We were late, again, so parking was a problem. She didn’t mind that much, of course. She liked the idea of making me walk. She liked attention, and She knew even in South Beach leading me down the street in panties and a small baby tee and high black stiletto heels, rubber leggings and gloves would turn a few heads. The click of the leash snapping into the ring stitched into my thick leather collar sent my head reeling. I looked at Her, to see if She wanted me to cum. Snapping noises triggered me, making me so close to cumming and then a lot of times She just had me do it, cum for Her right then, in a restaurant or on the street, in a store, in all kinds of places to teach me, teach me that I had to do whatever She wanted no matter what.
Dominica, sauntered down the street, in no particular hurry. My leash was in Her left hand, and I followed behind Her, four steps back and to Her left, my eyes, focused only on the back of Her feet, as instructed. It was a little hard to walk on such high heels with my hands cuffed in front of me. watching Her feet got me so turned on. i knew by the time we got to the party that I’d be soaking wet between my legs. last time She had a bunch of Her girl friends come over and touch me and laugh about how wet I was. they were saying how I got even wetter than they did, and how they’d like to see me fucked from both ends.
I could hear voices all around me. this one faggy voice wanted to know how much I cost. a couple of guys started talking about how big my tits are and what they wanted to do to me, between making animal like noises. it made me feel really self-conscious so I made sure I thrust my chest out even more so that they could see how big my tits are. I really like to have my tits stroked and sucked. I think Daddy has trained me to open my legs to be fucked whenever somebody touches my tits, but I’m not sure cuz it’s so hard to remember things, except how good it feels to be a sex kitten for my Daddy all of the time.
Daddy is my whole world. I don’t know what I’d do without Her. I feel Her eyes on me all the time and I can’t imagine what it would be like not to feel that. She knows everything, cuz I think She makes me confess to Her in our little training sessions, but I can’t remember telling Her some stuff.
Daddy likes me in only my panties and something tight over my titties, especially if She thinks someone will see me dressed that way.. Before the time when I was Her slave, I was proud of my wardrobe, my slacks and suits. People respected me on the street and She saw that it mattered to me. She took all of that away from me cuz She knew I thought She couldn’t, so She did. She found a little weakness, and She fanned it, slowly, delicately, until it burst into a small flame, which she kept supplied with fuel and oxygen watching it grow and grow ever bigger and hotter, and as it did She took everything away from me: my life, my self, any pride or ego ... except for three things: pride in how much I looked like a sexy pretty whore, pride in how good I was at sex with anybody, and pride in being Her slave. Otherwise, I was nothing. She liked to masturbate my small boy sex as I sucked cock, to remind me how cock crazy She has made me, and how useless my own sex has become to anyone’s enjoyment, so small and soft and unable even to cum without Her permission.
She was enjoying leading me down the street like this. She liked it when I was in public wearing just panties and my tits spilling out of the little baby tee. Her gait was slow and triumphant, rightly showing off Her trophy, basking in the glow known to successful hunters, the glow of the subjugators, the dominators, those whose wills have triumphed over others. She knew it was hot to have a bound helpless male slave on a leash, even hotter to have a girl; but hottest of all was to have a man you had bitched, publicly displayed for all to see. Your own hand gentled and broken bitch, wholly obedient ready to do anything. The most powerless person of all: one who is no longer permitted the luxury of saying no to anything, no escape, no safety, except that provided by Daddy. She keeps me safe because I no longer can.
I can’t escape Her. that time is long past. I can’t think of it anymore. She would hurt me for my own good if She found out I ever wanted to escape. I think She hurt me once like that. I am kind of afraid of Her sometimes and I don’t know why. whenever I feel afraid though I always want Her to fuck me really really badly, and I know I start squirming and stuff and wanting Her cock in me so very very much. I think of how She tastes and how much I need to taste Her, enveloped between Her thighs, Her thick scent, mmmm lick and suck and make Her cum. Maybe if I am as adorable as I can possibly be She won’t want to hurt me. and I crave for Her to be proud of me, crave Her approval, such a shallow little follower with no thoughts of my own anymore, and She is so proud of me for being so dependent on Her and empty headed and sexy. I had a dream once where Daddy was talking to this little girl and She was telling the girl that men were really really easy to control and that the little girl shouldn’t be afraid to manipulate men as best she could to her own advantage because it was better to be the master than the slave. I don’t know why Daddy lets me remember that. Maybe I didn’t tell Her yet.
