Owners Little Fucktoy

girls are objects

girls have no rights

girls are slaves

i am a slave

this slave is naked and rubbing its cunt for master

slave listens to master

slave obeys master

A man to claim me as his property. I want him to buy me from my father and get married as soon as possible. At our wedding, he will decide if I wear a dress, lingerie, or nothing as I am paraded in front of our friends and families down the aisle. As soon as he says “I do” (as I have not say in the matter), he may command me to give him a blowjob at the altar. Better yet, he can just bend me over and fuck me right there.

After the wedding he will bring me to his home, maybe brand me depending on the man, and breed me vigorously. Multiple loads into my pussy to make sure I’ll get pregnant, then he’ll plug me up overnight. Some women birth dozens of a man’s children’s. I hope I am one of them so I can say I served my purpose as a woman and his property to the best of my ability.

Despite being pregnant, I will cook and clean for my owner with no complaint, for if I disobey he will spank me red, pregnant or not. My breasts, hips, and belly will grow with his child until I feel like I’m about to pop. Probably twins.

Still, he spanks me every week so I never forget my place. He fucks me without notice, even while I’m preoccupied with cooking or cleaning. When he wants to piss, he tells me to open my mouth.

I give birth at home, with only my husband and a midwife. He doesn’t want me to have an epidural because the pain of childbirth is punishment for being born a female. He wants me nude so he can see the full experience.

Once the midwife says the baby is coming, my husband takes his cock out and tells me that being fucked in the ass is supposed to coax the baby out. Even in the pain of childbirth, I say “Yes, Sir” and raise my legs so my knees rest on either side of my head.

Every time the midwife says “push,” my husband thrusts into my ass. He says my tightening feels great. He makes sure to cum on my face and tits. He doesn’t care if the midwife sees him fucking me, she’s just a woman.

It’s all worth it when the baby is born, knowing that I have served my purpose as a woman. Holding the child gives me an indescribable fullness.

It isn’t long before my husband puts me in the milking stocks overnight. He doesn’t want the baby sucking on my nipples directly in fear of my tits becoming less attractive.

Everything you do will remind you of what you are... How you sit, how you stand, how you walk... what you wear, how you wear it and what you don't wear... what you say, if you say anything at all... How you interact with Men and other females...

Most of all, how you behave around Me.

I will have to break you and retrain you from scratch to erase all of the bullshit you've learned since you were a child.

While turning a career woman into a worthless, stupid little cunt is My ultimate goal, I've learned that doing so through force often causes the fear addled mind of a female to run or disappear. you all know from experience. The first sign of fear or stress and the female retreats back to the safety of its home, its job or its friends.

Instead, I offer the safety any cunt really needs... A haven for it to confess everything with no judgement or shame... but at a price. Explaining My needs to it so there are no miscommunications, I allow it to confess things... fantasies so deep and dark... the ones that scare or confuse it and make it ashamed of its own disgusting needs. I allow it to touch its cunt and masturbate as it tells Me everything in detail. I make it ask if it is truly as disgusting as it feels until it begs to cum from its own humiliation.

I tell it that it's perfectly normal for a cunt to feel this way... reassuring it that it will be better once it tells Me every sordid detail of its past... degrading it while making it feel safe with Me.

Eventually, it will come to need to humiliate itself for Me at its own expense. its cunt will leak in anticipation of our talks and it will begin to fantasize about serving freely instead of being forced to.