. My master. My heart rate jumped, my breathing became heavier, my legs started to tremble. All the pain he dealt me had instantaneously resurfaced out of nowhere. A large wet spot formed in the crotch of my black pants as urine escaped me. I was speechless. My eyes darted back towards the counter area, looking for help. My mind wanted help but my body did not. He noticed and looked towards the counter as well. He looked back down at me before shaking his head as if to tell me no one was going to come to my rescue. He opened the bathroom door before shoving me into it. He locked the door as I backed up against the wall. I raised my hands and started hitting him. But he was a damn man and I was a woman. I was no match for him as he slapped me towards the sink before pressing my face down towards the sink and pulling my pants down and ripping my panties off and shoving them into my mouth. I heard the rustle of his belt buckle and pants coming undone before he plunged his black dick into my sweltering pussy. My pussy welcomed it. It made itself nice and wet the instant I saw him. My co-workers were in the kitchen laughing and joking about. Unbeknownst to them, their pretty white co-worker was being brutally raped in the bathroom. I gripped the sink as he plunged and dived into me over and over. My ponytail had come undone. I opened my eyes as he continued to rape me and I caught a glimpse of betrayal. My mind told me this was wrong. My mind said I should scream for help. Yet my body betrayed me. I saw in the mirror my master raping a woman. A woman who had a devious look of satisfaction on her face. A look of a woman who was clearly enjoying what was being done to her. My master groaned as he emptied the contents of his plump ballsack into me. Oh how I remembered the taste of his sack. Dipped in my nectar and his cum I had the luxury of allowed a taste of them as a treat when I was enslaved at his house. My master pulled out and immediately got down on his knees to feed. He ate me as if I was on the menu. A menu that only he knew about. The devious grin never left my face as I he ate. Licking me inside and out. You have not lived until you have had a tongue swirling inside of you. I gasped as I reached my peak and squirted everywhere. He stood up and, without saying a word, vanished from the bathroom. I reached down and inserted two fingers into my pussy. Using his cum as lube I masturbated as the first orgasm was not enough. It only took a couple of minutes before I was squirting in pleasure. I composed myself as I pulled my soaked pants up and tied my hair back up into a ponytail. I walked back behind the counter before a co-worker asked if I was feeling well since I took a while in the bathroom. I did not know what to say. I definitely was not going to tell them my master raped the shit out of me just minutes ago so I lied and told them I was indeed feeling a little sick and needed to go home. I felt obliged to clean the bathroom first since my nectar was all over the floor. After entering the bathroom with the mop and bucket I got naked and laid down on the filthy floor. A filthy floor splattered with my nectar. Like the animal my master made me into.

Master 2

I woke up after sleeping on the floor, naked, all throughout the night. I was still in a little bit of pain from last night and my ass was still swollen and now bruised as well. Master noticed I was awake and grab the leash, nudging it as a command for me to crawl towards him. He bent me over his lap to inspect me. He rubbed my ass and spread my cheeks before fingering me. He poked and prodded before pushing me off his lap back onto the floor. I felt so abused and hurt. Did he not want me anymore? He noticed my eyes were misty. He got up and yanked on my leash, forcing me to the front door. He opened the door letting in the morning light. I was exposed to the world. Bruised and naked. He asked me did I want to leave. In my head I thought about leaving. I thought about having to go home and put on my cheap work clothes and working a job that paid little to nothing. I thought about staying with my master. To be abused more, beaten more, and raped more. I wanted the latter. I crawled behind him to shield myself from the outside light. I licked his calves and his ankles as proof I wanted to stay. He closed the door and swiftly went to the bedroom. He came back to the living room with a leather belt