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The huge dildo gets into the slave’s butt and the feeling is overwhelming, he is losing his butt virginity and there’s nothing more exciting for him…

We both were breathing hard. Helen was delightful and happy and I was trembling from uncertainty and waiting…

Having wrapped her hands around the strap-on the girl pressed softly slowly pushing it inside. She was harkening greedily to her slave’s sighs, head turnings and sensations.

The dildo spread plentifully with the lubricant was penetrating my butt very easily. It was surprising even for her.

- Do you see how easy it is, slave? – She grinned. – Your hole is asking the phallus to enter it. Do you feel how pleasant it is?

- Yeah… - It was the only thing I could say, trying to notice even a slight new sensation of mine.

When half of the head was inside Helen stopped and looked at her slave’s reaction.

- Get used to it, - she smiled. – Do you see how your body reacts to it? You like it!..

I don’t know why she decided that, I had another opinion. It was very unusual to stand being impaled on a hard dildo… A minute later Helen kept on pushing the toy inside confidently. As she had expected her butt swallowed up about 4 inches of the dildo meeting no resistance at all. The girl was proud to realize she was such a professional in men’s butts. (Read More…)

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The time has cum and now the ass of a slave is going to be fucked, there’s no way he can escape it, but the mistress wants to tease and humiliate him even more…

- Well, I have developed your mouth, slave, - Helen said slyly. – It’s high time for your butt to be fucked… I love deflowering virgins! – My Mistress gave a sigh. – You’ll remember me for the rest of your life… as the one who deflowered your ass and made a girl from you… Probably in future other girls will use you, too. But I’m the only one who has a full right to do it. I’ll make a very obedient girl from you, who will spread thighs for me… As I can see you can’t wait… Am I right? – Helen grinned.

I couldn’t utter a word … The girl was in a very good mood and she, not me, wanted to start as soon as possible. I was in low spirits. The thought that I was going to be fucked made me feel terrible…

- I think I’ll do that on the sofa, - Helen passed her hand over the soft surface. – Ok, darling, raise your butt and position yourself in a doggy fashion…

I rose. My feet almost gave way under me. All my motions were inhibited in anticipation of what she was going to do with me. Despite my fear I felt aroused and even I would say hot…

- Don’t be scared… - Helen smiled tenderly. – Do you see my cock is hard? It’s because I want you… Bend your back, stick out your butt, move your legs apart… I understand you are nervous, all virgins feel that… But soon it’ll go away and you’ll feel it inside you… Doggy style, slave! – She raised her voice a bit. (Read More…)

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This time the slave has got to feel what it is like to suck on a cock, but this time he’ll have to suck on a strap-on dildo instead of a real cock, this is really humiliating…

- It’s beautiful, isn’t it? – Helen squeezed her fingers around the dildo, passed her hand along the shaft and smiled having a look at me.

- It’s big… - I could only say.

The girl was envisioning her slave being impaled on it. She would control all the movements. In her mind she could see him trembling from her manipulations.

- It’s Ok for the first time! – She said confidently. – Your virgin butt will soon understand that. And soon it will become as ordinary as licking. You won’t be able to live without it, slave. Then you’ll beg me to fuck you. I’ll make it a necessity for you as masturbation and you won’t be able to imagine your life without it… - I could hear humiliating intonation.

Helen gave a deep sigh feeling great enjoyment inside. She hadn’t felt such bright feelings for a long time. It was a stirring weakness that wrapped her body and mind, excited her, brought her great pleasure.

- But before we start you should learn how to do one thing! – The girl’s voice was slow and pleasant as she was enjoying what was happening. – You have to know how to take it into your mouth!

I was shocked by the new rules. I got to know more and more about her secret desires and they amazed me and made me feel ashamed… (Read More…)

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This time the mistress wants her slave to lick her ass, she really loves his skillful tongue going all over her butt, but there’s something else waiting for him and it’s a strap-on she’s going to fuck him with…

I climbed from under my Mistress’s legs and looked at her nice butt. Any person considers licking the anus of another person to be an unpleasant procedure and I am not an exception. It was humiliating of course, but looking at the girl lying quietly I decided to try. And I remembered the lashing well either. The realization that even a slight discontent of my Lady could bring me back to that damn table provoked fear rather than disrespect…

Putting my both hands on Helen’s buttocks I started massaging them preparing her and me for that. The girl put her head on the bed and relaxed being aware of fact that after eating her pussy her slave would thoroughly lick her second hole, too…

Helen enjoyed the physical contact tremendously as well as the moral one. To know that the man who had been lashed and then licked her crotch would lick her anus now was very pleasant for her…

Licking a little rear hole is not so easy as it seems to be. Helen was silent again and I had to rely on myself only. But I was sly listening carefully to breathing, slight motions of my Mistress and soon I knew very well what she liked most of all. My tongue worked non-stop but I knew what to do and the procedure didn’t seem so disgusting any more. I adapted to the girl’s sensations trying to guess what would be more enjoyable for her.

