Hello Big Tits!" – I heard his deep heavy voice from the other side of the call.
"How dare you?" – I snapped
"Just like I’ll dare to fuck you in a cheap hotel room on our next date" – He spoke with a chuckle.
"What are you high on?" I enquired with half concern and half frustration.
"On the idea of putting a leash around your neck, my wild bitch. One more word and I’ll make a note to add it to your punishment, so just shut that fuckable mouth of yours and listen" – he said sternly.
"Yes sir"- I complied finally realising what was actually happening.
"Good girl!" He cooed in his menacingly cool voice. "So, here is the thing, I’m visiting your city to find a good enough place for keeping full time pet babe. For the last two days of my visit, I want your services, whatever you’ve got to offer. If I approve of your dedication, I’ll post a dog leash at your place with my initials." He explained
"Yes Sir, I’ll be there. Just let me know the place and time" I barely whispered
And he cut the call without a bye. I fell on my bed still processing what just happened. I’ve spent months in anticipating the inavitability of this conversation and now that it finally happened, it sent shivers down my spine in the burning summers.

Backdrop
My boyfriend and I have been dating since last few years and it’s a lovely relationship except for few petty fights here and there. He loves me, respects my opinions and is fond of me and I am so glad to have found my soulmate in him. After just one year of being together we had to change our cities, but our love didn’t change. However, conversation through texts helped us in discovering ourselves without the fear of being judged. We’ve made out so many times but never really felt the need of sex. However, distance was eating up our passion. During one of his visits we were making out in a rented room he asked me, "how would you like if I tie your hands and use your pony tail as a leash to guide you in pleasuring my downtown". I was taken aback so I glared at him and bite his cock. "Stop!", He shouted pushing my head away. He didn’t speak much after that but just made love to me as if I was a fragile baby. He has always treated me like that. I never expected any harsh treatment coming from him. That evening he showed me a softcore BDSM video. I told him that I was well aware of it. We didn’t meet for many months after that day and I was getting restless thinking that maybe he’s cheating on me with some painslut. Our sexting was normal but I started feeling there was a part of his desire that he wasn’t disclosing. The next time we made love, everything was same except for me. I felt useless on bed, like a soft toy being cuddled with, like I wasn’t enough for him and he might walk away someday to someone who could fulfill all his fantasies. That’s when I asked him to stand up beside bed. He looked concerned. "Are you hurt babe? What’s wrong?" He asked trying to hug me while I stood and bent on my knees in front of him. I made a pony tail and made him hold it while I held his nice ass. I was never the same again. After that day, I started thinking about all the things he could do to and with me. Our sexting had subtle and then some serious hints of his dominating desires. Slowly and gradually I let him decide little things in my life that were for my own good. He is a fitness trainer and the first thing he restricted was my leisure time and diet. I’m a naturally chubby woman of 22 with decent height, long wavy copper brown hair, 36 F breasts and hourglass figure that isn’t very striking because I’m heavy. "I love you like this my plush doll, what we are doing is for your self confidence" he assured as he sent me a diet chart. Followed by this I gave up many decisions in his hands like my grooming schedules and the clothes I bought. He also sent me some basic toys like vibrators and anal beads to play with. There was a something entirely different about being told what to do, to wait for him to make decisions and give up the stress of unnecessary things. It gave me a sense of proud when I did whatever I was asked to do. Best part about my boyfriend is his ability to switch roles. He being my dominant didn’t change anything about our relationship, I was still the angry momma when he was at fault but this private Dom sub relationship was adding a different spice and perspective in our relationship. I wanted to know what it felt like to submit myself to his dominant self that was capable of sending shivers down my spine just by his mere voice and commands. On the new year’s Eve, I was going through cash crunch and thus couldn’t send him a gift, that’s when I decided that it was the right time. When the clock ticked twelve, I called him in a frenzy. "Happy New Year dear soulmate", he shouted between the cheers from background. "Happy New Year Master" I blurted. There was no reply from his side for a while. Slowly,the cheering noises faded in background.
