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Filled

May 5, 2010

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After that great hello on Friday, things just got better, and my Master and i had a really wonderful weekend filled with the perfect mix of sex, social, and relaxation. On Saturday afternoon He dressed me in the perfect schoolgirl outfit to act as a foil to the stunning Louboutin Mary Janes we’d acquired for the weekend. And after a hot round of picture taking, He sent me upstairs to the bed.

For whatever reason, schoolgirl outfits often bring out the feisty brat in me, and this time was no exception. i needed to fight, to be taken. So i resisted his attentions as best i could, until He pinned me down with His body and slapped my cunt – HARD! – with His hand. After that i felt much more contained and willing to pay attention…

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And oh, it was worth paying attention. In the week of lead up to my Master’s visit, He’d been having me wear my butt plug quite regularly, and as we were playing on the bed Saturday afternoon, i suggested that i’d really like to wear it. i’d been thinking a lot about double penetration, and wanted to feel it in my ass when He was fucking me. He thought this was a splendid idea, and had me put it in right there in front of Him. Usually i do it on the toilet, so i was a little embarrassed to have Him watching me. But my week of regular practice had made it easy, and soon it had slid home. Not satisfied with the DP i’d been thinking of, my Master pulled the smaller dildo from my drawer and had me insert it in my cunt. It didn’t make me feel as full as i was craving, but He liked the fact that (unlike my big purple dildo) this one would fit all the way in, and when He pulled my red lace panties back up, there was nothing to reveal what was going on under those pretty panties. Except my writhing on the bed as He completed filling all my holes, sliding His cock into my mouth. As i sucked Him just the way He liked, He teased me, telling me He wanted to take me out in public with my cunt and ask stuffed like that, asking what people would think if they knew what a slutty little girl i was.

Finally, finally, He pulled His cock from my mouth and the dildo from my cunt, and filled me up the way i needed to be filled, fucking me until He came deep inside me.

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More piss slut practice

January 3, 2008

Remember in yesterday’s “just so horny” post, when i said that i’d been a little over-eager? Well, Master was so pleased with my over-eagerness that He wants me to post the email i wrote Him about it. i’m feeling really humiliated and embarrassed about posting it. It’s bad enough to be ordered or forced to do the things i describe in it, but it’s way more humiliating to admit that you came up with this stuff all on your own.

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Instructions: Be my piss slut tonight, in every way possible. Keep yourself submissive, wet — especially wet — and eager to please. Play with yourself, without coming, while thinking about being my piss slut. You are mine, completely and totally.

i went upstairs and went into the bathroom. i ran the water in the bathtub to preheat it so it would be warm when i was ready – it takes so long for the warm water to get upstairs otherwise. i took the cup from the bathroom sink and held it between my legs as i stood in the empty bathtub. i played with a nipple with my free hand and watched in fascination and arousal as me pee was collected into the cup. i brought the cup to my mouth, took a deep breath of my aroma, then drank a mouthful of my piss. i poured the rest of the cup over my breasts and down my body as i played with my clit with my free hand. i stood in the tub, covered with piss, until i was at the brink of an orgasm, then i filled the tub with water and slipped into it.

In the tub i couldn’t help but play with my nipples a bit as i relaxed in the hot water and fantasized about Your visit. It wasn’t long before i felt the urge to pee again – it’s very hard for me to fully empty my bladder under these circumstances, and i’d had quite a bit to drink before coming upstairs in order to prepare for being Your piss slut. i got up on my knees so that i was above the water level and held the cup between my legs again. While i peed, i fantasized about meeting You at the airport. i imagined that on the drive back, You pulled over to the side of the road, telling me that You needed to piss and i needed to be Your toilet, right there. And that i had better not spill a drop. As i imagined drinking the piss from Your cock, i lifted the cup from between my legs and drank from it. it was a longer drink this time, as i tried to prepare myself for Your use this weekend. i poured the remainder of the cup over my cunt as i rubbed my clit and brought myself to the edge of orgasm once again.

i tried to relax in the hot water, but i wanted desparately to be used and violated in that moment. i reached over to get my hairbrush out of the drawer. i shoved it into my cunt, right up to the hilt without any preparation. it went in easily, and enjoyed feeling it’s stiffness in my cunt. i thrust my hips and moved it in and out, enjoying the sensations building, but being very careful not to get too close and risk and accident. Thinking about wearing my butt plug today, i suddenly wanted to feel something in my ass. i tried to put the hairbrush handle in, but it was too stiff and wouldn’t go in without lube under the water. So i cleaned it off and put it back into my cunt and inserted a finger into my asshole instead. That was a very intense sensation, and i imagined You fucking me with the butt plug in, or better yet, two cocks in me, one in my ass and the other in my cunt. i was feeling very aroused, so i took the hairbrush out of cunt and instead slipped a second finger into my ass. i thrust my fingers in my ass while playing with my nipple with my free hand, and brought myself very close to orgasm again. i was surprised at the idea that i could come just from that stimulation, and imagined what that might mean for when You choose to use me as Your ass slut.

