Bratty Girls Know You’re So Addicted.

One lucky slave I wish i was in her place so bad 🚽🙇🚾

Looks like your days of being a real man are over.

I love the way you write, and since I saw that someone mentioned it there, I would also like to see something with Blake Lively in the leading role

You were breathing heavily as a guard kept you pinned down, one hand constantly pressure on your balls to keep you compliant.

You had no idea why you got jumped, you loved it here, naked, collared and fully owned by Mistress Lively.

"Tut, tut, tut, Y/N. I can't believe you of all people would try the sneak away." Blake calmly spoke to you.

"Do not say a word." She firmly added when you opened your mouth to refute her claim filling your body with nerves. You actually got a little scared. You had never felt her wrath as you loved being here for the training she had offered you a while back.

She squatted down in front of you. "Why would you disappoint me like that." She said with a hit of sadness in your voice. When whimpered a little the guard covered your mouth.

"Take him to my room, I will punish him myself." She addressed the guard.

"Yes, Miss Lively." The guard replies and the women slide a gag into your mouth, before locking a leash onto your collar.

A little while later you find yourself in Mistress Lively's personal quarters, tried securely to a St. Andrews Cross facing the wall. You stood there by yourself for a while before Blake came inside and locked the door behind her.

"I truly am disappointed in you. You were my favorite from the moment I took you in." She reiterated her displeasure in your apparent escape.

You heard her footsteps get closer and closer. You whimpered, still gagged and blindfolded and as soon as her footsteps stopped you ass was struck hard by a riding crop repeatedly and without mercy.

You screamed atop of your lungs as a hellish pain descended on you. After she was done you were a sobbing mess. You barely registered her footsteps as she put the crop away.

Then she cautiously undid your restraints after which you quickly turned around and collapsed to the floor, you grabbed onto you her and went on a whimpering rant, still fighting the pain you never once considered running away from her.

You loved her, you loved this place, her training and guidance, her complete and utter control.

It gave Blake a moment of pause after you finished your heartfelt confessing. Your stare looked so pure and she realized you were not lying. It seems you were finally just comfortable enough to parade your naked body with shame anymore.

You whimpered a little when she pushed you back. Then she got on your knees in front of you and pulled you into a loving embrace.

"I am sorry, Y/N." Was all she said as she just held you. You cried for a while in her arms until you calmed down and she shuffled back.

"I am sorry I judged you so quickly, Y/N. You have really wormed your way into my heart so the notion of you trying to escape..." She confessed.

"Right now I am filled with happiness and regret. I'm happy to know you are utterly devoted to me and I regret my actions toward you today." She continued.

"I accept your apology, Mistress. Nothing would make me happier to be your personal submissive." You replied. Blake got a sly smile, grabbed the leash that was still attached to your collar and stood back up.

"It's settled then." She purred before giving a little tug.

"You are mine." her words drummed deep into your soul and your whole body started buzzing. The pain was quickly washed away by a flood of submissive pleasure that surged through your body and your caged cock was throbbing like mad.

"Does a taste of my pussy sound good to you, my sweet pet?" She asked you in the most sultry tone you've ever head.

"Y.yes, Mistress!" You replied following her toward her bedroom for the first time of many, many more times as her loyal submissive.

You’re disgusting spit face

Quarantine Cucky (pt. 2)

After hours of teasing and having her mind melted I looked at my wife completely defeated and in a puddle at our bull’s feet. He sat back on the couch and smiled while sipping on his cocktail. I couldn’t help but feel a little “Now you understand 1/100th of what I’ve gone through.”

Our bull looked over at me sitting in my chair and said, “Your call, Cuck. Does she cum, or do you?” She looked over at me with a sharp glance. “How long has it been for you?” I sat there quietly for a second and muttered, “47 days.”

He took another sip while saying, “Ah shit...” she looked over at me again and our bull said, “Cuck, you have ten seconds or neither of you cum.” I looked at her in the eyes and I could see how much I was going to pay if I chose to cum, myself. I couldn’t help it. 47 days. I finally squeaked out, “... me...” He said, “What?!” I said a little louder, “Me, I want to cum.” She sat on her knees and put her hands on them and basically yelled, “FUCK.”

