A Fuctoy in Training

Rosie was in the kitchen, doing her washing up, and fantasising about Liam. She was completely lost in her thoughts. She lived with her boyfriend, Drew, and 3 other guys in a student house, including Liam. Liam was simply irresistible to her. He had these very beautiful blue eyes, and a pretty face, accompanied by an incredibly alluring masculinity and intelligence. Every time he started talking, she was bewitched by his wit and charisma. She felt as though he took her with him into every story he told, and he commanded a room with a unique presence and energy she had never felt before.

She had so many thoughts about fucking him.

As she washed the dishes, she fantasised about him grabbing her hair, pushing her down to suck his cock... Oh God, she wanted that. More than anything. The thought alone almost made her moan aloud, but she didn't want anyone to hear. Anyway, her boyfriend was upstairs at his desk, and he couldn't know about this.

She heard the door quietly open, and figured it must be Drew. The door closed now, and she kept at her chores. She was nearly finished, when she felt two hands on her shoulders.

"I know you want me, Rosie."

It was Liam.

She startled, "Liam! What are you doing?"

"I heard you talking on the phone about me. These walls are thin, you know. I know what you want me to do to you." Damn, he was right. She had been talking about her fantasies with one of her closest girlfriends, but she had thought nobody could hear her.

He had started caressing her shoulders, and made his way down her back. She shuddered with lust, and began to feel her pussy throb.

"Please don't tell anyone, Drew can never know about this. We've already had enough trouble together recently..."

"Oh, believe me Rosie, I know much more than you think I do. I've heard you talking for months now. You really ought to think about who could be listening."

He had one hand on her waist now, and the other had moved up to slowly caress her breast. She quietly sighed with pleasure.

"I can't, Liam. I just can't. Even though I want to, I can't hurt Drew like that. He means so much to me," she said, and gently pushed his hand off her waist.

He squeezed her breast, hard. She gasped sharply. He leaned in and began to talk in hushed tones.

"Rosie. You're going to do exactly as I say, or I'm going to tell Drew everything I heard. I recorded a lot of it, so I have plenty of evidence that you've been fantasising about fucking me. He would find out what a little whore you have become." His tone had become cold, his touch harsh and unforgiving. Why was it so hot?

"Please, Liam, don't make me do this. I know it's not right, but I just can't help it. Things between him and I have been so... dry lately. I don't feel like there's anything I can-"

"Shut up, whore. I don't care about your life story. Get on your knees now, or I'll share all of this with everyone you know."

Rosie obediently obliged, suddenly feeling hot, embarrassed and ashamed of herself. Am I a whore now? she asked herself.

"Liam, Drew might hear us. I don't want-"

"Open your mouth, whore. If Drew hears, I'll just tell him you came on to me."

Rosie was close to tears at the idea of Drew finding out, but she was so wet now that she was practically a slave to her own needs. Liam undid his zipper and let out his huge cock. It was so hard, and the tip was shiny with his precum. Clearly the idea of degrading her was making him just as horny as it made her.

She opened her mouth and took the whole thing, slowly but surely.

He immediately grabbed her head and started thrusting into her mouth, as far back as he could go. She could barely contain herself - it felt so good to serve him. He was pulsating inside her mouth, and she knew he wanted her badly. She gripped his thighs to help steady herself.

As he thrusted, he said, "Oh, you're such a nasty whore. Such a good girl, taking all of your master's cock." Was this really the same man she had known for two years? He seemed like a completely different person when his cock was in her mouth.

At this point, she had absolutely soaked through her panties. But Liam was not stopping. He finally slowed up a bit and said to her, "Now, I know you want me to throw you down on my bed and fuck you until you can't walk, but that will have to wait. From now on, you are my fuck toy, got it?"

She nodded with his cock still in her mouth, and mumbled "Mmm hmmm!"

He chuckled. "You like that, huh? Well, since I'm the one with the power here, I'm going to give you a signal to let you know when I want to fuck you. If you don't do exactly as I say, Drew and everyone else you know will see you for the dirty bitch you really are. You don't want that, do you?"

She shook her head whilst looking up at him, cock still in her mouth.

"OK. Now. When I squeeze your arm, it means you should come with me and take off your panties. I don't care where we are, or whether you want it. Is that understood?"

Rosie was so overwhelmed by the idea that she became lost in thought, and didn't respond to him.

He smacked her, hard, across the face.

"Is that understood?"

She took his cock out of her mouth.

"Yes, master. I'm your fucktoy now, master."

He groaned under his breath. He grabbed her by the hair again and resumed his throat fucking, until finally he came down her throat. He kept his cock in her throat as he came, making her gag and cry. It was perfect.

He gave her another smack across the face before withdrawing his cock and zipping up his jeans. He left her there, a teary mess, yet so wet from the abuse. She was his fucktoy! What disgusting, filthy, depraved bliss.

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The next day, Rosie couldn't think of anything else. She attended her lectures with a wet pussy all day, and could barely stop herself from grinding on the chairs during class. She desperately wanted to go to the bathroom to touch her pussy. She wondered, had that really happened? It had all felt so surreal. She had fallen asleep with Drew that night, snuggled up to him, pretending like everything was normal.

When she got home, all her housemates, including Drew, were watching TV in the living room. When nobody was looking, Liam beckoned her with a small gesture. She sat down on the sofa next to him, and he put a blanket over her legs. He brushed her pussy with his hand as he did so, and she nearly gasped aloud. He ran his hands up and down her inner thigh, occasionally rubbing her crotch gently. He wanted her to know she belonged to him, that he was in control now.

