6 months of service

He walked through the door a bit after 4, I was at the top of the stairs in the humble position.
He walked in and walked past me to the kitchen.
“Come”
I quickly crawled in to the kitchen.
“ is dinner ready”
Just about.
“ get up and get it finished”
I stood up and finished the last few things I needed, only taking about another five minutes. I made his plate and my bowl, and sat them both in their spots.

He stepped behind me and told me to eat, and I began eating, then heard the sound of his belt coming undone.
He grabs my legs and spreads them and gets between. In one quick push he was instantly in my ass. I grunted out in to my food and braced better with my arms.
He began roughly pounding in to me.
“Keep eating, I’m not stopping until your bowl is clean”
I try to continue eating but it’s difficult, to concentrate with the pain he’s causing.
He reached up and balled my hair in his fist
“Finish it and I will stop”
I tried my best and managed to empty the bowl as he thrusted hard, the sound of his skin slapping in to mine so loud I was sure the neighbors could hear.
“I said clean”
I licked the bowl until it was spotless.
He pulled out of me and stood by my side.
“Pick the bowl up”
I picked it up, and figuring what he wanted lifted it towards his cock.
He stroked himself until he exploded in the bowl.
“Put it down and clean it”.
I licked the bowl clean as he stood over me and watched.
He sat down at the table and ordered me between his legs.
“Clean my cock”
I began licking his cock clean as he ate his dinner, the taste was a mixture of sweat and I don’t want to think what else.
Once he was finished he ordered me to clean up and get in to the endure position in the living room.
I cleaned the kitchen, taking my time then went to the living room as instructed.
I assumed the position.
He came in shortly after and sat on the couch in front of me.
“Did you have fun today”
Yes master
“What did you have fun doing?”
I explained a bit of what I did today.
“Did you enjoy fucking yourself like the eager cunt you are”
Yes master( it felt a little odd hearing the word cunt come from his mouth)
“What else did you do today”
I explained again what I did, trying to think if I left anything out, by now my legs are shaking pretty bad.
“Kneel”
I quickly get in the Kneel position.
“Did you get on the furniture”
No master. (Did I, I honestly don’t remember doing it).
“No, your going to sit there and lie to me”
No master, I don’t remember getting on the furniture.
“You think I’m making it up, do I need to show you.”
No master I believe you, it was an accident.
“I need to correct you mistakes you know that”
Yes master.
“Lay over my knee”
I climb over his lap and he begins spanking me, the fist slap hit hard on my right cheek and the next on my left. He continued on this way until I was squirming in his lap. He laid his arm across the small of my back and applied pressure and continued. My ass was on fire by the time it ended and he ordered me up to the shower.
I crawled to the shower, the heat from my ass I’m sure is a good sign of how red it must be.
We showered with me cleaning him, and left as usual telling me to wait in the bathroom until he retrieved me.
I finished up and waited for him to come back, once he did he lead me in to the spare room and opened the cage door. I crawled in and he shut it.
As he walked away he told me to think on why the rules meant so little to me that I don’t even remember breaking them.

I went in to the cage around 6:30 when he didn’t come back by 8:30 his normal bedtime I started to wonder if I was spending the night in there.
By 9:30 I was certain I would be in there until morning and began to miss my bed on the floor.
Sometime around 11 the door opened and he came walking in.
“Did you have enough time to think or do you need more.
I’ve had enough master
He opened the cage and I crawled out.
“Follow me”.
He lead me down the stairs and then down the other set of stairs and opened the garage door.
“Dogs that can’t stay off the furniture are not allowed to sleep in the house at night.”
My bed was there in the corner of the garage, my iPad and book on top of it
He attached my alarm to my leg and told me to get plenty of sleep tonight because we have a long day tomorrow.
I suddenly remember the next day is a holiday and he won’t be working.
He leaves and the door slams behind him.
I’m laying here in my bed in the garage and although it’s not ideal it is much better than the cage.
I’m going to spend a bit of time writing then try to relax with my book before I fall asleep.

I had a rough time sleeping last night, I seemed to wake up every hour. My alarm went off at 4 and I crawled to the bathroom as usual and waited for him. It was about 15 minutes before he came in and we followed our daily routine.
I crawled downstairs when he was finished with me, and put some coffee on. He came down shortly after, collected his things for work, kissed me on the cheek, told me to enjoy my morning, to stay off the furniture, and my feet even during my free time, and that I would be hearing from him then walked out the door.
Since I was given no further instructions I crawled to the living room and curled up on the floor with the tv remote thinking maybe I could fall back asleep.
The first half of the day was pretty uneventful, I watched some tv but never managed to fall asleep, did some studying, wrote in my journal, and talked to a friend on the phone. This friend and I made plans to go out, she wanted to go possibly Friday or Saturday, but with the weekend being his main time in the house I didn’t want my plans to get in the way of that so I suggested Thursday night instead. I will need to notify him of these plans today to get permission.

Around 9 I was feeling the urge to pee, so I texted him asking for permission, which he gave me about 10 minutes later.
I crawled up to the bathroom and began my ritual, once I was standing facing the sink I could see a pretty large dildo with one of those suction cup bases stuck to the mirror. I finished up and crawled back downstairs.

It wasn’t until noon that I heard from him again.
“Did you see your new toy in the bathroom”
Yes I did
“I want you to crawl up there and bring it downstairs , NO HANDS”
I crawled back up the stairs and to the bathroom, I needed to stand to be able to reach it. I bent over the sink and gripped it with my teeth and pulled. It was stuck pretty well and took a lot of effort to get off, but once I finally did I dropped back to my knees and carried it in my mouth down the stairs.
“Stick it to the floor and face the camera”
I crawled in to the kitchen, it took awhile to actually get it to stick, it required a lot of force and I basically had to slam it on.

“You will spend the next hour fucking yourself”
I backed myself up and tried pushing it in to myself. It is a bit large and I’m pretty dry and it’s nearly impossible to push it in. I adjust a try a bit more but it’s only pushing away from me. I decide to turn around and make it wet. I start by trying to make my tongue as wet as possible and licking up and down the shaft, then make the tip as wet as possible. I turn back around and push again, it a little bit better but. It quite enough. I turn back around and figure he’s watching me and decide to just go for it. I push the dildo to the back of my throat and start sucking it the way he had taught me to suck him. After getting it thoroughly soaked I turn back around and push hard. It finally slides in and I begin bouncing up and down on it. . It’s hard to adjust to at first and my saliva isn’t very good lube, but I continue bouncing. I close my eyes and imagine him watching me, thinking about how turned on he must be. I begin to get a little wet and it gets much easier.
I continue on this way watching the clock that seems to have stopped, just ten minutes and and my knees are already beginning to hurt.
I keep going, checking the clock constantly. I decide to pick up my pace and try to enjoy myself some. Bouncing up and down much quicker, but I can’t keep this up for long because of the pain in my knees. I slow back down and ride out the clock.
A few minutes after the hour he texts me again telling me to lick it clean, then to get in the tub and clean myself out again.

