Tales Of A Fucktoy 05 05 23

Synopsis

: This series chronicles the real life of a true sub and fucktoy. She is controlled by her Master to be but an object, body, toy and holes for men to use. This is not fiction or fantasy. The people, activities and events are all true, but some names, locations and identifying details have been changed to protect the privacy of the people involved.

To fully understand and appreciate things and how she got to where she is now, it is recommended that you read

The Backstory

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Note

: Entries with a date signify days she was used worthy of telling. However, she is used many other days, but not all are documented.

05/05/2023

It was another Friday, so another day of being dressed for her weekly shopping trip. Today, she wore a cropped pullover with buttons down the front to an elastic band at the bottom. She was instructed that only the bottom 2 buttons could be done, which meant it would be hard to keep not just her tits, but nipples concealed as she walked and moved. It was matched with one of her black stretchy skirts that was upper thigh in length and finished with a nice pair of high-heeled pumps.

The stores were fairly busy, so, naturally, she felt lots of eyes on her. No one approached her, but plenty enjoyed her outfit, mostly watching her tits and hoping they would spill out of her top. While they didn't get fully exposed, most of her tits were on display at one point or another as she reached and bent to retrieve items from shelves. She, of course, made sure to do that little extra show when she knew someone was watching because she likes being displayed for others that way and wants to please guys.

Part of today's trip also included a return visit to the shop where she got her Fucktoy tattoo. Her orders were to show them just how well it turned out. When she entered, she was quickly greeted by the artist who did her tattoo, as well as the other one she'd previously met. They excitedly and anxiously asked what they could do for her today.

She said she just wanted to stop in and show them the finished product. They said that would be nice and would like to see. Unlike the other times, they did not usher her to a booth, but, instead, stayed in the front part of the shop. However, that did not stop her from obeying her Master's orders.

Standing in clear view of anyone looking, she casually slipped her fingers into the waist of the skirt and pushed it down until it laid on the floor at her feet. That not only exposed her tattoo, but her pussy, still wet from her shopping trip and growing wetter from being so publicly displayed.

They eagerly looked at her tattoo and, obviously, could not help but savor the sight of her smooth, bald pussy again. As they looked, she lifted the bottom of her top to give them a better look and show her fits abs and bottom of her tits. Standing with her feet instinctively apart so her pussy would be spread open, she noticed a couple customers strain to see her from the booths they were in.

The two artists commented about how well it turned out and looked, perched just above her inviting hole. She agreed, added how much she likes how it makes her look and feel, and thanked the artist who did it. Then, so she could properly share her new label, she handed her phone to the artist, asking if he would take a few pictures. While he knelt to get a better angle - and view - she posed for them, proudly displaying that she was a Fucktoy.

They asked again about piercing her nipples, probably hoping they could see her tits, but she said not now, that she just wanted to stop in to show them her tattoo and thank them. With that, she bent down to slowly pull up her skirt and cover herself, before leaving. As she walked to her car, she knew she had pleased them and what they were likely saying while watching her saunter across the parking lot.

Once home, she recounted the details of her shopping trip and stop at the shop to her Master. She willingly admitted how thrilling it was and horny it had made her. After sharing the pictures with her Master, she acknowledged that she was ready and excited for it to be seen by others. Seizing the moment, she was instructed to text an invitation to the boys, but not to mention the tattoo.

They quickly replied they were available and interested, and asked if they could bring a friend. Her pussy already wet and needy, she gladly said another would be great. In no time, they were knocking on her door and she was greeted by the excited faces of 4 boys. She led them into the main room, knowing their eyes were fixated on her ass and legs as she walked ahead of them, her skirt riding up higher as she did.

She explained she was still dressed from her shopping trip and proceeded to tell them how guys had leered at her, showing them just how easy it was for her tits to come into full view. As their eyes gawked at her tits, she averted hers so they could freely look, but could clearly see the hardening bulges grow in their pants. Having been seduced by her body and her account of her shopping trip, they quickly said they wanted her to strip so they could fuck her.

Knowing once naked she would reveal her tattoo to them, she purposely took her time and gave them a show. Undoing the only two buttons on her top still fastened, she freed her tits and erect nipples, then tossed it aside. She paused a moment to let them feast their eyes on her, then tuned to face away from them.

