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Daddy's little fucktoy

You know how they say when you take away one sense the others get stronger? I was trying to make that work in my favor as I strained to listen to the goings on in the next room over. I sat, or knelt rather, blindfolded in the corner of my bedroom, my Daddy's bedroom I should say, as I was afforded no real property of my own. My Daddy owned me and therefore anything I would have had was his.

This is what I loved. Being His. Totally His. I never would have dreamed this would be my position one day. I wouldn't say I was a prude by any means but I certainly wasn't what I had become...a cock crazed slut. That's not even enough to describe it really. More of a cock obsessed, desperate filthy needy whore. Yes, that's a little more appropriate.

I always thought I was submissive but I had held onto my independence deep down. I'd always had to. Had to care for others, had to care for myself, had to decide, decide, decide, so there wasn't much choice. It was exhausting but it was not something given up so easily, despite the desire to do so. But my Daddy took that weight from me in a lot of ways. He was teaching me how to be a real sub.

I'd talked to lots of "doms" online, dabbling in fun here and there but when I met Daddy I knew it was where I needed to be. He could handle me and my attitude, He was strong and smart and was able to read me even when I didn't know what I was putting out there. He knew how to discipline me and reward me. He was maybe not what some of you would think of as a typical "Daddy" as in me being his little girl. He was no-nonsense, strict to the point of being almost, but not quite, unforgiving, he kept high expectations and would most certainly punish and correct me for any missteps. He sought to guide me and train me to be the best submissive I could be to best serve and please Him. Just what I had craved deep down for so long.

But for the purposes of this story, the most important thing he knew how to do was something I resisted from the very start. Getting me to step out of my failed sexless marriage to fulfill my place as a cock sucking slut in real life. To put fantasy into reality, to move from the shaded corners of lit chat to the dark rooms in the back of a sex toy shop and so on.

I can't go into all the details of how He did that (it really could be a whole other story), or give away all His secrets, even I don't know those, but I do know I was drawn to Him and when I told Him I wanted to be His in the ways I though I wanted, He told me, or warned me maybe, what He'd turn me in to. The "problem" is I didn't think He'd ever really do it, that He'd be able to. I thought my resolve was stronger than His experience. I thought I'd take out of it what I wanted and leave the rest. I was dead wrong.

Which leads me back to now. Blindfolded and kneeling, remember? My sense of sight gone, I was hyper focused on what I could hear. There were several men's voices but I strained to hone in on the important one, my Daddy's. I wanted so badly to hear what He was saying. Maybe to get some clue as to what was to come. Daddy knew I had this thing, I loved to be able to hear or see myself being talked about. It made me so achy to hear myself being discussed and not allowed to participate. As if I was just an object, a toy, an owned slut who did whatever my Daddy told me to.

The only issue with Daddy knowing how much I loved it is He could keep the experience away from me until I earned it or just until He felt like it. It was a subtle reminder that my Daddy held the power and any pleasure I got was given at his discretion. So therefore here I was, waiting and straining, and waiting some more.

The only thing I knew for certain was that I'd be getting cock tonight. And that in itself was reward enough. My Daddy had not allowed me cock for two weeks...TWO WEEKS. That's a long time when you're as desperate for cock as I am. But it's what my Daddy had decided so it was what it was. I shouldn't complain really, not only because it's not very well behaved of me, but because Daddy still let me have my daily dildo time.

Every morning I started off my day worshipping a dildo. I would take my time running my tongue up and down the shaft holding off as long as I could until I finally allowed myself to take the whole faux cock into my mouth which is when I practiced my deepthroating. I'd force myself to take it all over and over until my throat felt thoroughly abused. It certainly was a perfect way to start the day and reset my mindset as my Daddy's cockslut. In fact I had only been allowed to cum with a cock or dildo in my mouth so it eas a had become a particularly taunting cycle. I sucked the dildo and it made me want to cum. I'd get excited in the day and I'd want to cum which made me want to suck the dildo...on and on. And never did I get to choose when I would finally get the release of an orgasm with my mouth rightfully full.

However, back to where I was...real cock. the real thing is infinitely more fun as any cock sucking slut would surely agree. So I had looked forward to this occasion with a wet, needy pussy that only the promise of real cock could provoke.

Just as I had started to give up deciphering what anyone was saying, my Daddy's commanding voice caught my attention as I heard His instruction to crawl to Him. Thank god I had crawled in this home more times than I could count and could find the path to him with my blindfold in place without any bumped furniture or bruised body parts. As I got into the living room my Daddy told me kneel in the center of the room. I had a fair idea of where I was and took my place with my ass resting back onto my feet.

