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~~~~~~~Stepping in, I closed and locked the door to our hotel room, then took her by the shoulders and positioned her in front of the full-length mirror, looking over her shoulder.“What do you see?”She let her gaze travel slowly up and down her body, then said, “I see a naked slut, eager to suck and fuck her Master.”I raised my right hand and snapped my fingers again.She gasped because now she saw herself fully clothed. “How…how did you do that?”I smiled. “You said something about sucking and fucking your Master?” was all I replied.She gaped at me in the mirror, then her expression dissolved into a smile. She turned, sank to her knees, and unzipped my fly… I intercepted her hand. There was still time for her to suck my cock, and she would, but first I wanted to edge her until she became a desperate, begging slut, eager to do anything I wanted. I wanted her to go back home, knowing in her heart – and her cunt – what being my submissive meant, and to be eager to feel it again.She looked up at me, face slightly puzzled, but patient. She had learned, so remained kneeling, sitting back on her heels, knees spread wide, waiting for my instructions.“First, get naked. Completely naked – not even lipstick or nail polish.”She looked puzzled again, got up, turned to go into the bathroom, then paused. “Master?” she said, touching her collar, “May I…may I keep my collar on? Please?”Smiling, pleased that she had thought of it – and thought to ask – I nodded. She turned and hurried away.I heard her opening bottles, washing, and wiping, and in surprisingly little time, she returned. While she was doing that, I went to her pack and took out her eating bowl, placing it on the floor in front of the almost floor-to-ceiling window overlooking the Bow River valley.When she came back into the room, I took her by the wrist and pulled her over to the window. The view was of the mountains, but there was a patio below with a few people eating and looking out at the view and the sky. I had her stand close enough to the window that she was fully exposed, and illuminated by the patio lights below. Tapping her knees, I had her stand with her legs well apart. Then I placed the bowl directly under her cunt.She was clearly visible to anyone who might happen to glance up. Smiling, I said, “I want you to feel yourself all over, stroking your hands lightly over your body. Start with your hair and scalp, then the nape of your neck. Your ears. Along the front of your neck and your collarbone. All the way down your body. Slowly, sensuously, erotically. You may touch everything except your pussy, pearl, and nipples.“I want you to keep going until the honey is dripping freely from your cunt into the bowl.”“But…”“No buts. Start playing with yourself.”I took one of the wing chairs near her so I could see her, side-on, watch her face as she masturbated in the window, and watch how quickly her honey was dripping into the bowl.At first, she seemed to have dried up and seemed intimidated by being so on display. After a few minutes, though, of running her hands over her scalp, neck, shoulders, arms, under her breasts, along her abdomen, hips, down her thighs, and so on, her eyes seemed to glaze, her mouth opened, and she started to breathe heavily.At first, the honey went drip, drip, drip into the bowl, slowly forming a pool. After a few minutes, though, it began to run in an intermittent stream, and finally non-stop, dribbling into the bowl below.“Now begin to play with your nipples, cunt lips, and pearl – but remember: you do not cum without permission. Understand?”She didn’t answer, merely nodded, her hands moving immediately to her nips. She began to pull and twist them, massaging them, gently at first, then harder. One hand strayed slowly down her tummy, finding her mound, then circling it, diving down one side of her cunt lips, then slowly dragging upwards, splitting her lips.“Oohhhh…” she moaned. Eryaman Escort The other hand left her tits, and using both hands, she opened her pussy lips wide, allowing the honey to begin to run faster, and more freely. Holding her lips wide with one hand, she began to circle her clit, then stroke it.Her hips rocked forward to meet her teasing fingers, and her legs began to tremble. I could see she was beginning to approach orgasm – if I allowed it.“Stop. Put your hands behind your back, palms resting on your bum cheeks.”“OH! Please, Master…I’m so clo…”“Shhh. When do you cum?”She swallowed hard. “I cum only when you give me permission.”“And how often do you cum?”She swallowed hard again, “I, uh, I cum whenever you tell me to cum, and as many times as you want me to cum. I am your fucktoy, to use as you wish, and anyway you wish.”“Yes, you are. Now come over here and bend over the ottoman by my chair, tits hanging down.”Eyes glazed, breathing hard, she moved over as I commanded, and bent forward, hair cascading over her face.“Legs spread, please.”She moved her legs wider apart, and I could see the cunt honey dripping down her thighs.Getting up, I went over to my backpack and found the toys I wanted. Moving behind her, I took the medium-sized butt plug, warming it first with my hands, then ran it between her cunt lips, lubricating it with the honey that was flowing freely from her cunt.When it was slick and slippery, I held the point to her puckered rosebud. She jerked slightly at the touch.