The continual story ...

. . .mount him and ride his cock and pull on his nipples while the dildo worked in and out of his ass. She brought him to the brink of an O multiple times, but stopped moving before he could come, resulting in groans of frustration. She removed the dildo from his ass and moved up to sit on his face. Her partner began to suck his cock. . . . .but he felt breasts on his thighs. . . . .what was going on? Then he felt his legs being lifted up and spread and felt not only breasts but. . . . . .

he felt something between her legs. His first thought was that she was wearing a strap-on and that he was about to get a different pounding. That changed as he felt something begin to enter his ass. While it was large it was not quite as hard as a dildo and then he realized that it was a real cock and he began to wonder who was about to enter him..

But in all reality, it didn't matter who was fucking him. It was the fact he was getting fucked, with his Mistress there, conducting, being please by his performance...

He loved being lost in this moment, of surrendering to the bull fucking him in from of his Mistress, exploring, in his own mind, the sub-space he craved. It was much more than fucking: the dispensing of all social norms, of whoever had told him what he was, and the discovery of what he truly was. He loved it...

Each thrust of the bull, each touch of the Mistress, only propelled him closer to his own, very personal Truth. No longer a man, or a woman, he was...

... a thing. A feeling creature.

a fu*k toy... and loving every minute...

He certainly had become her personal fuck toy. She started out enjoying using him as she pleased but eventually she wanted more. So she began involving others in their play and he soon became a fuck toy for her good friends. What would be next....

For a personal fuck toy ? Hmmm... As Mistress's go, our heroine is one of great imaginings... So the further use of her peg boy was easily planned. It's not just being punked in the ass by a Bull Friend of the Mistress, but added to that is the blindfold, the mystery, hey - the fear - of being completely holed out to all takers...

and so, while at his Mistresses cleaning one day, he chanced to see a partially completed Application to Sell Slave at Auction; with his name listed in the blank for Slave's Name...

He began to realize what a true cock whore he was. He began to wonder into Mistress's video room. With 'HANK 3" playing on the speaker system, He saw Slave 2 servicing Mistress, Slave 2 pulled out of Mistress's sopping wet love box. Slave 1 dropped to his knees and.....

And he began to lock his Mistress clean making sure that he got every last drop. Once she could not take any more licking she directed him to clean up slave 2. Hesitantly he began ....

"Also, give those balls a good and long tongue bath!" she commanded ...

As he was following her instructions giving his ball a thorough tongue bath she was thinking about this slaves next task. She thought about hooking him up to a fucking machine for some amusement. She began to get the various cocks she would use on him. He noticed what she was doing and.....

and she said to him that he would have to earn the reward that she has devised for him.

Now, it was time for him to do some house cleaning, first.

"But I don't do windows" he said...

"But I don't do windows" he said... Originally Posted by MrThom

She smiled at his attitude and looked at him with some affection. "Perhaps there is some other type of cleaning that you can do."

She slowly started to undress