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Day 7
Dear diary,
We finally close the loop. This was the day I started writing as assigned in my schedule for 8.00 PM to 9.30 PM. Before that there were fourteen hours of intense day that I now finally get to relate.
I had two hours of ‘free time’ before my workout time, but it wasn’t free really.
As I checked what I could have for breakfast I found there wasn’t much available but coffee and cereal. No milk, this would be a torture in and of itself but I was hungry. Add to that that I was eating the cereal from my bowl and you wouldn’t need too much imagination to guess how much it felt like eating dog food.
Once satisfied I went ahead with my first unscheduled duty. Master wanted his pet clean and hairless. It had been less than twenty four hours since I lost all my hair, but I wouldn’t want Master complaining there was a shadow here or there. Also, if I was consistent with the daily shave it’d be pretty much effortless.
Legs, armpits, even pussy were all things I was used to. Granted I had never in my life ‘do them’ every day but it didn’t take too much. If anything I just put some extra time on making sure my lips (the vertical ones) and butthole where as smooth as they could possibly be.
My head and eyebrows on the other hand… that was something different. For some reason shaving my eyebrows (or where my eyebrows usually were) was mentally harder than doing my head. I crawled closer to the mirror to watch the result closer. My face was expressionless and it reassembled more that of a manikin that of a person. My body was a different story. All the fat and hanging parts would never be mistaken by plastic. I sighed.
Next step was cleaning the house. This took quite a bit as things do when you do them on your knees and it was surprisingly tiring. I had to put extra effort on vacuuming and cleaning the carpet after several days of doing nasty things on it. Then the kitchen, for which I had to stand up. I welcomed the little reprieve on my legs and was happy to having left it for the end.
I was on my way to clean myself (I don’t think I should use shower, as I could only use the feet tap) when I realized I was almost late for my workout session. As per my schedule today I had assigned machines three, five and six. While I waited for the door to unlock I couldn’t help but wonder which terrors would be hidden under the sheets.
Machine number three was one so obvious that I really should have guessed it. Indoor bike. Of course there were caveats. The seat had a dildo on it. There were also two clumps that, per instructions, were to be hooked to my labia. The first thing I noticed is the elastics on the clamps were much shorter and thicker than in the other machines, which meant as soon as I pulled up the slightest they would stretch my lips. On the bright side, my lips didn’t hurt nearly as much as my clit or nipples would. As with the bench, there was a warning against stop or slow down pedaling and about not having the dildo in me while the machine was running, but I wasn’t very worried. It was a very reasonable size and once I accommodate it inside me I could just pedal while seating. Granted, the movement was going to do no favors to my still eager pussy (I was still incredibly pent up) but I was confident I could manage.
Why didn’t I know better? I should know better by now. I pressed the start button and the clock showed fifteen minutes. Before even I could move the first pedal down shivers ran down my spine as a powerful vibration shook my pussy. The buzz threw me off my game, preventing me from pedaling and rewarding me with a sharp shock from my collar. I started moving immediately, as a reflex my feet pushed up getting my lips yanked down. The worst part, the vibe was attached to the dildo, so its shaft vibrated inside me no matter what. This was bad, there was no way I could stay like this for fifteen minutes without cumming.
I tried to focus on my posture. Bending my torso forward and still keeping me away from the vibrator kept the dildo farther to the back of my pussy. It was painful and uncomfortable but it would buy me some time. For my distress, I found out what seemed to be my only option. I would basically sit down completely for as long as I could tolerate and when I was in the brink of orgasm I’d step up on the pedals, hard, and the pain from the clamps would keep me from climax. This worked, somehow, until with two minutes left on the clock I almost missed my cue to standing up, instinctively pushed my legs together and concentrated heavily in not cumming just to find out I had forgotten pedaling so I got shocked again. I did manage to finish without ‘finishing’ if you know what I mean, although I had another scare as the time came to zero. The vibration stopped, I released the clamps from my lips and pulled the dildo out of my body; All this together with the relief of finally resting my legs was almost too much again.