“Relax, and take it in like the slut you are.”Her breath caught, then she inhaled slowly, and I saw her rosebud relax slightly. I gently pushed the tip in, then started working it in and out, twisting it to spread the honey lubricant. Before long, it was far enough in that the neck popped beyond her anal ring, and the plug was firmly seated. I flicked it, and she shivered all over.“That’s to remind you who and what you are. Now, wait here while I get a towel.”She shivered but stayed where she was, legs and ass trembling and clenching erratically around the butt plug.Going to the bathroom, I picked up a bath towel, brought it back, and spread it on the floor next to her.“Now, bring the bowl over by my chair, place it on the towel, and kneel over it again.She very carefully picked up the half-full bowl and walked it over towards me. I indicated where I wanted her to place it, then she knelt down carefully, obviously aware of the butt plug up her ass, its weight pulling down between her butt cheeks. Taking another breath, she walked her knees apart and settled over the bowl again, allowing the honey to start dribbling into it again.I leaned forward and kissed her. She tilted her face up to me and kissed me, and would have made it a deeper, more passionate kiss had I allowed it.Looking at her fondly, I said, “I’m going to miss using you as my fucktoy, Sara. So, let’s give you something to remember this week.”Leaning forward, I dipped two fingers in the bowl, then brought them up to her forehead.Dropping the pitch of my voice to give my words more emphasis, “I’m going to brand you with your own cunt honey. And although the honey will wash away, the brand will remain there – and you will always remember that it’s there, won’t you?”She nodded. “Yes, Master. The honey will wash off, but I will remember that the brand is there.”I painted SLUT on her forehead, telling her what it said while some of the honey rolled down one side of her nose. She reached up to wipe it away, but I caught her hand. “No. You will not wipe away your cunt honey. Not from your head, not from your thighs, not from wherever I paint it. Understand?”She swallowed again, then nodded. “Yes, Master.”Using the remainder of the honey, I painted her lips with it, then under her nose and all around her nostrils so she would be sure to smell herself as a reminder Sincan Escort of how very aroused she was.“Whenever you think of me, you will remember the smell of your arousal, and you will become excited and aroused again thinking about it, just as you are now.”She nodded more quickly this time. “Yes, Master. I will certainly remember how aroused I am now.”Glancing down, I could see that her nipples were screwed up hard and tight.Smiling, I dipped my fingers into the bowl again and began to brand above and across her tits. “Your tits are branded with the word COCKSUCKER. Whenever anyone sees you naked, you will remember that you are a cocksucker, won’t you?”“Yes, Master. I am a cocksucker – I love sucking your cock. May I please do so?”“Perhaps, if you’re obedient and eager. Now, kneel up and spread your legs so I can brand your mound.”Quickly, she did as I asked, pushing her mound forward slightly to receive my brand.Dipping my fingers in her growing pool of honey, I painted four letters across her mound. “I’ve branded your mound with CUNT, to remind you that you are a cunt, that you love being a cunt, and that you love to fuck and be fucked. Don’t you?”Looking deeply into my eyes, she nodded, “You’ve taught me how much fun it is to be fucked by someone like you, Master. I’m not sure it will ever be as good with anyone else.”Smiling, I held my dripping fingers to her mouth. Keep her eyes on mine, she licked them clean, making it seem like she was licking my cock – then took them in her mouth and sucked them. “Mmmm…”Pulling them from her mouth, I stood and moved sideways around her. “Lean forward on the chair, slut.”She put her arms and tits on the seat of my chair.“Now lift your bum slightly so I can brand your ass.”She flexed her thighs and lifted them slightly, presenting her beautifully rounded – naked –  bum to me.Reaching between her legs, I gathered more honey directly from her cunt, then painted and said, “F…U…C…K…T…O…Y. What does that spell, little slut?”“Fucktoy, Master.”“And what will anyone who doggie fucks you know about you when they see your naked ass?”“That I am a fucktoy, who should be fucked hard and fast, and used to give pleasure.”“Exactly right.”I moved around and pushed her upright again, so that she settled on her knees, then sat down again in front of her.“May I suck your cock now, Master, please?”Smiling, I shook my head. “Not yet. I’m not done with you yet.”Leaning forward so that my nose was inches from hers and so that my eyes bored into hers, I kissed her quickly again, then said, “One more thing I want you to remember, fucktoy. No matter what clothes you are wearing, no matter where you are or who you are with, you are, and always will be, naked under your clothes. You are a slut, a cunt, a cocksucker, and a fucktoy. Aren’t you?”She nodded. “Yes, Master.” She shivered, “I’m going to miss being your fucktoy – so much.” Quickly, she leaned forward and pecked my lips.