Rebecca had met Alex online. Everything had started off so innocent, even though they had met on a kink site. She learned about his interests. What he looked like. What his favorite movie was. And she had liked learning about that.
But she really became interested when he learned about his kinks. Alex was a dominant. But more than that - he was an abusive sadist that was looking for a “dumb bitch to turn into his perfect sex toy”, in his words.
From that moment on, Rebecca knew she was going to be his.
***
Rebecca met Alex in person for the first time at his hotel. He traveled to her city every week for work.
Their first time meeting, Alex let her pick her own outfit. His only guidance was “make sure you feel like a whore.”
Rebecca took that to heart. She put on her tightest skirt, with a matching crop top. She had a push up bra, a black thong, and 3 inch pumps. She felt the eyes of everyone in the hotel lobby on her when she entered.
She was 5’ 4”, with brown hair and brown eyes. She was skinny enough - she still wanted to lose another 5-10 pounds, but who didn’t nowadays. She had b cup breasts and a nice round ass.
When she entered the hotel, she locked eyes with Alex immediately. He was about 6 feet tall, with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. He had broad shoulders and a lean, athletic build. He was dressed in a button down shirt, jeans, and brown shoes.
“Hi” she said, walking up to him.
“Hey,” he responded, taking a step closer to her. Without another word, he offered her his arm, and led her to the elevator.
As soon as the door closed, he leaned over and kissed her deeply. When he pulled away, Rebecca smiled up at him.
“You did a good job looking like a whore,” he said.
“Thank you, Sir.”
Alex led her to his room on the 3rd floor. As soon as the door closed, his hands were all over her body. She must have been out of her clothes in 30 seconds, if that. He looked down at her with lust in his eyes.
“I need you. I need to make you my obedient bitch.”
“I need you, too.”
Alex roughly pushed her down onto the bed. As he approached, he pulled off his own pants and underwear. His 7 inch cock sprang up, already erect.
He leaned down, kissing her again. Rebecca reached out, stroking his shaft as he kissed her.
“I am going to make you my fuck toy. I am going to break you. Make you an object that exists to serve me and cock. Do you understand that,” he growled in her ear.
“Yes, Sir.”
“And you want that?”
“Yes, I want to be your dumb bitch.”
Without another word, he reached back and slapped her across the face.
Rebecca felt her cheek sting. She turned her head back to look into his piercing blue eyes. “Thank you, Sir. I know I deserved that.”
“You deserve much worse, bitch,” he said, moving his hand down her body to start rubbing her cunt through her thong.
“What do I deserve, Sir?”
“You deserve to be treated like shit. You deserve to be abused until you’re broken.”
“And how are you going to do that?”
Alex balled his fist up, grabbing her thong by the side. In one swift motion, he ripped it off her body, tearing the fabric.
“I’m going to hit you. Beat you. Verbally, physically, and emotionally abuse you. I’m going to make you drink and do drugs as I push you further and further. I’m going to control your orgasms and only let you cum when you’re degrading yourself. But most importantly, I’m going to make you think of yourself as a sex toy.”
Alex slid two fingers into her. She was already so wet.
“Mmmm,” Rebecca moaned. “I already do. I already know I’m nothing but a toy for you.”
Alex smiled at her. “Let’s see if that’s true.”
He removed his fingers, shoving them in her mouth to suck clean. As she obediently did, he moved his cock in front of her waiting pussy, and slid himself inside her.
Rebecca heard him grunt in pleasure as he began fucking her pussy. She continued to suck his fingers until he pulled them out, placing his hand instead on her neck to start choking her.
Rebecca moaned. “I’m your dumb fucking bitch, Sir,” she said.
Alex slapped her across the face with his other hand. He started thrusting harder and deeper into her.
“I’m going to fucking ruin you. I’m going to hurt you like the bitch you are.”
Rebecca moaned again. “Do it, Sir. Ruin me. Make me your sex toy.”
Alex pushed harder, choking her until her breaths came in gasps. She could feel him thrusting faster inside of her.
“Tell me to breed you, bitch.”
“B…breed me…” Rebecca barely choked out.
Alex slapped her again. But then he released some pressure on her neck.
“B…breed me like the bitch I am,” Rebecca begged.
He started thrusting even faster. Rebecca could feel her own orgasm approaching. Then, with one final thrust, she felt his cock twinge, and could feel his warm cum start to shoot deep into her.
This pushed Rebecca over the edge, and her whole body tensed up as waves of pleasure passed over her.
They both lay there, breathing heavily. Rebecca could feel her cheeks still tingling from the earlier abuse.
Alex grunted as he got off of her. “Go clean yourself up. Be ready for more abuse soon.”
***
A few weeks later, Alex had told her that tonight he had something special planned. And entering his hotel room again, Rebecca felt herself get even more excited. There was a bottle of champagne chilling in a bucket, with two glasses sitting out for them.
