I have now become transformed into the stereotype of the sleaziest, trashiest, sluttiest female slut one could even fantasize, and I am being aggressi...ely pimped out for free by my Mistress to any who want to use, abuse, humiliate, and degrade me. So far all of the takers have been men, predictably enough, and the only sex I have had for months going on into years has been with men, all of them total strangers who, by arrangement with Mistress, drop by my house to have their way with me —. .. i had been lured in by a sexy passable shemale and used... it was great.I could still feel the red marks on my ass from where she had been spanking me the night before.... It was fairly early when I awoke.. hands still bound behind my back, wig and make up still on, dressed in a tight silky fish tail dress that had been torn open from behind in the heat of the moment. I looked around and saw her there. Leaning on the door starting at me. A loose short black dressing gown completing her. The light never failed to catch it and to bedazzle all who basked in the shimmering presence of it and by the spectacular sparkle of it. Such an unearthly gemstone must have surely fallen from Heaven. When the light caught hold of it and illuminated it, you could not look away from it. The splendor of it held you prisoner to its energy. Some saw beauty, others saw strength, and still others saw knowledge. As if shooting out tiny angelic Tinkerbells, the diamond sent shimmering rainbows of color. Bucking, using my toes, searching for leverage. I try to flip. I need to flip. I want to please him.That inner part of me never quitting. I want his anger to be appeased. I want him to be satisfied. I want him to be pleased with me again. Grunting and panting, I try helplessly to flip. A few things thud as they are placed down next to me. His shin pressing down on my chest. Forcing more air out of my lungs. His weight heavy on me.“You pathetic bitchy little cunt. You can’t follow a single.