Bending only from the waist, she slowly slid her skirt down to expose her ass as she pushed it to the floor. Stepping out of it, she kicked it away with her heeled foot. She knew her wet pussy and puckered asshole were on fully display for them. As she began her slow ascent back up, her fingers slid across both of them to make sure they saw just how ready she was for use.

Now upright, she knew when she turned around, she would proudly and happily present her tattoo proclaiming she was a Fucktoy. She knew they would like it, so wasn't at all nervous. Instead, she was excited, and she could see and feel that by how hard her nipples were and soaked her pussy had gotten.

Taking a deep, calming breath, she slowly tuned to face them. At first, their eyes were on her tits, but only took a moment to drift down and see her new tattoo. Their expressions confirmed just how much they liked it. Wow! Great! Perfect! Their comments, plus eyes on her pussy, delighted her, knowing they were pleased with her new label.

As she modeled it and her body, she made sure they knew it was real and not temporary with words, as well as actions -- her fingers sliding across the tattoo and through her swollen, slick pussy. While they watched her and her body, she told them they could use her like the fucktoy she now clearly and obviously is. And they could use her any way they wanted that pleased them. Her words struck a chord in them.

Without hesitation, they told her to get on all fours and she quickly obeyed, pressing her tits to the floor and raising her ass to make an inviting target. One by one, they took turns behind her and pushed their cocks into her very wet pussy. Each was more ravenous, more aggressive than usual in fucking her, as if making her earn her name. Her body lunged forward under the force of their cocks thrusting deep and hard into her tight pussy.

After being used relentlessly by one, two, three, and then the fourth, she laid on the floor before them. They watched and waited as she tried to catch her breath and recover. But they didn't give her long before telling her to move to the table. Still hungering more use, she submissively draped herself over the table, spreading her feet apart to make her holes more accessible, with her heels raising her up and into better position for use.

As the head of the first cock touched her dripping pussy, she nestled over it, pushing back to grant it easier accessible to her hole. In an instant, she felt it filling her, fucking her, the table holding her in place so he could drive deeper. Only hard use is what she now wanted, needed, and is what she got and deserves

The first one finished, only to be quickly replaced with a new, hard cock wanting to pound her pussy. He was just as rough, if not more, her tattoo sliding across the table top. His assault on her continued. In and out, until her juicy, tight hole pleased him. Still bent over and in position, she waited for the next and felt it slide across her pussy. This time, the head of the cock slid up and pressed against her tight asshole.

She tensed momentarily, but was excited for what was to come and quickly relaxed and spread her feet a little wider to allow it to push into her. After a slight gasp, she felt the cock going deeper into her tight hole, spreading her, filling her. It hurt to start, but she immediately accepted his thrusts and met his rhythm, letting it plunge further inside her.

In no time, the full length was driving in and out of her. She felt it almost slip out before sinking back into her dark hole. As he rode her ass hard in and out, her pussy just got wetter from the use and rubbing beneath her against the tabletop. She loved the use, the abuse, and knowing she was pleasing a cock, a guy. It was hard on her, but that just made it better for her.

Eventually, her tight hole took its toll and he was done, sliding his satisfied cock out of her ass. Knowing there was still another, she waited to see what he wanted. She quickly found out, when a cock once again pushed into her slightly-gaped ass, wanting the fuck it, too. It slid in deeper spreading her open, until it could go no deeper. Then he began his assault on her.

Her ass throbbing, her pussy drenched, he fucked her hard. She felt the table edge pressing against her as he forced himself into her. It went on and on, her hips involuntarily pushing back to meet him, letting him have full access to her ass. Again, she wanted the use, needed it.

Ultimately, he could last no longer, take no more and came, pumping her ass until his cock was drained. As he pulled out and released her, she relaxed, but felt good about herself knowing she had done her job, served her purpose. Her legs weak, holes sore, she waited to see if they had more use.

They did not, having satisfied their cocks with her holes. As always, she thanked them for using her before showing them out. Once alone, she collapsed on the couch, totally drained, totally used. The slut had been repetitively fucked by the 4 of them for the better part of 2 hours, but felt good, knowing she pleased them and made her Master proud of her.

With her legs flayed open wide, her fingers unconsciously glided across her juice-covered tattoo, bringing a smile to her face.

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