Foryourdestruction - Destruction

Model caption request: Mistress Cara teases and fucks her chastity slave.

Amanda Cerny Week

The month of January 2023 was a big milestone for the Domme Breakers Club, and one that changed the club for better or worse forever.

Mistress Alice and Goddess Tia applied to join, and knew the risks of such a club. But they also knew the reward, and the club's major weakness: Women who stayed in the Domme Breakers Club were fiercely independent. They trusted no other member, and were in it for their own personal game.

When Alice and Tia joined they were fully aware of this, and used it to their own advantage. The two girls did everything together, had been friends since high school and now had plans to build their own little empire off the back of their incredible skills of seduction and beauty. They worked together, becoming a well oiled machine of power that no individual domme or slave would ever overcome.

When they finally got the invite to the Domme Breakers Club initiation they set their own little plan in motion.

After passing their initiation test, they went straight for the leader of the DBC, Madame Angelica. The two women literally yanked the woman over to a bondage horse and bound her to it. The other dommes looked on, not one daring step in to stop them, their own individual egos making every other domme in the room think only of themselves and the new power vacuum this would create. She demanded anyone help her but Tia stuffed her mouth with a gag and smiled as her final pleas were ignored. Madame Angelica's slave girls, who had been busy serving drinks could only stop and stare as Tia and Alice circled Angelica, toying with their prey.

"Madame Angelica, you are relieved of your command of the Domme Breakers Club and hereby relinquish all control of your slaves and yourself to Mistress Alice and Goddess Tia. We own you now bitch."

Angelica screamed helplessly into the gag. The crowd were silent, they could only watch in curiosity as these two women strutted around the room, but they were far from done.

Angelica was left tied up as the women continued their wicked plan. They walked around the now silent room together, their hungry eyes looking up and down each woman present. None were seen as equal, all were fair game to the women.

Mistress Jennifer was next. The blonde woman was surrounded by the two new members, who expertly pinned her to the wall. She was then pushed into a chair and bound, and before she could even beginning crying for help Mistress Alice had a gag in her mouth.

"We'll come back to play with you later Jenny, we want to torture you the same way you torture your poor slaves."

Mistress Jenny began to panic. These women were dangerous. More so than anyone else realised. And she knew how much she abused her poor slave girls, the fact these women already knew that made her realise how truly in trouble her and the other women were.

Lady Sarah Hewitt, one of the more affluent members of the Domme Breakers Club was used to buying her success. Everyone had a price, and she was quick to sense the danger in these women being able to overpower any individual in the room.

"OK ladies, how much can I offer you to stop this little game?" she asked, pulling out a chequebook.

"Oh silly Sarah" chimed Goddess Tia "we don't need your bribes dummy. We'll take everything you own." With that she was grabbed and dragged to a neearby sofa, bound up and layed down.

"Be a good girl, we'll be back to take all your bank log in details and your cards later."

Mistress Kim, who had only been a member for a few weeks began backing toward the exit. She had a feeling things were only going to get worse as 3 of the most powerful women in the room had been overpowered and bound.

Mistress Alice grabbed her before she could get her hand on the door handle.

"Tut tut, where do you think you're going missy? You weren't even on our list tonight, but seeing as you're so keen to leave we can make a special exception for you."

Kim put up a fight, and lashed out at Alice, yanking at her hair and slapping wildly at the woman's face. She tried to pull away and run, kicking off her heels as she desperately yanked her own arm away from the grip of Mistress Alice. Unfortunately for Kim, Goddess Tia was now behind her, and she quickly held the girl in place, allowing Mistress Alice to recover and begin binding the girl up. They pulled her over to a table and gagged and hogtied the poor girl. Kim began to cry.

"Now everyone, we love this club, but it's about time it had a new change of leadership. Myself and Mistress Alice hereby claim ownership of the club and seize all assets. Please co-operate and bring forward the following members for enslavement: Mistress Ophelia, Lady Victoria, Mistress Zoe and Goddess Rachael. The rest of you are free to continue your duties here as before, and have full permission to use our new slaves and any property they once owned, after all, it belongs to us now." Goddess Tia grinned as the carnage unfolded. Women now grabbed their fellow Dommes, pulling the listed women to the front, 3 or 4 dommes each overpowering the ones named and binding them, hooding and gagging some, leaving others on chairs helpless.

