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Stefano

The room was dimly lit, perfect for my dark mood. My heart thrummed with a wild, intoxicating rhythm as I stood before her—my pet, my creation, my revenge in the flesh. My eyes roved over her stuffed asshole, down to her strapped ankles. She lay before me as my bitch. The dog ears on her mask trembled before she visibly shivered. Her fear was palpable, a sweet aroma filling the air, and I breathed it in deeply, savouring it.

I left the vibrator and lubricant beside the bench, taking the cane, moving to see her masked face. Her eyes were wide and pleading, they darted up to meet mine before she quickly looked away. The silver spikes in her collar glinted under the faint light, a symbol of her submission, and her helplessness. It was the perfect bitch collar for Amari.

When I stepped closer, my shoes were the only sound in the room. I ran my hand down the long thin cane, striking it in the air. The sound of it slicing through the air, sharp, cutting, and she flinched at the beautiful sound,

This is what I lived for—this moment, this control, this exquisite blend of fear and pain. Tonight she was my canvas and I was the artist, painting my masterpiece in shades of suffering.

“Since you are nothing, you should be given a new name. Skyla shall be your new name. It is fitting since it means bitch,”

I said, my voice dripping with malice. “Or should it be pornì since a whore like you attracts so many men?”

She whimpered again, the animalistic sound suited her since she was my pet bitch. I smiled and traced the tip of the cane down her spine to her rubber tail, sticking up in the air. Her magnificent ass was in the air and I tapped the cane over it, making her jump and tug against her restraints, but there was no escaping my wrath.

“Let’s begin,”

I said yanking the tail out of her asshole and tossing it to the floor.

I positioned myself to bring down the first blow. I felt alive, more alive than I’d ever been. This was my revenge, my pleasure, my darkness and she had no choice but to endure it.

The cane whistled through the air and struck her buttocks, her howl was still echoing around the room when I hit her again, applying equal blows on each side. Three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine and for the tenth I thrashed her with a vicious blow, cutting her scream off with a loud sob.

With relish I inspected her rear, my first mark on her virgin flesh. The marks were deep and forming colour despite her darker skin. She quietly sobbed behind her mask while I rubbed my hands over her ass cheeks. I reached for the wand because the bitch deserved a reward for not begging me to stop or uttering a human word throughout her punishment.

She was mine to take, to punish, to degrade and to humiliate in any way I chose. I switched the wand on and stuffed it between her cunt and the padded bench. Tonight she would learn to love whatever I decided to give her. Her crying grew quieter against the constant buzzing of the vibrator.

I unzipped my trousers and pulled my cock out dragging my balls over the zip. Once I was thoroughly lubricated, I smeared her asshole with a generous dollop of lube. The sight of her wrinkled tight asshole against my marks made my cock drip over her ass.

I pressed the head against her sealed hole and began to push until her asshole had no choice but to spread itself open for me. My bitch would take her first cock in her ass, whipped, restrained and no matter how painful it was for her she would still cum.

“Good little Skyla take your Master’s cock in your ass,”

I said watching her hole swallow my entire head.

Her ears popped up and she moaned, hanging between pain and pleasure. I grinned and forced another few inches inside her, panting when her asshole sucked me into her tight soft hole.

“Yes, you little bitch, take your Master,”

I said, gritting my teeth as I managed to squeeze myself in.

She was too tight, the ring around her asshole strangled my cock trying to prevent my entry. The feel of the vibrations began to come through and I held her ass cheeks and slammed into her. Her cry joined the sound of the wand while I pulled back and thrust inside her again.

“Just like that,”

I said as the tight ring gave way.

My fingers bit into her ass and I began to swing my hips back and forth, watching her dark hole being plundered. I fucked and fucked and fucked into her until my trousers and balls slapped against her ass. My entire length was inside, ramming and rearranging her insides. Her cries and moans filled the air but I was beyond myself. I ignored her orgasm and continued to plunder her asshole.

Her stuttered cry and shivering didn’t stop me. The tight spasms around my cock, trying to milk me while the dull thrum of the vibrations against her pussy made my balls tighten.

No. Not yet.

An idea sprang into my mind. Something I’d never did before but seemed appropriate for my little bitch. I shuffled closer and started to pound into her, swinging myself back only to plunge deep inside her. She took my cock like a champ.

“Your Master is going to jizz in your asshole, bitch,”

I said triumphantly while pummelling her caned ass.

I gripped her hips and drove myself into her ruined asshole. The lube made my movements easier, gliding in and out of her twitching hole. A sense of vindictiveness gave me pleasure each time I bottomed out inside her, my black trousers hitting against her ass while my balls swayed with each motion.

My body tightened and a tremor raced up my spine, with my shoulder and neck muscles locked. I slammed into her, scraping the bench along the floor. My cum shot out of my cock and soaked her asshole. She came again, a howl filling the room, and I growled in satisfaction.

My little bitch will love whatever pain I give her.

I didn’t stop fucking her prolonging my pleasure, rubbing myself against her insides as I spurt more cum into her. My fingers were like iron vices in her soft flesh as I began to come down from my orgasm. I glanced down at her hole as I rocked myself back and forth. It was loose and pliant.

Perfect.

***

With her tail back in her ass to plug my cum up I took her into the bathroom, pulling her leash until she was kneeling in the shower. I unclipped the leash, placing it into my pocket.

“Attention,”

I commanded, watching her spring onto her knees, lifting herself up with her paws in the air.

I moved into the shower and placed my semi hard cock on her mask. Her wary eyes were on me while I pulled the snout off, before rubbing my cock over her nose and lips.

“Open up, suck and lick me clean, Skyla,”

I murmured.

She didn’t hesitate to open her mouth and eagerly began to suck the head into her mouth. I plunged it into her throat and she relaxed it to allow me entry while her tongue worked around my length cleaning what she could before pulling back to lick the base and my balls. I allowed her to continue until she had licked and cleaned every part of me before pulling back.

“My little cock whore deserves a special reward,”

I said softly. “Open your mouth and hold it wide open for Master.”

I aimed for her mouth and a steady stream of my piss began to fill her mouth, splashed went everywhere over her face and mask and she closed her eyes.

“Drink it,”

I said, wanting to degrade her some more.

My urine began to flow out of her mouth and run out of the sides and chin.

“Drink my piss, bitch,”

I commanded angrily.

She shook her head and I moved forward and shoved my dick in her mouth while pinning her against the wall. The instant gaging and choking sounds began but there was no escape as my piss hit the back of her throat. I kept her pressed against the wall until every last drop of my piss had been drained from my bladder.

When I pulled back, I felt the moisture on my trousers. Glancing down, I saw that my pristine, polished shoes were wet.

“Lick my shoes clean,”

I said calmly but my underlying rage seeped through.

Her eyes blinked rapidly but she dropped down and began to lick my shoes.

“Once you’re done, dry yourself off. It seems I have a disobedient bitch that I must train.”

We will be in Greece tomorrow, and it will be easier to train in my home over there since I have it ready for her. The seclusion was perfect.