I have a loyal subject and she, being my willing slave is constantly tested with trials that both amuse me and cause her to be reminded of whom she serves.
For example, this beautiful girl must straddle the toilet every time she pees, she is not allowed the privacy of a door. Anyone can walk by and see her using the toilet in this unconventional way.
She also has to paint the tip of one fingernail bright red. It is a simple but effective mark that she can wear in public. Small enough to be innocuous but she knows. Oh, yes, she knows.
She is only allowed to appear in clothing I provide her. One time I will give her only a thin sundress to wear, with nothing to wear underneath. Showing off her slut-heart and allowing her no modesty. Other times I will dress her in panties and bra that are one size to small. I like those days because she suffers a minor discomfort for me.
Once in a while I dress her as a boy, even going so far as to tuck her hair up under a hat and glue stubble onto her face. Breasts bound tight to her chest and strap on dildo in her pants. She follows me around on days like that, sweating as I make her carry all the purchases I make, open doors, pull out chairs. It is not easy for her to be my boy for a day. And when I get her home I will cuff each wrist and ankle to my four post bed, and fuck her cock. Making puddles of cum on her belly, and dripping down her silicone balls to puddle under her ass. Oh and she will beg and cry for her pleasure.
The only pleasure she is allowed is the pleasure of serving me. Today her orgasm is not to my pleasure, so I deny her one.
At times I will tease my poor kitten and give her a length of rope to wear. I enjoy watching her try to arrange knots artfully into intricate self bondage that is still deemed clothing. Sometimes the greedy slut will make herself panties she can squirm on and others she will make herself a bra.
The hardest thing I do to her (so she tells me) is restrict her language. She is not allowed to speak without my consent, and consent must be obtained daily or she is allowed no sounds. She has spent many a mute day unable to express the simplest request, because she slept later than I am was unable to obtain consent before my day started.
On the days she is given consent to speak there are always restrictions. Today she is not allowed to use any words that contain the letter E. Asking for anything is very difficult when restricted this way, and she can not even call me Empress as she usually would. Her sentences tend to be "Loving You, may I dish food for you?"
She can be very creative at figuring it out.
And when she is an amazing slave and spends a predetermined length of time pleasing me in every way I choose she is rewarded.
Her reward was once being the center of attention at a smallish gathering.
I pushed her back against the kitchen table, laying her back so her naked cunt is accessible and her tits and begging to be tortured. She is delicious and I plan on indulging myself and all of my guests. Gloves are on every guests hands. Sharp needles in various gauges are within reach, as are sharp biting clamps, a violet wand, a hitachi, and a first aid kit... just in case.
I tell her to speak her safewords once so all can hear. Then I nod at a cohort and a blindfold is slipped into place. Hands start caressing her body gently stroking and massaging. Working up slowly until there are small pinches and slaps. Her hands are crossed above her head and tied into place, while multiple people spread her legs wide and secure her ankles to the table legs.
The needles come out first and we waste no time pushing needles through tender nipples. The tips of which are firmly stroked as she gasps and squirms. My voice is in her ear at once, "Be still mine, we would hate to slip."
The next to be pierced is her labia, pinching the full lips between finger tips before sliding the needles in.
High pitched moans are coming from her now and I use the clamps to pinch all along her swollen aching clit. She is frozen in place, every muscle of her body is tensed.
My helpers are very eager to make my girl cum but I hold them off a bit longer. Poking at each piercing and wiggling the clips on her clit.
I turn on the magic wand, lowest setting, and arc to each piercing and each clamp, one by one.
My friends are eager to make my girl squirm even more, so the violet want is turned off. They tug each clamp off her clit, withdrawing the needles from her lips. They take turns alternately stroking and slapping her swollen drippy cunt. I know she is near to cumming and I signal them. While one slides fingers inside to press her g-spot another grabs her swollen clit and pulls.
I twist the hypodermics that have pierced her nipples and she screams as she cums, her entire body shaking in the pain and ecstasy of release.
She starts sobbing into her blindfold as the needles are removed and the hitachi is placed between her sopping cunt lips. She is cumming in waves now, blood and cum dripping to puddle under her. Tits being slapped and squished in strong hands.
