The little whore

I have a very light sleep, anything that happens around me while I'm sleeping wakes me up immediately, so the simple touch of his hand on my skin made me open my eyes. He knows it, he knows me well.

I know what he wants and I prepare myself, I feel his hand removing the sheet that covers my naked body, I look at him and see the lustful look he has shown me so many times. I know what awaits me and I know I won't like it, but I know it makes him happy and that makes me happy, knowing that I have a purpose, a reason to give meaning to life.

He starts touching my ass, he always starts there. He digs into my unprepared anus, of course he won't lubricate it until he reaches the third or fourth finger. He knows that this way the pain will be greater and I know he will enjoy it more. I let him. I turn my head and look at his cock, it's flaccid. I know I could grab it and give him a good blowjob, but it wouldn't excite him as much as what awaits me. He inserts a finger, knowing it won't cause me any pain as my anus is already quite dilated.

My cock begins to awaken. I have never understood my body, I know what awaits me and I know it will be tough, I know I will regret what I am thinking but right now I desire it, I desire to be hurt, I know that when the time comes I won't enjoy it, but that way I will make him happy even if it means I have to scream in pain. Yes, as I said I know I will regret it, I think I already regret it, but I desire it, I desire to make him happy and I know this is the only way. He continues with the second finger, it starts to bother but it doesn't hurt.

I remember a day when I didn't feel like it and I started complaining and screaming before it really hurt, he noticed right away. I haven't done it again, I couldn't bear to see the look of disappointment he had. I know I will scream in pain, that I will beg him to stop and I know he won't stop unless I say the safe word because I know he cares about me. I think about what I will suffer and my cock gets rock hard, I don't understand my body, I know what awaits me and my first reaction is to have a strong erection, as if my pleasure mattered in this context. I only exist to give him pleasure and he knows it, that's why he always goes further in each session.

He inserts the third finger, it starts to hurt, but it's bearable, I won't scream for this. He puts his other hand under my body and touches my cock, he already knows it's hard, he only does it to confirm it, he smiles and I respond by raising my ass so he has better access and can insert his fingers with more violence. I know I will regret having done it, but I always do, I don't understand my body.

He takes out the three fingers from my anus and lubricates his hand, then he puts it straight and inserts four fingers, he knows I'm reaching my limit, he's been trying to fist me for about four days, he hasn't succeeded yet. It starts to hurt, I try to move to somehow endure the pain better, he releases my cock and grabs my shoulder, he doesn't say anything, he knows it's not necessary, I stay still and start to moan, it's not for my pleasure what I feel is pain, I look at his face and see him happy, he smiles at me. I am happy.

He takes out his hand, now comes the worst part, I know it won't be the worst of the session that will come later, but I focus on the present. He puts lubricant on his hand again. I look at him and see him focused, he looks at me and says:

- Ready?

I am not ready at all, I know what awaits me and I know that today, just like yesterday, I will scream again, I just hope it will be fast.

- Yes, my Master

I don't understand myself, I could tell him no, say the safe word and he will stop. He has always respected my limits and my health, but I know I would disappoint him and I can't let that happen. I can't see his face and think that I have failed him. One day he told me that before me there was another and he left him because he said the safe word several times. I love him, and I will go as far as he wants me to go, he has always known how to stop at the limit of my strength, I know that won't change today.

It hurts, he's forcing my anus and his fist won't go in, he takes it out several times and tries again, he twists it as if that way it could enter better, but it doesn't, he has a large hand, I know it and I try to hold back the urge to scream, it hurts a lot. I hear him.

- Come on, we're almost there, one last effort.

I believe him and prepare myself, I trust him completely, he pushes hard and finally it goes in, I arch my back and scream in pain, it's spontaneous and not prepared at all and he knows it, he knows I'm not faking. My first instinct is to grab his hand and get it out of my rectum, the pain is unbearable, but I control myself and instead I look at his face, I see him happy, glad that his fist has finally entered, it hurts, it hurts a lot, but seeing his face is priceless, I am happy, I look at his cock and it's hard, it's drooling. He slowly pulls out his fist, it hurts just as much as when he entered but now it's a little more bearable. He inserts it again, my body is smart and is starting to get used to it, now it hurts less and he knows it, that's why he thrusts his fist with more force, to compensate, he wants to hear me scream, he wants me to suffer and I will suffer and scream, for him.

