I'll turn you into my "slave prostitute" (experience story adult novel)

My slave: Every slave will inevitably face the darkest and most excessive fear during the process of being trained by his mistress. Now is the time for you - my poor slave - to face this fear! Do you know that sometimes, what a woman wants is for her slave to be terrified in front of her, to tremble with fear, and to do everything the master orders, including being a "slave prostitute"! This made her more excited and proud than anything else! You have been a slave for so many years, you know what you should do, you know you should do this, right? The most important and necessary thing in your life is to cater to and satisfy this desire of your Master - your irresistible Mistress. You know what all the desires and wishes that your Mistress has in her heart mean to you, so you will do it, execute it, and complete it at all costs.

I'm sure you are used to doing this, you are willing to do this for me, and even you have to do this for me whether you like it or not, right? But at this moment, I want you to know that what you have done for me so far no longer stimulates me, no longer excites me, and no longer satisfies me. I want you to know that I have been living an unstoppable and irresistible fantasy. At this point, can you think of what your master wants you to do? You would never imagine that I would beat you to death. I want you, I want you to be the perfect sex slave of my black desires, that is to say, I want to turn you into my "slave prostitute"!

You are an incredible man, and I am an indescribable little woman. But, it is such a little woman who can command you, command you to lock up your strong roots, feminize the sound of your Adam's apple, and obediently let me reduce you to a whore-like slut! I love stripping you naked, taking off your jacket, your shirt, your tie, your business shoes, and, yes, your boxer pants, and then forcing you to slowly, slowly put on the most feminine, sexiest bra and panties I can find - nothing turns me on more than this! Seeing your body wrapped in lace and touching your silky smooth flesh, the stimulation is simply indescribable! You put on a fake breast, a bra, and a pair of shorts, then stick your butt out, kneel on the ground, and sway in the air waiting for the whip, waiting for the black whip that makes you love and fear, whipping your ass and asshole with one whip after another, and you scream again and again, and your tears fall to the ground drop by drop. You twist your body in resentment, fall to the ground with your limbs, and sob, and you have to listen to the intention of the master's every breath, and according to those intentions, do one humiliating movement and posture after another. Only you know that the "movements and postures" that the master mentioned have those indescribable meanings... At this time, I will be wet all the time! I want you now! When I put lipstick on you, put on a wig, fix your "breasts", and force you to swallow my strap-on, you are like, like one of my slave girls!

These days, I have been thinking about how to turn you into a slave prostitute this weekend. I had it all planned out in my mind. I will start this Friday after get off work. By then, you have to return home early.

Before this, you have to wear a formal men's suit, but underneath you will wear a chastity belt locked by your master, red panties and a vibrator controlled by my remote control. When I get home, you will crawl to my bedroom naked, in your chastity belt, on your knees, and watch me get dressed for that night's clubbing.

You should know what's coming to you, right? When I put on my hottest pink lingerie. You know that as soon as I put on that bra, I want to fuck you, right? Paired with those infinitely sexy bras, panties, stockings, super short leather skirts and super long belts, it leaves nothing to the imagination. When my nipples get bigger, everyone can see it, especially you, my slave whore.

This outfit has a special purpose: to make every man want me. I'm talking about every man we're going to meet in a nightclub. See, here's the plan. Just by piercing through it, I can kill their eyes. And you will drive, drive with your knees on the steering wheel, take me to the nightclub, and watch with your own eyes how those men please me, pour me drinks, dance with my chest close to mys, touch my butt, and almost crush me. And you have never been allowed to do all of this, even once. You can only watch there, watching me "kill" every man, watching every man want me, want to know what I'm wearing inside, want to suck my nipples, want to bury his head between my buttocks.

The coat that your master wants you to wear can cover up the thing that is sticking up hard in your underwear, and it can also cover up the thing that is being twisted painfully in the iron cage until you grit your teeth and beg for mercy. You had to sit at the bar and drink three glasses of water every hour, so you had to come and ask my permission from time to time to pee. Can you imagine what those men would think and how they would laugh when they knew that you have to beg me to pee? ? And when I tell them who you are, that you are just my whore, just my coachman, or, you are nothing, do you know how they will look down on you?

Don't worry about that. When you have to lick, have to lick a man in public, then you know that is what you should worry about! That remote control is very convenient for me to use. I will hang this little toy on a chain and tie it around my chest. When I'm dancing with a man and he asks me what this is, you know what I say to him? That's so embarrassing! I laugh when I hold that button and point it at you; I lend this remote control generously to a group of wild women and teach them how to use it, and they start using it right away, playing with you like a toy, making your butt lift up, making you jump, making you ejaculate, and making you crawl on your knees. You don’t know who was the last person to use the remote, and you don’t know what prank she will play to end her teasing of you. I just had to get the remote back when we left the club that night.

I also want to find a really strong man and tell him that I want him. And more importantly, I want him in front of you; I want him when you are wearing the clothes of a slave prostitute and are locked tightly in a small iron cage. What would we talk about for most of the night?

