Buttlicker

Buttlicker

Buttlicker spends almost every moment of her life with her face between a pair of ass cheeks.

Buttlicker used to be Brianna Butler. I liked the name Butler and diceded to turn it into Buttlicker to make fun of her. I liked the name so much I decided to designate her as a permanent buttlicking slave.

She was a pretty brunette with wavy hair and a smile that could make any man’s heart melt. That smile is rarely seen anymore, as her face is usually buried between a pair of asscheeks.

Buttlicker knows that if another slave is near her, her immediate instinct must be to stick her pretty face in that slave’s ass - unless told otherwise. If there are no slaves around, her first instinct will be to put her face in my crack . She spends almost every night in another slave’s cell, drifting off to sleep with her face between a pair of buttcheeks.

Additionally, most of her meals are eaten from a slave’s asshole. Last night, she had mashed potato’s, straight from Lacey’s perky hole.

I do occasionally rape Buttlicker, but most of the time she serves as an accessory in my playtime with the other girls. For instance, last week I was facefucking Fuckstick while her head was in the stocks. For fun, I went and grabbed Buttlicker from Lacey’s cage (where she was busy, as usual, licking ass). Grabbing her by her wavy brown hair, I positioned the slave behind Fuckstick’s starved booty, and ordered her to lick it while I continued to rape the skinny cunt’s mouth. I remember snidely remarking

“Sorry buttlicker i know there’s not much butt to lick. This gross skinny cunt is still thin as a rail, don’t you think?”

I heard a buttcheek-muffled “Yeth thir, her athh ith too thkinny to lick mather”, causing me to bust my load right away.

Today, I got Buttlicker out of Mindy’s cell, where she had been spending the night. A leather strap encircled her head and attached to Mindy’s thighs, keeping the slave firmly implanted between the firm white cheeks. I grabbed the butt munching slave’s collar and attached a leash. I began dragging the slave: The cunt actually had the audacity to just lay there for a minute while she awoke. She may have been just waking up but I wouldn’t forgive it. I pulled out the stun gun I kept on my waist belt and gave her a good shock on the thighs.

“Move it, Buttlicker! I know you’re enjoying yourself between those cheeks but I need to borrow your flesh today.”

Buttlicker crawled on her hands and knees behind me, continuously trying to catch up to my ass, but I always kept a speed ahead. I laughed and mocked her:

“I thought you were a good buttlicking bitch, I guess I was wrong.”

Buttlicker looked scared and began to crawl faster.

“No master!” She exclaimed. “Im trying.”

I turned around, my erect cock bobbing in her face, and she stopped, obediently resting on her knees. She instinctively leaned forward to place my cock into her mouth. I stopped her and knealt down to her level and gently pet her hair.

“Ohhh i know you are my beautiful little buttlicking  bitch.”

Buttlicker immediately took comfort in my affection, as I rarely give her any.

“I know you’re trying to be the best Buttlicker you can be.”

I led Buttlicker over to a cabinet, and pulled out a pink dress that was her size, as well as some matching pink heels. She put it on hesitantly, having not worn clothes in some time. Poor Buttlicker was actually studying Fashion Design in her old life, so a life without clothes had definitely been an adjustment for her.

After she was all dressed up in her dress, I led Buttlicker over to a dining room table I had installed in the basement last night. I instructed her to sit down, and I pulled the chair out for her like a gentleman. As one final step I handcuffed her pretty delicate wrists behind her, and cuffed her permanent ankle shackles to bolts set in the chair.

On the table were two plates, both hidden by silver platter covers.

I opened mine first, revealing a filet mignon.

Buttlicker’s eyes went wide; I assumed the dumb cunt thought she’d be getting the same treatment.

I lifted the second platter to reveal my fun surprise. I had actually tied Lacey upside down under the table, resting on a stool so only her big white butt stuck out from a hole I had cut in the table. Inside her asshole was a large scoop of icecream with whipped cream.

“Oh sorry, Buttlicker. You didn’t think youd be eating from a plate did you?”

“Oh no, of course not master!”

“Good, now dig in.”

As I began cutting into my steak, Buttlicker stuck her stupid face into Lacey’s plump ass, making a mess devouring the icecream.

“You know Buttlicker, you should really learn some manners,” I said mockingly. “That’s no way a lady should eat.”

Buttlicker raised her face up from the slave’s ass and apologized, ice cream running down her face “Yes master i’m sorry.”

“Buttlicker, you’ve been here with me for a year now to this date. You’ve gotten to lick a lot of delicious ass and spent a considerable amount of time with your face between comfy warm buttcheeks. All the while my other girls get raped constantly like or starved like Fuckstick. You’d consider yourself privileged, wouldn’t you Buttlicker?”

“Oh yes master! You’re so generous to allow me the privilege of spending my life with my tongue up an asshole!” Buttlicker exclaimed with fake excitement.

I knew that Buttlicker had, besides maybe Fuckstick, the worst role in my harem. Lacey and Mindy, just normal sex slaves, got their fair share of rape and the occasional beating, but got to eat normal meals and sleep in a normal bed, unchained, in a proper cell. They were occasionally allowed certain hobbies and freedoms like knitting, watching TV, or swimming in my pool outside. Lacey had been with me so long I even allowed her to walk freely around the dungeon at night to tend to the other girls and feed them while I was gone.

Buttlicker was not allowed any of these privileges. Her entire life was spent in ass. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.

“Good, I know. I’m very kind to you, Buttlicker. I’m deciding how much longer to keep you as my Buttlicker before I decide upon a new station in life for you. I am building another cell and am deciding if you or Fuckstick should move in. Or maybe I find a new girl for it. What do you think, my little ass-licking cunt?”

The 19-year old hesitated, thinking about what to say, but popped her head up again and said

“Master..ummm….maybe another 6 months, sir? I promise I can please you so well if you’d let me be a rapeslave for you, sir! I have other talents besides licking ass.”

I knew she wanted out now, but if she had said 3 months or something low, I would’ve just given her a year or two.

“Hmm 6 months sounds fair. How about we round up to 8 months, when you turn 20.”

“That sounds wonderful, master.”

We both finished our meals while a handcuffed and rope-bound Fuckstick sucked my cock from underneath the table. She was doing an excellent job so i threw her some scraps to eat off the floor later.

After eating my last bite, I just sat at the table, watching a beautiful handcuffed 19 year old eat out of the asshole of an unwilling slave’s rope-tied ass, all the while a cute starving blonde sucked my cock desperately to earn her meal for the day. The beautiful cruelty of the whole situation made my cock stiffen immensely. I reached over and harshly shoved Buttlicker’s face deeper into Lacey’s ass as I pushed Fuckstick deeper into my cock.

“Choke on her ass, you butt-licking cunt” I yelled, cutting off Buttlicker’s air supply completely.

After a minute or two, I began to see Buttlicker flail around from lack of air at the same time I felt Fuckstick try to pull herself off my cock to take a breath. As the two asphyxiated girls suffered by my hand, I came - spraying my seed deep into the choking blonde’s mouth.

After dinner, I had Buttlicker lick all 3 of our asses clean, before bringing her back to Mindy’s cell and strapping her back in where she belonged.

I reached down to the ass-choked slave and whispered “You did such a good job today licking ass, slave. I’m not sure you’re done being my Buttlicker just yet. Let’s round that 8 months up to 3 years, and then we’ll reevaluate.”

I gave both slaves a hard smack on their plump white asses, as Buttlicker began sobbing into Mindy’s ass.

I shut the cell door and walked out of the basement dungeon. Cock properly sucked, ass properly cleaned, and whores properly miserable - there was no better feeling in the world.