8 comments/ 151813 views/ 31 favorites Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 01 By: alienfreaknugget "You're holding back from me. There's something you're not telling me," she had said. That's how it started. The whole long strange trip to where I sit now. Or should I say kneel now? Dressed in a black lace teddy, black thigh highs, heels, pigtails and a strangers cock fucking my mouth. I feel her nudge me with her heel. Her heel that is stuck in my asshole. I'm thankful for the blunt steel tip. It must be inside me a good 3 inches. I lean forward on my knees and suck faster, arching my back even more to make sure she has access to my sissy hole. We had been seeing each other for several months. I had screwed up the courage to tell her how I felt and we quickly became lovers. Although she never loved me. I was her little sex toy. Big dick, long hair, muscular yet thin. We played out of her biker fantasies. She would call in the middle of the night and whisper into the phone, "Wanna come over and play?" She stood 5'9", thin, nice ass, blonde hair cut shoulder length and straight. Blue eyes. The coldest blue eyes I have ever seen. We did it all, except for anal. She said I was too big. How funny is it now that I'm the one getting fucked in the ass for her? "You should really try fucking his ass," she tells the cock in my mouth. "We have a special little trick to tighten him up whenever you're ready to cum." Yes, we certainly do. The cock in my mouth withdraws with a pop. I wipe the strands of drool from my chin and pick up the condom she has tossed onto the floor beside me. I pick it up and begin putting it on the cock in front of me. It's a nice cock. Thick. Really thick. My jaw hurts. It stands erect at about 8 inches. Clean shaven, black as night. I slide the condom on and assume the position. I scoot back so that Mistress doesn't have to move any. My balls hang over her high heel shoe, the other heel slides out of my ass as she makes way for the big black dick to fuck me. I knew she had been getting bored with fucking me. I knew it wasn't just me either, there was some super sadistic side of her that I hadn't seen yet. A hungry side that needed to be fed. One night after a mind blowing orgasm, she had leaned forward and whispered into my ear, "Lick me." I had just come in her but I've never been squeamish. And it actually turned me on. So I had dropped down and begin to gingerly lick the outside of her pussy. "Lay down on your back," she had said. I did. She mounted me fast and contracted her pussy muscles squeezing my own load into my mouth. "Now lick it you little slut," she had commanded. The authority in her voice had struck a chord and I ate her till my jaw hurt that night. After she had come a couple of times, she dropped off of my chest and snuggled up next to me. "That was fun," she cooed. "So you'll eat your own cum... I wonder what else you'll do for me?" "What do you want," I had asked. "Go to sleep," she said. "We'll worry about that later." Later came the following weekend. I knew something was up when I walked in. She was wearing a bathrobe but had something on underneath. She had kissed me deeply but kept my hands pinned to my sides. "Such long pretty hair," she said as she ran her fingers through my waist length hair. "I want you to do something for me. Will you do it?" "Do what?" I asked. "Just say you'll do it." "Fine." I had learned that when she wanted something, it was just easier to give in. Besides, how bad could it be? She smiled and led me into the bedroom. On the bed were a very large set of 5" stiletto heels, a pair of white stay up thigh highs and some matching frilly panties. "I want you to wear these tonight." I picked up the thigh highs and the feeling of the material against my hand gave me an instant erection. Her hand snaked down the outside of my pants to rub my stiffening cock through the material. "Me thinks you like, yes?" "Soooo..." I stammered. "What are we gonna do if I put these on?" "Well," she smiled in my ear, "I've always wanted to experiment with my lesbian side so it won't be much different than any other night. You'll just look... well... hot." Her hand grabbed the end of my dick and squeezed. "Now get dressed, slut." With that she left the room. I had always wanted to try this but I had been too afraid to ever ask. And now the opportunity was here... it was what she wanted... so why wouldn't I? I stripped down and began by putting on the thigh high stockings. The material felt so go against my legs. Next the panties which just felt silly as my cock and balls wouldn't even begin to stay inside. And then the shoes. The ends came to a point and I wondered how women ever wore them and walked anywhere. Standing uneasily, I teetered over to the full length mirror and shook my head. What the hell was I doing? Mistress came in that night wearing almost exactly what I had on except in black. God she looked hot. She came up behind me and began to caress my aching cock through the panties. "Lay down," she said. Didn't have to tell me that twice. I laid back and let my legs splay across the bed like some kind of cheap hooker. Mistress dropped to her knees and began to expertly suck my cock. Taking it all the way to the base while needing my balls with her hands. Every so often the tip of her finger would graze my asshole making me moan. Mistress let my cock slide out of her mouth, "Like that do you?" she said and began working her finger into me. I didn't say anything. I just closed my eyes and let her have her way. One finger became two, two worked up to three. My breathing was shallow and I thought I would cum as her free hand began pumping my dick. "I want to try something," she said after a while. I opened my eyes to look at her. What was I going to say? "Okay." "Get on your knees and put your wrists through the middle around your ankles." I was in a trance. So close to cumming. I didn't even bother to ask why or what. I just assumed the position as she stepped to the closet and brought something out. "Now, don't move while I slide this on," she laughed. Her laughter made me feel foolish. It also made me harder. I felt the first leather cuff slide around my ankle just above the little strap of the heel. Next came one wrist, then the other. With a tug and a giggle, she yanked my other leg over to the last cuff leaving me as a spread open and vulnerable as a Thanksgiving Day turkey. She worked my panties down a few inches completing my submission. After securing me in place, she left again to the bathroom and was gone for several minutes. The full sized mirror that served as her headboard afforded me a good view of my situation. I had to admit, I looked pretty hot. Being naturally not hairy, my ass looked pretty good in the air. Mistress entered the bedroom wearing a strap on. I felt a twitch in the end of my cock and a precum spasm