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Slave Leigh describes how her intense training by Master during the week shaped her sexuality.

I writhed and clenched my legs together fighting the urge to play with myself. I knew my energies needed to go
mastersinto my daily and personal tasks. Instead, from dawn-to-dark, my schedule was filled with a list of tasks to accomplish to become Master’s personal fuck slave.

The naughty words scribbled upon my bare breasts and pussy tormented me into believing that perhaps they were true. However, to my surprise, as the week carried on, the words were worn as a badge of honor.

At the same time, I feared that I had become nothing more than his personal fuck plaything. A slut that craved her Master’s impure thoughts.

My nipples continually stayed erect and begged for attention frequently.  Movie clips of me fucking myself, wearing nipple rings, my shaved pussy and such were common and frequent throughout the day.

…to be continued

Will Master raise the bar and expect to expand Leigh’s sexuality by pushing her further out of her comfort zone?

Slave Leigh shares her insight on her whore training by Master.breast bondage

Last night Master’s filthy mind was prepared with an over-sized agenda of what our training would entail.  His expectations were firmly stated, and I was recruited to serve his needs.

The grand finale being that my pussy would receive a repeated pounding that it so desperately craved.

Tell Master who owns those tits…”

Visions of my bondaged breasts from earlier in the day drifted in my thoughts.

“You like how Master had you out in public with your nipples rubbing against your shirt today…didn’t you?”

…to be continued

 

 

Were Master’s filthy ways building Leigh to become his insatiable cum fuck whore?

Slave Leigh shares how Master marks his territory with cum.

Master wiped his slippery pre-cum onto my small pink lips with his fingertips.  His round pattern and his blue eyes watched my reaction intently as he did so. cum 2

“Sensational…” he remarked as he finished.  I must admit, I’ve never had this done before and it was quite a surprise, yet it also was a turn on.

You like having my cum in your mouth…don’t you?”

After that, he drew me in for a deep kiss, while holding my chin.  The kiss pushed the cum all over my tongue and the flavor was uniquely Master’s.  I felt my rock hard nipples brushing against my t-shirt

“You like having my cum in your mouth, don’t you kitten?”  I nodded my head in approval.

He continued to milk his cock and then swipe the precum off of the tip of his dick several times and repeated his little game of covering my lips…

 

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Will Master like that Leigh beat him to the taste or will she endure discipline for her swift choice to taste her cum first?

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Leigh prepares for Master to fuck the depths of her mouth and perhaps other places.

My obedient powder blue eyes glance up to Master as I shuffle on my knees with my wrists twined in front of me.cum on tongue

“Do you like how Master has tied your hands and has left you with only your mouth to please?”

Show Master how much you like to suck his cock”

While slipping into a fuzzy subspace, I hear his throaty voice and the pinch of the clit-clamp in sync with his words. An embarrassed giggle surfaced for not paying closer attention.

“That was a question.  Would you appreciate that?” he says while holding my chin and making direct eye contact….

…to be continued

 

Is an ass fuck really what Leigh wants?  Can she find a way to redirect Master’s idea or will she endure the wrath of her Master?

 

Slave Leigh describes how Master decides to share her with another Master.

My senses were restricted with a soft black blindfold and scratchy twine around my wrists and ankles as Master prepared to share me.  I wiggled my body around to make myself comfortable on the bed.  With mychocolate shared slave legs spread wide open, smooth pussy exposed,  I felt vulnerable.

I waited for Master to coat my nipples and pussy in creamy peanut butter and drippy sweet smelling chocolate.  That was his plan.

“Tell me who is the slut?”

“That would be me Master” I said, unsure that I liked his choice of words.

“That’s right kittten.”

It was a dizzying and a strange dark existence as the blindfold created a surge of fear for the unknown. I wondered what sort of Master he enlisted to accomplish this task.

nipple pic ooooI heard his footsteps coming near the bed. He placed an unexpected warm chocolate kiss on my lips and dragged his finger over my erect wet clit and massaged the creamy stuff around in circles….

…to be continued

Can Leigh go through with this task without finding a way out?  Who is this man that Master is sharing Leigh with?

Slave Leigh is summoned to fuck herself with a hefty cucumber despite her resistance.

Little did I know that my joke about the splendid size of a cucumber to my friend would result in a mind blowing fuck session. cucumberIndeed, that is exactly what happened at the direction of Master.

Straight from the chilly refrigerator, I feared it was obnoxiously brisk. Instead the firm, rounded end, soothed my steaming hot clit and massaged it into a preorgasmic frenzy.

“Who owns that pussy Kitten?…tell Master….he wants to know.”

“Master owns this pussy” I replied,  shivering with thrill as the cucumber danced upon my bulging  fuck button.  Its warty surface rubbing against my pussy sent waves of delight.

“That’s right.  Now fuck yourself” he ordered….

to be continued

 

Will Leigh use the cucumber that gave a good fuck in her salad later that afternoon or will she discard it after training?

 

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Submissive Leigh is warmed by the Thanksgiving holiday and decides to write her Master an affectionate note to celebrate the 28th day of November.

