Confessions of a Submissive Slut

Amy tossed and turned in her bed. The urgent need to pee was interrupting a wild fantasy in her mind. The sun streaming through the window bathed her in a warm glow. The soft and silky sheet slithering across her bare breasts immediately caused her nipples to harden. She slept nude not only because it gave her more erotically-charged dreams, but because she had been forbidden to sleep with clothes on, even in her own home.

Two months before, on a website chat room, she had met Heather, a twenty-one year-old dominant bitch with a streak of sadism who instantly tapped into Amy’s special needs. Amy had long accepted her submissive nature, but was never able to find anyone who would bring out her darkest desires; humiliation, strict bondage, and exhibitionism, to name a few.

Since Heather lived only a few miles from Amy, the two struck up an immediate relationship, with Amy surrendering complete control to Heather’s every whim and command. One of the first rules Heather had laid down to Amy, was that she was always to sleep nude. Heather delighted in coming by the house unannounced before Amy would get out of bed to test Amy’s obedience to her.

Amy’s mother, who never suspected anything unusual, would always send Heather up to Amy’s’ bedroom. If Amy was wearing clothes, she would be forced to strip naked and bend over with her hands around her ankles. Heather would then give Amy’s ass a red hot tune up for disobeying her. The probability of being caught by her mother only heightened the excitement for Amy. Sometimes Heather would order her to put a pair of panties on and masturbate herself to orgasm while she watched. She would then force Amy to wear the come stained panties for the remainder of the day as punishment for not being nude. To Amy, the more provocative acts Heather inflicted upon her, the more she craved it.

Spreading her legs, her fingers found their way to her moist pussy and began roaming over the sensitive lips as she imagined what wicked perversions Heather had dreamed up for her this weekend. Amy lived with her mother in a upscale suburban home, but this weekend the mother was out of town and Amy would be alone. Heather told Amy to be prepared to be dominated the entire weekend like never before.

Slipping two digits inside the moist folds of her pussy, she began fingering herself with one hand, while the other teased her hardened nipples.. The blanket and sheet were kicked off the bed and Amy could see her nude body reflected in the large dresser drawer mirror that faced the bed from the opposite wall.

At nineteen years of age, Amy was a stunning brunette. Her hair lay evenly on both sides of her face and bangs stopped just above the eyebrows. Her doe-like hazel eyes perfectly accented her pouting lips and demure facial features. Her 36-C Cup breasts were succulent and stuck out proudly from her firm body. The soft pink nipples and small brown areola gave Heather endless delight in applying various nipple clamps and other assorted torments to them. Amy was also forbidden to ever have any pubic hair, so she shaved it regularly. With her tight abdomen, long and sensual legs, and a well shaped ass, she was an erotic sight to be sure.

Heather, by comparison, was a statuesque blonde who wore her hair in braided locks. Her blue eyes, perfectly formed nose and small mouth gave a stern and serious appearance. Heathers’ breasts were a size smaller than Amy’s, and Amy suspected that sometimes Heather delighted in punishing her out of Jealousy for having a better body than Heather..

Aroused by her own image, she began fingering herself feverishly as images of twisted fantasy danced in her mind. She was oblivious to the fact that even now, Heather was making her way up the stairs and she was not alone. Amy had left the back door open for Heather, but did not expect her until much later in the day.

Outside Amy’s bedroom door Heather and two of her female friends, a former boyfriend of Amy and his new girl, Emma stood silently as Heather put her ears to Amy’s door. Hearing the low pitched moans and squeaking of the bed, Heather knew what Amy was doing. With one quick push, Heather forced the bedroom door open and the five figures began filing into Amy’s bedroom. The startled girl gasped and pulled her fingers quickly from her dripping pussy with a flopping sound as she bolted upright in the bed, frantically grabbing for the discarded sheets to cover her nudity.

“Get her!” Heather yelled as the two girls at her side rushed Amy before she could cover herself. Grabbing her by the arms the two began pulling her from the bed to the center of the room where they proceeded to pin her arms behind her back. Amy was now on full display to everyone in the room.

Amy’s face turned ashen as she looked into the face of Scott, a boy she had recently dated for awhile. His new girlfriend, Emma, clung to his arm as she stared wickedly at Amy’s naked body.
Heather had carefully selected them to add to Amy’s humiliation, and they were more than willing to join and watch.

