femaledomestication: deliciae-delectae: Her tits slapping together, breeze on her wet cunt, Elizab

femaledomestication:

deliciae-delectae:

Her tits slapping together, breeze on her wet cunt, Elizabeth scrambled across the lawn, hurrying to keep up with her master. Master insisted on complete control of Elizabeth’s pussy, and hadn’t allowed her any release for three months now. “Maybe this summer,” he had said casually a couple of days ago, and her cunt had contracted embarrassingly. It seemed Elizabeth had no control over her arousal anymore. Master laughed and teased and called her a “bitch in heat,” but it was undeniably true. The disgraceful evidence glistened on her thighs from the moment she woke up in the morning, and there was nothing she could do about it. She felt increasingly like the dumb desperate animal Master wanted her to be. Her shame was mixed with excitement and even a kind of relief at not having to make decisions anymore. It was a strange feeling that only intensified when master extended his control to the most intimate functions, and led her outside in the back yard to pee on the grass while he supervised. Elizabeth really needed to pee, but she was blushing and embarrassed and wasn’t sure she’d be able to let go. Master waited patiently for about 30 seconds before asking whether he needed to get the cane. Elizabeth moaned and against her will, her hips moved slightly in the air–whether from excitement or fear, she wasn’t sure. Master noticed and smiled.

Ultimately, all women will be able to feel this way. The way that they were intended for.

Devotional Training Pet.