From Innocence to Carnality - Sex Stories

From Innocence to Carnality

... feeling.

Master furrows the skin up my spine with his pressed together fingernails. It feels like he is bringing the not quite an orgasm along all the way up to where my head rests on my spine. Electricity flows along my scalp and tickles my cheeks, causing me to suck more cum into my body. My mouth and ass pussies reinforce each other's pleasure.

Still from behind me, his hands wrap gently around my throat and neck. He strokes the sides of my throat, then grabs the copy cock in my mouth and starts pulling in and out, deep throating me. While he is doing that with one hand, with the other he is squeezing in on my throat, feeling the cock moving up and down it. He pushes the cock all the way in and squeezes my throat and neck with both hands. I feel like I'm running out of air, my limbs helplessly struggle in my shackles. My body is still in a state of persistent impending orgasm. I experience it all as pleasure.

His hands release some of the pressure. One hand is still wrapped around my throat as he pulls out the cock enough for me to breathe. "I am going to permanently collar you now, as a symbol that you are my slave."

I feel cool rounded metal close around my throat and neck that fits just a bit looser than snug with a cock down my throat. It feels like it weighs a couple of pounds. The "sizzle heat" this time feels more final than the others. I am permanently shackled. Master can take my breath away any time he wants. He controls me completely.

A ...

... part of me struggles with accepting and submitting utterly to master's control. But I am so aroused by the thought that Master desires me sexually. I want to submit to him sexually - I want him to take me. I am hot with desire to be Master's sex slave.

I am stunned for a moment that this is possible. How can I have no control - blind naked, shackle suspended and spread and dripping from every sex hole plugged by Master, knowing that my total subjugation is on video for anyone to see and yet I continue to incessantly feel an impending orgasm?

It does make me feel sexy knowing men watching the video of my enslavement will shoot their loads because of it. I want to be the submissive sexy whore that brings men to cum hard. I want to be that especially for Master.

But some part of me is holding on to who I was - the feelings of the depression and fear that dominated who I was.

Suddenly, my sexual passion burns those feelings to ashes. Master desires me and because of that I believe am a sexy slut. THAT is who I am now. I get an overwhelming feeling of freedom. Giving in to Master's control makes me free of my old self, to have no reservations about being the lusty whore I am. I have no humiliation now for showing the world that I am a hot slave slut. My pleasure is in pleasuring real men. I want the world to see what I have become for my Master. I'm panting. I want Master in me so that I can feel his passion for me. I arc my butt out and run into his clothed cock. I ...