At last her reward is complete and she is untied, blindfold removed, she is escorted to a warm bath where I gently wash her. The friends have all gone home, and my girl is humming music to herself softly. She is so blissed out, rubbing her pussy with a soft washcloth is enough to make her cry out and cum again. She shudders and I pull her from the tub, wrapping her in fluffy towels.
Tonight she will sleep beside me, I cuddle her close in my arms and we drift off to sleep.
Just as a note to my readers, this was so hot I had to stop halfway through writing it and go masturbate. I love the way my mind works!
Sunday, August 7, 2011
Saturday, August 6, 2011
As Promised, Kinky Book Reports
I made the promise a few months ago to publish book reports on a new collection of erotic literature and here they are.
Justine
I read this book first and I am glad I did, it was filled with flowery language and really required a lot of concentration to be able to get to the depravity of the story.
Justine is the younger daughter of a pair of siblings whose parents meet and untimely end. Her older sister changes her name and becomes a lady of the night in order to survive. Justine, feeling that because of her purity of heart and devotion to religion (note I do not say God) will save her from a life of sexual depravity and selling her body.
She is met many times with disaster and forced into sexual acts and eventually into sexual slavery. She escapes each one of these events, maintaining her trusting nature and immediately thrust back into even more horrendous affairs. The last of which was a teacher who was both beating a raping students and she was to act as a sort of governess.
I won't tell you the end, that would mean you have no need to read it. However if you are not good with reading stories of damsels in distress who never get rescued only raped and beaten, I suggest you do NOT read this book. She believes for the entire length of the story that she is a victim and that God will strike down all the sinners who surround her.
It was not my most pleasant read although the descriptions of the orgies were explicit and detailed. I certainly understand why the Marquis de Sade was considered a heinous fornicator. If Justine had not been forced repeatedly throughout the story but had instead been a "willing victim" I would have found the story much more to my liking.
I would very much like to read the story he constructed regarding her whore sister as I believe I would enjoy the tale immensely, his ability to describe sexual and sadistic scenes was nearly unsurpassed by any modern writer.
I did find some of the sex scenes to be worthy of daydreaming about while I masturbated but honestly I could not get off while actually having the book in my hand. Justine was simply entirely to much of a damsel awaiting a savior for me.
In fact the tale was so fantastical in all the woes this girl suffered that I found myself unable to feel empathy after awhile, it turned to pity and by the end, disgust. I mean really... you trusted another slimeball. It was like watching someone choose the same type of abusive lout for a boyfriend over and over and over. After a while you know that they are incapable of change and it just gets disgusting.
Three Little Birds
What a delightful book filled with tales of the naughty variety.
The book is a vignette of shorts, all sexual based in their manner. There are no gay stories(to my dismay), but there are lesbian stories, tales of voyeurs, polyamory, orgies, exhibitionism and coercion.
I found myself many times wishing there was more to any particular story as it seemed it just got good when they finished it. But then the next story would be a steamy sex scene and I would find myself squirming with arousal and soon masturbating.
Anais Nin's Three Little Birds is definitely for you if you just want to read about the sexcapades and not all the boring bits in between.
Good masturbation fodder.
The Story of My Life, part 1 and 2
This duo is a published journal of a man from boyhood to late adulthood and how his sexuality developed and grew.
I actually really liked the bold language he used saying piss, cunt, and cock liberally through out both books.It seemed quite authentic and while most of his sexcapades seemed rather... vanilla, I enjoyed reading it because it was all from the mans viewpoint.
He was a rather randy man and he would often have sex with two or three different girls in one night with none of the others knowing. He liked coercing virgins to give it up but then would always express disappointment when those girls turned out to be as inspiring as a mud puddle. He would often grow tired of them quickly and preferred girls who had experience and who just liked a good 'ol hard fucking.
I daresay he and I would have gotten along famously! Until I asked him to spank me or I slid a finger into his ass to stroke his prostrate. He may have objected at that!
Seriously, I found myself masturbating quite often during the sex scenes that were described.
