misterwspussy

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

[misterwspussy]

I love non-sexual signs of submission as much I love sexual ones.

Kneel for me, moan for me, beg to cum. After all, you look gorgeous on your knees pleading.

But also lay your head on my lap while we watch something, wear my clothes out, perform little acts of service just to show me how much you care.

After all, my claim over you isn’t just in the bedroom, so why should your services to me end there?

[misterwspussy]

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[misterwspussy]

This was inspired by an old friend of mine. She had a long distance dom, who specialized in denial and objectification and was quite good at it.

He was a student and often worked late at night, so he requested regularly that she come onto Skype video and just act as his screen saver.

She’d have to maintain a stress position, kneel on rice or frozen peas, stand with her head in the corner, stand holding her tits pulled up by her nipples, do calisthenics, just whatever.

Quietly in the background, just to be ignored and dismissed. Just a screen saver.

[misterwspussy]

THE PARTY (WARNING: VERY ROUGH STYLE PLAY, TRIGGER WARNING)

The party was out of control. At a house, a friend of friends. Open french doors leading out to the pool and the slate covered back yard. white walls and beige carpet. A throng of people everywhere, drunk and handsy. people pressed against the walls, making out, grinding together to the music. The sounds of laughter and splashing could be heard over the music.

You were sitting on the leather couch, legs crossed, your tight black dress riding up your ample thighs. The neckline was low, plunging, showing off your deep cleavage. Smooth soft skin, red lipstick and mascara. Lifting a bottle of champagne to your lips and drinking deep. Warmth spreading all through you. You were drunk, too drunk.

There was a man sitting next to you, talking to you. You were too drunk to really follow what he was saying. But he kept putting his hand on your thigh. His finger gently massaging your flesh through the material, the tips of his fingers just over the hem, touching your bare legs. Your pussy twitched at his touch, the alcohol already making you tingle. You looked over and saw a couple making out against nearby wall. His hands all over her body. You can feel yourself dampen.

You bit your lower lip a little as you watched. His fingers closed around your chin and brought your mouth to his, his lips on your full red lips, biting your lower lip as his hand gripped your thigh. As he kissed your neck your head swam with alcohol and lust. His hands pulled your thighs apart, your skirt riding up, his hand finding the front of your panties and pressing down on your clit. You moaned out loud and he bit your collar bone, his other hand in your hair, gripping it tight and pulling your hair.

His fingers pulled your panties to one side and sliding into your pussy. You were so wet. His fingers pushing in and out of you. His mouth on your cleavage. he roughly pulled the front of your top down, off your large tits. He pulled a strap of your bra down and freeing your mammoth tit, taking it in his mouth, sucking your hard nipple into his mouth as his fingers sped up inside you. You were getting close, your body bucking against his digits, the shivers running along your spine.

Before you could cum you open your eyes and remember where you are. The party was still raging, but a few people were gathered around you, watching you being fingered. Mostly guys, but also a few women. One of the guys was rubbing himself through his pants. All of them were sporting large bulges in their jeans, and slow smiles on their faces. Their eyes on you pushed the pleasure to the next level and you started to shake.

“That’s it. Cum, you little slut,” said one of the men.

You fell over the edge and started to orgasm, your eyes open, watching them watching you. The man pulled his fingers out of your dripping pussy and pushed you onto your knees. he stood over you and took out his thick hard cock. You knelt there in a daze until he slapped you across the face.

“Suck it, whore,” he ordered.

You took his cock in your mouth and he pulled your hair, forcing his cock into your throat, fucking full lipped mouth. One of the men watching unzipped the back of your dress as you fought to take all the man’s cock down your throat, tugged your dress down to your ample hips and then ripped your bra from your body, freeing your huge breasts.

Your pussy was on fire as the man pulled you off his cock and onto your feet by your hair, slapping your face a few times to bring you back to reality. The group of men around you now had their cocks out, openly stroking them over you, leering at your tits. Most of the party had stopped at this point, standing around watching you being used. Cheering and jeering at you.

“Fuck that slut!”

“Get her naked.”

“Fucking whore!”

The man pulled down your skirt and your panties, revealing your round ass and perfect pussy to everyone there. Then he put you on the coffee table, on your hands and knees and got behind you. You felt the throbbing head of his cock entering your tight little pussy, pushing deep into you. Filling you up as the men gather around you, stroking their cocks. Your tits bounce as the man hammers into you, pushing deep into your pussy. Then men started to feel you, to touch your body. So many hands were on you, pulling your nipples caressing your flesh.

One of the other cocks slid along your cheek and you opened your mouth to accept it. You sucked on that stranger’s cock as the man fucked you harder, slapping your ass. The crowd jeered as he spanked you, raining insults down on you. Your pussy dribbled down your thighs. The cock in your mouth was withdrawn and another replaced it. Hands held onto your torso and tits so you could use your hands to stroke more cocks. Your mouth was used by so many men, you lost count of all the cocks that dipped into your mouth. Maybe it was eight? Nine?

The man inside you grunted and gripped your ass, his cock swelled up inside you. he pulled out and shot a thick load of cum all over your ass. The crowd clapped. A random member of the crowd poured beer over you to wash away his seed. A few of the men in front of you peeled off and went behind you. Their hands gripped your thighs and pulled you down onto the table, laying there on your side. One cock slid easily into your juicy pussy, filling you up. The other cock nudged against your tight little anus. You gasped and someone shoved a cock into your perfect warm wet mouth using your face.