"What did you call me?" He asked hoarsly. Despite experimenting basic things for few months, I hadn’t adressed him like this yet. "Sorry, I couldn’t send you a gift, I was running low on cash and thought I could gift you something better so…" I trailed off. "And what’s that? You know you don’t have to send me anything Dolla. Infact if you are having trouble with money, I can send you some-
"No", I cut him mid sentence, frustrated at him for diverting the conversation. " I called you master. I mean, I accept you as my master. I’d like to gift myself to you if you accept me as your submissive." I babbled while blood ran down my system like a race car and I flustered in January snowfall. "Have you thought it over? I mean thanks! I’ll be honored to accept you but it doesn’t happens in a split second. Now that I know that you wanna do it, I want to give you time to think if you really want to do this or just try it for fluke, think about it and I’ll prepare us over time." He explained me like a child.
Nothing much changed in the following months except for he being a bit more serious and authoritative.

6 months later ( summer)

We didn’t contact for 2 weeks after daddy’s last call. I was frustrated and wanted to call back but didn’t want to make him mad. I was still going to college without my underpants because he punished me for talking stupidly on last call we had. My phone beeped and I literally had to search for 20 minutes to relocate it. There weren’t many people with whom I talked except for master. I opened the text msg from him it said- " groom yourself, paint your nails scarlet and don’t shave your downtown." I squirmed my excited pussy on bed and calmed my nervous mind and read further. "Come fully clothed like an elegant woman and no slutty makeup." I gulped in shame at his choice of words even though I never wore slutty clothes or makeup until and unless he asked me to, but he definitely knew how to make an impact. "Wait for me at table 6, Blackwood’s Cafe at 7:30 am, Friday morning. You know better than getting late. P.S. bring a toy of your choice and wear what I gifted you on your birthday." I smiled at the last line with excitement. I took out the navel and nose rings he had gifted me on my last birthday. I wasn’t allowed to wear it till the right time.

The Friday Morning

I looked around the cafe as morning office goers walked in for morning dose of caffeine. Master never liked this place, it was strange that he decided to meet here. I stared at my reflection in the window pane. I looked neat yet weird in my minimal makeup and bold septum ring. I liked the nose ring more but master prefers that I wear septum hoop too. I was wondering how I looked like a patient recently released from rehab when he came and sit in front of me with breakfast tray. I almost uttered a "hey- when I held my tongue and uttered "good morning master." I checked around nervously if someone heard me and hung my head low nervously. He slipped a Little notepad towards me. "Read it, you need to know about what we’ll do in the coming 2 days." He talked in the most casual tone and yet his face looked serious, not a hint of smile. It almost felt as if he was a different person, not someone who would melt at my tantrums. I sipped the cup of coffee he offered and started reading his orders. "Read loud enough so that at least I can hear" he said grimly. So, I whispered:
1. You’ll address me master until you’re told otherwise.
2. No negotiations are allowed once we enter the room
3. You’ll accept all the punishment and rewards and use safe word if felt necessary. If you use the safe word, you’re free to spend the rest of the day sleeping in the room.
