Truly A Slave

Being a slave to your master is such a beautiful gift. Having your master collar you with a special name that says whore, slave, or stupid bitch, knowing only he can remove the claim from your neck. Your master clips the leash to your collar and has you crawl on your hands and knees within the comfort of his home and every morning while he eats at his breakfast at the table, your reduced to being on your knees while you master feeds you his cum or piss under the table in your bowl for breakfast. Before your master leaves for work he uses one of his holes that he chooses for the morning and breeds you without any complaint and demands you clean his cock once he’s done. You spend your day as a slave upkeeping his home, cooking and cleaning for your master while you wait for his return from work. Your master decides how your day goes, what you wear, what you eat and you enjoy complying and following every demand he gives because you are his possession that he uses as he sees fit. When your master returns home from work, your on your knees by the door waiting, and once’s he settles in from a long day or working hard and sweating. Your master uses your face, fucking your throat, rubbing his masculinity and power of his cock and balls over your face before spiting on you, and degrading your face as just another hole he abuses before he cums down your throat, feeding you a snack before dinner and after dinner, kneeling by your Master’s feet and serving him, he ends the night fucking your ass, breeds the dirty used hole and you spend your night cleaning your Master’s cock before he places you in your cage to sleep until the following morning repeats all the same. Truly serving your Master daily