Pain sluts get what they deserve, especially on Christmas. Yesterday I got the beating of my fucking life, and I can’t even begin to explain to you how soaking fucking wet it made me. Just the thought of it, right now, has my pussy pooling beneath me, all through my panties and all over my chair. I was hung up, strung up with Christmas lights in a sensual shibari that left me with deep, dark bruises dappled all over my body. Master painted a masterpiece all over my petite, young body with his favorite flogger.
I whimpered, and screamed, and begged for more and more lashes as Master rained a December fury down on my snow white skin. Black leather bit into me, and I was begging for him to please fuck me. Running the handle of the flogger through the pathetic pool of my needy juices, causing me to squirm and beg for him to fuck me with that toy. He grinned at me, and pulled out his massive cock. Master was going to fill me up alright, just like the little fuck toy whore I truly was. Master was going to force me to take every inch of his throbbing cock while he still flogged my pert tits. I was in heaven, and even today, the soreness of my body has my cunt begging for more.
I think that I may have actually come up with the best New Year’s resolution I’ve ever had. This year, I want to be abused by a very specific man. I need to be shown my place, I need to be reminded that I’m just a stupid submissive bitch and nothing that I say or think matters. I need to be reminded that I’m just a piece of fuck me, just fuck holes with legs, they can perform other service tasks. I need to be reminded that I’m worthless. How does that fit in with my New Year’s resolution? I’m out to find the perfect master. I’m finally ready to be collared, and I’ll do whatever it takes to make that happen. No matter what you need, no matter what humiliation you will need to put me through, I’ll do it if it means I have a shot at being your collared Payne slave.
I’ll be your little accomplice, if you’re AP daddy and you like to abused little angels. Maybe you need me to bring you a little play toys; I’d be more than happy to hunt the streets for the perfect little fuck slut for you master. Maybe it’s me that you want to abuse, and I would never tell you no to hurting me. Anything that brings me pain brings you pleasure, and anything that brings you pleasure fulfills my meaningless existence.
New Year’s is cumming faster than me what I’m getting the shit beat out of me. It’s a joke, because getting physically abused makes my cunt drip. I’m a true submissive pain slut, and I’ll do anything to get those endorphins released when I get my ass whooped. Whether it’s by hand, baseball bat, paddle, flogger, whipped, or belt, I’m always ready to take a beating. I like suspension play, and extreme fucking bondage. You can count on me to say yes to an Anal Hook. In fact, you honestly could probably count on me to say yes to almost anything you asked for. I’m here to serve you, not to deny you. I’m here to give you exactly what you crave.
If you crave my screams, I’m more than happy to provide. If you need me to beg for you to stop bruising and blistering my skin, that’s what you’re going to get. Maybe you need me to beg for more, because you and I both know that I am in insatiable masochistic bitch. Maybe I’m pleading for you to fuck me, because my pussy is so wet that I just can’t stand not being filled with your perfect cock any longer. What do you crave? I’m feeling generous today.
His intentions were clear; Master was going to pick a decent Alpha for me so that I could be bred. He decided my young body was ready to start my descent into my new filthy whore life as a submissive PMommy. Master was breeding some other bitches he kept so that we could all learn together how to be the best caregivers and raise the perfect little play things. We all know how much Master adores slutkin fuck dolls to play with, especially right after lunch. He’s told us, time and time again, he likes to digest his mean with his fingers inside an innocent fuck puppet. I am more than honored to be chosen to make some new toys for Master.
He tied me, forcefully, to the freezing cold breeding bench. My arms and legs were cruelly bound to the icy bench, and I found myself basically immobile with my ass raised up and my legs spread. Whomever the bull was that Master chose for me was going to have perfect, direct access to slide his fat fucking cock directly into my soaking wet submissive cunt. I heard the door open, and Master took his seat right by my ass. He had another of his whores in his lap, riding his cock. He was going to cum to the sight of me getting drilled by this superior Alpha cock.
I felt it, that massive cock stretching out my soaking wet cunt. He slid into my hot, tight little pussy in one motion, slowly but never stopping until I was absolutely stuffed full of him. I couldn’t help but moan, and Master grinned, pleased with my reaction. That massive cock slammed into me again and again, fucking me like the pathetic submissive whore I am. I couldn’t help but cum again and again all over that throbbing monster. I couldn’t go anywhere, I was tied too tight. When he finally blew his load into me, I was screaming and begging for no more. I couldn’t handle it, I couldn’t cum again. But I did. I came one last time as he dumped his whole sticky cum load deep in my fertile submissive cunt.
Master says I have to find a new man to please. He’s frustrated with my high pain tolerance, so he’s sending my off to any other sadistic fuck to beat the living shit out of me. He says I must endure that until I learn my place. Here I am, going door to door like the dumb fucking whore that I am, propositioning men. I’m begging them to bind me, and make me submit to them. I’ll gladly be their verbal and physical punching bags. It brings be so much pleasure when I get used like the stupid pain slut I am. My cunt gets so wet, and getting my ass whooped, or whipped, is honestly the only thing that could possibly make me cum; unless Master commanded me to cum, in which case I am helpless to disobey.
