Laura's Journey

Part One - Laura

Laura was frustrated and desperate. She had not been fucked for a week and it was much longer since she had been satisfied, so she felt the need to submit to her master deeply within her. She had waited for weeks for this day and now it had finally arrived. He was coming to her. Coming to take her and make her his again at last, and she could not wait to give herself to him.

There had been other men of course. As a slut she needed to be fucked and sought out men to take care of this need. She had taken many cocks in her mouth, cunt and ass. She had cum herself with these men and knew she would always need this in her life. Her master graciously allowed her to indulge these needs with the only condition that she sought his permission first and told him all the details afterwards. He even encouraged her to find and fuck other men and gave her tasks to complete when she was with them, like sending him a picture of their cum leaking out of her cunt. Her master had taken her on a journey to become the wanton whore that she had discovered she was. Always encouraging her, but always pushing her to new extremes as well. Laura smiled to herself at her use of the word cunt. Only a year ago she would have died before using this word. Her master had ordered her to use no other when talking of her vagina and she now used it freely and exclusively. Just saying it made her feel dirty and turned her on.

Laura was glad she had such an understanding master because a slut must be fucked, and she knew well enough by now that that is what she was...a slut, a whore who existed only to be used by men and to take their cum into and onto her body. She would never rid herself of this need. It was with her constantly. Always seeking out more opportunities to be fucked, to be taken, to be used and to be humiliated. She had discovered that humiliation was key to unlocking her sexual dynamo and loved to be used by men. One at a time so far but, in her dreams and fantasies, two...more. That had such possibilities. Such potential to satisfy her. A thick, hard cock pounding at each of her three openings - taking her completely. Utterly plugged and full up in their service. Giving her body to please three men at one time, knowing that they would repay her submission with pleasure, orgasms and ultimately, they would fill her with their sperm. One day maybe....

Her mind raced as she waited. She checked her watch and saw that there was an hour to go before he arrived. She could feel that her cunt was dripping. If she had been permitted to wear knickers, she knew that they would have been soaked by now just from the fantasy. But knickers, like all underwear, were forbidden by her master and she would never disobey him. The very thought of obeying made her clit throb. She needed to obey him and to submit herself completely to his will. But by now she was desperate to cum. She ran her middle fingers around each of her unrestrained nipples. They were fully erect and hard, and at her touch, a jolt of electricity jangled through her nerves from her nipples directly to her throbbing clit. She needed to touch it, needed to rub it, needed to plunge her fingers into herself and give herself the release she craved. A finger run along the outside of her swollen cunt lips let her know that her slick wetness was running down the impossibly soft inside of her thighs. She had to cum; she was desperate. In her mind's eye the three cocks were sawing in and out of her. She sat astride a faceless man with a big fat cock that stretched and stung her sphincter as he took her there hard, his thrusts alternating with a man who was occupying her sodden cunt. Thrusts into one hole matched by partial withdrawal from the other. She was so completely taken as she worked the cock in her mouth with her tongue, lips and hands. Sucking it, deep into her throat, wanking it fast and hard with her skilful right hand whilst she stroked his balls with the fingers of her left. She allowed herself to lose herself in her wanton thoughts and very slowly circled her clit with an index finger....soooo good. She needed to cum now and knew she would be there very quickly. The cocks filling her up the fingers on her clit. The cock in her mouth was slowing down from frenetically fucking her throat. Becoming more desperate, about to fill her with seed. Touching herself was now a need, impossible to stop, just one quick orgasm...arse, cunt, mouth all filled with cock. Yes. Just one desperate orgasm...no one will know!

FORBIDDEN! The word crashed through her fantasy and destroyed her building climax. She stopped immediately because her need to obey her master was much stronger than her desperation for orgasmic release. He owned her and controlled her pleasure. It was his whim to deny her orgasm and she knew that she would always obey. The need to serve and obey gave her a pleasure of its own but fuck, this had been difficult - she had been so close.

