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cumdenyher:

“Its not that hard kitten, all you have to do is just lay here and breath.”.. said as your mind swum around you. Why did it always sound to you like talking to an actual pet? It was always hard to think and focus when that was done to you even before the touching started. “Just lay here and breath on your bed…and never you mind..don’t worry your mind about a single thing.” That voice again seemingly made you float.. “Just relax and breath and count for me…”

And so you followed, and you counted…

1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10.

“Now Kitten, count backwards….” this time the rubs were ½ as fast.

10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1

“Sweetie, you moved on number 4…you know your not supposed to move.” the voice came again both calm and certain as you lay with your face in your pillow. ”Let’s start over.”

10…9…8…7…6…5…4…3…2…1

You lay, the stillness crushing you as fingers moved back and forth over your panties. You could feel yourself wet and despite the lightness of the touch and how few times you were rubbed you were already beginning to feel close. How did this happen, on your own it didn’t take very long really…but this was ridiculous. A moan escaped your lips but you held still this time. “Oh, very good girl.” again making you feel as if the words were meant for an actual pet. “Now we’ll try some light circles…make sure you keep count.”

10…9… 

“No no sweetie, if you keep count you count up remember?” Again, not a hint of frustrating…just calm and soothing. “We’ll start again and go slower so you remember.” 

The moment his fingers touched you, and began to make their first circle against your clit, you lifted your hips trying press up against those fingers. You wanted more…you needed more. “Oh sweetie, you poor thing.” the words seeming to caress you in the absence of your hands. Your pussy clenched again and your hips rose just slightly as you moaned. You couldn’t have spoken now if you wanted to. “Is this where we are now?” The voice soothing. A hand on your head smoothing your hair. “Only 32 touches that light and through your panties…and your ready to cum?”

You moaned and forced the words out of your mouth, “I’m so horny..” And again your pussy clenched making you lift your hips involuntarily. Your voice dripped with frustrating and desperation, but then, you didn’t notice that over the roaring need between your legs.

“Shhhh shhh….there there.” more soothing for you. “I promised you that you’d be my horny girl didn’t I?” “I told you that I was going to train you like this didn’t I?” “And now you are, your my good girl.” “You’ve learned so well but we still have a ways to go.” “I’m not done with you yet.” “We have hours to go today” you felt lips on the back of your neck as he kissed you softly. “Hours to go and many things to do to you.” again, the lips softly kissed you an inch lower. “And before I’m done with you today.” the kiss came again steadily moving down slightly lower…”I think we’ll have reached a new plateau.” the kisses now at the small of your back as his hand slipped over your ass squeezing it. You could feel your pussy lips parting beneath your panties as you were aware of every inch of your body. There had been no other touching but now you were fighting even harder to hold back the orgasm…how was that possible? Your mind reeled.

“Now, let’s begin again”

littlesubshay:

This is the kind of detached methodical use that completely turns me on. This isn’t about being used for her pleasure or for anyone else’s. The dildo is moving too slow to do more than keep her at a simmer. It is entirely about using her because it is her place to be used, and she exists to be used even if no one else gets any pleasure from it directly.

brattyprettysub:

cuddleninja:

Malena Morgan and Aurielee Summers

“We should get someone else to play with,” he said, and I agreed, a bit too busy with his cock in my mouth to actually think about what he was saying. I probably still would have agreed, though. Someone else to play with—another girl, someone I could finger and go down on, someone who’d do the same to me. Someone to kiss and cuddle, who’d maybe spank me lightly every once in a while.

Who wouldn’t have said yes?

Me, maybe, if I had known “We should get someone else to play with” meant “You’ll be her fucktoy.”

I’m still his little girl. He adores me and fucks me and hurts me and then fucks me some more. And she’s his sub. And I’m her fucktoy.

She gets me whenever she wants me, however she wants me. Sometimes that means her fingering me for hours on end, cooing at me not to come because, “no, pretty girl, you’re not allowed to”. Other times, it means being told to get on my knees and then having my face shoved into her pussy.

She has a mean streak. When he said, “We should get someone else to play with”, I hadn’t been anticipating a mean streak.

She likes pulling my hair. Likes slapping my ass to make me squeak. Likes holding me down while he hurts me.

She pushed me face-first against a wall today. Pulled my tights down and pushed my t-shirt up, and pinned me there. “New rule for today,” she said, lips brushing my ear and sending goosebumps over my skin. “No clothes all day.”

“But—“

A sharp pinch on my thigh. “Do you want me to have to tell your Daddy you were a bad little girl today?”

“No,” I said. I squeezed my thighs together, not wanting her to touch my pussy, not wanting her to know how wet I was already, how wet I’d been since she kissed me that morning and then made me lick her pussy until she came.

She, of course, rubbed her hand up my thigh and pushed it right between my legs.

“Wet for me, sweetheart?” she asked.

“Y-yes.”

“Mmmm,” she hummed. “Just like a good little toy. A good little toy who…?”

“Who…” I swallowed. “Who’s only here for you to fuck.”

That got me a finger in my pussy. “What else?”

“Who’s here to… to make you come. And for you to hurt.”

Two fingers now, and one of my nipples being pinched. “Keep going, pet.”

“To, um… to… a toy for you to use. And play with however you want.”

Three fingers, thrusting in and out of me. “Good girl,” she said. “Such a good little fucktoy, aren’t you? Wet and ready, with such a pretty little pussy.” Her fingers left me suddenly, pulling out fast, and she pressed her whole hand against my pussy, palm flat on my skin. “I think,” she said, idly kissing the side of my neck as I fought not to grind down on her hand. “I think I’m going to allow you to come today. Would you like that?”