4. Don’t speak until you’re asked to
5. You aren’t supposed to tell anyone about this private adventure.
6. Going through all required transformations (no matter how extreme and unacceptable) is necessary in order to be accepted as full time slave. You can negotiate but the more you negotiate the further you postpone your initiation
I completed reading and my cheek burnt from embarrassment as I looked up and noticed a man or two looking in our direction from the booth across us. And then I realized why he decided to meet here. "I love that blush on you dolla, it’s precious. Can’t wait to tame you into pet bitch and name you dollar instead" he chuckled while I was sweating in embarrassment. 5 minutes later we were driving to the hotel, actually he was driving, my car, since pets don’t drive, that’s what he said. I was already turning into a mould he had prepared for my mind. I walked behind him like an obidient sub towards the room. Once in the room, I removed my shoes as if this room was mecca of my desires. "Remove all coverings except for those stockings slut!" He commanded casually as he switched off the lights except for one warm lamp. He played jazz music on low volume on the radio. While I removed my clothes, his eyes never left me. My insides blazed with awareness that I wasn’t the best sight. With only stockings on I felt like a seductress, I sinked on my knees, bowing my head low. "Good girl! Sit here till I call you" he said while patting me and jiggling my breasts. 5 minutes later master called me in, his body glistened with the beads of water cascading down. He held me secure in his arms and kissed me under the running water. His fingers prodded my ass and his velvet lips kissed my earlobes. "Why don’t you clean master like a good ass bitch, make me happy and master will think about pleasuring you" I complied with a "yes sir" and scrubbed his smooth skin and tight muscles. I rubbed my body on his and enjoyed his quickening breath. We showered together while he submerged me in his kisses. He turned off the shower and opened the door of washroom. His eyes gave me a wicked look. "Do we need this big titties when you’re at service ?" He chimed as he threw the towel out. I felt like a fire shot threw me as he licked the droplets hanging from my nipples. I knew what he wanted so I started licking the water on his body, from his chin to his neck, from his chest to his now erect shaft, from his balls to his fine ass, licked it all while he smiled kindly at me, next I clothed him, fully, while I stood stark naked. The difference turned me on and he picked me and put me on the counter. He tickled my inner thighs and suddenly pulled my shortly trimmed pussy hair. "What makes a slut dirty?" He hissed. "Unshaved pussy, master" I twisted in pain, throwing my head backwards. He pushed me further and made me lie. "Master’s gonna mark his territory, you just stay like that" he announced and walked away. Minutes later he came back with grooming kit and pulled a chair to sit between my legs now exposed in an inviting v. "Look at my slut exhibiting her assets" he laughed and slapped my downtown. The next fifteen minutes he scraped my hair and smiled at his handiwork. "Wanna see whom you belong to?" He asked all excited. I barely nodded, exhausted from anticipation and his hands touching me down again and again. He wiped me and made me stand in front of the fullscape mirror. I blushed at the sight. He shaved my pubes smooth & naked except for his initials that stood out in my short copper brown hair. "How do you like it pet?" He teased while twisting my nipples. I moaned and shut my eyes closed as he abused my now erect and painful nipples. He nibbled my ear as he whispered the oath in my ears, "are you enjoying?" He whispered
"No master.." I barely whispered while my whole body shook with orgasm building inside me merely as a result of pain and and his touch over my nakedness.
"What are you?" He asked
"Your slave, master"
"Who owns your body and soul"
"All is yours master, I’m here to serve you, take me for your pleasure"
"But your eyes are closed, you are ashamed, aren’t you?" He complained smacking my pubis. I swear I must have turned deep red. He turned me around and slapped me, I opened my eyes in shock. He cupped my face and licked my burning cheek and a lone tear. "I need to make sure you let go of all your inhibitions in front of me. I’m the owner of your body and mind’s pleasures, be shameless. Show me what a nasty slut you are." He commanded slowly. I knew I needed to prove him that he’s the only master I want and need, I went down on him and slowly sucked him to pleasure.