in my balls. "Oh my god," was all I could mutter. It was big. Not crazy huge but at least 8 inches long and a good couple of inches thick. She had already put a condom on it and it bobbed crazily in the air as she walked. She walked to my boy clothes piled in the corner and slid the belt out of my jeans. Without saying a word, she walked behind me and took a batter's stance and let fly with one hand. "Ohhh," was all I was able to grunt. The next few strokes fell one after the other. I buried my head in the sheets and clenched my fists strapped in to the spreader bar. My feet danced in place in their high heels but could find no escape. I thought she was going to tear the skin before she stopped. My ass was on fire and several of the blows had come dangerously close to my balls. Tossing the belt into the corner and breathing hard, she came to me on the bed and whispered, "That's what happens to bad girls. But you're going to be a good girl, yes?" "Yes," I said through gritted teeth. Her hand rubbed my red ass. "Wow," she said in genuine amazement, "you should feel the heat coming off your ass right now. But," she paused tapping a finger on my asshole, "I guess you can." The bed jiggled as she moved off and behind me. I felt something cold and wet being smeared on my ass. Fingers invaded me again spreading the lube far inside. My balls ached they were so full and as she hit the back of my prostate with her fingers, my cock would twitch and threaten to cum. Satisfied with the lube job, she withdrew her fingers and rather unceremoniously started feeding the big dildo into my ass. With all of the fingering to stretch me, it slid right in. It was so big. I let out another gasp. But it was soft and feminine. I was dropping into the role she wanted me to play. My balls hurt from the pressure, my cock strained for release. I had gone insane with lust and existed only to do what she wanted. "Tell me you want it sissy," she sneered. "Ask me to fuck you." "Please fuck me Mistress," I said in a little girl voice. "Please fuck my ass." I looked up into the mirror and saw her grinning. With the end of her cock in my ass, she moved her hands around to hold my hips and slowly feed the monster into me. I felt so full. It went so deep that I didn't think I could take anymore. She withdrew and began to rock back and forth, fucking me slowly. "That's it baby," she said softly. "Take that cock." I put my head back down and closed my eyes. She was picking up speed but the pain was subsiding. I was so hot. And then without any warning, I came. Each stroke of her cock in my ass produced another long spurt of jism across the sheets. After a while, I stopped but Mistress didn't. She continued to pummel me and I could do nothing to stop her. "Like that baby? Wait till we go get you a real cock." My heart skipped a beat. I felt cold and clammy. Slowing suddenly, she moved up closer and reached underneath to feel the sticky mess I had shot onto the bed. Her cum covered fingers found their way to my mouth as she slowly fucked me now. "Looks like you enjoyed this tonight." Her fingers smeared the cum over my lips. "Lick those off now," she commanded. I did. My own cum was cold and tasted like nothing it had before when I licked it out of her pussy.. "Better get used to taste of cum baby," she said. "I've got plans for you." To be continued... Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 02 Sorry for the delay in getting chapter 2 out. Please vote and/or email with your feedback or pictures. Thanks for reading and enjoy! * I can feel the toe of her high heels sliding under my balls. I'm on all fours positioned right over it. The big black cock is lubed up and pressing against my back door. I try to relax. I try to let it in without clenching up. It'll hurt if I clench before he's in all the way. "Don't worry about being careful," Mistress tells the cock. "She loves it rough." He. She. It. I'm not sure what I am anymore. Big hands wad my pigtails up into reins. My head is pulled back and I let out a slow exhale. The big cock rams into me in one fluid motion. My back comes up from it's arch as the pain shoots through me. Mistress gives me a small kick in the testicles with her foot. It's nothing compared to what is coming when the cock starts cumming. I think back to our first night out. She had on her big flat silk hat and sunglasses. She was even smoking that night. A ridiculously small cigarette stuffed into a long black holder. It was her movie. And I was merely a prop. She had led me in with a leash around my cock. The chain trailed up and under the front of the dress. I was getting better at walking in heels by that point but I still teetered around like a drunken prom date. We took a booth in the back. There weren't many people there. A couple of guys at the bar, a creature of indeterminate sex behind the bar. A fat man in a bad suit had turned around to watch us come in. I saw Mistress wave at him as our drinks arrived. I gulped mine down as she motioned him over. He was repulsive. In every way. And obviously drunk. He thudded down in the booth next to me, his hand immediately shooting up my dress to caress my stocking covered thigh. "Hiya," he said to Mistress. "I'm Larry." "Hello Larry," Mistress replied. She was at her condescending, hateful best. Larry was too fucking stupid to notice. "Tryin to get one of these fags to give me head," Larry announced. Mistress smiled and held up the leash. She gave it a small yank, "Get busy," she said without looking at me. Larry looked at me and fumbled with his fly to get his dick out. It was small. Like Larry's brain. Mistress gave my leash another tug, sharper and with the threat of harm. I leaned over in the booth and took Larry the idiot's cock into my mouth. I couldn't really move because of Larry's belly. I felt another tug on my leash and sat up. "Get under the table on your knees." I slid under the table as ordered. At least from down here, I didn't have to look at Larry, just his dick. I began to suck it in short fast strokes to keep from hitting my head on the table. Above me, I could hear Mistress and Larry talking about something. God knows what. As they spoke, Mistress's foot found my it's way up my leg. The tip of her heel found the middle of my panties and with a long scratching raking motion, she lowered my panties to half staff around my thighs. This was a first but I was in too deep at this point. Whatever she wanted, she would get. The heel came back up my ass and began probing for my asshole. I stopped sucking for a moment and waited. Larry must have told her I had stopped because her foot left and then came flying up to crush my balls. I moaned loudly into Larry's cock and I could feel his belly shake with laughter. I began sucking again hoping to just get this idiot off and get rid of him. Mistress must have looked under the table as her