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Dear Master,

First, I wanted to wish you an absolute terrific holiday. Secondly, I have detailed out 28 reasons why I am thankful that you are my Master.

1. Waking up in an aroused stupor while anticipated the flavor of your cum.  Knowing that every time my mouth were full, you would surely say, “swallow.” 

2. You think I’m pretty even when I am not at my best.

3. The thought of pleasuring your balls and ass to your satisfaction.

4. My rock hard nipples upon hearing your voice.

5. Knowing that if you wanted to fuck my ass Master…that I would not have a choice in the matter.

6. The way you affectionately call me “kitten.”bad cock whore

7. The suspense of having my ass smacked by your strong hand.

8. The unpredictable nature of your orders.

9. For pushing me past my limits and safely returning me….

…to be continued

Will Master appreciate Leigh’s letter of thanks and treat her to multiple orgasms or will her efforts go left without notice.

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Leigh is ordered to masturbate at work by her controlling dominant Master.

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It was late at night and I ended up staying at the office to meet an urgent deadline, forgetting about my dominant Master’s needs. There were several other staffers finishing up their projects as they walked about the office to the coffee machine. I was interrupted by Master’s phone call.  He inquired about me taking a break from my project to serve him.  

…tell Master who the cum slut whore is?

I resisted politely and eventually not long after that, I was opening the heavy door to the dark conference room just down the hallway from my desk.  The large window at the far end of the room faced the dimly lit parking lot.  I kept the lights turned off to ensure that no one would notice me using the room.

“Pull down your pants” said Master as the clunky door closed itself behind me.  I gasped in pure shock over his request.  I wanted to question his judgement, but instead I obeyed as I pressed my back against the door.  With pants dropped around my ankles, I slid down the surface area of the door and sat down with my legs spread apart.  The cool air amplified the growing wetness between my legs.

“Play with your nipple” he instructed.  My fingers searched and immediately found my erect nipple.  There seemed to be a strong love affair going on between Master’s voice and my throbbing nipples.  The sensation of my touch ignited my desire to experience more pleasure and frolic.

“Now, slowly rub your clit…real light” said Master’s gruff voice…

…to be continued

Can Leigh contain herself enough to not alert other staff members of her about to be exploding orgasm?  

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Leigh learns an important lesson about her pussy from her dominant Master’s perceptive ways.

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‘Master will never know if I skip a day here or there without shaving my pussy’ I thought to myself as I hurried along in the shower this week.  Especially, since Master was not keeping track of this aspect of my appearance this week.

It wasn’t a ploy to deceive a dominant such as him, but, a few hairs could wait was my thought.  I’ll admit, being fully shaven was one of our “rules” to assure that nothing was hidden from Master’s view.

On Friday evening,  I parked myself in front of the laptop and decided to surf youtube.

 The warm water and sharp razor strangely aroused me in anticipation of what was to come.

Almost instantly Master the barrister appeared, “Where have you been?” he asked.

“It’s been real busy and I was half expecting to hear from you Master” I waited in anticipation of his words to decipher his mood.

He dismissed my remark and responded with, “How is your nipple training going?  I want your nipples lactating.  Do you understand?”

“Ummm…sort of…” I replied.

“Sort of?” he replied sounding annoyed.

“There were a few days that I did not train my nipples Master.” His cold silence was of concern.

Finally, he spoke, “What about your pussy? Is it clean shaven for me?”

“I was planning on doing it later today,” I said attempting to disguise the fear in my voice.

“Now!” said Master, indicating that he wanted my pussy bare immediately.

“Right now? At this exact moment?” I inquired surprised.

“Yes, you will take a picture before you shave and send that to me now. I will be right here waiting.  Next, gather your supplies and shave your pussy smooth.”

I  hustled to gather items needed to shave. With my phone tucked between my ear and shoulder, I provided a narrative to Master as I went about completing the training….

to be continued

 

Can Leigh stay off of Master’s radar for her missing assignments or will he intuitively know when she has not done what she was supposed to do?  

 

Submissive Leigh finds herself lost in pleasure at the skillful mercy of Master.

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It wasn’t long after my alarm clock sounded, that a submissive such as myself was thrust out of bed and instructed to sit on top of a dildo.

I fucked it like a wild animal in heat. All of this was quite unexpected as I had just been lying in my warm bed slowly waking and going through the days events in my mind.

Swiftly, in whooshed Master’s message and inquisition, “what are you wearing?” he asked.

“The feel of my soft fingertips pressing on my growing clit aroused and fed my inner slut.

Shortly after his question, I was feeling the cool air upon my undressed skin. Cold enough to alert my rosy nipples and to bring about bumps to my flesh. I promptly assumed my role of Master’s cum whore slave, complete with a pink leather collar. 

“Touch your clit with your fingertips” his gruff testosterone voice directed, ” tell me if you are wet.”

I reached down to discover that I am drenched in warm slick wet pussy juice…

…to be continued

Can Leigh find the courage to tell her Master that she daydreams of what he would be like in person?   Is she turning a corner and craving her skillful Master’s ways?