I was hoping for at least another day without him using my ass but it wasn’t looking hopeful. I crawled up the stairs and in to the tub and flushed myself out the way he had taught me. (I’m getting much better at this and am almost able to hold it in for the ten minutes).
After I had finished he left me no further instructions, so I headed to our bedroom and curled up in my bed( still more comfortable than the floor.)
I laid there doing some reading and he texted me saying he would be home about 4 and to have dinner ready.
I’m laying here now trying to get some writing in and respond to some messages). I will hopefully have time to update tonight, but if not I seem to have plenty of free tome during the day.

He had to work late tonight, but texted when he was close giving me instructions to be in the humble position at the top of the stairs.

I waited in this position for just a few minutes before I could hear the garage door. It had been a long day and I was excited to see him, but I held my position with my eyes down.
He climbed the stairs and my head raced as he got closer, I had missed him after our long weekend together.

He reached the top and bent over running his hand across my back.
“ dinner ready”
I nodded my head yes.
“ let’s eat then”
I fixed his plate and my bowl and we both settled in to our meals.
He talked about work, explaining what had made him so late, and what they were going to do about it tomorrow.
We finished up and he helped me wash the dishes.
Once we were done he ordered me in to the shower, he handed me the sponge and I cleaned him as I have the last several nights, laying extra attention to his cock, running my soapy hands over his shaft repeatedly, until it grew quickly in my fingers.
He pushed me down to my knees on the hard porcelain, and I instinctively opened my mouth. He slowly and deeply began to thrust, gripping my wet hair, it wasn’t long before he picked up his pace and shot down my throat.
“That was your fault because of this morning”. He laughed making a joke about how quick he was.
I swallowed as always and he stepped out.
I finished up my shower and found him in the bedroom.
I crawled to his side of the bed and entered the humble position. (It seems to be his favorite).
He patted the bed, and I crawled up and laid my head on his chest.
We talked for a bit, about what dress I picked out ( it’s for a family function), more about his job, my mother, my possible plans to go out with friends later this week, and a few other things.
He did ask me how my ass was feeling, and told me that he had decided I need a day off from that.
We laid there for awhile more talking and I could tell he was tired and offered to let him sleep. He asked if I was thought I was tired enough to go to bed and I told him I could try.
He kissed me on the lips and pointed at the floor.
I crawled down and in to my bed.

To all of those that have commented on my blog and those that have messaged me directly, I want to say thank you for your support. I want to first let everyone know that I am doing very well. A few of you have showed some concern, specifically with the humiliation aspect. I want to say first that this is a huge kink for both of us, and although some of these acts are very difficult in the moment, and I may want to back out, I am always very glad that I have pushed myself through them.
Some are concerned that I am pushing myself to make him happy, and although that is true, it is only half of the truth, I am doing this just as much for myself as I am for him.
Throughout our years together I think we have learned each other very well, and although I know the old saying that you never really know somebody, I do believe that I know and trust him enough to enter in to this kind of dynamic with him.

Others have showed concerned for our marriage at the end of this. This is another great and valid concern that we have talked about together. First, I don’t think I could ever trust another person enough to enter in to a situation like this, and I believe trust and love are the most important factors for me in determining to move forward with this relationship. Second, we are both very honest with each other and I have to believe that if either of us saw this as becoming something that is detrimental to our future we would stop it immediately.

This is something we have thought about for a long time before entering in to it, and although it is very important to us, there are other things that take precedence. We are both fairly young and have worked very hard for what we have together and the future family that we will have someday soon.

I want to again thank everybody for their support, I look forward to reading all of your comments and messages everyday, and they have all been helpful and given me things to think about that I might not have otherwise.

Like I said we are both pretty young, and very inexperienced in this sort of thing and the guidance means more than you can imagine.

Bye for now.

This mornings ritual other than waking up earlier went the same as the past two mornings. After taking care of him I went downstairs and made him something to eat. It was nice getting to see him before he left for work, since I’ve been out of school he has been sneaking off and not waking me and I have to wait the whole day before I get to have any physical interaction with him.

Before he left he removed my collar and put a different one on me. This one is much more of a necklace, but resembles the choke chains that you put on dogs. It’s very dainty and kinda cute. 
I have some shopping to do today and he reminded me that I was not to wear a bra or panties. Not wearing a bra is pretty easy. I have a few sundresses that it’s not necessary. Not wearing panties will feel very weird.
 

Other than that he has not left me any other instructions.

After he left to work I went up to our bedroom, did my makeup, hair, and went to find something to wear. This really wasn’t that hard of a task, I have plenty of summer dresses that don’t require a bra. 

It felt strange to be wearing clothes again, but more strange to not be wearing panties.

I gathered my things and headed out the door, it was still to early for any stores to be open, so I drove to the coffee shop, I got myself a coffee and settled in to a booth in the corner to read. 
I studied for awhile and finished off my coffee  I still had awhile before the store I needed would open, so I decided on another cup. I continued studying when I began to feel the urge to be and it suddenly hit me that drinking as much as I did was a pretty bad idea. 
Knowing that it was going to take me several trips to the bathroom to get rid of it all I decided to hold it as long as possible to hopefully cut down the amount of trips it would take. 
After another 30 minutes I could no longer concentrate and texted him asking permission. I packed up my stuff and waited for his response. 
Ten minutes go by and still no response, I head to the bathroom, to make sure it will be free as soon as he responds. Still nothing, I’m sure its against the rules, but I text him once more saying please it’s very urgent. 
He finally responded, but told me to remove my dress as I did it. 
I pulled my dress up over my head and straddled the toilet. I hit record on my phone and began pinching my nipples as he had said. I watched the time tick away on my camera as I tried my hardest to hold it. 3 minutes finally passed and relief shot through me. 
I cleaned up got redressed and sent him the video. I decided now would be a good time to leave since I had just spent a ridiculous amount of time occupying the bathroom.  

I drove to the mall and parked outside the store I was after. I still had a few minutes and decided to play on my phone, until it began ringing. I answered the FaceTime request from him. He asked a few questions about my morning, spun the camera around so I could see some of the things he was working on, then told me it was time for a little fun. 
He ordered my to pull my dress down and expose my tits. I clipped the phone to the mount on the windshield, looked around at the still mostly empty lot ( after this, I will make sure to always park in the back) and pulled my dress down. 
His next instructions were to push my seat back and start playing with myself. I did as I was told as he watched. I looked around the parking lot, figuring the store would be opening soon and more people would pull up. My windows are tinted pretty dark, but if anybody were to pull in to the spot in front of me they would see for sure. 
I kept playing until I felt my myself about to cum and stopped, he immediately told me to keep going. As I continued my whole body began to shake as I tried to keep myself from going over the edge. I tried keeping an eye on anyone coming through the parking lot, but then he demanded my eyes on him. I focused on him, but kept an eye out through my peripheral vision. 
I watched him as he walked around the job site, seeming awfully incautious of who was around him.  I began begging him to let me stop, knowing my voice must have been carrying, but I didn’t care. 
He ignored my request, and paid me no attention as he talked to men around him. When he finished up his conversation he told me to fix my dress and wait by the store doors for them to open. He stayed on the phone with me until I got to the doors then hung up. 
As I stood there I could feel my clit spasming, and my juices beginning to run down my legs. I reached in my purse and got a napkin. I stepped off to the side of the doors and attempted to wipe my inner thighs. 
The doors opened a few minutes later and I quickly grabbed a dress off the shelf and headed to the fitting room to clean myself up. 
I shopped for a bit, trying a few things on, but not finding anything I liked. This continued for awhile before I got another text from him. This one was simple, he just wanted naked pictures from the dressing room. I sent him the pic and went about looking for what I needed. 
A bit later I settled on a dress and was heading back through the mall when I got another text. 
 His time he wanted a picture of my tits in a public part of a store, then one of my pussy. This was fairly easy also, it’s still early and there are very few people in the larger stores. I walked amongst the clothes, took the pics, and sent them off to him. 