– Two machines left – I thought in despair – I really hoped the other machines had nothing to do with my pussy.
Next in the list was machine number six. Machine number six was an arm workout machine. Where was the twist? Well, I first made sure there was no vibrator on the bench, so unless the whole damn thing vibrated I was probably safe there. There were also no clamps – Yay! – so that was great. There was, though, a pretty large soft dildo fixed to a mobile structure. I sat on the bench in the marked area and per instructions put the dildo inside of my mouth. With the machine on its rest position the tip reached my throat making me gag. I could push my head away and even get the piece out of my mouth, but of course that would earn me a shock. I slapped the start button and five minutes appeared on the clock. My strategy was to push forward just enough to not throwing up. It worked for a minute. I was making a drooly mess on my body and the bench but it seemed that I could stay like that forever. I couldn’t. My arms started to burn from holding that position so I could either let go or extend them. If I let go, I’ll gag, move and get shocked. So I extended my arms. The thing was heavy, but once they were fully extended it wasn’t too bad… for another minute. I think the pattern is obvious. I fucked my mouth like this for three more rounds until no position was bearable. I had one minute left on the clock when on the way back from extended my arms couldn’t hold up and I gagged on the rubber dick. I tried not to move, but at that point I couldn’t breath. As I let it out of my mouth the unfortunately familiar electric jolt made me jump on my butt. I shook my arms a bit, to relax them, before getting back in position. I didn’t know how long the cool down would be before the next jolt and I didn’t want to find out, although that was a piece of information worth knowing, but I would experiment another day.
As I stepped down, I realized what a mess of spit (and not spit) I made on the bench and floor. I went on my knees to crawl toward the mope and cleaner finding out how little my arms worked by that time.
And we had one machine left, machine 6. This one was meant to work my leg adductors, another week point of mine. It was simple enough, two belts to be held on my thighs running though a pole and then three clamps. I had to stand up with the bench between my legs and put the clamps on my nipples and clitoris. Then sit down on the bench. As I sat down, the clamps would pull my boobs and pussy as the belts pulled my legs open. Once I closed my legs, the elastics would extend and give me a rest. I don’t know the amount of weight that was set on the machine, but whatever it was it was impossible for me to keep my legs closed during the five minutes I had to endure. I managed for a few seconds at the beginning and then a couple of times more, but essentially I spent most of the time in a horrible pain expecting my nipples to eventually be ripped off my skin. I even considered standing up and taking the shock, but I finally managed to stay.
Sore, I finished cleaning up the room before I left it with a few minutes to spare.
When Master came in, right before 9 AM I was patiently awaiting by the couch, on my knees, of course, like the good pet I am
He kissed me on the forehead and patted my head
– How is my pussy doing?
– It’s doing good Master, ready for you
– Excellent. But first – he showed me a pen – lets do some writing. What are you?
– I am your property Master – I said
– Yes, you are.
He proceeded to write Master Nene’s property across my chest, right above my boobs
– What is this? – He said sliding to finger in my mouth
– That’s yours Master. It’s a fuck hole
He wrote fuck hole on either said of my mouth and pointed an arrow to it.
– Are you a person, Pet?
– No Master. I’m an object, a thing.
– And what are your uses
– Whatever master desires
– For example?
– I’m a cum rag, a cum dumpster. Just flesh around fuck holes Master
He wrote useless flesh on my stomach and cum rag in each of my tits
He turned me around and put me on four legs. As he typed on my ass and lower back I could hear him mumbling
– Cum dumpster… Cock sleeve – then in my back – I exist only to serve my Master
– Now you – he handed me the pen – Write in your arms “Fuck meat”, both of them, and in your legs “I am an object, a thing”. Great. Oh – he took back the pen – one last touch. Worth-less-trash.- That was in my forehead.- Now we are ready.
