Warning: Mistreatment and mental abnormalities occur.

My name is Lulu. In a past life, my name was somehow genuine, but that was before I met my Master. I remember then, stupid, I did not immediately understand how good it was. I resisted, and he had to punish me a lot so that I learned to obey. When he beat me for disobedience, I only thought about how painful and insulting I was. But then with horror began to realize that I really like it! I like to fulfill any of his whims, I like when he uses me as a thing, he likes when he humiliates and punishes me to remind that I am just a dirty bitch. And now I am very happy. All I want is to bring pleasure to the Boss. Most of all I love his penis and the highest reward for me is when he fucks one of my holes. I love to lick and suck it. To make it pleasant for the Boss to look at me, I keep my body clean inside and out, I don’t wear any clothes other than a collar, and I shave smoothly, so my pussy always shines with love juices when it appears.

When the Boss comes into the apartment, I use my teeth to untie the laces on his shoes. In greeting, he slaps me on the pope, from which the tail is attached, attached to the anal plug. In a wide place the cork reaches 6 cm. The owner takes care of me, therefore he allows me to stretch the anus in advance, so that at any moment be ready to take it inside. When I deal with the laces, I have only one question:

- Master, will you give me a sucking your dick today?

He seemed to look at me doubtfully.

- It must still deserve ...

- Oh please! - I beg.

The owner is kind, so he agrees:

“Okay, then you will first lead my pregnant cow,” he wrapped the leash around his arm and led me to the bathroom.

Without special permission, I am not allowed to rise from my knees. So I usually move on all fours. So I show my complete obedience to the Master. If he leads me somewhere on a leash, then he keeps him tightly stretched to strangle me a little.

When we arrived, the Host fastened my hands with handcuffs under the toilet, so I had to lean on my elbows and pull out my ass. Then he took out the cork and put something thinner in its place. I heard the rushing water, and felt how it became warm in the pope. And then the owner left to go about his business, and I was left standing on the cold tile. Little by little my intestine began to fill with water from a suspension enema. At first it was very nice, but then it became more painful when my tummy began to literally swell. I tried to move them, rub against their legs, and it helped a little. But the water flowed and flowed, the tummy ached more, now I really looked like a pregnant woman. I thought that the Boss forgot about me, because he could calmly leave me until the morning. But I was lucky, because the Master came to pee. A jet sprayed over my head, then he finally paid attention to me. Shaking the last drops, he asked:

- Do you want?

Of course I want! He took my hair and put my cheek on the toilet seat saddle (the handcuffs were not allowed further) and sank down a bit so that I could lick his cock. I diligently cleaned it of urine residue, feeling the acrid salty taste in my mouth. The owner liked it because his dick began to swell, but he decided to hide it and put the panties in place.

“Good girl.”

Finally, he returned a cork with a tail to her ass and strictly squeezed her tightly as hard as possible so that not a single drop would leak out. The owner unbuttoned the handcuffs and led me into the room.It was hard to go on all fours, because the stomach ached and simply physically interfered, and I was very glad when the Master allowed me to sit at his feet. He sank down on the sofa:

“Well, now you really look like a cow.” Perhaps not enough bell.

He connected my nipples with a chain, hooked each to a crocodile clip, and hung a small bell in the middle. At the first moment it was very painful, but I kept a cry, bit my lip hard, because I am a smart girl. Then the pain became familiar, and the nipples began to swell and turn blue. The owner told me to run on all fours around the room and whip with whip, leaving red burning stripes on the buttocks and back. I was very disturbed by the tummy, and I literally at every step knocked on his knees. It was like a big taut drum, and every beat was given in me: boom! boom! I was quickly tired, but the owner liked the farm game so much that he got up very quickly. I still mumbled a little and, dropping on my elbows to cling to the floor with a bell and a huge belly, crawled up to him.

The Good Host released the penis and threw a chain through it, and my mouth immediately filled with saliva in anticipation of the treat. I began to gently lick the tense trunk, sucking the dark head, increasing the pace and depth. The tart taste of the member in my mouth made the juice from my pussy run down my legs. I have learned well how the Boss likes it most, and did not waste time on long preludes, but I tried to start swallowing the whole member as soon as possible. Thanks to frequent training, it was easy for me to skip him in the throat. Dropping my nose into thick hair, I turned my head clockwise to please my beloved Master, and then rose again to its full length. I was dizzy with admiration and lack of oxygen. Soon his breathing became heavy and I felt with his foot he rests against my swollen belly and kneads it:

- So, crap, so! Be patient!

It was very painful, and large tears flowed down my cheeks, but I could not stop. The owner also admired the picture of how sincerely his stupid bitch was crying from unbearable pain and continues to suck the penis with gusto, unable to release his reward from his mouth. The pressure in the already filled belly all grew, but finally the Master groaned and, sharply pulling the crocodiles off the nipples, finished in me. The nipples burned, as if hot needles were planted in them, and the scratches left by the clamps on the clips slightly bled, but in my throat my Boss member was cutting, and that was enough to experience incredible ecstasy.