A bit later I get another text saying good job, it will be much more fun when we go shopping together

A few moments later I was in the car and headed to my mothers, which went pretty uneventful, except for the occasional test suggesting we play fetch later or maybe take a walk. 
I stayed there for about an hour and headed home. I walked in through the garage door stripped my clothes off and headed up the stairs to put my stuff away. I put something for dinner in the oven and am now sitting down to write. 

This mornings ritual other than waking up earlier went the same as the past two mornings. After taking care of him I went downstairs and made him something to eat. It was nice getting to see him before he left for work, since I’ve been out of school he has been sneaking off and not waking me and I have to wait the whole day before I get to have any physical interaction with him.

Before he left he removed my collar and put a different one on me. This one is much more of a necklace, but resembles the choke chains that you put on dogs. It’s very dainty and kinda cute.
I have some shopping to do today and he reminded me that I was not to wear a bra or panties. Not wearing a bra is pretty easy. I have a few sundresses that it’s not necessary. Not wearing panties will feel very weird.

Other than that he has not left me any other instructions.

I am going to head out soon, but when I get home I am going to try to find some time to respond to some of the messages and comments on the blogs.

I will say for now that I am very happy and enjoyed the weekend, so try not to worry to much. I do appreciate everybody’s concern and support, and hope to get a chance to talk to some of you.
Bye for now.

I was soaking in the tub when he came in and handed me my phone saying I had got some texts. I soaked for a bit and responded to a few friends. I called my mother to see how her day was yesterday, then texted him asking for permission to pee. He said yes and I followed my routine in doing so.
I walked down the stairs, the pain in my ass very apparent. I joined him on the couch, he put his arm out and I curled in to him. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me on the forehead as he watched his show. His hand slid down to my back side and was now rubbing my ass cheek.
Being naked all the time might not be such a bad deal, gives him much easier access, I hoped he would move further and play with my pussy, but that didn’t happen.
His showed finished, he kissed me on the forehead again and told me he needed to check on something’s. I grabbed my iPad and began writing.

I was starving and realized I had yet to eat so after writing for awhile I decided to make us some lunch. I prepared him a sandwich and myself a salad. I went to his office to tell him I had made him some lunch. He patted his lap and I walked over to have a seat. He was on the phone and continued talking to one of his managers, as he sucked on my neck. We went downstairs and to the kitchen.
I placed his plate on the table and my bowl on the floor, he made a joke about my salad looking awfully dry and that he could fix that for me, but luckily he didn’t. We both ate mostly silently then I got up to clean the dishes.
He went back to the couch, patted it for me to lay with him. I curled up pressed against his body, the heat coming off of him felt good on my cool skin. He wrapped his arm around me and turned his show back on. His hand moved up and down my leg slowly, occasionally coming up my belly and over my breasts squeezing my nipples lightly then back down.
This went on for a long while before he grabbed my leg pulling it back behind him draped over his. His hand slid slowly up my inner thigh and back down, his finger tips occasionally brushing against my lips. This continued on, his touches to my pussy became more teasingly deliberate, until he finally dipped his finger in to me and began massaging my clit. Slowly and gently he worked me then whispered in my ear reminding me I’m not to cum and to tell him before I get to that point. He teased my clit, his breath in my neck and it wasn’t long before I knew if he kept going I would looses control. I moaned out for him to stop, but he kept at the same pace, I moaned out again more urgently and after maybe 10 seconds he pulled his fingers from me and griped my right breast in his hand. My breathing was hard and quick as I came back down. He teased my flesh a bit more, working his way back up and between my legs and started again, and once again it didn’t take long before I was begging him to stop. I have no idea how many times he did this, but I know it lasted through two episodes of his show that are just over 45 min each. Obviously after an hour and a half of this I was soaked, and since I was still in free time I began begging him to let me cum. He dips his fingers inside me then in to my mouth, I suck them clean then beg again.
He dips them back in and rubs them over my lips.
“Do you think you deserve to cum sweetie”
Yes, please let me cum
“Why do you think you should get to cum”
Um, I can think of a millions reasons at this point, but decide to tell him that I have been a good slave and would like to cum for my master.
He gets up from the couch and stands above me.
“You have been a very good and I think your right, you should get to cum”

He walks out of the room and I figure somehow I just slipped out of free time. He comes back holding the wrist cuffs.
“Kneel”
I climb off the couch and enter the Kneel position with my eyes down. He bends over and attaches the cuffs and secures them together behind my back.

“You have 20 minutes to cum or else you will prove to me you don’t appreciate my gift and it will be the last one you get for a long time”

I contemplated attempting to hump his leg again, thinking that I could probably pull it off now, especially with the added time, but I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to use him.

I thought maybe I could rub myself against the arm of the couch, but I’m not allowed on furniture.
I was almost certain I could work my arms in front of me and then it would be easy, but that was going against his game.

He stood over me watching me and I decided it was worth a try since I couldn’t think of anything else. I wobbled the few feet towards him on my knees and straddled his leg, I began sliding myself up and down, biting my face in his crotch for support. He didn’t kick me off so I figured I was safe and picked up speed, I could feel his cock hardening against my face and decided maybe I could get away with nibbling at it a bit with my lips. I started grinding on him harder and I knew it wasn’t going to take long. I began moaning in to him as my orgasm rushed over me.
He pulled his pants down and pushed me to my back. He entered me fully in one hard thrust and began hammering in to me. He came within minutes and leaned back on his heels. Smiling down at me he leaned over me and kissed me deeply on my lips.
“Fuck I love you” he grunted in to my mouth.
I smiled against his lips.
He stood up and ordered me to the bathroom. I asked permission to pee. He broke my routine by pinching my nipples for me as I emptied my bladder. He claimed in the shower together, and I cleaned his body as I had done the previous day. He climbed out so I could finish myself up ( I’ve always made him leave when we shower together so I can take my time with my hair and other things). He didn’t leave any further instructions so once I finished up I crawled down the stairs and in to the living room. He was on his phone again and snapped his fingers at me and pointed up. I took this as free time and stood and went over to the couch to sit next to him, he grabbed my arm and gently pulled me to the floor giving me a stern look. (I’m a bit confused on the furniture rule now, It’s been ok during free time before)
He watched tv a bit while I read and then announced he was going to bed. He kissed me and headed up the stairs.

Have some free time again and figured I would keep everyone updated. 