They watched the TV for a little bit, before Liam squeezed her arm. This was the signal! It hadn't all been a dream. Liam got up and went into his room. When Drew finally left to go into the kitchen, Rosie followed Liam, her heart pounding and pussy throbbing, desperate to be touched.

When she got to his room, she immediately took her panties off under her short dress. He chuckled and came up to her, placing his hands on her shoulders. His eyes passed over her petite form, from her perky little breasts to her full hips and ass. Finally, he groaned and grabbed her arm, pushing her down on his bed so that her back was facing him. She heard the sound of tape being ripped, and felt her arms being bound. She was powerless now. He pulled up the dress to reveal her round ass, and sighed under his breath. He gave her a couple of spanks, which stung quite badly, but she didn't care. She was almost dripping wet now. She had come to terms with the fact that she was now his, a ragdoll to be fucked however he pleased.

She felt his face press into her pussy from behind, and he started licking her clit with slow, teasing strokes. She began to moan quietly, aware that Drew was still in the house and couldn't know. He held onto her ass cheeks as he licked and sucked her, tasting her juices and feeling just how wet she'd gotten for him. She grinded into his tongue, feeling more and more aroused by the minute.

He slowly slid two fingers into her soaking pussy, gently stroking her G spot and bringing her closer and closer to what felt like a shuddering orgasm. Just as she was starting to convulse and push over the edge, he stopped.

"Not yet. Slaves have to please their masters first."

She turned around and knelt on the floor, her mouth wide open, hands still bound behind her back.

He chuckled at her.

"Now there's a good slut. That's not how I want to use you right now, though. But you'll be rewarded for your eagerness later."

Instead, he lay her back on the bed, undoing his jeans. She saw that big cock again and felt a pang of excitement. When he finally pushed it inside of her, she gasped and bit her lip. It felt amazing.

"You don't know how long I've been wanting to do this to you, Rosie."

His dick was huge and filled her soaked pussy well. She was so full, so suddenly, and it gave her a rush of pleasure. He pushed his cock deeper and started fucking her, hard, stretching out her little hole. She was moaning louder now, saying, "Oh YES! Fuck me with your big dick, master! Please, oh please..."

He picked up her panties and stuffed them into her mouth, before choking her, hard.

"Shut the fuck up, whore. You don't want your pathetic boyfriend to find out about this, do you?"

She shook her head.

She began to see stars as he roughly choked and fucked her - it felt amazing. She felt his huge cock filling her pussy, stroking her G spot over and over, pushing deep against her cervix. It sent her into a wave of ecstasy as she finally came, shuddering under his muscular form. Her pussy tensed around him and he let out an excited moan.

"You like that, you little slut? Take all of my cock. I won't always let you cum like that - you'll have to ask next time."

He flipped her over so she was on all fours, and roughly impaled her to the hilt again. He grabbed her hair and used it to pull himself into her over and over again, fucking her like an animal. She couldn't speak anymore, her eyes rolling back into her head as she was fucked. She began to beg him to let her cum again, but this time she was met with a sudden smack on the ass.

"No you may not," he said coldly, and pulled her hair. She gasped in pain and began to tear up, but inside she was screaming for more. He relentlessly pounded her, hunching over her like a ravenous dog. She was unable to contain herself any longer.

"Master, please! Please, please can I c- ooohhhh!" Her body was sent into convulsions yet again and she nearly collapsed from the sheer power of her orgasm. Something about not being allowed to cum made her cum even harder.

But Liam looked at her with disdain.

"You filthy whore. I knew you couldn't resist cumming on my cock again. Well, I guess we'll see how you like your punishment."

He pulled out of her, making her feel so empty and desperate for more cock. He opened the drawer beside his bed and retrieved a flogger and a small bullet vibrator. Her heart was pounding as she waited for what would happen next.

He sat down, grabbed her by the wrists, and bent her over his lap. His eyes darkened and he smiled wickedly.

"You're getting flogged twenty times, pet. This is what happens when you disobey me."

He turned on the vibrator and pressed it against her clit. God, that felt good. Then the first smack came down and stung immensely. She was suddenly worried - she wasn't sure she could get through all of these.

But the vibrator was just as relentless as the flogging. She became increasingly turned on the harder he hit her, to the point where she didn't feel the pain, just the pleasure of the vibrations on her clit. When he was almost at twenty, he began to massage her clit gently with the vibrator. That drove her crazy.

"Ohhhh! Please sir, can I cum?" she almost shouted.

"Very well, pet. See, I can decide when to give you what you want, you greedy girl. I make the decisions here."

Her orgasm made her gasp heavily, and she had to grasp his legs to stay stable. She dug her nails into him, and felt his hard cock press into her side. She could tell he wanted more.

"I love the way you moan for me, pet," he said, grabbing her hair to pull her upright.

He lay her on her back again, and impatiently pushed his cock into her. She moaned from the sudden penetration, but she just wanted more and more cock. She could tell he was getting close by how his big cock was throbbing inside her. He grunted in pleasure as he filled her, over and over again, biting his lip and clearly enjoying her beautiful little body immensely. He finally moaned and hunched himself deep inside her, filling her tight pussy with his seed. She came with him, the thought of his cum sending her over the edge.

"I'm finished with you now, pet. You'll just have to wait til next time. Don't you worry, I'll train you up."