And when I started getting slow, he held my pony into a leash and fucked my mouth instead. I tried to tease and bite him playfully when he pulled my hair back. "Fuck! Such a stray bitch!" He cussed. "You enjoy teasing eh? Lemme teach ya how ta tease" he barked as he stood me holding my neck and pinned me against the wall, choking my neck. He kissed me breathless while he rubbed his hot shaft against my pussy lips, I couldn’t even let out a moan and my chest heaved up and down with passion. He sure knew how to tease. "Make me angry and you’ll regret!" He warned and sucked my large breast, leaving a deep red spot. I winced at the sight. "Dare to turn me mad and I’ll turn you into my spotted dalmatian pet" he warned while he made another mark nearby. "C’mon now! Bring your toy dear pet, don’t you wanna play?" He teased and tickled my pussy lips. I turned around to bring him the two toys I had. "Crawl on four slut! Flaunt your nice rosebud. I’ve got something for your asset. Impress me if you wanna see it quickly." He spanked me as I walked on my four, my ass angled up in full view. I held the string of steel kegel beads between my lips and turned to crawl back and found him standing behind with a bushy flogger. He crouched down and ran his finger between my ass cheeks. "I like your choice babe, see what I’ve got you…" He explained and with that I felt like a blob of ice being slipped into my tight ass. My eyes grew wide as I caught my reflection in the mirror. With it’s handle fed in my ass, the little furry flogger looked like a protruding tail. He went and sat by the couch across the room and I crawled towards him. The dildo handle fucked my behind with every step and I wanted master to further stimulate it. He made me bundle up on his laps like a little kitten and ran his viciously delicate fingerstips on my raised goosebumps. "Does the pet likes her tail?"he asked caressing my ass. I nodded and He made me lie down with my legs open and hanging by the edge. I grunted in pleasure when his tongue slipped between my puss lips, finding it’s own treasure, his hot breaths sent wild desires and I held his hair to guide him further inside. His thumb rubbed my clit vigorously and his other hand played with the flogger handle fucking my ass. I drove my ass in rhythm like a wanton slut, begging him to fuck both my holes. He ran his magical fingers on my head while I shivered in orgasm. "We did forget who’s in charge, didn’t we?" He teased. I bit my lips, tensed and recalled how many times I must have called him by his name in my sudden fit of lust. "11 times bitch.." he suggested casually as if reading my mind. " You took my name 11 times and then pulled and pushed my head with that nasty hand…" He glared at my hands and announced how he wish he had a ruler to serve those disobedient hands. "11 rewards for calling out my name and another 10 for thinking you’re a smartass who can guide me towards your pleasure." He leaned on me in excitement. I let out little cries of pain and pleasure and he sucked my breasts and made 5 spots on one and 6 on another . "Turn back" he slapped my boob and sucked another ten on my ass cheeks. "You aren’t getting rid of them completely before one whole week" he announced. "Now turn around, and open your legs, let’s check how much you practiced" he ordered.
I turned around and tried to look down on my punishment marks, I got a faint glimpse and nothing much. He ran the string of heavy beads between my wet lips and prodded for a way to slip them in. He sucked the beads and winked at me right before slipping them inside me. The first four went in easily and I already felt fed and heavy in my downtown. But he looks unsatisfied and keep pushing in till he pushed in the last biggest bead that was more like a squash ball. It popped out and I knew I was in trouble. His fists clenched around my soft thighs, his nail boring on my tender skin as he leaned forward till we were inches apart. "You didn’t practice and brought this toy like a fool" he gritted. He stood up and untied his faux leather belt. Smack*!! The belt went and bit my boobs. "Count, you wild liar!" He shouted and so I did 10 whips on boobs and 20 on my butt. I must have cried in between and stopped when my skin got used to the shock and then I cried again for letting him down. He rubbed my raw and tender flesh afterwards, placing soothing kisses on my neck. " You look more like a raccoon dog now" he chuckled and man! Was I embarrassed! I wanted to be dead since I could imagine my eye makeup smudged around my eyes in the pool of tears. "Compensate for the huge Dissappointment." He whispered exhausted from punishing me. So I sucked him while he composed his breath. He smiled fondly at me while my eyes never left his face. " Sit like a good patient pet while master rewards you" he mumbled as he patted my head to stop and stood up. I looked up at him and he decorated my big boobs with his cum. I know what a master expects when he rewards the boobs. So I placed my hands below my heavy boobs and presented them to master. "You’re a fast learner pet." He smiled and sat on couch. He kissed me and then fucked his dear "big titties". He