To my slave (by Master)

The sole purpose of your existence is me. If I am not there you do not exist. You come alive as you see me or I chat with you to give you instructions

I use you as I please. I do not have to worry about anything, neither do you.
I feed you, train you.  You do anything I want eager. I can dress you up as Emily or as my slut slave.

You crave my orgasms. And orgasm if mine is you biggest reward. It makes you orgasm yourself. I have to forcefully remove you from my cock as you suck me as you never want to stop
The feeling of me exploding in you mouth, pussy, or ass drives you wild. As I fuck you you look at me. Try to see what ever you can do to make it more pleasurable of me.

If I am not there you take care of you body, out soul, and you mind, preparing them for your next encounter with me. Exercising, stretching to go into positions, shaving, resting and learning my words my hart.
Kegles, legs behind the head stretches, the slave positions, controlling you gag reflex, are part of your daily routine.

My thoughts are about keeping you in basement.

Enema (by Master)

One evening I come down with milk bottles and an enema bottle.
"Today I will totally cleanse the inside of you" I say. I will invade you inside and you have to let go. I push you down doggy style ass in the air. I put enema in and fill you up the first time.
  You look at me with big eyes. You have to go. You ask, I slap you hard.
"I did not say you can ask". I wait long and then let you run to toilet.
I say "now you  are all clean inside "
I push you down on floor into all four again but now I tie you up. And fill you up again. You feel very full. I push my cock I to your moth. I see it in your eyes you have to go, but I do not let you. I start rubbing your pussy. You get closer and closer to orgasm while trying to old in. But you can not any more, you scream and in one very forceful orgasmic excision all cones out of you.
You see me smile.
I full you up again. Not that full this time and then start to fuck your ass. Oh it is so tight as you try to hold all in. You moan and scream. It just drives me crazy. You see I start to get close. And I shoot my load. And again you get an incredible orgasm exploding. The feeling of release you get is just so big. I untie you and hold you in my arms. I tell you. "Your master took your inside today. I will teach you that all of you is mine"

You are so soft now, completely broken, completely under my control.
You feel so released as I could invade the most inner of you. I tell you. Show your master your appreciation now.
"Suck me, make love to my cock with your mouth."
You never felt so excited to show me how my h you love my cock. Your eyes are glues to mine, you just feel my excitement. You never want it to end. As you feel me coming close you have to control your orgasmic contractions. These is nothing you want more in this world right now then to feel me cuming. I start to pulsate, the first cum shoots out. You moan, my cock exploding in your mouth gives you total body orgasm. You feel completely united with your Master.
You suck and suck until I pull you up to me. Taking you I to my arms.
We are both so relaxed and happy and nap together arm in arm got hours. Our dreams are in sync, our breathing is in sync. We are just happy.

The machine (by Master)

Your Daddy comes home with a big smile on his face. You see this kid of. You know he has worked out something. I tell you "go in your room while I set things up"
You hear me running several times to the car and then a strange humming sound. Finally I come up to get you. My smile is even bigger. You ask what?  I say are you ready? Ready for what you ask, I say "I will completely fuck you to heaven."
I take you by your hand and lead you into the room.
You see a big machine it has a large dildo on it. As we enter I grab you, push you in the table and tie you up. You can not move one bit. I position the machine the dildo goes in your pussy and I turn it on. It starts fucking you. It does not hurt, but you feel the definite relentless strokes of the machine. I say "have fun", turn if the light and leave.
You lay there in the dark the machine fucking you. You try to relax and as you relax you feel the first orgasm. And it continues. You have no idea when I come back.
Then you hear me coming. I say "just checking if you are ready", you say nothing,  so I increase the speed of the machine and strap a vibrator onto your clit. And again I go away.
The stimulation is so intense. And you cum over and over again.