I was speechless. I looked around my body. Thank goodness it was only Master and I.
– One day Pet, you will be past these. You will see
– Yes Master, thank you Master for the reminders. It was very thoughtful
– Good pet. Don’t forget refreshing them every morning
That was unexpected, and I wondered what I would do with the ones I couldn’t reach. But I said nothing.
– Today is a special day – he added – We will have pizza for lunch!
I lit up. Master started undressing
– Hump my leg – he said sitting on the couch. His cock wasn’t totally hard, but it was obvious he was enjoying this.
I backed out crawling and open my legs embracing his. I started moving my hips up and down. Master would eventually slap my butt cheeks, but other than that he just watched me.
It didn’t take much for my pussy to start pulsating again. It was so ready since yesterday all it wanted was to cum. I continued as ordered dreading more and more the moment I could not take any more. Master’s leg was completely soaked in my fluids and my pussy glided easily up and down encountering no resistance. The pressure was building up fast and I wouldn’t be able to keep it for much longer.
He asked me to stop and turned me around
– Suck my feet – he said putting one of them right in front of my face. I looked at him as he he had spoken in a different language which earned me a kick on my saggy boob. He repeated his order, and I started sucking, first one toe then all of them feeling how my mouth deformed reaching its limit. Then the other foot.
Yes, this was humiliating, but not more than anything else during these days. And honestly, there wasn’t anything intrinsically unpleasant during the experience. No bad taste or smell, or thank god, any kind of debris .
He pushed my head away
– Fuck it!
First things first, I didn’t know if that was possible. Then… how would that feel. Master reached to his pants and I felt a shock on my neck. He didn’t have to say anything; I turned around and I did my best to put his foot in my pussy.
It didn’t work out great. It was extremely hard to put more than one toe in, and even harder to keep it from sliding back out. Master said that if I couldn’t do it he would, and I did not want that. So I tried harder. At some point it occurred to me that if I crunched his toes together and I got the right angle it would be doable. It was. After I found the right position I was against all odds fucking Master’s foot. At first it was dull, it didn’t really hurt other than the uncomfortable stretch, but it wasn’t pleasant by any means. After some wiggling around it seems things got in the right place, I started to get terribly horny again, real quick and my fluids were just helping to get the foot further in. I was about to cum… with a foot… in my pussy…
He pulled it out. I gasped but didn’t move. I froze, clenching keeping my orgasm from building up. Unceremoniously, he inserted the pen in my pussy, twisted it a couple times and then put it in my butt. Yes, again I almost came.
He slapped my butt, then my boobs. He started fucking my ass with the pen. It was very thin and felt completely different than the buttplug, but the movement, the touch… somehow translated to my pussy, not like actual contact but some kind of echo that kept me on the edge.
He pulled the pen and slapped my pussy, softly.
– That will be all Pet
I was shaking, I turned my head to look at him and I knew it was final.
– Thank you Master.
It was almost one when he brought me a cloth and asked me to use it to clean all my mess from the carpet. As soon as I was done he told me to wear it. For some strange reason this didn’t raise any red flags. Master was asking me to wear what turned out to be a tank top. Granted it was wrinkled and full of pussy juice but still… I put it on. It was long, enough to reach my knees, but other than that it had very little fabric. The neck was huge and showed even part of my nipples. The rest, together with most of my torso could be seen on the side. It was black, now full of stains and a yellow text said “Free Use”. I thought it was funny.
Master pulled his phone out and indicated that it was pizza time. I beamed.
– Go fetch the pizza Pet
I started crawling towards the kitchen wondering where the pizza would be. As I was nearing the entryway door the doorbell rang. I must have looked like a rabbit in the middle of a highway.
– I hope I don’t have to repeat myself.
– No Master. May I stand up?
My collar answered with a shock.
