My king called me and told me to dress sexy and wait for him. I knew what he liked and I dressed in a short black skirt and a red sleeveless low cut top. I didn't bother with the bra, but my thong was also red and lacy. I put on red sandals with high heels, applied a little bit of make-up and brushed my hair. I was wondering if I should put on my collar, then decided that if my king wanted it, he will put it on himself later.

After an hour or so of waiting I could hear the key in the door. I was in bed, waiting patiently. Suddenly I felt very tense: there was a sound of somebody else's footsteps and, quite unmistakably, a woman's voice. In a moment I could see who it was  my king came into the bedroom and there was a girl with him. She was not particularly pretty, but definitely attractive. She was taller than me, with big breasts and provocatively round ass. Her clothes were pretty tight, showing off her curves  a skirt and a silky top. She was wearing open sandals with high heels and her toenails were painted bright pink color. She definitely looked sexy  and I felt a pang of jealousy as I saw that my king had his arm around her waist.

The girl looked at me with curiosity. She definitely wasn't surprised to see me, my king must have told her about me, but now I could see her eyes summing me up, appraising me.

I got off the bed and stood there, waiting for what was to happen next. The girl spoke:

"She is very pretty," she said, nodding in my direction.

"Yeah, that's my bitch" replied my king. He motioned me to come closer and, as I did, he said:

"I want to fuck this women. I don't have to ask for your permission, but I will do it to show you that I love you. Will you let me fuck her?"

How could I possibly deny my king anything, how could I possibly tell him "no"? I nodded silently, not trusting myself to speak.

"Do you want me to fuck her?"

Again I nodded, not able to look away from his face.

"Well, say it then, bitch. Say that you want me to enjoy myself and fuck this woman."

"My king, I want you to enjoy yourself and fuck her."

"That's not good enough. You are just repeating what I say without any feeling. You have to ask me for it. Now get on your knees here and ask me to fuck her in front of you, so you can see how much your king is enjoying himself."

I could barely breathe. The girl didn't say anything, but she was looking at me with a mixture of fascination and surprise, as if she couldn't believe that I would carry out this order. My throat was suddenly very dry, I felt that my face was burning with shame and embarrassment, but at the same time I knew that I would do what he told me. Not because I was afraid of the punishment, not because I was so obedient, but solely because I loved him so much, and I would do anything he said just to show him my love.

I lowered myself to the floor and was now standing on my knees in front of my king and that attractive girl he was hugging. His hand moved from her waist to her ass and he was stroking it lightly, smiling at me.

"Come closer," he said.

I moved closer to them, on my knees, my hands behind my back.

"Well, bitch, do you have anything to say?"

"Yes, my king Could you please fuck this woman in front of me? I want to see my king enjoying himself and getting satisfied. Please, mi amor I am begging you."

"Will you do anything I say?"

"Yes, my king"

He stopped stroking the girl's ass and his hands went up to her round breasts, squeezing them. The girl moaned quietly and leaned against him. My king found her lips with his mouth and I for the first time in my life saw him kissing another woman. This shocked me. It was not simply jealousy; it was a lot more complicated than that. I felt like I became frozen there, glued to the floor, unable to move. All I could do was just stare at them, at his hands on her tits, playing with them, squeezing them, kissing her lips, her neck

Suddenly he was talking to me again and turning the girl so she was facing me..

"Lift her skirt," he said. " Lift her skirt and smell her there."

My hands were shaking a little when I reached out and lifted the short skirt on the girl. Underneath she was wearing a dark pink thong. I could feel her smell  she must have been very aroused and her aroma was very strong.

My king grabbed me by my hair  with enough force but without hurting me  and pressed my face to her crotch. I was breathing deeply, smelling this strange woman that my king wanted to fuck.

"Take off her panties" he said.

I pulled the thong down her thighs, down her legs, and she gracefully lifted one foot, then the other one, so I could remove it completely. My king reached out for her panties, took them and then pressed them to my nose. After a few moments he took her underwear away and put it on the table next to the bed. He made the girl sit down on the bed, with her legs wide open, displaying her trimmed pussy with big lips, and sat down next to her, returning his attention to her breasts.

"Eat her pussy," he told me. " Warm her up for me. I want her wet and ready for me. Lick her well, bitch. Eat this pussy that your king is going to fuck."

Still on my knees on the floor, I moved till my face was between her wide-open legs. I ran my tongue around her pussy, opening it up, reaching inside. The girl gasped and I could feel her tremble. I could see that my king removed her top and bra and was now playing with her naked boobs, sucking on her big brown nipples. I remained licking and stroking her clit with my tongue, sucking on her clit, lightly biting her full pussy lips. She was getting very moist now, I could taste the sticky juice that was giving away her excitement.