It's seems line a long time and you hear me coming in again. You look at me. I ask you. "Are you ready?". You ask ready for what? So I turn at turn around and go again.
You start to feel exhausted as this machine just fucks and fucks. You are a bit confused but then again enjoy this constant simulation.
I come I again and ask "Are you ready?"  You try to not do the same mistake and say "yes" "So" I ask you "for what", you hesitate. So I go again, turning the machine even faster.
 Now it starts arching a bit. And you are thinking, all these orgasms make it hard.
After a while I come in again. You immediately say "fuck me, I am ready for your cock".
This is what I wanted to hear.
I move the machine to the side and fuck you hard. Oh it feels so good to have your masters cock in you. Your pussy is arching and only the cock of your Daddy can cure that. You are so exhausted, your legs are shaking. You feel how excited I am. I fuck you until we both come again.
You did sleep very well that night. And now you know what to say if your master says "are you ready?"

The Toys

The Collar

Hitting

Harness

Restraints

Stretching

Big Red

Rape

If you've been sexually abused & 1/4 girls are abused or assaulted by the age of 18- so it is not uncommon. Also, it's not uncommon for there to be sexual acts that reiterate feelings of abuse to which you are Appalled & disgusted in a way that is hard to describe. I've never tried to research it, if there even is any research that has been done, as to what prompts different acts to be particularly desired & others to be wholeheartedly repulsive to females. As it is, knowing many females who have been abused & fit into this category of those who like disturbing sexual or 'kinky' acts, there is no obvious surface explanation that I've seen or made connection of such. I wouldn't advertise your feelings to anyone you don't trust for unconditional acceptance, as those who've never been abused have trouble finding empathy because they've never experienced such desires. HOWEVER, know that you are NOT alone, NOR dirty, NOR defiled in & by your sexual preferences, so you've no reason to feel inwardly ashamed. I like to be held down, my neck held tight, some pain, anal sex, as well as oral-anal give & take (the latter 3 only by those I am completely comfortable with; none by a one-night stand - as those situations give me more the traumatic 're-feeling' of the initial abuse rather than pleasure). ALSO, note that women who have been abused respond primarily in 2 ways: general or majoritive abstinence and general or majoritive promiscuity. There is a plethora of research on this topic.

Shorts we like

Rough play is actually a temporary time travel back to a place inside us where we did not have a worry in the word. By letting go of everything and embracing the endorphin/dopamine rush, mixed with adult sexual release, it creates a pseudo state of childhood.


 True submission means to always listen, be honest, open, to tell how I feel. Above all else my goal isto please my master, hop­ing that He finds me pleas­ing in all that I do, whether I am in His pres­ence or not.  My Mas­ter knows of my poten­tial, learn­ing more about me in each day I am with Him. He trusts that I will act in accor­dance with what He  tells me to do.  He knows what is best for me and how impor­tant it is that i grow under his teaching. Just the sheer thought of Him or the  hear­ing of His voice gives me strength. I respect  my Mas­ter: His  respon­si­bil­i­ties, His skills, His hunger and needs, and His     con­cern for my safety, my emo­tional, psy­cho­log­i­cal, social,  sex­ual, and phys­i­cal health. 

Used hard (by Emily)

Today has been very hard for me things have come back and it's all messed up things cross over making me confused and unsure of things. I panic as things scare me they are like they happened more then once. I have been very emtional today for whatever reason I do not know.
 [Master's Comment: You had to have sex yesterday with snoring man, even you did not want to, you told me before it would be rape, this brings these feelings]. 

Also have had very dark thoughts today as well thoughts that maybe even scare me.