Our bull laughed and said, “Damn... bold Cuck, I’ll say.” He told my wife to get up. She was so sweaty and sexy... he told her to come over to me. Her key necklace was gleaming now more than ever. He told her to take off my cage and make me cum. She walked over and looked in my eyes as she grabbed my nuts hard. She then purses her lips as she got down on her knees to unlock me. It took her a minute to get my cage off and she wasn’t gentle. She pulled the whole thing off and then I felt a crushing grip on my balls. I crumbled to my knees. She whispered in my ear, “You asshole. This is going to hurt.”

She squeezes my nuts incredibly hard and I fell down to my hands and knees. She adjusted to where she was on her knees next to me and her one hand was gripping my balls from under my ass. She continually squeezed my nuts as her other hand gripped my cock hard and started ruthlessly jacking me off. The way she had me gripped I knew I couldn’t move to another position.

The crushing of my nuts and the brutal fashion that she was basically “milking” my dick was not exactly what I’d had in mind when I said, “yes.” I felt her grip on my balls getting tighter and tighter. I finally felt the point of no return approaching. I honestly wanted it to be over. I was so excited. 47 days and this was going to be glorious.

All of a sudden... I felt her right hand release my cock completely. I should’ve known this was coming but I didn’t even think about it. I didn’t think she’d gone far enough. I thought I’d be able to keep it from being ruined. She gripped my balls so tight I collapsed with my face in the carpet.

I felt it tip. My hopes of a glorious orgasm collapsed into a blubbering heap of a terrifically ruined orgasm. I started shaking and partially bucking due to the horrible sensation... her grip on my balls kept me grounded. All of a sudden it was like a faucet had been opened and load after load of cum came streaming out of my cock. I hadn’t realized Lindsey had put her right hand under my cock and it was largely flooding into her hand.

It finally stopped and I sat there on all fours wanting to cry. She leaned closer to my head and said loudly, “Next time, what do you say?!” “You... I’m sorry.” She pulled harder on my balls and said, “What?!” “YOU, MA’AM!!” She let go of my balls and put her hand full of my cum on my mouth. I instinctively opened to start licking and she smeared it all over my face and said, “Don’t wash it off.” She got up and went to wash her hands while our bull laughed his ass off. “Worth it, or nah?” I just sat there quietly. She finally returned with a drink for her and our bull. She sat down next to him and thought she’d be able to relax.

He guided her head down and said, “Show him how you treat a gentleman.” She gave him a slow and beautiful blowjob. My view was her ass and pussy up in the air and his hand on the back of her head bobbing it up and down on his cock. While this was happening he told me to move his stuff to the master bedroom. She stopped and looked at him. He said, “That’s right. That man you just destroyed talked me into staying for a couple of weeks and working from here.” She let out a little gleeful sound and gave him a huge hug. He smiled and hugged her before he guided her head back to his cock. I got up, knees still shaking, and went to move his stuff from where I hit it in the guest room to the master bedroom.

She was not permitted to cum the rest of the night but he did fuck her in bed but came out before she came... she again collapsed in frustration and they lied down next to each other in bed. He had me get up from the side of the bed and suck him until he came. I then cleaned off his cock and made my way to the guest room.

My poor Lindsey went to bed more sexually frustrated than she ever had been. But he did more than make up for it in the days to come.

Your wife handed you over to our correctional facility for 3 months of training and discipline. That was 2 months ago, so you are on your final month with us. However, today she called and said she has changed her mind, and she’s instead filing for divorce. No you don’t get to go free early. Quite the opposite in fact. Since the divorce filing makes you an unclaimed male, your wife gave us the option to claim you, and we exercised that right. That means you are now the legal property of this facility. When you were a married male you had been enjoying the privilege of a mattress and blanket in your cell and three meals a day. Now that you belong to us, we’ll be transferring you to the underground chambers which make this place look like a luxury suite. There will be no limit to the torment and experimentation we can impose on you and no one will ever come to set you free. *sadistic laugh*

Our Sunday morning routine