CH 1: [https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vn9yua/deanna_the_collector_ch1fdom_msub_humiliation/](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/vn9yua/deanna_the_collector_ch1fdom_msub_humiliation/)
I run down a set of marble stairs to the foyer and then into a living room with a massive sectional around a coffee table. In the corner, the long curtains call to me, and I hide amongst the folds.
A loud roar echoes through the house. “I’m coming for you, *bitch*! I’m going to smack that pretty little ass and then pound you into the fucking dirt.”
A rattle from the metal rings on the curtain rod alert me to the fact that I’m shaking. My heart beats at like a hummingbird’s but I can’t tell if it’s from fear or excitement.
She comes into the living room and takes a deep breath through her nose. “Oh, I can smell your fear, little boy.” She stomps over to me and yanks me from the curtains.
An involuntary yelp escapes me. I knew she would be strong, for a girl at least, but she tosses me to the couch as if I’m a throw pillow.
“Alright, bitch. Stick that ass out for your swipe.” I lean over the couch, but she huffs. “*Meh*. Not like that.”
She tosses the paddle on the couch next to me and then grabs me by the neck. She forces me to kneel on the couch with my hands on the back. She pushes my back down and lifts my ass up. She spits on my asshole and shoves a finger in.
I moan and clap a hand over my mouth, but she rips it away.
“No, no, no. That’s who you are, slut. You like it.” Her finger digs deep and presses a fucking magic button that forces another moan. “Welcome to manhood.” Using her finger in my asshole and a hand on my back, she positions me so my ass is ready for her paddle. She pulls her finger from my ass and holds it next to my face. “Clean yourself off my finger, bitch.”
The lingering pleasure clouds my brain and I clamp my mouth over her finger. The sour taste wakes me up some but sucking on her finger warms my skin, and along with the sly grin Deanna gives me, for the first time in my life, I feel sexy.
“I won’t ask again, so get used to non-verbal cues.” She pulls her finger from my mouth and boops the nose of my mask. “This little deer is about to get mauled.”
She picks up the paddle and in one fluid motion raises it over head and swings with one hand.
The *smack* across my ass breaks the sound barrier. I fly over the couch to flip and land on my back. My hands grip my burning ass.
“*Oww!* Fuck!”
“Thirty, twenty-nine, twenty-eight…”
The countdown doesn’t lessen the pain, but it does get me moving. I run into the kitchen with tears rolling down my cheeks. I turn into a dining room and then into a game room with a smaller couch facing a tv with several gaming systems beneath it, a pool table, and two full sized arcade games. I hide in the corner behind the arcade games and rub my ass. Sadly, rubbing my ass only soothes the skin while the pain reaches through the fat and muscle and into my fucking bones.
Deanna roars again and stomps into the kitchen before heading up the stairs.
*Oh, thank god! She might not find me. I might get my escape point.*
She shouts out each passing minute but when she shouts the one-minute warning she enters the game room. She takes a deep breath through her nose and heads straight to me. “I can smell you, bitch-boy.” She pulls me from my hiding spot, and I can’t help but cry.
“Please, Mistress. I don’t want to do this. It hurts.”
She holds a finger up to her lips and I quiet myself, but little whimpers still make it out of my throat.
“No quitting, my pet. Now prepare that ass to get mauled by this big bear.”
I lean against the pool table and lift my ass by standing on my toes.
She winds up and then smacks my ass into the next zip code. The pain causes me to cry out, but her count down gets me moving.
I run and run but I can’t stop to hide because I can’t stop crying. I’m being so loud she’ll surely hear me. I run into a bedroom and hide under the bed.
Deanna roars and she stomps up the stairs. The door flies open, causing the light into the room to sway and flicker. She inhales through her nose again and turns toward me.
“Oh, little deer. You’ve run straight into my cave.” She walks up to the bed and squats down, the massive red, rubber cock slapping the floor. Her arm reaches under the bed and she grabs me by the hair to pull me out. “Present that ass, bitch.”