He came back down the stairs to get me last night and ordered me bed saying I had had enough free time and that I need my rest. I crawled up the stairs and to my bed but decided I should pee before laying down. I crawled to the bathroom and waited by the toilet for permission. I did as I was told, squatted over it, pinched my nipples, and counted down the time. I finished up and crawled in to my bed on the floor. It wasn’t long before I could tell he was asleep and then drifted off myself.
The alarm on my ankle buzzed again about 5am. I crawled out of the bed, in to the bathroom, and next to the toilet to wait. He came in maybe 10 minutes later and stood at the toilet. I repeated yesterday’s actions and removed him from his boxers. He finished up, moved to the sink and I took my position. I sucked him off as I did the day before but gagged myself a little as he had taught me to. He finished in my mouth and told me to go downstairs. He came down a bit later dressed in his jeans and boots, and told me he needed to go to a site and that he shouldn’t be more than a few hours. He told me to clean my ass thoroughly and then I was allowed free time. He kissed me on the lips and walked down the stairs towards the garage. Since I was anxious for my free time that didn’t start until after I had cleaned myself I crawled up the stairs quickly to get started. I turned the water on and found a good temperature and filled the bottle. I crawled in to the tub and attempted to positioned my self comfortably. Doing this on my own was a bit difficult, but I managed to flush myself out 3 times.
I took a hot shower and soaked under the water for a bit, got out and covered my whole body in lotion, putting an extra lot on my knees that we’re becoming a little dry. I headed downstairs and began to write a bit. So here I am, I’m suppose to be using this journal to track my journey but to also process my feelings. I think I have done a pretty god job tracking, but have failed a bit at actually processing my feelings. I have been trying to get them in there but I’m not sure that I even know how I’m feeling yet. Yesterday for me seemed like more of just a kinky day of sex and pushing limits, maybe the feeling of him actually owning me will come on as we progress. For now though I feel pretty good, somethings are a bit humiliating, but I expected that, it’s always been a huge turn on of his and I do expect this to get worse as we progress. The anal was extremely difficult, not sure I expressed just how bad in the original entry, but I’ve heard this gets easier. All in all I’m still very happy and he seems to be enjoying himself a lot.

He texted me about two hours later telling me that he would be home soon and that free time was over. I was to be waiting at the door in the tip of the stairs in the humble position. ( I think I explained this before. We have a tri level home. The bottom level is the garage and a storage room, the middle level has the living room, kitchen, two smaller rooms, and a bathroom.)
I put my stuff away and waited at the top of the stairs and assumed the position.
I could hear the garage door from my location and then him come in to the house. I heard his boots as he made his way up the stairs. He reached the top, bent over me and slapped my ass pretty hard. He grabbed my collar, and I heard a click. He rubbed my ass with his hand then began whipping it with what was in his hand. This stung a bit causing me to lurch forward. He stopped, walked away, then came back and yanked me up by the leash he had just attached to my collar and whipped me with and lead me to the living room. He bent me over our ottoman and took a seat in the recliner behind me.
“Arms in front of you palms up and keep your hands open”.
I did as he said.
“You are not to make a single movement or noise, you are just a set of holes for me to use. Do you understand.”
Yes master, I began to tremble again, but attempted to calm myself.
His hand slapped down hard across my ass, taking turns on both cheeks in quick succession . I struggled not to make a noise but it was nearly impossible. I yelped out after about the tenth slap to the same cheek. He stopped and spread my legs, then brought his hand up and slapped my pussy hard, my legs instinctively attempted to close.
“You need a lot of practice”
He grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back a bit. I felt the cool lube running between my ass cheeks.
“Not a movement or sound”
He went straight to pushing two fingers inside me. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, fighting back the urge to react with all my strength. He began pumping. He knew exactly what he was doing, I needed so bad to ball my hands in to fists it grip the ottoman but couldn’t. He kept pumping in to me harder, then withdrew his fingers. I felt him stand then the sound of him unzipping. I clenched my eyes and braced myself. He pushed me and the ottoman forward and got in his knees behind me.
“Not a sound”
I felt his cock move between my ass cheeks then slowly push against my hole. Without any hesitation he pushed completely inside of me I could feel his belt buckle hitting against my ass as he steadily pumped. I screamed inside my head as my ass was lit on fire. His fingers dug in to my hips and his grunting seemed so foreign to me. My hands flooped about as he picked up his pace, he was now thoroughly fucking my ass as he has wanted for so long.
He quickly pulled out of me, stepped around to face me and pulled my head back by my hair.
“Open “
Seriously? He can’t seriously want to stick his cock in my mouth now.
Slapped my face
“Open”
I opened wide and he shoved himself straight to my throat and fucked my mouth just as hard as he was fucking my ass. He stayed deep, never pulling back enough for me to catch a proper breath until he shot his load.
I swallowed with him still in my mouth looking up at him, spit trailing down my chin.
“Clean me, you need to stop making such a mess”
I began licking his cock and balls clean. I cleaned him for awhile before he decided I was done and stuffed himself back in to his pants.
I laid on the ottoman, hands still stretched out and tried to catch my breath. My ass was on fire. He retrieved a cold was cloth once again and held it to my burning hole.
“Feel owned yet”
Ok fuck, this diary thing is really working against me, he must be checking it very frequently.
He yanked my collar and pulled my head up
“You made a mess in my ottoman, clean it up.”
I began licking my drool off of the ottoman.
As I was licking it clean he yanked my collar again and forced me to quickly crawl behind him to the middle of the living room.
“Endure”
I assumed the position, but struggled hard. My legs were weak and wobbly and I kept tipping forward.
“Hold it”
I fought harder to hold my position, but couldn’t.
“Kneel”
I assumed the Kneel position
He left the room and came back with a milk crate in his hands. He sat it down next to the couch and took a seat.
“Let’s continue your training shall we”
He snapped his finger and pointed to his feet. I crawled over, dragging my leash along with me.
“Look at me”
I look up in to his eyes
“What wears collars and leashes.”
Slaves do master
“Correct, but what else”
Dogs do master, I struggled to say the words
“That’s right, now your going to learn to be a obedient puppy”
My mind started racing.
“Present me your ass”
I crawled around and stuck my ass in to the air for him.
Once again I felt the cold steel at my asshole. He began pushing and I yelped out. He continued pushing until the plug was buried in my ass again
“Turn back around”
I turned around but as I did I could feel something brushing against my ass and legs. I knew instantly what he had done since I had done my research after reading the rules on pet play. He had inserted a plug in my ass that had a tail.
“Look at me”
I looked up at him and he showed me a picture of my ass and tail.
“You like it”
Yes master
“Thank me for your present”
Thank you master
“Good girl, now let’s start your training. When your wearing this plug your are no longer a woman so you will no longer speak. You will bark twice for yes and three times for no, do you understand”
Yes master. He just stared down at me and I knew.
I could feel my face heat up as I barked twice. A huge grin came across him face.
“Now let’s play fetch and get you some exercise”
He can’t be serious. He reached in to the crate and pulled out a small pink tennis ball and tossed it in to the kitchen.
“Hurry now”
I crawled off quickly, feeling my tail flopping about and retrieved the ball which was just the right size to fit in my mouth. I carried it back to him and laid it in his lap. He tossed it again, and I did the same.
“You don’t seem very excited that I’m playing with you, do you want to go to your kennel.
My kennel? I barked three times for no.
“Then show some more enthusiasm”
He tossed it again and I chased after it, trying to appear more playful. I brought the ball back and laid it in his lap.
“Good puppy, turn around and shake your tail for your master”
I turned around and as sexy as I could shook my ass for him.
“Come”
I turned back around and faced him.
“I bet my puppy is awfully horny by now aren’t you”
I barked twice.
He scooted forward on the couch stretching his legs out in front of him.
“Hump my leg, you have 5 minutes to cum”
I straddled his leg and began rubbing myself against his shin.
“ I know you’ve seen how dogs do it, go faster”
I sped up humping his leg, but was nowhere near coming as I knew my time limit was approaching. It’s not that I didn’t want to, I e needed it badly since the last time, but just couldn’t get there.
He pushed me off of him.
“Bad puppy, your going to have to go in your kennel for disobeying.
He dragged me up the stairs and in to the spare room.
In the middle of the room was now a large black metal dog kennel that wasn’t there before.
He opened the door, removed my leash and I crawled in. Waiting on all fours he closed the door and latched it
“Now you think about how you disappointed me”
He walked out closing the door behind him. I attempted to sit but the hard floor against my plug made that impossible, so I curled up in the fetal position. I laid there and could suddenly really feel the pain in my ass, I wanted so bad to remove the plug but knew that was a bad idea. I thought about how he had fucked my ass earlier and began to get extremely aroused. I figured that in my position I could probably pull off playing with myself without the camera seeing but decided that wouldn’t be very good of me. I though about how I must have looked to him chasing after the ball, and how amused he must have been at my barking and jumping his leg. Replaying all that in my mind made me want to play with myself more and I was amazed he didn’t fuck me after. Don’t get me wrong, it was all terribly humiliating, and I hated it at the time, but for some odd reason this always turns me on
He came in to the room about an hour later, opened my cage and demanded me back downstairs. I crawled down as he followed, he ordered me in to the humble position and gently pulled the plug from my ass.
He told me to take sometime for myself in a hot bath and then I could have 2 hours of free time.
I was soaking in the tub when he came in and handed me my phone saying I had got some texts. I soaked for a bit and responded to a few friends. I called my mother to see how her day was yesterday, then texted him asking for permission to pee. He said yes and I followed my routine in doing so. I walked down the stairs, the pain in my ass very apparent. I joined him on the couch, he put his arm out and I curled in to him. He ran his fingers through my hair and kissed me on the forehead as he watched his show. His hand slid down to my back side and was now rubbing my ass cheek. Being naked all the time might not be such a bad deal, gives him much easier access, I hoped he would move further and play with my pussy, it that didn’t happen.
His showed finished, he kissed me on the forehead again and told me he needed to check on something’s. I grabbed my iPad and began writing.