It was eerily quiet for a moment, I could only guess they were planning what they wanted to do with me. I listened closely for Daddy and anxiously waited His command. Even just this, kneeling for Daddy waiting for His decision to use me or allow me to be used, was a pleasure and a privilege, and I reveled in it, soaking in my vulnerability and submission to my Owner.

I had no idea how many guys had come to use me that day but from what I'd heard before I guessed there were maybe three or four of them aside from Daddy. The thought of that many cocks had my pussy throbbing and my mouth watering. I already felt dirty without doing a thing.

"Go on, whore. I know you want cock so show Daddy and all these men how badly you want it, you useless little slut," Daddy's instruction broke me again from my thoughts. His commanding voice held me tightly in his grasp.

This was where I struggled...I had fantasized and thought so many dirty, dirty things for years but putting those thoughts to words, degrading and humiliating myself (much more so in front of others!) was out of my comfort zone. I preferred to quietly obey when the time came, to not have to work to condense the wild needy havoc in my mind to speakable words. But I knew my Daddy would not take no for an answer, and I knew I could not be a lazy slut if I really wanted cock. So I took a deep breath and begged as if me ever having a cock again depended on it:

"Daddy, I am nothing but a useless needy whore who craves cock more than anything except pleasing you Daddy. This stupid mouth is good for nothing other than sucking cock and making men cum. This bitch does not deserve the pleasure of having men's cocks but I beg you Daddy to please please allow it anyway. I am nothing but a filthy dirty whore on my knees begging to please you and anyone you decide Daddy," I spat out breathlessly before I could let the embarrassment seep in and stop me.

"Is that all you have to say, you useless slut?" Daddy inquired with condescension. Of course it was a rhetorical question and I'm not sure if anything I could have said would have satisfied. Suddenly I felt His hands on my collar, attaching a leash and then I was being pulled to a wall right next to a corner of the living area where Daddy had previously attached a dildo. He sent me there occasionally when my mouth got away with me so I could be reminded what it was for, certainly not talking back to Him.

He pulled me to standing and I felt his strong hands come from behind to caress my sensitive tits. Just as I started to lean into the pleasureful sensation I was shocked with the pain of some alligator clamps coming down on my hard nipples. The initial pain seared a bright white line straight from my smashed nipples to my throbbing cunt. As I was still recovering from that surprise Daddy pushed my head down so that I was bent over. Daddy kicked my legs apart while I heard the telltale sound of the cap popping open on a bottle of lube. He was not gentle as he pushed the hush, my vibrating plug, into my resistant hole.

After He had me trussed up to His satisfaction he directed my needy mouth to the dildo fixed to the wall. His voice in my ear told me to suck this dildo until He was satisfied that I seemed desperate enough, not that I needed the instruction, but getting to hear Him tell me to do anything at all was enough to excite me. He could order me to do the most basic things and it made me ache. From the first time we'd spoken I was turned on by his voice. Its depth and confidence could amplify my neediness and make me want to obey beyond my own expectations. It was hard to say no to, even if I was a silly enough slut to think I wanted to.

I worked on the dildo as if it was the most important job I had ever had. The dulled pain in my nipples, the fullness and vibrations in my ass, and the unknown about being watched had my pussy so wet I could feel my juices start to run down my legs.

Thank god Daddy finally reappeared at my side, pulling me around to face toward the living room and pulling off my blindfold at the same time. I was shocked to see five men besides Daddy all lounging around. Could I really be so lucky to have this many cocks at once? Would I get to have more than one at a time? That would be a first for me. Some of them had their cocks already out of their pants, lazily stroking as if they were warming up for a workout. Daddy stood behind me, my arms pulled behind me, restrained between our bodies so that my tits were thrust out on display for the group. He reached around and pulled off the clamps and I could not help cry out in pain at the return of blood flow to my poor nipples.

"Slut, I'm going to give you one more chance. If you think you have any chance at getting these cocks like the cock hungry slut I know you are, then you'd better beg and it better be good because you don't want to know what happens if it's not."

I wanted to close my eyes! I wanted the blindfold back! I couldn't do it again while I looked them in the eyes! But I had to, I knew I did. I could not miss this opportunity. So I made the choice to turn off my mind and just let the words run out.

"Daddy PLEASE give this slut the privilege to serve as a fucktoy slut for you and anyone you decide Daddy! This slut's tight wet pussy is aching so bad Daddy and slut's hot mouth feels so empty without cock. Slut is nothing but a desperate useless dirty whore who craves and needs cock in any and every hole Daddy please!!" I practically cried as the words fell out of me. Daddy let go of my arms and I collapsed straight to my knees again. I didn't know if I had succeeded or not. Panic started to set in.

