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Subject: Slave to the Merciless Part 6 (F/M, asian, non-cons. torture, Femdom)
Date: Wed, 09 Mar 2005 14:14:17 -0800
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Slave to the Merciless
Part 6
(By Pakistani male slave)
I could feel pungent smell emitting from her asshole. She wiggled her
ass purposefully on my pathetic face. I thought that even knowing that
suicide is strictly forbidden in my religion, if I had an opportunity,
I would have gladly slit my own throat. Who am I? Just an eight-year
old child. And who could've thought of such insanity prevailing in an
advanced and modern society like Karachi. My villagers were far better
civilized than these these vicious beasts. She kept on wiggling her
butt on my face, as if to emphasize that I belonged to her now.
Nothing more than a sex toy for her. To be squashed under her ass at
her cruel whims. My small young face was getting hard time tolerating
her weight. Even though she was slim and slender, yet she was heavy
for a child of my age and physique.
"C'mon, dick! Get your tongue out and lick my ass." She barked. Again,
as if there was some trouble in my instinct, I defied her order.
Suddenly, I heard a wicked swoosh' and a leather belt lashed at my
small dick. I yelped in pain.
"Ahh! It feels sensational, your screams in my ass" she said and
started laughing loudly. "C'mon ghulam, lick it! Lick it! You know you
deserve it coz you're poor, and you're mine. C'mon start licking
before I start your treatment." She said convincingly and starting
whipping my small dick. Naturally, being a child, I couldn't take it
anymore, so I darted my tongue out and started touching her asshole
with the tip of my tongue. Once again, I heard another soothing Ahh'
from the top.
"Yeah, like this, shithead. Lick it like a good pig. You know you were
born to lick my ass, sucker." She exclaimed. Now she started twisting
my nipples mercilessly, without any concern for pain. I shuddered in
pain, but didn't stop licking her ass. It was too degrading for me,
even after going through all that sufferings and humiliation. But now
the fear of these people sat tight in my heart. I knew that they
wouldn't kill me straightly if I disobeyed them. They'd tear me
piece-by-piece first before putting an end to my life, and that's what
gave me shivers.
She wiggled her ass all over my face, while I helplessly tasted her
acrid asshole. After awhile, she slipped back until her pussy was
placed over my mouth. Now my nose was covered by her ass and mouth, by
her pussy. It was difficult to breathe easily for me now. But her
constant twisting of my small nipples reminded me that I have no
choice but to obey my heartless mistress. She had got sexually high by
now.
She ordered, "Now show your mistress what your tongue is good for,
ghulam! I won't repeat anything, just indicate my displeasure like
this," and with that, she pinched my nipples with her sharp nails. I
took out a muffled scream, in response to which she pressed her pussy
hard on my mouth. "Lick baby, lick" She said mischievously. I started
lapping at her pussy with great difficulty as her pussy pressed hard
on my mouth, and I didn't have any guts to tell her to ease up. I had
to force my tongue to enter her pussy, which was quite painful for my
tongue as well. But my wicked mistress had no concern for either my
pain or my trauma, her concern focused only on her own sexual
pleasures. In her eyes, I was nothing but her belonging, and it was
funny for her that any of her belonging might ever complain. Like, her
shoe never complained why she wore them all day long, neither did her
room's carpet had the feeling of being walked upon mercilessly, so why
does this slave defy each of her order? Why this silly slave isn't as
compliant and understanding like mistress's other belongings?
I was having such foolish thoughts when I heard the sound of crack'
and a searing feeling of stinging pain in my thigh. I was whipped once
again by her.
"Faster, faster, my ghulam! Lick it faster. Ahh! Ahh" she moaned. She
moved her pussy back and forth on my mouth and nose and I started
feeling wetness accumulating on my face. I felt something sticky in my
mouth that had oozed out from her pussy. Now I felt like she was
dancing on top of my pitiable face relentlessly. She kept on hopping
on my face, and sometimes ground my face with her pussy in left to
right and vice versa rhythm, sometimes back and forth. Then I could
hear a song playing on her CD player. It was LL Cool J's "Phenomenon".
Now I understood that she WAS actually dancing on top of my face. Her
every movement coordinated with the guitar's sound. She kept on
pressing hard on my nose and uttering moaning-hissing sounds out of
her mouth. She got hold of the bedposts at her rear and flew her head
back in ecstasy. Once she pressed her pussy so hard on my nose that I
thought for a second that my nose might break up.
