I still remember the day it all began. Standing in front of a room of wide-eyed, eager young women, I knew my calling. To guide them in the sacred arts of sexual hedonism and pleasure. To mold them into the ultimate sexual beings, ready to please any man who desired them.

It started slow, with private lessons. Girls of all ages would come to my chambers, seeking instruction and training. I taught them the finer points of oral technique. How to take it deep, to worship a man’s cock with their mouths and throats. Some gagged and choked, but I endured their retching and tears. They had to learn to please, to be empty vessels for male delight.

Next came vaginal penetration. I had them practice with dildos and thick vibrators, working up to massive ones. Stretching their tight cunts to accommodate any girth. They shrieked and bled as I fucked them open, breaking in their pussies. But they healed and adapted, their holes widening to engulf any shaft.

The most challenging was anal training. I had them start with small anal beads and butt plugs. Gradually increasing the size as their assholes learned to relax and clench. They screamed in agony and ecstasy as I stretched and molded their sphincters. By the end, they could take any cock up their asses. Deeper and deeper I pushed, ruining their backsides for anything but massive anal pounding.

Submission and domination was key. I trained them to be obedient little fucktoys. To present their holes to be used as men demanded. To crave having their cunts and asses violated daily. They learned to beg for dick and eat pussy and ass on command. On their knees, faces buried in hairy pussies and puckered anuses, sucking and slurping. Tongues licking and teasing, bringing women to screaming orgasms. A writhing mess of slick, wriggling bodies.

I had them keep detailed journals of their orgasms. Five daily, no matter what. Rubbing their clits and slamming their pussies with toys. Edging and denying until they were mindless fuck-dolls, desperate to cum. Only I could give them release. Their pussies were mine to control.

After months of intensive conditioning, my girls were ready. Mindless pussycats, hungering for cock and cunt. Eager to please as they were used. I arranged a final orgiastic ritual, inviting a pack of men. My flowers were fucked, sucked and eaten in a sweaty, grunting heap. Their holes violated by one dick after another. Pounded and pumped full of cum. Assholes gaped, throats bulging, cunts sloppy and dripping. Mouths and pussies fucked from both ends, used as gaping fuck-holes.

I watched with pride as they writhed and moaned. Losing all sense of self, existing only to be abused. Violated bodies bouncing and cumming on cocks. Twelve hours of non-stop hedonism. By the end, they were ruined, fuck-drunk husks. Mindless pussy masturbators, only seeking more. They would be legendary sex-toys, my legacy.

I was their priestess, the one who gave them purpose. Molded them into objects of pleasure. Forever my girls, and my gift to the world. The most eager, obedient cock-worship cunts imaginable. Ready to be used as men demanded, their holes never empty. The art of pleasure lived on through them. And I knew I had done my sacred work well.

Love & Kisses! – Serenity

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