 I have thought about being tied up and used very rough that Master don't hold back anymore and does as he wishes as that he walks in no hello just grabs me by back of head and I am resisting he slams my face on kitchen counter saying you bitch you just dont learn. My nose starts bleeding and eyes are filled with tears. "Oh my slave you look so sexy blood running down your face get on your knee"s now I get on my knees looking up at Master I am sure he has broken my nose I think what have a done to make him so mad at me. My eyes are swelling up but I look up at him and open my mouth. 
 He unzips his pants and rams his cock in my mouth I cry it hurts I can not breath right out of my nose my blood drips on his cock. 
My slave I will teach you and train you my way I will clean out itouch and phone and if i find programs on there that I haven't installed your in big trouble I want this control you will give it to me . I look up and say thank you Master.
 "Now take your clothes off slave and bend over your master is gonna hurt you even more" and once naked and bent over master ram deep into my pussy causing me to gasp for air and almost makes me fall over grabbing my hips pulling him deep inside of me. He then pulls my hair so head is back eyes looking at him he thrusts so hard I cum so hard, Master follows right after as my pussy grips his cock my dirty little bloody slave I want more blood from you lay down. I lay on the floor and Master takes a razor out and says relax this will make you cum he rubs my g spot I start squirting everywhere and he runs blade down my inner leg I am cummig so hard I can't stop my Master then licks my leg he comes up and his mouth is covered in my blood he kisses me deeply and says "My Slave nothing will ever been hidden from me this is your lesson a tough one but one I want you to make sure that you remember, my eyes have begun to blacken now let's get you I the hospital so you can get looked at remember you fell some of your lessons we will have to lie about as no one will

Story 8 (edited my Master) this is a heavy one

(This story is from another girl but it fits so well I think).

I was raped when I was a teenager. I wasn't a virgin but had only been with one guy who broke my virginity and we were still together at the time. The rape  happened to me when I was working for a manager who was the friend of the family and who got me the job. 

After what happened with the rape, I started cutting myself. It's weird because I didn't have anyone saying cut yourself you'll feel better but when I did I felt a whole lot better, I just didn't want to be in that kind of pain anymore. As the years went by I found myself being really promiscuous. I didn't care who I had sex with or why. Sex was something I needed to be punished for because I needed to feel that pain. It was getting out of control.

We stayed with an uncle for a little while but moved into another place. This uncle was there to help us and show us the ropes on what needed to be done but when I needed rides he asked for sexual favors. I told him I felt uncomfortable. He finally helped me with getting a job at the company where his wife worked. He was my family's only means of transportation so he volunteered to take me to work. On the way to work he would stop at his house and come on to me and touch me. I told him he was an uncle and I didn't & couldn't look at him like that. He raped me anyway. After that rape, I started cutting myself like crazy.

Then I was introduced into the world of BDSM. This way I can have pain, be punished for what I deserved and didn't have to do it myself. I meet people randomly from the internet who are also into this lifestyle. I'm am always the submissive. I want to beat up and humiliated since this is all i know with men. I cry about it afterwards but I deserve to be punished for being so stupid. Sex is not love. Sex is a means of hurting a person. Why am I like this? Should I go back to cutting myself so I won't eventually meet up with the person who will go too far and kill me.  Do I have some kind of personality disorder? I get scared when I'm around a lot of people or people in general because I don't trust them.   I don't even like sex anymore yet I use it as a tool to get beat up and humiliated.

Story 7 (edited my Master)

My Little Girl Emily.

Last time I did meet my little girl the following happened. When I asked her to lay down she resisted. Emily does this sort of thing on purpose, resisting I mean. She gets off on provoking me. She likes me to be rough with her, so she intentionally tries to resist in the hope that I will get pissed off and be more aggressive with her.

"Go ahead and take your place," I asked.

"No," was all that she said with a smart-ass tone.

"Emily, I will ask you again, lay down on the table," I said in a deep, firm voice.

"Fuck yo...."

Before my girl could finish her sentence I had grabbed her hair and was dragging her across the room. I pushed her down onto the table by her neck and slapped her ass a few times with my hand. My dick began to firm. Spanking my girls tiny, white ass always gives me a hard on.

I spun her around and pushed her down on the table, holding her there with one hand. With the other hand, I put her legs in place and secured them there. Now she wasn't going anywhere. Then I moved around to the front and did the same with her arms. My cock was now in full raging hard-on. 

Emily finally lay spread-eagle on the cold wood. Her legs were spread and shackled to two tall, metal poles, just above each ankle. She had on her required 5-inch black strappy heels, which were pointing up in the air. The table was not long enough to support her body, so her head hung off of one end, and her ass cheeks hung just off of the other. Her pussy and asshole were at the perfect height. Both were easily accessible. She could be fucked in either hole and there was nothing the little cock-loving girl could do about it. Many times I have tied her up like this so that a group of men could fuck her and use her repeatedly. Emily's snatch was already dripping wet, wanting to be filled. I walked up to her hole and stuck my dick right in.