heel now found it's way to my asshole without any problems and began to slide in. Her heel slid in out of me while I sucked Larry's dick. It wasn't long before I felt the dick in my mouth get harder. The table bumped slightly as a large load of cum shot into my mouth. I held it there and let him shoot rope after rope of jism into my mouth. Larry zipped up and hurriedly left. I remained under the table and let the cum leak out of my mouth and onto the floor. Mistress's heel remained in my ass as I watched a pair of cowboy boots walk towards the table. It was to be a long night. It seems so long ago. But here I am now, on all fours getting my brains fucked out. I've relaxed now and the big black cock is sliding smooth and fast. My neck is still craned back as the reins of my pigtails are clenched tighter. He's about to cum I figure. A wave of anxiety runs through my stomach. "Ah yeah," the cock says. "Here it comes baby... here it comes." "Tell me when you're close," I hear Mistress say. Tears run out of the corners of my eyes. "Oh yeah... oh shit yeah... here I cum," the cock moans in a howl. The tip of Mistress's show leaves my balls and I can hear her shift her weight. Her foot flies up and kicks me hard. My stomach muscles contract, my asses clinches tighter and the big cock in my ass explodes a fountain of cum into my sissy hole. Again the foot flies and my ass tightens again. My legs are shaking with spasms, the big cock buried to the hilt. I begin to recover and relax. The big cock slides out of me. Mistress calls it her 'double tap'. "Clean it," I hear Mistress command. I turn and the big slimy cum covered cock is shoved back in my mouth. I taste my own ass and the big cock's cum. I lick the balls. I clean the sweat off of his taint. He offers his ass to me and I clean that also. I don't know what I've become. The cock leaves. Mistress smiles down at me. "You did will dear. Now you can have your reward." More degradation. More humiliation. I begin stroking my cock with my panties still around my knees. Mistress offers her foot and within seconds, I cover it with my own cum. "That's a good girl. Now clean it off." I bend and suck my own spew off her foot. My ass is sore. My balls ache. I am hers now. The point of no return was long ago and now there is only the freedom of doing her bidding and forging into darker depths. God knows where this road will take me but there is no leaving the path now. Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 02 This is a sequel to Becoming Her Bitch, which details meeting Emily and my first time with her... Credit to Kitty Pain for editing ------------------ I walked up to her house, heart pounding. The nerves, the excitement. She had finally summoned me. The last week felt like a blur, working at my boring office job, always feeling her silky panties against my body. I'd been instructed not to take them off and I wanted to be a good bitch. They felt amazing, and it meant I never forgot about her, even for a second. I even wore them in the shower, underneath swimming trunks to try and keep her beautiful smell in. I loved touching myself, thinking about all the dirty things she'd done to me. It made everything else in life seem so boring, all I wanted was to be her slut. All I had were my panties, and the waiting. Waiting for her to text, to summon me back. I was pretty sure she would, sure she enjoyed owning me, but there was always doubt. Emily was so perfect with her big round breasts, viciously red hair, and the sexy and dominant stare. She could have man she wanted, what made me deserving of her attention? But after a week, she texted at 1pm on a work day. It was short and sweet- "Come now, bitch". I took the "now" literally. I simply stood up, declared myself ill, and jogged straight out the door, got in my car and drove to the address she'd scribbled on a bit of paper. Not that I need the paper, I had it memorised, and had looked up the location on google maps. I'd planned a route from anywhere I might be. I sped to hers, and now here I was. I rang the doorbell and stood there. I heard footsteps inside, and found myself trembling with excitement. She opened the door, and my goddess stood in front of me. She was even more stunning than I had remembered. She was wearing tight white yoga pants and a white basque, the strange combination looking angelic and sexy. Her expression stern, she grabbed my shaggy hair and pulled me inside, into her well furnished lounge. She sat in a chair, while I stood there, awaiting further instruction. "Strip to your panties", she demanded, looking sharply at me, to demonstrate that I must be wearing them. I happy ripped my clothes off in seconds, leaving just the little black silk panties which failed to conceal my already hardening cock. I got a hint of a smile when she saw them. She beckoned me with a finger, then suddenly bent me over her knee and spanked me. "Did you take them off, bitch?" "No mistress, I swear, not once!". She hit me again, and smiled completely, perfect white teeth, eyes glimmering. "Aw, good bitch, good bitch!" I was so happy to have pleased her. She smacked me again, then paused and rubbed my little hole through my panties. It still ached from where she'd brutally fucked me last week. "You are such a massive whore, I have a proposition for you. But first, I want you to be my slave for 24 hours". 24 hours! I was so excited! I had thought I would just get a quick fucking, then be kicked out, and that was all I felt I deserved from her. "Oh wow mistress" I gushed "I would love that so much, thank you, thank you, thank you" She smacked me hard, right on my hole. I let out a moan. "First things first, slaves wear collars". She pushed me off her lap, onto the floor, and I lay there as still as possible as she left the room, and came back with a black studded collar. It looked very expensive. I proudly lifted my head for her to attach it, which she did, carefully. She held the lead and it felt wonderful to be under her control again. "Time for doggy's first fun" she said, and yanked the lead hard. I gasped as it choked me, and had to scramble on my hands and knees alongside her to keep up as she strode. I got even more excited as I saw we were heading down to her dungeon... She flicked the lights on and there it was, my heaven. The bench with the straps that had held me so tightly while she took me, changed me forever. She led me to the bench, pulled her yoga pants off, revealing panties like mine (but again white) and lay on it, with her legs spread over the end. "You may lick my pussy, bitch. And you'd better make me cum if you want to stay the full day". I took the threat seriously, and immediately started licking away. The taste was incredible, I was sure most pussies didn't taste anything like this. But I had to concentrate. I had a task from mistress, and if I failed, some other lucky