She was dressed in a tight red dress that Alex had bought for her. He said it accentuated her natural body shape. But Rebecca thought he really just liked how tight and short it was.
Alex led her over to the table, pouring a glass of champagne for each of them.
“What’s the occasion?” Rebecca asked. “Are we celebrating?”
Alex laughed. “No, no. I’m just excited to continue your training. To teach you your place as a sex toy.”
That made Rebecca a bit nervous. But she did provide consent to him for all kinds of rough and abusive treatment. She knew she would be safe with him, at least.
They continued to drink together, talking about their days. Alex turned the conversation toward their kinks and fantasies, and slowly began to explore her body with his hands as the conversation continued.
When the bottle was finished, Alex pulled out a second.
“No, I shouldn’t have more if I’m driving home later,” Rebecca said.
Alex looked intensely into her eyes. “You are spending the night. And you are having more. Do you understand.”
“Yes, Sir.”
Alex poured them both more champagne. Rebecca felt herself start to get drunk. Alex picked her up and moved her to the bed, exploring her body further with his hands. He fingered her, making her lick his fingers clean afterwards.
Once she was begging him to fuck her, Alex got up and went over to the door. He opened it, letting in a man that Rebecca had not seen before in her life. He was big - looked well muscled and about the same age as Alex. They obviously knew each other from how they greeted each other.
Rebecca tried to prop herself up, but the men came close. Alex introduced him as Bill.
“And, Bill is going to fuck you with me tonight. Do you understand.”
“Y…Yes, Sir,” Rebecca stuttered out.
“Good girl,” Alex said.
He walked over to the table, grabbing their glasses. He finished his, and gave Rebecca a full one.
“Now, let’s have some fun”.
***
Rebecca woke up. Her head was swimming. Her body felt like she had just ran a marathon. Or maybe that she had been hit and kicked for hours.
She groaned, turning her head and closing her eyes again. She heard a rustle, and felt Alex press a glass of cold water into her hand.
“Drink”, he commanded.
She did. And slowly over the next fifteen minutes, Rebecca woke up and hydrated, feeling a bit more normal.
As sat up in bed, feeling the aches and pains in her body, Alex climbed back into bed with her. He had his phone with him, and was looking through it. Rebecca finished the water, putting the empty glass on the nightstand by the bed.
“Hold this,” Alex said, handing her his phone.
Rebecca did, and she finally saw what was on it. Her heart started fluttering. It was a video from last night, well after her mind started getting foggy. She remembered everything, but it was like she was remembering through a haze.
Alex pressed play, and she could hear the men verbally degrading her as they fucked her, one at her mouth and one in her pussy. They called her a dumb bitch. They told her this was all she was good for. And that every minute she wasn’t pleasing a cock was a minute wasted of her life.
In the video - every time that Alex pulled his cock out of her mouth, in between her gasps for air, she heard herself agreeing. Calling herself a worthless bitch. A sex toy.
As Rebecca continued to watch her drunk self get abused, she felt Alex’s hand reaching up her thigh to start rubbing her pussy. Obediently, she spread her legs a bit more. She didn’t even think about it. She was transfixed by the scene on the phone.
She felt his fingers on her already wet cunt. Why was this making her wet? Was she this much of a slut that she wanted - needed - to be taken advantage of?
Rebecca knew deep down that the answer to that was yes.
She started moaning as Alex slid two fingers inside of her. He fingered her cunt as she watched the men on the phone. They had stopped fucking her, and were taking turns slapping her. Hitting her. Abusing her body for their sadistic pleasure. And each time they hit her, she would look back up at them and beg them to do it again.
“Oh, fuck,” Rebecca moaned out. One of her hands left the phone to grab Alex’s muscled arm as he continued to finger her.
“Tell me when you get close, bitch,” he commanded.
Obediently, Rebecca let her orgasm approach. When it was close, she cried out, “I’m close, Daddy.”
Alex’s fingers stopped.
“Do you want to cum, bitch?”
“Yes, please let your bitch cum,” Rebecca moaned out. She felt herself trying to grind against his fingers.
“First beg me to do that to you again. In detail.”
Rebecca looked back down at the phone. On the screen, Alex had grabbed her by her hair, roughly pulling her down onto his cock, choking her with his length and not letting her breathe until she was thrashing on the bed.
“P-please,” Rebecca begged. “Please get me drunk and use my body again.”
Alex’s fingers started moving again. Slowly. “Continue.”
“Please invite whoever you want to fuck me. To use me. I need you, Sir. I need to please you.”
When she stopped speaking, Alex stopped fingering her. So Rebecca continued.
“I-I’m your sex toy, Daddy. I exist to please you. My body is yours. If you want to drug me or rape me. You can do whatever you want. I’m your toy.”
