Lyssa and Me... And Him...   added 4 years ago    

  By: Birdie238

Over the past few weeks, Lyssa, my Master, has been training me to be a good little slut for her. Yes, I am a girl, and I enjoy all the training. I love Lyssa's female body and she loves mine. But, for some reason, I've been fighting her. She knows I love her and she loves me, but when she'd tell me to do something, I'd try to be a good slave and do what she says, but if I got it wrong, I'd just quit. Then I'd get punished, but it never sticks.


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Like, a few days ago, I was cleaning up like I was suppose to do and Master told me to come pack up my toys the way she wanted me to. She told me once how they all should go.

Well, I sat them all together, but she told me I did it wrong. After many different tries to fix it, she still told me no. I got mad and told her to fix it herself then stormed off to finish cleaning. 

Needless to say, she punished me severely that night. My bum is still sore.

Master worked for a newspaper company in our town, but she could do all her work from home. Which meant she would be locked in her office, typing at her laptop all day. Which also meant that she didn't have time for me as much. 

I felt like her maid, not her little loved pet. 

Well, one day, I was so playful. I took off what little cloths I had, except for my fake cat ears, collar, and tail (those were my essentials), put a pink vibrator in my mouth like how a dog would carry a stick, and crawled into Master's office. I stopped beside her desk, vibrator in my mouth, and nudged her leg. 

She stopped typing, glanced down at me through her glasses, and simply said, "Not now, Slut. I'm busy." 

I whimpered then turned around and sulked outta the room, dropping the vibrator along the way. I felt like i had so much cum inside me and no way to let it out... I felt extremely naughty, so... I took one of my toys, snuck into the bathroom, and pleasured myself. It was quick and it kept me from cumming all over myself while I was being a good little pet. 

Hours later, Master finally came out of her office to eat. When she was finished, I cleared off the table, again, wearing nothing but my essentials and an apron. I could feel her watching me, her fingers in her brown hair stroking absent-mindedly. I bit my lip, and tried to pretend like I didn't notice. 

"Slut. Come here."

I looked up at her and dropped the plate I was cleaning in the sink.

Once I made it to the edge of the table, she pulled out the small silver vibrator I had used on myself earlier and sat it on the table. She was frowning heavily, not looking at me. "What's this?"

I hesitated to answer, "A... A vibrator?..."

"Yes, but what's ON the vibrator?" She was tapping her fingers against the wood and glass table.

I looked closely at the toy, and, finally, I spotted a small white stain. My heart sunk. She found out that I had touched myself without her. I was in so much trouble.

"Answer the question, Slut."

I flinched. Her voice was soft, but I could tell that she was angry. "A... I..." I looked down at my feet. "C-Cum."

"That's right." She stood up. "Cum. Now, how do you suppose it got there?" Her voice was almost playful, but that was when she was at her scariest. She stepped close to me, forcing my back against the table.

I was shaking, still avoiding her eyes. I could tell that she was frowning even more. 

She cupped my cheeks in her hand and forced me to look into her eyes. "How did it get there?"

"I... I was played with myself..."

"Hm? What was that?" Her grip on my cheeks tightened. "I couldn't hear you."

I spoke louder, trying to talk through squished cheeks, "I-I said that I played with myself!"

She let go of me and sighed, stepping away from me. "Slut, you're too much trouble. I thought I could train you by myself, but..." She shook her head.

I bit my lip. Was she gonna 'disown' me? Or was she thinking about stepping up her punishments?... I bit my lip harder. 

She turned around and faced me. "Go. Out of my sight. I can't deal with you right now."

I was about to step outta the room when I realized the dishes weren't finished. "But... The chores..." 


I stepped out and immediately went upstairs to my small room. It was the guest room, but I sorta made it my own when Master didn't want me to sleep with her. It was small, without a window. The walls were tan colored and the bed was a twin, with a few sheets, neatly made, thanks to me. I sat on the edge of the bed for what seemed like hours. I was really worried about what Master would do...

Thats when I heard the front door open, then a few murmuring voices. One was my Master's but the other was a man's voice.

I got up and pressed my ear to the door and, hearing someone's foot steps come up the stairs, jumped back to the bed. I scurried under the covers and pretended to be asleep. The door opened and I heard her.

"Get up, Slut. Don't pretend to sleep."

Should I move? I was about to get up and face whatever punishment my Master had for me when I heard him. 

