How I Love Being John's Worthless Slave Part

The bus pulls up to the hose and drops us off. The driver thanks John and says no cash tip is necessary. John letting him use his fuck meat was more than enough. We walk inside the house and there's more guys there than when we left. When we left earlier for the strip club not every guy there came with us. Only about 20 guys went, the rest stayed at the house. Some weren't 21 yet, and some just didn't want to go. So I expected to find about 20-25 guys back here at the house, but there was about twice that many. I thought maybe I was just really fucked up but John whispered to me, "I told you… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás

How I Love Being John's Worthless Slave part

Before the strip club John ordered me to go clean myself up in the bathroom. I took a quick shower, being careful not to wash any of my pussy jewels off, then re did my make up, and fixed my hair. I ashed John what he wanted me to wear to the club and he told me to put everything I was wearing that night back on. The wrist cuffs, neck collar, leather waist belt, thigh harnesses, ankle cuffs, chain g string, the harness bra, nipple clamps, vinyl tight mini dress, and the high heels. I did as I was told and walked out ready to leave. The whole party gave John props for arranging a worthless slav… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás

How I love being John's worthless slave......

It had been almost 3 weeks since I was last with John. Our last meet up was in his city, in his house, on his turf basically. It was definitely a rough, painful, and at times cruel night together, but it was the lesson I needed to live, learn, and experience. Once I understood how disrespectful I had been in the past to John, and learned I am not in the same class or league as John, I felt a release of guilt, and at John's permission I felt an abundance of pleasure. I now know what I am. I am nothing but three warm, wet, and always available holes for every cock John gives me to. Only when a h… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás 1

My fourth night as a slave.......part three.

I don't remember John coming back up into the attic with me. My body had been abused so brutally by him already that I must have passed out from exhaustion. Between my arms still chained up above me, and my legs too weak to hold me up any longer, my body just gave out. I was woken to my arms finally being freed and my body falling like dead weight onto the hard wooden floor. I opened my eyes as my head lay on the floor and seen my pussy juices still in a puddle on the floor, along with some drops of John's cum that had poured out of my asshole, and ran down my legs. I also seen a few drops of… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás 3

My fourth night as a slave......part two

We get to John's house and walk in to the living room. He puts out some liquor to drink and then places on the coffee table blue tablet with a shamrock indented on top. He said "Here. I got this for you. Take it." I asked what it was. He looked confused and said "It's d**gs." I said I figured that much, but which kind specifically? He still seemed confused so I said "Hey I'll take it regardless. I was just asking so I know what I'm in for." He picked up the pill and walked into the other room. After a minute he came back into the living room and told me to get up. I got up. He grabbed my arm a… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás 7

My fourth night as a slave .....part one.

John messaged me and told me he wanted to meet the upcoming Friday. I said ok and asked where. He told me that he had a surprise for me and he had plans for me, but that it had to be done at his house. This would be the first time we met up at a non-neutral location. I wasn't worried though. If he wanted to keep me or seriously harm me he had plenty of chances to do so already. He told me to dress like a slut, not just slutty but like an actual prostitute. A cheap one. He said no underwear, no,bra, short skirt, and a revealing top.i wasn't to drive out to his city either, I had to take the bus… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás

My night as a slave part 3

I wasn't about to tell John no again when he said he wanted to meet for a third time. After what happened last time I knew better. So I said yes to everything he told me to do. I hoped this time it could just be the two of us. The last two times it wasn't. After hearing for so long through messages and on Skype about all the things he wanted to do to me, he was all I wanted. Hopefully if I was a good girl this time I'd get what I wanted. He told me to drive to a different motel this time. It was even more of a dive than the first one. This place definitely charges by the hour as well as ni… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás

My night as a slave part 2

We got to the motel at about 4 pm on Friday. We checked in, then walked around the town. On the way back to the motel I got a message from John. He ordered me to find a reason to leave the room so I could meet him in the stairwell. I had 15 minutes. I waited for my fiance to get into the shower and ran to the stairwell before my 15 minutes were up. I see John and he gives me a bag with a dress in it. It's really tight, very short, and one size too small for my breasts. He told me that I have to wear the dress out to dinner with my fiance later. He told me what restaurant to insist on eating… Leer más

Publicado por LisaCannons69 7 años atrás 2