Daddy went over to the recliner and sat down, gestured me to kneel before Him, and pulled His cock out, stroking it up and down. I let out a huge sigh of relief as I took this as a hint of permission that I'd have cock after all. But I didn't just want any cock at this point. I wanted my Daddy's most of all. It was the Grand Prize and I was going to have to earn it. I watched my Daddy slowly stroke his cock and as it got bigger and harder, my mouth started watering. This somehow stoked the fire in me even hotter than I thought it could possibly burn.

My mind flashed back to the videos and the word repetition and the daily practice and briefly to how I was before all of that. How could I have ever lived without this? How had I ever gone through my days without serving this purpose? Cock and Daddy's control was all there was, all there is. I love it, I crave it, I need it. I'm nothing without it. And this whole time I didn't know it. If Daddy hadn't shown me this I would have been lost.

I did not have permission to speak but I couldn't keep it in, "DADDY PLEASE LET ME HAVE IT!"

Thankfully He did not punish me for speaking out of turn but he didn't let me have His cock either. I looked down as my eyes were magnets to his cock and the drops of precum at the tip taunted me, showing me what I was missing.

I had become so enthralled with Daddy that honestly I had forgotten for a moment that there was an audience. Until Daddy reminded me that is. "You're going to suck and fuck every cock in this room and make every man cum you little bitch or you won't be having this for a very long time, do you understand me?"

"Yes, Daddy!" I couldn't have replied any faster or more enthusiastically.

"Go ahead, guys," Daddy directed and before you know it I was being pulled onto all fours on a large ottoman in the center of the room.

Right away a thick cock presented itself and I hungrily took it into my mouth. This first cock did not disappoint and that first feeling of having my mouth full made my hot pussy gush. This was what I had needed. I used my tongue to caress his cock while I sucked to my heart's content. It felt so good to feel the flesh against my tongue. I knew if my Daddy didn't have them wearing condoms He'd made sure they were all safe and I delighted in not having to worry about a barrier between my hot mouth and the hard cocks.

All the while I felt hot rough strong hands roaming my body. Slapping my ass, pulling and pinching my tits, I was just a toy to be played with. I thought I'd get to make him cum but suddently he withdrew and before my disappointment could register my mouth was filled with another hard cock. A big black cock. Thick and strong I didn't know if I could take it all.

I did not get a choice. And I did not get to suck. Instead my hair was pulled back and my head held in place while he fucked my mouth like it was any other hole. In and out while I tried to coordinate my breathing. My eyes watered and I began to gag. But I was given no mercy and no breaks, he just used me. The gagging made my mouth water like crazy and I was drooling all over myself and the floor. A man occasionally would scoop it up and run his hands over me making me a wet dirty filthy mess.

Cock number two disappeared and the third arrived with no break, similarly fucking my face. But this time my hair was being held from behind and suddenly my tight soaking wet pussy was filled. With the cock in my mouth, the cock in my pussy, and the plug in my ass I was completely and utterly stuffed and I had never been happier.

It went on like this, sort of a ring around the rosy with me as the centerpiece. Cocks went in and out of my mouth and my cunt and I never wanted it to end. I was spanked and groped and moved around like a rag doll, put in whatever position they wanted. I eventually was placed onto my back with my head bent back, a cock going in and out of my throat. Both of my hands were occupied, stroking a cock each, while they roughly slapped at my tits and pinched my nipples, and I felt my legs being held down while my pussy was fucked hard. They called me names...I was a slut, a whore, a bitch, whatever they wanted me to be, as long as they knew I was my Daddy's.

Speaking of my Daddy I had not yet had the privilege of having His cock. I knew He was observing, watching His property He shared be used as a fucktoy slut. And as the men came one after another after another down my throat and I swallowed all their cum, I hoped to god I was closer to having His. One man, the big black cock, still hadn't cum I knew but I was in no place to direct anything.

I was flipped back over onto all fours, exhausted, but I needed more. The black cock reappeared at my mouth but it did not let me have it right away. I started to go forward and reached out with my tongue to take it in when the leash on my collar pulled me back.

"You want your Daddy's cock don't you, you little bitch?" Daddy teased me as I felt his hard cock at the entrance to my soaking wet pussy. It had been fucked but no one else had cum in it and I knew my Daddy would be the only one doing that and in that moment I needed his cock more than anything else I'd ever needed.

"Daddy, please fuck your slut Daddy!! Please let me have it Daddy, please!" I begged. Thankfully I didn't have to beg long because at that moment Daddy pushed His hard cock into my desperate aching pussy. I would have screamed in relief but as my mouth gaped open to cry out it was filled with the big black cock. My moans and cries from being on Daddy's cock pushed the black cock over the edge and He pulled out and began cumming all over me as Daddy used the leash to pull me back and up towards Him, allowing full access to my face and tits for His cum.

