SLUTMALE
© 2002-Destiny West

 

You are naked : made to stand against the hard cold stone wall of my dungeon. Your arms are raised high and are shackled to the wall in the iron cuffs that are attached to short thick chains bolted firmly into the stone.
The cuffs are tight around your wrists, grasping your flesh and creating sharp red weals into your tender skin.
TThen you notice the temperature: the room is cold; a clinical coldness similar to that of a morgue.

My slave has left you standing for thirty minutes, and now your arms are aching; your legs weak.

I enter the dungeon cell with my male slave in tow. I am dressed in a black P.V.C corset with matching knee high boots.
The tightness of the corset pushes my full breasts up high creating an abundance of cleavage. I am wearing a black net g-string that is almost see through. You cannot take your eyes off me.

My slave boy is dressed in black PVC pants and a vest that shows his well -shaped chest and arms. He is wearing a black mask fashioned from leather, only his eyes and mouth are visible, but he keeps his gaze to the floor in submission - always walking a three steps behind me.

I order him to stand guard at the door. He obeys without question.

It takes me months to train my slaves properly. They have to be broken into full submission and only a select few are privileged enough to become my slaves.

You have come here today in the hope of recruitment.

I walk over to you and trace my long black fingernails over your chest. your eyes looking directly into mine.

Fear? Possibly..Anticipation? Definitely.
I raise my hand high and bring my palm across your face slapping you hard, my fingernails grazing your cheek, causing a fine line of blood to rise to the surface and threaten to trickle down to your chin.
‘Eyes down.’ I demand of you.
You lower your head looking at the concrete floor.
My hand moves back to your chest and runs across it, then begins its slow descent down your body.
Your cock is limp but well sized; an essential requirement of my all male servants.
My hand encircles your shaft and you groan softly. I do not allow verbal communication of any kind whatsoever from my slaves, however I know you are just a man, and as a consequence aroused easily. I let the groan past unnoticed.
I stroke you firmly, moving my hand up and down the length of your cock. My other hand moves to your testicles, caressing them gently.
Your cock is becoming rigid, each inch growing hard in the palm of my hand.
This amuses me, but I remain straight -faced. Part of being a dominatrix is showing no emotion.

‘Would you like me to suck it?’ I ask you.
‘Yes.’ You say without hesitation.
My hand grip around you cock becomes tighter.
‘ Really? What makes you think I would want to suck it?’ I say, quietly; dangerously.
‘You just asked me.’ You reply, your mouth dry, your body backing into the wall as if in some half attempt to escape from my tightening grip.
I squeeze your testicles and you wince with pain.
‘Get this straight, you are nothing. You are worthless, you do not get asked questions, you only get given orders.’ I hiss at you.‘Every order is to be obeyed without question and to be obeyed immediately. Do you understand?'

You nod your head.