All in all 8 dommes were broken that night. Goddess Tia and Mistress Alice now had 24 slaves under their control. The women were moved to cages that evening, and the majority were prepared for selling to brothels and independent collectors after being broken in fully.

Marked by her

She went to the work today and as always I helped her in the morning with all the routines.

But before getting dressed and leaving she led me to the bathroom, commanded me to get naked and sit in the tub.

She climbed inside too, and I realized what she is up to. I leaned towards her crotch, thinking she wants me to swallow it, but she strongly slapped me in my cheek.

“Down!”, she commanded and I went down, almost lied. She pissed on me, on my face and my hair, on my neck and collar on my breasts, on my stomach. The warm stream doused me.

I looked up at her filling ultimate humiliation and submission. How gorgeous she looked! Then she commanded me to go out of the tub, and said to use my towel to wipe myself. I did it, while she was washing her legs.

Then she said I shouldn’t get a shower whole day, and then she put her clothes on and left. Though I now was dry, I still felt her scent. I put my home clothes on, even dried out my hair with the hair dryer. But I still feel her scent. Even now. It is everywhere.

I had some calls on my work, and of course I was sitting there feeling her scent on me. To be honest, I couldn’t concentrate on work, just the memory of her standing on me, pissing and the flash pain on my cheek from the slap. So perfect, so intense.

I already texted her few times saying how much I love her and appreciate her. She is absolutely perfect. She marked me and made me to feel her dominance even when she is not here.

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The ABCs of Being a Faggot

A good faggot is the product of good education and training. And the foundation of everyone’s education, of course, is the ABCs. Here’s a new alphabet that every faggot should learn:

A is for Ass. A faggot must always be prepared to sniff, eat and lick a Man’s ass — whether it’s clean or dirty, smooth or hairy, dry or sweaty. As a faggot, it’s your duty to be a human asswipe wherever and whenever your services are needed.

B is for Balls. A faggot never neglects a Man’s balls. Fresh from a shower or ripe and sweaty after days without a shower, His sack is your snack.

C is for Cum. Cum is the staple of the faggot diet. Your primary source for sustenance, therefore, should always be seed. It is your lifeblood. Down your throat or in your ass, you need a constant supply of cock snot and must be willing to do whatever it takes to get fed.

D is for Dick. A faggot exists to service and worship dick. Never forget it. His dick is your deity.

E is for Enema. Unless otherwise instructed by his Master, a faggot always must keep his hole in pristine condition: clean, shaved and ready to be used at a moment’s notice.

F is for Feet. Figuratively and literally, faggots live at the feet of real Men. At your Master’s feet, therefore, is where you belong. Furthermore, it’s your duty as a faggot to worship Men’s feet. Stinky, sweaty, dirty, bare, socked — it doesn’t matter. When you’re so commanded, you are to lick, sniff and suck your Master’s feet.

G is for Gangbang. Faggots are ideal for sharing. Even if you belong to just one Master, therefore, you must be mentally and physically prepared to be passed around among Men, who will bond over the experience of sharing your holes.

H is for Hole. Every faggot has two holes, both of which were designed to be used and abused by Men. It is not up to the faggot which hole is used; a Man may choose to occupy — and, if He so desires, ruin — whatever hole He pleases.

I is for Inspection. Faggots are subject to frequent and thorough inspections by Men, who have the right to ensure their faggot meets their standards both physically and mentally. You must be prepared to have every inch of your body examined and prodded during an inspection, and — at the discretion of the Man who is inspecting you — to either thank Him if you receive a passing grade, or to commit yourself to making whatever improvements He deems necessary if you receive a failing grade.

J is for Jerking Off. When they are being used, faggots are not permitted to pleasure themselves, unless given permission to do so by the Man they’re servicing. This includes jerking their fag-dick and cumming; a faggot is not allowed to do either without prior permission.

K is for Kneeling. A faggot’s default position is on his knees. Unless ordered otherwise, a faggot should never stand or sit in the presence of a Man; he should always kneel.

