As the morning alarm broke the depths of my slumber, signaling the beginning of the day, I let out a soft groan, hit the off button, and attempted to steal a few more precious moments of slumber. However, instead of succumbing back to the realm of dreams, I found myself ensnared in a different kind of reverie.
Awakening before me, he harbored a determination to claim what he considered rightfully his - the release he expected in the form of my customary morning blowjob, a gesture I had failed to bestow upon him by being a lazy little bitch and falling back to sleep.
My senses awakened to the feeling of his rigid cock penetrating me, his firm grip on my neck adding a sense of urgency to his actions. He possessed me with a forceful intensity, filling me with his essence as I struggled to draw a steady breath. The time for retribution had arrived.
Exposed and vulnerable, his rhythmic thrusts stirred a cocktail of shame and arousal within me. Deep down, I craved this dynamic - his dominance, his complete control over me.
He continued to push into me, his hands entwined in my hair, asserting his authority as he delved deeper. Each powerful thrust left more of his hot load within me, marking me as his own. I vocalized my pleasure and submission, surrendering to the overwhelming dominance that both thrilled and frightened me in not having permission to orgasm myself.
Upon withdrawing from me, he left me filled with the aftermath of our shared passion. Seizing me by the neck, he compelled me to meet his gaze. The commanding look in his eyes elicited a shiver of fear and anticipation that coursed through my being.
"You've been a naughty little bitch, neglecting your duties," he uttered in a cold tone. "It is time for you to rediscover your place." With a firm grip, he guided me to my feet and escorted me to my Rage Cage - my place for reflection where I am confined when I fail to follow his rules and boundaries. Once inside, he commanded me to crouch on my knees facing him, then handcuffed my hands together outside the cage door, and placed a dog bowl beneath my pussy dripping from our combined release. He instructed me to await his return, kneeling shackled in this uncomfortable position.
The lingering essence of him inside me sparked forbidden fantasies. The mere thought of his rough hands in my hair, his primal thrusts driving me to the edge, ignited a hunger for further submission and deeper immersion in his dominance.
A few hours passed as I waited for his return, my body aching from the uncomfortable position, my mind wandering through realms of submission and fulfillment. I acknowledged my belonging to him, my dedication to fulfilling his every desire.
As he left me to contemplate, a mix of dread and longing gripped me. I anticipated the severity and humiliation of the impending punishment, yet beneath it all, an undeniable craving for his dominance pulsed within me.
After a while, he came back to inspect the puddle I created in the bowl. "This is your lunch," he told me, his voice low and commanding. "Eat it like a good little slut, and maybe I'll let you wash it down with something special afterwards." He waited for me to lick the bowl clean and once satisfied with my compliance, he then stood before me, his cock at attention, and commanded me to open my mouth wide.
Aware of the impending act, I steeled myself for the task at hand - the consumption of his golden offering, an ever dreaded testament to my submission. With purposeful poor aim, his warm stream of piss cascaded into my mouth and I swallowed as much as I could dutifully, the bitter taste a stark reminder of my place all while making sure to cover me with hot piss down my tits and body.
Still swallowing, he reminded me of the morning’s debt, and then guided me to pleasure him, starting with a gentle suck before taking him in completely. His strong hands held my head firmly in place as he thrust into my mouth, his movements forceful and commanding. It was evident that this was more than a mere wake-up call for him - it was a statement of his dominance, a reminder of my place and my loyalty to serve him at the start of our day..
As I bobbed my head up and down his thick cock, feeling the weight of his desire in my mouth, I couldn't help but moan with pleasure. The sensation of surrendering to his dominance was like a drug, intoxicating and addictive. And then, out of the blue, he withdrew from my lips and seized me by the neck, forcing eye contact.
Predicting his forthcoming request, I quickly blurted, "I was a lazy cum slut today and I will not neglect my duties to suck, swallow, and service your cock until I greedily swallow your cum like a good little bitch each morning.”
Satisfied with my unsolicited proclamation, he tossed the cuff keys on the floor within reach of the cage door as a silent command for what was to follow. I eagerly struggled to set myself free of my uncomfortable position within the confines of the cage.
As I shifted from my stiff shackled position, he swiftly transitioned, focusing on teasing and tormenting my ass with his skilled fingers. Gradually, he inserted a butt plug to prepare me for what was to come. The intensity of his actions was a direct result of my performance in previous tasks and how eagerly I had allowed my own pleasure to get away from me. This was a seamless continuation of his control, with each touch and movement serving as a testament to his dominance and my unwavering submission, building a crescendo of pleasure and obedience.
Through the cage rails, he entered me from behind, pushing his rigid length into my tight rear, a primal energy surged between us. With each forceful thrust, he ravaged me with wild abandon, treating my body as his personal playground. The stinging spanks on my ass only fueled my desire, mingling pain with pleasure in a symphony of submission. His filthy, degrading words reverberated through the room, sending erotic shivers down my spine, a testament to his complete dominance over me.
After he had emptied himself inside me, he grasped me by the neck and compelled me to face him, my face revealing a mixture of need and fear. His cock remained deeply lodged in my ass as he roughly tugged my hair, his gaze piercing me with an intensity that stirred a shiver down my spine.
Now, content with my level of humiliation, servitude, and arousal, he said in a calm yet authoritative tone, "It is time for you to reward me for the punishment I have bestowed upon you." With deliberate movements, he reached between my legs, stimulating my eager clit in one hand and a fist of my hair in the other. The power of his touch reignited my arousal, causing me to moan instinctively in delight.
Watching my reactions closely, he grinned with a wicked understanding. "You're loving every moment, aren't you?" His grip on my hair tightened, asserting his control. "I knew you couldn't fight my dominance, even when faced with punishment. Now, I grant you permission to climax, to gush your sweet cunt juices all over my waiting hand, and show your complete surrender to me.”
As he continued to manipulate my throbbing clit, the waves of ecstasy surged within me, rendering resistance futile. In the end, I cried out his name as intense orgasmic waves crashed over me. Following the subsiding of my convulsions, he withdrew from my rear with a final thrust, directing my gaze towards his cum covered cock. "Do not forget to cleanse it," he instructed with a grin, his voice retaining its usual calm and authoritative demeanor.
Satisfied with today’s success in molding me into his piss soaked, needy, compliant sex toy, he freed me from the cage and instructed me to dress. Once adorned in uniform, his dried fluids of today’s punishment, a constant reminder of my obligation to obey his directives and adhere to protocols, I compiled without hesitation.
As I carried out my remaining tasks of the day, my mind consumed with thoughts of my submission and gratification, I acknowledged my unwavering devotion to him, willing to go to any lengths to fulfill his desires. In that moment, I understood that this was merely the inception of my journey into absolute and unreserved dedication to my dominant partner.
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