Yes, he’s trained me to cum on command. The magic words are “Cum, slut.” And I start gushing like a geyser. It’s pathetic, but so sexy when we’re out in public and he whispers those two little words in my ear. I’m not quiet when I cum, either. Anyone who happens to be around us knows exactly what’s happening to me. They know I’m being used like the fuck toy I am, and that’s absolutely humiliating to have to endure. But, I would do anything for Master. So please, won’t you beat the fuck out of me and teach me my place as a pain slut slave?
Master teaches a BDSM class at the local library on Thursday nights. This past week, he brought me along to assist him with a demonstration. Tonight’s topic was one that made me break out in a sweat, and my submissive little cunt drip; whipping. I love the way Master kisses me with his nine tail leather whip. He’s never gentle, and always quite precise with his blows. It drives every inch of me absolutely wild to be at his sadistic mercy.
The stage was set, a raised platform in the center of some chairs. Many chairs, in fact. Up on the dais was a St. Andrew’s Cross, and he nodded at it expectantly. I was dressed in nothing but high heels, which thankfully meant he couldn’t be whipping or caning the bottoms of my feet tonight. I trotted over, obedient, to the cross, and let him strap me up. My view was of the cross alone, my head with no movement. I heard the room fill, and Master started to speak.
He explained the basics of the Saint Andrew’s Cross, and the use of the whip to stimulate the senses and generate orgasms through pain. I was dripping visibly already, as he came and used the whip handle to play in my wetness. I moaned involuntarily, humiliated. Then, Master started to whip me; hard. He worked over my body with such precise aggression, I was moments away from cumming. Master completely lacerated my entire back, my thighs, my ass, my tits. He let the whip bite me again and again. And, again and again, I came from the pain.
I serve in all aspects of the lifestyle; as the perfect submissive whore, I am of course, Master’s secretary as well. The entire office is aware I belong to him. He dresses me each morning like a provocative whore, and when I displease him I must run my errands on all fours, crawling around like a bitch. I love pain, but I also love being of service to Master in everything that he needs. Bringing him lunch, ironing his pants, scheduling his meetings, and draining his balls every time he asks, which is almost every hour.
He calls me into his office, and I know by the tone in his voice that I need a spanking. I bend myself right over his knee, and lift my skirt. He gives me a bare bottom spanking delicious enough to make my submissive cunt drip all over him. Then, Master always wants me to drain his cock right into my mouth. I get on my knees, and suck his thick cock so fucking good, letting him face fuck me. I swallow Master’s cock whole, eagerly slurping up those hot steamy cumloads. I love Master, and I love serving him like the perfect little whore that I am.
My Master loves to humiliate his submissive whore, so he regularly rents my young, hot cunt out to filthy old perverted politicians and other men in power. I’ve fucked and been fucked by bigger names than you would even believe. I hate their viagra chugging asses, but I suck their cock and beg for more, because I would do absolutely anything for Master. Nothing makes me wetter than knowing what I’m doing or allowing to be done to me is making him hard. It drives me crazy letting those nasty old men touch my young, hot body, and not in the good way. It’s gross and I hate it, but I let them finger fuck me for the money.
I ride those old, leather faces day in and day out, pretending to cum on them. Some of the men, I do have to say, really do make me cum. Master likes those men the best, and makes them pay extra for getting some of my actual cum in their beards and mouths. Master is sadistic, and I love it. Sometimes he flogs me while I ride their cocks, or humiliates me while I try to jack those old soggy cocks off. When Master finds I’m soaking wet later, I can almost guarentee it’s because of what he was doing to me and not because of those perverted old politicians fucking my cunt.
It isn’t like me to try and show off, but this sexy ass man down at the bar had me needing to show him exactly what a little fucking pain slut I was. I climbed my way up onto the stage, and danced on that pole while I let another bitch beat me with a soft leather flogger.
I knew he liked what he say; my sexy little hips swaying, my perfect tits begging to be branded on a sadistic whim. He knew what I was when he saw me. He approached me, slapping me hard in my face before bringing me in for a kiss. He has split my lip, so when he kissed me we could both taste my desire to be beaten.
I follow him home, like a little lost puppy bitch. He makes me his, owning every inch of my body in a cosmic collision of both pleasure and pain. What he does to me is beyond anything I’ve ever had; whipping, and branding, and knife play, and beating all while edging and petting my sweet pussy. He doesn’t neglect an inch of me. This week, he says he’s renting me out. I’m ready to be used by a Master with a different hand. Needing a whore, M’lord?
Anal hooks drive me fucking wild, especially when they aren’t lubricated; make me your fucking pinata. I’m a pain slut in the highest form, and nothing makes me cum harder than knowing that the way you’re hurting me is making your cock rock hard. My goal is to make you cum hot loads to the sounds of my screams, of me begging for more. I’ll never ask you to stop.
I’m a good girl, trained to be the perfect submissive fuck toy. Yes Master, please Master, let me serve you. Let me show you the exact obedience a well trained bitch will give. I’ve got fuck holes for your use, Master, and it would be an honor for you to slide your cock or fist into any of them. I’ll stay nice and wet for you, asphyxiate on your cock for you, brand and burn my own skin for you.
I’ll show you how a perfect pain slut behaves, Master. Each morning, I’ll greet you on my knees with your favorite whip or flogger in your hand. You can turn me black and blue while you eat. Take my by my hair, and kick me in the face. Slice along my thighs, and get raging hard from the tears falling from my little bitch eyes. You love to hurt me, and I live to be your whipping girl. Take me now; the power is yours.