bastard could take my place. There were a million men like me, but only her. I tried to remember everything I knew about cunnilungus. I pushed her panties to the side and licked her juices from the bottom, relieved she had got wet for me. I sucked them enthusiastically, then moved up to the clit. I pressed firmly and licked slowly, treating it with the reverence it deserved. I tried to keep a steady pattern, and she moaned occasionally, but only softly. She didn't sound like she was on the verge of an orgasm. I pressed on, my tongue starting to ache, but I knew I couldn't take a split seconds rest. Suddenly she moaned a little louder, and I felt some piss dribble into my mouth and down my chin. I took this as a challenge, and buried my face into her pussy, taking the golden shower head on. I moved up and started again on the clit, and now she was moaning hard. As the last of her stream squirted out, she started to shudder, and with a great moan, she came and yet more liquid hit my face. I was so happy to have pleased mistress. I looked up, my face soaked with her juices. She leant forward, grabbed my lead and pulled me up, my face close to hers. She slapped me hard. "Oh you dirty whore!" she cried, with real intensity "you- fucking- great- dirty- whore!", a slap with every word. She pushed me over the work bench. "Oh you have earnt yourself a real hard fucking, my bitch!" She cried animalistically, walking round to her box of toys. I liked how she called me her bitch. I licked the liquid on my lips and waited. She walked behind me, and I felt her hands run down my body. She spat on my arsehole, pushed my panties to one side, and rubbed a finger inside it. She pulled the finger out and let me suck on it, and I felt a new pressure on my hole. "That feel good, bitch? That's my cock. Seven inches, and thick. Whores don't like little cocks, do they?" "No mistress, I need a big cock up me, because I'm a massive whore". She slid her panties off, and stuffed them into my mouth. I savoured the taste as I felt her press on my hole. I liked how it was looser than last time, how she'd already damaged me, changed me. I thought about girls I'd seen in porn, and hoped I could get a real gaping hole one day. She slid her cock up me, and I felt complete. I moaned girlishly as she slowly pushed fully inside me, until I could feel her stomach against my arse. As she withdrew, she pulled back on my lead so I was choking again. "Take it up your cunt" she demanded as she slid back in. I mumbled back through her lovely soaked panties. She started to ram my arse harder, yanking back on my lead. I basked in the pain, in the total domination. She pulled me tight, just until I started to panic, then released my lead so I could gulp down some air, before quickly resuming my choking. She had a good pace going with her cock now, really pounding away at my little arse. She let go of the lead and ran her fingers round my chest, onto my nipples, which she then squeezed hard with her fingernails. I got another rush from this as the pain combined with that from my hole, which was now getting fucked really hard. I could feel my hole straining, barely able to take her big, thick cock. I wanted it though, I needed this hard fucking, to be more of a slut for Emily. She gave my nipples one last squeeze, let go and grabbed the lead again, choking me hard as she really let me have it, slamming my little hole as hard as she could. She was really giving it to me, teaching her little whore a lesson "Fucking take it, whore! Take my big fucking cock. I'm going to fucking ruin you!" she screamed. Finally, she stopped, cock fully in my arse, and fell forward onto me, panting. She let go of the lead and pulled her panties out my mouth. "Tell me how much you fucking loved that" "Oh mistress, it was incredible, I love being your whore, I just want to be fucked by you, used by you, controlled, dominated, owned". She reached round and gave my little cock a few quick pulls, and I came all over the bench. This seemed to satisfy her, and she finally pulled her cock out, leaving me with that wonderful dull ache in my wide, empty arse. "Now it's the slave's job to clean up" she told me. "Using nothing but his tongue". I nodded eagerly and got to work, licking up the cum and piss on then floor and bench quickly and enthusiastically. Every time I caught a glimpse of mistress, I was delighted to see she seemed to approve of my work. Later, we had a takeaway for dinner. It was pasta; mistress ate at the table, her slave on the floor, out of a bowl, using just his mouth, hands bound. I was really taking to general slavery, not just sexually. We went into the lounge and she sat on the chair, me at her feet. She used me as a footrest for a while. This was starting to feel normal, but it was still exciting. I was still wearing my collar, and felt proud she still wanted me around as her slave even after she was done fucking me. She then told me I had been a good boy, and would get a treat. She pulled out one of her huge, perfect, round tits and offered me the nipple. As I jumped up, she held me back by the hair for a while, teasing, but then let me suck. "Gently" she warned, so I treated her lovely nipples with the reverence they deserved. She lightly played with my hole as I did this- it was absolute bliss. Finally, it was time for bed. I assumed I'd be sleeping on the floor, but mistress had bought me a big doggy bed. I bounded over and curled up in it, it was so comfy. Mistress relaxed in her big double bed and we both went to sleep. I woke up to my lead being pulled gently. I looked up, and there was my mistress, looking as stunning as ever. She was holding her white panties from yesterday, and she took my panties off and replaced them with these ones. I was much happier wearing her used panties, it meant there was always part of her touching me. "Come on" she said, in a strangely flat, serious voice. "I've got my proposition for you". I'd almost forgot she'd mentioned that earlier, in all the excitement. My mind was racing with ideas, all the crazy kinky things she could do to me. She walked me slowly into her dining room, and to my surprise guided me to sit at a chair at the table. She picked up a piece of paper. "This is a contract" she said. "I want you to be my full time slave". I looked at her in disbelief, my mouth wide open. This was beyond my wildest dreams. "Oh mistress" I gasped "I... I can't believe it. I would love that more than anything". She smiled a little, but kept a serious tone. "You need to understand, this isn't a game. I am asking you to permanently be my property. If you sign this, you are giving me all your rights. I can-" she shot me a sexy glance "and will, do anything I like to you". I tried to be calm "Mistress, that would mean everything to me". "I am asking you to quit your job, live here. You will obey my every command, in every way. This is not reversible, there is no backing out. I have been looking for a full time bitch, and I think you are that person". I was almost tearing up, this was the best moment of my life. She pushed me the contact, and a pen. "I want you to read carefully before signing each point" she said. SLAVE CONTRACT - I want to be the property of mistress Emily, and understand this means obeying her every command.