moaned as I bounced up and down. Beads of sweat formed on our face and he shivered calling out my name. "Yes babe! Like that…ah! You’re amazing Dolla. I’ve got the best sub. Oh yes, yes..pace up my precious….." And the moans went on till he finally cummed. I sat on his lap to comfort him. My breasts drenched with his glory. "You should rest for a while master" I cooed. So, he went to bed and switched on the television. he ordered food while I kneeled on floor beside bed. The thought of having my holes filled almost left my mind. So he turned to me, sat on the edge of the bed and stroked me. "You could be a good pet Dolla." He ruffled my hair. "Thank you Master, I want to be everything you want me to be" I replied smiling back. "Fetch me my belt" he ordered, his smile warm and comforting. So I wriggled back with his belt and held it out for him. He took the belt and asked me to plait my hair. Once I complied he loosely buckled it around my neck. " I want the sexiest and the most amazing bitch to be mine, just mine. You’ll be my pride and priority. Let me spoil you with wanton pleasure. Let me adorn you with every fetishistic gift that we’ve secretly desired. Let me guide your soul and let me own you." He spoke every word loud and clear & made a meaningful impact on my heart and head. "Do you accept it ?" He offered a hand and I took it without taking a second. He leaned forward to give me one of his most passionate kisses. The lunch arrived and I waited for him to tell me to go and clean myself. To My utter embarrassment my stomach growled at the sight of food. I saw a faint smile on his face while he unwrapped. "May this pet go and clean herself master" I asked hesitantly. "No, I’ll feed you and second you won’t address yourself in first person when you ask for permission. now c’mon turn around for punishment. There’s no clean space on your udders." He spoke casually and In utter shame I almost released my kegels that I was holding tight inside my pussy. The beads dropped to the floor with clinking noise and he raised a brow questioningly. "I’m sorry master." I looked down in shame. "Will you ever fail to dissappoint me? Just request if you want more punishment, no need to spoil my mood. And yes! These two.." he explained pointing at my breasts from distance. " Are nothing more than udders. Huge, fertile..made for being played, fucked and marked by your master. And to feed when you bear our little ones." He explained between sucking new marks on my ass cheeks. And I stood dizzy headed in his sultry charms. "Now sit and fuck yourself with this while I order the drink. You make me forget things." He tossed the vibrator on my laps and dialled the room service again. I worked up my dry clit with the vibrator and shoved in two fingers to bring myself to another orgasm, it was easy this time because I was already turned on from embarrassment. " I wonder how beautiful stud rings will look on your udders slut. And different size rings for your ears, 7 on each? How about a tattoo on your downtown saying ‘Daddy’s Dollar’. And a chain tattoo between your Venus dimples, fire red hair grazing your chin, rings for you pussy lips and chains to attach them with your nipples rings….." And the list went on while I moaned loud from his raunchy fantasies. For few minutes there were no sound other than my loud moans. That’s when the drinks arrived. He tossed me his wet shirt and asked me to receive the order. I sheepishly slipped the translucent shirt and walked for the door. I knew the delivery boy will know what I actually am. I stole a glimpse of mine on the mirror and almost gasped at the sight. The wet shirt wasn’t doing a good job in hiding my huge boobs that actually looked spotted like dalmatian skin. Even half of my spotted ass wasn’t covered. I slightly pulled the fabric sticking to my pubis and flinched at the sight of belt fastened around my neck like a collar. He laughed at my helplessness. I let out a breath and stomped towards the door. I peeped through the keyhole and saw the annoyed looking service boy. With one last pleading glance at master I opened the door. It took the scrawny young man few minutes to take in the sight. He gaped at me in bright afternoon light filtering in the corridor. I glared back and held out my hand to take the bottles of scotch. Master came and hugged me from behind while I took the bottles. He slipped few bucks in the boys trolly and asked him to forget what he saw. Sure he never would. Master took the bottles from me and asked me to remove shirt before I caught cold. He laid down the lunch on the little table beside bed and I kneeled across him. He asked me not to touch anything and fed me sincerely. He talked about my college in between and took updates on the regime he had planned for me. "I’ve lost two inches of waist and my breasts and ass have increased in size." I described shyly. "We will work on increasing one more size." He mentioned while feeding me a generous spoonful of pudding while I blushed the deepest red. "I don’t like bony women, dollar!" He nagged but what hit me was my pet name. "Dollar" – I replayed the name again and again in my head till it felt almost real.