I opened the entryway and look down at my body. Other than my pussy there wasn’t much the shirt was hiding. I gulped. I opened the door and a twenty-something year old took a second to find me on the floor. He was surprised and amused, but he was looking at me with an intent that I could not identify. As he handed my the pizza I remember with horror. The body writing, he was reading my skin. I closed the door without saying a word and hurried back to the living room. The humiliation contest kept escalating.
Not even the last extreme humiliation was taking my mind away from my sexual frustration. Every movement, every touch sparked the hope, the yearning… I even tried being cute and wiggling my ass high as I ate my lunch, as it had worked before, but I remained denied. By the way, eating a slice of pizza out of a doggy bowl, difficul, very very difficult.
Master took the shirt from me and he left.
My next appointment in the schedule was set for 4pm and it said orgy. It was weird when it was the two of us, but now that I was alone I could but wonder. Maybe he’d be back?
I had over two hours free. I needed to occupy my mind and take it away from my needy pussy. The only rooms I had access to were the library and the conditioning room. I was way too pent up, way too close to orgasm to even think about watching porn and having a vibrator on me. You’d think it’s easier, doing nothing, but it isn’t and my thoughts wasn’t a place I wanted to get lost into right now.
After avoiding it as much as possible I crawled into the library. I grabbed one of the books and sat on the chair. I started scanning through the pages. It couldn’t possibly get any duller than that. First one book, then another, then another. I wasn’t able to read more than a paragraph. I remained sitting with the books on my lap, just stalking the door of the conditioning room. It was a bad idea, I knew, but it’d be better than this. God, cumming and being punished for it would probably be better than this.
The session was actually pretty good. The belt strikes were mostly keeping me from cumming and although it was painful it wasn’t unbearable. Most of the time with the vibe was good and enjoyable and the selection of scenes was mostly to my liking. As a difference with the previous time, in this occasion the ‘vibrator’ scenes had an additional sound track, it being my voice recording from the previous day. If they weren’t carved on my brain they would after this for sure.
I heard a chime coming from the living room so I stopped the session and moved back there.
The comdev had a message on screen. It was Master Nene informing me he’d arrive at 4PM and that I was wait for him in ‘my position’. I checked the clock, it was fifteen minutes to four. I assumed my position and waited like a good bitch waits for its owner.
Master came directly to pat my head. I was so horny that even that felt sexual. I noticed he had left the door of the entryway open but as I opened my mouth to warn him three more people came into the house.
My bald and naked body was on its knees as three beautiful women came in the house closing the door behind them
– Pet, these are Martha, Jacquelin and Eva
– I love what you’ve done with your hair – said Martha as they all laughed
I was mortified. I wanted to stand up and leave even if everyone on the street would see my ugly bald body or read what’s written on it.
– She wears it better than you did – Master said and they all laughed again.
I looked up to find his gaze.
– They – he pointed – once were where you now are, more or less.
– Yes honey. It’s totally worth it – said Eva
They were gorgeous. Eva was wearing ultra short pants and a t-shirt that covered her small-ish tits. She had tattoos in most of the skin you could see. Jacquelin and Martha were both wearing long dresses. Both of them had piercings on their boobs as it was obvious due to the lack of bras. Martha had many more piercings. All the ears orbits with the dilation one in the lobes, eyebrows, lips, nose.. Those that I could see. Jacqueline was a barbie. Humongous boobs, obviously result of surgery, so were her lips and probably most of her face. Wide hips and narrow waist.
All of them were wearing high heels.
– Lets warm up – Master said. He brought my buttplug and gave me a magic wand.
Master started dressing off so I didn’t wait for instructions. I sucked the plug, use my pussy juice and put it in my butt as I’d learned the previous days. I found with surprise that despite my profound humiliation I was still in the verge of climax.
The three new girls didn’t undress, they just walked pass me to Master who awaited on the couch and started kissing and licking all his body.
The magic wand wasn’t on my pussy yet or turned on for that matter, but I was. I was so turned on. The scene was threatening to make me cum without even touching myself.
