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By Darkstar
Master uploaded my videos and sells me like a cheap whore.
[My Submission]
With my last hope shattered, so was my dignity. I gave up struggling, the idea of returning to my normal life has vanished. Even if he set me free now, the world will see me a filthy whore. I was finally broken, accepting my fate as Master’s sex slave.
I would take anything Master gave to me now, there’s no point holding back anymore. I put out any way he wishes to fuck me, and lick his cock clean afterward, no matter which hole it has been in.
I crawled around to entertain him, fetching and barking for his amusement. Later Master presented me a tailplug. Like many of his buttplugs it has a bulging head that goes up my butthole, but on the other end extends a fat furry tail. Once in place, the tail hangs out from my ass and dangles between my legs, and I must learn to wag it like a dog.
Now I have to wear the tailplug whenever my ass is not in use, it would have been humiliating before, but not anymore, not since the whole world saw me butt-fucked on internet.
[My Orgasm]
Life in my cell became easier once I put my brain away and simply let my body do the work, stop thinking myself as a human being, just carry out orders like a mindless animal. As my mind slowly dies away, my body grew more sensitive, and began reacting to all sorts of treatments, not all of them unpleasant.
I started to get these tingling sensations whenever my insides were tempered. It builds up at the aggression of motion, driving my body to whatever activity I was engaging, moving my hips to grind at the intrusion, wanting for more.
I experienced similar sensations before, but I resisted, refusing to give in, because that would make me a slut. But now that I stopped holding back, this sensation grew stronger than ever, until one day it went over the edge.
My first orgasm almost killed me. I was instructed to put on a show, lying my back on the mattress holding my legs up. Master was fingering me hard, it hurts but it tickles too. The sensation built up to a point I began to tremble, but I’ve grown so used to carrying out orders that I wouldn’t think twice about shifting my position. And then it came.
It was like getting the cattle prod again, blasting high voltage inside my body. My body jerked violently as the sensation exploded, sending electricity through every vein in my body, eating away my brain and buzzing my nerves. So powerful I lost my bladder and peed all over Master’s arm.
I cried in fear, thinking Master was going to beat me, but instead he laughed, congratulating me on my response.
He brushed my hair and kissed me, it was the most gratifying thing I felt since my imprisonment. He instructed me to lick away my piss off his arm, which I complied with immediately.
That night I was rewarded with a hearty dinner and warm milk, and for the first time, Master turned off the light and porn, for me to get a quiet night’s sleep.
Orgasms gave me mixed feelings. On one hand it sends my body into violent spasms, triggering sparks into every vein of my body, blowing my mind off as if nothing else in the world matters.
But on the other hand, it’s eating my brain away. My intelligence dropped rock bottom, I could barely remember the faces of my parents, nor where I went to school. Just the other day I was instructed to tidy the cabinet, Master asked how many dildos I had cleaned, I could barely count.
The only thing in my mind was when do I get my next fuck, so Master could bring me to orgasm again. Later I learned that I could do it myself, by masturbating. I jerked off hundred times before, but never felt it until now, and Master taught me different ways to stimulate my body, by touching places where I used to feel ashamed. Now they are my favorite spots.
Once discovered, I jerk off frequently, with dildos and vibrators and my own fingers. It’s not like I have anything else to do here.
Master once said that dildos and vibrators would become my best friends, I refused to believe him back then, but now I cannot get by a day without them, pumping them into every hole I’ve got, loving it buzzing my senses from the inside. Sometimes I fucked myself so hard I fell asleep having them in me.
But out of all the toys, I came best with Master’s big cock. Nothing could replace a real big cock that’s hot, with its lively shaft throbbing in my fuck tube, and fill my insides with boiling hot cum. I have become a sex addict.
[My Chatroom]
Master linked the camera to the website, and set up an account for a live chat. Once a day I was told to sit in front of the camera, naked, perform live shows to the audience, and talk dirty to them. He would stand behind the camera, instructed me how to reply to the paid viewers:
“Yes, I’m sixteen, but I learned to suck cocks when I was ten.”
“I fucked most of the boys and teachers in my school.”
“My dream is to have many cocks fucking me at the same time.”
“If you are my daddy, I’ll let you fuck me every day!”
“Yes, I love the taste of cock more than anything. I want to suck your big cock right now!”
The conversations were all the same, talking about what a hot slut I was, how much I wanted sex, and agreeing to whatever sick thoughts the viewer had.