You moaned low and hard as that thick cock speared your tight ass. The other cock fucking you fast and hard in your twitching cunny. As soon as the cock was all the way inside your ass, up to the hilt, you came. Your scream muffled by the mouthful of cum that emptied into your mouth, it;s owner gripping your hair. You panicked a little but managed to swallow it all. You only had time for one heaving breath before the next cock was in your mouth.

They fucked you like that for what felt like hours. The cock in your ass swelled up so large before it came, you felt like it was going to rip you in two. Your mind drifted away on wave after wave of pleasure, as cock after cock used your holes. Your belly filling up with their cum. Your pussy and ass fucked raw and ragged as people laughed and clapped along.

When you couldn’t take anymore, and you fell exhausted onto the coffee table, they flipped you onto your back and tied you down to it. They dropped some magic markers on your stomach and went back to partying. Every now and then someone would walk over and pick up a pen, write something on your naked body about what a filthy slut you were. Play with your raw pussy or tweek your nipple, feed you some more booze.

You woke up the next morning like that, tied to the table, covered in writing and warm cum. All insults about what a whore you were, about how much you love cum and cock. Your body radiating with a delicious, raw pain. A man was standing over you, jerking his cock. You tried to speak but couldn’t find your voice. he got down low over your face and groaned as he shot a load over your face, covering you in his cum. Then he undid your restraints and you went to the bathroom to clean up.

before you got in the shower you noticed across your forehead, in bold capital letters someone had written:

SLUT

[misterwspussy]

Want to be a better woman? Follow these easy steps:

1. Learn your place

2. Get dumber

3. Be easy to use

4. Tend to your owner's needs

5. Degrade yourself for him

As usual the first on is the most important one. To understand what you need to do, you need to understand what your role is. To illustrate it best, I'll just say that a man can do almost everything you can, and better. What he needs you for are your holes, because women are the best thing when it comes to releasing sexual tension.

That's right! You are just something we can stick our dicks into. This may not seem like much but is a very important role!

As I have said, men are just better than you at everything. This includes thinking. Women body spend more energy on sustaining their tits and producing pussy juice than on thinking. This is why you should stop thinking and just let him take the lead. Any important decision needs to be made? Your man will know what to do.

This may seem strange at first, but it is only natural! Evolution gave you boobs so you can find a man that will do the thinking for you.

With that out of the way comes the third point - ease of use. As I've already established, you only have one role. When you stop thinking about silly things like work, you can focus on making yourself available. Wear skirts and no panties, since that way your holes are easily available. Don't wear bras - they make your tits hard to grab. If you have a free moment, edge yourself, so that your cunt will make decisions, not your stupid silly brain. Clean your ass, because if someone wants to use it, you have to be prepared.

If you think this isn't proper behavior, then, first of all, why are you still thinking? Second of all, how can this not be proper, if that helps you fulfill your role?

Next is caring about your owner. Make sure he has everything he needs. This is different for every Sir. At first it will be hard, but after a while you'll learn to anticipate most things he wants. There are some universal things though! You have to keep his balls empty. If his cock is hard, your role is to make him cum, however he needs. Sometimes it will mean sucking him off, sometimes offering you pussy or asshole. Listen to what he tells you, and you'll be a nice bimbo!

The last thing is connected to the first one. See how smart is it? A dumb woman like you would never figure it out! Remind your owner that you know your place. Show him that you understand yohr role, by degrading yourself often. You did something wrong? Say that you're such a stupid whore. Offer your body as a way of saying sorry! Ask him to punish you.

Remember that you are his, born to satisfy men. As long as you have in mind, even the most mundane chores and thorough usage of your holes will fill you with satisfaction!

If this seems counterintuitive, think about your man. He is better than you.

I hope it helps all the stupid whores here! If you have any questions or can't understand something, I can explain it again with examples. Just remember: you have a role!

[misterwspussy]

You used to be so smart.

Now look at you. You're a drooling mess.

It wasn't that hard to break you. See, the smart girls are actually easier to take over. They know more words, and all of them can be used against them. With a deeper vocabulary, I can describe everything in more detail and you'll understand. Making it easier for you to be distracted.

Not to mention smarter girls tend to worry more. They constantly overthink themselves. But when you listened to me, you didn't need to worry. Not about anything.

At first our conversation seemed normal. The shifts in your mind were too gradual for you to notice. You just let my words distract you slowly. You didn't realize when you started using less words yourself. You'd rather listen to me than speak for yourself.

And before long the only word you could say was "yes".

Now, no one's home in that pretty head. But don't worry, I'll take care of you. All you need to do is listen to me closely.

Good girls don't think.

[misterwspussy]

one of my favorite humiliations is interruption

like yes please feel me up while I’m talking. take my tits out so you can look at them instead of paying attention to what I’m saying. shove your fingers in my mouth mid-sentence, or a dildo, or your cock. have me stop talking so you can spit in my mouth and then have me swallow and keep going like nothing happened. turn me on and rile me up and make me blush red while maintaining serious conversation. tell me without words you don’t care what I have to say right now.

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