He would probably know as well. He always knew. She hoped she could conceal it from him and avoid the inevitable punishment she would receive from him. She shivered as she thought of the punishment if he found out. And he would definitely find out. The spanking would be hard, merciless and onto her bare cheeks with a paddle. The thought made her leaking cunt drool more slipperiness down her thighs, hearing his voice in her head "I am punishing you because you have been a whore. A whore who masturbated whilst dreaming of being fucked by many men WHEN I HAD INSTRUCTED YOU NOT TO. AND YOU ARE MY SLAVE."

"Did you cum, whore?", she imagined him saying.

"No master I remembered and stopped. I am yours and I obeyed you in the end. I am sorry, I just needed it. I always need it." Hopefully she could stop the punishment from being too severe.

She checked her watch. Not long now. She must prepare herself to greet her master.

Entering the bathroom she removed her only clothes, a white tee shirt that came down to her mid-thigh, and inspected herself in the full-length mirror. She had firm, well muscled calves and thighs. Her trimmed pubic area clearly on display under her slightly bulging belly and large, fleshy but firm, rounded breasts. Her prominent nipples ached after being erect for what seemed like hours. How she needed to have them sucked, licked and tweaked. For them to be pinched and pulled!

Not long now. She must prepare or risk his displeasure, if he arrived and found that his instructions had not been complied with.

The shaving foam felt cold against the furnace of her cunt as she worked the slippery substance into her pubic area and anus. There must be no hair left whatsoever. Not a single one. Her master had been very specific about this. Slowly and very carefully she wielded the razor with precision until she was completely smooth and bald. The touch of her fingers against her sensitive flesh was almost unbearable and it took all her self control to move on.

Next she showered her whole body, paying close attention to her anus. It must be spotless for her master's tongue, fingers and cock and this meant fingering it deeply to ensure it was clean. He would prepare it for fucking himself when he arrived.

Then she towelled herself dry and applied moisturiser. She glanced in the mirror and saw that she looked like a fucking wet dream come true. Hopefully he would be pleased with her and reward her by allowing her to cum.

A beep on her phone alerted her to a received message: "10 mins. Be ready." It was him, and there was no more time to prepare.

She skipped naked down the stairs so as to be able to be able to open the door immediately when he arrived. He would be displeased if he was kept waiting. The cool air felt good against her naked skin as she breezed through the house with heightening anticipation. Not a stitch of clothing was to be worn at any time her master was there as she must always be on display for him and completely available to him.

Only minutes to go. Not having any more tasks she knelt silently at the foot of the stairs to get herself into the mood. She was a kneeling, naked fuck toy to serve at his pleasure. She was quivering and wet with anticipation, knowing that her preparations were complete and that her master would soon be here. And that she was ready for him.

At the sound of the bell, she jumped to answer the door, desperate to see and be used by her master again. Wanting, more than anything, to please him.

As per the instruction she was completely hairless and naked as she opened the door. Also, she showed no sense of shyness as that too was forbidden. Anyone passing would have been able to see her like this. Not just passers by either, neighbours too. What if that 18-year-old boy across the road saw? He already stared when he saw her. He probably fantasized about fucking her too. If only he knew...

Her master stood in the open doorway with a large holdall in his left hand. He looked her up and down as if she were a horse that he was considering buying. Inspecting her. Finally, nodding his approval, and with her still on display to the street he said one word to her: "Kneel." She obeyed instantly, dropping to her knees in front of him. She could make out the outline of his part swollen cock through his jeans and breathed an inward sigh of relief. He was pleased. She had served him well so far.

With the door still open, her master opened the holdall and produced a leather collar which he showed her and told her to kiss. In shiny, silver letters she could just make out the words "WHORE" on the collar before he fastened it around her neck, leaning down and saying softly into her ear "Crawl inside slut, before everyone sees you and knows what you are."

Obediently she turned and crawled naked into the living room, hearing the door close and lock behind her. She was quivering, knowing that her anus and glistening wet cunt were fully displayed to him as he followed her in

"Are you prepared as per my instructions? I see you are shaved. I will inspect that in a while. Firstly, is your bladder full?" He asked authoritatively.

"It is master, all ready for you, would you like me to show you, we could go upstairs to the bathroom if it would please you?" Laura said, her voice shaking

"Not the bathroom. Get astride the sink, open your legs and piss for me." he replied.