- I signed - I will wear anything that I am asked and complete any task, no matter how humiliating- I signed enthusiastically, my mind running wild with possibilities. - I will transfer all assets to my mistress- I signed, then looked up "I haven't got much" I said, worried. Mistress smiled. "That's fine, it doesn't matter if you don't have a penny. My little slave can't have anything of their own. You must completely rely on me." That sounded great, I signed. - I will be Emily's sexual slave, maid, servant, toilet... I looked up and she flashed me and evil smile. I giggled and kept reading ... as required- I signed again - I understand this arrangement is permanent. I do not have the right to withdraw for any reason - I went to sign immediately, but she grabbed my arm "Realise you are signing away your life. No real friends, family relationships, work. There is no going back. Sign this, and you become mine, forever". I stared deep into her beautiful blue eyes for a second, and signed. She grabbed my lead hard, sending me flying towards her, grabbed me and kissed me, on the lips. I felt totally light headed, and a wave of euphoria washed over me. I was now truly a slave. ---------------------------------------------- It had been my first week as a slave, and I was loving it. Giving up my freedom had taken all the stress out of life. Every morning, mistress would go to work and leave me a list of chores to do, as well as my panties to wear, which were always ones that she had worn previously. She also instruct me on how to greet her. My favourite so far was when I was ordered to blindfold myself and bend over a chair, naked, at half past three. I followed that to the second, as I always do. I waited fifteen minutes, until I finally I heard the lock click, and footsteps. The anticipation was incredible... as was the fucking I got. Tonight, she had gone out, and it was leisure time-she'd recorded some documentary of the Egyptians for me to watch. Slavery meant every part of my life was controlled, including entertainment. I was concentrating hard, because this was important to mistress, but also enjoying the sensation of the butt plug in my bright red panties. Mistress had told me a few days ago that it was important her little fuck slave have a big loose hole to fuck. I agreed, and told her how I wanted to be able to gape for her. She liked this, and spanked me enthusiastically. She told me she had a massive dildo, twelve inches long and seven inches circumference, and she wanted to train me up until I could take that, then I'd be a true whore. So she'd decided I'd now have a butt plug up myself when she wasn't around. I loved it, it was like she was softly fucking me all the time. I could never forget what I was, even for a second. Mistress had gone out to a bar with some friends, and said she'd be back around one am. She wanted me to lay out in the hallway, so she could take me straight away, drunk and horny. It was only eleven, but suddenly I realised footsteps were coming up to the house. I scrambled to assume the position, just as she opened the door. "Sorry mistress!" I said, lying at her feet "I should have been waiting! Please punish me as you see fit." She simply smiled, looking amazing as always in a short black skirt, high heels and a blue top that showed her brilliant cleavage. I hoped she wasn't going to ignore me. Mistress could do all sorts of brutal things to me, but being ignored was the worst. "Lisa, come on, he's right here" she said over her shoulder. Lisa? I hadn't seen another person besides Emily in a week. Lisa walked in, her mouth dropping as she saw me lying there, lead round my neck, wearing nothing but my panties. "Oh my God!" she said, giggling nervously. "I can't believe he's actually here." Lisa was short and east Asian, very pretty, though of course not as gorgeous as my mistress. She had an American accent. I was surprised and honoured that mistress wanted friends to see her little slave. "Wow, you plug his ass?" "Of course, he's in training to take the biggest cock out there, my masterpiece, the twelve incher" "Twelve! Up his ass? Fuck" "Oh yeah, we aren't fucking about. I'm going to make him the biggest slave whore out there". I loved that expression. I needed to take that giant cock, to prove I was worthy of being the slave of my mistress. "Oh yes mistress" I sighed "All I want is to be the biggest whore, for you" "Well" said mistress, in an intriguing tone. I loved when she spoke like that, I knew I was going to get a real treat. "Maybe you can help my little slave reach his goal". She left the room and beckoned Lisa. When mistress came back she had nothing on but her cock out, her thick seven incher. My body tingled with delight, knowing what was to come. Then Lisa stepped in, also nude and wearing another strap on, slightly longer but thinner. I felt a wide grin stretch across my face, seeing these beautiful ladies equipped to fuck me. "My slut would like permission to lick your lovely pussy" declared mistress, and I nodded enthusiastically. "Permission granted" said Lisa and sat back down, seeming more confident now she had a cock on. She pulled me in by my hair and raised her cock, so I had access to her sweet pussy. I got to my task, determined to make madam cum, but mainly in order to show what a good slave I was to mistress. I turned out madam was a lot easier, and in just a few minutes I felt her start to shudder "Oh good slave" she pulled my head right into her pussy "Mmm, yeah, good little slave". She didn't ejaculate on me like mistress, but there was a rush of juice to her pussy lips, which I saw sure to lap up right away. "Right, now it's time we put my little slave through the motions" declared mistress, grabbing my lead and pushing me down in the middle of the floor. Instinctively, I raised my little hole to her. She put a finger to it "See what a well trained slut I've got here?" I beamed with pride "Lisa, you face fuck the little bitch, I've got the cunt". She pulled down my panties to expose it, and pushed a finger in a little bit. "Make sure you work the tits, hard" she ordered madam, squeezing one with her nails to make the point. Madam nodded seriously, clearly getting really into the moment. I felt in heaven. Totally dominated, with two beautiful women, two big cocks, about to fuck me. I opened my mouth wide, presenting it to madam. She teased her cock around my lips, as I jerked my head, eager to take it. Then, I