After lunch, I cleaned myself while he watched the TV. He asked me to lie with him so I lied between his open legs resting my head on his thighs, my mouth holding his dick like a popsicle. He massaged my head and I don’t remember when I felt asleep.
I woke up from the tingling pain in my breasts. I touched my nipples. They throbbed. I winced and got up. "Didn’t know what to do with a lazy ass who slept through the evening and didn’t get up even after being called out and shoved" he explained while jiggling the clamps he put on my nipples while I was asleep. I mewled in pain. "Hush now! Or we could photoshoot an exotic crybaby while she composes herself" he teased while he rubbed ice on my now sensitive nipples. He pulled me close and kissed me softly while his hands pounded my breasts and his big toe between my nether lips. I groaned loud when he sucked and bite my nipples and fiddled my pussy with his toe in a quick rhythm. He adruptly broke the kiss as I leaned to hug him and traced his finger tips on my cheek. "Damn those puppy eyes!! You make it difficult." he chortled. He wrapped my scarf around my eyes. "Think we could play now" he planted tender kisses on my neck and breasts. I felt something being put around my boobs.i raised my hands to touch it and he slapped them away. "Too much hurry spoils the fun slut" with that he fastened my hands behind my back with something and then I felt something tightening around my breasts what followed were the clamps on my nipples and pussy lips And the vibrator dildo inside me. He held my hands up and spin me around to the edge of bed, my head hanging a bit by the edge. I cried from sudden harsh treatment, pain and a weird sense of eroticism. "Please master…" I whimpered. "Please what Dollar? Master needs to know what that mouth is for" he mumbled as if it was the sweetest thing. "It’s meant to be fucked by you. It’s meant for your pleasure master. Just lessen the pain please" I sobbed. "Be a good pet and I’ll think about it" he replied as he rubbed his thick, wet shaft on my lips. I opened my mouth to receive his toy. I felt his balls ticking my nose and he pushed himself in. Within a second my throat was filled. He slapped my numb breasts as he continued his rhythmic movements. The vibrator felt like getting more harsh every second. He won’t be disappointed. I recalled several nights when I slept with dildo in my mouth. I was prepared. I heard his animalistic groans and it tickled my fainting senses. Thursts after thursts and then he came deep in my throat. I was proud of myself when I took it in without gagging. He sat on the bed besides me composing his breaths.
"Get up and bring your ass here." He shouted almost sending shivers down my spine. He grabbed a chump of my hair and dragged me roughly towards him. I felt my clamps rub on the bed and whined loud in pain. But I knew this was the hard part, only bliss came after it. I raised on my fours beside him and he pushed my head down. I licked his balls and sucked them. Something snapped within me, I loved his balls in my mouth. I was his pet, his bitch and I could & would do anything to make him happy. I raised my ass up and my holes fully open for his pleasures. He fondled my ass and I gobbled, making nasty shameful noises. "I love how that big mouth is learning to serve it’s purpose."
He teased while his fingers tried to slip inside my tight holes. Spank* – it tickled my ass and I wiggled to lessen the pain. "You proud bitch! You think your holes are precious" he barked since his finger couldn’t enter my back, it was still sensitive from the flogger fucking. He spanked me till my skin burnt. I knew his hard hands were mighty for my fragile body. "Lie with face down dollar." He ordered sternly and I almost fainted with the thought that he might take me from behind. He loosened my hands asked me to hold my ass cheeks together . I felt his pulsing dick prodding my butthole and I clenched my teeth for the pain but he didn’t fuck me, he just rubbed his toy between my asscrack. He spat on my crack and rubbed till it felt more like a hot Rod. I didn’t realize how swiftly he turned me around and removed the vibrator, clamps and blindfold. He muffed me with his passionate kisses and we had the most wild sex ever. Before dozing off from exhaustion he whispered how I was the boldest and most beautiful submissive any master could ever have. I fondly smiled at him. He slept sucking my boobs while I thought about how my new life would be after being his full time pet. Tomorrow was going to be all about the transformations he wanted in me from piercing to tattoos. I dozed off with excitement, fear and anticipation. My life was never going to be the same .