I was given all sorts of objects: dildos, toys, even a lollipop, to fuck my pussy and ass and then lick them clean. I would wag my dog tail and bark for their entertainment. Sometimes it went as far as pissing or shitting into a bowl. Nothing embarrasses me anymore.
I made no attempt to ask to be rescued, no point going back now that my videos are out in the public, the whole world sees me a dirty slut. I have no future out there beyond those concrete walls. My place is here now.
[My Visitors]
I was a little nervous when Master led me out of the door. I have been imprisoned for so long, I forgot there’s a world outside that metal door.
As usual, I wore nothing but my dog collar, leather cuffs and a tail hanging from my ass, crawling by my Master on a leash. I’ve grown so used to being on my hands and knees now, that standing on two feet never crosses my mind.
We passed several doors as we went through a dark narrow corridor, and I couldn’t help but wonder if there were other girls like me, being held in captivity behind those doors.
Master stopped at the last door, opened it and showed me inside. The room was nicely furnished, with wallpaper and soft lighting. There was a bed and tripods, I thought we were going to make another video, until I spotted two men sitting on the couch.
My long-forgotten shyness kicked in, and immediately hid behind my Master’s legs, but he yanked my collar and put me back in my place.
“These men are your fans. They’ve seen every inch of your skin, inside and out.” Master reminded me. “And they’ve paid good money to fuck you!”
My eyes widened, he was going to make me a prostitute!
“Now go suck their cocks like you did in your videos!”
Fearing the consequence, I slowly came back out, telling myself that my secret was out and there’s no point to hiding.
My heart raced as I crawled to the two strangers. They were the same age as Master, one completely bald, the other fat and ugly, both staring at my naked body with hungry eyes, it made my skin crawl.
I tried to ignore their perverse stare, reached out my trembling hands to unzip the bald man’s pants. His ugly penis sprung out as I pulled down his underwear, already drooling with pre-cum. I closed my eyes and wrapped my lips over the stranger’s cock, nodding my head and began sucking.
“She sucks good for her age!” I heard the man praised.
“Trained her myself!” Master said proudly.
I ignored their snickering and continued my work, hoping I could make him cum quickly and get it over.
The other man got up from the couch, went behind me and pulled my ass apart, he yanked out my tail and I squealed in pain, then I felt his hot breath as he studied my ass closely.
“You have no idea how much I wanted to eat this ass!” the fat man chuckled.
“Eat all you want!” Master said. “I had her cleaned inside out!”
A big wet tongue began lapping between my legs, like a thirsty dog over a bowl of water. He also shoved two fingers between my labia, massaging my vagina in a gentle manner.
“So wet already? What a horny little cunt!” I heard him say.
“Yeah! She’s born a cock-hungry slut. She just didn’t know it!”
And Master was right. All my life I held moral beliefs over sexual desires, only to be betrayed by my own body, which now responds sensitively to being touched, rolling my hips and raising my ass, wanting it deeper. But I struggled to keep it down, because even though I got used to Master’s hands, strangers are still strangers.
My response made the fat man more excited, drilling his tongue deeper up my ass, licking the inner wall of my shit tube.
“Uufff!” I moaned behind the cock in my mouth.
“See? She’s hot and ready. Why don’t you take her to bed and fuck her more comfortably?” I heard Master suggested.
So the two men took my leash and led me onto bed. The bed was clean and soft, I felt I could sleep on it forever. I sat on my heels and watched the visitors stripping away their clothes, and Master began working his camera.
“I think you may want these?”
Master handed them two hoods, the same kind he wore to fuck me during filming, it covered their whole heads, with holes cut for the eyes, nose and mouth.
“Now get up there and show what a cheap piece of ass you are!” Master ordered.
The big fat man immediately got on top of me, crushing me down with his hairy mass. He caught my face and stuck his awful tongue in my cavity, I had no choice but receive it, engaging wet kiss with this ugly man.
“Call me Daddy!” he said.
“Daddy…” I responded, like I respond to viewers in the chatroom.
“Ask me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me Daddy…”
He reached down and guided his cock between my slit, advancing with his hips. I was already wet, and it took little effort to receive his length.
He began fucking me slow, then gained to a steady pace, rested my legs on his hairy chest and began licking my feet. It disgusts me, to lick one’s smelly feet, but so are licking asses and cocks.
The fat man leaned over and started kissing me again, massaging my breasts and took a mouthful, sucking on my nipples like a baby.
