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bimbo-puppetsandplaythings: Picture submission from b1mb0fuckd0llsThe Only Way Is To Obey“Sit!”Master’s finger hovered in front of her face and she had no will left to resist. Slowly and with slight reluctance she wound down. The closer and closer she got to the carpet the more and more submissive she felt. By the time her knees, encased in the leather boots, made impact she really did feel like the docile puppy he was training her to be.With a triumphant smirk he left her alone in the hallway and before long the faint sound of the game on the TV filled the apartment. With a heavy sigh she craned her neck behind her to the front door. Any sensible, respectable girl would have left by now and yet she remained. He’d muddled and messed with her mind but at the same time she knew she didn’t want to go. It was humiliating to admit but a part of her was enjoying his new found dominance. The whole thing was confusing which led to indecisiveness which led to obeying him.One thing was clear though she loved her outfit. With the boots and the chains and the wild blonde locks she might have been mistaken as some sort of dominatrix but the way she acted quickly made it clear that wasn’t the case. She turned her head sideways to observe herself in the wardrobe mirror. She looked so pathetic, so embarrassing and yet so sexy. A soft purr reverberated on her lips and the chains tinkled slightly as she clasped her tits and rubbed.His sharp whistle snapped her out of her horny stupor. She was needed. Her manicured hands were slamming onto the carpet in an instant and she crawled off to find him. He was lounged out on the couch, a beer in one hand and the TV remote in the other.“Get it wet only”, he commanded unzipping his jeans. “If I cum in your mouth you’ll be sleeping on the roof tonight”.Her bottom wiggled with glee as she shuffled over to take him. She had a talent for blowjobs but no matter how much she wanted to glide her tongue along his shaft and tickle his balls she held back. Instead she savoured the pre cum and gave some tentative sucks to keep him erect, looking him in the eye at all times.“What?” He asked looking down at her. Grabbing her hair he pulled her out. “Permission to speak”.“I…” Was all she managed.“Penalty!” He roared addressing the TV and slamming her back around his cock again. Still she tried to gargle some response. “Permission to speak declined”, he snapped at her and she quickly went silent again.After a while his hand was in her blonde hair once more and pushing her away“Over the table slut”.She turned around and pushed the magazines off the coffee table. With a lunge she spread her tits and stomach across it. The table was only small so her hands dangled in the air, her butt pushed up a little to greet him.His lubricated cock pushed into the entrance of her arsehole. She gave a soft sigh of anticipation and when he dug into her mane and pulled her head upwards she had a clear view of the game. Her mind was all a horny whirl and she didn’t care much for it anyway but it was nice to see the athletic guys on the pitch.“Come on, come on”, he growled through gritted teeth once he was shoved inside and began thrusting. She wasn’t sure if he was referring to her or the game.He fucked her ass for some time. He was able to control his lust well and his cock only twitched when he was ready. She squeaked as his cum gushed into her hole and her head sank onto the table as he released his grip. He gave her butt some hard swats to signify she had done a good job. She would have preferred loving pats but was happy that he was pleased all the same.“Alright, clean up” he muttered, pushing her away so he could put his boots on the table instead.She gave some wobbly waddles and then looked back into his eyes. It was clear to him she had something to say.“Permission to speak”.“Do you want me to clean myself up or the apartment?”“Clean the apartment and then you can clean your sweat and my cum dripping out of your arse as you go.”“Yes Master” she whispered obediently.Like this story? Have something to say? Please feel free to leave me a comment in the Ask Me Anything section of my Tumblr page or e-mail me at b-pap@hotmail.com. I’m also open to picture submissions in the Submit section.For further reading check out my Deviant Art page at http://bpap.deviantart.com/ or my story area at www.mcstories.com. My author name is BPAP.Thanks for readingB-PAP Devotional Training: An Example. -- source link
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