He came back in to the room about an hour and a half later stating that free time was over telling me how lucky I was he almost needed to go to the job site. I put my iPad down and got perfectly in to the kneeling position that I discovered I have been doing wrong, my eyes glued to the floor. He approaches me and and picked up my iPad and asked if I had written in my diary. I nodded yes and he sat it on top of our entertainment center.
“Let’s practice some positions shall we, it looks like you’ve mastered kneel”
“Let’s try humble again”
I assumed this position perfectly and he was very pleased with me.
“Punishment”
Again I did it perfectly
“Hands”
Perfect
“Inspect”
I stood up and pulled it off perfectly”
“Wall”
Almost perfect, I forgot to cross my hands
“Rear”
Got it down
“Doll”
Got it, but it’s a bit embarrassing. Requires me on the floor with my legs spread
“Endure”
Got this one too, I’m very proud of myself.
“Very good, now stay like that”
I’m finding out very quickly why this pose is called endure. It’s very hard to keep balanced and becomes painful very quickly. He walks around me I assume looking me over then steps behind me. Taking his foot he pushes at the plug in my ass, and I struggle to keep my balance.
“How does this feel”
Uncomfortable master, I manage to answer with my voice cracking as I struggle to hold my position.
“You’ll get used to it soon enough and we will have to move up to larger ones”
My mind flys off, I can’t imagine having to live with something constantly in me, definitely not something larger than this.
“Rest”
I get in to the rest position just in time, there is no way I could have held that much longer
“ I think since we have practiced your positions and began your anal training it’s time to work on a few of your other areas your not quite sufficient in”
He steps over to the couch and sits down, snaps and points to his feet. I crawl over with my eyes fixed on the floor.
“Kneel”
I do as I say between his legs, then he pulls a leather strap out of his pocket.
“Open your mouth”
“Wider”
I open my mouth wide and he forces a round object in behind my teeth, and straps it behind my head. ( I’ve seen these in porn videos, and the women are amazing at not showing how incredibly uncomfortable these are)
“Look up at me”
I look up and he stands
“Remove my pants”
I reach up and undo his pants and pull them down, he’s not wearing boxers which is common when we are around the house.
His cock is already hard and pointing at my face. He grabs the leather strap of my gag and holds my head in place as he slowly slides to the back of my throat. He holds himself there for just a second and pulls back out
“Keep your eyes on mine”
He pushes himself back in to my throat and holds me there, my nose presses against his stomach. He holds to long, my throat begins to spasm. I raise my hands up and press at his thighs. He reaches down and slaps my right tit, although he smacked my ass earlier it wasn’t to hard and I’m more used to it. The force he used on my tit was much more aggressive
“Put your hands behind your back and don’t move them”
I do as I’m told and he begins pushing in to my throat again. Looking up at him my eyes widen and water, I squirm a bit and struggle not to bring my hands up.
He pulls me back and a gasp for air, I can feel the saliva running off my chin and dripping on my thighs.
He pushes in again and begins to slowly pump, the sound of my throat gargling is humiliating (really such an unpleasant noise) . I gag hard and spit up a bit of water and saliva. I feel it running down between my breasts as he enters my mouth again and begins to thrust. Gargling noises again, he keeps pumping, holding the strap tight, my head bouncing off of him. He picks up more speed
“Don’t swallow, keep it in your mouth do you understand?”
Not like I can actually answer him. He keeps pumping and then pulls out and yanks my head back with his left hand and furiously strokes his cock with his right. His load shoots in to my mouth and I do my best not to swallow( this is actually very hard to do). He keeps my head pulled back as he works the last few drops out.
“Look at me”
I look up at him
“Ask my permission to swallow my load”
I struggle through asking if I may swallow my masters load with my mouth help open and attempting not to swallow.
“I can’t understand you”
May I swallow your load master, of course it came out as a bunch of gibberish from my throat
“You may”
I gulp it down, relieved to be able to swallow
He pulled the gag out, and took a seat. On the couch in front of me. Saliva still covered my body and he ordered me to clean the mess I made all over him. His cock and balls were both shiny from my spit and there was also a surprising amount covering his inner thighs. I started my licking his inner thighs clean then moved to his shaft and balls, attempting to keep my tongue dry so I wouldn’t make more of a mess. He grabbed the remote off the side table and turned the tv on while I continued cleaning. Occasionally he would run a hand through my hair, which felt very sweet and comforting. This continued on for awhile, beyond him being clean, me lapping at his now soft cock and balls and I have to say I enjoyed it quite a bit, but I was feeling the urge to pee and didn’t know how to tell him.
I decided to make some sort of whimpering noises and wiggle around a bit, took awhile to actually get his attention, but he eventually caught on.
“Does my slave need something”
I nodded my head still licking away at his balls.
“What do you need”
I answered without stopping what I was doing since I have not yet been given permission to stop. With my face buried between his legs I told him I needed to pee.
“It’s about time, you have held that for a long time.” He stood up and told me to follow him. He took me up the stairs and back in to the spare room, and lead me to the bathroom. He lifted the lid and the seat and told me to stand. I stood and he turned me around with my back facing the toilet. He nudged me backwards so I was straddling it and told me to wait. He walked in to the room and came immediately back. He reached up and pinched my left nipple then attached a clamp to it, and continued to the other one doing the same thing. ( these clamps were surprisingly not very painful). He told me to squat, and I did. I was hovering over the toilet making my urge to pee much worse when he decided to go into a speech. As the rules stated you will never pee without permission, this includes when you are out of the house for any reason. Once you have permission you must be in the position that You are in now, if you do not have nipple clamps on at the time you are to pinch your nipples for a full 3 minutes before You are allowed to begin peeing. If you are away from the home you are to record it on your cellphone one hand behind your head and send it to me within 7 minutes of asking for permission. If you are home it will be being recorded and both hands are to be behind your head.