“Why do all the work?” I heard Master say. “Lie down and see how she works that ass!”
“I was about to!”
With his cock still inside me, the man picked me up and lay back, putting me over his hips. I began rocking back and forth like I fucked Master, massaging my boobs and put on a show. It was my body working and not me, driven by the tingling sensation building up inside.
“Like riding Daddy’s cock?” the fat man asked.
“Yes.” I heard myself answering. “I love riding Daddy’s cock!”
The bald man pushed me down from behind, pressing me over his fat friend, I could feel his cock sweeping along my ass crack.
“Let your other Daddy have a go!” he said to my ear.
He picked up my hips, popping me out of the fat man’s cock, only to refill with his own.
It was so humiliating, to have two men whom I never met, taking turns shoving their cocks into me, but for some strange reason, the tingling sensation grew drastically, like it was feeding off my shame.
“Time to pop that sweet little ass!” the bald man spanked me from behind, next I felt his cock pressing at my anus.
NO! My mind screaming. My insides was already jammed with the fat man’s cock, there wasn’t any room for more!
I struggled in fear, but the fat man held my arms in his strong grip, my hips were going nowhere with his big pole deep inside me.
I clenched my teeth as a second cock forcing its way into my ass. Even by now I manage to receive by my anus, the filling was so much to bear, like having two giant fists forcing into my guts, so cramped I could hardly breathe!
The bald man pushed with all his weight, sending the last inch up my rectum, and right underneath it, parted only by a thin membrane, was the fat man’s ramming cock.
Two monstrous cocks began working inside me simultaneously, like two pythons mating in my guts, pumping in alternative pace, beating my system into butter.
“See how happy she is? Having two cocks fucking her at the same time!” Master chuckled.
“She still has her mouth!” the fat man suggested.
“That’s a damn good idea!”
Master set his camera on the tripod, quickly undressed and pulled on his hood, stood in front of me and fed his cock into my mouth.
“Now that’s what she likes, taking a big cock into every hole she’s got!”
I couldn’t believe it, never have I imagined taking three cocks at the same time. I couldn’t make a sound and nor could I move, my body was locked from front to back, caught between hands and their manhoods, violating me from all angles.
Master held my hair and pumped his meat into my mouth, grunting in pleasure. I tried to serve him while coping with the two fat pythons squirming in my rectum and vagina.
He released me from his holding, only so he could go back to his filming, capturing close-ups of my face and penetrating spots. I have truly turned into a meat toy, with every orifice of my body manipulated under the joy of men.
The fat man under me began to grunt, bouncing me on his powerful hips.
“Daddy’s gonna cum! You want Daddy to cum inside you?”
“Yes.” words coming out of my mouth, and my hips rode harder involuntarily. “Cum inside me, Daddy!”
He launched his powerful thrust, sending his cock deep up my womb, rubbing rapidly against the other cock in my rectum. I felt heat building inside my abdomen, the tingling sensation grew stronger and stronger, then it exploded.
I cursed my body for betraying me, showing my defeat in front of everyone, and to the camera. The man twitched, filling my womb with his hot cum, pumping to his last drop in satisfaction.
“Let’s see that cum!” Master instructed.
As if coordinated, the bald man picked me up from behind, popping the fat man out of my vagina, while keeping his own in my ass. He leaned back and lay flat, landing my entire weight on his cock, making me yell in agony.
“Show everyone what Daddy just gave you!”
The fat man shoved my legs apart, peeling my pussy lips wide for Master to film the semen oozing out of my vagina. I sobbed helplessly as Master unmistakably capturing my shame.
“Keep her head up! I want to film her face!” he instructed the bald man, who raised my face for the camera.
“Tell everyone what you just did!” Master demanded.
“I let Daddy come into me.” I sobbed.
“Did you like Daddy fucking you?”
“Yes, Daddy fucked me good!”
“Now why don’t you play with yourself like you did for everyone?”
With my shit tube still pinned on the bald man’s pole, I reached down and began masturbating before the camera. I felt deeply ashamed, but also hot, as if my orgasm never wore off.
“Fuck! This ass is milking me good!” I heard the man from behind, now pumping aggressively up my guts.
“Tell him how good it feels, Jenny!” Master instructed. “Tell everyone how much you like it up the ass!”
“I love it…” I could hardly catch a breath under the powerful thrust. “I love Daddy’s cock up my ass!”