felt the wonderful familiar feeling of mistresses cock pushing against my hole. I was happy to feel it give way much more easily. I was being changed, transformed. Mistress started slowly working my hole, and I started to suck madam's cock the best I could. They got a great rhythm going, and I felt an amazing sensation of being totally filled. Bliss. Suddenly, things went up a notch. Mistress slammed deep into my arse, and madam responded by sticking her cock right down my mouth, causing me to gagged hard. "Whores have to be able to deep throat" shouted mistress, so I tried my hardest to relax my throat muscles, but they just wouldn't, and I gagged harder. "Work the tits" demanded mistress, and madam reached down and squeezed hard. Meanwhile mistress used her free hands to continue spanking my already reddened arse. The two spasms of perfect pain shot into my body, and with the great feeling of the two cocks in me, I was suddenly able to take the cock down my throat. "Yes slave!" cried madam, victorious. "You fucking take that". And she let go of one of my nipples, so she could smack me across the head. I pushed my head in hard, and to great relief hit the base of her cock. "Now it's time to really take it, you fucking dirty little slut" growled mistress. She dug her nails into my back and fucked me all the way, as deep and as fast as she could go. Madam then did the same, shoving her cock in and out. I just lay there and took this terrific fucking, my back, my nipples and my hole all sending sensations of pain throughout my body. This was truly what it meant to be a filthy slave whore. Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 02 Mistress pushed all the way in, my used hole now taking this all more willingly, matching my mind. "Now pull out and piss on it!" she yelled. Madam didn't need telling twice. She pulled out of my mouth, slapping me round the face with her cock for good measure, and unleashed a stream of piss in my face, as mistress resumed pounding my ass. "You take that, you little bitch" she screamed in her American twang, as the golden shower hit me. Mistress had one push into my arse, with all the force she could manage, then pulled out, pushed me onto my back and joined in the pissing, running up my body until both were splashing my face. I felt my little cock spasm, and realised my jizz was squirting out, mixing with the piss on me. I'd never cum without stimulation before. I just lay there, limp and broken, completely satisfied, as first madam, then mistress finished my final humiliation of the night. Madam slipped off her strap on and sat down, looking slightly dazed. "Fuck" she muttered. "Fuck, that was fucking intense". Mistress gave that wicked smile "Isn't it great?" she said "Having my own dirty slave to fuck and humiliate whenever I like". I smiled softly. I'd done a good job. Becoming Her Bitch Ch. 03 Final part- be prepared, I'm holding back nothing, not for the faint hearted... Much thanks to TessaC for an excellent editing job- any errors are my own. ---------- As I prepared my mistress' breakfast I took a moment to look down at myself. I was wearing nothing but black silk panties. They were my favourite pair of all because they'd been the first that Mistress had given me. She'd slid the soaking wet panties off her sexy legs and onto mine the first time she'd used me. The day that changed my life forever. I was also decorated with my black collar, my leash hanging down to my waist. Just as I put the eggs and toast onto a plate, she walked in. Perfect. I didn't want to make Mistress wait; I wanted to make everything perfect for her. She looked as stunning as ever in her work clothes, fiery red hair falling below her shoulders, grazing the tops of her huge, mesmerising breasts. She sat down and I put the food in front of her. She spanked me as a reward, which I thanked her for, then I was dismissed from the room with a hand wave. I went and sat on the living room floor -I was only allowed on the chairs or sofa with permission. Before she left for work Mistress walked in and smiled. Every smile she gave me made my heart race, even after all this time. "Slave, you've been my property for almost a year now, haven't you?" "Yes Mistress." I was thrilled that I'd been hers for so long. In the early days I'd worried I would ruin everything and be thrown out. I was a slave now; I had no idea how to live in the real world anymore. But she'd always been patient with me, punished me hard, and allowed me to stay. Now I was an expert whore, and felt safe here. "And we've worked hard on you, haven't we? Show me our progress." This meant she wanted me to show her my hole. I bent over and pulled my panties down a little, then pulled my arse cheeks apart with my hands. This was my pride: the gape mistress had given my dirty little hole. Mistress carefully pushed the ends of four fingers, bunched together, into my hole. "I think you may be ready, slut, for my ultimate toy." I looked back eagerly. "Oh really, Mistress?" Her ultimate toy was something she'd mentioned before; a gigantic strap on, the biggest they made. Only the biggest, filthiest whores could take these up their arses. Mistress said that once I could take that I'd finally be the pet she'd always wanted. I was desperate to take it, but first she'd had to loosen me up. She'd used a series of dildos and butt plugs, each one larger than that last, each one stretching me further. "One more test when I get home. For now, let's make sure this hole is ready." I heard her something out of her bag, and then I felt it slide up my arse; a lovely, thick butt plug. I gave a little gasp as it fit into place. Mistress pulled my panties up, slapped my arse, and left for work. The day went by like a dream, as I went about my regular chores, keeping the house spotless exactly as I was commanded. I loved being plugged; I felt like Mistress was fucking me softly all day. I was so excited to have another test - I hadn't known there were any left. I wondered whether any of Mistress' lovely friends would be coming 'round to play with me. She was so generous to share me around; her friends always said they were jealous that she had her own pet whore. Later on, once I'd completed all my commands for the day, I received a text message from Mistress demanding I greet her in a classic position: lying on my back in the hallway, legs in the air. (Mistress had been so great to get me a mobile phone. Of course, it couldn't send calls or messages and could only receive calls and messages from her.) I waited twenty minutes before I heard her car pull up. I could hear two pairs of feet walking up the path, and conversation: we had company! I pulled back my legs as far as they could go for Mistress' entrance. She stepped in, followed by a new friend. The new woman was tall, slim and pretty, with immaculate make-up on olive skin. She giggled