I felt proud of having a woman’s body in front of me evidently enjoying my caress. And no matter what she would say later I knew she would receive that portion of pleasure she had hoped for.

The girl also noticed and valued her slave’s quick-wittedness and smiled quietly enjoying his caress. This invisible relation that occurred between us drew us closer, it was a game. But, sure, it was a bit strange to see a bent guy, whose face was set against a girl’s bottom and his tongue fondled every inch of it… (Read More…)

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This time the mistress introduces her slave to her lash, she really loves spanking and whipping his ass until it turns pink, and then she can let him let her pussy….

Suddenly Helen pulled her foot out of my mouth.

- That will do for a while! You’ll lick my feet many times, slave. – She grinned. – Stand on your fours.

I obeyed and was waiting watchfully clearly realizing it was just the beginning…

- Lower your head a bit, bend your elbows, - Helen sat on the sofa and gave orders observing me. – Now the position of obedience and greeting!

I kneeled down being not sure whether she wanted this or something else.

- Yes, this way, - Helen decided to consolidate the lesson she had taught her slave giving appropriate remarks. – Your arms should be stretched, head on the arms, bottom a bit up… yes… all right… remember this position! This way you should greet me in the morning demonstrating your readiness to serve your Mistress! You will be only a slave in this house, nothing more than that! Don’t even expect something different form that…

The girl didn’t shun spending a bit more time. She knew she wouldn’t repeat it again and correct any mistakes in future. (Read More…)

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The slave has got to follow the rules and there is no way he can escape punishment if he does something wrong, this time he has to lick the toes of his mistress…

My dedication was rather ordinary. Now I was not a free person but a THING.

- That is all you can wear from now on, slave! – Helen smiled. – Though I sometimes don’t want to see you around with your bare butt.

I sighed realizing my Mistress had very strict and tough rules and even a tiny disobedience would be followed by punishment. But she also let me understand that she could punish me for no reason at all, just for her pleasure. It was the very thing that frightened me and made me think of her as a real Master instead of a person of an equal status. My Mistress could act in the way she wanted, according to her mood and could lash me or make up a new, more humiliating punishment. The girl was uncompromising. It meant that if she wanted something there was no way of begging her to change her mind, for you could make it even worse…

I was just a thing for her, like a sofa she liked sitting on. And of course she didn’t feel sorry for her things and thinking I was special for her was meaningless…

- There won’t be any traces left on your body, don’t worry about it! – Helen reassured me. – But don’t relax! I can give you the works that won’t seem to you little! No one will know about our game except for my friends, - the girl smiled. – Anyway, I’m not going to ask for your permission… Do you like to obey women?

- Yes, I do, my lady…

- Very well. I need no more from you. You are not to decide how to be helpful. And don’t forget about my rules! I hate repeating twice! – She reminded it strictly. (Read More…)

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He is a slave and she is his mistress, she’s got the ultimate power over him, she can do anything she wants and he must obey her…

It happened at last… My mistress said she had a free evening and wished to see me… I arrived bang on time. Having spent some time near her door I dared to ring the bell… The door opened and I saw a pretty girl, I would even say she had ordinary looks but there was something in her, something that I immediately felt. It was energy and power…

I felt a bit inconvenient to meet a person I knew nothing about.

- Good evening, my Mistress, - I greeted her politely.

I noticed a slight smile on her face. She nodded allowing me to come in.

- My name is… - I made an attempt to start a conversation but she interrupted me sharply.

- You aren’t allowed to speak, slave! – She snubbed me strictly.

She decided to show me who was the chief among us was. She was calm but when she spoke I could feel some fascinating power. She wasn’t obviously used to be contradicted. She even didn’t have to raise her voice to get what she wanted. She was accustomed to that and wasn’t going to change anything.

I stopped still looking at her timidly…

- Have I allowed you to look at me? – Helen made up her mind to tell me about her rules right from the beginning. – Lower your eyes, slave… You should always do that! (Read More…)

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The dreams of all BDSM freaks are cumming true with a brilliant story from the author Mystified_Switch, he keeps making us feel in heaven with his stories. BTW, I really recommend that you should read another great story of his -”Starting with dinner” – enjoy!

Respectfully and sincerely written for Miss C.

