Domme Hunter

I see a lot of Femdom stories that are published and from time to time I even read a few of them, as an Old School Dom I have seen too many wanna be Dom/mes out there. I know that while some Dom/mes are the real deal and I have the utmost respect for them, far too many are fakes and only trying to make a fast buck. I am the originator of this story and any resemblance to any person living or dead is purely coincidental and unintended, this story mt not be reproduced, copied or retransmitted in any way shape or form by any means known or unknown without my permission. If you like what you read please remember to like, vote, follow and comment.

Now on with the show.

I looked down at the bound blob before me who was still trying to break free, what the hell was it about me that seemed to attract these damn fakes like flies. I was lucky, this one was local and wanted to have me come to her place, she had thought I was little more than a weak-willed sissy boi she could easily siphon cash from for some humiliation and maybe allowing me cum for her. If I wanted to be humiliated again, I'd get remarried, I had already gone that route and was free of that vanilla drain.

I looked around her "dungeon" and saw all the "store bought" pieces and that told me she was a faker; I had been in the lifestyle for far too long to be taken by the cunt that was hog tied at my feet. 'Don't you have anything here that's hand made you worthless twat?' I asked her and nudged her with my foot. She screamed yet again into the pecker gag that the gimp hood had in the mouth region.

I picked up one of the better-quality floggers that she had bought and was pleased with the weight and feel of it in my hand. I was a fairly large man, 6'4" 290 blonde/blue and fairly strong for being nearly 60, I had strong hands from years of working as a welder and handling steel for over 25 years.

I set the falls in motion watching them as they moved through the air, getting the feel of how this piece came to life in my skilled hands. You see, on top of my many skills and talents I was an Old School Dom and Master with nearly 40 years in the lifestyle. There had been an explosion of new Dom/mes out there after 50 shades had come out in both book and film versions, many of these new kids thought that they could call themselves Master or Mistress and people would bow before them.

How wrong they were, especially here in the community where trust and that title was earned not given away like a cracker jack prize. I could call myself by those names and not be looked at strangely. I wanted to flog her badly but the latex cat suit she now wore would have prevented that. Well, that and all the squirming around she was doing that is.

I looked around her place and found an office with a desktop computer sitting on it, I walked out to my vehicle and grabbed a briefcase that sat behind my seat and brought it back into her office. 5 minutes after opening it I was in her system and draining her bank accounts, 10 more minutes and I now owned everything she had including the house we sat in.

I picked up my phone and dialed a number from memory, it was answered on the 2nd ring. 'I need a clean out 6387 Klingman Dr., the toys to the warehouse please.' I said and the line went dead. I went back into her room and found a gimp bag, I quickly put her in it and attached the straps then lifted her over my shoulder and picked up my now repacked case and walked out leaving the door unlocked. I threw her ass in the back and then got in myself and drove off taking my latest faker with me.

An hour later I pulled into my place and unloaded the package, hauling her out to my pole barn that I had set up as a dungeon and training facility. I had multiple acres on top of a hill that made it easy to set things up like I wanted them, that plus my closest neighbor was over 5 miles away made for a lot of solitude. New slaves could scream themselves horse and no one would hear them.

I unbagged her and then released her hands and feet only to put heavy leather cuffs on her wrists and attached the rings to a lift line and had her up on her pretty toes a few pulls later. I pulled the zipper on her cat suit down the back, opening it up, I ran my fingers over her back muscles and the top of her nicely shaped ass. I liked what I felt.

I shifted from side to side trying to prevent me from touching her naked skin, it wasn't like she had a lot of choice as to what I did to her. Now that I had her wrists secured, I placed a spreader bar on her ankles and removed the hood, she looked around and quickly figured out that she was no longer at home in her private little dungeon.

'You fucking bastard piece of shit man, I'm going to rip your balls and useless dick off and shove them down your fucking throat. I'll fuck your ass with the biggest dildo I can find or have made until your shit just falls out, then I'll have you eat it.' She screeched and flexed her hands trying to free herself. 'You'll beg to become my toilet slave just to have something to eat and drink, I'll rip every hair out of your head and pierce your nipples and hang 5-pound weights from them. You'll be nothing more than a matt for me to step upon while I shit down your throat.'

I just stood there as she vented her spleen and yawned, ye fucking gods she was a noisy blowhard. I walked over to my toy wall and pulled a handmade flogger off its hook and came back to watch her put on a show for me. I really wasn't that impressed with her acting job, it lacked feeling and sincerity, she just wasn't a good actress in my opinion. It was time to give her some motivation.

Her latex cat suit was one of those cheap ones you can get at any sex shop out there now days, I took hold of it and ripped the zipper apart opening the back fully. I could now see her from neck to ass and I liked the view, she let loose a new string of insults and I really was growing tired of listening to her mouth, it was time to shut her up.