Through my tears I choke out, “Y-yes, Mistress.” I crawl up onto the bed and get on my hands and knees.
“That’s it, baby. Just like that.” She spins the paddle in her hand before slamming down as if she’s spiking a tennis ball.
My body slams into the mattress hard enough that I bounce off, going completely airborne and falling off the other side of what has to be a king-size bed.
“*Ohh!* That was good, little bitch. I liked that one.” She hops in place a couple times before starting the countdown.
“Mi-Mistress, I-I-I ca-can’t. Please.”
“*Twenty-four*! Twenty-three…”
I crawl out of the room, my legs not responding right until I’m using the balcony railing to help stand up. All my lower half wants to do is tell my brain about the pain my ass is going through. Deanna roars and I collapse on the landing of the stairs facing the front door.
I gaze up at the top of the stairs where Deanna’s dark form looms in the shadows. I curl up, whimpering and shaking with fear, but each *clack* of her heels on the marble stairs pulls my body lose. By the time she reaches the landing, I’m on my hands and knees, trembling from the difficulty of holding my own body in place.
My knees slip out from under me and I collapse. “I-I’m sorry, Mistress.” I grunt trying to get my ass up for her.
She steps on my ass and presses her heel into my asshole. “Oh, my little bitch.” She pulls out and crouches over me, the fur of her coat caressing my naked skin. “You did good, but you lost. Now you belong to me.” She rummages in a coat pocket and pulls out a collar and leash. She places the collar around my neck and then pulls on the leash. “Come, boy. Time for you to please your mistress.”
“Y-yes, Mistress.” I struggle to my hands and knees. While she hardly pulls on the leash, the tiny tug somehow helps me follow behind her.
We return to her room and she snaps her fingers, pointing at the bed.
I crawl up onto the bed and hold my ass up for her.
“Very good, bitch.”
Something *squirts* behind me then again, but the second time is accompanied by a cold stream of jelly on my ass.
“Finger your ass, slut.”
I reach back and stick a finger in my ass. It doesn’t feel anywhere near as good as when Deanna had done it. Thankfully, she grabs my wrist and tosses my hand away before sliding two fingers into my rectum.
“*Ugh!* Mistress!”
After spreading the jelly around in my ass, she pulls her fingers out and grips my hips before lining me up with her massive cock. “Get ready to be owned, bitch.”
She pushes forward, and my guts are shoved out of the way to make room of her massive cock. My ass burns with how strained my little hole is with such a massive dong sliding into me. When she pulls back, my lungs suck in air on their own. Thank god since I wasn’t thinking about doing it myself.
“You’re going to drop out of school and be my little stay at home bitch. You want that?”
I nod, huffing air till she pushes in again and the air is driven from my lungs.
Her fingers snake through my hair and grip, yanking my head back. She slaps my ass and I cry out in pain.
“Yes! Cry bitch. Cry for me.”
She slaps me again and I do as she says, crying my eyes out.
After a few thrusts, she finds a rhythm and her hands guide my hips to roll along with her rubber cock. Her hands leave my hips to explore my body, but I keep up with the motion she laughs. “*Ohh*, yeah, baby. Work those fucking bitch hips.”
The burn of my stretched ass doesn’t leave, but a burn down in my balls takes over. “*Uggh!* Mistress… so good. T-thank you.”
She smacks my brutalized ass again. “For what, bitch?”
I pant like a dog as she continues to ream me, pushing a pressure to join the heat in my groin. “F-for teaching me… *Uggh!* …that I love this.”
She steps up on the bed to pound me into the mattress. A second later and her heel presses on my head. “And what is *this*?”
“Owning me!” I shoot my load onto the bed as my ass clenches around her rubber cock.
“*Uggh! Ohh*.” Her grip on my hips lightens and she steps off my face. “Fuck. That was good, baby.” She lets out another sigh and dismounts, pulling her cock from me.
The sudden vacancy doesn’t feel right. Having Deanna’s cock in me is the right way, it’s how I *should* be.