"Uuuggghhhh", Emily moaned.

I pulled my cock out, grabbed my riding crop and hit her on the inside of her thigh.

"You fucking cunt, I didn't say you could make a sound." 

With her small body and tits, she looked like a helpless little girl. I had to remind myself that she is a grown woman and loves the abuse that I give her.

I slapped her legs and pussy lips a few more times with my crop, and she cried out again. So I went over to get my red ball gag, and brought it back to her. I walked around to her head and stuffed my cock in her mouth. I fucked her face and continued to give her the punishment she craves.

"Suck my cock you fucking pig," I said.

I pinched her nipple with one hand while I spanked her cunt a few more time with my riding crop. Then I pulled my cock out of her mouth. She held her mouth open, wanting more.

"That's all you get for now you cock-sucking whore," I told her.

I lifted her head up and fit the leather straps around her head, placing the ball in her mouth to muffle the sound of her cries.

Then I walked back around and buried my dick back inside of her fuck hole. Emily moaned against the red ball, tilted her head and took ever inch like a champ. I fucked her hard for several strokes, enjoying the feeling of being inside my little pet. Then I stopped and pulled out again. She looked up at me suddenly in frustration -- I was watching for her expression, as I knew she would.

This time I took my crop and aimed squarely for her clit.

WHACK!

Emily's eyes rolled back in her head, with a look of both ecstasy and pain. Her muffled cry was delayed a bit, but it came soon enough.

WHACK! WHACK!

I hit her clit a few more times. Emily's pussy was positively running like a faucet. I went over to a table in my basement and grabbed one of the butt plugs I use on her. I looked back at my whore. She looked so sexy with her legs forced wide open and tied to the cold metal poles. Her arms were also bound to two other poles. The black leather around her head and the red ball in her mouth completed her look.

I walked back over and put the butt plug in her pussy. I left it there, and used my hand to slap her ass cheeks a few times. Then I pulled out the now-wet plug and put it up against her asshole. Emily's body was made to be used. Anytime I put something, anything, against her asshole, it begins to open and accept whatever the foreign object might be. I slid the plug into her anus and left it there. Then I squeezed my dick back in her pussy and began fucking her hard again. As my balls slapped against her butt plug, I reach down and pulled on her nipples.

"You fucking skank. You like cock, don't you?" I teased. 

Emily looked at me, making eye contact, and nodded her approval. As I fucked her hard, my stiff cock sliding in and out of her wet cunt, I leaned over her and spit in her face. The white spit looked like sperm across her nose and cheek. She lifted her head up as if she wanted me to do it again. Of course I did not. 

With the plug in my whore's ass, I continued to ram my dick in her and twist her nipples. She gave out a long, shrill scream as she came on my cock. Unlike other masters, I never hold her back from cumming. It turns me on to see her get off. She can cum as much as she wants. Her warm, wet walls constricted hard onto my shaft. I could feel her pussy flinching around me. I continued to fuck her until she had finished her orgasm.

I walked back around to her head and looked down at her.

"If I remove your gag, will you promise to be quiet?" I asked.

Emily nodded that she would do as I ask.

I took the gag off of her, and then before she could relax I picked up my flogger and hit her across her bare stomach. Of course this was a setup, because wasn't expecting it. I knew she would cry out. 

"Aaaaaaaahhhhg!" My slave cried out.

"What? You lying fucking whore!" I scolded her. "You promised to stay quiet. What am I going to do with you?"

With that I pulled Emily's hair so that her head came back and I put my dick in her mouth once more. This time I did not hold back. Soon my balls were resting on her eyes as my hard dick was all the way down her throat. 

"You can't take all of me?" I asked. "That is not my fucking problem. "You are the cocksucker. Suck my cock you girl!"

