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My Daughter Becomes My Mistress PART 10
There I was sitting in my chair, tied up, my collar permanently welded on my neck. Every time I moved my head, those rings on my collar jingled and reminded me who was really in charge around here. I could hear her talking on the phone for a while before she can back into the living room by me. She told me she’d found a carpenter that could come tomorrow but it would cost me extra for the quick service. He’d be here at 8:00 AM tomorrow morning.
She saw me crying and said, “Don’t worry, slut, it’s only for one night. You will be the life of the party. I promise you will be rewarded if you entertain us well.” Laughing she also said, “Of course you have no choice, do you?” I could only look at her with tears running down my cheeks.
She left me in my chair but didn’t bother me until it was time for bed. She led me up into the bathroom and attached my collar to the toilet with a chain and a lock. I had just enough slack in the chain to reach and use the toilet but could not reach anything else. She told me that I could use the toilet this way and didn’t have to piss on the floor like have been doing and make a mess. She told me if got thirsty, I could have some toilet water if I wanted to. She turned the light out and told me to have a good night. I heard her laughing down the hallway and into her room. All I could do is lie on the cold tile floor until morning when she’d unlock me. I curled up in a ball to keep warm and fell asleep on the cold floor, crying my eyes out. I was becoming more and more afraid of my Mistress. She still had some power over me that I didn’t understand. I soon fell asleep and dreamt of that peaceful tree in the sun.
The next morning, she came into the bathroom to use the toilet. She used me as a foot rest against the cold floor while she pissed and shit in the toilet. When she finished she told me to clean her up and that the carpenter would be here soon. She then squatted on my face and told me to lick her clean, inside and out. She said to start with her pussy and work her way back to her anus and if I didn’t do a good job, I would know a new meaning of punishment.
I started to lick her pussy but not in a way to please her but to try to clean her as best that I could. Her pussy tasted very much like piss and I tried my best to clean her. Then I started to work my way back to her anus. It had some shit on it but not too much. I gagged a little bit but soon forced myself to clean her up. I was afraid of her and just wanted to make her happy so she wouldn’t punish me. I licked all the shit from the outside and began to push my tongue into her. She resisted at first but then relaxed and my tongue slipped inside her anus. I sucked and licked around as best, I could when she finally stood up and told me to clean myself up. She didn’t want the carpenter to be grossed out by all the piss and shit on my face. When she went downstairs, I was left with only one choice. I had to clean up in the toilet. I flushed twice to get some clean water and washed and rinsed myself in the toilet water and then waited. I was still chained in that bathroom and could only wait.
I hear the door bell ring and the front door open and then close. After about an hour Mistress came back and unlocked me and told me to go downstairs and bring my chains with me. When I got downstairs, I saw the carpenter. He was middle aged and decent good looking. He had a deep tan and was well muscled. When he saw me he just stared at me and said nothing. Even though I walk around naked a lot, I was still uncomfortable having others stare me like this. I started to turn red, said “hello sir” and took my chains into the kitchen where the rest of them and My Mistress was.
Mistress: “Fallow me into the living room, slut.
Slut: “Yes Mistress.”
Mistress: “Jim (The carpenter), this slut will help you whenever you need it. Don’t be afraid to use her. She needs to keep busy.”
Jim: “Sure thing. Is she always naked? She can help by just being here. She’s a beautiful woman and I would enjoy simply watching her. She can entertain me by just being here.”
Mistress: “She can be very entertaining. If things get boring and you need a break, let me know. I will have her REALLY entertain you!”
The carpenter quickly got to work. He was more interested in the job than bothering me but he continued to watch and stare at me while he worked. He was working quickly following orders from my Mistress. I am not sure what he was doing but I helped as best I could. I mostly handed him tools and held things for him. He soon got lost in his work and didn’t seem to care anymore that I was naked. Every so often Mistress would come in and guide him on what she wanted done.
When he finished, there were nine of those huge eye-bolts in the ceiling. They were attached to beams in the ceiling and skillfully covered back up with ceiling material. If you didn’t know they were there, you would never notice them at all. There were also six more attached just under the floor. They were also covered up with great skill and could not be seen. It was interesting watching him. He was a true artist when it came to his work. When he finished, Mistress asked him what the final cost was. He told her it was what he agreed on and that he considered her payment enough. Mistress asked him if I was any help to him. He said, “Yes. She was.” She asked him if he needed anything from me…..a blow-job….anything. He walked over to me and gently held my head and kissed me. He told her that a woman as beautiful as me should be cherished. He said to Mistress, “Good bye and if there’s anything else you need, call me.” He then looked at me and said, “Thank you.” Then he left.