– Keep that wand running on your pussy, pet. If you feel you can’t hold it call one of the girls and they’ll help you.
So it probably was fifteen seconds in when I had to decide for the first name. I went for Eva because her name was shorter and I didn’t think I had much time.
She turned around smiling and walked toward me. She grabbed the wand from my hand giving me a much necessary respite. Then she pull my mouth open, she spat in it and slapped me. I gagged and I almost threw up. When I finally reacted she was handing me back the wand.
– I think that’ll buy you some time honey
She went back to Master and I went back to my task. Jacquelin was holding master ankles on the sides of his head, Eva was sucking his cock with fury, effortlessly, and Martha was rimming his ass, licking it as if there were drugs in it. Master’s cock was hard and huge and from the right angle I could see it bulging Eva’s throat. Shit! again I was about to cum. I clenched all my muscles and with gritted teeth I called Jacqueline. She walked behind me, as Eva took the wand from me and kicked me in the cunt. That hurt really bad. I fell to the carpet as the poking pain grew inside of me. To her credit she gave me a minute before she pulled me back up on my knees.
– You lost this love – she said pushing the plug that fell off my butt back in in one quick swipe. – and call me Jackie
Jackie was fucking strong. I waited a second more before putting the wand back on my, now sore but still soaked pussy.
Eva and Martha had switched positions, otherwise Master’s situation remained the same. This time took me much longer to be at my limit, but it did come. So with dread I called Martha. She abandoned Master’s cock (Jackie replacing her immediately) and came to me. She took the wand from my hand, grabbed my neck and chocked me. I held her arms as she was pulling me up, but it wouldn’t give. My mind was starting to go blank when she let go letting me slowly fall to the floor.
– I think that will be enough – Master said
My legs were completely soaked all the way down to my knees. My pussy was raw, so sensitive that even the slightest jiggling felt like the last drop I could bear.
Per Master’s instructions all three girls started undressing, leaving their shoes on. Even on my expressionless smooth face surprise must have been more than obvious, when I realized Eva and Jackie had a cock. They had huge perfectly erected hard cocks. They were both cut and Eva sported a piercing in the frenulum. I salivated. Martha’s pussy followed the trend of the rest of her body. She had five rings along each of her outer labia, one in the clit hood and one between her pussy and her ass. They were beautiful. I couldn’t imagine the pain she felt getting those, but I wanted them too.
I had only had sex with a woman once. I enjoyed the experience and Martha was so pretty, I hoped I’d get to have sex with her to. This was my mistake. My horny mind was having an issue understanding that I wasn’t having sex at all. I was being used and abused.
Master brought a new toy. It was a head harness with a double dildo on it. A smaller part that would go in the mouth and a much larger one that extruded outwards. He put it on me and ordered me to lay on my back. The gag forced my teeth to stay opened and limited my tongue movement inside my own mouth.
In the meantime Jackie and Eva were busy with the rest of the setup. Eva put a wooden bar, something like a broom’s handle behind my neck. She tied it to the face harness and fixed my hands with cuffs in each end.
Jackie was pulling my ankles back. She used a leather belt around each of my thighs and tied them to my hand cuffs. My ass and pussy were now looking upwards as only half of my back touched the carpet.
– If you hadn’t yet, you will learn today that even in the deepest of pain you can feel the strongest pleasure honey – Eva said as she put zip ties along my boobs, turning my normally saggy tits in some kind of purple, hard zeppelins. It hurt, it hurt really bad. They started licking and sucking my now oversensitive nipples until they were satisfied with how erect they were and they fixed them in this position by wrapping an elastic band several times around each and then finished with a paper clamp that was tied on the other end to my toes. It was excruciating, but at the same time the heat between my legs did not decrease. I wanted to be fucked, I needed to be fucked.
Martha finally walked towards me. She knelt beside me and sucked the dildo a few times. She then turned around, grabbed my purple boobs as if they were handles and squatted in my face, putting with ease the dildo inside her pussy. The gag moved inside my mouth with each of Martha’s squats, her butt sitting on my face, her hand playing with my hurting tits.