By the end of it he seemed to have developed an unhealthy disrespect for women that turned me off. Hence I never finished reading the second book as it started to annoy me and I found myself more often than not disgusted with the author's blatant disregard for the pussy he so gleefully plundered his way through.
On a masturbation scale of 1-10 with 10 being OMG I must fuck a toy now! This book would rate around a 3.
Well that concludes my reviews of erotic literature that no person should be without having read at least once. The classics have officially been covered.
Look for more book reports in the future.
Justine
I read this book first and I am glad I did, it was filled with flowery language and really required a lot of concentration to be able to get to the depravity of the story.
Justine is the younger daughter of a pair of siblings whose parents meet and untimely end. Her older sister changes her name and becomes a lady of the night in order to survive. Justine, feeling that because of her purity of heart and devotion to religion (note I do not say God) will save her from a life of sexual depravity and selling her body.
She is met many times with disaster and forced into sexual acts and eventually into sexual slavery. She escapes each one of these events, maintaining her trusting nature and immediately thrust back into even more horrendous affairs. The last of which was a teacher who was both beating a raping students and she was to act as a sort of governess.
I won't tell you the end, that would mean you have no need to read it. However if you are not good with reading stories of damsels in distress who never get rescued only raped and beaten, I suggest you do NOT read this book. She believes for the entire length of the story that she is a victim and that God will strike down all the sinners who surround her.
It was not my most pleasant read although the descriptions of the orgies were explicit and detailed. I certainly understand why the Marquis de Sade was considered a heinous fornicator. If Justine had not been forced repeatedly throughout the story but had instead been a "willing victim" I would have found the story much more to my liking.
I would very much like to read the story he constructed regarding her whore sister as I believe I would enjoy the tale immensely, his ability to describe sexual and sadistic scenes was nearly unsurpassed by any modern writer.
I did find some of the sex scenes to be worthy of daydreaming about while I masturbated but honestly I could not get off while actually having the book in my hand. Justine was simply entirely to much of a damsel awaiting a savior for me.
In fact the tale was so fantastical in all the woes this girl suffered that I found myself unable to feel empathy after awhile, it turned to pity and by the end, disgust. I mean really... you trusted another slimeball. It was like watching someone choose the same type of abusive lout for a boyfriend over and over and over. After a while you know that they are incapable of change and it just gets disgusting.
Three Little Birds
What a delightful book filled with tales of the naughty variety.
The book is a vignette of shorts, all sexual based in their manner. There are no gay stories(to my dismay), but there are lesbian stories, tales of voyeurs, polyamory, orgies, exhibitionism and coercion.
I found myself many times wishing there was more to any particular story as it seemed it just got good when they finished it. But then the next story would be a steamy sex scene and I would find myself squirming with arousal and soon masturbating.
Anais Nin's Three Little Birds is definitely for you if you just want to read about the sexcapades and not all the boring bits in between.
Good masturbation fodder.
The Story of My Life, part 1 and 2
This duo is a published journal of a man from boyhood to late adulthood and how his sexuality developed and grew.
I actually really liked the bold language he used saying piss, cunt, and cock liberally through out both books.It seemed quite authentic and while most of his sexcapades seemed rather... vanilla, I enjoyed reading it because it was all from the mans viewpoint.
He was a rather randy man and he would often have sex with two or three different girls in one night with none of the others knowing. He liked coercing virgins to give it up but then would always express disappointment when those girls turned out to be as inspiring as a mud puddle. He would often grow tired of them quickly and preferred girls who had experience and who just liked a good 'ol hard fucking.
I daresay he and I would have gotten along famously! Until I asked him to spank me or I slid a finger into his ass to stroke his prostrate. He may have objected at that!
Seriously, I found myself masturbating quite often during the sex scenes that were described.
By the end of it he seemed to have developed an unhealthy disrespect for women that turned me off. Hence I never finished reading the second book as it started to annoy me and I found myself more often than not disgusted with the author's blatant disregard for the pussy he so gleefully plundered his way through.
On a masturbation scale of 1-10 with 10 being OMG I must fuck a toy now! This book would rate around a 3.
Well that concludes my reviews of erotic literature that no person should be without having read at least once. The classics have officially been covered.
Look for more book reports in the future.
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