Mistress looked at me strange and then said, “It’s time to test out the new hardware. Come here, slut and hold your hands up while I attach them to those bolts. She seemed to be fussy about having them just the right height. She then brought the coffee table under me and had me lay on it so she could attach my feet to another set. She was using some leather wrist and ankle straps she got. They were heavy leather and could be locked on. After she was finished with my legs, I was lying on the coffee table with my arms and legs attached to the ceiling and spread out wide. Then she got a strange looking harness for my head. It did not cover my eyes or ears but wrapped around it. It was not uncomfortable and it too was locked on. That she attached to another bolt that was between the bolts holding my arms. She then pulled the coffee table out from under me and I was there hanging from the ceiling, legs and arms spread wide. Now I realized what the harness on my head was. It gently cradled my head so I did not get hurt. She used these straps that were made for cars and trucks to tie me to the ceiling hooks. They could be ratcheted up or down without untying me.
I could lift my head a little but not for long. I was about 2-3 feet of the floor and my cunt was spread WIDE OPEN by the straps that held my feet. It was not too uncomfortable. I suppose I could be tied up all day without any trouble or much discomfort and I was glad for that. I had a feeling I would now spend a lot of time hanging from these hooks. Mistress laughed and told me she wanted to have a little fun to see how this would work for her birthday next week.
She put her hand on my cunt and gave me a very hard push. I just swayed back and forth for a little bit before stopping. She laughed and said, “This is going to be fun. You can even become a moving target.” She went to my side and gave me another shove from the side. Like before, I swayed back and forth for a little while before stopping.
Then she said, “Horny Slut”. I do not know what happened but I felt this once before. She didn’t do or say anything but suddenly I felt this wave of horniness and lust come over me. I started thrashing around and struggling against my bonds but it did no good. My cunt started instantly dripping on the floor and my nipples were hard against my locks. I begged and pleaded with her to touch my cunt…..to shove anything up my cunt. I needed something…anything. I was soon trashing harder and making incoherent noises. I was not even conscious of what was happening anymore. All this time my cunt was running like a faucet and leaving a nice puddle on the floor. My eyes rolled back in my head. I was humping the air with my ass and screaming, “FUCK ME! SOMEONE PLEASE FUCK ME!!! PLEEEEAAAASSSSE!!! FUCK ME!!!!”
My Mistress was just sitting there watching me. It seemed like an eternity to me but in reality it was only ten minutes. She then said, “Normal slut”. I collapsed in my bonds breathing heavy and sweating. I was still horny but it was a normal horniness, NOT what was happening before. All I could do is hang there, still hoping she would give some relief. She walked over to me and looked into my face and said, “See, I told you there was more than pain to punish you. I could make this happen all day. The next time you need punishment; I will start this and spend the day at the mall. You will be a pile of horny mush hanging there. Think about that if you disobey me from now on. Don’t forget, there is still the pain. That could be going all afternoon too, while you hang there.” I just cried and pleaded with her and promised I would be good. I told her I would never hesitate to do whatever she tells me to.
She laughed again and said, “I figured you wouldn’t be a problem at my party but I wanted to make sure you understand clearly what will happen if you give me any trouble.” I cried and promised her I would be good and obey her without question. She answered me, “We’ll see but for now, I want to have some fun and get familiar with all these hooks and straps.”
Mistress released my feet and attached them to a bolt in the floor. I was now upright but still spread eagle. She walked up to me and said, “You do not have my permission to cum.” I, of course did not hear any of that. All I knew was that she came up to me and stuck her fingers up my cunt. I moaned with pleasure until she started to work her entire hand up my cunt. She had a little trouble getting her entire hand up my cunt. It hurt quite a bit and I Flinched and moaned but didn’t dare say anything. Finally she got her whole hand halfway up to her elbow up my cunt. It hurt at first but when she started to work her arm around, I now moaned with pleasure. It felt so good and I was humping her hand without even knowing I was doing it.
She laughed while she pulled her hand out and said, “I could stick anything up you cunt and you would enjoy it. Damn! You are unbelievable! Maybe I should try the vacuum cleaner hose. Would that satisfy you?!!! Maybe a nice long, thick broom handle would work!”
I pleaded, “Please, Mistress, Please no. PLEASE!” She said, “For now, slut, I don’t want you injured but now you can see why you need to be controlled. You would injure yourself if I left you on your own. You would be no good to me if you were damaged.”