“But don’t you like it anywhere else?”
“Yes, I also like Daddy in my pussy and mouth!”
“Shit! I’m gonna come!” the bald man grunted.
He held my waist in his grips, launching me in the air with each thrust, punching his cock deep up my guts, faster and faster, until he spewed his hot cum inside my belly.
He and the fat man lifted me off his cock, Master filmed me in the same fashion, capturing the leakage from my torn anus.
“Did they fucked you good, little slut?” Master pushed the camera to my face.
“Yes, Master.” I panted in exhaustion.
“Now lick them clean and thank them!”
The two men helped me to a sitting position, I sat on my heels and received their cocks from either sides, took turns licking them with my tongue. I was glad I had an enema this morning, or I’ll be licking my own shit.
“Thank you… for fucking me.” I said weakly, dazed from the violent sex.
My service was concluded and the two men got dressed. I was ordered to sit on my heels and wait, while Master walked his guest out of the room.
In the brief moment of silence, I recapped what just happened. I have just offered my body to two complete strangers, let them come into my vagina and rectum, and my body responded in multiple orgasms. I have truly become a slut.
Master returned and ordered me to my feet, which was rare. He showed me to a cabinet that stores all the cleaning supplies, taught me to wash the floor and change the bed sheet. I did it without complaint of course, willing to do anything to keep him from becoming upset.
Once I completed my tasks, I was back on my hands and knees again, crawling back to my cell on a leash. Master told me to wash and rest, which I took as a good sign.
That night Master rewarded me with another hearty dinner, followed by a tasty fruit salad for dessert. He fed me the fruit piece by piece, and I sat by his feet, eating it off his hand like a dog.
He played back the video that he took, and told me I did good today. I was so embarrassed seeing myself having sex with three men at the same time, rocking my hips and waving my hair like a cheap porn star, but Master kept saying how good I was, and where I could improve. He told me to look more at the camera, say more filthy words, that I was going to be his little whore and make him lots of money.
I was only too happy of the juicy fruit in my mouth. I have become an animal on simple demands.
[My Rewards]
Word got out fast, that a sweet blonde sixteen year old was on the market for sex. I had two to five visitors a day, serving from single client to three four men at a time.
I was given clothes, but only to add flavor to my performance. I may dress in school uniform and be spanked by my teacher, or a ballerina or a gymnast molested by a coach. Sometimes I was put in pigtails and little girl dress, and called them Daddy as they fucked me, anyways to fulfill my visitor’s perverted dreams. Master also shot videos in my new outfits, uploaded them on my channel to attract men of particular tastes.
To cope with my busy work, Master cancelled my daily training to make up the time, splitting my day into two parts: serving visitors by afternoon, and chatroom until late night. He was kind enough to let me sleep late so I could recharge my energy.
I never knew how much money I made for Master, but judging by my rewards I could say he was very pleased.
For start, he moved me to the room where I serve the visitors. I get to sleep on the big soft bed, and an endless supply of clean bed sheets and toiletries. He set me up with a laptop and camera so I could chat from my new bed.
He also removed all my restraints, they came awfully inconvenient when I washed or dressed. He said I won’t be needing them anymore now that I became his obedient little pet, but I got to keep my tail-plug however, I love its fluffy tail brushing between my legs.
To keep me healthy, Master stocked a cooler with food, mostly meat sausages, cucumbers and fruits, so I could eat whenever I was hungry. At first I thought the choice of food was for my nutrition, but later I learned that they serve another purpose.
Often I was told to put on a show, fucking myself with a big fat sausage or a hard cucumber, and then eat the juice-coating snacks in front of my audiences. Nothing seems filthy for me anymore.
One day a week I was allowed outside. Master’s backyard has high fences, so I needn’t worry being seen. Not that I care anyway, the whole world has seen more than just my nudity. There he would put back my collar and leash, walk me on the soft grass, or just watch me rolling under the sun like a happy little puppy.
There is a downside of course. With my day jammed up with work, Master rarely spends much time with me. I only get to see him when he brings visitors, or restocks my supplies, there I would happily crawl up to his legs and cuddle, begging for a good fuck.
He likes to hear what I did with the visitors when we fucked, so I told him every detail as I ride on his big juicy cock, right down to the fine details.
But out of all men, I came best with Master, he trained me after all, and understood more about my body responses than I did. He could bring me to orgasm anytime, but often teases me by hanging on the edge, leaving me begging and barking for climax.
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