What follows is a work of fiction. Those interested in making it historical truth might want to message me.
When I had finally been found by my Owner, my perfectly perved Prince, he wasted no time in making me what he wanted me to be; what i needed to be, for him, and for myself. Scant hours after he met me at the airport, smiles and wide arms, and a collar that locked on with a crisp click when he closed it around my throat in the car, he had me paying for my first tattoo.
In floral script, a flowing feminine tramp stamp reading "Cum Dump" adorned his property, and I began to earn my new name on the spot, mouth wide as his friend the tattooist explored the soft flesh of my mouth and throat with a hard cock. All the while Master smiled, and called me a good cunt, and discussed what else he would mark me with for the world to see with the man who shortly came on my face, and frequently enjoyed me again and again after more instructions, injunctions, and plain invitations marked my flesh.
Master had read my profile and my postings, and he knew he had to have me perfect, as quickly as he could. Rapidly, I became his ready slut, dressed to scream 'usable' from across a quite large room. My fresh tramp stamp burned as it healed, the day he took me to cross the line.
In any endeavor, there comes a point of no return, and this was no different. My personal Rubicon was to be a dentist's chair. Another of my Owners kinky friends, he'd agreed to do the work for an extended use contract. As I sat in his chair, i could feel the plug in me making my rear hole as much more fuckable as my mouth was about to become. I wondered; had I gone mad? But I clung to my new name, Cum Dump, hot in my flesh, knowing this path was the true one.
Master watches intently as the novocaine is injected. He told me since i'm such a willing cunt this doesn't need to hurt, but he does want it done as soon as possible, so i can heal. Finally, the dentist is ready to begin, and as he raises his pliers, Master's cock enters my hand.
"Stroke it, cunt," his deep voice commands me. I am a good slut, i hardly need to be told as i feel it harden in my hand, stiffening, so hot as the pliers clamp, and with a crackling, make their first withdrawal. "Clink!* goes my former bony protrusion, falling into the tray. Soon, it is followed by another, and two more, as my hand tugs on Master's manhood.
Four seems to be enough as he tells me, "Eyes closed, slut." I snap my eyes shut instantly and still almost too slowly as he coats my forehead in the whore's reward. Hot and sticky and i am hot and bothered but mostly restrained to the chair i can do nothing but flex around the plug in me.
He withdraws his cock, and while i feel his cum rolling back into my hair, the dentist continues his work, yanking free one after another and depositing them on his tray. Clink! Clink! Clink! they go, and Master demands more manual service from me, this time cumming on my tits, dampening some of my top and filling my cleavage. I feel dirty and hot and wanted and lustful, but i am allowed no release. No release but my teeth releasing their grip on what used to be their home.
Finally, the dentist finishes his task. Every tooth that once adorned my mouth has been removed. That hole is Master's cunt, and it is for pleasing cock first and foremost. It should reflect that, and now it does. I am packed with gauze covering the violations of my oral sanctity, before Master shows me the true violation.
From his pack he pulls a complex harness, and a large dildo, complete with silicone testicles. He nods at me and i open my oral cunt, which is quickly filled with more rubber cock than i used to be able to hold, and still find uncomfortable. Still, it's almost nice compared to the feeling of that harness tightening over my head, keeping the dildo all the way in, fake balls resting on my chin and bumping my throat if i'm not careful. The final tightening closes my jaws around it, pushing the malleable flesh around.
"You're going to have the mouth of a blow up doll. Doesn't that make you happy, cunt?"
I nod and try to smile though tears run down my cheeks. I've clearly passed beyond the line of no return now.
A few weeks later, I am brought back before the dentist. My training harness is removed, and my mouth inspected. The dentist is pleased with my healing, and pleased to begin accepting his payment as he grabs my hair and fucks my newly perfect cunt, soon flooding my mouth with hot cum, the first installment of many.
I turn to see Master, clipping on a necklace. The dentist had it made, and I supplied the materials. Forevermore, my Master has a necklace of slut teeth that now read: "Cunt's resistance - Now My Property" so that forevermore if i forget my place i can be reminded with simply a glance.
And perhaps a hard, fleshy gag that keeps me silent... and rewards me for being a good cunt.