He said, "Let her sleep. She'll be wide awake soon enough." I heard someone cross over to me. I shut my eyes. The covers over me lifted, revealing my head and torso. "She's a pretty thing, isn't she?" I could hear the smirk in his voice. "Where's her leash?" 

"I'll get it." I heard lighter footsteps retreat away. 

"Hmmm..." His hand went to my cheek, lightly stroking. "It's okay to open your eyes. I won't get mad."

I peeked up at him. He was very handsome. Dark black hair, pulled into a thin pony tail. His eyes were a dark blue, shining brightly against his pale skin. Against my skin, he must've looked like a ghost. 

He smiled again, "My name's Sir. I hear you're not a very good listener."

I turned some so that I was on my back looking up at him. I shook my head and almost spoke but didn't. 

He chuckled, "Don't worry. You'll be a very good listener. I plan on seeing to that by the end of the night. Don't you worry. When I'm done with you, you'll be the best little slut for your Master.

My eyes widened. So this was her plan? Let some stranger teach me the lesson? I didn't want him! I wanted my Master. She was the only one I could trust inside me... Besides... I never, really, had sex with a guy... 

Master entered the room and tossed my leash to him. He hooked it to my collar and stood up. "Get up." 

I sat up and kicked off the covers, pushing myself to my feet. Realizing that I was only wearing an apron, I went over to my drawer and started to look for something to cover myself.

"Ahem. Slut, you won't need anything more than what you're wearing. Let's go." Before I could close my drawer, he yanked on the leash, pulling me with him out the door. I had to extend my strides to keep up with him. He looked back at me and frowned, then he looked to Lyssa. "See, here's a problem. She doesn't walk like a pet should." He pulled me close to him by the leash and pulled it down, making me sink to my knees. 

I tried to stay on my feet, but he was too strong, and the collar was chocking me. I bit my lip hard, trying not to breathe too loudly. 

Once I was on my hands and knees, he continued to walk, explaining, "See, if she thinks she has any sort of power in here then she'll try to resist you. Allowing her to walk like one of us is just another way of putting stupid ideas in her head." He looked down at me, "When's her feeding time?"

She looked at her watch and smiled, "Well, right about now. Why?"

"Where does she eat?"

"At the table. After I eat, she cleans up my mess and feeds herself."

He shook his head. "Tsk tsk. You're suppose to feed your pet. They can't be trusted to feed themselves. Let's feed her now. I'll show you the proper way to feed her."

Master went to the cabinets, removed a plate, and put a little bit of food on it. When she sat it at the table, Sir shook his head again. Master sat it on the ground and he nodded. Then he led me to the plate.

I looked up at him, then back to the plate. "Eat up," he said, "You don't want this delicious food to go to waste, do you?" I grumbled then took a bite of the food. It was messy. It got everywhere on my face. At first, I couldn't really maneuver without knocking some food to the floor, but I eventually got the hang of it. When I finished, Sir cupped his hands together and smiled, "Wonderful." Then to Lyssa, "When's her playtime?"

"Whenever I feel like she deserves it. Probably once a day."

"I've got a box of her toys over here." She went to the living room and returned with my little black toy chest. 

He unlocked it and opened it. After searching for a few seconds, he frowned down at her. "No strap-on?"

I was just sitting on my hands and knees, listening to them talk.

Master shook her head, "No, do I need one?"

Sir shrugged, "I believe it's recommended. How can you tell who's dominant if one isn't forceful and stronger than the other." He smiled. "Lucky for you, I've got one in my bag." He handed Master the leash and walked outta the room.

She looked down at me and smiled knowingly. She seemed to see right through me. And.. For some reason... That made me wet. 

I looked away, hoping she couldn't see my juices leak from my pussy's lips onto the floor. 

She chuckled then Sir walked into the room. "Where's your play room?"

"The grand bedroom." She started, "Upstairs, to your right." She had already started up the stairs when Sir shook his head.

"No, try playing with her out in the open. Open the windows. Show her that if you're willing to punish where anyone can see then you're willing to punish her anytime, anywhere."

Master nodded then went to open the windows. 

I blushed. Open windows? We live right in the middle of a neighborhood. If anyone so much as walked by, they could glance in the window and see what we're doing! NO NO NO!! I struggled against the leash, trying to pull myself back into the kitchen. 

Master yanked the leash and grabbed a hold of my collar. She pushed my face in the carpet and knelt down, keeping me there.