as soon as she saw me. "Wow, he looks great!" She had a high-pitched Spanish accent. "Slave, this is your Madam for today. She's been given a very special privilege: she's going to fuck you." That I wasn't expecting. Mistress' friends - Madams to me - would slap, face-fuck, tease, finger, pull on, and piss on me. But never fuck me. That was the one thing Mistress kept for herself. I opened my mouth stupidly, confused. "You'd better not question me, whore," Mistress warned. "Of course not," I replied quickly. "I just... I'm yours to command, of course..." Mistress wasn't happy with this dumb reply. She leant over me and slapped my face, hard. Madam gasped. "Of course you're mind to command, you stupid whore! You don't tell me that. You're my fucking property, understand?" "Yes mistress! I'm so sorry, I'll be good, I'll be a good whore.". She stepped out of the room and came back with her horse whip. I braced myself - this tool had a vicious sting. I wished I hadn't been such a bad slave. I should never hesitate when commanded. She grabbed me by the hair, bent me over her knee, and gave my arse no mercy. "This—is—what—you—get—for—embarrassing—me!" She punctuated each word with a vicious whack. I had tears in my eyes, partly from the pain, but more from knowing I'd disappointed Mistress. Suddenly she stopped and was calm. "My slave would like to lick your arse," she informed Madam. I wasn't going to embarrass Mistress again. I scrambled over to Madam as fast as I could and waited for her dress to be lifted. She seemed a little hesitant after my punishment, but also intimidated by Mistress, and she bent down. Mistress pulled her dress up and her lacy panties down, leaving a lovely, toned, tanned arse in my face. I immediately stuck my tongue in and got to work, focusing on the task at hand, rather than my throbbing bottom. "That's it, get right in there, slut," demanded Mistress, pushing my head in further. "Make up for being a bad slave earlier." "Ooooh, yeah baby," sighed Madam, already relaxed."He already has." Mistress' friends were always too quick to forgive. They didn't understand that naughty whores need strict discipline. I thought again about how lucky I was as my tongue quickly circled Madam's back hole. "Damn, you've trained your little slut well!" I went even harder at this praise. It was true, my tongue had been trained as well as my hole; I was once allowed to lick Mistresses' pussy for a full hour. My tongue had cramped horribly, but I was delighted at making Mistress cum repeatedly. My arse licking peaked with my tongue in deep. Mistress pulled my lead so my head jerked back, then she pushed me onto the floor. She got out a blindfold and put it on me. "Kneel, slave," she commanded. I did so immediately. "Open your mouth." I stretched it open as wide as it would go, wondering what would be heading my way - dildo, arse, pussy, piss? It was a dildo. I wrapped my mouth around it eagerly. But wait, something was odd. It was warm, and fleshy... Mistress whipped my blindfold off. Madam's cock was in my mouth. I froze for a split second. Mistress flashed me a dangerous look, and I immediately started sucking. Wow, this was crazy. I was a dirty little whore - but a dirty little hetero whore. I'd never been with a man at all. But then, Madam wasn't a man to me, even with her dick in my mouth. She really was pretty, with a lovely slim body. She was a woman, a woman with a dick to fuck me with. I decided I liked that, and worked my way further down her dick, towards deep-throating. This was one of my essential whore skills, even if I'd only ever done it on dildos. I felt Madam's dick shudder, and again Mistress pulled my lead back. "This is a big moment for my whore, one final barrier - a real cock, jizzing up his arse." That seemed so crazy! Looking at Madam's cock, wet with my saliva, made me feel a deep pang of humiliation, which only made me hornier. Mistress pulled me up by my lead and placed me over a chair. "Only I've ever had this hole," she said, the importance of the moment emphasised. Mistress pulled off my panties and slid my plug out from my arse. "Wow, it looks like you've had it good!" I knew Madam was admiring my gaping hole. I was so proud of it, the ultimate sign of what a dirty fucking whore I was. I felt my own dick stiffen as I sensed Madam's approach. "Now, it's important you know that my whore likes it rough," informed Mistress. "You never make love to a whore, you fuck them. Nothing is off limits." I felt a big lathering of lube, and my arse easily took the dick. It was a good size, bigger than mine, but I'd had bigger. The feeling was so surreal; my battered arse taking a real cock - I just couldn't get my head around the idea. Mistress came and sat on top of the chair. She smiled down at me, and put her hand down her panties. She was really getting off on this. It was a great sight, and suddenly I was really into this as well. Of course I needed a real dick in me, to be the ultimate whore! And that was my only concern: to be nothing less than the biggest whore ever - to please my mistress. "Fuck my slut hole!" I cried. This was dangerous as it sounded like an instruction, but Mistress just strummed herself harder as I took the dick harder and faster. Madam dug her nails into my back and I started to moan with every pounding I took. Mistress grabbed a chunk of my hair, looked me in the eye, and slipped her panties off. As she watched her little whore being degraded, she squirted her wonderful juice right into my face. Two thrusts later another squirt went deep up my arse. We all stopped for a few seconds, panting. This was so intense. Mistress regained her compose first, pushed me back onto the floor, and put her hand over my arsehole. The other went gently around my neck. "Come on, whore," she encouraged, "squirt it out.". I relaxed my wide, fucked-up hole and felt the cum dribble and splutter out of me. "Good boy." She caught it then smeared it over my face and into my mouth. I stuck out my tongue to take as much as possible. "And swallow." "It trickled down my throat, the only cum - besides my own - I'd ever swallowed." "Thanks for coming," said Mistress "Thank you for fucking me," I added. "Any time." Madam smiled and walked out, tight arse sticking out as she left. Mistress looked down on me with real affection. I was so happy to have pleased her, made up for my bad start. She carefully cleaned the remaining juices off my face with my black panties and put them back on me. "Rest for a while," she ordered. "Tomorrow you'll become my ultimate whore." I lay down and shut my eyes, as ordered, but I couldn't sleep for a long time. I was so excited. This is what everything had been leading to. But I knew I had to sleep, I had been ordered to, so I lay very still, and finally my heart stopped racing and I was able to drop off. I awoke to a gentle tightening of my