I laid into her back with the flogger landing several hard, fast hits before she could scream. Her screams were music to my tired ears, and they sounded much better than her harpy screeching of just a minute before. I spent the next 30 or so odd minutes lashing her to her new position in life, every now and then I'd stop just long enough for her pain receptors to reset a bit.

I'd then cut more of her clothes away and concentrate the majority of my lashes into that area. She just really didn't know how to tamp down on her pain center in her brain, me being former military, I'm very familiar with that part and how to block it out. It seemed that with every free breath she would scream at me and call me a filthy name, I just laughed at her poor attempt to insult me, hell I'd been called worse by those that I actually respected.

'Awwwwwww... what's the matter fuck toy?... is the big bad man hurting your feelings?... do you feel inferior to someone who was doing this long before you were even a gleam in your mommy and daddies' eyes?... fuck the best part of you ran down your moms' legs... you should have been swallowed it would have saved a lot of trees the trouble of making oxygen for you to waste... I've seen smarter heads of cabbage... before I'm done, you're going to be little more than a cum sleave for me and other males to use and you'll beg for out touch you FUCKING WHORE SLUT!' I told her, mocking her pain and giving her, her a new position in life.

It was after midnight when I finally left her naked body slumped in a pit that I had dug in my backyard and had placed a grate over. It wasn't big enough for her to stand up straight in or lay down stretched out, there was also no place for her to relax for more than a few seconds as the stones that made up the sides were roughhewn. The floor was several inches of rough crushed concrete that made it hard to walk, lay or stand on. There was also a thick metal chain that was embedded into the floor, I had watched her, via a remote camera, pull on it after I had come inside and was having something to eat.

She screamed in the direction I had walked off on; I knew she was yelling down towards a forested area away from my house. I walked downstairs into the basement and pulled a cum sleave out of her cell and used her hard and fast, she simply went limp and allowed me to take my own pleasure from her broken body and mind. 6 months ago, she had been another of those fake mistresses that demanded tribute and knew nothing of what the lifestyle really was, I now had 4 down here in my basement.

I went back upstairs after draining my balls into her wet pussy and got out their dog bowls. I filled them with rice and pieces of chicken that I had warmed in the nuke for a few minutes. I stirred in a bit of cheese and filled the bowls and went back down to the cell area. 'Feeding time dogs.' I said and opened their doors after placing a bowl before it. They came out and quickly eat with their faces in the bowls, as far as I was concerned, they were no longer people but pets to be controlled and spoken to as one would a dog of a cat.

As each finished, they sat up in the beg position and waited for my next command, usually I would feed them then take them out to relieve themselves in the yard if they had been good. I led them upstairs and out the side door, they crawled out into the pool of light and relieved themselves in several spots and breathed in the cool fresh air.

They could hear her screaming and shied back towards me where I stood by the door waiting for them, I really didn't have much fear of losing them. Like I had said earlier my nearest neighbor was 5 miles away and the road network was confusing as hell in this area. Each slave had a tracking collar around her neck that was also a shock collar, if they wandered too far away it would shock them to remind them where they needed to be.

They knew that if they wandered, they would be punished losing outside privileges and being beaten then spending time in one of the pits for several day up to a month or more depending on how many times they had tried it. Slaves really didn't want to try it when the temps dropped, being naked, wet, beaten and stuck in a pit really sucked the defiance out of a slave and showed them that I wasn't one to screw around with.

For those that really wanted to screw around and try to defy me I would punish them in any one of a mirid of ways. From taking them back into the dungeon to stringing them up between 2 trees and having the other slaves beat them for me. Having one slave punished by the others makes them all complicit and answerable to me and to me alone. Plus threatening to punish the others when one acts up makes each her sisters' keeper and keeps the pressure on them to behave.

I called them in and put all but 1 away, her I took up to my room and proceeded to fuck her senseless for several hours. I finally placed the chain around her ankle and pulled the covers up over us and allowed her to sleep with me, a slave being allowed to sleep with Master was a privilege that had to be earned.

I awoke the next morning feeling a warm mouth around my stiff cock as slave tried her best to drain me of my morning juices, I pulled the covers back and watched her deepthroat me. She looked up at me and maintained eye contact then slid my cock into her throat yet again and held it there. I watched her eyes flutter after a minute and felt her body start to twitch as her mind and body wared for control.

I placed a finger on the top of her head and knew that that finger was more than enough to control her, she would hold that position until she passed out or died, I controlled her mind and body totally. I finally moved my finger to her forehead and lifted her off the plug in her throat, she took in a great lung full of air and began to pant trying to super charge her body. I grabbed her hair and pulled her up and rolled on top of her my cock slipping into her wet cunt and yet again fucked her senseless.