in his hand. I started to shake and tremble. Pee escaped my body in fear of what was coming. The sfirst strike was the worst. Reigniting all the pain from last. I screamed as the belt made contact with my body. After five strikes I instinctively tried to grab the belt. I did not mean to do it. I loved being beaten. It made my pussy so fucking wet. Master definitely did not like me trying to grab the belt. He tossed it to the side and grabbed me by the wrists. I tried to fight to break free. I mean, I am a wild animal right? I twist and turned as he fought to drag me towards the bathroom. I was flailing wildly. He smacked me a couple of times before wrestling me into the bathroom. He lifted up the toilet seat before grabbing the leash and my hair and pushing my face into the toilet. Subdued, I started lapping up the toilet water. All that fighting made my filthy mouth dry. He stood over me. I could feel his legs on each side of me as I was drinking. Startled, I felt a warm liquid hit the back of my head. Drenching my hair and cascading down my neck and sides of my face into the toilet. He was pissing into the toilet as I drank from it. When he was done, he knelt down behind and edged my thighs apart. He then grabbed my throat and squeezed as he shoved his black cock into my white asshole. He I was being brutally raped. He had such a nice smile when I served him at my job. He was a true gentleman. Complimenting me on my looks even on my worst days. That's why I so eagerly agreed to come over when he asked. Now he wasn't the gentleman I thought he was. He was brutal, demanding, abusive, and unforgiving. He humiliated me, beat me, raped me. He made me into an animal. But I refused to leave when he gave me the chance. Why? Because I loved every fucking second of it. I was alive. He thrust harder and harder as I gasped from aguir as his hand squeezed my neck. I begged to stop. He saw through my lies. He knew I did not really want him to. He continued to rape me. Was it his fantasy? To forcefully shove his dick into some poor weak white girl without her permission? I was on the verge of passing out. My hands gripped the edge of the toilet, my toes curled, my grunts and moans loud, and my eye rolled in the back of my hand. The lack of oxygen to my brain, from him choking me, and the blissful ass pounding was giving me the most incredible high I have ever felt. My ass bounced and jiggled with every thrust. I came so forcefully and so hard that I screamed as I did. Finally, I passed out. My body went limp towards the ground as I blacked out. I woke up a few minutes later to the site of my master dragging me to the bedroom. He allowed me up onto the bed only to chain me up with handcuffs and rope. My legs had roped to each end of the bed. I was nice and spread. He then took out a ass plug and shoved it into me. No need for lube when you have just been gaped by your rapist. His black cock still erect and throbbing, he shoved it into my pussy without any hesitation. As he was sliding in and out of me, he took a pillow and covered my face with it. He pressed down on it with his forearm, causing me to lose air. I turned my from side to side as I try to gulp down air. Tears flowed down my face as I was being asphyxiated. He started pounding me at a rapid rate. A rapid slapping occurred as he did so. A river of juice flowed from my pussy in response to the pleasure. I was so sore but I wanted nothing but him to continue the rape and torture of my body. This is how I want to die. He took the pillow off as I finally got a huge gasp of air only to exhale all of it as my body orgasmed. I squirted all over the bed and my master. His dick glistened from my cum. My master finally smiled. I was so happy. I finally pleased him. I bit my lower lip as I squirted more as my master continued his ferocious assault on my pussy. Warm gooey cum splattered my insides as he erupted inside of me. His cum sloshed and swirled inside of me. He collapsed on top of me. Our breaths were heavy as I licked his face and slipped my tongue into his mouth. If I was not tied up, I would grab my master's cum soaked cock and shove it in my mouth. Still inside of me, he passed out. I relaxed and sighed. I wanted another beating, more humiliation, more abuse. I wish I could taste the plug that was still in my ass. Maybe master will allow me once he wakes back up. Until then, I think I will rest my eyes.