i finished up in the bathtub and got out. i needed to empty my bladder before going to sleep, so i sat on the toilet and held the cup between my legs again, playing with my nipple ever so slightly as i peed. i brought the cup (about a quarter full) to my lips and slipped my free hands between my legs, rubbing my clit furiously as i drank down the entire contents of the glass. i imagined that i was drinking Your piss from Your cock, although i was very aware that it would be much harder to do this from You. i’d been drinking lots of water, so my piss was much more dilute than Yours has been the times You have had me drink it. i finished drinking it and kept playing with my clit until i neared orgasm again, then stopped.

i brushed my teeth, took my sleep drugs, and went into the bedroom. i knelt next to the bed, thinking about all i had done and what a complete and utter piss slut You have made me into. i thought about how much i was craving Your touch and Your visit. i thought about what i had done for You this night, and felt confident that You would be pleased with how i had followed Your instructions. (Also thinking that i frequently come up with far more nasty things to do to myself than You would, and You must greatly enjoy seeing how i debase myself with Your open-ended instructions.)

i had been kneeling with my upper body on the bed, but i pulled straight up then and began rubbing both of my nipples as i knelt there with my legs spread. i only stopped when i was gasping and shuddering with arousal, whereupon i kissed Your bracelet and crawled into bed.

But even there, i couldn’t leave myself alone. i was lying on my side and my hips started bucking. i was in the same position (on my side, with a pillow between my legs) that i had been in for my second accident last week, and i could feel that it would only take a few thrusts of my hips like that for me to orgasm. So instead i rolled onto my back and spread my legs far apart, thinking about how in this state i could probably come rubbing up against just about anything You told me to, i was so desperately horny and aroused. i thought about You fucking me when You visit, and how desperately i will need to beg for permission to touch myself then. i imagined You taking my ass instead of my cunt the first time You fucked me, wanting to hold off this naughty slavegirl’s satisfaction as long as possible. But i imagined You giving me permission to touch myself, and imagined coming with You fucking my ass.

After all that, i was so horny and so aroused that i had a really hard time sleeping (see my opening comment re. “a little too eager”). Finally i drifted off into fitful sleep filled with dreams of fucking. Somewhere in there i dreamed about having a dream in which i orgasmed and had to admit that to You the next morning. But i don’t think i actually came in my sleep, it was just a dream within a dream.

And now i’m sopping wet again from writing this to You.

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Body Betrayal, Part 3

December 30, 2007

(Read Part 1 and Part 2)

This series is called Body Betrayal, and my day of utter debauchery had started when, the night before, my body had betrayed me with a surprise orgasm. Late at night after that day of debauchery, my body betrayed me again with another unexpected and unsolicited orgasm. But perhaps it was inevitable, given the evening i had…

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Home, dinner with my family, got my son to bed. All the while wearing panties damp with my own piss and the cunt juices that continued to trickle from my hungry hole.

My Master had greatly enjoyed hearing about me sucking the piss out of my panties, and told me to do it again and this time to take pictures of myself to send to Him. i put my butt plug back in, drank water, read sex blogs and played with my nipples, and when the tension of my need to pee became inseparable from my sexual tension, i went into the bathroom. i sat on the toilet, rubbing my nipples and pissing through that same set of panties, then took a series of pictures of myself licking and sucking my piss and juices from them. When i finished, i took off the panties, balled them up and put them in my mouth, keeping them there until i finished uploading all the pictures and sending them to my Master. Panties in my mouth, butt plug in my ass, only my cunt was empty, and i was suddenly overcome with desire to stuff those panties up my cunt. i SMS’d Master for permission, and He gave it to me.

The panties were sopping wet from piss and saliva. My cunt was sopping wet too, and it took no effort at all to push that g-string up into my cunt. i left a little string poking out and took a picture to send to my Master. it was getting late by this time, and i kept the panties in my cunt as i moved around the house gathering up my toys and tidying a little before going upstairs to bed. Every step squeezed moisture from the panties and sent it running down my legs.

i was still wearing my big butt plug. i’d had it in most of the day and it was glorious. In fact, what had once seemed like such a big plug and such effort to use now seemed too small. i had told Master that earlier in the day and He had promised/threatened me with a larger one, a thought that pushed my arousal even further. i do have one toy that is bigger than that plug, and it is the big purple dildo that is my favorite to masturbate with.

i texted my Master, begging His permission to try to fuck my ass with that dildo. i wasn’t sure i could do it – it’s actually a little bigger than His cock, which i have yet to take in my ass, and it seemed ambitious. But i was needing and craving to feel fuller there, so i was thrilled when my Master gave me permission to do so.

