Control & surrender (controlandsurrender.tumblr.com)
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Nice posture.
The blank, vacant stare of a girl utterly enslaved and utterly enthralled by her Master’s cock.
It’s always good for the girls to be able to compete against one another for Master’s approval. Having to out-do the others in order to gain his favor makes them willing to become even sluttier and more depraved.
Once the domestic chores are completed, a good maid still has many other services they can offer.
She glared angrily at him as he spoke down to her. “Hand me your whip,” he commanded. “And then we’re going to see how much punishment you can take before you’re sobbing like a little girl.” “You’ll never
3 cunts, 6 tits… not a brain cell to share between the lot of them. at least they still have their uses.
A big-titted mutt on a leash. Soon she’ll be barking and howling like the bitch in heat she clearly is.
… and this concludes your lesson for today. There will be another oral exam tomorrow.
A fake-titted, hooded little rubberdoll… kneeling obediently at it’s owner’s feet, waiting to perform for him in whichever manner he desires.
with each step she made, with each jingle of the bells on her waist harness another piece of her former life faded from her memory. Once a Mistress with a stable of ponies at her command, now she whinnied and pranced at the end of her Master’s
Everything about this is just right.
lick, bitch. make that leather shine.
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A toy just waiting for to be used.
“Leave the whip on the floor,” her new Master told her. “You won’t be needing that anymore.” Of course, she thought as he tugged on her leash. Her old life was over. Her new life as Master’s obedient pet was just
Back straight. Legs parted. Hands in your hair. When you’re allowed to stand, this is how you present yourself to Master.
“Well duh… of course I do the dishes. I’m a dumb blonde with small tits… it’s not like I’m good for much else. Sometimes Master does let me lick his cum out of another girl’s pussy or off the floor if some
She waits her Master’s arrival, and she will wait as long as he wishes her to.
that’s the grateful expression every girl should have when a man allows her to taste his cum.
proper labeling helps when sorting out property.
“You thought you were something other than a whore?” he spat, pulling against her hair. “bitch, I don’t know how you ever got away with pretending to be something more than a piece of cunt, but that ends now.” She couldn&rsqu
All she could do was struggle helplessly, grunting and moaning through the gag. She’d never felt so utterly helpless and then she saw him approaching with the whip in his hands… ..and she knew he’d meant it when he’d told her
She’d been a good little doll all day, so Master decided she’d earned a reward.
“um.. like, I used to wear a lot of leather and uh… latex and stuff? And like, people totally looked up to me and I made decisions and stuff? But then I met Master and he like.. totally changed my life. Seriously.. when he fucks me
“You want me on my knees? Fine. Are you satisfied now?” “Almost. I’ll be satisfied when you’re laying on your belly at my feet, quivering helplessly.. laying in a puddle of your own mess with my jism dripping from all
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“oh god… you promised you weren’t going to photograph this,” she whimpered. “I changed my mind,” he said. “and you’re going to just kneel there and push those fat tits out more, because if you don’t
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A woman who knows the proper way to greet a man.
Not that the other women aren’t going to end up down on the floor as well.
She thought she was tough, and liked to dress the part.. combat boots and dog tags.. a real punk bitch with a bad attitude. Now she crawls on all fours and begs Master to fuck her like the whorish mutt she is.
A perfect rubberdoll. Every room in the house should have one of these. Something for the guests to admire and entertain themselves with.
“Oh! I am too a domme! I am I am I am!” she would have stomped her foot if she wasn’t afraid she would fall over. why didn’t anyone take her seriously these days?
“We’re going to make some nice home videos,” he said. “and if you’re a very, very good little plaything I may not send them to everyone on your phone’s contact list.”
“Look up at me, you cocksucking whore,” he commanded. She forced herself to meet his gaze, glaring at him as he continued to humiliate her. “Hard to believe you wasted all those years just playing with women. At least now you’re
The two dommes had shared everything: their home, their wardrobes, their slaves… …now they shared the same position as His bound and helpless torture-sluts. They couldn’t even look at one another anymore, just heard one another
Domestic roles in proper perspective.
…and that was the last time she said ‘no’ to her Master.
“Please don’t make me do this,” she begged, trying to cover herself just a little, feeling so utterly on display in the park. “Oh yes,” he said. “I’m going to fuck those tits of yours right here.”
“Good evening, Master. How may I please you?”
The girl stayed on all fours under her new Master, listening to the grunting, slobbering sounds of her former mistress as the leather clad domme was turned into Master’s new cocksucking cumdump.
He’d kept her waiting. Something no one ever did. When she told someone to meet her, she’d expected them to be there right on time. Of course that was when she’d been in charge. Tonight she wore the outfit He told her to wear.
“so um… today’s lesson is uh…" she started. The words didn’t seem to want to form. "Go on,” he said, prompting her. “Today’s lesson is uh…. um… cockulous… no.. calc.
“Look at yourself. You are chained and cuffed. You are collared and helpless. And this is what you crave isn’t it. This is what you need, isn’t it?” She closed her eyes, a soft desperate sigh escaping her lips. “yes
They had been two of the strictest, most dominant women around. Now they busied themselves performing like a pair of cheap whores at the snap of his fingers. Somewhere deep inside they felt the sting to their pride, but it was overwhelmed by their
“Uh.. hey… I could totally swear I was supposed to like… be in charge or something?” “Don’t be silly. Look at yourself. You’re just a dumb little blonde bimbo aren’t you?” She thought about
“Stop!” she pleaded, twisting her head away from the camera he held. She couldn’t bare any more of it. He’d forced her to dress like a whore, in the tiny skirt that concealed nothing, the mesh top that showed off her newly enlarge
“Master, which of your slaves do you want to fuck first? and can the other two just masturbate while we watch?”
“Do you understand you’re nothing by my property?” he asked. She let out an involuntary moan at the words. “Yes Master,” she sighed.
Always remember your proper position.
She looked away, embarrassed. He’d brought her so low, it made her ashamed. The fake tits. The silly, bimbo-ish blonde hair with the colored streaks. The little latex dress modeled after her former Domme attire. Now he commanded her to
“Please Master… just a taste of your cum? Your pathetic slut needs it so much”
Are we supposed to be intimidated by that chain in your hands? You’re wearing a collar, you dumb slut. That chain is going to be used to bind you and leash you, so you can realize your true place is crawling on all fours, begging your Master
Christmas lights are so passe. This year we’re trying something different.
“Now girls, this is going to be your position for a while… I’m going to let my friends come down to the basement and they’ll fuck you and use you as toilets and cumdumpsters. If they report back that you did a good job, then
sometimes slaves have to learn to share, no matter how greedy they are for Master’s cock.
The two dommes hadn’t expected the night to end up like this, but their new Master had left them being double-teamed by their own former slaves. Not soon after the photos started appearing on tumblr, and that was the end of their lives at mistresse
“ohmygawd… gotta make myself look totally hawt for Master. If I look super pretty for him, maybe he’ll fuck me.”
A fine way for you to be kept. Encased entirely… except when I desire to use you. A little rubberdoll for my amusement.
