Good, for Gregory.

Several days have gone by. Almost every hour Maggie’s pussy has been stuffed with toys or Gregory’s wonderful cock. Maggie can’t even formulate words much less string together sentences. Her wrists are no longer tied together and Maggie is happily on her knees sucking Gregory’s dick while he’s at his desk talking to someone. Maggie can’t hear anything they are saying, her whole world is this wonderful, delicious, thick, cock. Her asshole has the plug inside of it and her soiled panties are being held by her pussy. Maggie was ordered that her panties will continuously go from pussy, to ass, to mouth, in that order. They have been soiled beyond repair but they still cause Maggie to orgasm with just how naughty it all is. Maggie’s face has several layers of dried (and fresh) cum on it. Her pussy has been filled repeatedly with semen and she’s sure she has to be pregnant by this point. It doesn’t matter to Maggie though, just as long as more of Gregory’s wonderful cock is inside of her. Maggie begins to deepthroat Gregory and pushes her tongue down his shaft so it strokes Gregory’s balls. Her master has trained her throat so well that she can do all of this without gagging and can breath around his thick member. During her ‘training’ Maggie was walked around the house on her leash and was slapped, pinched, and groped by the staff. The humiliation of that embarrassed her so much that she was grateful when Gregory let her back into his office, or as Gregory told her, ‘the Fuck dungeon’. Gregory didn’t need to tie Maggie after their first day as she quickly learned that as long as Master was pleased she would get to orgasm. At times Maggie wondered where her friends went, she vaguely recalled seeing them during her second day of ‘training’ walking out the gate. She couldn’t hear what they were saying but they sounded upset and mad about something. Maggie had watched them walk out while ‘Master’ had been inside of her asshole. It was her first actual time ‘Master’ used her asshole and she was so sore from accommodating his cock she couldn’t even yell or scream. Maggie had watched her friends leave and as the gate closed behind them she came from Gregory’s cock that was inside her asshole.

Maggie was a very well trained personal whore for Gregory. Her life before this seemed so distant. Like it belonged to someone else. At times Gregory would walk the grounds with her. She never had any clothes during these excursions and she could hear people insulting her but it didn’t matter. She knew that since she was behaving that she would get well and truly fucked when they got back to ‘the fuck dungeon’. And that always put a smile on her face.