“Good.” Sitting back, I picked up the nipple and clit clamps. Just to be sure, I stroked her left tit and tweaked the nipple. It was hard and tight, which meant that the clamps wouldn’t hurt as much until they were removed.Reaching down between her legs, I did the same with her clit – and her whole body shook, and she moaned, closing her eyes. “Please…” she whispered.“Eyes open and on me, please.”Her eyes opened again, staring into mine. I held the clamps up before her, and she inhaled quickly, then held her lips tightly closed.Slowly, in order to increase the anticipation, I opened one clamp in front of her, unscrewing the clamp to make it relatively loose, then slowly moved it towards her left nipple, then ever more slowly released it.She inhaled sharply, drawing herself up. I saw her hands flutter as if to reach up to stop me, then they settled back down onto her thighs.I cautiously turned the screw on Etlik Escort the clamp, allowing it to tighten around her nipple. She winced but otherwise remained still.After I felt the clamp was properly seated, and wouldn’t fall off, I repeated the process on the other nipple, eliciting similar reactions.She was panting now, and her upper body and face were flushed. I smiled and wondered how she would respond to having her clit clamped. We hadn’t done that on the trail.I held it up between us, and her eyes almost crossed, focussing on it. Her mouth was open and she was panting.I lowered it towards her mound. “Sit further back, and spread your knees wider.” Reluctantly, she did, breathing harder.I unscrewed the clamp so it would be loose, then took her clit in one hand, which made her jump, then fitted the clamp around it, and as slowly as I could, let it tighten on her clit.Her breath hissed in as it tightened, then, once it was seated, her breathing was coming fast and shallow. Keeping my eyes on her and using both hands, I slowly tightened it further, stopping when it seemed like it was threatening to be too much. I backed it off ever so slightly and was rewarded with a whoosh of breath.Reaching down between her legs, I tested to see whether the honey flow had stopped – and was pleased to find it had, if anything, increased. She truly was my slut and fucktoy.Sitting back, I looked at her, taking in her entire body, reading the signals it was sending. She was shivering, her thighs were quivering, and she was breathing hard. Her upper body was flushed, and there was perspiration on her forehead and upper lip.Leaning back, I said, “Hands clasped behind you, please.”Jerkily, her hands moved to her sides, then behind her, clasping one another.I moved slightly forward, then unzipped my pants, and fished out my hard, leaking cock, holding it upright.“What are you?”“I’m a slut, a cunt, your fucktoy – and your cocksucker.”“Prove to me that you’re a cocksucker, slut. Show me that you are eager to suck my cock, and love doing so.”She licked her lips, then leaned forward, licked the precum off the eye and frenum, then all around the head. Sitting up, she shuffled her knees forward, licked her lips again, then leaned her head down, took my cockhead between her lips, and began to lick it all around. She paused, opened her lips around my cock, inhaled, then started bobbing up and down, going deeper each time.I watched and enjoyed both the sight and sensation of this beautiful, naked woman taking my cock in and out of her pretty mouth, running her lips along the hard, veiny sides and then back again, with her hands clasped behind her. The sight of this young woman, who only a few days ago would have been indignant and shocked to even hear such words, or witness such actions in a porn flick, was now eagerly saying and performing them. She truly had become my fucktoy, and in the process, had learned a lot about herself. She had become a sexual goddess, confident and eagerly alive.And I remembered what obligations that settled on me as well. We would talk about those in the car tomorrow – but for now, it was time to enjoy each other in our respective roles, our minds at work as much as our bodies. I wanted her to wallow in her sluttiness, and experience it deep inside her being.I could feel my balls starting to stir and knew that if I allowed her to continue, I would cum. Since that wasn’t in my immediate plans, I caught her head in my two hands.“That’s enough for now. Turn, and get down on your hands and knees into doggie position.”She quickly turned, presenting her ass to me, on her hands and knees, the chain connecting the clamps on her nipples and clit dangling down, swinging slightly. I smiled at that.“Move over, positioned with your head near the bowl at the top.” She quickly shuffled over into position, which earned her a nod of approval from me. She smiled gratefully.She was quivering, not from cold, but from excitement. She knew whatever I was about to do would probably be something unexpected and was anxious about what I would make her do.I stood up and slowly began to take off my clothes, watching her reaction. She bit her lip, and I saw her blush as she contemplated what was coming next.

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