extreme abuse

Author: pyq
Word count: 3891
Peter lay flat on the bed wrapped in plastic sheeting, looking at a small window with iron bars in the corner, feeling
Very numb. He was wearing only a pair of dirty underwear, and the dark basement smelled of musty poop
the taste of.

The hour hand on the old wall clock has pointed to five, and the mistress will be back soon, Peter thought. Unconsciously,
The cock throbbed a few times in the sticky panties.

Peter jumped out of the bed, and took out a dog food bowl filled with clean water under the bed. He drank a little and danced again
Back to bed. At ten past five, the hostess will be back soon.

From a young age Peter had frequent fantasies about being abused by women—mentally and sexually. he has normal children
Years, normal family, normal education, normal job. But no matter what, he can’t change his sexuality
Towards. He occasionally asks normal girls out and has legitimate sex, but he always feels that something is missing in his life.
what. Six months ago Peter met the hostess through a personal advertisement in an underground tabloid in this city. three
A month ago, he decided to completely give up his freedom, resigned from his clerical job, and moved to the neighboring province
The basement of the hostess’ house became a full-time sex slave. If you ask Peter if he regrets it, he doesn’t know
I don’t know how to answer you, because he has completely become numb and lost the spirituality of a free man. when he decides
He has decided to give up all pretense to satisfy his sexuality and his eccentricities.
Make a deal to erase all the past. Now he is just a sex slave of his mistress, without thoughts, without dreams.

Five thirty-five.

There was the sound of doors opening and closing upstairs, followed by footsteps in high heels on the stairs. peter
He quickly jumped off the bed and knelt by the door like a dog. There was a sound of locks being opened outside the door.
Then the figure of the hostess appeared at the door.

Peter’s mistress is a secretary in a large family office. In order to make a living, she suffers every day in the company
Swallow. But like Peter, she also often had BDSM sexual fantasies since she was a child, the difference is that she likes
Abusive men. She doesn’t want to fall in love or get married normally at all. He has always imagined that he can have a woman who is completely his own.
slave. Half a year ago, she celebrated her twenty-eighth birthday, and saw the slight wrinkles around her eyes in the mirror.
Wen, she decided not to live passively anymore, she decided to do what she wanted to do, so she lived in a metropolis in the neighboring province.
An underground tabloid ran a chapter of a personal ad.

On the fifth day after the advertisement was published, a twenty-three-year-old man named Peter called…

The hostess is about five feet eight and weighs one hundred and thirty pounds. Red, slightly curved long French shawl. green
Eyes, long eyelashes. The front chest is not particularly large, but it is also very well-proportioned. The pubic hair of the lower body is all shaved,
Only in places very close to the vagina and lipsSome red fuzz. Peter personally likes women with no hair on their lower body
Of course, even if the hostess is really hairy, he can only think about it for himself.

The hostess walked into the basement, closed the door and locked it, walked to the bed and sat down. She began to
He never looked at Peter. The hostess rubbed her eyes with her hands, it seemed that she was very tired from work that day. peter
He crawled to the feet of the hostess without saying a word. He is not allowed to say anything without the mistress’s permission, peter
Of course you know the rules.

The hostess turned on the TV, and slowly ate the burrito she bought on the way home from get off work, ignoring each other.
have to. Occasionally, the hostess spit the food in her mouth onto the bed, and Peter picked it up and ate it without a sound. Half
After an hour or so, the hostess wiped her mouth and turned off the TV.

Peter knew that it was time to serve the mistress.

“Go to bed.” The hostess said coldly.

Peter climbed onto the bed, faced the hostess, and knelt in front of her, his dick had already started to harden.
The hostess took off her coat and hung it carefully by the door. Then he walked up to Peter in his underwear.
She looked at Peter, and then, without warning, spat in Peter’s face. Sticky drool ran down Peter’s face
To the bed wrapped in plastic sheeting.

The hostess also climbed onto the bed and took off her underwear. She lay on her stomach and lifted her asshole up.

“Lick me clean!” the hostess ordered.

Peter quickly turned around and knelt down facing the hostess’ asshole. Today the hostess seems to have a big ass hole
The poop was not wiped afterwards, and the dried poop was stained around the mistress’s pink asshole. The hostess often deliberately does not go
Take a shower or wipe your ass. Peter lowered his head, buried his face in the mistress’ asshole, and began to use his tongue
Head cleaning mistress’ asshole. Peter eats the mistress’s stool almost every day, so he is naturally familiar with the slightly bitter stool.
the taste of. He first dilutes the mistress’s dried shit with saliva, and then bit by bit, carefully
Lick up the stool water and swallow it down. The hostess lay on the bed and closed her eyes to meditate.