Dominuselliot thought itd be nice to send me this little… Thing…
“Your King should be arriving home soon so it’s time to review your daily chores and make sure that they’re complete. Master wrote them for you and left them on the kitchen island as he does everyday. As you walk into the kitchen your metal leash rattles over the hardwood floor, locked to your collar which is locked as it is always 24/7. Master gives you enough freedom to move around home, no more. The tile is cold under foot in the kitchen and the granite counter is cool to the touch as you read the chore list, but standing naked as you are always in the home you’re thankful that Master keeps the home toasty warm on chilly fall days. Earlier Master let you sit and eat breakfast with him in the sun room you watched sunrise over the golf course it was beautiful, and frosty. The list is complete, his home is spotless, dinner is in the convection oven, you exercised in the home gym. Taken in hand as the little 1950’s house slave that you are, you do not work outside the home, you do not stress, not about money, bills, career or boys. You cook, clean, serve, without thought or hesitation, sexually and domestically. A quick check of makeup, which must be worn daily and your body, which must be kept hairless before he arrives you’re ready to greet him naked, kneeling, eyes cast down. You see a flash of red as the silent electric cadillac sports car pulls into the driveway and as it does everyday, your heart skips a beat. Master opens the door, he pauses for a minute giving you time to kiss his shoes and request permission to stand, which he grants. He leds you not to the kitchen for dinner but to his bedroom. Your nipples are already hard, your cunt has been wet since you kissed his shoes. Without saying a word he bends you over the bed, you hear his fly unzipping then his long hard cock is sliding into your tight wet cunt. As he pounds you he holds your tits squeezing hard using them to thrust harder and deeper into you. He must have had a stressful day to take you like this without warning, you know he works in finance, is one of the last thoughts you have before you become a brainless set of tight holes for his pleasure, his release, his stress. Now one hand is pulling your hair and one hand is spreading your ass cheeks so he can get even deeper into your throbbing pussy. His arm is around your neck choking you. Your whole body is quivering with pleasure as his fingers graze your naked skin his hot breath tickles the back of your neck. He keeps going, deeper, harder, with every thrust you feel him deeper in you, seeking release, using you as he see fit. He pulls out and you think he is ready to unload on you. But then you hear the swish of the metal ruler and cry out as he begins to beat you with it. He did have a stressful day. As you ass turns purple and your back becomes crisscrossed with angry red lines you thank your king again and again for the pain and the pleasure, you gasp, moan, tears ruining your makeup. The spanking isn’t the last of it though, you feel him entering your tight asshole, using your juices as lube. He thrusts deep into your ass with his rock hard shaft from behind just like it was your cunt, because it is, just another fuck hole, for him. And you can’t take it, you beg, you scream for permission to cum and after he grants it your body convulses as waves of pleasure roll across every inch of your naked body. You’ve never orgasmed like this before, and never from having your ass fucked. It keeps going, wave after wave, shaking, gasping, moaning, your knees weakening as he pulls out of your ass, you collapse kneeling onto the floor of the master bedroom. Minutes later you’re looking up at him, lying naked on the floor, face covered in his warm cum, as you make eye contact with him you whisper Welcome home Master. Hours later after aftercare, serving him dinner, servicing him sexually again, even a little cuddling, you’re locked in your little room for the night still naked, still leashed a camera watching over you, exhausted, used, abused, safe. This is your forever.”
NO THANK YOU.
So im calling him out and couldnt think of a better place to do it.
My man Elliot! Really, you’re something special. Three submissions in a row were just from you. Seems like your tactic is really working well and people aren’t seeing through your bullshit at all.
Seriously, are there people responding to you without laughing? Are you actually getting e-laid from this stuff? Because from our perspective… lol.
neck kissing is honestly the hottest, most seductive thing anybody could ever do to me. if you kiss my neck, if you playfully bite my neck, if your tongue touches my neck i will melt in your fingertips.
SubbyLittleKitten 