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#2 please 🙏

OK here’s part two. Sorry this one was harder to write, and life got in the way. It was supposed to be posted yesterday. Anyway here we go...

Good Wednesday morning my amazing little cunts. Today is part two of your conversion. You have been abducted and used. You are a bit bruised and beaten, and all of your holes have been well used. Now you have been sent to an auction house. The smell in this industrial building is unpleasant. You see, when it’s not being used to sell humans, it’s used to auction animals for slaughter. Sometimes, those animals are human too, but not today.

You are put on display, with a hundred or so, other cunts. It seems like every gender is represented here. You are unsure how well you will do at auction, when there are so many of you. You are, of course, fully restrained. You have a spider gag in, so you cannot speak, or bite. After all, you aren’t a person anymore, just an object for sale. Free people start to enter the auction house, and hundreds of people touch, fondle, and play with your flesh. Some appear to be judging you for purposes other than sex.....

Suddenly an announcement comes on. Today’s auction has been cancelled. All buyers costs will be refunded, as “The Company” has decided to buy you all. You’ve heard of The Company, and while you’ve only heard rumours, they are frightening, and exciting ones. At least you weren’t purchased as meat...

All of you are loaded into containers. You are packed in with other slaves. You travel for days. Your naked bodies, restrained and gagged, rubbing against each other. You are given water while being transported, but no food. You are hosed down each evening, then packed back in. Sleep is difficult standing up, as there’s no room to sit or lay down. A couple of times, one of your fellow slaves finds a way to get his cock into you. You are nothing here. Like cattle....

Once you arrive at the destination, you are “sorted” some of the slaves are taken off for other purposes. Some are taken directly to serve. You are in a small group that have been chosen for “breaking”.

You are “prepared” by a group of male slaves. They wash you, do your hair nicely, and fuck you hard. Your holes are used over and over for a day. They are not allowed to “hurt” you, but they do a bit. Gagging you on their cocks, slapping you, they are good at what they do. You still haven’t eaten, unless you count all the loads of cum you swallow. You are to be auctioned off, to a “breaker”. They will determine what you get to eat.

You are sent to sleep in a cage, barely big enough for you to lay down. You pass out on its well padded floor. You are awakened and given a final scrub. Your wrists and ankles restrained. A spider gag in your mouth, and a collar around your neck. You are attached to a pole, on a rotating table with four other slaves. You will be number 5 to sell. Each of your fellow slaves is sold to an evil looking person. You are a bit frightened, when the platform rotates you to the front.

A stunningly pretty slave girl displays you to the buyers. She fully exposes your genitals, she tweaks your nipples, she does other things at the request of the buyers. When the bidding starts, there are four people bidding. You have to decide who you would want, it doesn’t matter, as the highest bid will get you, and break you. The little cunt who’s been showing you off, whispers a few details while you look at them.

Buyer 1. This is a large man. He’s tall and muscular, he’s a cowboy. He wears a Stetson, has a gun on his belt, and impressive snakeskin boots. She tells you he’s known to be very hard on slaves. When he breaks one, they are perfect. He will own and use you hard, until you are ready to return.

Buyer 2. This is a huge fat man. He’s pretty disgusting honestly. There’s a sparkle in his eyes, as he looks at you. She tells you that he is known as a Sadist. He will hurt you until you break. Every slave he breaks falls desperately in love with him. She doesn’t know how, only that they are completely broken when he returns them.

Buyer 3. This a woman, who is obviously a slave. She’s absolutely beautiful. She’s standing there naked, except for a collar and a giant horse dildo strap on. Your “guide” tells you that she is owned by a breaker that no one has ever seen, except the ones he has broken. She only knows that, that dildo will be inside you at some point, and that slaves broken by this person, never speak of what’s happened to them. They are not only broken, but no one can make them cum after..... most of them end up, at the farm. She doesn’t know what that means.

Buyer 4. This is another large man, he is a bit older. He looks like someone’s dad. While it’s obvious that he is strong, he looks kind. She tells you that he is also a known Sadist, known for giving pain, humiliation, and breaking slaves minds. He looks so kind, it’s hard to reconcile, until he smiles at you. That’s when you know, he’s the scariest of the 4....

She is fingering you, or stroking your cock, as the bidding progresses. She whispers into your ear, “I know which one you want don’t I fellow cunt?”

Which one do you want? Which one makes your cunt drip? Or your cock throb? Which one indeed.....

VR-Tech claimed their latest immersion suit was state of the art. The experimental neural interface was supposed to be unhackable. That’s what they said.

They were lying.