Without hesitation Laura jumped to obey, and squatted knees bent over the kitchen sink, facing outwards. She tried and tried to pee but found that she could not with his face inches from her cunt.

"If you do not want to be severely punished you will piss for me immediately" he warned, menacingly.

This caused Laura to panic, what if she couldn't? The spanking would be very hard she knew. She felt both fear and excitement at the thought of her master using the paddle on her again. As she thought of the paddle's sting, she felt the familiar feeling as her urine began to flow and, with relief, felt a strong stream start to jet from her.

"Good girl!" he said jubilantly.

He could see every detail as she pissed inches from his face. He dipped his two middle fingers into the stream and put them deep into her mouth whispering, "Taste your own piss, whore, because soon you will have to take mine all over your body, ahh yes I have a real treat for you if you are a very good girl for me." She sucked his damp fingers hungrily.

After he had watched her empty herself into the sink, he told her to crawl into the living room and kneel on the coffee table. It was time for her to be inspected.

Kneeling and on display he opened her buttocks. She felt his rough hands on either cheek as he prized them apart. The thought of what her master could see made her tingle all over. Her puckered anus was inches from his face and her cunt was open. He would have been able to see her moist pink flesh inside and her erect clit would be fully exposed to him.

He said nothing. For what seemed like ages he just looked at her exposed private areas before she felt his index finger lightly circling her sensitive sphincter. just a light touch, in small, gentle circles. She heard him groan as his arousal and excitement grew. "I'm going to fuck that very soon" her master said with quiet authority. "Maybe I will take it first to show you who's the boss. I always find it a good way to establish that I am the one calling the shots. Would you like that? Would you like me to slide my hard cock into your tight elastic bum hole?"

"Yes please master. I would love it if you fucked me there. I give it to you to do with as you please. You can fuck it or not fuck it as you choose. It's nothing at all to do with me - I just want to be of service and to bring you pleasure." said Laura with a tremble in her voice.

"First it must be stretched out and made slippery for my cock. Finger your arse, whore, get in deep with the lube, fill it, prepare it for my hard cock to penetrate you deeply. Laura obediently lubed her finger and pushed it into her impatient anus. Pushed it in deep. Aaaarghhh! She felt it as it entered her rectum, slick and slippery with lube. "Now mine too," he said, and she felt his finger pushing at her ass along with her own. Two fingers in her ass! One hers, one his, both pulling it open, displaying it to him as he prepared it to receive his cock.

Once she was lubed in her ass he told her to turn around which she did. On her back, legs bent at the knee and knees drawn up to her shoulders. He could see it all. All wet and agape to his gaze. Her clit was displayed, fully engorged and it so needed his touch now. She was breathing hard and increasingly desperate for stimulation. She received none. Just his silent and relentless gaze. He maddeningly ran his fingers along her hairless vagina and pubic mound, but her clit was left untouched - he was testing her for remaining hair that would require her to be punished. To her relief he found none. Her white skin was utterly smooth and hairless. Her master was pleased.

"Now undress me and fold my clothes up neatly."

Quick to obey she unfastened his shirt, smelling the scent of him as she opened it to reveal his chest. He stood motionless as the naked woman slid his shirt from his torso leaving his chest on display. She deftly slipped off his shoes and socks. "May I worship your feet master?" Laura asked him. "Not yet." he replied gruffly, "get my clothes off - it needs to be free".

She slowly unbuttoned his trousers, all too aware of the large, firm bulge at the front. He wanted her - she could tell and she was pleased. Sliding his trousers down his thighs she came face to face with his erect cock which was tenting his underpants. A dark spot on the front betrayed his arousal, He was leaking. How she yearned to clean him with her mouth. He stood there looking down at her as she gazed up at him from a kneeling position. Wearing just his bulging underwear he said softly "and the pants Laura. Take them off and make sure they are neatly folded or hung up."

She slid his pants down and, as she did so, his rock-hard cock, sprang up at her almost hitting her in the face. she longed to suck it and opened her mouth to take him inside when his stern voice said "The clothes, slut! Sort them out before you take me in your mouth." She busied herself obeying his command as he stood there, naked, erect, and watching her every move.