I continued to force myself down into her throat until her eyes began to tear up. At the same time I hit her again on her chest and titties with my flogger.

"Make a sound NOW, you fucking cunt!" I dared her.

Being the submissive pet that she is, she did her best to not make a sound. I pulled my prick out of Emily's throat and moved up to sit down on her face. When I did she coughed and gasped for air.

"Eat my ass you nasty whore," I told her. 

Emily's tongue licked and slurped at my asshole. She did not dare to stop, or to speak. I dropped my flogger and reach for the rising crop. Her tongue jerked as I struck her pussy lips. I hit her about four or five times. I could tell from the way her body was tensing that my fuck-toy was about to cum again. So I changed my mind and put my dick back into her mouth, all the way to the hilt. But I continued to spank her pussy and clit with my crop. 

My little girl toy came all over herself. He ass was filled with a butt plug. Her mouth was filled with my penis. And she felt the sting of my crop on her pussy and thighs, Emily's body convulsed with pleasure. Her pussy juices ran out of her as she came. The only sounds you could hear were her breathing, the slap of my whip against her skin, and her choking on my dick. I let her ride the wave out, trying not to cum myself. She was turning me on so much and I was holding back. Finally, I stopped whipping her as her orgasm subsided. I removed my cock from her mouth. 

"You are a slut! You exist for the pleasure of whatever man I give you to." You will fuck and suck when I tell you to. Do you understand?"

"Yes Sir," was all that she said, between panting breaths.

"Who are you," I asked, just to remind her.

"I am your cock-sucking whore," she replied, giving one of the responses she had been taught to give. 

I walked back around to the front of my fuck-whore. I pulled the butt plug out of Emily's ass. I stood there, in front of her with my hard dick between her legs. I looked Emily in the eye and held the head of my cock at her asshole. As usual, it opened just a bit. I was always amazed at this being her natural, involuntary reaction. My dick was dripping with her spit, and I pushed. I slid into her asshole with little effort. I did not hold it there but rather immediately began fucking her ass as hard and as fast as I possibly could. 

Emily looked at me as I fucked her ass, but did not say a word. 

"You may speak," I said. "Tell me what you are thinking."

With that she began to scream and yell and curse like a horny woman that had not had sex in years.

"Oh yes! Fuck my ass. Come on Master, give it to me. Oh Yes! Fuck me harder! Harder! Come on! Give it to me. Oh PLEASE fuck me! That's it. Split my fucking ass open," she screamed.

I love it when Emily talks like this, and she knows it. I continued to plow into her, while pulling on her nipples. She struggled against the restraints on her wrist as her body jerked. Then I picked up the crop from beside her on the table and smacked her titties, first one, and then the other. Her ass was the perfect angle for my dick and I drilled her ass, balls deep, over and over.

Emily screamed and shouted for joy, loving all that I was doing to her. I could hold back no more and suddenly began to cum. My stiff cock jumped as I pumped my load into her asshole. My little girl moaned with me as she came as well. Her asshole muscles squeezed the base of my dick, in rhythm, draining more cum from my balls.

When I could fuck her no more, I stopped. I slowly pulled my dick out of my slave's ass, to a sucking sound. I walked over and pulled up a chair so that I was sitting between her legs. It is like an office chair, on rollers. I rolled it up and sat there. Emily always looked beautiful after she had been used. She was still tied up, but my cum was running out of her ass and on to the wooden table. She was a little sweaty, and her mascara was running from the tears. She had a few red marks on her thighs and body where I had gotten a little carried away. 

"Would you like to play again later," I asked Emily.

"Yes, please." She said. 

Story 6 (by Emily)

Am I a psycho  your crazy I will let you cut me and have the blood drip from my body as you lick it from my breast and light candles and hot wax drip on my breasts and pussy covering it mmm yes use me take away this pain master as I get on my knees and beg for you to give me pain I will worship you and be yours forever just take this other pain away from me and I feel nothing just crave and serve you master hit me harder and harder mmmm don't stop as tears run down my checks take it all in a room of darkness and yours to use as u please as you wish