“Oh shit, could he have found a bumpier road to drive on than this?” She thought to herself as the Chevy meandered its way up and down the foothills in the hilly Missouri Backwoods. Although his HHR has a gentle ride suspension system, it was no match for the terrain and elevations in which the vehicle was traversing. In short it was a bumpy ride, and even more so for her. She sat, quietly, buckled in the front passenger seat, and trying to find any way possible to covertly divert the incoming shocks from the car versus pothole or other bumps. She constantly prayed for a smooth road, but to no avail. Her predicament was an understandable one though. To the passing motorist, her appearance was unlike any other. She sat with her hair pulled up, and wearing a long sleeved and comfy ankle length cotton dress, cinched with a two inch wide matching cotton belt. Light application of a conservative makeup completed the look.

It was what was underneath, and away from the public eye that excited him when he looked over at her. Her ankles were locked in soft leather cuffs, and each had an “O” ring on the inside of the ankle. The cuffs high enough and the length of the dress low enough to conceal them. A double ended clasp connector attached both ankles together, effectively hobbling her. No locks were applied or needed. She damned well knew better than to even think about touching any unlocked cuffs on her body. Up under her dress she wore a tightly fitted pair of latex panties. These panties were custom made just for her. She remembered going to the alterations shop to get her measurements taken for them. The confused seamstress wandered why all the particular measurements were needed in and around the waist, crotch and rear areas, but respected the privacy of the tall and rather attractive dark haired lady before her. She thought it best not to ask any questions, but rather simply take the detailed measurements and let this obviously embarrassed and polite lady get on her way. That was nearly two weeks ago. (Read More…)

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All the BDSM wonders are uncovered in the story, so, read and enjoy!

Respectfully and sincerely written for: Miss C.

The glow of the the dimmed lighting complimented the soft background music playing. He sat there quietly, ever grateful, and slowly ate the finely prepared dinner before him. This particular restaurant was not for the everyday consumer, but rather a prestigious five star Irish Steakhouse, and her personal favorite. It’s not her style to bring just anyone here, but of course he did not know that. The business was a little slow for a Saturday afternoon, but that was just fine with him. He was hoping not to have too many people look at him, What if these people caught on to what she is doing to me? He thought over and over. Breathing normally was out the window, as was the typical male speed record eating habits that usually disgust most civilized and mature women. His breaths were controlled, as was the reduced pace in which he was forced to eat, although he didn’t mind either factor.

He was rather comfortable in the situation he found himself navigating through. Underneath his long sleeve light blue dress shirt, and the white tee shirt was the reason to his slow eating, and changed breathing pattern. But the corset was not completely closed. It has a closed measurement of thirty inches, but she only laced him down from his natural waist of thirty six inches down to thirty three. He was cinched, the pressure on his lower spine and abdomen actually forced him to sit properly and maintain a neat posture. Unlike of course, how most males slouch lazily in any given chair. After all, she wasn’t going to take him to such a reputable establishment only to have him slouching and pigging out like snot nosed schoolboy. Her tastes were more refined, she didn’t know him well enough to know that his were as well. As he felt the gentle constriction with every breath, he knew she could take it in more, and she had mentioned that earlier. I expect you to be on your absolute best behavior while we are out, or having this corset fully laced and locked onto you will certainly be the last of your worries, slut, now do you understand? Her words still echoed in his mind. Instead of terror, like most men would feel in that instance, he only felt serenity. He looked up at her and smiled. His eyes were directed to the blouse that was hugging her pert breasts, but also conservatively hidden from others view by the knit loose and unbuttoned long sleeve shirt she was wearing. He enjoyed her dominance over him, and it felt completely smitten to him. He had absolutely no reason to resist her, nor did he want to. (Read More…)

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There are three more clients to fuck the girl and they turn out to be real BDSM freaks, read and enjoy the action mixed with sweet pain…

“Girl, blue room is waiting for you,” Frau Dort said.

If I only knew what it would be like… As soon as we stepped in the room, one of the docs and I got elegant spike collars on our necks. I was wearing high boots and some strange outfit consisting of black laces that actually left all my body exposed. The docs were wearing black leather caps, tight shorts, spike wristlets and heavy army boots. The one with the spike collar was also wearing a tight mask over his face. He was tied with chains that were hanging from the ceiling and screwed to the floor, so he was practically motionless. I got chained too, with my hands and legs spread wide to sides in the form of letter X. The guys who chained us were holding a whip and a crop in their hands.

“Do you like it slave?” One of the docs asked his chained colleague.

“Yeah….”

He lashed him across the back.

“Now?!”

“Yeah!” “The slave” cried.

He got some more hard and painful hits across his back, but he kept on murmuring he loved it. Well, I had to admit he did like it – his penis was getting larger in size. That sadomasochistic stuff was turning him on!

“So slave you like this blonde slut? You want her?”

“Yeah!” (Read More…)

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