A day of compliance pt. 1

"...the arms of an angel." I smiled at Belle, who was already staring, still lying next to me in the same position we fell asleep in.

"Good morning, baby." She grinned at my corny exclamation, before giving me a kiss and whispering her own hello, which I couldn't fully reciprocate with a straining muscle in my lower back chaining through my whole spine and constricting my movement.

"Ow" I haven't woken up this gently only to immediately feel sore again in forever. Seriously, this has never happened to me. I felt like I've been sweating the whole night, hit the gym for days and then received a beating inside out.

"Take it easy, babe. Here." Belle got out of bed, the blanket coming off to reveal her naked form, a serious case of morning wood, which I now linked to the fist sized protrusion I thought I felt against my abdomen in bed, the cherry on top, and gave me her hand to help me up as well, after hurrying around to my side.

"Thanks." I walked like I was 9 months pregnant, just without the bump in front, and plopped down on the toilet in similar fashion.

I took a leak while Belle went to the kitchen, the little top I had on resembled my physical state rather well, as one strap lazily slipped down my shoulder and it generally lost its glow and form, the brighter bathroom lamp and morning sunlight illuminating it properly and exposing its flaws from the sweaty night of lovemaking it had been through, the fact that it couldn't have been longer than 30 minutes and I still feel like this a testament to her dimensions.

My lover returned with a glass in hand, which she set down on the countertop, before helping me stand, as she saw me struggle to pull up the panties pooled around my ankles.

I downed the cool, refreshing juice and approved of her proposal to have a shower, where she insisted on taking off my clothes and plug, lathering up my body with shampoo while I tried to ignore the utterly ridiculous and persistent boner poking me from time to time.

I knew her look too well. I've had a few crushes before and while I haven't seen myself those moments, I knew that that was the expression I had. Though she ogled my body much more openly than I had those times. Don't get me wrong, my face took the exact same shape, I was as enamored by her as she was by me, but I couldn't comprehend what it was that she liked in me.

"You really are pretty, you know that." She pouted at me and as if reading my mind stated her opinion to drill that concept into my head.

"Stop making that face, babe. If I lied I wouldn't be hard every waking hour I spend with you. Even before I learned how heavenly your holes felt." My cheeks welled up red as she mentioned her boner and I was inexplicably drawn to the veritable proof pulsing against my thigh.

I gave her a small peck and fell to my knees, the water not cascading down on me from this angle. I had wanted to start repaying the unspoken favor she granted me over and over, which existed only in my mind, and take care of her erection, when she took my head in her hands and bend down to aggressively kiss me, dominating my tongue as I did nothing but moan into her.

My maw opened further and I kept panting as she stood upright, my heart beat rising with her taking control, her hips soberly thrust forward and, without any help aimed to enter.

I left my arms out of it and tried to catch the slippery, spongy cockhead with my mouth, being slapped in the face a few times in the process, but it eventually went in, where it immediately pressed deeper.

I did my thing, looking up at her in complete admiration, gagging and tightening my throat as she stepped closer to bury herself to the hilt.

My eyes welled up as I somehow struggled around her girth, to my pleasure of course. Not that her monster had gotten boring, the complete opposite in fact, but I had thought I mastered deepthroating by now, so I was filled with joy as her dick beat me into submission with repeated thrusts.

Throughout the merciless display of Belle's baser instincts, I found my finger lurking outside of my other opening.

There was no negative reaction beyond the dull soreness persisting even before it slipped in, so I kept going, searching for my fun button while Belle used my throat like a fleshlight.

I found it, even through the distraction of 12 or more inches plunging in and out, creating an unwilling but raunchy *glukglukgluk* duet consisting of my esophagus and her dick, and with the help of those two ingredients, chained one orgasm to the other, massaging Belle in the process and releasing her load in the midst of my third.

"UGHH FUCK YES. YOU LIKE THAT? ARE YOU CUMMING FROM MY HUGE COCK? OHHH YEAHH THIS IS YOUR BREAKFAST BITCH. DON'T YOU DARE WASTE A DROP UGHHH~" Her degrading grunts and dirty talk accompanied each breath taking thrust and geyser of sperm filling my stomach, resulting in my fourth climax, which in turn prolonged hers, as my contracting throat drained her balls.

"Good boy." The courteous and kind Belle was nice and I really liked her, but something about this horny, demeaning Belle made me crazy.

Her schlong pulled out of her hilt and I immediately latched back onto it, knowing that the smaller pulses she had afterwards still carried some leftover cum with them and I just had to obey her command and collect every drop.

She pulled me up and turned me around, cuddling me from behind, where I couldn't resist pushing my butt into her, grinding on her flaccid pole under the warm water.

