A fantasy: in progess
I'm still covered in a layer of sweat as I rise up and see my master outside my cage. "It's time to go out, slut" he says. "You better have shower" he says, "but first you must be thirsty after all that exercise..." I know what that means. He opens my cage door and I crawl out and take his cock out of his jeans. No sooner is it in my mouth than I feel a stream of warm piss hitting the back of my throat. It's hard to keep up but I drink it all as I know what the consequences will be if I don't. "Good cunt" he says as he finishes. Now here's a bowl of oatmeal. "When you've finished go clean up and put on your party dress."
I go to the bathroom, peel off the bodysuit, and pull the battery pack out of my ass and give it a clean. As I'm stepping into the shower I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror. The regime master has had me under is having an efffect -- my muscles ripple when I move and I now have a six-pack which I think frames my cunt quite nicely. Anyway enough of that. I'll be in trouble if I'm not finished quickly.
I'm at a bar. My master has taken me there for some abuse and humiliation. He has told me to wear a slutty dress which is very short and with cut outs in the front and back which make the straps of my g-string clearly visible. My master tells me to go to get some drinks from the bar for us but he doesn't give me any money. "You'll have to find some other way to pay" he tells me. I walk to the bar and I can feel the eyes of every man following the movements of my ass as it threatens to pop clear of my dress. "Two beers please" I tell the bartender. "That's $12.85" he says as he passes them to me.
I smile sheepishly. "I'm sorry I haven't got any money; my master says I must find some other way to pay..." I try to make a suggestive look.
He looks me up and down contemptuously. "You think I'll give you the beers if you show me your cunt or something... is that it, slut?" I try to look at him meekly. "OK, well show me your cunt and I'll consider you fucking whore." I move away from the bar so he can see properly and then lift my dress and move my g-string to the side so he can see my bare, waxed mound. "Hmm I like a little hair myself but I guess whores like you need to keep things bare or your cunts would get too dirty. Tell you what, I'll give you three drinks: the beers and the cum that you're going to suck from my cock. Come round the bar." I put my underwear back in place and let my dress drop back down and go behind the bar and kneel at the barman's feet as he unzips his trousers. I start kissing his hairy belly and move down the rolls of fat until I reach his penis. I take his balls in my mouth for a moment before accepting his dripping cock.
My master makes me remove my dress and lie on a table with my cunt on display and tells me to spread my lips apart. He then takes out a cane and starts to smack my clitoris, first lightly and then with increasing force until I am screaming. He then moves on to the rest of my cunt my thighs and my tits. The men in the bar are then invited to fuck me in any hole they choose and also to use me as a urinal for the rest of the night. For the next 5 hours I am fucked in my cunt ass and mouth by more than a dozen men and made to drink all of their piss (they drink lots of beer). At the end of the night my master puts my leash on and leads me around the room to thank each man before taking me home and locking me up in my cage.