She pulls an item from her coat and a cold, hard bulb is placed in the mush of my ass. I glance back to find I have a deer tail. It’s not Deanna’s cock, but it’s something at least.
“Lick your cum off my sheets.”
I lick my cum up and swallow the uncommonly large batch.
Deanna smiles as she takes off her mask. “Did you like that? Did you like when I *mauled* your ass?”
I nod, still sucking air in as if I ran a marathon. “Y-yes.”
“Good.” She shimmies out of the big dildo’s straps. “Now come here, baby boy and get your reward for being such a good slut.” She lifts one foot up onto the bed and spreads her legs before pulling her thong to the side, revealing her wet folds.
I crawl around to face her.
“On your back, bitch.”
I roll to my back, and she holds my head up to those beautiful lips. When she presses me against her, my heart yearns to crawl in. I lick and slurp while her hands run down my body.
“That’s it, baby boy. Lick like you’ll never get another chance, because you never know when I might get bored of you. The moment you become boring, I’ll toss you in the trash. Her fingers run over my dicklet and she presses something over me. “*Ha-ha!* Oh my god! You’re too small for my smallest cage. We’ll have to get you fitted tomorrow.”
*Fitted?* Not sure what she means, but whatever she wants, I’ll gladly do. If she keeps letting me lick her dripping pussy, I’ll do anything.
*God, I can’t believe I liked anal so much. Am I gay?* I’ve never thought about guys being attractive. And I’m eating pussy right now, but honestly, I’d rather Deanna pound my ass.
“Okay, that’s enough.” She lifts up, pulling her delicious lips away. “Let’s get some sleep. We have a busy day tomorrow.” She snaps her fingers and points at the floor.
I slide off the bed, collapsing to the floor since my jelly legs won’t work. I curl into a ball and shiver.
“*Hmm…* Maybe you’re not a bitch.” She taps her foot then places her hands on those voluptuous hips. “Would you rather be in bed with me, not touching, or on the floor if I let you play with the dildo for as long as you want?”
The option of having the dildo in me is tempting, no doubt about it, but if I’m being honest, Deanna’s hands on my body, pushing my back down, pulling my hair, sliding over my back or ribs, that’s what felt better than anything. Her skin. Even not touching, I’d do anything to get closer to her. “You, Mistress.”
“Which thought gets you hotter: Everyone knowing that I fuck you up the ass, or licking my asshole?”
Jesus! Both thoughts make me blush, but the idea of having her plump cheeks on my face as I dig my tongue into her gets my dicklet hard. “Licking.”
“Okay. Which of these gets you hotter: Laying in my lap with my big fat tits smothering your face, or me sitting on your face, letting you sniff my ass?”
*Holy fuck! Please do both!* “Y-you’re lap and boobs.”
“Alright. You’re not a bitch, you’re a baby. I had a feeling while taking your v-card, but I wasn’t sure. Okay, get in bed. Babies don’t sleep on the floor.”
*I get to sleep in the bed with her?* New strength enters my legs to let me stand and crawl back onto the bed. “Thank you, Mistress.”
“You call me Momma or Mommy from now on, nothing else. Understood?”
My ass clenches around my tail and my little dicklet throbs. “Yes, Momma.”
She lifts the covers and snaps her fingers. “Get in.”
I do as she commands while she unclasps her heels. She tosses the fur coat over her vanity chair and then climbs into bed with me. When she pulls me to her, she rolls me over to spoon me. She wiggles her chest around my head so that my head is buried in her tits, bringing one of my hottest fantasies to life. One arm wraps around my chest to hold me tight against her, while her other hand snakes her fingers through my hair.
“Are you my obedient little baby boy?”
I nod as fast as I can. “Yes, Momma.”
“Good. That makes Momma very happy. Now go to sleep.”
*I made her happy?*
Even with the giddy excitement of hearing her praise, my weary body pulls my eyelids down.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/vnrwpq/deanna_the_collector_ch2_fdom_msub_bdsm_pain