Slut Training Novels & Stories

"you are so perfect Ava ,you just dont know how many times i have wanted to do this" My core throbbedonce more as his fingers stretched me sweetly . Nothing could beat this feeling . I let out a moan as his teeth gently nibbled my p*ssy lips . " just like that daddy" I screamed as his fingers thrusted in to me faster. "I need your d*ck please ". "beg for it Ava ,tell me you are my slut ". "i'm daddy's slut" "Good girl , now cum for daddy". The filthy wet sounds from my drenched p*ssy surprised me .

whips, restraints, devices that hummed with promise. “This is slut training,” he said, stripping off his shirt to reveal a muscled torso marked with faint scars. “I’ll push you to where pain and pleasure merge. You'll learn to crave the edge.” He started slowly, having me kneel before him, eyes down. “Crawl to the center.” He ordered. I did, the cool floor against my knees igniting a submissive fire in me. Then he fastened leather cuffs around my ankles and wrists, spreading me on a padded bench, my ass raised, pussy exposed.

What happened to respecting boundaries and using safe words when needed? And What will they teach me? Can’t I choose my trainer? I don’t want to be trained by a male Dom. Will they expect me to suck his cock while training? I don’t want to do that. I think I would prefer some women to be my trainer. Then I frown. What if she straps a cock and pegs me to increase my endurance? Do I want to be fucked by a girl? It feels equally unappealing and very uncomfortable. Respect boundaries…. There must be some catch.

Heat bloomed low in her belly. Rule three. Training never stops. Every day I push a new edge. Deeper submission. Tighter control. Harder pain. Longer denial. More public use. More private ruin. You will beg for it. You will thank me after. If you fail you earn correction. If you succeed you earn reward. The reward might be an orgasm. It might be my arms around you for an hour without a word. It might be nothing but the knowledge that you pleased me. He stood. Walked to her slow.

I picked up the Slave Trainer, showing it to her. "This is a Slave Trainer. This hellish instrument was made to stimulate a woman, but not allow her to cum. It has another setting which forces orgasms on you. I want you to be aroused as you're punished as it helps you endure the pain. You haven't earned the right to orgasm yet, so it will not be pleasant, but the pain will be lessened." I helped her to put it on, adjusting the straps to fit her perfectly. I turned it on. She started. I made her display, then sat on the couch.

"Because you challenged me. Told me to fuck you harder when most would have cried and tapped out. That's interesting. I want to see what you become with proper training." I should think about this. Consider the implications. "Yes," I hear myself say. His smile is sharp and satisfied. "Excellent. You start tomorrow. And Winrey? Tonight was gentle compared to what you'll experience during training. Wait until Priapus gets his hands on you. Or until Luxuria teaches you how women fuck. Or until you're in one of Ecstasia's orgies with twenty people and you can't tell whose hands are whose anymore." My pussy clenches despite my exhaustion.

Bill's orgasm had been violent so she knew that her actions, on the video and in the office had had an effect on him. "Hmmm you've got potential slut, Ill give you that. You need more training though, you are to full of yourself, you think your better than everyone else. Ill soon have you crawling on the floor begging for come, you need to remember your true station in life slut, on you knees"

“Today we break you in properly. By the end of this, you won’t remember what it feels like to be a normal girl.” They made her crawl first. On hands and knees down the long white corridor, ass high, back arched. Every few meters one of the trainers slapped her fat ass hard, making it jiggle. The collar chain dragged on the floor. Her perky tits swayed beneath her. She felt like an animal, and her pussy was already getting wet again. In the main training room they strapped her into a special chair with her legs spread wide open. One trainer took an electric razor and shaved her pussy completely bald. The vibrations buzzed against her swollen clit and made her moan. When it was smooth and pink

She groans and trembles, grabbing desperately at the fucking sheet. "Fuck, Rae. God, you're such a fucking slut." I grunt through clenched teeth, unable to conceal the vile, sadistic side of myself that I try to keep hidden. "Mhmyeah... I...I'm your... I'm your...slut." She manages to speak in between thrusts while still clutching the sheet for dear life. I still can't get Harley out of my fucking head as my cock prods her tight, slippery asshole. Rae is hit with brutal, vicious blows that cause her muscles to tighten up around my cock as I slam into her, wishing she were someone else. The sounds of her grating groans are finally drowned out by the city noise, which roars in through the open

Her tongue slid in my mouth, her hands gripped my ass. "I'm going to have fun training you, having your body, watching all the men and women using you, fucking you, humilliating you. Ummm, and we're going to love watching horses dildo fuck you, their big cocks pounding this well-used cunt of yours," she said as she ran her hands over my cunt, then my red sore ass cheeks, then gave them a slap. "I think I'm going to have fun being trained," I replied and laughed. "Looks as though I'll have to use the whip and paddle on you alot as well. Whip this lovely cunt as we hold your legs apart. See you soon," she said as she rubbed and fingered my clit. I moaned out loud. She laughed and left.