Mistress then unhooked me and reattached me to the floor. This time she strapped my collar to a ring on the floor with only about two inches of “play”. Then she attached my legs to two other rings with no play in them, either. There I was with my head against the floor and my ass sticking up in the air. I was stuck in this position too. She laughed and said, “Now this is a good position. Everyone will get a good view of your cunt this way. They will also have nice easy access to you. I like this position. I think I will leave you this way for a while. I am going to make a pizza for myself. Don’t go anywhere. I’ll be back soon.” Before she left, she put the ball gag in my mouth and said, “Horny slut”. Suddenly I felt that wave of absolute and massive horniness! How was she doing that? She would never do or say anything! I started to scream into the gag but all that came out was some muffled grunts and snorts. I was CRAZY with lust. I shook and pulled on my straps. I NEEDED someone to fuck me…BAD!!! I NEEDED someone to stick something up my cunt!!! I NEEDED RELIEF AND HELP!!! She walked away leaving me in that dimension of wave after wave of lust. The last thing I heard before I went into this world of my own lust was her saying, “You will be very entertaining at my party. I will be back in about fifteen minutes. Have fun!” I knew nothing after that. I had no conscious thought of what was happening. My mind was so absolutely focused on my own lust; I was not even in the real world. I shook and shook and pulled and screamed into the gag.
After what was an eternity in this lust world of mind, suddenly it was over. I would have collapsed on the floor if the straps were not holding me up. There was a puddle of juice under me. It was sweat mixed with my own horny cunt juices. I lay there moaning and shaking, my ass leaning a little to one side but not able to go to the floor. All I heard was my Mistress laughing and apparently eating while watching me. She said, “You remember this, slut. Much more of this and you will be begging for the pain!” She walked over to me and kicked me in the cunt. I screamed into the gag and she said, “Now, I have a proposition for you. I must be getting soft on you but I will give you a choice for the party. There will be about six or seven people here and I have two ways for you to entertain us. I will let you pick the one you like. These are you choices:
OR
I looked up at my Mistress pleadingly. She saw the fear in my eyes when she mentioned Rex.
She said, “Think about it but you don’t have much time to decide. Just remember, whatever happens, you asked for it.”
Mistress then came over and let me lose form the straps. I collapsed on the floor in my own juices and sweat. I was still whimpering and crying. She used one of the chains and locked it to my collar and then to a floor ring. She laughed and said I would be tied up like a dog tonight. She put a large pad down for me to sleep on and some newspaper on the floor. She said that was to piss on if I needed to because if I whined to go out, she was not going to take me. She turned the lights out and went to bed. I was left in the dark. I crawled over to my pad and curled up in a ball to stay warm. There I was, on a leash like a dog for the night.
I fell asleep thinking about my choice. What was I to do? Either of the choices she gave me would be hell on earth. I would be mortified with either choice. There would be 7-8 teenagers there watching me and using me however they wanted to. The first choice would last all night. It would be a night of pain, extreme terror, abuse and humiliation! The second choice would be humiliating beyond torture but would not last long. The neighbor’s dog was still fresh in my mind and it was horrible. That was bad enough but now there would be a group of teenagers watching me. I lay in the dark and tried to fall asleep while trying to decide what to do. It was hard. I am not used to making decisions any more.
I fell asleep trying to find that tree in the sun that always gave me some comfort. I couldn’t find it. Tears ran down my cheek. Even my dreams were not my own anymore. Soon I was asleep, cold and in the dark.
In my sleep, I suddenly heard a voice. It was so very clear it woke me up. I have had many dreams and this was different. All the voice said was, “REMEMBER”! I jerked awake so fast my chains rattled some. I recognized that voice and I started to cry. It was not the tears of despair or fear. They were the tears of happiness, love but sadness at the same time. Thoughts long forgotten came into my head while I fell back asleep. I was back in the darkness of my sleep all alone. Then the dream came back. There was my tree in the sun. As always, it was warm and peaceful. My Mistress was at my side. We were holding hands but not saying anything. Once again my fears were gone. I slept the rest of the night in peace.