Sir knelt down opposite of Master and clicked his tongue. "Tsk tsk. She's still a feisty one, isn't she?"

Master nodded, "Yeah. It's that feistiness that I wanna get outta her."

Sir smiled, "Now's as good a time as any. He pulled out a pair of leather ropes and wrapped them around my wrists. Then he hooked it to the back of my collar, making sure I couldn't pull the ropes too much. Master let me go and got up. I couldn't see what she was doing, but I could hear cloth hit the floor.

I struggled and squirmed, my ass sticking straight up in the air. Sir chuckled. "You definitely have to break this one. Otherwise she'll grow to be a real problem."

Master laughed, "Tell me about it. How does this work?"

"Here, I'll show you." He got up and left to help Lyssa. 

I struggled to see what they were doing, but I couldn't. That's when I felt some pressure against my pussy. It felt like something was trying to go inside me. Something big. I moaned and kicked, moving my hips away from whatever was trying to enter me. One of them grabbed a hold of my hips and kept me still. The something entered me, forcing my tight pussy to stretch out around it. It began thrusting inside me. I groaned louder. "OH GOD!" It felt incredibly good... Incredibly real... This wasn't a toy. "OH GOD NO! PLEASE!! STOP!"

Lyssa walked around to my front and got back to her knees. I looked up at her and saw that she was naked, a very large, plastic, black dildo sticking from her pelvis. It looked like it was a pair of panties connected to it, like it was an actual penis. She smiled at my wide eyes, "She's asking you to stop. What do you do, Sir?"

"Don't stop, of course. This is my pleasure. She's lucky enough to get to even feel me inside her." He stopped thrusting and bent down, putting his lips near my ear, "Isn't that right, Slut?" He pushed himself so far into me that I felt his hips against my pussy lips.

I bucked up against him, moaning and groaning, shivers splitting through my body. I felt Sir slip out and I heard him fall to the floor.

He growled and slapped my ass extremely hard. Then he pushed me onto my back. It felt uncomfortable, laying on my hands. He spread my legs and grabbed my clit between his thumb and index finger, twisting and pulling it. 

I arched my back, trying to pull away, trying desperately to regain control of my body. 

Sir pushed me down then reached up and slapped me across the face. "SLUT! I WILL break you tonight! Lyssa," Her head snapped up to look at him, "Hold her. Stick that cock of yours into her ass."

She sat with her legs open, the dildo sticking straight up. Sir pulled me up, licked his finger, rubbed my ass hole in an attempt to wet it, then he pushed me onto the tip of Lyssa's cock. When he let go, I slid onto it, my very VERY tight ass surrounded her cock. 

I leaned my head back and let out a moan of painful pleasure. It hurt, definitely hurt, but I loved the pain.

Lyssa wrapped her arms around my knees, forcing my legs open, exposing my sore wet pussy to Sir. He licked his lips then advanced on me, his long thick cock bobbing with his movements. He gripped it and pointed it to my pussy's lips, then he quickly forced it in. 

I struggled to fight, struggled to keep myself from getting lost in the euphoric haze. It didn't work. My mind kept returning to the thought of how this must look from outside the house. A girl, tied up, getting fucked in both holes by a girl with a strap-on and a guy? I got even wetter.

He kept pumping his cock into me and she kept forcing her cock in and out of me. I felt like I was about to cum everywhere! So much cum was locked inside of me.

Then they both stopped. Sir leaned in and kissed me, forcing his tongue into my mouth. Lyssa leaned down and kissed and licked my neck. 

I let out a soft, feminine moan, opening my mouth wider. 

Sir broke the kiss then smiled more. "Note that she's not fighting us anymore." He leaned down and kissed my hard, dark colored nipples.

Master smiled. "Yeah. You think this'll last?"

Sir shrugged, "Maybe. But we need to seal the deal." he kissed my chin, then dragged his tongue along my collarbone.

I groaned softly. Master leaned my head towards her and chuckled, "You like that, don't you?" I nodded. She looked to Sir, "What now?"

Sir smiled, "Now we show her who's boss. Slut, have you cum yet?"

I blinked, shook my head, then answered, "No, Sir. I haven't."

He smiled. "Good. Lyssa, should we let her cum " 

She seriously looked like she was pondering this. "Hmmm... I guess so. It has been a long night."

I wanted to thank her, to hug her and beg her to not punish me like that again. I opened my mouth, but all that came out was a moan.

