A bad future

As you sit there assuming the position, there’s a small voice in the back of your head fighting. Fighting to be heard. To tell you that this isn’t you. The voice is small but persistent. You hear a car approach and a door open.

“I see she’s all ready to service me eh?” Says the mystery man from before.

“Of course she is. I hope you enjoy her as much as I enjoyed training her” comes Angelo’s voice.

“Come here ****. Follow me. Good ****”. You follow obediently and feel a twinge in your pussy when he calls you a good ****. Of course you are a good ****. You’ve been trained to be this way.

As you enter the car you feel the nice leather seats on your bare ass and pussy lips. The material makes you wet. Imagining what is going to happen to you makes your breathing heavy. As the car pulls away the mystery man begins talking to you, “alright ****. Let’s see these commands at work… finger your pussy ****”.

Your fingers plunge into your slick hole and you immediately begin pumping them in and out. Your orgasm is building quickly.

“No cumming, ****” says the man. Such a weird statement, but of course. Your hands continue to work inside your pussy and rubbing your clit. You feel yourself on the cusp of climax but you just can’t. Your breathing is getting ragged and still you can’t cum. You hear the man begin laughing, “oh this is fun. ****, use your other hand to finger your asshole”. Without a seconds hesitation your other hand plunged two fingers deep inside your twitching asshole. Both hands are pistoning your holes and you know an orgasm is moments away. But each time that relief is about to hit, it doesn’t. You are fucking your self so vigorously your drooling.

Again the man laughs and says, “now **** stop. Bring your hands to your mouth and clean them off. Once your hands no longer taste like you ass or pussy you will say, ‘my slut hands are clean Sir. I’m a dumb whore’ and you will sit there with your legs spread all the way and your hands holding open your slutty pussy”.

Without any hesitation you begin sucking and licking your fingers clean. As you relish the taste of your asshole and pussy you know your dripping wet pussy needs to be filled. You need to cum so badly it’s all you can think about. You remove your hands and say, “my slut hands are clean Sir. I’m a dumb whore” and spread your legs and your pussy so you can accommodate whatever cock wishes to enter your garden.

Yet again the man laughs and you struggle to understand why but finally the car stops and the man says, “you will crawl on all fours out of this car, and until I tell you otherwise you are not allowed to walk”. What a weird thing to say, you know you have to crawl, you can’t walk. That’s how your life has always been.

As you crawl out of the car you hear the mystery man talk to someone else, “she’s all yours boss. The commands work”. The new man’s voice comes out gravelly. But sounds familiar, like you’ve heard it in another life.

“Oh this is just to perfect. Cost a fortune. But worth it. Follow me ****”. You crawl into what you assume to be a house (still blindfolded) and the man says, “face down. Ass up. And stay there”. You do as you are told. because well that’s what you were told…

“From now on ****. You will answer to Emilia, until I tell you otherwise”. Why does that name sound familiar? But it makes sense. It would be confusing to use your childhood nickname of **** now that you’ve found your forever master.

The blindfold is ripped off and with your head on the ground you look up to see a man who you are positive you knew at one point. You don’t know when or where. But he is horridly familiar.

“Tell me, Emilia. Do you remember me? Or did your training entirely wipe it out?”

You cock your head to the side and don’t recall, “I’m sorry Master. Have we met?”

He slaps your ass and without any warning or lube he forces his cock inside it luckily for you, you have been playing with your pussy and asshole for the better amount of 15 minutes so you are ready for his thick meaty invader and you moan as he begins spanking and really punishing your slutty ass

“You never let me fuck your ass before but here we are Emilia, and now you are going to cum from my cock in your asshole,” he says commandingly. And of course, you begin to cum loudly.

“Uuuugghhhhhhh! Thank you Master for letting me cum from being fucked in the ass. Thank you Master!” You scream out. You can feel your masters cock swell and within a few seconds his hot semen is deposited right into your bowels.

