Last night I opened up, but not in ways you might think.

Master and I share everything. He knows every inch of my flesh, he has kissed every inch of my body, he has held my soul in his hands... I thought I had given him all of me, once again I was wrong.

Relaxing after a sex filled day, laying in the hot tub under the stars, facing him, my legs straddled around his body... I could feel his glare. He reached down pressing his thumb against my clit. I lifted up slightly offering myself to him.

His thumb entered me, I moaned. It still amazes me after a day of cumming, being sexually exhausted, as soon as he touches me... my body responds.
It wasn't long before I begged to cum, his thumb pressing all the right spots... I gushed.

He placed 2 fingers in me, spreading me open like a vice grip. His thumb entered me again,

once again I begged... gush.

He explored every inch of my insides, I could feel him press my g-spot, I could feel him press against my cervix.

I begged.... gush.

I could feel my submission growing, this wasn't about getting his slut off, this was about a slave opening herself up to her Master, allowing him to feel and touch places no man ever has.

I was spread wide, his fingers touching deep inside me, exploring what he owns, touching places I have never felt before. I could feel his fingers pressing deeper in me.....

I begged... gush.

I had a tear in my eye, it was so real at that moment... he owns me, he loves and cherishes every piece of me, he wants to know every inch of my body, every inch that is his... and I freely offer it all to him...

My heart, body, mind, and soul.

A week before my monthly "friend" and I am in rare form. Insatiable? I don't think that is even the right word. Ready to pounce, my need growing, like a bitch in heat, and without permission... there is no release.

Driving to Albany to spend the afternoon out with Master, doing lunch and some shopping, I am excited and eager to see him and smiling that we are having a "vanilla" date. The closer I get, his voice in my ear, I feel my need growing. My body is responding, knowing I am getting closer to him with every mile that passes.

We kiss, head to Hooters for lunch and then the adult store. Vanilla?? Well for us.... yes. We look at toys, restraints, and some unnaturally big anal plugs. Then I feel it.. WHACK... he hits me without warning with a cane across my back side. His hands are around my neck and he whispers in my ear cum for me. I instantly explode. My body convulsing under his touch and my pussy juices now dripping down my leg. My inner whore fully awake and in need.

The look in my eyes is unmistakable... I need to be used and it needs to be animalistic... taken like the bitch in heat I am. We decide to drive the hr back to his place, this "vanilla" stuff is fun.. but at this moment we both need more.
I play with Master as we drive back, teasing his cock and feeling him grow harder in my hand. My body in such built up need, I am becoming edgy and a bit brattie. He warns me repeatedly but I am beyond that... my need to strong.

Naked, dripping, and ready...his tongue invading every inch of my mouth, I am being rough, ignoring the rules, and pushing the limits. He knows what I need.. He knows what I am at this moment.. and he isn't about to let me have my way. I am not submitting, I am beyond in control...

With one swift move, he throws me onto the bed by my hair, straddles me, pins me down convincefully, and shoves his cock in my mouth. I try to fight back, trying to free my hands so I may feel his body, but he doesn't release. He pins me harder, more convincefully. I am shaking.. my inner bitch in heat.. beyond anything I can express.

Throwing me onto my knees he bends me over and slams into me. Forcing my face into the bed, his finger deep in my ass.. he takes me.. claims back what is his.. he fucks me hard.. I beg to cum.. and explode over his cock. He pulls out without warning and pushes into my ass. No lube, no warning, just the wetness from my soaked pussy. I moan, pushing back onto him as he slaps my ass over and over.

He takes me hard, calling me his whore, his slut, fuck toy, his bitch in heat. It is to much, I ask to cum, I begin begging, pleading for the release, he makes me beg harder, slamming into me so hard I cry out and finally he commands ... CUM... and I cum as he explodes in my ass. I collapse on the bed, my breathing uncontrollable, the sheets soaked from my juices and I smile....

Master has just fucked this bitch in heat right back into submission.

It started off normal, a 2 hr drive to Masters house. My pussy soaked knowing that soon I would be used like the slut I am. This damn cold, a box of tissues, a purse full of medicine, cough drops, and lube... I was on my way.
My excitement grew as I got close, my pussy now soaking through my panties, I needed to be used and my body needed his commands. I walk in, undress as usual and Master takes no time in using my body. Binding my arms and wrists behind my back, tying my boobs tight, and me kneeling before him as he lands blow after blow with his wooden dowel on my tits and outer thigh. The pain becomes almost to much, I want to beg him to stop, yet the wetness of my pussy is telling me I want more. He lets me choose where the next blows will land, I begin alternating the hits yet i find i keep picking my boob, it hurt the worse.. and i wanted more. His fingers fuck my soaked pussy and i cum more times then i can remember. He lays me on my back, fucks me till I almost drop, a great night.. but it is just the beginning.
I awake to a gorgeous bruise on my tit, I smile as i think of our night. Master rolls over and i suck him, tasting his precum in my mouth, and feeling his thick cock gag me as i devour every inch. We fuck again and he rewards me with a mouth full of his cum, I suck my cum and his off his cock and I lay back, smiling, knowing that the day is still young. We fuck again later and I realize it isnt even dinner time yet, yes.. this slut is getting all that she needs and more.
We head to our play party. It is my first, I have no idea what to expect. I am excited, nervous, drugged up on cough medicine, and wet... I am in need again, and ready for more. Friends arrive, we talk, we play truth or consequences, I am topless within minutes, my tits being bound and my pussy soaking my panties. I laugh as someone points out I already have a wet spot and think to myself.... they have no idea the puddle I can make. I am spanked, flogged, cropped and used by multiple Doms, switches, men and women. I love every minute and want more. I learned something about myself that night, there isnt an ounce of me that is a sadist. I cant hit others, I cant watch others being hit, yet I crave it to be me that is being beaten. My flesh feeling their lashes and I sit there, in between my Master and another man and crave for their hands to touch my pussy.. I need to cum. Master grabs a woman by her hair and convinces her head to my pussy, I watch as she licks the woman next to me, knowing that next is my turn. I crave to kiss her lips as the other slut sucks her clit, her tits are calling my mouth, her husband needing his cock in my mouth as he watches... this damn cold, I cant give it to someone else.. so I sit and watch. It is my turn... her sweet lips kissing mine, sucking on my clit, fingering my pussy as I look at Master begging him for permission to cum. I do, twice. My voice gone, my cumming more of a lite whimper, yet my insides raging for more. The party ends, Master takes me up stairs.. fucks me hard again while our guests in the other room listen to me cumming over and over on his cock. Cleaning his cum and mine off his cock again. I roll over and smile.. I still have tomorrow.
The morning starts off normal, but in a sluts life, it doesnt stay normal for long. He brings me upstairs, hog ties me and teaches another Sir how to use the flogger. They flog my body, over and over, every inch of me sore... yet yelling for more. Master fucks me with the vibe as Sir Rain flogs me and I beg to cum. Wetting the sheets and his hands.. still smiling... and loving a sluts life.
The day is young, we fuck more, watch Football ( YAY GIANTS!) and we fuck again. The day is coming to a close and tomorrow I head back home. Such a sad feeling, I am loving my new life, the real world is not as much fun.
We awake, his cock is in my mouth again, he slaps my bruises over and over, we fuck and he kisses me goodbye. He smiles as he kisses my forehead and tells me how proud he is of me, what a good whore i am. And it hits me at that moment... I have crossed over.. i am no longer just a slut.. but a whore. Masters needy whore.. it is never enough, I always want more.. and I cant wait till I can be kneeling before him again.... exactly where this whore loves to be.