please punish me for not keeping my cell phone with me in the shower.
my new story will start by telling the basic truth:
i am the type of person that cannot prefer to be anywhere over being naked, collared and kneeling at Master’s feet.
“Tell me you love this cock”, he commanded me, while roughly grabbing a fist full of my long hair.
“I love your cock, Sir”, i whispered. It is a truth i looked forward to saying for weeks. i felt deeply thankful for the opportunity to tell Master so. No other man has ever forced me to say such a thing. Master kept his cock and balls pressed to my head.
“You need to submit to my cock to be happy.”
i savored the feel of his hand forcefully pushing my head against his pelvis, desperate to taste the cock i love so much in my mouth.
“Yes Sir, i need to submit to you cock to feel happiness.”
“Your life revolves around my cock,” Master dictated with finality.
“Thank You Sir, for allowing my life to revolve around your cock.”
My cunt was so wet by then, i was barely able to reason. With his hand forcing my head right underneath his cock, i wanted nothing more than to suck him, to serve him.
“You need this cock because you are a slut.”
Whatever that word means, it must be true that i am a slut. For how could anyone else get so wet and pacified by hearing her Master say it.
i whispered to Him, “Yes Sir, thank you for making me your slut. Yes Sir, your cock is God to me.”
i breathed deeply,taking in as much of the scent of Master's cock as possible. It’s amazing that being forced to say this draws me further into Master’s web of control, which all i yearn for.
“From now on you will worship my cock and write me a prayer to my cock every night”
“Thank you Sir for allowing me to worship your cock and write you prayers,” i said while wanting nothing more than to worship his cock with my mouth. But I knew if i sucked before Master gave permission, he would be furious. He does not tolerate unruly disobedience. This is why i need him. He pushed me lower, so that my his balls pressed against my cheek.
“You need this cock. My cock is your God. My cock is your religion, isn’t it?”
“Yes Sir, your cock is my religion.”
“I want you to develop this religion through a story. You must write the tenets of this religion, so I can explain the nature of our relationship.”
“Thank you Sir for allowing me to express my worshipful devotion to your cock through a religion.”
As you know, Master requires me to write to him nightly in a numbered slut confession. In it, i reveal my fears, desires and my gratitude for everything he is to me. Master also at times requires that i write my erotic fantasies in the form of stories to him. Master is often kind and allows me to masturbate and cum freely while i complete this task for him. Hours later, i repined on my bed in a daze, covered in wine red sheets, my mind slowly came down from the state of blissful euphoria i feel from submitting to Master. Master’s presence almost overwhelms me.
All of think of when he is with me is serving his cock, but everything about him intrigues me. His moods, his impulses- for Master is not a ‘pseudonym’. As i am a natural born complete slut, Master is ubiquitously dominant. It is not a personality that suddenly manifests when it is playtime in the bedroom- his dominance is a natural garb, present through his questions, his actions- everything. It is why the bare presence of Master’s cock automatically beckons me to genuflect before it.
i inserted a small metal pen, shaped like a vibrator, into my wet cunt and moved to my computer. Master owns the same pen. He writes with it, but mine remains in my cunt at almost all times, so i am always reminded of who my owner is. i opened the word document and begin to compose my first prayer, embedded in a story which tells of the religion Master has given me, his wonderful cock.
(This prayer is really for You) “Praise to Master’s almighty cock, please grant me the discipline to obey Master’s every desire and please him in any way. Thanks be to Master’s Godly cock, in its infinite wonder, for allowing me to please with my mouth fuckhole. And please Almighty cock, your depraved slut begs to become more thankful to Master, because i know i need to in order to satisfy Master and because gratitude to Master’s rule is fitting as Master has had the wisdom to understand that i am meant only to be a slut that revolves around worshiping his cock.”
thank You so much for allowing me this task of writing a story and a religion to honor your cock.
thank You,
kittyslut
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