A little whore who was "locked up"? A slut who can be fucked at will? A slave prostitute who was forced to put on bright red lipstick and wear clothes that were as small as possible?

Imagine you driving me home with a look of resentment in your eyes. You were driving in the front seat, your ass vibrating from time to time because of my remote control, while I was sitting in the back with the man I had carefully selected, the man I was about to have sex with, laughing non-stop. We'll be so excited and he'll fill me up. I have planned it. I'm going to take off my panties and shake them in front of your eyes, and he'll immediately ride on me. And you, on the other hand, are ordered to fully smell the faint scent of those panties throughout the entire drive home.

As you drive, you have to deeply smell the scent coming from my panties and listen to his wild licking and my drunken moans. How you wish that person was you! But, what kind of blessing do you have? The whole night was driven by my desires. Even though I'm with another man, I'm thinking of you! I think about how much you miss me, how much you want me, how much you want to satisfy yourself, how much you want to be my whore. My plan for the whole night is to humiliate you to the extreme and seduce you to the extreme, so that you know that even if you can smell the fragrance of my lotus, let alone lick my pussy, it is a kind of luck that you can hardly exchange for in your whole life.

You will face a series of tests, a series of tests that will reach the point of extreme humiliation. Nothing makes me hot and wet more than this!

When I imagine turning you into my slave prostitute and making you suffer all the humiliation that a man cannot endure, I become extremely excited. At this time, you have just been unlocked and are thirsty. You still have the man's underwear in your mouth, your hands are tied behind your back, you kneel upright on the ground, watching a strong man thrusting in and out of my body. You're nearly collapsing with thirst. I also imagined peeing in your mouth and you taking it while it's still warm, just because it's more convenient and because I don't want to get up and let the heat of the bed fade away. But, my slave, that is for later. And what you have to do tonight is to enter the house blindfolded. When we get back to our own palace, you will have my panties covering your face.

You have to follow us like this and crawl into the house obediently.

You have to strip naked, but wear a lace bra for a slave girl and a chastity belt that you never take off, and serve us wine and tea.

From time to time, when I have free time, I will fiddle with my vibrator and watch you jumping around and screaming. Oh, that is much more enjoyable than having this man next to you pumping inside me.

Who knows what this man will say to you? What can you, a prostitute who runs around in a pair of thread-like pants and is being ordered around and used at will by this man like a poor little thing, hear? Is there any need to say anything? He'll see for himself how completely I possess you and conquer you utterly, and that'll make him want me even more. Because he could see my power and charm, how irresistible I was to a man, and maybe he would wonder if he, too, was destined to be my slave someday.

I will give him a chance to have his Cock serviced by this whore in any way he chooses, just as casually as giving him a glass of wine and letting him sip it. I won't even look at you, just give you a gesture, and then say to him: Do you want to play the flute tonight to start our fun? He's great at it, I can guarantee that.

If he wanted a proof, or just a smile, I would start to put my plan into action. I put the strap-on on myself and gave him a confident smile. I will walk up to you and grab your hair and pull it back, then turn around and smile at him seductively, and as he watches you suck my dick so submissively, he gets an erection, a big erection. All of a sudden, he's walking towards you! I knew my plan was about to come true.

He wants you, wants you to swallow his huge cock! That's what I wanted to watch. I just want to see you eat a man's cock. It's not that I want you to be a homosexual, or anything more extreme, but when I see you eat a man's cock, it's super exciting! That's so humiliating! ! At that time, I will rub my pussy, put my wet fingers around your mouth and under your nose, let you smell it, let you breathe it in deeply, and then eat it more vigorously and worship the man's masculinity. You will kneel on the ground, head up and down, giving him a blowjob, non-stop, your whole body devout, trembling, crawling, until he ejaculates, ejaculates the first cum of the night. You know, I don't want him to come down, I want him to cum deep in your throat, or flood your face, or spill on the ground for you to lick it clean. I will do anything I want, anything you can't even imagine! Ah, I am truly a hell, and you are the inescapable prisoner of this hell.

I know you really want to know, will it become a common thing for your master to enjoy you as a slave prostitute in the future?

Yes, definitely! If you knew how wet the master is tonight, you would know what your prospects will be like. Pretty miserable, right? You know a slave's happiness comes from devoting himself to his master, which includes serving a man, being a prostitute for his master, crawling sadly under his penis with her lustful and submissive body, to be ridiculed, entertained and played with by him!

However, you must remember: you will always be the master's beloved slave, you will always be the master's close slave, you will never be truly replaced by anyone else, you are the master's beloved and can never be replaced! Besides, I will never see this man tonight again. You know this man is just a tool I use tonight, a tool to satisfy my sexual desires. And you, my slave, will stay with your master all your life, from the past to the future, through life and death, without end.

Do you know what the master's dream is? The master's dream is to become a beautiful woman who is completely satisfied and full of happiness, and you, a slave, voluntarily allow the master to reduce you to a sex organ, a tool, a slave, and a prostitute. This is your irresistible basis for slavery, and it is also the only way for you to become a lifelong slave in the master's sadomasochistic manor, a lifelong slave who crawls under the master's light all his life!

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