"Is she doing a good job eating your pussy?" my king asked her.

"Yeah tell her to move her tongue faster"

My king got off the bed and was now standing behind me, watching me please the other girl.

"Did you hear that, bitch? Move her tongue faster, I want her to cum at least once before I fuck her."

He lifted my skirt and slapped my ass several times. It hurt but I didn't stop what I was doing and in fact I was trying to put more effort into this. The girl was moaning louder now, she spread her legs all the way and was moving her hips rhythmically, shoving her pussy in my face. I was past being ashamed and jealous now. My king went back to bed and was fingering her nipples, squeezing them, pinching them playfully. It went on like that for probably another ten minutes, the breathing of the girl was getting heavier and heavier, till her body convulsed and with a loud moan she came. I kept licking still, slower now, waiting for her to stop moving her hips and calm down. My king pulled on my hair again and told me to get in bed. I did and my king made me lie down on the other side of the girl. He grabbed my hand and placed it on her breast.

"She has nice tits," he said." I like her tits. Suck them."

I obeyed and started sucking on her breasts, on those big brown nipples.

"Yeah, like that," my king said. "Do you like it?"

"Yes, my king."

"What do you like?"

"I like doing what you tell me. I like sucking on her boobs because I am doing it for you, my king. I will do anything for you."

"Take off your clothes."

I took off my skirt and top, then my panties. I left on the sandals. While I was doing that my king removed his jeans and t-shirt and was completely naked now, his gorgeous body filled me up with pride and happiness. He was mine, even if he was about to penetrate another woman with his cock. He still loved only me  his bitch, his slave, his property

"Suck my cock."

The girl raised herself on the elbow now and was watching me as I took my king's cock in my mouth and began sucking it, feeling how hard and big it was. I sucked him for a while, while he was fingering the girl's pussy, opening her lips, tickling her clit, causing her to close her eyes and moan again. His cock was very hard now, moist with my saliva, ready to fuck. He pushed my head to the girl's pussy and told me to get her wet. I did, licking her all over again, making sure that she was smothered with my saliva and her own juices, her slit opening invitingly, waiting for my king.

He got up and positioned himself, kneeling between her open legs. He reached to the table and took the girl's thong, then he told me to open my mouth and he put her underwear in. This was humiliating beyond words. I could taste her pussy juices; I was so ashamed of being like that, gagged by her panties in front of her and in front of my king.

"Take my cock and put it inside her pussy."

I had to do even that. I took his erect cock in my hand, I spread the girl's slick pussy with my other hand, I put the head of his cock against the opening and guided it in. It slid in effortlessly, thanks to all the moisture.

"Now go kneel by the bed and watch me fuck her."

I slid off the bed and kneeled on the floor again, with the panties still in my mouth. My king was on top of her now; he looked so beautiful with his black hair falling around his shoulders. He was moving his hips, the lower part of his body, his cock in and out of the girl's pussy. She was moaning again, she had her arms around my king's neck, she was moving too, making herself more accessible to his thrusts. They both were breathing hard now, overcome by passion, and I was watching them, standing on my knees by the bed.

Finally my king pulled out from her and lied down. Without looking he grabbed me by my hair and pulled me back on the bed. He took the thong out of my mouth and shoved my face towards his cock. I took him in, as deep as I could, sucking and licking him. He said something to the girl and in a moment she went to sit on his face, putting her puffy pussy next to his hungry mouth. I could see his tongue moving as he started licking her, his hands squeezing the fleshy buttocks. I kept sucking his cock and licking his balls, he was unbearably hard and I was dying to feel his cock penetrate me

In a few moments my king felt like changing positions again. This time he put the girl on her side and entered her from behind, his fingers pinching her nipples. I was told to lick her clit from the front, and I was lying there, with my face being grazed by her trimmed pussy hair, stroking her clit with my tongue. Then she lifted one leg and I could reach and lick my king's cock and balls while he was fucking that woman. I didn't feel any shame or pain anymore I didn't have the right to feel any shame or pain I was my king's slave and he never forced me to become that. I chose to become that. I always told him that I was very happy serving him. And in fact I was  this is what I was good for, to lick my king's balls while he was fucking another woman.

When he was ready to come, my king pulled out of her and came in my mouth that was so readily available for him. I swallowed his cum, everything to the last drop, I cleaned and polished his cock. After that he told me to clean the girl, and I licked all her juices and sweat off her pussy. Then, as they were relaxing, I licked their feet, first my king's, then the girl's.

When my king had to use the toilet, he put the collar and the leash on me and I crawled there, with the girl following behind. I held my king's cock and licked it clean after he was done, but then to my entire horror my king told me to do the same for the girl.

