Saturday, 29 September 2012
I replaced the tires of my bicycle for slimmer ones today. So I had this lovely black rubber tube left. 'There must be something interesting to do with it', I thought. As it happens, I bound it around the head of my boyfriend, similar to a gag, but also over his nose and his chin. It looked beautiful, but a tube is made to pump up, isn't it? That was exactly what I did. The pressure is similar to head bondage, but more evenly spread. And, it is great for rubber fetishists as you cannot only smell it, but take it in your mouth as well.
Friday, 31 August 2012
Oh, I like that sound. He asks me to play catching with the feathers. They smell so nicely. I stand on my legs and catch them with my paws. Rrrah! He is smiling. What's funny about that? Rrrah! He screams and get's angry. I quickly hide under the bed. He is sucking his finger. I sit here for a while. A shadow is passing by. Something is here! I follow the mouse on my paws, wait for a long time until it feels secure again. But suddenly I jump. Ha! Got it! My claw is firmly in his tail. He tries to run. O.K. I will give him a bit of that. No, no, don't escape. My paws sink down in his flesh. He is squeaking. Let's see how far you can get now. Well you can still walk. But I am really hungry so I sink my teeth in his flesh, he is struggling, but my jaws are 'merciless' and I swallow his warm flesh bit by bit. That was delicious. It's hard to get all that stuff out of my teeth. Licking time, get my fur in perfect shape. And..what is human doing? Oh, reading. Now this is my favorite part of the day. I place myself right on his magazine. His eyes first get narrow and dark, his lips are pressed together. But when I look at him innocently and incline my head to the side, he can't resist and talks in a sweet voice. Then, he crawls me behind my ears and I close my eyes half and purr. Although human is quite stupid and does a lot of ridiculous things, I do love him too.
Monday, 27 August 2012
Saturday, 4 August 2012
When I woke up the next morning I remembered to have said: "Deal!"
The next weekend there was a queue in front of "The dark olympics". Marissa took the entrance fee and gave them a stamp with a number. Then there was me, handing them the 'welcome gift'. A condom for men and a strap-on for women. Right beside the desk there was my slave, lying on his back, legs in the air. I tied him up so that he was not even able to move his little finger but with his crucial parts accesible. "You may use him, if you wish", I told them. People were still complaining about the tube, answering the phone, asking for the wardrobe and at the same time fucking my slave. They fucked him one after the other. It took a long time but later that evening I saw it in my slaves' eyes: obedience.
Then I put the bitch into the sling. To make him mine completely, I had to fuck his manpussy. And I also abused his mouth. What a dirty whore..
We met in the morning, memories from last nights orgy kept popping into my head. There is something deep inside of slave f. that has to be changed. We know that to learn something, words are not enough. Something has to be done to make him remember. After a series of humiliations I showed him the toilet. It is a very useful construction where the slave puts his head under the seat. His neck is enclosed by two guillotine-like pieces of wood. I peed all over his face and made him swallow it. And there was a lot of pee. Then I relieved myself and shat in his mouth. That is the breakfast he deserved. His mouth was full, but I just felt more coming. So I had more fun watching him struggle. It is such a great feeling that all these precious products are appreciated and not wasted.