The joys of service...

As his thick, veiny cock pulsed in your throat, you couldn't help but feel utterly owned - completely at his mercy. The man's hands gripped your hair painfully, forcing you deeper onto his shaft, stretching your throat in a delightful agony that only fueled your desire for more.

You were more than just a sissy slut, you were his plaything, his personal sex doll, and it disgusted him how much you loved it. Every thrust into your ass only deepened the humiliation, the pain intertwined with pleasure. His domination was a sick symphony of taboo desires, and you reveled in every violent, degrading moment.

As he picked up the pace, his balls slapping against your chin, his scent filled your nostrils - a mix of sweat and man, a primal aroma that just added to your arousal. You'd do anything for another fix of this filthy satisfaction.

He finally came, flooding your mouth with his hot cum. You swallowed eagerly, savoring the taste - a bitter-sweet reminder of your place. Collapsing onto the floor, you could barely breathe as you reveled in the afterglow, basking in the joy of being used so crudely.

In that dimly lit room filled with the remnants of pleasure, you knew you were forever changed - a sissy slut to the core. You'd crave these experiences for the rest of your life, **** for more humiliation, more pain, more mind-blowing ecstasy. And you would do anything to get it.

Over the next few weeks he trains you, turning you into his leather wearing Gimp. Your **** to wear high heeled thigh high black leather boots, with your ankles chained together to make sure you only take short steps. A leather corset is cinched tightly around your body, arms covered in shoulder length leather gloves. A ring gag is strapped firmly into your mouth while a blind fold is covering your eyes so that your unable to see what is shoved into your mouth. All you can taste is his hardening cock. Slowly, he starts to fuck your mouth, but this isn't enough. He pulls you up into his bedroom and chains you to the ceiling with chains wrapping all around your body, leaving you spread out for his pleasure.

He continues to dominate you without remorse. With every thrust deep inside your ass your body tenses and through gritted teeth, you try to hold back the moans that want to escape, knowing that's exactly what he enjoys your suffering, your humiliation, your complete submission.

After he's done using your body, he gives you that fat cock to lick clean, adding to the depths of your degradation. You are the epitome of a used toy, and you love him for it. The **** is intoxicating. Your head is swarming with filthy thoughts, making your cock drip with need, more ready for him with each passing moment. You are a **** to his whims, your desires twisted into a sinful vortex of pain, pleasure, and humiliation... yer manly cock loves it dangling rock hard but ignored by yer master.

An end came too soon as you fell asleep suspended in the air, your body trembling with exhaustion and mixed emotions, a tiny part wishing he would do much worse to you. You realized the more he humiliated, hurt, and degraded you, the higher you soared into ecstasy. A twisted love, born from **** and humiliation and unsatisfied arousal.