The Playground

The man didn’t say a word. He just held her and gently began to wash her, his large hands running over her body. “Close your eyes. Washing your hair” he said in almost stern tone of voice. He gently began massaging the shampoo into her hair, and after a little bit washing it out. “You’re all set, you can open your eyes now princess” Taking care of her was the easiest thing he ever had to do, and it was rewarding. The water was still warm so he decided to lean back and close his eyes for a moment. “Feels nice” he groaned, stretching his arms. “Relax with me sweetheart”

Killian hummed with approval at the sound of her begging. How he loved it when Melody begged, fuck. What a precious princess he had, thought Killian. “I know, baby. You’re so eager for me, I love it when you beg so pretty.” Killian said with a smirk. Eager himself to hear her beg once more. But he had another idea to make her beg. Killian stripped himself fully now, having previously only unbuckled his pants and freed his cock. “That’s it princess.” Killian encouraged her with a moan. “I’m going to fill you up. You know that, don’t you? You want me to fill you up again, slut?” he asked patiently, as if he were waiting for an answer. He wasn’t. Instead, he shucked off his clothes and then slid on top of her body. Once he’d mounted her, Killian thrust inside again with a long moan. “Fuuuck, you’re so wet.”

Muses: Melody, Kiyana, Alexis

It had taken some time, but not as long as one might think to reduce her to his dumb little pet. After a few months of gaslighting, the female was dependent on him, needy for him, and always obedient. At home, usually, she wasn’t permitted clothes, only her tail plug, collar, and the mitts that covered her hands to keep her from touching herself. Anything she wore, though, was selected by him. After all, she was too dumb to pick her outfits out all by herself, too silly to go anywhere alone. She needed supervision, needed his help for everything. The past few days, he’d edged her, not letting her cum, and it left her desperate and horny. Whimpering at his feet, she pawed at his leg for attention, but when that didn’t work, she couldn’t help herself. The girl began humping and grinding against his leg, trying so desperately to get the friction she needed to climax. “Daddy...” she whined softly, trying to get his focus to be on her, for him to touch her, or, better yet, fuck her and let her climax. She didn’t know why he hadn’t let her lately, but trusted that he knew best. “Daddy... please,” she breathed out, trying not to talk too much because she didn’t want to annoy him.

How I ended up with the best dominant guy I know

I was dating a guy for 1 year and he was kind of a nice guy. He was romantic, he respected my privacy and he wanted to control everything with anger. After some time I felt the urge to be more feminine. It just came to me like that. I still don’t know why. I started talking less and smiling more. I started reducing meeting my friends. I stopped asking my BF questions. I spend more time on my looks. 

After a month of changing my behavior, I noticed that my BF was happier. But, still continued with the uncontrolled reactions and anger. Whenever we went out with his friends, he talked about ME, how I’m being a good and caring girlfriend. But, I hated his anger.

One day I got a call from one of his friends. Before I go in to details about the phone call let me tell you about this guy. 

He was 38 years old and single. He was the guy who dated a lot of women and he was all the time flirting with two or three women at the same time. He always talked about women in general as someone that has to pleasure him. His vocabulary was always sexist towards women. He even beat up one of his girlfriends just because she went out after he said to her to stay at home. For me he was the crazy guy who I would never date and felt sorry for all the women that dated him.

My phone rang with an unknown number. I answered the phone and he said ‘Hi Hana, it’s me Jeton”. I was surprised why he is calling me. He never respected me, why he was calling me. I didn’t say a word I was just listening and he was talking about me. How he likes the way I stand, how he imagines his future wife to be, etc. 

He started calling me more frequently and I started expressing my opinion. But, whenever I said more then one sentence he would interrupt me by saying “Shhhhh you don’t talk to much”. The first time it was annoying, to tell you the truth. But by the time got by, I kind of liked it. He went all the time expressing his love to the perfect women that he wants to be by his side. His ideal women was the one that is controlled in every part of her life. Everything had to be controlled by him. Even the smallest details. 

