Lately my Sire has been having me be more of a complete whore. My clothing choices have been narrowed down by my Sire. He does spoil me when it comes to clothing, but everything must meet His standards. Lately He has enjoyed me answering the door in the sluttiest outfits He could find. Because of this, He has been extra generous with His online shopping for me. It seems every day there is a new package at O/our door. He makes sure to require a signature upon delivery. He also has installed cams all over O/our home so that He can watch me through out the day, as well as the look on the faces of the people who deliver the packages.
He also has a wicked sense of humor. For the most part I love my Sire’s sense of humor, until it scares me. Then not so much. For instance; last Friday I heard the doorbell and ran to the door. I wasn’t wearing much so I was a bit embarrassed with the outfit choice that Sire had made for that day. I opened the door slowly, before I could get it open all the way it was forced open. I jumped back ready to run for O/our gun safe. The next thing I knew I was being yanked down onto my knees, I was actually crying I was so scared. A cock was placed in front of me, then forcibly pressed into my mouth. I have never been so scared in all my life. The Man said, “So, you are a slut after all.” I stopped crying and looked up. I knew exactly who it was. It was one of my Sire’s friends with whom I had played before. He started laughing, released the grip He had on my hair and I stood up. He walked over to the corner of O/our living room and gave the thumbs up to the camera. My Sire had set the whole thing up. He wanted to see what I would do. He came home early and W/we finished what was started when His friend showed up. I didn’t think it was funny, however, I must do as told, and apparently expect the unexpected from now on.
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