Master stood right above my legs so Marta could suck his cock as she bounced on my face. Someone pulled out my plug and without any warning a cock started entering my ass. I decided it was Eva’s, as in my tight cavity I thought I could feel the piercing in her cock softly scratching my insides. Soon I could feel her member all the way in; Due to my posture her dick was pushing the wall between butt and pussy making me feel her thrusts inside my pussy too taking me closer and closer to ecstasy.
Like reading my mind Master announced I wasn’t allowed to cum until Martha did. She kept relentlessly twerking my face, her pussy drooling all over it allowing me to taste her inside my gag. She was making a real mess on Master’s cock and threads of spit would fall on my chest and tits. They hurt real bad. Martha was using them as stand for her squatting and every time she applied pressure stung and felt as they were going to blow up. This, and the cock in my ass were making me flex my toes which pulled the clamps on my nipples. My body was a mess of sensations. Pleasure and pain entangled, building up together indistinguishable.
Jackie knelt next to Martha and helped her sucking Master’s cock. She made a point to clean his shaft throughly and spat the result in my face. Inevitably, the wet mess got on my eyes adding yet another stinging sensation to the bundle.
Finally Martha started moving faster and as she came her fingers poked into the hardened skin of my boobs making a chill run through my body as I screamed inside my muffle. But she came, Martha came and that meant I was allowed to cum too.
Martha sat on my chest, right under my boobs removing the little mobility I had at that point. As Eva’s dick went deep into my ass, Martha opened up my pussy exposing my swollen clitoris, turned on the magic wand and pushed it firmly against it.
It didn’t matter if I was allowed or not, I exploded in the most savage orgasm I’ve ever felt. Shivers running through my shaking body, struggling to breath with the gag in my mouth. I tried to scream but you need air for that and my limbs felt weak as the pleasure was threatening to make me pass out.
Eva didn’t stop banging my ass even for a second and now when the vibrator wasn’t on me anymore her thrusting was more than enough to keep my orgasm up and running. It lasted for minutes my eyes about to roll back into my brain. Finally with one last deep push I felt her seed deep inside my intestine, which brought my orgasm to its final still earth shattering stage. She pulled out rapidly and Jackie took her position. Her dick was bigger but had no issue getting deep in my body. At this point my orgasm had succumbed, but I was still being kept on edge. She fucked my ass furiously, as if she were about to cum from the very first second and each thrust was going to be the last. Martha put the wand back on my clit and I exploded again, this time literally, as my pussy squirted up like a whale. I couldn’t bear it anymore but they wouldn’t stop. It was too much. The wand wouldn’t separate from my skin no matter what I did or how hard I struggled or fought to move and all I’d get for my troubles was the pain of the clamps pulling my nipples. Jackie finally decided to finish. While she kissed Martha’s mouth, she grabbed my boobs likes joysticks and pull herself as deep as she could go into my rectum leaving her warm wet mess inside me.
Martha removed the wand from my clit as Jackie exited my body.
I was Master’s turn. He decided to go for my pussy, though. It was a puddle, it was soaked and drenched to an extreme, in part from my previous squirt. Master’s cock glided right in and he started fucking me hard. The tip of his cock was hitting my cervix that seemed to be more exposed in this position. After instants I came for a third time. Trying to free my hands, to twist my body to stop the overstimulation. I couldn’t. Breathing hard and feeling how my body shook on the edge of shutting down I endured for as long as Master took until he came inside of me.
Once they were done I was a hairless canvas written all over, shaking on the floor almost to the point of convulsion, about to have my tits explode, my nipples ripped off. Y ass, virgin until couple days before, gaped and my pussy completely raw; I had a dildo preventing me from breathing properly and yet I had never felt that much pleasure in my life.
Orgy time wasn’t over.. But, I will have to finish that tale another day
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