Call after call I kind of felt the need of being controlled. He was all the time talking passionately how women make bad decisions in life and it reminded me about my bad decisions that I made. I was liking the guy who I hated the most. He started sending me picks and even picks of his beautiful cock. 

After weeks of talking on the phone, he invited me to go out. He knew my BF was out of the country. I wore a short black dress, classic 5 inch stilettos, full make up with red lips and pony tail hair style. He came and picked me up. I met him in front of the block where my parents live. He got out of the car, he kissed me directly and opened the door for me. It was kind of intuitive and a response from his kiss just to act immediately. In the car he said “Lets see if you are worth it and see if you’re BF is telling the truth about your excellent BJ.” Without thinking I grabbed his cock out of the trousers and started the ‘Make love BJ” I had to concentrate and do my best. I knew that he was picky and controlling and if I mess this one up I would be in a huge problems. He would tell my BF that I’m not good with BJ and I will most definitely miss the chance to be with Jeton.

I continued to do my best and I was enjoying every bit of it. I even swallowed in our first date, if we can call it a date. After I swallowed and saw his smiling face, I was relieved. He replied “Good girl. You really are good at blow jobs. Your ex is right.’ I was surprised that he referred to my BF as EX. But, I didn’t said anything. I knew he doesn’t like talking. 

He sent me home. He said don’t talk to your ex. The next day he brought me the new phone with a new number and said “You don’t talk anymore to your ex, I will deal with it.” From that day, I am living the dream. From that day I learned my place in the society, the happiest place in the society. From that day I never made a bad decision, all the decisions that my lovely Jeton has made for me they were all excellent decisions.

The pretty female was assigned to their camp. That was all she really knew or understood, not being the brightest of the bunch. The men in charge didn’t really care. She was attractive with big tits. What was explained to her was that she was property of the government now, that she was to be good and obedient, obeying the men in the camp. The female was given clothes to wear, a short dress that was low cut and a size too small. The fabric was cheap, something easy for the guys to rip off. She wasn’t permitted panties nor a bra, the only other attire was a collar and leash. The man leading her there didn’t bother with the leash, though, grabbing a handful of her breast and tugging her along. Her hands were bound in front of her, moving as quickly as her legs and the tight dress allowed. The man dropping her off didn’t talk to her at all except to tell her she better be a good girl. He left a bag there, the girl unaware it was filled with a variety of toys, punishment implements, and more, allowing them to decide what they wanted to use on her. Tossed down on a soft surface, she barely had time to think before hands were on her, tearing off the little dress. The girl giggled a little, wriggling slightly, though it faded to a gasp as a hand grasped her breast. Unsure what to say, if anything, she stayed quiet for now.

She’d already given him one baby, a boy, and she’d been elated certain he’d want a son first. The child was just barely a year old, and he wanted more, not that she minded. She loved being pregnant, loved how he couldn’t keep his hands off her even moreso than usual. Already, she’d had six orgasms, and her mind was fading. Wrists were bound over head to keep her from pushing away. Her legs were tied, too. They were bent up towards her chest, splayed open so she was fully helpless to him. This was her second day of ovulation, the second of three days with the highest chance of getting pregnant. Daddy had fucked her senseless the day before, filled her so full and made her cum so many times that she’d blacked out at one point, stirring to him buried inside her again. It was so arousing to be completely under his control. Lying there now, she was already sweaty, her cunt still dripping thanks to the added hormones. “Fill me, Daddy,” she begged, “Please... please, stuff me, Daddy, please... make me pass out like yesterday. Breed your little girl, please, Daddy,” she whined, trying to squirm, trying to push her hips up so she could somehow get him inside her. “I need you,” she whimpered.