"No, my king. Please. I mean"

Instead of answering he slapped my ass several times. Then my face. I felt like I was about to cry now, but I had to obey. The girl sat down on the toilet with her legs apart and in a moment I could see a yellow stream of pee cascading from her pussy. Before she was completely done, she raised herself a little off the toilet seat and grabbing my hair, pushed my face to her pussy. I cleaned her the best I could, but she kept rubbing her pussy in my face, forcing me to lick her more. She was enjoying my humiliation, I could see that. After the initial surprise she was enjoying the power she had over me, the power to dominate me and to have me at her service.

When she finally let me go, my king allowed me to get up and brush my teeth. Then I followed them to the bedroom, crawling after them, led on a leash. In the bedroom they lied down in bed again, close to each other. I saw my king looking at me very closely, he was probably trying to determine how I was handling all that.

"Are you tired?" he asked me.

"No, my king."

"Well, you can relax now. Go lie over here with your face between her legs. Smell her pussy that gave me so much pleasure. That's where you can relax today."

I moved to where he told me  my nose pressed to her trimmed bush. She moved a little, spreading her legs wider.

"Lick me," she said.

I started leaking her again, slowly, her moist slit and her clit. My eyes were closed, I didn't want to see her lying in my king's arms. I don't know how long I stayed like that, but then I came to my senses because my king was stroking my hair. I looked up and he raised me, holding my face in his hands.

"Do you love me?" he asked.

"Yes, I love you."

"You will do anything for me?"

"Yes, anything."

He held me very close, hugging me, stroking my back.

"I love you," he said. "I will whip you now to show you my appreciation. Because you are so good. My bitch. My pet. Go get my belt."

I went to get his belt, feeling the girl's eyes on me. I brought him the belt. He tied my hands behind my back and once again put the girl's thong in my mouth. He led me to the mirror and let me take a look at myself. I saw my reflection  naked, with high-heel red sandals, my black hair in disarray around my shoulders. My lips were red and swollen from all the oral pleasures I was obliged to provide. My hands were bound. I was gagged with another woman's underwear. Behind me I could see my king  dark, gorgeous, his eyes so intent.

"Happy?" he asked me.

I nodded. Of course I was happy. Humiliated, ashamed, without any dignity or self-respect, but I was happy to serve him, to be his.

"I am going to whip my bitch," he said to the girl. " She was so good today, I think she deserves it."

She sat up in bed, the expression of curiosity and excitement on her face. My king positioned me with my face and upper part of my body on the bed, my legs spread, my ass displayed for punishment.

"Fifteen strokes," he said. "And I want to leave marks."

I couldn't help moaning. It hurt a lot. Several times the belt reached between my legs, hitting my pussy, and the pain was excruciating. The girl got hold of my hair and was pressing my face down, but she didn't have to worry: I would not change my position for anything.

"You turn me on so much, bitch Look how hard I get"

With my bound hands I could feel my king's erection, his hot pulsating cock was burning me.

He reached between my legs to feel how wet I was. Then he penetrated me, and this time I screamed through the panties in my mouth  so great was the pleasure of receiving his cock.

"Yes, you are here to serve me, your king, "he was saying." You have no other purpose. No other reason to exist. Just to be my bitch. My pet. My slave."

He kept fucking me, then he pulled the panties out of my mouth and made me suck the girl's boobs while he was getting closer and closer to climax. When he was about to explode, he whispered in my ear:

"Come, bitch. Come now."

As always, this pushed me over the edge immediately. I groaned and came almost immediately, moving my hips frantically, enjoying the sensation of his cock expanding inside of me. I screamed. I moaned. I squealed. I was breathless. When he pulled out I remained in the same position, unable to move. Then slowly I straightened up and looked at him, my beautiful king. He touched my face with his hand. I turned and pressed my lips to his hand, kissing him, showing him my gratitude. I kneeled down and licked his cock clean off his cum and my pussy juice. I bent down to kiss his feet too. I looked up at him from the floor. I whispered:

"I love you so much'

He pulled me up till I was standing again. He put his arms around me and said:

"You are a good pet. You make me very proud. You are so beautiful. You do everything I tell you. This turns me on so much"

Shortly after that the girl was on h0er way. As one final touch of humiliation my king made me thank her for letting me lick her pussy. I complied with this order as well as all the other ones.

After she was gone I brought my king a bottle of beer and went to make dinner. As I was busy in the kitchen, I felt that my love for my king has never been greater  I only wished he would make me do more for him, that he would allow me to prove my love for him over and over again, by most untraditional means.

In spite of what I had to endure that day I felt calm and relaxed. Pain, discomfort and humiliation were forgotten, but my love and passion remained. I felt truly blessed.