“I told you she would be naked,” Heather grinned in amused satisfaction. “Amy always does what she is told” Heather continued as she walked over and placed her hands on Amy’s semi-erect nipples and began twisting them in a vise-like grip. Amy cringed and stood on her toes in an useless attempt to ease the fiery pain in her nipples while struggling against the two girls who held her arms behind her.

The pain in her nipples was soon offset by the wetness between her legs as the reality that five uninvited people were in her bedroom staring at her and taking delight in her humiliation.

“Tell us, what were you doing before we came in here?” Heather asked in a sharp tone.

Amy lowered her head as he face blushed crimson at the penetrating question. “N..nothing,” Amy stuttered. Heather knew that Amy masked her submission by protests. It was all a part of the turn on for Amy. Begging to be set free, or pleading for something not to happen only heightened her arousal. Amy loved playing the part of the reluctant victim, rather than the humiliation-craving slut she really was.

“Bull shit! You were playing with your pussy weren’t you?” Heather scolded as the others giggled in delight.

“Yes,” Amy admitted in a low and sheepish voice.

“Louder. I want everyone to hear it!” Heather snapped.

“Yes, I was playing with my pussy,”Amy blurted out.

“I thought as much. Well, you have been after me to take you to new lows. Today is your day my little pet,”Heather sneered as she folded her hands and paced around Amy. The tone of Heather’s voice sent a new wave of sexual excitement coursing through her. She watched as Heather turned and went to the bedroom door and into the hall. Heather returned moments later with a black and red sports bag. It was the kind that had a single zipper and two nylon handles. Amy could see that the bag was bulging with items as Heather began to unzip it. Reaching inside, Heather tossed a pair of shiny metal handcuffs to one of the girls holding Amy.

“Bind her hands behind her good,” Heather ordered as she continued to sift the bag. The command brought a mixture of excitement and concern. Her bladder was clamoring for release and she knew once Heather had bound her, she would not get free until she was finished with her.

“No! Please Heather, I have to pee,” Amy protested as she struggled with the two girls.

“That is your problem, not mine,” Heather grumbled seemingly unconcerned about Amy’s plight. “I have arranged for a little online show today. We are going to truss you up and show you off to all of my online friends,” Heather sneered.

Amy found Heather’s word intoxicating, but her building need to relieve herself was taking precedent. She knew that Heather would probably think it an act, but she had to try and convince her before she peed herself by accident.

“Heather, please. You have to believe me. I really need to pee badly. I am about to wet myself,” Amy pleaded. Hearing the giggles from the girls behind her and the look of amusement on Scott and Emma’s faces sent another gush of wetness to her already soaked cunt.

Heather broke her concentration and stared at the struggling Amy. “What do you think girls? Should we let her pee?” Heather asked.

“Yea, but make her piss outside. She hasn’t earned the privilege of a toilet yet,” one of the girls behind her spoke.

“Splendid idea,” Heather chimed. “She won’t need her hands to pee, so go ahead and lock them behind her.” Heather ordered. Amy’s heart was pounding wildly at the lewd suggestion. Out back! She can’t be serious. It is broad daylight outside.

To add to Amy’s craving for debasement, Heather tossed a black leather collar with a strand of chain attached over to Scott and Emma.

“Care to take her out back and let her pee while I get things ready in here?” Heather spoke.

The idea of being led naked outback by her ex and his new girl should have horrified her; instead it was making her pussy scream to be touched. She could almost come from the very thought of being forced to something so degrading in front of these two.

“Be glad to,” Scott beamed as he strolled over to Amy and fastened the collar around her neck. “I always knew you were a slut, but never realized just how much,” Scott hissed as he tugged on the chain. “Come on Emma let’s take the pet outside and let her pee,” Scott remarked as Emma giggled in perverse delight.

“Let me lead her,” Emma chimed in as they began walking Amy out of her bedroom and down the stairs. The image of her arms bound behind her, a collar around her neck and being led like a house pet reflected in the mirror nearly made Amy come without even touching herself. Heather was pulling out all stops and it had only begun.