We entered the apartment where the party was starting to throb. It was so crowded and hot in there. She led me to the bar, where the cute boy toy bartender poured Her a drink.. Hunky hung boys were rubbing themselves against my butt as I stood there on Daddy’s leash. Some of them were grabbing my tits. I didn’t dare say anything. I just stood there and let them touch me. Some of the stripper girls were coming by to check us out. pinching my ass and whistling their approval of how I looked leashed to my Daddy. A few pushed their tits into me or shoved their leg between my own, then never failing to remark loudly on how wet I was.
eventually She parked me on the couch, uncuffing my hands, and recuffing one wrist to my collar as She went out to work the crowd. If someone tried to talk to me about anything, I was instructed to send them to Daddy. Every few minutes someone would come over and whisper a word that they had gotten from Daddy, and when i heard it somehow it just popped into my head what kind of sex they wanted and then I would do it with them, right there if they wanted, or in a closet or an empty bed room or where ever else they led me. I’m pretty sure that Daddy was selling me and I was so happy to be helping Daddy make money by just giving sex. She told me that She had a lot invested in me and that it was only fair that She be able to get Her money back. I didn’t really mind though cuz I like having sex.
pretty soon I’d lost my panties somewhere and the little baby tee was pushed up over my titties all the time. I was totally the nakedest person there. somehow my shoes had stayed on though I had already fucked on like three different beds, I think. Daddy gets really proud and happy of me when I fuck and suck a lot at parties. She said to me that She never met anyone that took to being a whore as well as I did. She said that She thought it was actually my true calling. She made me confess that I thought so too. I’m sure She is right cuz there isn’t anything else that I could imagine being good at.
after a couple of hours Daddy came over to me on the couch. Cum was running down my thighs and my chin, my hair was sticky with it. She told me how proud She was of me for being so popular and that She couldn’t be happier if I were a real girl and that everyone came up to Her later to say how good I’d been. She wanted to know if I was ok with Her holding my tips, and of course I was. I know Daddy was saving the money for me.
I couldn’t help myself. it happened every time and there was just nothing I could do about it. and I know She could feel it, She knew it was happening, it’s just that even after a night of fucking and sucking so many people, being filled with their cum and their juices over and over again, there was something about Daddy that I craved, craved so much, needed so much, so addicted, so craved Her making me cum, cuz only She could. my cunt got so hot just then, and I was so embarrassed but I couldn’t stop squirming and whimpering, I wanted it so bad from Her and She just patted my slit, knowing that suddenly there was nothing I could do about how much She was making me want Her to fuck me and fuck me like only She can fuck me ever.
Daddy took my hand and led me around to the end of the couch and laid me over the arm, bending me over and spreading my legs. She pressed the tube of lubricant into my hot wet cunt, and squeezed, the creamy lube instantly thinning against my hot hot cunt , flowing into me and into me and down my legs, a film coating the sweat and the cum already covering me. the entire room was watching Her get ready to fuck me in front of them all. I think I was screaming.
She bent over me and I could feel the dildo probing me. She whispered the word “puppet” in my ear and I blacked out. Daddy was working Her third finger into me. There were two in there already, stretching me really wide. It seemed like I was cumming tho I knew I couldn’t be and I kno I wasn’t I don’t think, and then Daddy got another finger in me and another. I knew that She would not stop until She was wearing me around Her wrist, Her little puppet, every little twist or turn or pressure controlling me from the inside, able to probe me from the inside, so helpless. I could only get Her in me by totally relaxing, and I could only totally relax by surrendering my will completely, trusting Her with my innermost being. She made me cum my cunt wrapped around Her wrist.
I woke again on my knees in front of Her, Her dildo deep in my throat, licking it and worshipping it, mmm, licking Her sucking Her, being face fucked by Her, not able to cum, so unable to stop, as She took my head and forced Her cock down my throat, face fucking me, getting off on it, from Her smell, She was so wet now, and I could feel the heat rolling off of Her, as She face fucked me and face fucked me in front of everyone. Then She told me that She came on my tongue and that I should swallow for everyone, and did. Daddy tasted so good. mmmmmm.
‘suck my ass, babi bitch” ” She lifted me off the arm of the couch and used it to brace Her own hands as She spread Her long legs, the look on Her face revealing just how much She was enjoying debasing me in front of these people, knowing with certainty that I would lick Her just as She demanded with no hesitation, my face buried inside of Her, my tongue licking and licking Her hole, sucking it and licking it, my body squirming and vibrating, so close to cumming for Dadi, now, so close to cumming.
She turned around and forced me down so She could squat on my mouth and use my face to get off on. She moved up and down and back and forth on my face, Her pussy juices covering my cum stained face. I tried to keep up with my tongue and mouth and nose, but really She was just rubbing Herself against my face to feel good and maybe to get Herself off on if She felt like it. Her sex toy.
She stood up and squatted over me. Her glistening swollen pussy was right above me. There was a triumphant look on Her face that I had never seen before. I guess I could smell it just before it hit. the smell of Her pee, just before She let go of Her bladder and the warm pee flowed down on me, on my face and especially on my tits, and down my belly, into my hot sex and cunt, Her smell all over me now, all over me, all over me, so wet from Her peeing on me. Somehow like I just knew that She had marked me somehow forever that I couldn’t’ understand but it seemed to pierce right into my very soul, like now beyond forever I was nothing other than Her little puppet, giving Her my sex whenever She wanted it, however She wanted it safe only within Her realm in my cell.
