Three Obedient Sluts

My newest acquistions. Gorgeous sluts with perfect figures and bare cunts. I couldn't wait to shove my cock up their dripping pussies. "Come here, bitch." The young blonde on the right stumbled over, her eyes cast down. "What is your name?" "E____" she said quietly. I grinned."Well, E____, you are my sex slave now. You live only to please me. I will torture your pussy with my cock as many times as I want, whenever I want. I am your Dom." The other one...L____, got furious at that, and stood up straight with her eyes making direct contact and blazing. I knew she was an authoritarian type in her other life. I also knew she would fight to be supreme in having my cock and my attention.

She might as well learn now than later. I grabbed her by her hair and slammed the little whore onto the floor. Tears began to flow steadily from her eyes. I tore at the leather straps binding her tits and cunt, cutting them off her squirming, fighting body. Big, round, full tits. I pinched her nipples hard, making her wince. I then moved on to my grand prize--the most magnificent pussy I had ever laid my eyes on. "Spread your legs." I demanded. She reluctantly did as she was told. Her pussy had small, perfect lips and was blushing pink. It was completely hairless. I began to stroke my finger down it, making her juices start to flow. “Don’t move, cunt.”

I went over to the tabletop and picked up the rope neatly laid out. “Face each other, whores,” I ordered. Once they were tit to tit I bound them against each other,” then I ordered the third bitch, L__ to get on her knees and start using her tongue to lap at those wet pussies while I oiled my cock and stroked it until the pre-cum was released. “Get over here, bitch and lick my pre-cum.” She inched over to me, walking on her knees, wincing at the pain.

“Which one of you shall I fuck? So many sluts to choose from.” “Eeeny Meeny Miney….which one of you whores deserves the cock?” “Earn it from me.” I watched L__ lapping at L____’s pussy while playing with E____’s nipples. I needed to gag these whores so I could listen to them whimpering under gags. It would give me pleasure. I decided to re-work the rope and put L__ and E____ together, face to face, shoving ball gags into their mouths, already wet with pussy juice. I knew it was the right moment. I grabbed at the defiant one, L____, and forced her onto her knees and told her to stick her ass in the air. She looked so sexy like that.

"Don't move bitch, or I will rape you right now." I unzipped my pants and slid them off in front of her where she could see me. My rock hard cock fell out. Her eyes widened when she saw it. I smiled. "How do you like that, whore?" I moved behind her and positioned my cock against the entrance of her cunt. Without warning her, I rammed into her wetness, and she gave a loud scream. I nearly came right when her sounds made my cock vibrate and jolt me. I loved a fighting, screaming whore. “Slut. You are tight. You haven’t been fucked in quite a while, have you?” Her groans turned to grunts.

Her tight pussy was stretched to its limits around my rigid cock. My cock felt like it was ripping that tight cunt apart, and she was loving it, thrusting up at me like the shameless whore that she was. I fucked L____ hard, while watching the expressions on those two gagged, protesting whores. How did I know they were protesting? How did I know they wanted to be the ones getting fucked? Their eyes and their moaning, gagged mouths. L____'s body was slammed into the floor as I thrusted in and out of her, and the bitch was watching the two whores…proud that it was she that was being fucked and getting my cock, trying to get every drop of my Dom cum. Seeing my hot spurting cum smear over her big jiggling tits, it didn't take long for me to cum, and I kept stroking to get every last drop of cum out. The release was delicious.

My cock hardened immediately and just a few strokes had another massive load spurting straight up her pussy. L____let out a loud pleasurable scream. While she was still screaming, I pulled out my cock and shot cum all over her face and tits as I turned and shot my last drops onto the other bitches so that all three were dripping with my cum. “I have you three whores in my power now. I cannot wait for the next time." I left L____ lying on the floor knowing she would stay put, being fucked out of her mind, and I left the room to clean my glistening cock. Those other two cum sluts could stand there and think some more about what they did not receive. This time.

Focus

How does a cum slut arrive in a basement? That is none of her business. He made sure she was taken when she wasn’t expecting it, and he had her in his favorite position: hogtied with a ball gag firmly in place. The strain in her body, the chafing of the rope into her flesh, the way her eyes darted to each form that came into her line of sight from the table. She knew she was in danger. Why then did her eyes tell him that she was eagerly anticipating what was to come? Is it because he understood so well the mind of a slut?

She drew in a deep breath in a futile attempt to will herself to stay calm. To twist against the rope would only cause more pain. She could tell she was in a basement. She saw exposed pipes and cement and a circuit box, but she also saw a workbench and….a vise. She heard quiet footsteps, and then she heard his voice. Against, her better judgment, she squirmed and twisted, only to hear him say, “CEASE!”

She knew that voice. They had met online in a chat room, and they had even talked on the telephone a few times, but they were basically strangers. The few times they spoke he had hinted at his desires, feeling her out and leading her along to gauge her response. "At last, whore." he said, in that low voice that she knew so well from phone conversations. Everything seemed to stand still. She found herself unable to breathe. Her throat refused to release the breath she had drawn in at the first sound of his voice. He grazed his hand across her hair. Every action seemed to freeze her into total stillness, like a wild animal in a forest.