Sabrina want sure about the tight fitting VR suit, but it was a present and curiosity won out. She had to strip to put the suit on and it clung to her like a second skin. She gasped as the suit ran through its startup sequence and the thousands of tactile receptors caressed her body.

She knew something was wrong the moment she opened her eyes. Instead of the colorful Favreau land she had selected, Sabrina find herself in a strange bedroom. Cursing she triggered the eject, but nothing happen. She tried again, panic growing.

And then she felt it. The suit caressing her body, tiny fingers vibrating and teasing her breasts and crotch. Despite herself she felt her body react, nipples hardening, her sex growing damp as it craved more sensation.

A whimper slipped from between her lips. She couldn’t move at all now and the sensations were getting stronger and stronger. Soon she was going to…

The orgasm swept through her immobilized body leaving her panting and exhausted. But the sensations didn’t stop.

Again and again orgasm ravaged her helpless body.

And then the voice started. It was a whisper at first. A promise of relief and release.

All she had to do was give in and obey.

Relax. Sink. Obey.

Sabrina sobbed as the sensations built again.

Relax. Sink. Obey.

Her mind almost lost to the overwhelming pleasure, she gave in.

Relax. Sink. Obey.

Full wording as written in our contract:

I will gag you anytime, for any reason I wish. I will sometimes gag you just because I like seeing you gagged. I will also gag you as a form of punishment, or a form of control.

If I approach you holding a gag in my hands, you will go silent, swallow, and you will open your mouth as wide as possible to accept the gag into your mouth. You will remain passive and still while I wrap the straps around your head and buckle them in place.

You will never touch the gag with your hands unless it becomes a breathing or choking hazard.

Never attempt to talk while gagged. I absolutely despise hearing anyone trying to talk around a gag and I will punish any intelligible speech. Moans, whines, whimpers and other various animal sounds are allowed and even highly encouraged.

Black Out Lenses

I have just discovered that contact lenses can be used to render someone completely and temporarily blind. I love the concept;

They can’t be yanked away or come loose like a blindfold. They dont cover up the face of a pretty little thing and gosh darn it do they not look intriguing. Talk about control. You could bring your girl out on the town and pretend she’s blind. Maybe leave her to stumble around in darkness until she panics. You could put handcuff on her and let her try to get around the house blind for a day like a punishment. You could put them in and let her service a number of men without her ever knowing who they were.  Here is a video of a girl, wearing them, being used. Sold here, here and here.  All that I am lacking now is a girl obedient enough to accept me controlling even her sight.

Forced to rim ass

Imagine waking up with your hands tied above your head. Legs spread wide, clothes ripped to shreds or maybe pulled down. You try to blink and look around, but before you can truly realize what’s going on you feel two strong, muscled and hairy legs/thighs land to either side of your face as this stranger gets on top of you.

This man, wearing only a pair of black boxers, presses his crotch against your face as he chuckles. “So the dumb lil whore is awake? I was wondering when you would wake up lil slut.” You try to speak but then suddenly get hit by the strong scent of his boxers. A strong scent of sweat, musk, precum and ballsack. The strong scent of filthy cock~ as the stranger rubs this scent all over your face.

You try to push backwards, move your head to the side. But the man holds you tightly between his legs as he forces you to inhale that dirty scent of dick. He takes off his boxers and pushes his full weight back onto you. Smothering you with his sweaty crotch. Sitting onto your face forcefully as his sweaty hairy balls get pushed into your mouth and his fat cock rubs allll over your face.

“Such a filthy little rape doll. You like this don’t you? The filthy smell of dirty dick. Let me rub my precum alllll over your face. Let me smother you with my filth.”- he says before slapping you in the face with his smelly dick. Pushing his cock into your mouth and holding you down as he skullfucks you for a few minutes~ pumping his dirty dick in and out your mouth. Raping your lips with his scent, taste and hardness.

You try to push away. Sob. Say something. But all sound that leaves your lips is the “glug glug glug glugfggggg” of you choking on his fat cock. Humiliating isn’t it? Being used like this. Facefucked like this. Having him hold your mouth and tongue open and spitting onto it. Letting drool dribble down onto your tongue before pushing his fingers in your mouth to make sure you take his spit in. He’s using you by force. Treating you like filth. And he’s enjoying every fucking second of it.

“Look at your pathetic face. All drooly and messed up. You smell like cock and filth you disgusting little toy. But you think i’m done with you? Oh hell no~”

As you lay down under this strangers crotch, face messy spit and precum. Sobbing and gasping for air. He suddenly lifts himself up again to spread his hairy and sweaty asscheeks and full on sit onto your face. Pushing his ass onto your lips~ “start fucking licking you dirty little ass-slut. You are going to rim and eat my ass until i’m satisfied. And your pathetic cunt is going to get drippy wet because of it too. Understood?!”