He withdraws his sword from your backdoor and tells you to follow him. Obediently you crawl at his side as he leads you into a library or study looking area. He sits in a nice lounge chair and points down at his semi hard cock, “suck it Emilia. Come here and suck my cock. Clean your whore ass off of it”. He looks so familiar but you must have seen your master at some point. Maybe he helped in your training? The voice in the back of your head is louder and louder but it doesn’t make sense. You crawl to your Masters delicious cock and place your lips upon it. Sucking it deeply. Enjoying the taste of his semen and your ass, you want to make your master as happy as possible.

Your master is reading a small book and you can hear him chuckling slightly to himself as you bob up and down on his cock. Over and over again feeling every bump and ridge of his shaft in your throat. You feel his hand on your head as he grabs your hair, “look at me Emilia,” you look up at him, saliva on your chin and a strand of drool still attached to his cock from your lips. “Now we are going to test something I’ve been excited for, Emilia. I want you to remember who I am. My name is Mark, I want you to remember everything before you went to ‘school’. In addition you will have full knowledge of your previous life, but your training will always be in control, of everything, now suck my cock Emilia”.

You hear a thunderclap in your head. Suddenly a torrent of memories come unlocked in your mind. The man who’s making you suck his cock and taste your own ass is your ex husband, Mark. You divorced him because he was such a dick head, and here you are… happily… sucking his dick. You feel revulsion and anger inside but you can’t stop yourself. You look at him, hate burning in your eyes as you continue to deep throat his meat.

He smiles back at you, patting your head, “oh. Oh you remember now. That’s good, I like the expression in your eyes. This is your life now. You’re going to remember your previous life and we may even go out I can tell people whatever I want and you’ll agree with me. Won’t you Emilia?”

As you deepthroat his cock you respond, “uugg ghyyesh maashtur, waateba oooh aant.” You struggle to respond but you know that’s your duty. Wait why is that my duty? Marks an asshole, that’s why you divorced him. You try to remove yourself from his dick but your head keeps bobbing up and down and you moan in enjoyment.

“Hahaha, this is incredible! I’m going to cum all over your stupid face Emilia, now for something also new, beg for me to cum on your face. Call yourself dirty names as I do.”

Mark pulls his cock out of your drooling mouth and immediately you try to get up and leave but instead you stay on your knees, “please master, cum on my stupid face. Paint me like the slut I am. I’m your personal fleshlight. Whatever you want from me is yours. Fuck me. Use me. Treat me like the piece of shit I am. I’m a dumb whore”. With that last statement his ropes of cum shoot out of his delicious cock and all across your face. You are thoroughly coated in his cream and you are disgusted. You hated when he would do this, he was always such an asshole to you and you hated every time having sex with him and here you are, on your knees. His cum coating your face and still slowly leaking out of your abused ass. You try to leave or clean it off but before you can do anything he says,

“Assume the position Emilia” and with a body on autopilot you sit back on your knees (forcing some of the cum in your ass to leak onto your thighs and ankles), legs slightly spread to reveal your dripping pussy, hands on each nipple pinching them and your mouth open, tongue out. He grabs a glob of cum from your chin and puts it over your left eye, it hurts and burns and your eye closes on reflex but otherwise you don’t move. “You look perfect Emilia. This is how you should have been when we were married. But now I can tell anyone who asks that you came crawling back to me because you are just a stupid bitch and you’ll agree with me, won’t you?”

“Yes master. I am a stupid bitch. I belong to you” you hear yourself say. How could you say that? He was such a dick!

“I bet your wondering how this all happened. Well here let me explain it, get up. Follow me, keep squeezing your nipples whore”.

You get up and follow behind Master, you can only use one eye since the other has cum over it and you can feel the cum trail leaking out of your butt. Your nipples feel so good with you pinching them. Your master leads you to a room on the second floor. As you get there you see it’s a play room, toys and devices litter the wall and a bench is in the middle of the room facing a large closed window, it’s dark out but based on the lights you can see, this house is a bit away from civilization. Although anyone approaching the house would see this room first.