But first i went to the bathroom to piss once again, with the panties still in my cunt. When i was finished, i slowly pulled the panties out of my cunt, savoring every inch and the shivers of sensation it sent through my body. Then i stuffed those sopping wet panties in my mouth again, savoring the sweet sour musky flavor of my cunt juices for a while, then rinsing them out and throwing them into the hamper.

My ass was tingling in time to my cunt in anticipation of the big event. i knelt next to the bed and took the butt plug out. i lubed up my purple dildo and reached behind me. i prepared myself for some pain, but there was only the mildest stretching sensation and the dildo slid right into my ass. “So fucking good” i texted to my Master. i put a pillow under my ass to hold the dildo in place, and fucked my ass with it by moving my ass up and down while playing with my nipples.

i reached into my drawer and pulled out a pair of clothepins, clamping one onto each nipple. i was so aroused and so high from my arousal that they barely hurt going on. And i wanted them to hurt, wanted that pain to mingle with my pleasure and the agony of my arousal. So i set out to leave them there long enough that they would hurt. i knelt and fantasized about my Master’s upcoming visit, and imagined Him doing all of these things – and worse – to me. It hadn’t been long enough yet, when another thought occurred to me. The perfect way to pass the time waiting for my nipples to go numb under the clothespins was… to put on more clothespins. So i did, adding another 5 to each breast and taking a picture and sending it to my Master when i was done.

i took the clothespins off in the reverse order of putting them on, so the pain intensified with each pair. My nipples were last, and i inhaled sharply and moaned when they came off, and immediately started rubbing them to intensify the pain of the blood coming back in. All while i was fucking myself with the dildo in my ass.

Completely spent, i put the clothespins away and went into the bathroom to take the dildo out and clean up. i was completely high and shaking from the endorphins and my arousal. i made it it back to the bedroom and collapsed into bed, then pulled myself to kneeling to meditate for my Master. i felt every inch of my body filled with my submission, and the knowledge that my sluttiness and degradation and desperation would please Him very much.

And then i tried to sleep. But i couldn’t really, and when late at night i found myself awake, i decided that i should continue to tease and torment myself for my Master. i was lying on my side, thighs together, hips rocking as i rubbed my nipples. i had time to think “i should probably stop doing…” when – damn it all – another unplanned orgasm took over my body.

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i was so angry at myself for allowing this to happen. it’s going to be a very long time before my next orgasm, i know. And the regret i’m feeling about it now is going to pale in comparison to the regret i’m going to feel when my Master is through with me. i don’t know yet what my punishment will be, but i’m already dreading it. While at the same time looking forward to it as an opportunity for forgiveness and absolution.

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Body Betrayal, Part 2

December 29, 2007

(Read Part 1)

i sent off my morning email to my Master, admitting my mistake, and begging for his forgiveness and correction. His response put a flicker of fear into my heart.

I’ll work on your punishment later, but this was the last orgasm you’ll be allowed to have this year.
Touch yourself and make sure you’re still wet.

The flicker, of course, from that first line – this aroused, and no orgasm for at least 5 days? And that’s NOT my punishment? Oh boy.

i was still wet, of course. Dripping wet. Wet as i dressed for Master, choosing clothes that would make for a particularly nice photo session for Him, including a sheer black g-string and matching bra. Wet as i gathered up my butt plug and lube, and ankle cuffs and a clip to bind my legs together. Wet and fantasizing all manners of use and abuse during my drive to the office.

Once there, He had me start with my little butt plug. This one is so small that i mostly just find it annoying – it slips out, and bends, and just doesn’t do much of interest. But after wearing it for a half hour i was allowed to put in my larger plug, something i had been craving for a couple of days. Ahhh…. lovely.

My Master teased and taunted me all day long – making me check my wetness regularly then reminding me constantly that i wouldn’t be able to come until the new year. Having me rub my nipples, and take and send lots of pictures – all things guaranteed to keep me in a high state of arousal.

Even though it’s not usually required, that day i felt like i needed to ask Him for permission to use the bathroom. i am His piss slut, after all. He gave it, reminding me to listen to my heels clicking on the floor as i walked there, their clicks calling me “slut, slut, slut.” In the bathroom i peed for Him, remembering that i am His piss slut. My panties were soaked with my cunt juices, and their glistening on the fabric was too much for me. i finished peeing, and leaned over, pulled the panties to my mouth, and licked off those delicious juices.