The next morning, I heard my Mistress coming down the stairs. She was in just a long t-shirt that barely covered her pussy and ass. As afraid as I was of her party, I still couldn’t help but stare at the bottom of that t-shirt and try to get a peek at her ass. She walked over to me and noticed that I seemed a bit more rested than she expected. She said, “I see that sleeping like a dog agrees with you. Lay down on your back. I have to pee.” I lay down while she squatted over my face. I leaned my head up with my mouth right over her piss-hole and while she was peeing into my mouth, I took a chance and started to suck a little while swallowing. It still tasted awful but I got my mouth on her pussy. When she was finished she told me to clean her all up. I smiled to myself and took my time cleaning her. I still crave her pussy. She reached back and pulled on my nipple locks to get me to stop. She laughed and said, “I see you’re being brave this morning. I told you once before to not do that unless I ordered you to. Pain on.”
Suddenly, that horrible pain was back. My cunt was being stomped on, ripped off, and on fire all at once! I rolled over in a fetal position and screamed and screamed! The pain was worse than ever, if that was even possible. This went on for what I learned later was 10 minutes. I can never tell. That pain tares through your entire being. There is no concept of time for me.
She said, “Pain off”. Suddenly the pain was gone as quickly as it started. Once again, she didn’t say or do anything. It is like she is Psychic. She looked at me sternly and said, “You will learn to do what you told to, no more or no less! Do you understand, yet, slut??! I replied, “Yes Mistress.”
She reached down, unlocked the lock on my neck and told me to go clean up. She told me she wanted to know my decision when I returned. I had 15 minutes and she told me for every minute past 15, I would get 5 minutes of pain. I ran as fast as I could and clean up as fast as I knew how. I got back downstairs with one minute to spare (Thank God).
I walked into the room and she looked at me and said, “WELL???” I knew what she wanted. She wanted to know my decision. I lowered my head and said, “I would like to be fucked by Rex, if you will allow it, Mistress.” I turned red and was ashamed of myself. I was actually asking to be fucked by a dog.
She asked me, “I was hoping you would choose the other choice. Why did you choose Rex? I figured after the night in the back yard you would never pick him.” I answered her, “I know what a dog fells like and I like Rex. Rex is a gentle dog and will not hurt me like Rocko did. You promised me it will be only 15 minutes and that I would be able to have at least one of those massive orgasms again. You also told me I could cum as much as I could after that. I will enjoy it more. He will make me cum at least once. I always want to cum as much as I can.”
She laughed and said, “I was hoping for the other choice but I gave my word and will keep it. Besides, it will be a wonderful show. Like I said, you will have at least one of those massive orgasms you are so addicted to and as many others as you can get from Rex. I’m sure he will fuck you real good and you can let him fuck you as long as you wish after that 15 minutes. Cindy tells me he hasn’t had a bitch in a long time. I like that. Now we can also call you Rex’s bitch!” She laughed real hard at that. I started to cry again and never realized that I was going to really be Rex’s bitch after that party.
She then tied me to the floor on hands and knees. So I couldn’t lie down she strapped my chest and lower stomach to bolts in the ceiling. I was trapped in this “doggie” position. Then she attached a small sign to the strap that read, “Free Fuck and/Blow-job”. She told me she’d be back in a hour or two and I should relax and be happy. Maybe someone would stop by and fuck me. She said, “You have my permission to cum”, and then she left.
Truly I hoped someone would fuck me but I never knew if I actually could cum. Most of the time she had restricted me from Cumming anyway. Once again, there was nothing I could do anyway. I couldn’t even touch or finger myself. My hands and legs were strapped down to tight to let me. I was hoping but figured no one would come in. Mike didn’t usually come home until afternoon and it was still morning. The bad part now, was that I could see the clock and could watch the minutes SLOWLY tick by.
About 2 hours later Mistress returned. She walked in and said, “I see no one has visited you while I was gone. There are no puddles under your worthless cunt, this time. I thought Mike might be home early today. You were my gift of thanks to him but he must have got hung up someplace.”
She left me there and walked into the kitchen to use the phone. All I heard was her side of the conversation.
Mistress: “Cindy? Hi. The slut wants to fuck Rex. You’ll have to bring him tomorrow. Is he up to it?”
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Mistress: “No. Not all night. We’ll only need him for about a 1/2 hour unless the slut wants more. Can Rex keep up with her? I think she can give him all he wants an STILL come back for more.”
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Mistress: “No. Don’t worry about it. She can handle that too. She’s done it before.”
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Mistress: “No, I’m not kidding. She has!
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Mistress: “About 6PM. Of course, she’ll get the beer, if she knows what’s good for her. (laughing)
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Mistress: “Who’s all coming over, then?”
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Mistress: “What about Kyle, Tim, and the others?”
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Mistress: “ARE YOU KIDDING??! They’re going to give up a good party with beer AND entertainment like they will not see anywhere else. I mean entertainment WITH benefits!”