“Relax, slut,” he chuckled deep in his throat, "...and breathe. I can’t have you passing out on me, now can I?” His words unlocked the tension in her body, and she was able to exhale. He stroked her hair, "Very good, Pet. You know how to listen and obey. This is the first rule of your being submissive to me." He grasped her hair and yanked her head up. "Look at me to acknowledge your Dom, whore. I am going to briefly remove your gag, and you will greet me as I will teach you what is proper.” He pinched and eased the rubber ball out of her forced lips, seeing the threads of drool. His erection swelled. She raised her eyes and whispered, "Yes, Sir."

She concentrated on slowing down her pulse and breathing. She could draw the breath in, but she would lock up on expelling it. What she couldn't understand was how much this played into control and release, and how much of her action was under the domain of this man. His physical presence in the small enclosed space was having a definite effect on her. Her nipples were straining at her skimpy top and she knew her silk skirt must be showing a wet spot from her excitement.

For what seemed the longest time, he was reaching over her prone form and touching her somewhere new: her forearm straining behind her back, running his finger above the strap of gag leather on her cheek, the knuckles of his hand brushing the tops of her tits. When he would touch her, he would voice what he was doing: teaching the slut to learn to respond to the sound of his command. There would be times she would be blindfolded, and he needed to heighten her sense of sound so she could obey without thinking.

Every touch felt like a shock that made her nipples harder. Her heart was racing. Her cunt was wetter. He heard the smallest moan of disappointment escape her suppressing lips each time he withdrew the contact. She needed to learn the discipline of not getting what she wanted. Limitations must be set. Without warning, he slid his fingers up under her skirt and fingered her clit. "Cum, my little whore. Cum for your Master.” Her cunt spasmed immediately at his words, releasing a gush of wetness.

Her muscles grew rigid and ached at the strength of the orgasm that was ripping through her body. She found her moans deepening into grunts, a sound she had never heard before. “Cumming while bound. You truly are a cum slut, aren’t you? “ She knew she had pleased him, yet she blushed deeply. A slight smile flitted across his face. “After talking to you from a distance, I have waited a long time to see that with my own eyes."

"Are you ready to give your Dom pleasure, Whore?" He started to untie the rope only to retruss her to a pipe, with her arms stretched high above her head. "Hold your head high, Slut. Be proud that you will receive my cock. Stand up straight, and on the tips of your toes. Earn the right to suck me." She had to wait for what seemed like an eternity. She knew she couldn’t turn her head, but she listened to his footsteps cross the room and go up the stairs. How long would this torment and strain last? She didn’t know, but she knew she dare not try and get away or squirm her wrists from the rope. What seemed like hours later, but was probably only a brief span of time, the Dom returned, and he stood in front of her. His hand lifted her chin to look sternly into her eyes.

Her body and soul quivered with pleasure at the edge of command in his voice, "Unless given express permission, you are not to speak. Nod if you understand this." She eagerly nodded her head. "Very good, Slut.. I am going to untie you, and you will obey me. Now, spread your legs and place your hands behind your head. Stand up straight!" A flicker of appreciation gleamed in his eyes at her instant compliance.

He began to slowly circle her body, touching her here and there: a fingernail raked up her spine, fingertips circled lightly on her ass cheeks, her nipples rolled between thumb and forefinger. She felt a sharp sense of loss each time a touch stopped, even as her body tensed in anticipation, wondering where the next touch would land. Her breathing became labored; her heart raced; her nipples tightened; her face flushed a dusky rose.

Soft muffled whimpers escaped from her, as she tightly pressed her lips together, knowing that she must not speak. Moisture was reforming between her legs. He knew it. His even, steady gaze caused her to shudder as it noted each of her reactions to his every touch. He sensed the straining in her muscles as she writhed under the awkward commanded posture. “Kneel, Whore, and prepare to receive my cock. You will take my entire cock into your mouth, but I absolutely forbid you to suck it. Do you understand me, Whore?”

Her pupils dilated as she tilted her head and open mouth to receive the rigid cock. "Yes," He murmured to himself, "exactly as it should be." As the cock entered her mouth, she wanted to cry out, “OH,” but she choked it back. "Did you say something, Slut?" His eyes held cold fire and his voice could cut with a single word. She looked up at him fearfully, shaking her head rapidly. "Very good. I did not think so. I should hate to be forced to punish you so early. That wouldn't please me at all."

Her knees were sore from rubbing on the bare wood of the floor. She felt an intense longing to lean just a bit more; to take his entire cock into her mouth and suck wildly on it, but she remained consciously aware that he had not given permission for this. The stab of loss when he pulled the glistening cock out of her mouth was more than she could bear. Yet she heard him murmur, "Such a good Pet. Such an obedient Slut." She sternly reminded herself of her purpose: It was to serve his needs. It was to fulfill his desires.

When he wanted her to suck his cock and release his cum he would chose the time. She consciously willed herself to kneel with ramrod straightness and vowed not to disappoint him by disobedience. As if he could read her thoughts, he stared deeply into her eyes, "Excellent decision, Pet." Her mind went numb. She was so quickly addicted to his praise and approval. Where did this power come from? She knew it was forbidden to speak without permission, but she gasped out, "I belong to You, Sir." He leaned into her ear and growled, "Yes. All of you belongs to me, Cum Slut.” She buckled at the thought. “Now show me how you can suck my cock until I splash my cum across your face.” “Show me,” he whispered.