“Yes.” Her middle finger pressed against my clit and I gasped. “Yes, please.”

Three fingers slid back inside me and she laughed at my squeak of surprise. “Go on, then,” she said. “I’ll indulge you just this once. After all, you ate my pussy so nicely this morning. Go on,” she repeated, and pushed her fingers deeper inside me. “Ride my fingers ‘til you come.”

Okay. So she’s not always mean.

If I had known “We should get someone else to play with” meant “You’ll be her fucktoy”, would I have said no?

Maybe. But if I knew “You’ll be her fucktoy” meant that she’d fuck me over counters with the biggest strap-on she could find and make me wear a plug and no panties all day and use my mouth like it was her own personal toy…

Well. How could I ever have dreamed of saying no?

eenslaved:

BDSM erotica. Fictional characters over 18.

She was already awake when he woke up. The door to her cage unlocked with a buzz and a clacking as the electronic mechanism was remotely released. Then the sound of the handbell ringing, a gold bell he kept by the bed, which he used to call her.

She crawled out of the cage and hastily relieved herself in the liter box before emerging from the laundry room. She scampered up the stairs, hugging her naked breasts so they didn’t bounce so much. Right before she entered his bedroom, she dropped her arms to her side. No covering her assets from him at any time.

He was naked and in bed, and he wasn’t alone. The woman he’d come home with last night was under the covers, sleeping heavily. She had heard them when they came back, early in the morning. The woman had a low voice and high-pitched laughter, and she’d sounded drunk as a skunk. 

“Scoot up some more, up you go. Hands on the bed, honey. Wider…little bit wider. There you go. Now, keep your hands there and you’re going to listen to me when I tell you not to move ‘em.”

The position left her feet off the floor and her legs sticking over the edge of the bed. Not very comfortable, but she knew that was the way he wanted it. And she was inches away from the still soundly sleeping woman. She bit her lip and looked away from the woman’s tousled hair. 

“Squeeze my cock, honey,” he ordered. “I want to feel your greedy pussy sucking at my cock.”

He had her practice clenching her cunt on a daily basis, so she knew what he wanted. Her hands gripped the bedspread as he began to ride her. One of his hands squeezed her bottom. With the other, he gripped her hair into a ponytail and held her head back, making her arch her neck. 

“After I’m done fucking you,” he said conversationally, “you’re going to get under the covers and give Lisa a very nice wake up call. She’s a guest, so you’re going to be very welcoming and hospitable.”

“Yes, sir,” she panted, gritting her teeth and trying to hold her orgasm back. His fucking was causing her tits to shake and rasp her nipples back and forth across the bed in a very delicious way, and he was sinking so deep into her with each stroke. Her scalp prickled from the way he pulled her hair to keep her head back.

“Then I’m going to fuck Lisa again,” he continued. “I think I’ll have you suck her nipples while I do it…and you can keep your naughty hands busy by pinching your nipples.”

“Yesss, sir,” she said shakily. “I need to come, please, may I come?”

“You know the answer to that, honey. You don’t get to come when you’re being trained. You get to watch me make Lisa come, and you get to help me make her come. That’s what you get. You don’t get to come.” He made his voice sound incredulous, as if he was in sheer disbelief that she would even voice the request.

She caught the sob that tried to rise up in her throat, making a croaking sound instead. She knew. If she came without permission, it meant another week added to her training period.

“What do you want, honey?”

“I want to be a good fuck toy for you,” she said, digging her fingers into the mattress. “I want you to use my holes. I want you to fill me with your cum, please.”

“What a good student you are. You’re learning your lesson very well.”

It felt like he came inside her for at least a full minute, spurting his cum into her pussy. She could feel it leaking out around his cock when he pulled out.

“Now you get to practice your tonguing lessons,” he said. He was still gripping her ponytail, and he pulled her by her hair closer to the sleeping woman. “If you’re going to be a good fuck toy, you’re going to have to please my friends and the people I choose to share my toy with.”

hornydeniedgirl:

This is how they begin. No self control, can’t even handle a simple edging session. Disgraceful.

They all learn much better manners by the end of their training. In two weeks, this girl will learn to relax into stimulation, to let it build within her and to then channel it appropriately into serving others.

The Facility methods always work.

hornydeniedgirl:

lipstixxx-noir:

Video clip: Inescapable  (1:08)
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Orgasms were the harshest punishment at the Facility. For one thing, they always came in multiples, many more than the girl ever thought she could endure.

For another, they were always accompanied by various forms of discomfort, depending on the transgression. It was hard to tell from the outside just what kind of hell the girl inside the rubber suit was experiencing as orgasm after orgasm was ripped from her tormented body.

Sometimes it was simply a very large butt plug, or breath restriction. Sometimes the suit was covered in itch powder before she was locked into it, or lined with nettles.

Sometimes it was a combination of all of the above.

By the end of their training, all Facility girls would do anything to not hear the phrase “you will cum”.

The Facility methods always worked.

hornydeniedgirl:

Oh no, don’t worry – she won’t cum like this. She’s been spending an hour a day like that for the past two weeks, and never tipped over.

The penis gag is for association training. She always has something in her mouth whenever her pussy gets any stimulation. Makes her cocksucking quite…inspired. You will see for yourself when she’s done with the session.

She still has most of the hour to go. Would you like a cocktail while we wait?