I lie there. He didn’t say “good girl.” But I was a good girl. I drooled over his cock like a pathetic little fucktoy for him. Maybe I didn’t swallow enough. Maybe I could have taken more but he was so big. I felt like my eyes were going to pop out as he choked me. And then he just grabbed me and told me I needed to be bred. He pounded me with my ass up and my face pressed into the pillow. After he came, he just got up an...

“You’re such a good girl, aren’t you?” I feel her fingers stroke my hair, and I am instantly awake. I stare into her hypnotic green eyes. “Yes, Miss,” I whisper. “You’ll do anything I say, won’t you?” Oh god, here it is. She’s going to do something extra humiliating. “You know I will, Miss.” “Good girl.” She climbs off the bed and goes to my wardrobe. I lie there and watch her. I glance at the clock. 7.48am. It’s early, b...

I give a cursory knock on the door but already have the keys out. I know Mr Browne is waiting but won’t be making it down the hall to let me in. That was why they’d given me a set of keys when I started work for the agency. I’ve only been working for the agency for a month but sometimes find the job soul destroying. These people are shells, husks of their former selves. Those who could still remember who they’d been had a...

I’d forgotten all about the appointment for the smear test. She must have seen it stuck to the front of the fridge one night when she came back to mine. We don’t live together but we are girlfriend and girlfriend. Well, more precisely, I’m whatever she wants me to be. Sometimes I’m her girlfriend, sometimes her lover but more often than not, she tells me I am her cum slut, her fucktoy or her whore. Humiliation is just one...

He slips between my legs. Like a drooling and growling animal, he pushes on my thighs to spread them. I feel his hot breath on my balls, his hot fingers on the skin of my thighs, his body between my legs. I’m not quite sure how we have come to this. I’m supposed to be supervising his PhD thesis. Instead, he’s on his knees on my office floor. I’m sure my corduroy trousers were properly fastened when he came in but now, the...

“Look at her, she’s such a dirty little slut, isn’t she?” You nod, whimpering. “Look how she is letting that woman paw at her tits. See how she rolls and tugs those pierced nipples.” You watch the woman pull the girl’s skirt up. The damp patch, visible on her panties. The girl rolls her eyes as she is fingered to orgasm, pressed against the mirror in the nightclub toilets as people walk past. You see the woman lower her m...

I didn’t force you to do anything. Force you to stop wearing panties? Force you to hump my shoe? Force you to drool on your tits as you edge? Force you to watch porn without touching yourself? Force you to wear your cum on your face outside? Force you to keep your legs open during a clit spanking? Force you to ruin your orgasms? Force you to wear bigger and bigger plugs? Force you to pee yourself? Force you to write on yo...

It started as a joke. He always called me his little kitten and when he bought me the collar with the jingling bell, It seemed cute to put it on. I loved the way it would jingle as I bounced up and down on top of him. It was hot how the jingling would get louder and more intense as we fucked. Slowly, instead of it being a once-in-a-while thing, it became any every time thing. He’d whisper “put the collar on” and even the...

She knelt before him with her tongue out, gazing up as he stroked his cock faster. “Please, Daddy. Please let me taste your cum.” She needed to taste him but he just ignored her. She whimpered in frustration when instead of cumming on her face, he turned and came all over the floor length mirror. “Lick it all up then, that’s a good girl.” She saw herself for what she was then. She watched herself drag her tongue over the...

Caitlyn had been called many things; slut, fucktoy, cum whore, fat slag. She knew it was true. She couldn’t help it. She described herself on her Tinder profile as “a curvy, if a little chubby and wobbly, busty, big-bottomed English bunny, with a thing for older men.” She’d struggled with her weight for years before realising that men didn’t particularly care for stick-thin model types in real life. “I like to have someth...

We’re lying in bed instead of Christmas shopping. I’d just made my Mistress cum and now we are snuggled together, her curling her fingers in my long red hair. Fairytale of New York by The Pogues is playing on the radio. “You know, you remind me of Kirsty McColl.” I look up and smile. “Really, Miss?” “Mmhmm. The same long red hair, pale skin and gorgeous green eyes.” I blush. “I don’t know who you’re talking about, Miss.”...

He cursed when he saw the queue snaking around the block from the Apple Store. The latest upgrade, the i-hole15 had been unveiled and everyone wanted to upgrade their sexbot with the most up-to-date arsehole. Everyone had assumed that sex robots would be really expensive, but like printers, the basic models were dirt cheap. They got you with the upgrades… and the adverts. It was worse than youtube. You’re thrusting away,...

Myra stood looking down at the body. The blonde girl was sprawled naked on the bed. It could have been erotic if it wasn’t for the glassy, empty look in her eyes. Myra guessed that she was young, in her late-twenties at most. She saw the clothes folded on the chair. They were office gear rather than party wear or escort clothes. She looked for a handbag or mobile but couldn’t see either anywhere in the room. “What a waste...

I used to dread going around to my sister’s house for dinner. She thinks just because she did home economics at school, she should be on Masterchef. However, since her husband and I have bonded over her cooking, things have started to look up. We had seen each other in swimwear on holidays so we both knew we liked what we saw. Well, one thing led to another and now I’ve taken to asking for my steak to be well done as it g...

Cora saw the ad thumbtacked to the university notice board - Girls soccer tryouts - have you got what it takes to play for the sexiest team in the uni? Tryouts at 9 pm Tuesday 16th October. Cora smiled to herself at the thought of being part of the sexiest football team. She’d never been particularly sporty growing up but had messed around on the football pitch now and again. Having three older brothers had meant she’d al...