“That’s my good girl, cum for daddy.” He said as his fingers moved faster along with his hips. “That’s it…that’s daddy’s dumb little girl” he growled. His thrust began to slow down before he took one last deep thrust, cumming inside her. Jason kissed her forehead “Good job sweetheart, I’m very very proud of you” he praised her before grabbing a bar of soap and a wash cloth. “You ready?” He asked wondering if the girl would even be able to answer at this point. Even if she couldn’t it was aftercare time so he was going to make sure she was comfortable

“Look at you, your mind is probably all blank. You can’t focus on more than one thing at a time can you?” He looked down to see her rubbing her clit, grabbing her hand and replacing it with his “Did I say you could touch yourself?” He asked in a stern tone. He shook his head and began to rub her clit much faster than she was, “I’m going to make you even more dumb sweetheart, you won’t even be able to form a thought by the time I’m done with you” the man growled in her ear. His thrust were heavy now, and he was as deep as he could possibly be inside of her. “Daddy’s gonna help his silly girl try on all the clothes in the store, alright?”

He loved the sight - how she looked so needy, brain shut off, responding just in a sexual way to all the stimulation she was being given. From the start, Alexis was beautiful yet dull; the nanites controlling her now merely dimmed that bulb even more so she was drooling from all the assfucking she was getting. His fingers kneaded her huge and bulbous tits, so big and soft and firm as he pounded her ass. “Oh fuck, yes, look at that, so hot,” he panted over her shoulder, sucking her earlobe. Maybe it was time to give her a little bit of relief. 

Leaning back, he gripped her throat to keep Alexis arched and taking his dick in her ass, pulling up the virtual display that controlled the nanites in her body. With one more smirk, he flicked the control that held back her orgasms, then ramped up her anal sensitivity a thousand fold. In the final act, he shut off the nanties dumbing her down - letting her have her senses back fully as he pounded into her. Now she could stop if she wanted to - or give in and let herself surrender to his control, even without the tiny living machines in her brain. He leaned against her back, her huge tits bouncing with every thrust. If she didn’t fight, he’d say one word to her. “Cum,” he whispered in her ear, knowing that was the triger that would also let her release. 

Almost nothing processed through Alexis’ head, at least, nothing beyond pleasure and Daddy and the aching need she felt. It spun around of repeat, lost in the haze and desperation she had for him, for pleasure, to please Daddy, to be filled and stuffed by him. It felt so good, mouth dropped open slightly, tongue hanging out as her ass rocked back. Her moans only grew louder as he massaged and teased her large tits. At his words, all she could manage right now was to pant and moan, “Daddy.... oooh... Daddy...”

“That’s right, I’ll do all the thinking for you” The feeling of her wrapped around him was a great sensation. His free hand moved to grope her breast, giving her nipples a pull as his hips moved faster. “You’re such a good girl for daddy, you feel so good riding my cock like that” he praised her. “I’m gonna fuck you real good sweetheart, fuck whatever’s left of that brain you have right out of you” he teased as his movements grew more intense. “Tomorrow daddy’s gonna take you to the store to buy whatever you want, as long as you behave after this. As long as you’re a good girl I’m gonna spoil you rotten.” The man loved spoiling her, seeing that cute yet dumb smile on her face, it was easy to please her.

“I’m going to tell you what you can do better. And every single time you fail me, I’m going to add another lock. So you need to listen very carefully.” Soon enough he stood up, before reaching down and grabbing her hair, forcing the girl to stand. “Now get up and follow.” Of course, she didn’t have much of a choice, considering he was currently pulling her in whatever direction he wanted. As he pulled her along, he finally ended up in the kitchen, where he grabbed ahold of a knife. Stepping over toward her, Daniel began to cut apart the clothing that she wore, at least the top. “I’m going to take this off of you first. Because you don’t deserve this cute little outfit. Now, when boys try to touch you, you tell them no, that you are owned. And if they keep trying, you cry and beg them. You get down on your knees and tell them that you’re owned, that you’re not allowed. Maybe then they’ll have pity on you.” Once her top was completely torn into pieces, he reached down and began to pull down the skirt that she wore, though he left the barely visible thong in place. “But, if they still try to touch you, that’s when you give in. And you let them do whatever they want. Because you listen to men first and foremost. But there is one important rule. You have to film it, so I have proof that you did everything you could.”