“You may pee”.
This was a very awkward position and him staring at me didn’t make it much better and I suddenly found it difficult to release, on top of that there was the fear that if it came out to strong I would pee past the bowl and then what. I was finally able to get it going and managed to keep it in the bowl. I cleaned myself up and stayed in the position until he released me. He lead me back in to the room and told me to crawl up on to the bed. He secured my wrist and ankles to the corners and told me to spend some time going over the rules in my head with no distractions.
He left the room closed the door and I was left in complete silence. I got the opportunity to look around the room a bit at this point and could see quit a bit more stuff, there was 7 pieces pieces of “furniture” scattered throughout the room, and little hook like things screwed in to one of the walls, but other than that I couldn’t see much. I laid there and suddenly felt really tired and struggled to keep myself awake because I knew I was suppose to be thinking. I’m not exactly sure what time I went in but it had to be at least two hours before he came and got me. He released my bonds and ordered me to the floor. I crawled behind him down the stairs and I could smell that he had cooked dinner. As I made my way behind him to the table I could see that my bowl was already made. I crawled up to it and as I got close I could see a bowl full of spaghetti. Great I thought. The last meal must not have been entertaining enough for him. Then it suddenly occurred to me that I had wrote in my diary during my free time, and started wondering if he had read it. I cursed him in my head as I sat on all fours waiting for permission to eat.
He took his seat and began eating, then ordered me to do the same. I began carefully eating as I did before, attempting to use my teeth as much as possible. Worked pretty well at first as with the eggs, but as the food got lower it got more difficult to grab the pasta this way, and I was resorted to sticking my face in. I managed to get it all, it did end up pretty messy, I’m guessing it wasn’t messy enough. He picked the bowl up and looked inside, and told me to clean it. He held it there as I licked the bottoms and the sides clean. Once we were both finished I was ordered to clean the dishes then get in the kneel position and wait for him in the kitchen. I did as I was told and kneeled on the hard tile floor and waited. He came in after a bit and approached me.
“Look up at me”.
I looked up, the sauce now drying on my face and becoming tight.
“Your filthy, you need to get cleaned up, follow me”
I crawled behind him back up the stairs and in to the spare room. He lead me to the bathroom and told me to crawl in the tub. He pulled his pant off and climbed in facing me.
“Suck it like I taught you”
I took his limp cock in to my mouth and began sucking, it grew larger and I began pushing myself forward forcing him down my throat until I gagged.
“Look up at me when you Suck my cock”
I look up at him and he is pointing his cellphone down at me. I look in to his eyes as I keep pressing him to my throat. He grips my hair and pulls my head back, takes his cock out that is now covered in my spit and wipes it across my face
“You like being dirty”
I nod my head yes
“You enjoy sucking your masters cock”
I nod yes again.
“Are you a dirty cocksucker”
I nod again.
“Say it”
I’m a dirty cock sucker
“Who’s dirty cock sucker are you”
I’m masters dirty cock sucker.
He gripes my collar with one hand and pumped furiously in to my mouth, pulled out and told me to finish him off. With his cock pointed at my face I jerked him until he exploded and covered my face in his cum. He grabbed his cock in his free hand wiped it across my face once more and ordered me to stand. He put the phone on the counter, removed my collar, smeared the cum through the dried sauce and other bodily fluids that had dried over me that day and turned the shower on. He ordered me to wash him, and I did so happily. Once I had finished he turned me facing away from the shower and pushed between my shoulder blades, forcing me bent over. He pulled the plug from my ass and sat in on the shelf. He took the sponge and carefully began cleaning me. Taking extra care around my sore ass. He stood me back up and turned me around and with the same care cleaned my front side then told me to wash my hair as he stepped out. I ran shampoo through my hair, rinsed then massaged conditioner in and relaxed under the warm water for a few moments before rinsing it out. He turned the water off and demanded me back on my knees and out of the tub. As I crawled out he retrieved the plug, lubed it up, ordered me in the humble position and gently, but still painfully put it back in.
He lead me out in to the room, put cuffs back on my ankles and wrists, pulled me up by the collar and told me to climb up on this piece of furniture. I’m sure it has a technical name which I will try to look up later. It was basically a giant wedge like thing that had places to attach my wrists and ankles at both ends, it’s on a pole so I’m about 3 feet in the air straddling this thing and he attaches my wrists and ankles. He steps away and I can hear him open the closet door. He steps back behind me, and begins reading off all the rules I broke today, as he suddenly brings this thing across my back. It feels soft, I can feel lots of different pieces of fabric and figure out pretty quickly it’s a whip. He keeps bringing it down over my back and ass as he reads off the rules I broke. There is a little bit of a sting to it after a few times of hitting the same spot, but it’s nothing that I can’t handle easily. He goes very easily on me as he said he would then releases me from the device. Back on my knees he tells me it’s late and that I could have some free time if I liked before I went to bed. I agreed since I needed some time to unwind, and I wasn’t all that eager to sleep on the floor. He kissed me on the forehead and told me to put my ass up. He pulled the plug from me gently and told me to clean it and put it in our bathroom. I did as I was told and crawled to him as he prepared for bed and waited at his feet. He lifted my head up and kissed me on the lips and told me I had done a very good job land to enjoy my free time. I crawled out of the room, then stood and walked down stairs. I’m sitting curled up on the couch with a blanket writing in my journal again and so thankful the first day is over. I’m going to respond to a few people that have been reading my journey, then have sometime to myself with my book before bed.