And so the day went on. i don’t know what had come over me, but i was utterly possessed by a wanton, horny, dirty slut. i begged to do things i had only previously imagined – some that i had never even imagined before. A conversation about His intention to someday have me piss my pants led to me suggesting that these sheer panties i was wearing wouldn’t hold much liquid, and i could probably pee right through them without any wetness coming through my pants afterwards. And then begging him to let me do that.

in the bathroom, i pulled my pants down, leaving my panties on. i played with my nipples as i peed my panties, feeling the wetness gather in the panties before spilling over. i was incredibly aroused, and when i finished peeing, i pulled my panties down, leaned over, and sucked my piss from the crotch, the taste of it mingling with the taste of my cunt juices.

i pulled my damp panties back up, and then my jeans over them, the dampness against my crotch reminding me of what i am – a horny slut who is submissive, wet, and eager to please her Master. A horny slut looking forward to a rare private evening at home, with lots of time for her Master to play with her.

(Read Part 3)

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Happy Belated Butt Plug Day!

August 9, 2007

I hope everyone enjoyed butt plug day yesterday.

What?

You say it wasn’t butt plug day for you? You mean my Master came up with that special for me? Well aren’t I a lucky little sub!

As I’ve mentioned here, we’ve been having some ups and downs lately in the D/s aspects of our relationship, and how to balance that. My Master had been feeling off his game for a wide variety of reasons, and because the feedback loop in D/s is so tight, I’d been off mine too. Which was throwing him further off his, and so on.

But this week he has taken a much firmer hand with me, and we are both much happier as a result. Tuesday was No Panties day, and yesterday was Butt Plug Day.

He made sure to tell me about it Tuesday night, so I could build up some anticipation/fear about it. He likes playing with my brain that way. The fear was because he got a new butt plug for me, and so far my experiences with it had been on the painful side. When he sent me home with it from our recent trip, I knew he was going to make me put it in myself, and I wasn’t sure I could do it. I *really* wasn’t sure I could do it at work!

But he started me off easy, telling me to put in my littlest plug and wear it for about an hour. This is the one I carry in my purse at all times, and it’s cute and comfortable, and slips in so easily it has a tendency to pop out. But he told me to bring my medium and large butt toys with me, so I knew there was more to come.

The medium toy is actually a small dildo, not a plug, but it’s the only insertable I have that’s midway between tiny plug and new plug. And so it was that I found myself in my office putting lube on my dildo and carefully inserting it into my asshole. God, I feel like such a slut writing about this!

That toy is a little too long to be really comfortable wearing, but I adjusted how I was sitting and managed it. While wearing it did make my cunt pretty wet, it was more something that I endured than something that I enjoyed. But enduring things for my Master makes me feel very submissive, so that put me into a good headspace for…

The big one. I know some of you are laughing at me calling this one big, and in the relative scheme of things it’s not all that big really. But it doesn’t have a very tapered head, which means it’s a lot to get in all at once, especially for my poor near-virgin butt! I begged my Master to let me masturbate while I was putting it in, and thankfully he said I could.

At noon I went into the bathroom, took out the medium one and started to insert the big one (I think I need names for my butt plugs). It definitely helped to have been stretched by the other one, but I needed a little more help, so I did use my other hand to play with my clit a little bit while I pushed the big plug in and out, gently working it in. Then all of a sudden *pop* and the thickest part was past the sphincter, whereupon the rest just slid right in. A little discomfort, but no actual pain. Hooray!

If I thought I was wet before, I was really wet now. The last one had made me feel submissive, but this one made me feel both submissive and slutty, and quite aroused. But I was at work, so for the most part I had to focus on what I was doing, although I did get to rub myself through my pants every once in a while.

Although I only had to wear it for a half hour, I ended up keeping it in longer – the shape makes it pretty easy to wear. But eventually it did get a little uncomfortable, so I got to take it out. But the fun wasn’t over yet… Master told me to put the little one in when I left work, so I got to wear that when I was out grocery shopping.

As the grand finale of butt plug day, I was instructed to masturbate while wearing the big one. With my big purple dildo in my cunt, the big plug in my ass, my finger on my clit, and my mind firmly focused on the knowledge that this was an orgasm for him, not for me, I came hard with a long keening cry. The only thing that would have made it better would have been to have his cock in my mouth, so I could be full in every hole.

And so endeth the tale of butt plug day. I’ve never been so aware of my asshole before. Never been so aware of who owns it, who it belongs to, whose pleasure it exists for. But now I am. I am my Master’s mouth slut, and now I am well on my way to being his ass slut too.