Orion shook his head, holding his hand on the top of her head and pushing her down. “I think that she’s been too bad of a girl to get anything. I think that she really needs to be punished. After all, only good girls get things.” Finally he pulled back, his cock sliding out of her throat and away from her mouth. “Only good girls get cock. I think that you’ve been a very bad girl.” Stepping back a few steps, he finally sat down on the couch that was behind him, relaxing against the softness of the cushions.

Dick shook his head as well, though of course she couldn’t see either of them doing so. “You’ve failed us, little kitten. You’ve been a very bad girl. And that means the only thing that you get is pain.” Finally he moved away as well, going back to the small cabinet inside of the table and pulling out a flogger. Stepping over quickly, he smacked her ass, once, twice, three times. Already he could see the rush of red that began to come across her skin. “Bad girls get pain. But I know that you love it. You’re a little slut for pain, aren’t you, kitten? You love being punished, and love doing bad things so that you can get in trouble and have this happen to you. You just want to fail us over and over again.”

Behind the blindfold, Kiyana’s eyes rolled back as Orion pushed her down onto his cock again. The girl whined in her chest, though the sound didn’t really escape. Her hips swayed slightly, tail swishing, the chain making a soft tinkling sound, and then Daddy’s cock was gone. Kiyana whined audibly this time, lips parted, panting slightly as she craned her head up to search for him. She could hear him move, the shift of the couch cushions, but she wasn’t sure where he was or if she was allowed to crawl that way so she waited. 

“We can go shopping for pretty lingerie.” He nodded, though he did his best to ignore what else she said. After all, the girl knew that she was being punished, and that there was no way that she was going to find a way out of it. Even when she begged him to teach her, Daniel pretended like he wasn’t listening, finding that would only make her squirm even more. After all, she was being punished, and she would have to deal with the consequences of her actions. As soon as she had crawled out of the car and arrived inside of the house, he closed the door behind her, squatting down in front of her. “You’ve proven today that you can’t be trusted. And I think that you should absolutely be punished for that. After all, if I can’t trust my little girl, then I’m going to have to make certain that she knows better next time.” Stepping over to the side, he went to a nearby table, where a collection of locks were placed. Unlocking a few of them, he stepped over toward her and knelt down again, hooking two of the locks in his hand to the metal chain that connected her two clamps. “This added weight will show you just how bad of a girl you’ve been. And I have some other punishments for you. And if you disobey or fail, I’m going to add more and more weights. I might even get you some clamps for that pretty pussy of yours. But you’re going to suffer for what happened today. Because bad girls don’t get nice things, they get bad things. And you’ve been a very bad girl.”

Orion didn’t stop, knew that she was trying to talk and do as she was told. But he certainly wasn’t going to make it easy for her. The whole point was to punish her, and setting her up for failure was very fun to do. So the entire purpose of this experience was for Kiyana to remember that she was there to serve and there to do as they pleased, not to disobey orders or to think for herself. Watching as Dick pushed her deeper down against his cock, he grabbed, eyes closing as he felt himself slide into her throat. “That’s perfect. Oh, that’s what I want. I love feeling you choke against my cock. Your throat clenches around my cock so nicely. I love it.”