When she returned he was still very erect. She crawled over to him and inhaled deeply with her face inches from his cock. She wanted it. In her mouth, cunt, ass, she didn't care. She needed his cock and the pleasure it gave her.

The end of his cock was pointing skywards and a deep shiny crimson, the tip of his urethra oozing clear slippery fluid that dripped almost imperceptibly onto the floor. She put the tip of her index finger onto the slippery cock before bringing it to her tongue. He felt her breath, rapid and ragged, hot against his throbbing penis.

Without being told she engulfed it with her mouth, inhaling it and taking its whole length deep into her mouth. "Deeper, take it deeper, I need your throat. I want to fuck your throat!" he panted as he ran his fingers through her hair, taking a handful at the back of her head and forcing her down onto his stiff member. "I said deeper, slut. Show me what you can do."

Laura felt his cock head in the back of her throat. She was gagging on his cock and couldn't breathe when she felt his hands around her neck, squeezing firmly. Her eyes bulged and watered as the cock blocked her throat entirely and her neck was constricted from the outside. He was forcing his cock deep into her throat, controlling the movement of her head with his hands around her neck. Her lungs started to demand air and she started to feel panic rising in her. Her master was loving it. "Yes, suck, suck, suck, suck it bitch! Take it deep like the whore you know you are. Choke on my cock you worthless little cunt, it is all you are good for."

Just as she felt she would have to start to fight for her breath involuntarily, her master pulled her head up by her hair and said "Breathe. Try to catch your breath." She gulped a lungful of air but, before she could get what she needed, his strong arms forced her head back down onto his rigid cock again. She was powerless and could not stop him as he laughed, "Time to choke on cock again, my little fucktoy", he said softly as her lungs screamed for oxygen. On and on he went, choking her and fucking her throat with his rock-hard cock. Using her mouth as if she barely existed, taking pleasure from it as if it were just a hot, wet thing to be fucked remorselessly.

After a few minutes of this he grew tired of her mouth, wrapping up her hair in his fist and pulling her off his rigid cock. He held her face up to his own and spat into it. Laura felt his saliva warm on her cheeks, in her mouth and in her eyes. "Don't worry, cunt", her master said with menace, "I will want your mouth and throat again, but I've had enough of it for now. It's time for you to surrender your anus to me and I need to be rough with it! I'm going to bugger you until you scream for mercy. This will not be comfortable, but you will take it like a good girl. If you are very good I might let you cum later."

"Please master, please let me cum soon. I need to so badly." begged Laura, meaning every word. This seemed to displease her master who looked at her sternly and whispered, "You'll cum when I tell you you can, if I think you deserve it, now present your anus to be fucked."

Eager to please, Laura sprang onto her knees before her master, facing away from him and spreading her arse cheeks so her sphincter and cunt were both fully exposed to him. She had not a hint of shyness and knew she was utterly exposed and vulnerable. She was a wanton whore so desperate for his cock and she would do anything to please him. WHACK! Without warning her master slapped her hard on her left cheek. The pain coursed through her and she felt a rising sense of panic wondering what she had done to deserve this.

"Did I say I wanted you on all fours?" He asked her. "DID I SAY I WANTED YOU ON ALL FOURS, SLUT?"

"No sir, I just thought it was the best way for you to fuck my ass", Laura replied. "I'll tell you how I want you. You don't make decisions, your will counts for nothing. Now get the paddle out of my bag and come here and kneel in front of me." he said impatiently.

Laura felt an intense mixture of fear and excitement. She knew that her master would not spare her, that the paddling that she was about to receive would be intensely painful and would probably bruise her. But she also knew she was a pain slut. Her soaking cunt leaked just a bit more, knowing what was about to happen. She was shaking as she opened the holdall and retrieved the paddle. She saw that it contained ropes, tape, a metal gag contraption, and a dog bowl. On top of the other equipment was a leather lined wooden paddle with metal studs on the outside. It was a vicious instrument designed to cause pain and her master had recently chosen it for her to replace a wooden paddle that they both felt was too timid an instrument. She had yet to taste the metal studs, but she knew that the wait was nearly over, and the anticipation drove her mad.