She gripped my ass and wrapped her legs around my waist opening her lower holes up for my cock. 'Fuck slave Master, slave is but a cum dumpster for Master, rape my fuck hole Master, slave loves the feel of Master as He fucks her useless twat and ass.' She screamed in my ear spurring me on. I wrapped on of my large hands around her throat and started strangling her, slowly cutting the air off from her lungs. She never moved her hands from my ass even as it became harder and harder to breathe. I smiled; this was the power I held over my slaves.

I finally pulled out and blew my morning load down her throat as her reward for nearly killing herself for my pleasure. I had her make breakfast for me and the other 3 slaves that were downstairs. I pulled on my sneakers and walked down to where my new fuck sleave was "resting" and stood at the edge, looking in at her bruised body, she had some good-looking lines across her body. I aimed my cock at her and let lose my bladder.

She screamed as my hot piss began to splatter on her head and body, it had gotten cold last night, and the location this cage was in, it would receive no sunlight until very late in the day. From the late days of fall until the middle of spring it received none. This area became very cold and that sucked the fight out of nearly everyone.

'Morning bitch.' I said and stretched then spit on her. I could tell she hadn't gotten much sleep and I seriously doubted she'd get any in the near future. She snarled up and me and tried to pull herself out of the pit, the chain around her neck would allow her about 2 feet of play outside of the pit. I just laughed as she screamed at me again and I turned and walked back to the house and to have a hot breakfast.

It took 4 days of cold nights and shortening days to finally break her will, I transferred her to pole barn cells and gave her a small blanket to help her stay warm. She was now getting cold slave gruel twice a day, I spent several hours a day training her. I would bring one of my other pets out and have her teach the new stupid cunt.

I was sitting back right now watching slave 2 fuck her ass, she was in a stock that held her bent over. 2 was wearing a fat 12" dildo and to keep from being punished, was fucking with all the power her slim body had. 2 was wearing a remote butt plug that could either buzz her tight hole, or if I was angry with her, shock her guts.

Cunt was screaming and begging me to allow her to cum as I simply sat there reading a book and watching every now and then my 2 slaves. She had already found out what happened if you disobeyed or defied my orders. 3 days in the pit while it rained for those days showed her that I was serious about being obeyed when I told her to do something. 'Uuuhhhh godddd MMMMassssterrrr pleassseeeeee... maaaaaaaaaay thissssssss ssssslllluuutttt cummmmmmmmmmmmm?' She moaned out and tried to pull her hands free of the stock holes.

I took a sip of coffee and looked over at her with a bored look on my face. 'No.' I simply said and went back to the book I was reading. She groaned and panted listening to the slap of flesh on flesh and the squelch of her ass being fucked. 2 was panting like she was running a race; in a sense she was. A race to please me and not fail her Master and be punished.

I came to the end of the chapter I was reading and pulled the thin leather marker out and put it in its place then closed the book. I looked at them and simply said 1 word. 'Cum.' Both slaves screamed and I could see the juices slide down their legs and pool on the smooth floor. 2 stopped for a minute to catch her breath and I buzzed her ass, her hips launched back into motion not wanting to be shocked by me.

I did this, 3 more times and allowed 2 to pull free, she collapsed to her knees, she was spent and panting for breath. I walked over and caressed her head, then praised her for being a loyal dog to me. Cunts asshole was gaping open and all she could do was hang as far as the stock allowed her to move, which wasn't very far.

I walked over to a shelf and picked up a large butt plug and slid it into the hole, it took very little effort to get it in. I was training her to be an ass whore just as the customer had asked for, I don't know why he had asked for this, and I hadn't bothered to ask. All I cared about was that he could meet my price and would pay the shipping cost.

It took more than 3 months to finally fully train her ass, cunt and throat to accept large cocks, I suspected that she would be used for gang bang videos or those that had what I call super large cocks, 12+ inched or more in length and larger around that a quart bottle. She could be double fisted in both her of her fuck holes and would beg for more.

She had also become a pain slut able to take several hours of being whipped anywhere on her body. I had laid in several fresh wounds across her back, ass and legs during these long sessions. I also spent many hours breaking her mind and erasing her past, a mere look from me was enough to put the fear of God into her heart, she was nearly ready. I had her new Owner come out to watch her during a training session.

He pulled his cock out and I now knew why he had had me train her like I had. He had a donkey dick and proceeded to fuck her throat, pussy and ass brutally making her scream, with each down stroke he pierced her cervix and went into her womb. She simply begged for more and for Master to hurt her, beat her, to rape her fuck holes. His huge cock nearly dislocated her jaw when he face fucked her, she was horse for 2 days after from his cock in her throat.

A week later I received the rest of my payment and cleaned her out and then juiced her to the hilt and boxed her up for transport, I took her to a side road in the middle of the night and transferred to the shipper. We went our separate ways, and I looked in my messenger for my next so called "Domme" to train, there were several to pick from.

And here I bring this story to a close, or should I? I leave it up to you gentle readers. Let me know what you think and stay safe out there.