You try to struggle but to no avail as he smothers your face with his sweaty and stinky ass. Grinding and humping against your face. Smothering you with his balls and cock as he leans backwards to slap and spank your tits.

“Such~ a~ dirty~ slut! I can smell it you know! The scent of needy pussy! You LOVE getting forced don’t you. You LOVE getting treated like a toy. Don’t fucking lie.”

Just imagine getting roughly groped, touched and played with. You struggle, but get forced down. You push, but he’s too strong. There’s literally no other option for you than to lick his hairy ass. You swirl your tongue around hiss ass, push it inside, eat him out. Your nose buried in his sweaty musk as he just uses your face to grind away.

How filthy is this, don’t you agree? Imagine him grabbing you by the hair and dragging you in different positions. Pushing your face against his hairy ass. Moving your head up and down to force you to slobber over both his ballsack and his assshole. He isn’t even being kind~ or soft. He’s just making you rim his ass~ turning your face in such a sloppy mess. Enjoying every fucking second of it. As your pussy secretly starts dripping from this filthy treatment.

Like it’s dripping right now. Isn’t it? Don’t lie to me. You love the idea of being forced like this. Treated like a horny pathetic slut. Made to rim some sweaty filthy ass, musky big balls and dripping fat cock. You’d love to be used like a toy~ forced to submit. Forced to enjoy this humiliating treatment. Until you happily lick and rim his ass as your pussy gushes with cunt juices. Go on. Play with yourself. Get yourself wet. Make yourself desperate while imagining how it would be to get used like this~

Maybe this stranger will make you eat him out for hours before dumping his thick cum all over your face. Maybe he’ll hold you down and fuck your tits until he covers them in his cum. Maybe he’ll turn you around and forcefully pumps your unprotected pussy full of load after load of hot~ thick~ cum. Are you imagining any of these you needy lil rimjob slut? Or would you prefer it if he took you to a public park~ tied you to a tree and made you rim strangers like the needy slut you are.

Cruel to be Kind

Is it cruel or kind to ruin the male orgasm?

Ruined orgasms make little sense if the male is a dom. He gets pure enjoyment from it, it feels great, and afterwards, he will still be in the proper frame of mind to remain dominant. Nothing is lost in the process.

But what of the submissive male? He has been a good boy all week, so you decide that he deserves an orgasm. You remove his chastity device and tease him into a frenzy. At that moment, he needs to cum so badly, to the point where he would do humiliating things he probably wouldn’t normally do to achieve it. He is as submissive as he will ever be as you decide that you have teased him enough, and you send him crashing over the edge. The only problem is, his submissive feelings crash as well, as his body releases prolactin during the full male orgasm.

Suddenly, your good boy goes through a drastic change. He loses most of his lust for you, his owner, which inspired much of his subordinate behavior. He may even balk at being relocked in his chastity cage. What the hell just happened? He has been feeling so submissive to you but most of that feeling just got flushed from his system along with his semen. What he wanted, needed, maybe even begged for a few seconds ago is immediately regretted by you both. Why?

As a domme you will feel peeved by his sudden change in demeanor.  You think his submission to you shouldn’t change just because of a momentary bodily function. Are you just a kink dispenser for him? He should be submissive no matter what. And you know what? A truly submissive male will agree with those thoughts, feeling guilty and disappointed with himself over it. His heart will be filled with dread and self doubt. He will regret having that orgasm just as much as you now regret giving it to him.

Not only does he enjoy serving and obeying you, he also loves the general feeling of being submissive. It is a part of him, a part of who he is, how he identifies himself, and he has just lost that. The release of prolactin ruins his submissive frame of mind making it hard for him to submit afterwards for a few hours, to even a day or two. He feels bad, but has no control over the process. But working in collaboration with you, as a team , it can be controlled.

The ruined male orgasm. Is it really ruined, or is it simply improved upon? After all, it is still pleasurable to him, just not as powerful and intense as a full orgasm. The important part is denying the prolactin release. If successful, not only will his submissive feelings remain, his horniness and lust which are pleasurable to him in their own right will continue (subdued) as well.

Are a few seconds of intense pleasure worth it in the end? Or is it better to trade that short burst for a much longer but still highly enjoyable experience? After all, he isn’t really gaining anything by orgasming. He is trading one pleasure for another, his submissive feelings that can last days for a quick burst of intensity that lasts only seconds, and ruins everything else.

We have decided that ruined orgasms will be the answer in the foreseeable future. It’s just better, for both of us.