‘You only speak when I give you permission to speak.’
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ou glance over at the slave, his mouth is pursed in an amused sneer.
I release my grip on your cock and testicles.
‘Unshackle him.’ I order my slave.
He moves over to you and unclasps each of the shackles binding your wrists. Your arms feel like lead as they drop to your sides. You take turns rubbing each of your wrists trying to obtain some form of comfort.
‘Secure him to the table.’ I order.
My slave grabs you by the arm and drags you towards the middle of the room.
‘You can get on willingly.’ I tell you. ‘Or slave can force you on it.’
You sit up on the table and then lie back. The table is upholstered in black leather. It feels so soft against your skin. You relax into it.
My slave takes each of your hands in turn and fastens your wrists into the built in shackles. He then walks to the end of the table and forces your legs apart wide and secures both of your ankles.
You move your body against the bonds testing their strength, your efforts are futile you realise that there is no escape from me.
There is a set of small steps attached to the table, my slave takes one of my hands for support and assists me up the steps. I am towering over you.
With his spare hand he unties the laces on my hips for my g-string. It falls to the floor, leaving my pussy bare.
You stare lustfully, your cock growing rigid. I move one leg over you, straddling your face and with my slaves help I lower myself down on to you.
You see my pussy coming down towards you, then it is on your mouth.
I wriggle against you, your mouth opens and you push your tongue into my wetness.
I move myself on you, slowly rubbing my pussy into your eager mouth.
Your tongue probes deeply. I am impressed by your skill but have control and do not show any noises of appreciation.
My juices are flowing over your mouth and down your chin.
I can see your cock throbbing it has become so hard.
I lean forward into a 69 position and my hand wraps itself around the shaft of your cock.
I feel you gasp heavily inside of me from excitement.
I slowly move my hand upon you, stroking you.
Then you feel what you have been desiring, the flick of my tongue across the head of your cock.
You feel ready to explode. My mouth slowly moves down your shaft and my tongue swirls around every hard aching inch of you.
I love sucking cock, the sensation of a man in my mouth; the taste of your pre-cum.
Then my mouth and hand moves away and I slowly raise myself off your mouth.
My slave helps me off the table and down the steps.
Your mouth is glistening with my juices. Greedily my slave leans over you and licks your mouth.
I slap him hard and he cowers away.
‘Bad Slave.’ I yell.
‘Ok.’ I say giving into him just once. ‘Come here.’
He is my favourite slave and I find that the occasional treat keeps them submissive and loyal.
‘On your knees.’ I order him.
I sit on the table beside you and open my legs wide.
‘Eat.’ I demand.
You watch as his face disappears between my legs. I grip the table, holding myself steady as his skilled mouth and tongue devour me.
I have trained him well.
You listen to the noises, one of my hands moves back to your cock and I grip you tightly.
The mixture of pain and pleasure is filling all your senses.
His mouth is really exploring me, his tongue flicking across my clit making my knees want to buckle beneath me.
My hand works on you, stroking you. My grip is so tight.
I am loosing control and have to push his head away.
The mouth piece of his mask is glistening with my juices.
His arms grab me and hold me trying to get between my legs again.
I yell at him, ordering him away; but lust has taken over and I have lost control of him.
He stands up towering over me and grabs my arms dragging me towards another bondage bed.
This one is on the floor and inflatable. He forces me down onto it and secures me firmly with the shackles.
He walks away and over to the table where you are and releases you.
He remains silent, not speaking to either one of us.
I am on my back with my legs spread wide apart. He kneels next to me on the bed and unlaces my corset and pulls it off me leaving me completely naked to your eyes.
Your eyes are wild with lust and you kneel on the bed on my other side.
Slave looks at you and nods urging you to do what you please.
You move in between my legs and your hands open my pussy wide.
You inhale the scent of me, you explore me with two fingers. Delving them deeply into me.
I try to remain silent, not wanting to give you the satisfaction of hearing me moan.
The slave has his mouth on my breasts, sucking each one of my nipples in turn. His teeth grazing over them and then flicking them with his tongue.
You begin to fuck me with your fingers, repeatedly thrusting them in and out of me without mercy.
‘I’ll teach you to be submissive bitch.’ You groan.
The slave looks up at you and smirks.
‘Let’s teach the whore.’ You tell him.
You kneel between your legs holding your huge erection with one hand and guide it to my pussy.
I try to struggle but it is useless.
You thrust into me hard.
‘Oh yes.’ You groan lustfully. ‘Your so fuckin wet.’
You thrust in and out of me, slamming in hard. Your hands move to my breasts sharing them with the slave.
‘Fuck her mouth.’ You tell him.
He grins up at you and straddles my body, lowering his huge cock to my mouth and pushes it between my lips.
‘She won’t bite you, she wouldn’t dare. Or I’ll make her hurt real bad.’
He pushes his cock into my mouth and begins to guide it in and out with his hands.
The taste of his pre-cum is arousing. Secretly I am enjoying this. The feeling of being under utter control by two men.
I let my tongue slide over his shaft and he moans with pleasure.
‘Knew she liked it.’ You say, continuing to fuck me. ‘Bet you like a bit of punishment too.’ You add.
You lean forward and pinch my nipples hard.
The slave’s cock is sliding in and out of my mouth, his hands are pulling on my long hair, helping him thrust into me.
‘Let’s both do her.’ You groan.
Slave withdraws from my mouth and carefully unshackles my wrists.
He is sitting across my stomach pinning me to the bed.
You withdraw your cock, it is throbbing hard and glistening from my juices. Your hand strokes it, your eyes full of lust.
You hold down my legs and the slave slowly gets off me and together you force me over onto my stomach.
Pushing my arms out in front of me, slave once again shackles them to the bed.
I am forced onto my knees and slave forces his way underneath me laying on his back. He guides his massive cock to my pussy and with your help by pushing me down, I am impaled onto his shaft.
Your cock is still glistening wet with my juices, you push me forward and your hands explore my bottom, easing my cheeks apart.
You groan with delight at my arse hole.
‘Don’t.’ I warn you.
‘Virgin are we?’ You laugh, rubbing your finger over my hole.
I tense up, it is difficult to concentrate. The slave is driving his cock into my pussy harder and harder.
‘Mmmm very nice.’ You moan lustfully, tracing your finger around the opening.
Then I feel your tongue flick across it.
The sensation makes me gasp.
Your tongue swirls around and then pushes deep inside of me.
I moan without control.
You move your mouth away and slide a finger into my tight hole.
You move it in and out of me.
‘You like that don’t you?’ You groan.
I moan softly. The sensation of your finger in my arse hole and slaves huge cock fucking me is unbelievable.
‘Your going to love this.’ You tell me.
Sliding your finger out of me, you guide your cock to my hole and push the head into the opening.
I feel myself stretching, the sensation is one mixed of pleasure and pain.
‘Open up baby.’ Your groan pushing in deeper.
I lean right forward and my mouth fastens on slaves shoulder biting into him. He is oblivious to the pain, use to my inflictions of torture upon his being.
His hands kneed my breasts and his mouth bites and sucks upon my flesh.
Finally you thrust in hard.
I bite down hard as your cock fills my hole tightly.
You begin thrusting in and out, your hands around my waist.
You work in rhythm with slave, your cocks sliding in and out of my holes at the same time.
Pain has given way to pleasure. I release my mouths grip upon his flesh and let the moans of ecstasy take over.
I move my body in time with you both, your hands roam down my back and you watch his cock and yours moving in and out of me, stretching my holes so wide.
Your hand moves around to my pussy and feels inside reaching its sort out destination my clit.
You roll it over your fingers and I cry out in delight.
Your fingers work it faster and faster; it is all becoming too much and I feel my body rush over with the ecstasy of orgasm.
You are both slamming your cocks into me so hard, I scream out my body in a fit of spasms.
My arse and pussy grip your cocks so tightly, all of us are moaning with pure pleasure.
You pull out and come around to the front of me holding your cock to my mouth you stroke yourself and my tongue flickers over your head until you erupt with cum, spraying it into my mouth and all over my face.
Slave explodes inside of me, grunting and groaning. Drops of your cum are falling onto his face and he licks it away with his tongue greedily.
Our bodies collapse together, waiting and regaining our energy for more pleasures to come.