Daddy's Little Whore: Master and His Slave Girl Heather

by Steven Seven

Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft, Mind Control, Slavery, Heterosexual, Fiction, Incest, Father, Daughter, DomSub, MaleDom, Humiliation, Harem, Anal Sex, Analingus, First, Flatulence, Oral Sex, Scatology, Water Sports, Small Breasts, Caution, .

Desc: Erotica Sex Story: "Daddy's Little Whore: Master and His slave girl Heather" is a sketch rather than a story, because it sketches out the Master/slave relationship without having any plot or character development. I originally wrote the first version of this piece a long time ago when I was developing the concepts for the MASTER'S WORLD Universe and my primary serial in it, "Welcome to My World." It is similar to "A Girl Named Blowjob", which is set in the same Universe.

CAUTION!

This is a story of extreme Male Dominance and utter female submission. The sex is down and dirty.

LOTS OF SCAT! If shit and piss are a complete turn-off for you, then stop reading right now.

Reader reaction to my previous erotic fiction would suggest that only a minority of readers will enjoy this type of story. Consider yourself forewarned.

PREFACE

This story is written in the same universe/world, and in the same spirit, as the series that began with “A Girl Named Blowjob”. It takes place in THE MASTER’S WORLD UNIVERSE. The nature of that universe is described most fully in my serial/book “WELCOME TO MY WORLD”.

Here is a brief description of how THE MASTER’S WORLD UNIVERSE operates:

The Master, a man with futuristic, hyper-tech powers, including the ability to read minds and to exert absolute mind control over others, possesses a hidden planet in another dimension that has been customized into his personal paradise. He is Master of everything and everyone there. The Master populates his World with two types of female sex slaves. The first type is ordinary women from earth. The second type is genetically engineered women he creates himself. From earth, the Master kidnaps and enslaves large numbers of beautiful women and teenaged girls. He brainwashes and reprograms them into ideal sex slaves who perfectly match his personal desires. He makes them want what he wants them to want. The women he synthesizes himself using genetic engineering and biotechnology are pre-programmed from the start to the Master’s exacting specifications. This is a story about one of the girls synthesized by the Master.


MASTER OF MY WORLD

I am the Master. I am the Owner and absolute Master of this planet, and of everyone in it. The entire population of My World consists of me and my many female sex slaves. Robots and other automation do all the work. My female sex slaves only do women’s work. For them, every job is a blowjob.

Her name was Heather. That’s the name I assigned to her when she was still a blastula in the exo-womb, gestating and gradually being programmed with the predilections, preferences, desires, drives, personality, skills, knowledge and implanted memories that would allow her to emerge when the time was right as a fully-formed girl equivalent in almost every way to a normal girl 14-years of age.

But she was not normal. Heather was better than normal. She was designed, biologically built, and behaviorally programmed to be my perfect sex slave. She wanted what I wanted her to want. Heather would think, feel, say and do everything I wanted her to. She was locked into an iron-clad orientation toward me as her Owner and Master. Towards me she felt unique love, worship and adoration.

I was like a god to Heather. Her version of prayer was not some conventional pious intonation, but fervent and sincere begging. Her prayer was to beg me to use her. To abuse her. To treat her like the lowest whore on earth. To sodomize her. And then to shove my shit-covered cock down her throat so she could suck me clean. She begged me to cum in her mouth. And to piss in her mouth. And to shit in her mouth. So that her mouth would get used like a cunt, and like a cock-cleaner, and like a toilet bowl. She begged me to do all of this. And after I did it, Heather thanked me with the deepest and most profound gratitude.

Heather loved me without bounds.

She begged me to use and abuse her without limits.

And I did.

I controlled her orgasms. I could make Heather cum by shoving my dick down her throat. Or up her ass. I could give her pleasure and turn her on erotically by pissing down her throat. Or by shitting in her mouth and making her eat it. I could even make her cum by simply sucking and biting her nipples. Or by doing nothing more than fingering her butthole. Or simply by mentally willing her to orgasm.

Since Heather loved me completely, and was internally compelled to feel gratitude for whatever I did to her, and for whatever demeaning names I called her, it was child’s play for me to gratify her. There were days when I was too busy with my other bitches than to do anything more than to let her lick my anus clean after I had taken a shit, and she still thanked me prodigiously, treating that degrading act like it was a gift from the gods.

When you see her, you may think that she does not look 14. I don’t care. I don’t care how old Heather is. I want her and I use her. And that’s that.


WHAT IS A WHORE?

In my world, the word “whore” does not mean what it does on earth. On earth it means “prostitute”, which is a woman or girl who performs sex acts for money. In my word, “whore” means woman or girl. Period. Because they all have sex with me by my command, they all function like prostitutes or whores, but they do not do it for money. They do it because I own them and can make them do anything I like.

Every woman and girl in my world is my personal property. They are all my slaves. They are all known by whatever names I give them. So I declare that they are all whores. Don’t get me wrong. I still intend the word “whore” to be demeaning and degrading. But almost everything I say and do to my women is demeaning and degrading. It all fits. It’s all of a piece. My women and girls and I are the only inhabitants of my world. The only prostitution in the traditional sense that takes place is when I use any of my women and girls as lesbian whores. There are no actual, full-time lesbians on my world. My females are bi-sexual, but primarily heterosexually oriented. They are about 98% hetero and 2% lesbian. But I insist that the women and girls sometimes have lesbian sex with one another, because I want them to. They find it about as pleasurable as a good yawn. As they should. But I insist that they do it because I am in control and it pleases me to make them do things like this sometimes.


A GIRL’S MOUTH IS MY TOILET

I never use regular toilet bowls. I only shit and piss into the mouths of women and girls, and sometimes onto their tits and faces. Mostly I want them to eat and drink my waste products, so their mouths are the most convenient depositories for my waste matter. These bitches are so handy: I always have one or more women and girls with me or within a few paces, so I can take a leak or a dump anywhere, anytime.

Of course, my women and girls beg me to use them as my urinals and toilet bowls. They compete with one another in begging contests to see who can beg most movingly to be degraded in this way. If I don’t care to take the time for a begging contest, I just grab the nearest bitch by the hair, strip her if she is not already naked, and relieve myself in her mouth. She drinks my urine and eats my feces with gusto and gratitude. Bitches get so worked up in awe and gratitude for having been used this way that I sometimes have to shove my dick down their throats just so shut them up!


HEATHER: THE LITTLE GIRL WHORE

I took Heather on her 14th birthday. I enslaved her, sexually used and abused her, as her introduction to the blowjob-buttfuck-blowjob lifestyle. I came in her mouth. I pissed down her throat. I took a shit in her mouth. She was frightened, pained, degraded, delighted, orgasmic, and infinitely grateful. Heather begged me to use and abuse her for the rest of her life. She told me that her only purpose in life was to please me, to make me happy. That’s when I adopted her. As my adopted daughter, Heather could call me Daddy and we could enjoy our pseudo-incestuous Master/slave relationship.

I have complete knowledge of the thoughts, feelings, perceptions, bodily sensations, speech, and actions of all my bitches, whether they are in my physical presence or not. I can also subtly influence them without their knowledge, and even puppet them without their recognizing that they did not act voluntarily.

Next I will show what this little bitch thinks and feels when I am using her. This information will prove to be very instructive. You will hear from Heather in her own words. After that, you will read my thoughts labeled as MASTER’S COMMENT.


FROM THE BITCH’S POINT OF VIEW: HEATHER SPEAKS

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