“Yes Master. Master hasn’t used the Cunt’s fuck tunnel since Master decorated the Cunt’s flesh with rings.”
“That’s right my toy, I felt it was important to give your parts a chance to heal up. It may take a bit longer but you wouldn’t want to deny pleasure to me, now would you?”
“Of course not Master. The Cunt exists for Master’s pleasure.”
Master finished filling my bowels with water until my belly was distended and I looked like I might be pregnant. He removed the tubing and replaced my anal plug. He liked to keep the water inside of me for a few minutes before removing my plug again and allowing me to expel the water and any waste. Master rubbed my tummy with one hand while the other mindlessly squeezed and kneaded my right tit, all the while the discomfort inside of me grew as did the painful cramps that accompanied it. After what seemed like a lifetime he finally pulled my plug and gave me permission to relieve myself before replacing my plug and taking care of the bucket.
He reentered the room and pointed at the floor at his feet. “Kneel position” he commanded. I shifted from my all fours position to kneel up with my tits thrust out and properly cupped. He pulled his pants and underwear down exposing his semi rigid cock to me and for what must have been the hundredth time, I demonstrated my love for it by placing my lips upon the head and gently kissing it before my slippery pink tongue licked it in earnest, coating it with my sweet saliva. It didn’t take long before his cock was completely stiff. This time however, he would deny me the gift of his seed in my mouth.
“All fours position and turn your ass to me,” he said as his hand lightly stroked the slick shaft of his cock. I rapidly moved into position, moving on hands and knees and turning my body to offer my solid little ass to him. He bent down and grasped the pink jeweled cap of my plug, twisting and turning it until it came out of my rear with a pop. My anus gaped open, ready to be used.
Despite the copious amounts of saliva that I had deposited on his cock, he nevertheless did me the kindness of squirting a glob of lube into my rectum as well as adding some to his already slick cock. He lined up the head with the wide open entrance to my puckered hole and slowly pushed in until his hips slammed against the firm flesh of my rear. I had expected anal sex to be a painful, terrible thing, yet what I felt with Master was barely even uncomfortable. As it happened, not only was my ass stretched out from the constant plugging, but the plug had much greater girth and about the same length as Master’s cock. As such I found myself pushing back on Master as he fucked me in my ass, trying to force his cock deeper up my colon.
He must have only been fucking my ass for a couple of minutes when he bent forward and grabbed my dangling udders and squeezed hard. I heard the familiar grunts and groans as he squirted his seed into my anus, before letting go of my tits and sliding his cock out of my back hole. Master quickly shoved my plug into my gaping rear, ensuring that his cum would be sealed inside of me until he saw fit to release it. He was panting hard, his skin was red and glistening with a layer of sweat as he stumbled awkwardly to his feet. “You may thank your Master for using you,” he said to me.
“Thank you Master for using the Cunt’s ass for your pleasure,” I quickly responded.
He pointed at his shoes and commanded “thank you position.”
I slid forward, raising my ass and lowering my tits to thank my Master with my mouth and tongue by worshipping his shoes until he ordered me to stop. He patted my head, gently stroking the long dark strands of my hair and said “you’re such a good girl. I’m very pleased with you and proud to own you.”
My body glowed from his praise and the tingles of knowing that I had pleased my Master flowed through my willowy body. Before ascending the stairs once more, Master ordered me into kneel position and the rest of my time before Master brought my next meal was consumed by holding my pose while repeating my mantras with the occasional masturbation and edging session each time the video came on.
Chapter Eleven: Making a More Beautiful Cunt
Master continued to use my ass regularly while my pussy rings healed, each time sealing his cum inside of me with the large metal invader that stretched my puckered little anus until he was ready to clean me out. I’d had two periods since the piercings were installed and Master was satisfied that the healing process was now complete.
I was obediently positioned in the pee pose, my thighs spread wide as I held my squat. Master had installed thin black leather belts with small silver rings on my thighs and connected taut slender chains from each of my labia rings to the rings on the corresponding band, the result of which was that my tender pink nether lips were constantly stretched and my needy pussy was pulled completely agape whenever I spread my legs. As such, I no longer had to manually hold my cock sleeve open when I was in pee position leaving my hands free to twist and pull on my nipple rings instead per my Master’s command.
Master had been staring at my body in this position for at least five minutes without saying a word. It was my hope as always that I was pleasing to him and that he was enjoying the view. “It’s important for you to always look your best for me. You’ve been doing a good job with your bathing and keeping yourself tidy, but I was thinking that it’s been a long time since you wore make-up. Would you like for me to get some for you?”
I nodded and replied “Yes Master, that would be very generous of you Master. The Cunt always wants to look pleasing to its Master.”
He asked me about each item I needed in order to put myself together properly and diligently created a list. Mascara, eye shadow, lip gloss, nail polish, blush and more including the brand and shade. My mind was a little hazy trying to remember the details, but I did my best, feeling a little giddy that I might be able to put myself together properly for my Master’s pleasure.
When he returned from the chemist sometime later and unpacked the bag filled with cosmetics, I felt like it was Christmas morning. It was the first real taste of normalcy that I had experienced since becoming the Cunt. As I gazed at the haul of beauty products, Master turned his attention to the whiteboard and added another rule for me to remember.
Rules for the Cunt
1. The Cunt will never speak unless spoken to.
2. The Cunt will obey every command from its Master without hesitation.
3. The Cunt will always display its body without modesty.
4. The Cunt will maintain its position until ordered otherwise by its Master.
5. The Cunt will always address its owner as Master and others as Sir or Ma’am.
6. The Cunt will always thank its Master.
7. The Cunt will speak completely to ensure understanding.
8. The Cunt is not a person, it is a thing that uses third person to refer to itself.
9. The Cunt will always be aroused and wet.
10. The Cunt will never orgasm without permission from its Master.