1. How i became a real cake for master's birthday


    Date: 10/25/2017, Categories: BDSM, Author: Baholo, Source: LushStories

    This story is the real account of what happened on my birthday written by my pet. I had received an instruction on Thursday evening to prepare myself to visit Sir on Saturday for his birthday. He had told me what to pack and not to forget my butt plug on Saturday or I would be punished. I made it a point to pack my travel back on Friday night before going to bed. Saturday morning came and I was woken up by a phone call from Sir instructing me to insert the butt plug in before I left. I arrived by mid day and he was still busy as he was on call. He loves work with all of his being. Even on his birthday he was still working until 4pm. Finally we arrived at this beautiful hotel and as always my insecurities creped in. From the parking till the room I kept on asking myself; am I dressed well enough to get here with him? It surely cost him a fortune from the art on the walls and the kind of furniture. Wait a minute; what exactly am I here for? First thing I was told when we walked into the room was to take off my clothes. I thought that was an invitation to take a nice warm bath with him. Hmm, he's not the type; back to business. He took few pictures with different items in different possessions. My bladder was full and I wanted to bathe before the next unknown agenda but I was denied all of that. As expected, he took the butt plug out and slightly opened me using the plug and his fingers. A great massage but not when my bladder is full. He put a mask on my face, leather collar ...
    on my neck, cuffed my hands behind and made me look at myself in the mirror. His phone rang. I don’t know who was on the other end, but I heard him giving whoever that was, a room number; somehow I thought it was his personal call. Returning from the window he looked at me and said, “This is how you are going to be when our guest arrives." Ok, I thought that was a joke, but when he left me alone in the bathroom to rearrange the room I knew something was up. Who was that? How many were there? What is expected from me? And why wasn’t I told about this? I was not scared but the knock on the door almost killed me. I was told to remain were I was until I was given further instructions. “This man is crazy. We talked about things like this and it's fun, but inviting someone for real is insane. I mean he knows how I feel about sharing and I know it’s his birthday but this... I’m not doing.” I was freaking out, numb and ready to say, “Look, I was just joking, unfasten me and I’ll find my way back home." Suddenly the door opened and my heart exploded. I bowed my head and noticed that 2 men were standing in front of me. I recognized one pair of shoes and the other unknown; so was his voice and perfume. I don’t know what they were saying but I was sweating and he said, “Hello." Without looking I said, “Hello.” I made sure that my eyes were closed to keep me from running away. When they walked me back to the bedroom I got gleams of him. Not that tall, skinny and of course with a face mask. ...
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