Message-ID: <14665eli$9808222259@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/14665.txt> From: Mary James <insultthisbitch@yahoo.com> Subject: Breaking Kate (MF,Ds,anal, ws) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset=us-ascii Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <19980822043008.27661.rocketmail@send101.yahoomail.com> Copyright 1998. Do not reproduce on pay sites, and please let me know if this story is reproduced on any other sites. This is my first story and comments (not flames) are welcome. I smiled as I looked over at you, on your knees, cum oozing from your cunt, ass, and mouth. "So, did you enjoy that, darling?" When I was met with only sobs, I first slap your face, and then began to spank your ass cheeks repeatedly, one at a time, and comment, "Judging by the amount you came, bitch, I think you did, and it is about time you learned to admit what a slut you really are." "Yes, Sir. Thank you Sir" I smile again, then, wondering exactly how well the training is going, and exactly how far broken you are, ask, "What are you?" "I am your bitch... your slut... your cunt... your whore... your tart. I exist to be used for your pleasure or to be loaned, sold or rented to anyone you select...and am grateful for the opportunity to serve you." MMMMMMMM, very good...progressing well. "What is your food?" "Your cum, Sir...I love your cum, live for the taste of its life-giving stream filling my mouth, sliding down to my belly. I want nothing else." "Very good...your desire shall be fulfilled...your daily diet will consist of my cum, and you will feed me from your breasts, though, unlike you, I will also partake of whatever other food or drink I desire, while you kneel under the table at each meal, your leash attached to my chair as you suck my cock." "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir." "You will sleep chained to my bed, on the floor--ready to hop up and service my cock enthusiastically each morning." "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir" "You will have no further need of clothing. The back yard is fenced in, so no one will bother you, and I have prepared a special, large size doggie door for you to use when you need to go out and relieve yourself. From this day forward you will wear these specially modified shoes, which have nails inserted into the soles--this will remind you of your place, and that you are never to stand as a free woman, but only to crawl and kneel like the bitch you are." I notice the torment in your eyes as I say these words--the humiliation reaching a new level, but after what you have experienced, you dare not say anything to displease me, and you answer, "Yes, Sir. Thank you, Sir," but I notice something else in your eyes now: "Permission to speak, Sir? Please Sir?" "Permission granted. What is it, cunt?" "Please, Sir....I need to pee..." I am sure you do...after six hours of uninterrupted fucking and training, so I instruct you to crawl to me, and I insert two fingers into your pussy, "Go ahead, my dear." I notice the red that floods your face as you blush furiously, "Please, Sir...I-I can't like this...please, please let me ..." "Nonsense. Perhaps all you need is a little encouragement," and I press my fingers down on your bladder, squeezing it hard, and watching your face contort in pain. Your whimpering and crying is such a delight, until you can take it no more, and piss spurts out all over the floor. "Bad puppy!! Bad bitch! Now just look at what you have done--Pissing all over my house!" I say as I shove your nose down into the piss. I spank you with a rolled up newspaper: THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! "You will be punished for this...but first, you must clean up this disgraceful mess." I stride over to a nearby cabinet and pick out a specially-made, VERY LARGE butt plug, with a tail made out of mop strands. "The lubrication from the ass fucking you have just received should be more than sufficient. Spread your cheeks." I then shove it mercilessly into your exposed rosebud, and I see your shoulders shake as you silently cry, but the only words which escape your mouth are "Thank you, Sir." "Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work cleaning up that mess, cunt." I watch as you squat over the piss and mop it up. When you are finished I command you to crawl into the bathroom, remove the buttplug in the tub, rinse it, and return to me, "and I want your tits dragging on the floor all the way on your return trip, showing me just how sorry you are for your little accident." When you return, tits dragging, I tell you to spread your asscheeks again, and I place my cockhead over your anus, then thrust in brutally, punishing you for having soiled the floor. I bury myself to the hilt in your rectum, then pump in and out furiously, mercilessly, not caring whether you receive any enjoyment from it or not...using you solely for my benefit. The day has been a superb one, and before I know it I can feel the bubbling up of my hot sperm, ready to douse your insides once again. I shoot jet after jet of hot, sticky cum into your abused hole, spanking your ass as I do. Then I wait inside you as my member begins to deflate. Suddenly you feel a different kind of hot stream fill your insides...with horror you realize it is my steaming piss filling your already cum-drenched rectum. "That is to remind you not to soil my floor...and to give you a taste of where my piss will be going from now on..." "Yes, Sir. Thank you Sir...." -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/>----<http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>