“Bend over on the bench Emilia, you are going to get punished for leaving me”. Leaving your master? You’d never do that. Sure you left Mark, but that’s because he was mean and lazy. Master is wonderful and amazing. And his cock is delicious. Laying on the bench your master begins to spank your ass with a paddle, “you better count as I spank you and say, ‘thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place’”.

Smack

“One. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place”.

Smack

“Two. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place” As you say it your eyes sting slightly and you see headlights approaching the house.

Smack

“Three. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place” tears form as the paddle hurts your ass. A car parks in the driveway.

Smack

“Fo.. four. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place,” tears fall from your face from the painful smacks and you see a woman get out of the car, and she can see you there bent over this bench being spanked. She can probably see the dried cum on your face as well.

Smack

“Fi. Fi. Five. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place” You stammer out to say. Your ass is on fire. You know this is what your master wants but you wish he wasn’t mad at you. The door opens behind you and you hear heels on the wooden floor.

Smack

“Six…. Thank you for teaching your stupid wife her place” You breathe heavily and feel a cool feminine hand touch your burning ass. Her delicate fingers slide into your gushing pussy. You shudder and are so close to cumming. Your legs shake as you feel the need for release.

Your master leans down to your ear and says, repeat these words and you can cum like the fucking whore you are Emilia, ‘please Stacy. Use my slutty pussy. I’m just a dumb bitch’”.

You practically yell as you say it not even understanding the words, “Please Stacy. Use my slutty pussy! I’m just a dumb bitch!” And you cum hard. Squirting all over her hand and the floor between your shaking legs. You lay heavily on the bench. Unable to organize your thoughts, the woman comes around to the front and you see her for the first time.

“So Mark, does she remember anything?” Says the woman. As soon as you hear her voice it clicks. It’s Stacy. Stacy like your best friend Stacy. Stacy like the woman who told you about this ‘super hot dude Angelo’ Stacy. You try working your post orgasm brain to connect the dots but it’s just so hard.

Mark wraps his arm around Stacy’s waist, “yeah Stace. Look into her eyes. She remembers everything. But she’s been so thoroughly trained she can’t do anything about it. Watch” your master grins evilly down at you, “Emilia, crawl to the wall, grab the red dildo, and while in the correct position look up and stuff that dildo to the balls in your throat and hold it there until I tell you otherwise”.

You are to tired. The shock of everything that’s gone on. The fact that your best friend sent you to that man who ‘trained you’. You can’t believe she would do this. Or that her and mark were an item. It’s to much, you feel the smooth wood on your knees as your left hand pinched your nipple, what the hell. When did you get on your knees? You look up and see your right hand has a very large red dildo slowly sliding into your mouth. You try to fight the invader but your hand stuffs it all the way to the balls. The dildo is so large you cannot even breath. You feel yourself heaving, gasping for air, but your hand won’t remove it. As you look up, eyes watering, dildo occupying your throat (and stomach!), you hear footsteps approach.

“See? She’s a dumb toy now. It’s incredible. Watch this,” you hear your Master say and he slaps you hard. You can feel the handprint in your face, “now Emilia. ‘Say thank you for teaching me my place’”

“Ugh hank ooh ur ea- ough, eeching ee ie pwace Maftr,” you struggle to say with your throat so thoroughly stuffed. You can’t get a breath in and you are about to pass out.

“Good slut Emilia, now you can come then remove the toy from your throat and leave it stuffed in your ass.”

Master is so kind. You cum as you are commanded to and you quickly withdraw the dildo from your throat. Spittle and saliva coat the toy and in one fluid motion you insert it into your asshole and again assume the position. On your knees, dildo in asshole, legs slightly spread, hands pinching nipples, mouth open with tongue out, face coated with drying cum and your saliva.

Stacy is amazed, “wow. I heard he was a good trainer. But this is incredible”.

Seeing Stacy stare at you, fills you with rage but your body won’t listen to any of your commands. You are a prisoner in your own body, completely under control of your ex husband and your bitch of a best friend.