With that, Alex slid one more finger into her and roughly fucked her cunt with three fingers. “Cum for me, bitch. Cum for me as you watch yourself get abused like the sex object you are.”
Rebecca did.
***
Alex continued to visit her town every week for work, as he told her that he would. He required Rebbeca to meet up with him at least once every week. Sometimes it was just to suck him off. Sometimes it was to have him beat and fuck her. Sometimes it was for more extreme play.
Every time, Rebecca obediently showed up and pleased him like a good sex toy.
This week, she had already stopped by his hotel on Monday night to suck him off. She was told to leave afterwards, and she drove back home, with some of his dried cum still on her shirt.
Wednesday was his last night here this week. And as instructed, Rebecca put on a nice blouse and skirt. Alex wanted to do dinner.
He told her exactly what to wear. By now, he had gotten to know her wardrobe pretty well. She was wearing her pink ruffled blouse and her white skirt, with her tightest push up bra on underneath. She was allowed a thong of her own choosing, so she picked red. She knew Alex liked red thongs on her.
Rebecca pulled into the parking lot of the restaurant. Alex had picked a place walking distance to the hotel, which was convenient for him. Rebecca didn’t mind. She liked pleasing him.
Alex met her inside, wearing a button down and jeans. He kissed her cheek, almost too lovingly. Then whispered, “You look like a good toy to be used tonight, bitch.”
Rebecca smiled as the waitress brought them to a table. Dinner was uneventful, outside of Alex making her take off her thong in the bathroom and show it to him on the table. But before they left, he had one more thing planned.
“I want you to move near me.”
Rebecca was caught off guard. “I - erm…I don’t know…if…”
“Shhh,” Alex said, telling her to be quiet. “We can talk about this more logistically. But I am not asking you. I am telling you. Do you understand.”
Rebecca sat there in silence for a couple seconds. “...yes, Sir.”
Her mind began racing. Being trained to be a sex toy was one thing. Could she really give up her whole life here just to follow this man - her dominant and her abuser - to where he lived?
After dinner, Alex took Rebecca by the arm and walked her to the hotel room. They rode the elevator in silence. And when they reached his room, he let her inside, shutting the door behind her.
Alex made Rebecca stand near the bed, and his hands began touching her body with an intimate familiarity. He leaned down close to her neck.
“I care about you. And I want to continue your training. I need to make you into the perfect sex toy for me. And to do that, I need you to live near me.”
He kissed her on the neck. When he raised his head again, Rebecca met his eyes.
“I know, Sir. And I want to be your perfect little bitch.”
Alex grabbed her blouse, pulling it over her head. He reached behind her, unzipping her skirt and letting that fall to the floor as well. He smiled down at her.
“Then I think we have something to celebrate tonight.”
Alex pushed her back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. His fingers began exploring Rebecca’s pussy. It was already soaked in anticipation. Alex pulled her thong to the side and slid two fingers into her easily.
Rebecca started to moan as he fingered her cunt. His other hand roughly groped at her breasts through the tight push up bra. It moved up to her neck and slowly began choking her.
Alex stood, unbuttoning his pants and letting them and his boxers fall to the floor. His cock was fully erect, and he climbed back on top of her.
“What are you,” he growled.
“I’m your obedient bitch, Sir,” Rebecca obediently replied.
Alex grunted, lining up his cock with her waiting cunt. He thrust inside her, causing both of them to moan with pleasure.
“You like that, you dumb bitch?”
“Oh-oh yes, Sir. I’m your dumb little whore.”
Alex continued to fuck her. He slapped her across the face, causing Rebecca to moan again. Then he spit on her. She could feel it running down her cheek and off the side of her face.
Rebecca looked up at him with lust in her eyes. She had an insatiable need inside her. A need to be owned by this abusive man.
“Please hurt me, Sir,” she begged.
Alex obliged, hitting her harder and harder. She was going to be sore and bruised tomorrow.
Rebecca cried out, both in pain and pleasure. She could feel her orgasm approaching.
“Am I allowed to cum, Sir?” she asked.
Alex hit her again.
“Cum for me, you dumb bitch.”
As Alex thrust himself into her again, Rebecca felt herself orgasm. Her body tensed, and waves of pleasure rolled through her. In the back of her mind, it registered that Alex too was cumming, and she felt his warm cum inside of her.
She lay there, panting and recovering from her rough treatment and intense orgasm. Rebecca smiled, excited to be moving near him. That way she could be abused like this more often.
***
Rebecca had moved at the end of the month to be nearer to Alex. He had found the apartment. He was the one who signed the lease. He furnished it. And she showed up with her bags, ready to be his.
They had talked before she had moved. Of course Rebecca understood - rent isn’t free. She had quit her job as a hostess when she relocated, so she would need to find something else to do to pay Alex back.
And of course Alex had some ideas.