lead around my neck, and knew it was time. I looked up obediently as Mistress came back into the room. She was wearing my favourite outfit: a tight black corset that made her boobs look bigger than ever and stockings on her legs. She took me by the lead and walked me downstairs. Sometimes she liked to do this roughly but today she walked me slowly, letting me crawl at a comfortable rate. We walked down the stairs into the dungeon. Mistress had been hard at work , two thick chains hung from the ceiling above the table. I couldn't wait for what Mistress had in store for me. She ordered me to sit up on the table, then to lay back as she wrapped the chains tightly around my legs. My hands were then fastened in the table straps behind my head. I felt that rush of total helplessness. I couldn't see Mistress as she walked behind me and started to talk. "This is it, whore. The final test. Once we are done here, there will be no trace of the old you left. The you who made decisions - had choices - was an independent person." It felt like she was talking about a totally different person. "All there will be left is my slave, my whore, a filthy possession of my own making. I will give you the hardest fucking there has ever been.". She leant over, her beautiful blue eyes staring right into me, and said: "But first, I'd better get your hole prepared.". But she didn't get any lube; she just stood in front of me- never breaking eye contact- right in front of my exposed hole. She pulled her stockings down a bit, then inserted a finger into her pussy. She started to piss. "This is what you are," she said to me, her piss running right around my hole. I just relaxed and took it. What a mistress; just when I thought there were no new ways to humiliate and degrade me. As it trickled into me I'd never felt like more of a dirty slut. Some ran down my body. It seemed to last so long; I felt that brutal rush of humiliation. I wasn't really a man anymore; I could never change back. That was a lie anyway. I was always a slave, I had just not found my master until now. Finally she finished and inspected my pathetic body. "Now comes the fucking of a lifetime," She knelt under the table and got it out: her ultimate toy. She stood up, and there it was. I felt like my eyes had popped out of my head. I had never really thought about how long twelve inches really was; it was much bigger than what I'd taken. And the thickness... my first comparison was that it seemed the size of my forearm. I was scared. "Oh my God, Mistress," I gasped, "you're so big." "Yes I am. A big dick for a big whore." This was real fear. This wasn't fun. This was really going to hurt, more than anything. I had no dignity, but pain still hurt. "Please, Mistress," I begged, "I'm so scared. I'm just a little slut, I can't take that." She put her hand around my throat. "No you are not. You are not a little slut. You are the dirtiest, filthiest whore there is." Her other hand suddenly grabbed my dirty panties, ripped them right off my legs, and stuffed them into my mouth. "Now shut the fuck up." I quivered as Mistress' giant dick edged closer towards my helpless, dirty hole. I tried to concentrate on the wonderful, filthy aroma of the panties in my mouth, the memories of a dozen fucks. I heard the sweet squelch of her rubbing herself, and finally she lubed me up with her own juices, rubbing them all around my hole. I bit down hard on the panties as she entered me, my loose hole stretched to breaking point to accommodate the extreme girth of Mistress' brutal dick. She leant over me as she slowly went deeper inside me. I already felt so full, but I knew there was much more to come. I looked up at my goddess, her massive, perfect round tits bouncing in front of my face, an intense grin of pleasure on her beautiful face. Her fingers went to my nipples, and pinched hard. I welcomed the distraction from the barely tolerable pain in my arsehole. She leaned in closer and an amazing breast brushed against my face. There was nothing softer and more pleasurable to feel - a total contrast to the pain further down. She didn't stop leaning further in, she pushed her tits right into my face, still working my little nipples with her hands. I embraced the total domination as her dick slid yet further up me, and my oxygen was suddenly cut off as her breast totally covered my face. As she went deeper the pain decreased. I realised I was passing out. She wasn't going to let me breathe. I realized Mistress was going to kill me. This was my ultimate submission, the only way to be the biggest whore. I decided to accept my fate. Everyone must die; my death would be perfect: suffocated by breasts, covered in piss, taking the ultimate fucking. I just tried to stay conscious as long as possible, as my body started to shut down. Suddenly she was up, leaning back, her whole dick inside of me. She let go of my nipples and I snapped back into reality. As I panted desperately, the full pain of my brutal fucking hit me. Mistress drew back and slammed the whole way into me. I let out a full-blooded scream, panties dropping out of my mouth. "Yes, whore! Yes, whore! Fucking scream for me!" Mistress yelled, pulling back, before penetrating me even harder. I obliged with an even bigger, ear-splitting scream. She kept going, fucking my broken body hard as I cried out, totally out of control. She hit me 'round the face in ecstasy. I looked at her and she was blurred; I realised tears were streaming down my face. This was like nothing I'd ever experienced. Mistress stopped thrusting, and slowly pulled out of my battered hole. She smiled at me, suddenly calm, and placed her hand around my shuddering cock, which was, of course, as hard as it had ever been. She plowed her gigantic dick into me one last time- the whole twelve inches straight up me- and stroked down on my pathetic little nob. As I let out one last scream, my jizz squirted straight into my open mouth. Mistress pulled out and removed her cock. I just lay there. Mistress untied me as I looked up at her, glassy-eyed, like a boxer who'd just been knocked out. I allowed myself a small smile. I had done it. I had taken the biggest dick out there; I was the biggest, filthiest slut in the world. My hole was totally destroyed, as was my destiny Mistress sat on the table alongside me and placed my head on her lap. She started to stroke my hair. "Good boy, such a good little slut," she said softly. She lowered a boob to my mouth and I suckled gratefully. With her other hand, she gently rubbed my ruined hole. "Whose my good little whore?" "Oh Mistress," I mumbled, "thank you so much. You are my world. I am nothing but your slave. Forever." --------- That's the end of my trilogy- thanks to everyone who has read these, and especially those who've given me feedback. I'd love to hear anyone's thoughts, particularly if you've read all three parts.