Leading her through the kitchen and down through the basement laundry room, they took her into the sun drenched back yard. Even though the yard was enclosed by a large white fence, she could hear the neighbors in the distance. She felt Emma tug hard on the chain and her attention was diverted to Emma and Scott who stood staring at her.

“I don’t have all day bitch! Hurry up and piss,” Emma snarled. Amy looked around nervously and slowly began squatting. She would do anything they told her to do. Maybe they would order her to do some lewd thing for them. She was their captive. Did they even know how turned on she was right now? Her thoughts were interrupted by Emma’s stern voice.

“No squatting. Pee standing with your legs spread, or we will tell Heather you were just putting on,” Emma threatened. With her hands bound behind her, it was difficult maintaining her balance as she fought to get back into a standing position. She could hear Emma and Scott laughing and it only fanned the fire now raging inside her.

Amy did her best to concentrate, despite the fact that the neighbors sounded uncomfortably close. In seconds a small trickle began to escape, followed by a drenching flood that struck the ground with a gurgling sound and splashed against her ankles and feet.

“I can’t believe you would ever go out with this slut. Look at her pissing in front of us like she has no shame,” Emma remarked in a deliberate put down.

“I tried to tell you that she is a total whore,” Scott chimed in with a sadistic tone as the two watched Amy empty her swollen bladder before them. When Amy was finished she sheepishly looked at the two that stood before her.

“I think she needs to wipe,” Scott said in a laughing tone.

“Too fucking bad,” Emma replied in an equally sinister tone. “She can drip dry on her way back in. Come on slut,”Emma remarked as she tugged on the chain and began leading Amy back into the house. As Amy walked past her she struck her bare ass with a twig she had seen laying on the ground nearby and grinned in delight as Amy yelped from the red imprint it left.

The bedroom was a bustle of activity when Amy was led back into it. Heather loosened the collar and tossed it to the side. “We have to get you ready for your web cam show my deviant little pet,” Heather remarked.

“Wh…what do you mean?”Amy stuttered as she watched Heather reach into the bag one again. The very thought of appearing naked online to total strangers sent a new thrill through her.

“I have arranged for a number of people to visit us today and see first hand what a submissive little slut you are,” Heather grinned as she pulled a bondage bar and some black leather cuffs from the bag, followed by a ball gag and some nipple clamps.

“Let’s start with those tits of yours shall we?” Heather grinned wickedly as she strolled towards Amy with the metal nipple clamps. Amy’s nipples were erect and her chest was heaving with anticipation as Heather began attaching the cold metal clamps to her sensitive nips. The clamps were connected with a single strand of chain and Heather wasted no time in testing it. Pulling on the chain she watched in wicked delight as Amy’s nipples began stretching outward, pulling the tissue of her breasts with it. Amy took a deep breath as she felt her breasts and nipples being stretched. The sharp pain was overridden by the hot burning desire between her legs.

“Yes, you are going to make such a lovely exhibit for my invited guests,” Heather hissed. “Loosen her arms now, I have other plans for them,” Heather remarked to the two girls who were standing nearby, while Scott and Emma worked on getting the camera and web cam set up.

“Time for your ball gag now,” Heather remarked as she slipped the device into Amy’s mouth and locked it around her neck ensuring a tight fit before stepping back to admire the view.

“Get on the floor and spread your legs!” Heather ordered. With the help of the two girls they positioned Amy in front of her dresser draw in such a way that she could lean back slightly and give a better view of her pussy and asshole, which is exactly what Heather wanted everyone to see.

The two girls quickly attached two leather collars around each wrist and brought them together in front of her in a praying fashion. They then assisted Heather in attaching the bar to the other two collars that were secured just above each ankle of Amy’s feet. Spreading Amy’s legs wide, they locked the bar to each collar by a small c-clamp. The single strand of chain that joined the collars on her arms were wrapped around the bar and locked into place.

Amy was now completely immobile as she was tilted back and rested against the wooden dresser. The spreader bar exposed her glistening pussy and puckered hole to any who wanted to see. With the ball gag in place, she was now ready to be viewed.

“It’s showtime!” Heather exclaimed with a shrill of excitement as she viewed the trussed up Amy with wicked delight.