I lost any pretense of dignity or shame and completely gave myself to her, wiggling into every grope while we dried off, bending over as I brushed my teeth, even after she left with a slap on my ass and I continued my morning routine, lotioning, keeping up my hygiene and shave.

Ankle socks and the rear jewelry was the outfit I appeared in the living area with. Belle was already sat at the table, munching on the breakfast she cooked while I 'prettied up'.

"Hey, mh I've decided something." She began and motioned me closer, a conspicuous pillow on the floor between her legs. "...You're going to only eat my cum today. Whenever I feel like, you're going to drop to your knees and suck me off. Got it?" She grabbed my chin after clearing her throat. Every word spoken with enough confidence to make my knees buckle.

"Yes, Belle. Thank you." I nodded weakly within her grasp and all she had to do was point down with her finger and I slid under the table.

"Call me Daddy, bitch boi." I almost came, as her growing cock smacked against my lips and her command sounded from the surface.

"Yes, Daddy." I grabbed the massive rod in both hands, her girth only conquerable when I use two sets of fingers, and aimed it so that I could take her down in one go.

"Ahh. So, bitch boi, seeing how you like mine so much, don't you agree that your tiny penis is a little useless? Moan if you agree." I moaned, schlick sounds of my throat and Bell- I mean Daddy's occasional munching not undermining her decisive questioning.

"Right. I mean it's so small, it can't even cum properly." I moaned. "I feel like it's been getting smaller too. Honestly I'm glad for that, it suits you. Haha While I've been getting bigger, thicker, more virile, you've been shrinking and sissygasming just from sucking me." I moaned, my ass puckering wildly around the plug.

"I think it shouldn't even be called a penis anymore, it looks more like a clit. A little clitty. Cute just like you." I withdrew a few inches so that I was able to jerk her into me, almost at my wits end, while Daddy was happily eating and saying what we both thought out loud.

"Mhhh Baby. Do you wanna know something? The past few weeks, whenever I was horny and you just dropped some dirty laundry into the basket, I would search for a t-shirt or some underwear of yours and bust a fat load in them, hoping it permeated and stuck through the washing process." I moaned immediately after her question and kept moaning as my dry orgasm ran through me from the pictures my head created because of her confession.

"You like that? Yeah. Just imagine how often I masturbated right next to your room, I got sloppy too, sometimes I forgot to lock my door and the thought of you catching a glimpse got me hard again immediately, so I had to bust another load into your cute little undies. Wait here." Her cock slipped out of my mouth as she stood up, probably getting another plate, as the sounds of her eating stopped about a minute ago.

"Yes, Daddy." I panted, my thighs rubbing together and squishing my clitty, even though I know I shouldn't, but I had to fill the vacuum of pleasure her absence created, the buttplug alone just didn't suffice.

Daddy sat down again, right on the edge of her seat and scooted close, her rock hard monster menacingly inviting me to get back to work.

An opportunity I didn't waste as the emptiness I felt was replaced with the fattest cock I've ever seen, slotting neatly down my esophagus as if I've done it a dozen times. Which I honestly have, now that I think about it, a fact that made me double my efforts in appreciation of having been used so much by her bitch breaker.

Cutlery was set down and I felt her cock press against the top of my mouth as she sat back and spread her legs leisurely.

The sweet and powerful spasms of her giant muscle began picking up and I timed hilting myself with her first real spasm. My hands came to my neck and gingerly tried to stroke her dick through my throat, while I was magnetically attached to her crotch, smelling the intoxicating musk of her short pubes.

I greedily gulped down her load and stayed hilted until I felt her cock deflate and Daddy move.

Despite its used state, her glans still caught onto the entrance of my throat and dragged me with her a short distance, as she stood up.

"Come on, bitch." She hoisted me up out of the space underneath the table and I followed her to the bathroom, where she commanded me to hold her cock while she peed. I cleaned the saliva covered mess under the sink afterwards, amazed that she didn't even have to get up to her tiptoes to be under the faucet. I got my fair share of booty fondling as I did so and was too shy to look her in the face, even though I leaned into her hands, even after she slapped me hard enough to make me stumble forward and supported myself on the counter, letting out a meek yelp.

"Daddy has a confession to make, baby." She whispered into my ear, sending a shiver down my spine that ended at the plug currently being played with by her. "You know how I've been making dinner for you lately?"

"Yes, Daddy."

"Not that dinner, babe. Food, I've been preparing meals for everyone, right?"

"Mhm... Yes, Daddy!" She slapped my butt, as I mewled from pulling and pushing on the plug and I forgot to answer properly.