Daddy began to fuck me harder and I was a mindless mess then, enjoying Daddy's cock like the prize it was. Then His cock vanished and Daddy pressed my face down onto the bed unexpectedly. I screamed out in pleasure as I felt Daddy press a vibe to my clit and I came faster than I'd ever cum before. It didn't stop, I started to come down from the orgasm and my clit was so sensitive I begged Daddy to take the vibe away.

"I didn't say you were done cumming, whore. You don't decide anything! Beg your Daddy for more!" Daddy chastised me.

I tried, I really did, but it was mindless rambling that came out. I could no longer think. My mind was mush. I was just a mindless fucktoy slut now. He turned the vibe up higher and my body shook as suddenly another orgasm racked my body. I didn't think I could take anymore when Daddy's cock entered my pussy again. The trio of the plug, Daddy's cock stuffing my pussy and the vibe on my sore clit sent me to the hardest orgasm I'd ever had. "Cum for me again you little bitch," Daddy commanded and I dont know where one orgasm stopped and another started. It rolled over me like waves and I couldn't come up for air.

Daddy removed the vibe at some point, I was past thinking to know when, and He just fucked me, letting his cock abuse places inside me that I didn't know needed Him, until I felt His hot cum fill me.

He stayed there for a moment and when he pulled out I felt so empty but I took comfort in the heavy blanket of exhaustion and soreness that covered me.

The rest is a blur as I was past well used by this point. I remember the guys thanking Daddy for letting them use his slut, Daddy making me drink a couple glasses of water, and then taking me to the bath. I probably would have fallen asleep there if Daddy hadn't taken me to bed. Daddy let slut sleep in His bed that night and as I dozed off I heard Daddy whisper I was his good girl and He was proud of how well His good whore had done. I couldn't have been happier. I had the best sleep of my life after getting to truly serve as a real fucktoy slut that night.

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you’re not being objectified — you are the object. the toy. the reward. the display. the fantasy. you don’t exist to be respected — you exist to be craved. to be looked at. touched. used. and when you whimper like that? yeah, that’s exactly the point.

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You want what? Really? Are you sure? That was a limit a few weeks ago little one? You really wanna do that? It’s kinda gross isn’t it? No I want you to do it, definitely. I just didn’t think your brain would change that fast. Normally it takes a bit longer for you to give in. I guess you’re just becoming a moldable little idiot huh? Good girl.

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Mutual obsession is nice, but mutual devotion is even better. tell me that you'd wipe the blood from my hands if i killed for you. that you can see the darkness the same way i see yours and love it all anyways. show me that you'd choose me above all else the same way id choose you.

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I have no intention of giving you a normal life. Once we meet in person, your old life will be over in many ways and a new life of training, submission and obedience will begin.

Depending on how much you want or need this and your resistance level, your training will be either quick or will drag on until you're suitably remade.

This is not a game to Me. you will learn that very quickly.

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Under Him

That look on a female's face when it finally grasps the fact that being owned by a Man isn't disgusting, disgraceful or wrong in any way. It is a much simpler life than the one she once led... free from thought, independence and decision making. That look now says it truly understands its place and where it belongs. it's finally learned that being naked on all fours and pleasuring a Man's cock is exactly what it was born to do. The collar locked around its neck is not a symbol of entrapment or captivity.... it is a symbol of belonging, acceptance and safety by His hand.

This life would never have been possible if He hadn't found it and trained it to be His. There is no more shame at the thought of sucking His cock and making Him cum. There is no more pride, no more dignity and no shame at the thought of being a simple collection of holes and tits at His disposal.

He's taught it to accept and even enjoy the way its body reacts to His. The hardness of its nipples, the shortness of its breath when He tells it what to do and how to do it, and how its cleanly shaven little cunt drips continuously as He leads it around His home on its leash.

He is its world now. The safety, encouragement and stability He provides often makes it forget everything and everyone else around it.

He's taught it that its only goal, responsibility and duty is His pleasure and happiness.... and it now knows exactly where it belongs.

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You know what's hot?

Being property. Being an object that someone can own or throw away. Being brainless and customizable. Having no identity outside of your submission. Having your holes ready and available at all times. Being collared, leashed and tracked. Being punished for disobedience and beaten for amusement. Having all your choices made for you. Being expected to cook, clean and serve. Needing the approval of a man to feel content and happy. Doing literally anything to prove that you deserve to stick around.

It's hot to be an owned cunt. Make yourself useful. Be a good girl.