“I have fucked twenty men as you commanded.” What a crap. It was 21 guys, including the shithead that fucked me twice and deleted the tape and then i fucked Neil 6 times all in all and then there were also countless blowjobs and from all those times i was fucked six were in the ass because my pussy was raw and abraised by Thursday and hurting as hell so i asked the guys to use my backdoor. Not that it was difficult to persuade them...
But it’s over now and there are also nice memories, like of Neil last Sunday eating my pussy on the living room table. Fantastic!

While watching the video she asks about the black guys. Duh. Well, to be honest, they were the same as the others. As far as i’m concerned they could have been purple with pink polka dots, all of them. It’s not like i was enjoying myself too much. For all the fucking i did i didn’t get to have too many orgasms.

But now i’m finally with Mistress again. The rest is history, almost forgotten but for the fact that both my pussy and anus still are pretty tender. When she ties me to the bed i almost start to cry, out of sheer happiness. The spanking feels more like a reward than a punishment. Besides, i’m totally hers, so if i can help fulfill her wishes by providing a butt to spank, that’s all i can ask for. Still, it hurts and i’m glad when it’s over. The butt plug is kinda weird. A strange feeling to have someting inside my butt that just stretches me but doesn’t move. Not painful, not even uncomfortable, just strange. And then Mistress plays with my nipples and suddenly i feel a sharp sting that quickly subsides to a throbbing sensation. Quite nice, actually. I glance at my tits and see clamps attached to them.
When i realize she’s going down on me i can’t believe it. She’s eating my pussy! Yay! She’s great, soooo great, i don’t remember having ever had such intense sensations running through my body. I’m kinda in a trance and only get out of it when Mistress ties my legs to the headboard, spreading me wide open, exposing me completely. She starts to fuck me, wild and rough, her thrusting into my still tender pussy hurts like hell but at the same time i’m also utterly aroused. I’m helpless, bound, blindfolded, completely at her mercy and that is all i want to be: Hers, her slave to satisfy all her needs and desires.
Suddenly she withdraws and unties my wrists and ankles. We’re both panting and kissing and holding. Then i go down on her, trying to lick her as good as she did. Judging from her thrusting, moaning, screaming and pulling my hair i'm doing a good job.

Later we go for dinner and i remember the auction. During the week i was either too tired or too busy to think about it, but now, sitting across from her, still in the aftermath of my (of ours?) uber-orgasm, it comes to my mind. Mistress doesn't answer my question, though. She just says that she's already put me on the list of slaves and that she can't take me off of it anymore. „It's a matter of honor to keep my committment“ are her words. Hmm, yeah, but looking at her i think she's also enjoying the idea immensely. She's probably enjoying to keep me in the dark, worrying about it. But then again, she's right, we should savor our time together and not worry about the future. Finally the food arrives and we're going at it like starved wolves.
„Mistress, what are we going to do now?“ I notice i never call her Charon anymore, it's always „Mistress“. But hey, that's what she is. My Mistress. And i'm happy to be her slave.
While she's still swallowing her last bite i say "i love you Mistress, and i am proud you let me be your slave."