'You'll watch the s*ffering of your fellow sl*ve, and I will enjoy every moment of it'

It is stretching day at MAE HQ, an essential practice that I insist all of my sl*ts take part in to ensure their h*les are always ready to take any strap-on c*ck that I desire. I have Sl*ve G and Sl*ve T up first, they are restrained side by side to f*cking benches and I intend to use their eager *ss h*les relentlessly.

My skimpy latex bikini and fishnet stockings ensures that the boys are suitably weak to my desires. After all, if they behave for me today, they might just get to worship my bare *ss in this tiny rubber thong.

I glove up whilst they wait side by side. My sl*ts are so close to each other they are going to feel every vibration of the other getting f*cked, building their apprehension and excitement. They are going to s*ffer for my enjoyment. The sound of my boots pacing around as I prepare my c*ck is beautiful agony for them, neither one of them knowing which one is going to get used first.

Today, it is Sl*ve G's turn to be f*cked first. I start to stretch his tight l*ttle f*ck h*le with my fingers, he is going to take every inch of my c*ck, he is already begging! I slide in, f*cking him slowly, pounding him nice and deep, his *ss stretching around my strap on and moans of pleasure slipping from his lips. Faster and harder, no mercy shown. He is totally helpless whilst I enjoy his h*le deep and hard. I grab Sl*ve T by his ear and make him watch my cruel rhythmic thrusts, I want him to see exactly what I am about to do to him. My waiting sl*ve whimpers relentlessly, anticipating the harsh treatment that will come.

I pound deeply into G, I adore hearing him wail as my c*ck slams into his freshly stretched h*le. I make him beg for more, after all, rough treatment is better than no treatment at all.

As I finish up my usage of G, I instruct Sl*ve T to ready his eager l*ttle sl*t h*le for me. I want to see the full length of my 8 inch c*ck plunge into his pink *ss. He will take it all; disappointing me isn't an option. With daily training I expect this pair of sl*ts to be accommodating my 12 inch strap-ons in no time.

Before gracing Sl*t T's h*le with the very same c*ck that has come out of Sl*ve G, I make him verbalise his slutty desires; confessing how much he wants to feel the c*ck inside of his hungry h*le. As I sink my c*ck in deep, my sl*t reverts to his usual pathetic whimpering which simply encourages a merciless and mean *ss f*cking right away. Relentlessly I ploughing into him, given no choice in the matter, my sl*t soon demonstrates his sheer enthusiasm to be used, even pushing back onto me and begging to be used harder.

I order sl*ve G to watch, t*rmenting him, he knows my strap on will be going back into his gaping and used h*le soon enough.

Sl*ve T tells me I own his h*les. Too right I do. I own both of their h*les just like I own them...

DAILY DOSE OF STRAP ON D*CK