"I've been putting something very special inside yours, baby. Whenever you come home late or reheat the leftovers labled with your name. Mhhhhh Your ass has grown so magnificently, baby. But I want it to be even bigger. You wanna have a bigger butt too, right? So that you can please me better, so that when you sit down on my lap, the fat creates a soft cushion. Answer, bitch." Daddy grabbed my hair to get my attention, speaking up from the vulgar whispering, when I was too lost in her words.

"Yes, Daddy! I wanna have a round bubble butt that I can shake on you, while you fill me up with th-mmpfh" The fantasy in my head was too hot to even question her and her finger slipping in past the plug while it was still inside and her tongue invading my mouth made me go over the edge, expending a dollop of watery cum as my whole load, the pool just her precum created right next to it dwarfing it like an afterthought.

"Good boi. Come on, I have another load for you until you can start your new workout routine." I cleaned up the mess I made, before she dragged me towards her room, where she laid me on my back with my head hanging off the edge.

She was quickly growing to full mast again, her cock never going fully soft ever since she woke up and I was in awe at her strength, as I felt like I couldn't even lift a soda bottle right now.

"Daddy won't keep you waiting anymore, baby. I know you need my sperm so badly, so I'm going to feed you a bunch, til you look pregnant." She easily slipped inside, my teeth instinctively moving out of the way as her rod stretched my jaw.

I moaned around her, though I doubt she cared, as her still heavy balls slapped against my face, her dick drawing out to just behind the entrance of my throat and almost hilting itself with each thrust inside, abusing me with power only someone with her gifted equipment possessed.

She climbed onto the bed, the new position preventing her from drawing out as far as she had been, but allowing faster and more determined strokes, until she groaned deeply and filled me with the third load.

The amount of sperm hadn't diminished and when I stood up I felt like I ate a whole meal, the thick white liquid sloshing around slightly.

She basked in the afterglow for a few minutes, as she stood up, her cockhead hanging low enough to keep my mouth filled, which I sucked on to draw out the last bits of her load and delighting in the salty but sweet manly flavor.

"Good boi. Are you all filled up from my sperm now?"

"yes, daddy"

"I'll wait for you in the living room, baby."

With that she grabbed something from her closet and dissapeared into the hallway.

A big bottle of water stood on the coffee table and a yoga mat has been rolled out in front of the TV.

"We gotta stretch you out first, here." Daddy grabbed my hand and guided me through various stretching drills, not missing any opportunity to rub her fat schlong into me and keeping me especially long in a stretch when she was pressed against my ass.

"Alright, put in these earbuds, baby. I'm gonna put some instructions on the TV." She gave me her earbuds and sat down on the couch, phone in hand and waiting for me to be ready.

I followed the soft spoken directions the woman gave me over a persistent beat, mostly turned towards the flat-screen, but whenever I was able to, I caught glimpses back at Daddy.

She sat back on the couch, watching me each time I was able to look, her legs spread and flaccid dick and fat nuts surely marking the couch with her musk.

I adhered to the water breaks and resting periods and found myself actually quite enjoying the physical activity, my exhaustion from before still present, though my motivation persevered.

I didn't see a time slider telling me how much still remained, but the wonderful voice told me that I did a good job and that this was the second to last exercise on the regiment.

Pushing the plug as far as I can without making it fall out and then relaxing. Ten reps of that while on all fours and I was finished, jumping up and turning to Daddy in hopes of praise.

"Good job, baby. Will you do Daddy a favor and get her the measuring tape?" Daddy's cock was standing high in the air like a flag pole and she smirked at me as I blushed at the revelation.

I dashed out to retrieve the item and looked on curiously as she stood up and put the tape around my thighs, hips, waist, all while muttering some numbers I had no real comparison for.

"Mhhhhh" She sighed contently so I assumed it was good, though my patience was running low with her hard dick pushing against various places while she tapped the data into her phone.

"Okay, baby. Now do me, you know how big I was last time, right?" She announced, sitting down and patting the rug in front of the couch, her intent clear with me.

"Yes, Daddy! It was 32 centimeters long! Oh uh Or 12.5 inches." The real numbers that mattered and were engraved into my memory.

"Good boi. Now, do you think I've gotten bigger?" Her hand caressed my hair as I eagerly nodded and pushed the thin strap against her skin.

"It's bigger, Daddy! 35 centimeters, almost 36cm! Which makes it 13.7 inches... You're..." My mouth drooled from the news and the proximity of her giant fuckstick to my face, my admiration towards the end left unspoken as lust took over my senses.

"That's right, it's almost 14 inches long. Don't you think it's long overdue that it hasn't completely been in your boipussy yet?" She was right, what was I thinking!

"Yes, Daddy! Please put in me. Pleasee, Daddy! I'm sorry for being such a bad boi! I promise I can take all of you, Daddy! Pleasee!" I jumped in my seat, my hands clasped together and face full of distress.