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Mistress: “OK. Tell them, I’ll see them tomorrow night at six. Don’t forget Rex. He has a date tomorrow. LOL. Bye for now.
Mistress came back into the room and told me my date for tomorrow will be here.
Mistress said, “Don’t worry about impressing him. He is not that “picky” about who he fucks but I’m sure he will enjoy your cunt. You probably heard me on the phone. Rex will be here at six, sharp! HE should be impressed with you. I will make sure you are nice and ready for him. I need to tie you up like yesterday. Now that you have chosen Rex, I am curious about something.”
Mistress untied me from the floor and reattached me like I was yesterday. I was tied hands and legs spread wide attached to the ceiling. My head was supported by another strap attached to a head strap so I wouldn’t need to support my head. This way I could be left hanging there indefinitely. Then she said, “Horny slut. You have my permission to cum.” Suddenly that feeling of uncontrollable lust came over me. It was instant insane torture. All I was able to do is shake in my straps, hump the air and scream for someone to fuck me! It took only seconds for my cunt juice to run down my ass and drip onto the floor. I could only scream, “Please, GOD, Someone fuck me….FUCK ME! SOMEONE FUCK ME! NOW!!! Like all the other times, I had NO idea how she was doing this. She walked around me a couple of times, listening to me scream and beg. She laughed and asked me what I wanted up my cunt.
Slut: “ANYTHING. PLEASESHOVE SOMETHING UP MY CUNT! PLEASE! PLEASE!
Mistress: “I would love to shove the vacuum cleaner hose up your cunt and maybe I will some other day but I have something else in mind.”
Slut: “ANYTHING. YES, THE VACUUM HOSE! PLEASE. SHOVE IT UP MY CUNT!!!
Mistress: “My, we are eager, aren’t we? I will try this and you tell me if you want more.”
Mistress then took a leather belt, held on to the mettle part and swung it as hard as she could right on my cunt. I jerked with the “crack” of the belt and yelled in pain:
“PLEASE, NOT THAT. IT HURTS!”
Mistress: “Are you sure it only hurts? It must feel a little good.”
Slut: “IT HURTS! I NEED SOME MORE! I NEED SOMETHING! YES! HIT ME AGAIN! HIT ME AGAIN! PLEASE!!!
Mistress hit me again. This time she hit me several times in a row. She hit me about twenty times before she needed to rest. All the while I was screaming in pain and pleasure. It hurt so damn good! My juices were flowing like a faucet.
Slut: “PLEASE, MISTRESS! PLEASE KEEP HITTING MY CUNT! I AM SO CLOSE! I NEED TO CUM! I NEED IT!!!!!
Mistress: “This is interesting. I will keep it up until you start to bleed and your worthless cunt is all black and blue. Besides, you keep asking for it so it must feel good, right slut? I want you to cum, now. You better obey and cum!”
Slut: “YES MISTRESS! YES! I WILL CUM! PLEASE KEEP HITTING MY CUNT! PLEASE!!
Mistress got back up and began to hit my cunt with the leather belt again. I have no idea how long she kept it up. The pain along with the pleasure on top of my torturous lust finally had come to a wonderful end! I shook and screamed not in frustration, this time but in the throes of a wonderful orgasm. I humped and shook in my straps while she kept hitting me in the cunt. I am sure my cunt was black and blue and swollen but I didn’t care at all. I was Cumming so hard; I thought I would explode all over the room! Suddenly, she stopped and said, “Normal slut”. I collapsed in my bonds and just hung there in the aftermath of an explosive orgasm! Mistress fell down onto the couch, breathing heavy. Panting, she said, “Now I know if you can do it like this. You are probably the only one in the world that came cum by having someone bet the hell out of your cunt with a leather strap. Is there nothing that I can do that WON’T make you cum? Damn, this is too tiring. Maybe if I had help. We could beat your cunt all night until it fell off. I bet you would still enjoy that! Damn!”
As I hung there in the afterglow of that orgasm, the pain started to get worse. It was not bad while I was Cumming but now, the pain was getting bad. I lifted my head and tried to see my cunt. I couldn’t see it very well but what I saw was BEET RED with a small bit of blood! As the pain got even worse, I started to whimper and pleaded, “Please Mistress. It hurts. Please let me down. Please?
She looked at me and said, “You asked for it, you know. I was willing to stop sooner but you insisted that I keep hitting you. You need it, you said. All I did was help you to cum. Now you tell me you didn’t like me to help you cum?”