Sir had begun to pull out of me. I felt so empty. I felt even more lonely. Was I... Enjoying Sir's torture?

Master pulled out of me as well. My ass would be incredibly sore in the morning. She pushed me off and let me fall limply to the floor. It didn't hurt. I was so numb all over. She got up and wiped her cock with a towel then she perched herself in front of me.

My legs were still spread as I tried to make out what she was doing. She smiled up at me, then immediately shoved her cock onto me. I moaned, arching my back. My toes curled, my body convulsed, felt the ecstasy of orgasm approaching. The sweet release was only moments away...

"Don't you dare cum!" Master kept fucking me, her cock coming in and out. I was robbed of the bliss yet again! I felt angry, frustrated... But...

"Yes, Master! I'll hold my cum for you!"

She smiled, "Good girl. Sir, you want another turn?"

"No thanks. You keep up the good work. I can handle myself." Out the corner of my eye, I could see Sir jerking himself. His hand moved swiftly up and down his shaft, slowly polishing the head.

Master smiled, "Suit yourself. More for me." She looked down at me, still thrusting, then brought her hand under my chin, making me look at her. "Now, when I tell you to cum, I want you to do it as soon as I say it. Got it?"

I nodded, "Y-yes, Master!" My body was tingling all over. I couldn't hold my cum in for long, but I would try my best for Master.

Sir continued to pleasure himself next to me, his speed getting faster. His breathing was getting faster as well. 

I shut my eyes and tried to focus on everything around me. The thrusts of Lyssa, my master, inside me. It was enough to drive me insane! 

"Kitten," Master sped up, going deeper and deeper in me. She was breathing hard, her eyes shut. She was focusing on this just as hard as I was. 

"Yes, Master?"

"You can cum..." She sounded out of breath, like she was talking through gritted teeth. 

I wasted no time. I moved my hips in rhythm with hers, our bodies seeming totally in sync together. I leaned my head back and moaned loudly, my cum escaping from me. I rode that ecstasy until I had to come down from my high. I was in the middle of cuming when I felt something hot and sticky against my chest. Opening my eyes, I saw that Sir had cum on me. 

He was still in the middle of it, so I got to see some more of his sticky liquid shoot out and hit my face and chest. Some even got on my pussy. I could feel it dripping down my lips, warming my poor, sore pussy. 

Master pulled out and stood up. I could see her own cum spilling out her panties and dripping down her legs. 

Sir smiled up at her, "I think that'll be enough training from me for now." He stood up, starting to bet dressed. 

Master smiled, "That was fun. We should do that again some time."

Sir chuckled, "If you keep up the training, we won't need to do this again." He smiled, "But I wouldn't mind stopping by again. For fun." 

She smiled, "Sounds nice."

I just laid there, in a pool of my and two other people's cum. And, in that moment, I felt incredibly whole. I felt loved and it felt amazing. Maybe I could get used to eing Lyssa's sub. 

- 2 weeks Later-

Sir was here! He knocked twice then once more. Master answered the door, greeted him, then called me in to greet him in my 'special' way.

I ran in and sunk to my knees in front of him. I bowed, "It's great to see you again, Sir. Do you require anything?"

He smirked then looked to my master, "Nice greeting. What else can she do?"

Master smiled at me and nodded, "You heard him, Kitten. Show him your newest trick."

With that said, I shifted to a better position on my knees and reached up to unzip Sir's zipper. His eyes widened when he saw me pull out his semi-hard cock. I licked my lips then wrapped them around his cock. I spent the next half hour sucking and licking him, doing exactly what I was taught.

He came onto my chest, face, and hair. I smiled up at him, "Thank you for letting me suck you, Sir."

Master finally spoke up from her spot on the couch. She had been watching my entire performance. "Ahem. What else do you say?"

"Oh, right." I looked back up at him, still on my knees, "If you have any friends who need to be pleasured, please bring them over. My master says that I need to practice sucking dick."

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Birdie238    (2011-07-24 03:19:01)    Flag as inappropiate
Birdie238 Hey this is the famous lyssa :) I just now got shown these stories and I love them...theyre fairly accurate ;^)
Birdie238    (2011-05-16 21:25:44)    Flag as inappropiate
Birdie238 Definitely. I'm always tryin to please people.
anonimusrick    (2011-05-15 23:35:48)    Flag as inappropiate
anonimusrick Slut should be honored that Master wants her.
Will slut be telling us of when Master and Sir share her with his friends?

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