Drops after drops of her sex juices kept entering my mouth, nose and
eyes. I had kept my eyes shut purposefully; knowing that opening my
eyes would hurt. But the movements of her firm butts on my face opened
and closed my eyes themselves. When she got high, her only movement
was back-and-forth, but more forceful than ever. Something stung in my
skin. I felt like my skin would rip apart by the pressure being
applied by her pussy and ass. Her movements became faster and faster,
and I thought it was about time that I should have a real gasp for
breath, as I was running short of oxygen. Her pussy was cutting my
oxygen supply through my mouth. And my nose was already completely
closed by her ass.
Suddenly, her movements became slow and I heard a loud moaning sound
from up, and with that my mistress spurt out her sex juices on my
face, nose and eyes. For full 2 minutes, she sat on my face, without
moving a muscle. On the other hand, her relaxing on my face became a
trouble for me, as I lost consciousness due to lack of oxygen and
everything turned black.
When I regained consciousness, I was lying on cold floor. I felt
really thirsty, but at the same time, I felt like my face was lying in
a puddle of water. But I couldn't see anything as darkness was
surrounding me. I didn't know where I was lying. Some awful smell
entered my nostrils. I groped around in the darkness to check where I
was, but could feel some fluid around myself. My throat was so dry
that I felt like a bunch of cacti scratching and wounding my throat. I
once again felt my cheeks touch some wetness on the floor beside me. I
had no option but to lick the stuff to quench my thirst. As I licked
that fluid, it tasted bitter, but I had no choice in that regard. I
had to quench my thirst, so I kept on licking the bitter fluid from
the floor, lapping like a dog that I had become. When I tried to crawl
forward, my head touched a hard material. When I crawled to the
sideways, it again smacked against my head. It was like I was trapped
between four walls surrounding me. I had no way out, so I lowered my
face down in the puddle of bitter and filthy smelling fluid again, and
drank some of it again. I felt that my hair and face were soaked with
that fluid as well. I just lay there for a few minutes, when hunger
pangs and stinking smell dropped me into drowsiness.
I woke up with the sound of fluid splashing on the floor, and felt
like most of it dropping straight on my face. I tried to open my eyes
but couldn't as the direction of fluid was straight at my eyes. I
unwillingly opened my mouth and some of the bitter fluid got in my
mouth as well. It was then when I heard my Maalkin's wicked laugh.
When the bitter fluid ceased to gush at my face, I saw that I was
lying in Zaib bibi's bathtub that had a puddle of yellow urine in it.
And it was Zaib bibi's urine that I drank last night, and it was Zaib
bibi's urine that she was pissing directly on my face just now. I got
the story. She had dragged me to her bathtub last night when I had
become unconsciousness. There, just to please her ego, she pissed all
over my unconscious body and left me lying there in her dark bathroom.
And again, in the morning when she had the urge to piss, she used my
face like a toilet bowl. That's what I had become, her toilet slave.
Maybe she was taking revenge of my reluctant nature when she had first
told me to clean her after she had pissed when it was my initial days
in her house. Now I was all drenched in her piss, from top to bottom.
"Tch tch tch! C'mon doggie, come to your owner, lick her clean," she
remarked sarcastically. My ego had died completely. I pushed my
fingerless hands downwards to raise my head. She was crouching on the
edge of bathtub. I had hardly reached her pussy when I took my tongue
out and started to lick her pink pussy clean.
"And don't make me high now, I really don't have any intention of
using a slave drenched with my own piss for sex right now," she said
and started laughing hysterically. Her cute dimples grew deep again.
It was so weird, such innocent dimples on the face of such
dark-hearted female.
"Suck it, dog. Suck it good," she ordered in a hateful tone. I was
feeling pain in my fingerless hands but knew better than to leave her
unsatisfied. So I completely sealed her pussy with my mouth and sucked
on her pussy gently. When I had sucked all of her piss out of her
pussy, I started to blow her pussy to make it clean. Again, I heard
her taunting laughter at my debase.
"Now you have 10 minutes to lick all of my heavenly nectar off my
bathtub and then clean it thoroughly with clean water. I'll be easing
off on my commode meanwhile and putting a close eye on your every
move." She said meaningfully and stood up. She started to walk towards
her commode, swaying her perfectly shaped ass. I was looking at her
ass with open mouth when she turned to sit on the commode and saw me
gazing at her rear.
"Shithead! You'll have plenty of time licking my divine ass clean when
I'm done. Now get to work, moron," she screamed. I hurriedly got down
and started my degrading task of licking her piss off the bathtub.
Meanwhile I ignored her last sentence that had another degradation to
come by the hands or rather ass of my wicked and merciless mistress
(To be continued)
P.S. Please give me suggestions to improve this story. Awaiting
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