Master

I set foot in his house after I got off of work, accepting an invitation to come over. I thought it wouldn't hurt to stop by for a couple of minutes. He stared me up and down. Those perverted eyes groping my curves. I was a short thick white girl. Of course he wanted me. That black dick of his was probably already dripping pre-cum. He walked up to me and told me to get naked. Without a word, I did as he commanded. He rubbed his hands over me. Inspecting me like a prized animal. He asked me if I had ever been fucked by a nigger before. I told him no. He asked me did I want to be fucked or did I want to be raped. I did not know how to respond but oddly my pussy twitched as if it had been aroused by that question. I guess my absence of an answer led him to the latter. He grabbed me by the back of my neck and forced me to bend over the armrest of his living room chair. He rustled out of his pants before sliding his black dick inbetween my white pussy lips. He pulled my hair as he violently thrust in and out of me. He held onto me like a lion on it's prey. My pussy coated his dick in a slimy fluid as it was pounded into oblivion. To my disapproval he stopped. But then he forcefully slung me to the floor as I gasped. I did not know what was going on. He grabbed me by my ankle and dragged me down the hallway to his bedroom. I did not resist. He let go of me as he went to his closet and grabbed some rope and a wooden paddle. He slapped me as he bound my hands behind my back and began to beat me with the paddle. Every swing of the paddle against my white ass caused me to piss a little, soaking his bedroom floor. It flowed down my inner thighs as he swung again and again. I screamed and became teary eyed from the pain. But deep down inside I was exhilarated, deeply aroused, and loving it. I was just a pretty little white girl being abused and raped by a black man I had known for a long time. And I was fucking loving it. Once my ass was nice and red he stopped and threw me on the bed. He raised my bound hands above my head as he settled me on my back. He demanded I spread eagle, which I obediently did. He kneeled at the edge of the bed and melted his face into my pussy not caring that just a few moments earlier I was pissing from the slap of his paddle. He licked and probed me with his tongue. He pinched my clit with his fingers and sucked on my asshole. This pervert was fucking filthy. I could feel his tongue poking its way into my asshole. His fingers burrowed into my pussy, twisting and rotating. I could barely keep my legs spread in the air because I was shaking so badly. He slapped by thigh and told me to be fucking still. He went back to his closet and got a collar and leash. He fastened it around my neck as he repeatedly slapped me on the face calling me a animal whore. He yanked the leashed causing me to fall off the bed onto the floor. He undid my bound hands and demanded I crawl around on all floors. I obeyed. He sat on the edge of the bed and told me it was time to feed me. I crawled up to his lap and feasted on his cock and balls. He black clock sank down my throat as he pushed my head down. Refusing to let me breath, I began to gag as I could feel bile rise up in my throat. He finally let go of my head as I pulled back just in time to keep from throwing up on his cock. Before I could get a good breath of air he pushed my head back down again. This time I threw up. His cock was covered in my slimy stew of stomach fluids. Teary-eyed, I looked up at him just in time to see his hand coming towards my face as he slapped me. He called me a nasty bitch as he yanked the leash. He took his cock and balls and rubbed it all over my face. He was punishing me by rubbing my face in the vile mess I had made. I had been bad. He spit on my face and slapped me over and over. My tears rolled down my face as the pain ensued. He directed me towards the corner as I crawled to it and cowered on all fours. My face was pointed facedown in the corner as my swollen red ass poked out in the air. He started beating me with the paddle again. I yelped and screamed as I could no longer hold my bladder due to the pain. The hot searing sound of piss hitting the hardwood floor could not be mistaken. He told me to lay on my back in my piss as punishment. As soon as I did he was on top of me. Groping me. Raping me. My sore soaked legs wrapped around him as he thrust inside of me in that piss soaked corner of the room. His dick splashed in and out, in and out, in and out. My pussy was an absolute wreck. His dick felt so good. So fucking good. His fingers made it's way into my mouth as he continued his assault on my pussy. I sucked his fingers as his pelvis smashed into mine. My ass ached, my pussy pounded, my nipples licked, and my mind in a state of bliss. He came inside of me. His black dick releasing a river of white gooey fluid that flooded the inside of my pussy. It felt warm. It felt good. I shuddered as he pulled out. His nectar slowly dripped out of me. He bowed his head as sucked his nectar out of my gooey pussy like a straw and then proceeded to share the spoils with me. Our tongues danced in a sea of white as he kissed me. I sucked every drop of his own cum off of his tongue. I swirled it around in my mouth before swallowing. I yelped as he smacked me. Disapproving of my decision to swallow his seed. He stood up, towering over me as he grabbed his dick and proceeded to piss on me because I was just a filthy animal slut to him. He took me by the leash and led me to the bathroom, still on all fours, as he poured me a bath. I crawled in as he washed all the filth off of me. Once I was all clean he drained the tub before hopping in to fuck me once again. His black dick had penetrated me one too many times. I screamed as I came in an intense orgasm in the tub. He pulled on the leash to quickly hush me up as I squirted all over his dick. I crawled out of the tub as I was led to the kitchen where a doggy bowl awaited me. I knew it was for me because I was the only animal in this house. I lapped up the water with my tongue and silently ate the chicken tenders out of the bowl. Once I was finished I crawled into the living room as he laid down on the couch and quickly fell asleep. I crawled over to a nice spot sore, bruised and satisfied. I had a master now. And I couldn't wait until he woke back up to play with me some more.