This is a long one, I wasn’t sure how much time I would have and wrote it pretty quickly. It’s still early so I’m sure there will be more for today. 

I went to bed shortly after 10, curled up next to him and pushed my body against his. He stirred slightly. I laid there and wondered how he could possibly sleep. I tried my best not to think to hard, knowing that it would only keep me awake, but it was nearly impossible for my mind not to think of all of the different ways the morning would go. It took me maybe 45 minutes for me to finally drift of to sleep.
A horrible sound jerked me awake, it sounded like the air raid sirens from old movies. I sat up and looked for the noise, it was coming from his phone. 12’ 0 clock, who the hell would be calling this late I thought. He picked his phone up, silenced the horrible noise and turned on his lamp.
He stood and looked down at me, I looked up at him expecting him to tell me who was calling.
“Get up”
I looked at him and asked who it was what’s wrong.
“Get up now and remove your clothes”.
I’m still looking at him in shock, still not able to process what’s going on.
“ get up now and remove your clothes you don’t want me to repeat it again”
I slowly get up from the bed and it dawns on me that it is now Saturday. I stand at my side of the bed, heart still racing after being jerked from my sleep. I pull my tank top over my head and then pull my panties down and step out of them.
“Come here” he points at his feet.
I begin walking towards him, taking 4-5 steps.
“Stop, go back and try again”
I stop, go back to where I was standing then remember the rules. I drop down to my knees and crawl to his feet ( crawling is much more awkward than I had thought and I will definitely need to practice so it’s a bit more gracefully).
I sat at his feet looking up at him. He bent over, put his hand in the back of my head and pushed, forcing me to look at the floor (I was taken by surprise and not even thinking of the rules).
I wait at his feet with my head down and he reaches in to his nightstand. He pulls out a thick leather black collar, i was really hoping for something somewhat more cute.
“Kneel”.
I rise up to my knees, still looking at the floor.
“Did you even look at the positions I gave you”
He pushed me back so I was sitting on my heels, then wrapped the collar around my neck and fastened it.
(Not really sure how to describe that moment, i know the collar is a huge symbol of being owned and for some childish reason I had thought that I would instantly feel something come over me when it was put on.)
“Wait”
He left the room and I could hear him going in to the spare room down the hall, a few moments later he returns. He is behind me now so I can’t see what he is doing. After a bit he calls out to me to come. I crawl towards him.
“Get in bed”.
I look up a bit and and at the foot of our bed is what looks like a large dog bed, it’s square, maybe 4 feet long and six inches thick.
I crawl in to the bed, staying on all fours.
“Lay down go to sleep, your going to need your rest”
I lay down and he bends over and attaches one of those wrist blood pressure cuffs to my ankle.
“You will be waiting in the bathroom for me when I wake up every morning”.
I stay silent curled up on the floor. He walks back to the bed climbs in, and turns out the light.
I lay there at the foot of my bed naked without a blanket or a pillow. I was a bit worried about being sure to be awake before him but then figured I probably wouldn’t sleep anyway. I laid there for the a bit, trying to adjust the collar on my neck then could hear his heavy breathing and knew he was asleep. I laid there and seriously though about quietly making my way over to a chair in the corner of our room and taking a throw that I keep draped over it off so I could cover up. It wasn’t so much that I was cold, although I was a bit cool, but it was more that I felt a bit vulnerable not being covered which I’m sure was heightened by the fact that I was now completely naked.
I tossed and turned for what seems like forever then finally fell back to sleep. I must have woke a dozen times throughout the night. At 5:00 the device that I thought was a blood pressure cuff begins vibrating on my ankle. It’s some sort of alarm clock that must be made for deaf people. I fumble around with it and manage to get it to stop. I crawl in to our bathroom and get in to the kneeling position again with my eyes at the floor. I waited there for over an hour and my knees were beginning to kill me before I finally heard him waking up. I readjusted and waited for him. He came walking in, grabbed me by my collar and pulled me closer to the toilet. Oh god no, was all I could think.
“Take my cock out”
I pulled his cock out through the hole of his boxers.
“Aim it”. He pointed at the toilet.
Thank god, I thought.
I aimed the tip towards the water and he began peeing.
I’ve watched him pee a million times but obviously never being so close.
His stream died out and he told me to shake it, which I did. He stepped away with his cock still out leaving me there at the toilet and went to the sink. He turned on the water
“Come”
I crawled over to him and he grabbed my collar and positioned me between him and the cabinet.
“Suck it, keep your hands behind your back”
I took his mostly limp cock in to my mouth and began moving my head back and forth.
He started brushing his teeth. I kept working his cock as he finished with his teeth and began putting shaving cream on his face. He shaved as I continued. He made no motions or noises at all, it was like I wasn’t even down there with his cock in my mouth. I tried working him a bit harder to see if I could get a reaction, but failed. He finished shaving, cleaned everything up and washed his face. He finally took a little step back and I shuffled forward, keeping his cock within reach.
“Deeper”
I began pushing my head forward more letting him hit my throat but not to deep that I would gag. After maybe 10 more minutes of this and my jaw aching I could tell he was close by his breathing. He shot in to my mouth and told me not to spill any. Easy, I’ve done this a million times before. I pulled back letting his cock out of my mouth.
“Did I tell you that you could take my cock out, put it back”
I quickly took him back in to my mouth.
“Look up at me”
I looked up at him for the first time since he went to bed the night before, his now mostly limp cock in my mouth.
“This will be your morning routine without fail do you understand”
I shake my head yes
“Crawl in to the kitchen, then you can stand and make breakfast”
I let his cock slide out of my mouth again and crawl off to make breakfast. I come to the stairs with him walking behind me, my faces flushed red a bit as i awkwardly crawled down them.
I make our breakfast, scrambled eggs, toast, and him some sausage. As I finish up he comes in with two dog bowls and sits them on the counter. I mistakenly look him in the face, then quickly down at his feet.
“Let’s see, you didn’t stand and strip when told, you took my cock out of your mouth without permission, and you’ve looked me in the eyes twice”
He poured some coffee in to one of the bowls and some eggs and toast in the other, took the bowls and sat them next to the table. He made his plate and sat down. I dropped back to my knees and crawled to his feet.
“Eat”
I put my head down looking in to the bowl trying to figure out the best way to do this. Figuring there is no easy way I began to attempt to gently pick the food up with my teeth, this worked pretty easily until I got to the smaller egg pieces and the toast. I picked the toast up in my mouth and tried to bite it and work off a piece, this didn’t work and I ended up having to press it against the bowl to rip away bites, the bits of egg I pretty much had to lick in to my mouth. I could feel him watching me the whole time and heard him chuckle a few times as I struggled with the toast. ( I will definitely be putting a lot of thought in to my meal prep for now on). Time for coffee, this was actually pretty easy, just stick my lips in and suck although it did not come without some embarrassing slurping noises.