Dick, like Orion, knew that she was going to fail, because they had created a scenario where she couldn’t win. There was no way for her to actually beg, because there was no way for her to talk. “I’m sorry, I can’t hear you. Are you trying to disobey me again, kitten? Are you trying to upset me? I think you are.” He continued to push her against Orion’s cock, not letting her up long enough to do anything but breath. Once he knew she had a lung full of air, she was back fully against cock, forcing it deeper down her throat. “I told you to beg for me. Why aren’t you begging? Come on, beg. I want you to say please. Please, Daddy, will you fuck my pretty little hole. I want you to say those exact words.” But, obviously, she couldn’t, because there was no way for her to speak. So she would get punished again for disobeying. It was a fun game for both of them to play.

Kiyana whined and whimpered as she tried so desperately to obey Daddy’s command. Generally, she was very obedient, eagerly so. It made her feel good to be told what to do and do it right, but she couldn’t now. Her eyes fluttered behind the blindfold as she was pushed down against Orion’s cock, her throat relaxing then constricting around him, half choking. She loved the feeling, too, like her throat was trying to milk Daddy’s cock. She tried to hum and purr at his words, but the sound didn’t escape because of his cock buried deeply.

“I like the idea of you wearing pretty lingerie. I can grab a knife and cut it off of you.” He smirked a little, knowing that it would make her squirm to think about that. Knives were fun, at least to threaten and to cut clothing off of her. Lexi had learned how to handle such things, and he had tried to teach her even more. “Oh, you absolutely knew that it was slutty. With your tits hanging out and your ass on full display. I bet you were thinking about one of those boys pulling you aside and fucking you. That’s all you think about, isn’t it. You just want a cock to sit inside of you.” Shaking his head, he grabbed hold of her hair. “Excuse me? Are you trying to blame me for not being there? How dare you, little slut. How dare you question me.” Reaching down her breast, he took hold of the nipple clamp and tugged on it slightly, just wanting to pull on her nipple. “Daddy will show you what happens to whores who don’t listen. You’re going to get a big punishment when we get home. I’m going to make sure that you know exactly what happens when you don’t listen.” They were getting closer to the house, and he soon pulled into the driveway. “You’re going to crawl out of this car, little one. You’re going to get on your hands and knees and crawl up to the door and into the house. Be thankful that I don’t make you suffer even more.” Getting out of the car himself, he quickly moved up and opened the door, glancing back at her. “Well? Come on, hurry up.”

Orion continued to fuck her mouth, sometimes moving slowly and enjoying the soft way that her tongue followed him, sometimes pushing deep so that he could slide into the back of her throat. Every single movement was pleasurable. They had worked hard on making sure that Kiyana knew how they liked things, and she had been relatively quick to learn. While she didn’t always think things through, if she was instructed to follow orders, usually she listened better. So when they had taught her how to speak, how to act, and how to pleasure them, it was the perfect opportunity to take advantage of her. 

Dick watched as she squirmed and jumped, causing him to grab hold of her waist and keep her steady. The position, he knew, would become uncomfortable at some point, but he didn’t care. She was in trouble, after all, and any feeling of pain was unimportant compared to the punishment that was necessary. Once the clamps were on her, he watched as her hips began to move, the soft clink of the metal causing him to grin a bit. “That’s a good girl. That’s what a good slut looks like. My good kitten.” His hand moved up and down her back before his fingers laced into her hair. “Now, make sure that you’re a good girl for your Daddy.” Holding onto the strands on her head, he began to push her deeper down onto Orion’s cock, forcing her to take more and more of him. “Beg me to fuck your pussy. I want you to beg me to fill you up. I’m going to pull on your tail and feel her squeeze around me. Beg me to ruin your whole body.”

Kiyana was doing her best to be a good kitten, to show them how sorry she was for breaking the rules, to show them she wasn’t too dumb to learn from this, to do better for her Daddies. Whatever the pair wanted, she always tried her hardest to do, to be, to obey, and the truth was, she loved it. She loved not having to think for herself, depending so completely on them, and letting the two men handle all those important things that she knew she couldn’t handle or understand, like bills or taking care of the apartment or even choosing her outfits. Her sole focus was to please her Daddies and to look pretty for them.