Amy stared at her own image now reflected in the monitor screen. Scott zoomed the camera into her legs and further brought her drooling pussy into full view. One by one the list of onscreen persona’s began logging in. Nameless faces peering at her from somewhere in cyberspace. Some she no doubt knew, others Known only to Heather were now staring at her nude and bound body. In all, 28 guests had signed in to see Heather’s little pet.

The instant messages began filling the screen as they commented on Amy’s body, and suggested things they would like to see done to her.

Heather knew exactly what she was going to do. She had discovered that when Amy is highly aroused, she squirts and tonight she was going to make Amy gush like Old Faithful at Yellowstone Park. Heather walked slowly over to the bag and retrieved the ominous looking black vibrating wand and plugged in to the outlet next to Amy’s bed. Flicking the switch the purring sound filled the room as Heather took the rounded end and began teasing Amy’s erect nipples.

“Oh yes, you know what this don’t you,” Heather teased as Amy could only moan in delirious anticipation. “You like this don’t you?” Well I am going to make you come over and over my little pet. Everyone is going to see your squirting little pussy and there is nothing you can do to prevent it,” Heather snarled, knowing that her words would only make Amy hotter.

In moments Heather had the wand working on Amy’s pussy. There was nothing Amy could do but accept what ever Heather had in mind, and that was what was turning her on the most. The feeling of being totally dominated and controlled.

” Don’t dare come!” Heather snapped as she ran the wand over Amy’s swollen and drenched lips. Amy could feel her juices running freely. The need to come was raging a war inside her mind. “I am going to make you earn this orgasm sweetheart,” Heather remarked as she used the wand with the skill of a medieval Inquisitor.

Brought to the edge of orgasm then denied release in repeated phases soon had Amy delirious. The spittle was drooling from her lips and onto her breasts as she tried to moan her pathetic plea to be allowed to come, but Heather wanted to impress her online voyeurs and knew that when Amy did erupt, they would be treated to one hell of a view.

Finally, Heather decided the time was right and pressed the wand against Amy’s clit. The room seemed to spin, and the lights flicker as Amy shuddered from the force of the pent-up orgasm. Her body shuddered as a powerful stream of female ejaculate shot from her pussy and landed on the floor just in front of her.

In what felt like an out-of-body experience, Amy continued to ride the powerfully orgasm until it slowly subsided. The image of Amy spewing her come was caught on camera and the comments began pouring in as they looked at Amy basking in the afterglow. Her chest heaving, her hair matted and disheveled, and beads of sweat coating her body;not to mention the puddle on the floor and her still glistening pussy, showed the impact of the orgasm to their twisted delight.

For the next hour, Heather kept Amy on display, teasing her tits and forcing one orgasm after another. It was the most intense experience to date, and Amy had never achieved orgasms as powerful as she did today. When the guests signed off the girls helped Heather free Amy from her bonds before walking the five friends to the door and thanking them for their help.

Returning to the spent Amy, still lying naked in floor covered in come and sweat she smiled victoriously and slowly began stripping. Naked, she walked over to Amy and stood looking down at her.

“I think you can now thank me properly for the trouble I have went through for your benefit,” Heather remarked. Amy watched as Heather straddled her face and began lowering herself towards her. In moments the familiar scent of Heather’s sex filled her senses. Her nose pressed firmly into the crack of Heather’s ass, she began flicking her tongue along the puffy lips of her pussy.

“Make me come good and proper!” Heather ordered as she ground her pussy into Amy’s face. Heather was in her true environment as she lapped at the wet pussy against her mouth. She would have welcomed a hard cock impaling as well.

She soon felt the warm jets of Heather’s come as it soaked her mouth and face. As Heather arose Amy took in a gulp of fresh air to come back to her senses.

“Get yourself and this room cleaned up. Don’t bother with clothes, you will not be wearing any for the remainder of the weekend. When you are finished come downstairs to eat and I will decide what we will do next,” Heather remarked as she dressed and left the room.

As Amy soaked under the refreshing jets of the hot shower, she relived the incredible afternoon over and over in her mind, and could only wander what else Heather had in stored up in the devious little mind of hers…

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2 Responses to “Confessions of a Submissive Slut”

  1. paulet5922 says:

    wow i wish i was amy!!

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  2. valleyvonvanity says:

    i need to ask my gf to do this

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