I answered her, “No Mistress. I always deeply appreciate you doing this for me. It is always an honor to have you help me cum but I would please like to get down. May I, Please?” She looked at my cunt more closely and told me to shut up and she will let me down. I quieted immediately!
She loosened the straps and lowered me down to the floor. When she took them off, I immediately curled up into a ball crying in pain. The pain was intense and continuous. I knew that this pain was not going to stop any time soon like the other type of pain. She attached a chain from my collar to a hook in the floor as before and told me she’d be right back. I crawled over to my bed and curled up, still crying in pain.
She came back down shortly after. She unhooked me from the chain and pulled me over to the couch. She told me to lay back and spread my legs. This was the LAST thing I wanted to do. It took all my effort to uncurl myself but I knew that if I didn’t obey, this pain would only be the beginning. I sat there, legs spread wide, eyes closed, waiting for more pain. I started to whimper and cry harder. I pleaded, “Please Mistress. Please no. It hurts! I can’t take any more.” She told me to shut up and that I will take more if she wanted to give me more.
Then I felt a hand on my cunt. I winced in pain at first. I realized then that it was a gentle hand that caressed my cunt. It was not only her hand but she had some kind of salve or ointment on it. She was gently rubbing it all over my crotch where she hit me. I stopped crying and looked at her. She looked at me like a mother cub helping her young. She continued to apply the salve for a few minutes, and then she told me to close my legs and lay down on the couch. This was more strange behavior from her. She could be very cruel one minute and very gentle the next. As I lay down she pulled a blanket over me and told me to rest and that the ointment will help heal and help with the pain. She leaned over to me and gently kissed me on the cheek and told me to sleep and that she would stay with me. She lay down behind me, put her arms around me and I felt safe again. The salve helped with the pain and soon I fell asleep. I was exhausted from what happened. It did not last long but it took everything out of me. The feeling of her against me was wonderful and I felt safe as I fell asleep.
I awoke a few hours later. She was not lying with me but I heard her in the kitchen. I was still in pain but it felt a little better. She came in and asked if I was hungry. I said, “Yes Mistress. Thank you.”
She put a bowl of something on the floor and told me to crawl over to her. I slowly lowered myself to the floor, trying not to hurt myself, and crawled over to her. She chained me back to the floor and pointed to two bowls and said they were my dinner for tonight. One was filled with water and the other had a half eaten sandwich, with what appeared to be a cookie mixed all together. She told me to enjoy but to remember that a bitch doesn’t have any hands and I was to eat it out of the bowl. I said, “Yes Mistress. Thank you very much.” I shoved my face into the bowl. I was hungry. After I licked it clean and drank some water, I wiped my face off, licked off my hands and arms and curled up on my bed to rest. Mistress sat on the couch and watched TV for a while then asked me if I needed to use the bathroom. She said she was going to bed for the night and that I needed the rest. I told her, “Yes Mistress. Please may I use the bathroom?” She unhooked the chain form the floor and pulled me out the back door and pointed at the yard and told me to hurry up. She said she was tired.
I looked up with surprise and started to say something, when she kicked me and told me from now on the yard was my toilet. She said that bitches use the yard, not the toilet. I had no choice. I needed to go. I crawled out and squatted down and pissed and shit on the ground. When I was finished, I needed to clean myself but didn’t know what I was supposed to do. As I crawled back, I saw she had the garden hose out and told me to turn around. She said she didn’t want my dirty cunt in the house like that. She began to spray me down. When that cold water hit my ass and cunt I yelped at first, and then realized, the cold water felt good on my sore cunt. I stuck my ass up for more. She laughed and said, “I thought I had you figured out, cunt but you always seem to surprise me.
She led me back into the house and chained me back to the floor bolt. She got down on her knees and applied more of the salve on my cunt. I was always happy with her touch. She could be so gentle. She told me that the party will be three days from now. She said, “I need you healed and ready. I do not want Rex to be disappointed. She turned the lights out and told me to be quiet, so she could get a good night sleep. I said, “Yes Mistress.”
I was glad. I was still in pain and it burned a little too. I was worried about Rex fucking me like this. I thought she wanted me to be healed so I would entertain her better but I saw the look in her eye when she had me on the couch and just now before she left for bed. It was a look of worry and regret.
I curled up on my new bed and fell asleep, grateful the party was delayed. Tomorrow was a new day. I was hoping to get to touch her again.
I curled up on my new bed and fell asleep, grateful the party was delayed and thinking of her wonderful body………………………………….
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