After breakfast I was allowed to stand again to clean then was ordered back upstairs and in to the bathroom. He told me to crawl in to the tub and put my ass in the air. He left the room and came back with a box. He turned the faucet on and I began to get an idea of what was about to happen. He told me to spread my ass cheeks and began pushing something into me. The next thing I felt was my insides filling with warm liquid. He pushed the liquid in to me and I could feel myself expanding. My whole body began to heat from embarrassment and the pressure inside me. He finished filling me and told me to stay like that for ten minutes still spreading myself. The first few minutes were not that bad but as time went on I began to cramp, the cramps grew stronger and stronger and I didn’t think I would be able to wait. I started shifting and moaning and he told me to get out of the tub and sit on the toilet. I didnt even care at that point that he was in the room, I just pushed the fluid out. Once I was done he made me bend over the tub and filled me with water again. He did this three times until he was certain I was clean.
He let me clean myself up before I got back on to my knees and he led me to the spare room. He told me to keep my eyes on the floor as he pushed the door open. He led me over to the bed which I could tell was not the same as the one we had in there. He grabbed my collar and pulled me up, bending me over the bed. I could now see a bit of the room. The bed frame was different, it now resembled a four poster bed with a canopy but was all steel , the bedding was replaced with some sort of black rubber like fitted sheet. The wall the bed was against was pretty bare on the left side, but on the right side were a lot of empty hooks. My first thought was actually a bit nervous about the cost of everything He stepped away and then came back. He told me to spread my ass cheeks, which I did. I felt a cool liquid on my asshole followed by his finger. He began to gently push. He has large hands and one finger although not really painful has always been a little uncomfortable. He worked that finger around a bit burying it completely in me. I couldn’t help but moan out and wiggle a bit. He slapped my ass and told me to hold still. He pulled his finger back and began trying to insert a second one, as he pushed and they began to enter i lurched forward. He slapped my ass again and told me to hold still. He kept pushing working them both in deeper and I bolted forward again pushing away with my toes. He slapped my ass and stepped away. I could hear the sound of metal, then felt him attaching something to my ankles. The next thing I knew both of my feet were spread and attached to the corners of the bed, followed by cuffs on both wrists that were attached by chains to the top of the bed. My heart began to race knowing I couldn’t stop it this time and he was finally going to get to take my ass. He positioned himself behind me and began working the two fingers back in me. I buried my face in to the bed and griped the chains. He kept pushing, and I could feel that they were completely in. My ass was on fire as I groaned in to the bed, he began gently working them in and out. Pumping in to me slowly at first then he began to pick up speed. I tried pushing my hips in to the bed to get away from him but it didn’t do any good, he was now pumping my ass pretty furiously. He pulled his finger out and I felt my muscles instantly clamp shut. The cold liquid returned and felt like it put out a fire as he began pushing it in to me with one finger, until it withdrew and I felt the his cock sliding up and down my ass crack smearing his precum as it went. He spread me open with both hands and lined himself with my burning hole. He began to push slowly, I grabbed the chains and tried to pull myself up the bed but was stuck in place. His cock rested firmly against me when he spoke.
“Ask for permission to take your masters cock in your ass”
This was the first time I actually heard him speak the words your master and I will remember it forever, but I hesitated, and instant pain as he slapped my right cheek hard.
Master may I have your cock in my ass, I can’t believe the words managed to actually come out of my mouth. He slapped my right cheek again.
“ I’m not convinced you really want it”
Please master may I have your cock in my ass, again how are those words actually coming from me.
Hard slap again to the same cheek and it’s starting to hurt a bit.
“Still not convinced slave”
First time he’s actually called me slave, and as scared as I am I can feel myself get instantly wet.
Please master I’m begging you to fuck your slaves tight ass, I can feel my body trembling now and wonder if he can notice.
He spreads my ass again and begins to push, it feels as if I’m being split in two as he begins to enter me. I can feel the pop as his head finally clears my muscles, I’m grunting and squirming as much as the restraints will allow. My ass on fire as I feel him begin to pull back out and then pushes in again forcing me to scream in to the mattress. He begins to push his shaft in to me and I accidentally grunt out a please.
“Please what slave”
I wanted to say please stop, please take it out. I hesitated, please master fuck your slaves ass.
He pushed slowly but continually until he was buried in my ass.
He continued slowly fucking me, Never really picking up much speed and I’m sure enjoying every moment. After what seemed like forever, but was probably more like ten minutes I felt his fingers dig in to my hips tighter and his speed increase just a bit before letting out a deep grunt.
He pulled out, leaving me bound and went to the bathroom. He resumed his position behind me and took my breath away as he placed a cold washcloth against my sore hole. He held it there as he began running his fingers through my pussy juices.
“What’s this slave” as he pushed three fingers inside of me and began pumping. I tried to rock back against him, but didn’t have enough play in my chains. He keeps pumping in to me occasionally pulling out and rubbing my clit, I grip the chains tighter again and push my face in to the mattress. My body begins to spasm as as my orgasm rushes through me. He keeps pumping into me until my body relaxes.
“Were you given permission to cum”
My heart drops, fuck I completely forgot.
“Were you?”
No master, I’m sorry master, but you felt so good.
“So it’s my fault you broke the rules”
I felt trapped, yes it was his fault, how can you touch someone like that and not expect them to cum, of course I didn’t say that though. I just gave him a simple no master.
“ we will add it to the list of rules you broke so far then”.
I fully expected to get a pretty good spanking then and there but he released my restraints and ordered me downstairs.
He ordered me in to the living room
And in to the humble position, problem is though I never really looked at the positions. I figured he was going to teach me and the illustrations were just for reference.
Annoyed he put me in to the position which is basically knees on the floor, forehead on the floor and arms stretched out in front of me. He walked away and came back and stood behind me. I suddenly felt something extremely cold being pushed in to my ass. (I am still wearing this at this moment and still have not seen it, but it is obviously some sort of metal buttplug.) I cried out as he pushed it into me but the coldness felt rather good. He walked off retrieved the folder from last night and told me I have free time, but I need to use it to study, and that I could write in my journal if I needed to. He laid my iPad on the table and walked away. I looked at the clock only 11:30, it felt like It should be much later. So here I am typing out the morning events and trying to process my feelings. I can see sleeping on the floor becoming very lonely and quit uncomfortable, I would at least like to have a pillow. Eating out of bowls on the floor was not as emotionally bad as I thought, but will definitely be planning dinners accordingly, crawling around my own home in a collar is a bit degrading, but also turned me on a bit knowing he was probably watching my ass and getting glimpses of my pussy. Him finally taking my ass, I’m not real sure, very painful for starters, him making me practically beg him was humiliating but also hot. This plug in my ass, very uncomfortable and I hope it’s not a frequent thing or that I at least adjust to it more. I’m sure some of the discomfort is coming from him stretching me so much earlier. I am grateful he was gentle with me but am also worried about him making a list of the rules I broke. He’s up in his office now and I can hear him on the phone as I type. He owns a small construction company and is always working in one way or another, although sometimes the constant disruptions can be annoying I am very grateful for his hard work. It has given me the ability to continue to go to school and further my career without needing to worry about working myself. I’m going to wrap up on this journal entry for now and possibly post it as many of you have requested updates. I need to spend a bit more time studying the positions and commands so I don’t get any more strikes against me.