After about 5 minutes with his fist inside me, he stops, my body has gotten used to it and it no longer excites him, I look at his cock and it has lowered, it has a drop of precum touching the foreskin, I would love to taste it, but it doesn't work that way. I know what comes next and I know it's worse than the fist. My cock doesn't go down, it's rock hard. I don't understand my body, I know I won't receive any pleasure and still I wait for that longed-for moment that will never come.

He gets up and goes to the closet, grabs a leather belt. He comes towards me naked, he's 50 years old and he's a god, he's my god. I will endure whatever is necessary for him, I will endure everything for him. I stay still with my head on the pillow waiting for the inevitable.

I always hear how he cuts the air before it impacts my ass, it's just tenths of a second and after the impact I feel a pain hard to describe, a mix of pure pain mixed with stings, always accompanied by my scream. I know it's the first of many and they don't take long, the second one comes seconds later. I have never liked beatings, unlike other punishments this one always hurts more with each succeeding one. I know this second slap has hurt more than the first one and will hurt less than the third, my screams increase. He has already given me 10 and I wriggle in bed trying to avoid the next one, I look at him with pleading eyes, I am reaching my limit, I see his face and I see him worried. He knows I am suffering immensely, I look at his cock, it's hard and oozing precum as if he were cumming. He's enjoying it, he looks at me and asks.

- Do you want me to stop?

I want him to stop, I can't take it anymore, but it's just a thought that won't come out of my mouth, he is enjoying my pain and I enjoy giving him so much pleasure, how strange my body is, I want to tell him yes, to stop... and I say.

- Continue, Master

Why did I say that? He continues and gives me another 10 slaps, I'm exhausted, he realizes and stops. I was about to say the safe word but he anticipated and stopped. I want to thank him for being so merciful but he doesn't ask me and therefore I can't speak without his permission.

I look at my ass and it's bright red, with subtle traces of blood. I know I will hurt for a couple of days with the touch of my pants or when sitting, but seeing and feeling those marks is the reward for enduring and making my Master happy.

He grabs the lubricant and smears his fist, this is new, never have I returned to a punishment he had already applied in the same session. His cock is very hard, I know he won't be as careful this time, he fisted me a while ago and I imagine he thinks it will go in faster now. How strange my body is, I know it will hurt more, more than the first time he fisted me a few minutes ago and yet I raise my ass so it's more comfortable for him.

- Very good, that's how I like it - he says.

I feel proud, even knowing what is about to come and awaiting it with fear, I can't help but feel proud and happy to make him happy.

This time there is no preamble, he directly inserts all five fingers, followed by his fist up to the wrist. As I imagined, the pain is unbearable. I scream louder than I have screamed in a long time, my eyes are about to pop out, I arch my back in a futile attempt to relieve the pain, futilely I try with my hands to get his out of my very sore rectum.

I feel him fist me and then pull out abruptly. The pain is intense and my scream is sincere, quickly followed by a feeling of emptiness and relief. He inserts his cock directly, my anus is sensitive because of the fisting and this makes it hurt more than usual, he likes to fuck me hard, he expects me to scream and I don't disappoint him, my screams are direct and sincere. He alternates his cock with his fist, he no longer has compassion, I know I just have to say the safe word and he will stop. But I know I won't, I know he will cum inside me and tell me the most beautiful words a slave like me can hear. He's almost there, he speeds up, how strange my body is, on one hand I wish this torture would end soon, on the other hand I wish it would never end, I know my Master shows his love through pain and I love him.

Amidst screams of pleasure, he cums inside me, my ass is so sore that I don't even feel it. I only feel him pulling his cock out of me. Mine is rock hard, I haven't cum in almost three months and I still don't know if today will be an exception. I look at his face and see that he is happy, he looks at me and smiles. There is no greater happiness in the world, all the pain suffered has been worth it to see that pure happiness.

He gets on all fours and goes to my ass, he starts licking it and extracts all the semen from my anus, he accumulates it in his mouth and mixes it with his saliva, then he lays me on my back and approaches my mouth, I know what he wants me to do, I open my mouth and wait. He puts his hand on my cock and starts masturbating me, while he opens his mouth and introduces both his semen and saliva into my mouth, happily I close it and swallow. He tightens my cock strongly, he wants me to suffer even in my pleasure, I cum abundantly but he doesn't let go. He goes down and tightens my foreskin strongly as if wanting to separate the skin from my glans, it hurts, I scream loudly, he looks at me and smiles. I am happy. He leans in to my ear and says.

- You have been very good, my little slut. You have made me very happy.

How strange my body is, thanks to those simple words I am the happiest person in the world, I know tomorrow will be worse, but I wish that moment would arrive soon and this little slut can make him happy again.