I am my Master's willful sex pet. He has trained me in his house rules, like, I am not allowed on the furniture, I am not to make a sound, and I am not cum, with the exception of my Master allowing it. My rewards are licking up or consuming His cum and my allowance to release an orgasm of my own. I am His pet. I await Him while He is away. I get to run around outside in the private backyard. I eat and drink from my dishes on the floor. I wear a collar with my name "Slut" on the tag. I aim to please my Master, but most of all, His cock. I get excited when it is presented. I allow all that my Master chooses to do to me.
On this day, my Master awoke without my knowledge. I sleep next to his bed and when his alarm goes off, I awake him, take care of his needs, and then I wash him in the shower. I awoke to the shower door opening and he was done. I jumped to my knees and put my hands in front of my chest in a begging form. He came in and ignored me. Saddened, I wait in this position hoping to correct my late sleeping. He returns in front of me, his clothes for work in one hand and something in the other behind his back. My eyes were focused on his cock in front of my eyes. My mouth began to water and I slowly lean forward as my mouth opens. He tosses his clothes onto the bed behind me and grabs my hair, plunging my head to the floor and poking my ass up.
"Were you just trying to beg, Slut?"
"Yes, Master."
"Then keep your ass up, forehead on the ground and your arms stretched out above your head on the floor."
I do as commanded. He puts my wrist locking mittens on me. He shoves a lubed anal hook into my ass. It stung. Then a small toy enters my pussy and the base spans over my lips and my clit. It is secured by tight straps holding it tight. He then loops rope through my collar to the anal hook, He pushes my back down beyond what my muscles were with arching my back and ties the hook so tight I am forced to overarch. Little did I know, but he had reasoning for this. He gets up to get dressed.
"My naughty Slut better get downstairs and make my morning coffee, or did you forget to finish your routine?" I crawl to the kitchen, uncomfortable. The stairs were the hardest. I get to the kitchen and try to stand and reach to prepare the coffee, but everything I tried, I was not able to with my confines. I know this was his intention to have me attempt to earn the rest of his planned punishment. I should have known there was more. He comes down and chuckles. He tells me to go outside. He clips my nipples and attaches a chain to the mittens. Every time I move a mit, it moves the chain.
"I will be watching you on the camera, Slut. Best not cum. I will only be to work for a short time." He leaves me outside and in my own demise. Nipple play turns me on. This is going to be a struggle. I muster a few positions and find a way to avoid the turn-on and uncomfortable battle. That is until the toy in my pussy and across my clit began to vibrate. The over arch pushes the anal hook against the toy, creating the other hole's toy to vibrate too. I wiggle. I squirm. I want to get them out and reach back. Forgetting all of my constraints. My mits avoid me to release myself and the chain pulled on the nipple, turning me on more. The pulse and speeds change. I am beginning to drip, but I have not let myself cum, yet. But holding it in is becoming harder and harder. Then. It stops. I feel relief and regain a normal rate of breathing. I relax and time passes until it turns on again. But this time, it is much more intense. I am struggling when Master walks up to me.