He started an OnlyFans for her, requiring her to post daily. He would record their time together - from a quickie of her sucking him off before work to multi-hour long abuse sessions. And he would require her to post those videos online, engaging with her fans.
Rebecca loved the attention. She agreed with Alex. That this was her place. To be abused, and to have her body please as many men as he would allow.
And it was nearly a month before Alex started whoring her out.
It started as a throw away comment as she was sucking him off one morning. “I’m going to start sharing your body with others.”
And barely a day later, he had told her that a client was coming over at 8pm. Alex picked out her outfit. Told her how to do her makeup. And had her ready and waiting for his knock at her door.
So Rebecca sat there, on the couch of her one bedroom apartment, wearing a tight black dress. Her hair was lightly curled, the way Alex liked it. She had on a full face of makeup, including red lipstick and dark eye shadow. Rebecca was proud. She looked the part of a whore.
Finally, there was a sharp knock. She rose, walking over, with her stiletto heels clicking on the hard floor. She opened the door.
A middle aged man was standing here. He looked…average. Not too short, not too fat. Balding slightly, with green eyes. About as old as her own father.
Rebecca smiled at him. “Come in,” she said, letting him enter the apartment.
She gave him a glass of wine, as Alex had instructed, and sat him down on the couch to talk. His name was Mike. He had already paid Alex ahead of time to use her. And he had her for the rest of the night, until Alex came to visit in the morning.
Rebecca sat next to him, sipping on her own glass. She laughed at his attempts at jokes. She put her hand on his knee. And she smiled at him.
She could already see the outline of his hard cock in his jeans. And her hand slowly moved up his leg until she was rubbing him through the fabric.
“Mmmmmm,” Mike moaned out. “Alex mentioned you were a dirty bitch.”
He smiled at her, reaching his own hand out to lightly touch her cheek.
Then, he roughly pushedRebecca onto her back. Mike stood, taking a step so he was standing over her. He reached down, pulling his pants and underwear off in one motion. His cock sprang up, fully erect.
He reached down, and slapped her across the face. As Rebecca cried out, mostly in surprise, Mike hit her again.
“Alex said I could be as rough as I wanted. Is that going to be a problem, slut?”
“N-no, Sir,” Rebecca replied, looking up into his eyes.
“Good, bitch. It better not be, based on how much I paid for you.”
Mike climbed on top of her. He wasn’t small, so his weight pinned Rebecca against the couch. His hands moved up her body, pulling her dress up slightly to expose her pussy. They caressed her breasts roughly. Then one found its way to her neck.
He began to choke her as he positioned his cock in front of her pussy. “Mmm. Someone’s already wet.”
Without waiting for her response, Mike thrust his entire length into her. He roughly fucked her, choking her harder and harder until Rebecca was gasping for air.
“Take it, bitch” he growled at her.
He released her neck, leaving Rebecca coughing and panting as he continued fucking her. His hands groped her breasts again, pulling down the front of her dress to expose her nipples. He roughly pinched and twisted them, before leaning down to suck on them.
He smiled up at her as he raised his head back up. He slapped her tits. Hard.
Rebecca cried out, and that seemed to send him over the edge.
“Oh - oh fuck,” Mike grunted out.
He thrust his cock once more into her, and Rebecca could feel it spasm slightly. She felt him cum deep inside her.
Mike stayed there on top of her, breathing heavily. After a long moment, he pushed himself off of her, going back to his wine.
He raised his glass at her. “Drink up, bitch. I’ll be ready to go again in 30 minutes.”
***
A few weeks later, Alex entered the apartment without knocking. He never did, acting like he owned the place. Which Rebecca guessed he kind of did, given the lease was in his name and not hers.
He was dressed in a grey button down shirt and jeans, with a brown belt and brown shoes. He must have just come from work.
“Come”, Alex instructed, walking past her.
He went into the bathroom and opened the door to her medicine cabinet. He went through the few items in there, finding what he was looking for quickly. Rebecca stood a few feet back, hands clasped in front of her. Submissive. Obedient.
As Alex had not allowed her pants, she was dressed in a black skirt and a matching crop top, with no panties underneath.
He turned, walking over to the toilet. “Kneel”, he pointed at the ground.
Rebecca did, finally seeing what was in his hands. Her birth control pills. Alex smiled down at her as he started popping them out, one by one, into the open toilet.
“You are done taking birth control pills, do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He kept dropping them into the toilet, until he finished both of her remaining sleeves of pills. He set the empty packages off on the side of the counter before grabbing her hair, tilting her head roughly back to look up into his eyes. Rebecca felt her eyes start to water with pain, but she knew better than to complain or cry out.
Alex looked down at her. “Eventually I’m going to breed you. I’m going to get you pregnant.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Good girl,” he said, releasing her hair.
Without another word, he exited, leaving Rebecca alone, kneeling on the floor.
***
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