Apoorva's Dog Journal

This is a continuation of my journey into being a femdom slave.   While I am cleaning the stains in her toilet bowl with a brush, all I can think of is which option I would choose.  Option 1 is a big no; I cannot let anyone know about this. Option 3 is equally risky, as my parents may ask, Where is all your money going? The only possible options for me are Option 2, and I am sure that is exactly what Apoorva wants me to choose. I completed the toilet cleaning, task and went near the toilet door. I saw both of them lying on the bed in a blanket, and I realized that both of them were semi-naked/fully naked, where she was lying on top of him and relaxing. But the blanket is covering their whole body; hence, I cannot see anything.  "I choose Option 2, Apoorva. I will pay 70% of the salary every month and be your slave." I mumbled. "Good dog, now put on the pants where we peed on and get out of this flat," Apoorva ordered. I took the piss-soaked pants and wore them and w...

This is a continuation of my journey into being a femdom slave.   I put my head deep inside their toilet bowl; it smelled so bad, and there were lots of brown stains of shit all over the toilet bowl.  "Stay like that till I say so, you fucker," Apoorva said, and she reached into my pocket and took my wallet. "Let us take all your money from your wallet while you fucking sniff our shit and piss," Apoorva said.  "Please, I need some money to go back home," I pleaded while I was breathing in the smell of their disgusting toilet bowl. "You walk back like a dog or beg in the street for a lift; we don't fucking care," he said. "You will call him Sir from now on and call me Apoorva Mam! You pig," she said. "Sure, Apoorva mam, I feel like vomiting. Can I please keep my head out of this?" I begged. "Beg more!" She demanded "Please, I beg you, Apoorva mam, please let me put my head away from this toilet bowl. I can no...

This is a continuation of my journey into being a femdom slave. It took me some time to realize the position I am in. I looked at the mess in the hall; there was leftover pizza on the floor and lots of trash; it smelled so bad. I started picking them up one by one and started putting them into the dustbin. I felt so horny that I just wanted to jerk off smelling all her trash, which I have no idea why I am having these bad thoughts, so I continued the cleaning, mopped the floor, and made sure there was not a spot of dirt. also arranged everything properly. Her hall is neat and clean now, but my dress is now having most of the dirt. I ignored it as I felt so happy and horny doing this. Then I opened the bedroom. I felt like I wanted to smell her panties; hence, I ran to the wardrobe quickly before they came, but only to find it was locked and I could not find the key anywhere. I went near their laundry, which was in the balcony with the washing machine. Found a black underwear and star...

  This is a continuation of my journey into being a femdom slave. Days passed, and I became more and more obsessed with thinking about her and all the pleasures she will be having with her new boyfriend. That is when I started looking online at why I am like that, and then I found the place I was meant to be— FEMDOM . I started reading about what is femdom, curious if it is a mental issue, etc. Later, I found that because I am a submissive, I am liking this. I started watching femdom videos of girls humiliating and making me do degrading things for them; it started with jerk-off videos. But later I fell into the trap of being denied state, which I found to be more addictive than the jerk-off videos. Hence, I started with edging; later, I started watching videos where girls did not allow me to touch at all, which made me even more addicted than those edging videos. That being unable to touch my cock like a ...

  Apoorva was my ex girlfriend who dumped me for another guy while I was in college. We just started dating but were never intimate she never opened up to me, rather only used me for hurting and for emotional and physical support. One day she stopped talking all of sudden, I literally begged a lot in her chats like a dog like "Please don't avoid me " "please Apoorva" etc She then told this is not working out and she already have another boyfriend for sometime. I felt a sudden anger and sadness During the initial days of this incident I have cried a lot . I started seeing her with him , I somehow kept my head down like a dog. I was a coward. Even once we were dating I remember once she asked me why do always bend down your head while walking and that memory suddenly came to my mind, What did she mean ? Did she mean I am a submissive or something ? It is just my body habit and has nothing to do with me is what I th...