I arrived home and as usual, the slave was waiting on her knees by the door, my favorite bottled beer resting between her tits, the ice cold rivulets of melting ice running down between her tits. I walked inside and tossed my jacket over the back of a chair and turned to the slut. She was so happy to see me! I grabbed her by the hair and lifted her to her feet, grabbing the beer with my hand as I roughly spread her ankles wide.
First, I jammed the neck of the beer bottle inside her cunt...then I withdrew it and drank deeply. Setting aside the beer, I rammed three fingers, then four deep inside her cunt...which was only semi-wet. She squealed at the intrusion as I forced more of my hand inside her slutcunt. It had been sometime since I had fist fucked the whore...and I saw she was due. But not yet. I clipped her lead onto her collar and forced her to follow me on her hands and knees into the kitchen.
"Make me dinner...bitch and be quick about it. But first, a little taste for you."
I unzip my pants and with no ceremony I jam my cock deep into her throat. She gags a bit and I frown. Her eyes are on mine and they grow large with fear. She knows her throat MUST accept me to the root of my cock or she'll be punished. She works my cock with the lusty abandon of the cock sucking whore that I have made her. I secure her leash to a rail which will allow her free movement in the kitchen. And I go shower.
30 minutes later I'm in the dining room with her at my side on her knees while I eat. I feed her scraps from my plate directly into her mouth from my hands. She licks my fingers clean. As I finish I idly pinch her nipples with ever increasing force...she whimpers and finally cries out. I glance between her spread thighs to see the small puddle growing on the marble floor.
"You SLUT! Look at the mess you've made! CLEAN IT UP!!" I growl...
She looks around for a towel and I slap her across the face and wrap my hands in her long hair.
"No slut...LICK IT UP!"
She timidly leans over and her tiny pink tongue darts out and laps up the mess she has made.
I clip the lead onto her collar and make her crawl behind me to the punishment bathroom. As soon as she realizes where she's going she starts to plead, beg and cry. "PLEASEEEE MASTER...NO!!! Not....not...NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
Too late. I hook her collar to the special hook on the wall then I fasten her thighs, and ankles and wrists to spaced hooks...until she was spread taut against the wall...all her slutholes open for my pleasure. I reached into the shower and withdrew the hose and nozzle. She continued to cry and whimper. I got the bag and poured a mix of warm soapy water and lime juice into the soft rubber bag. I jammed the nozzle into her ass as she screamed...a wail that got even louder as I loosed the liquid into her bowels. As I watched her belly gorw distended with the fluid, I pinched her nipples and twisted them to hear her cry. I cut off the flow and rammed a large ASS PLUG inside.
"Hold it cunt." I told her. Then I sat and watched as the sweat beaded up and rolled off her forehead, streaking her face...mixing with her tears...which is just what I was waiting for. I move forward. She knows what's next and dreads it for the sheer humilation. I rip out the plug and her bowels empty forcefully. She groans at the feeling and the degradation. But I'm swift to clean her up by shoving her into the shower and hosing her down with the flexible shower head. She is shivering when she finally crawls out of the stall.