L is for Licking. A faggot must get used to licking, because he will do a lot of it. He will lick his Master’s cock and balls, for instance. He will lick his Master’s ripe shit hole. He will lick his Master’s feet. He will lick up spilled spit, piss and cum from the floor. He may even be required to lick the shit and piss stains from toilets.

M is for Masochism. Faggots are masochistic by nature. They enjoy being used, degraded and abused. It is their place in life. If you’re going to be a practicing faggot, you must get used to the idea that you are less than a Man — perhaps even less than human — and will be treated as such.

N is for Nipples. A faggot must recognize that His Master’s nipples are centers of pleasure, and deserve to be licked and sucked for his Master’s enjoyment. Likewise, he must recognize that his own nipples are centers of pain, and will be used for training or during punishment if so desired by his Master.

O is for Obedience. As a faggot, it’s your duty to obey Men. When they tell you to do something — no matter how humiliating, scary, gross, etc. — you do it. End of story. In the event that you do not obey, you should be ready and willing to receive appropriate punishment for your disobedience, which might range from spanking to solitary confinement to chastity, or anything in between.

P is for Poppers. Many Men love using poppered-up pigs. If your Master is one of them, you must open your nose and inhale from his little brown bottle whenever he presents it. It is your duty to please him, so if he tells you to sniff, you had better sniff long, hard and deep.

Q is for Quiet. A good faggot expresses appreciation to the Men he services with verbal thanks and moans of pleasure. However, there comes a time when every Man demands that a faggot simply shut up and take it. During these times, it’s your duty as a faggot to remain quiet — and to be gagged if you fail to do so.

R is for Restraints. Faggots often must be bound and restrained in order to be of maximum use to the Men they service. As a faggot, therefore, you must not object when your Master breaks out the rope, handcuffs and chains. If He needs you to be immobilized so that He may make optimal use of your fag holes, you must submit. He knows what’s best.

S is for Service. Faggots must have a servant’s heart. Service and enslavement are in your faggot nature; embrace them.

T is for Toilet. “Faggot” is a synonym for “toilet.” As a faggot, therefore, your holes must be available for Men to use as they would any other toilet. That is, as a receptacle for spit, piss, cum, snot, farts and perhaps even shit. Not every Man will choose to use His faggot this way, but if you’re to be a true faggot you must resign yourself to your role as a waste receptacle. If a Man’s body produces it, it is His right to dispose of it in you.

U is for Underwear. Unless otherwise instructed, faggots are not allowed to wear underwear — or any clothes, for that matter — in the presence of Men, as their holes must be as available and as accessible as possible. The only exception is a jockstrap; because it does not block access to a faggot’s cunt, a jockstrap is an acceptable fag uniform.

V is for Vibrator. As a faggot, your hole should be constantly occupied. When it is not filled with cock, then, it should be occupied by a vibrator or another anal toy — a dildo, perhaps, anal beads or a butt plug.

W is for Whore. Faggots are whores. Remember this. If you find yourself feeling ashamed or embarrassed or regretful of your fag activities, remind yourself that you are a whore. The knowledge that you are fulfilling your God-given purpose in life should be comforting, such that you can continue your mission of sexual servitude.

X is for X-ray. Remember that Men have the equivalent of X-ray vision when it comes to spotting pigs and whores. If you’re a faggot, they will see it and they will know it. There is no use pretending to be a real Man, therefore. You might as well give in and accept your true identity as a faggot, because everyone around you already sees it and knows it — even if you yourself are trying to deny it.

Y is for Yes. As in, “Yes, Sir,” which is the only phrase a faggot should know how to say.

Z is for Zoo. It’s no accident that many faggots identify as “pigs,” “otters,” “cubs” and “pups.” If they weren’t so useful to Men out in the real world, faggots would likely be kept in a zoo alongside the real pigs and pups. If you ever feel the urge to talk back to a Man, therefore, or to demand equal treatment from one, stop and remember that you’re really just another animal; the Man is doing what’s good and right by trying to domesticate you so you may live alongside him in society instead of in a zoo.