Ally's Letter to Jack Pt. 07

Dear Jack,

I found my 'employee of the month' photo today with me smiling in my power suite looking every inch what I was; a successful career woman and mother.

And then I looked in the mirror at what you are creating; Anal Ally the ruined fuck puppet. I look so ridiculous with my hair immaculately bleached and styled and my nails all professionally manicured but with my face so baggy and lined through lack of sleep.

I'll just start at the top and work down; I've not been out of the house for a week so my collar has stayed on. Sam decided to tighten it for today because she likes to see my 'balloony dumb face'. So my face was kind of bloated and baggy.

The tattoo of 'CUM DUMP' across my breasts has healed now but both my nipples are red and swollen from the nipple stretching Sam began last week.

Even after only a week I think my breasts are sagging a bit and my nipples feel distended and sore. Sam is having me wear the clamps and weights for at least 4 hours a day.

My belly seems a bit flabbier and floppier since my diet changed to only fast food burgers, and gauging by my hips and ass I've definitely weight gained. I know it sounds silly but I worry how I'm going to look for Carl and my ex-husband. I mean how can I be a good fuck puppet if no-one finds me attractive? I know you'll have the answers Jack, I'm just too tired and dumb to work it out right now.

Below my sagging belly there's my sewed up pussy, shaved as always. It takes so much longer to shave it having to go around the wires but it is better than wearing the belt. The holes have all healed now and it actually looks quite pretty. Knowing I will never feel a cock inside me again is a strange idea to get used to, but knowing I can only offer men my ass or mouth makes me so much more of a fuck puppet for you that sometimes I get so aroused that I even leak through the wires.

The worst bit is my bladder. Sam's sewn me up so tightly that I can't even force my pee out. I just have to let it drip out as it comes. It means I'm always dribbling pee down my leg but worse my bladder constantly aches from the pressure of being full. I think my swollen bladder's also making my belly look so distended.

I've worked hard to adapt my fluid intake to minimize the pressure on my bladder and that works most of the time, except when Sam makes me drink a pint of water, just to watch me suffer.

But like I said, I like being sewn up overall, because it makes me such a better fuck puppet for you and I can still edge if I press really hard.

My thighs just look a little pudgy, but my knees are swollen to twice their size because of the stone in the bathroom and all the crawling I am doing.

When I turn round there's the 'ANAL ALLY' tattoo on the small of my back and if I bend over I can gape my ass 5 inches without even trying.

Overall Jack, I hope I make you proud. I've given my everything to be our ruined fuck puppet, knowing you'll just cast be aside. Thank you my Master for honoring me with this transformation and giving me a purpose in life.

To visit my ex-husband I loaned a bikini top off Sam for 20 strokes of the cane and wore my silly pleated mini-skirt. It's the only clothing Sam allows me for free.

Because I have no money I had to walk all the way across town to Jed's house. Jed just sneered in disgust at my skimpy outfit and said "how's your brother?"

I should have known somebody would've told him about my disgrace, but I was too dumb to realize.

He left the door open for me to follow him and then he just stood, arms folded and looking at me with disdain.

I told Jed I should not have divorced him because he had affairs and I knew now that my role should have been to help him find suitable women to fuck, given he had married so far beneath him.

He just let me go on, smirking, as I explained that I wanted to serve him to make up for the divorce and the scariest bit was when he asked me how I could serve him. Jack, I had virtually nothing to offer; no money, no reputation he could ruin, not even a pussy to use.

It was so humiliating to have to stand and rack my brain for 1 lousy thing I could offer my ex-husband. I mean I'm even losing my looks with so little sleep and all the junk food. In the end all I could think of was my mouth.

When I told him and dropped to my knees to suck Jed's cock, he just pulled away saying he didn't want to catch anything.

In the end I walked all the way across town just to humiliate myself and show my ex-husband how ruined I was. He fisted my ass out of curiosity like a freak show exhibit and admired Sam's sewing up of my pussy, but the only thing he agreed to was to let me do all his household chores.

Walking back to my brother's old house, Jed's rebuke of me made me realize you have taken everything: my money, my credit rating, my looks, my career, my house my reputation with family and colleagues, my body, my health; everything and I am so proud to have offered you my all.

Thank you Jack for this opportunity. I'm edging myself through my sewn up pussy just thinking about it all.

Sam's added a new tattoo every week to my routine and this week she had Ginger tattoo "FAT SLUT" right across my belly.

My new routine is so hectic that I'm actually looking forward to the reprieve of serving Carl in the house I gave to Sam. I'm doing all the household chores for you and Sam, Ron and now Jed. On top of that Sam's got me wearing my nipple weights for at least 4 hours a day plus my 1 hour on my 'pudgy budgie' perch as I stretch my ass and squawk. Then there's just waiting on you and Sam every evening.

All of this is exhausting without being caned so often by Sam and having the constant pain of my swollen bladder.

Sexually you take my ass twice a week and my mouth twice a week. Ron tends to just sit there and let me suck his cock and that's twice a week too. So I'm averaging 4 loads of cum in my mouth and 2 in my ass. I truly am a slut for you Jack.

I still cherish my times with you Jack, and the feel of you inside my ruined ass or choking me with your cock. I exist for those moments, my Master, I truly do.

I'm fearful that I may not have much else to ruin and that the time when I never see you again is drawing near? I know that's silly because if I'm going to lose everything then obviously I've got to lose you, but I just can't imagine how empty my life will be once you've gone.

Sam's really going all out with ruining my body. She's making me drink warm butter every morning for breakfast before my burger and then a full box of chocolates each evening. Yesterday Sam started a smoking regime and I have to smoke 40 cigarettes a day. Always one for any extra humiliation; Sam has me carry the cigarette box in my ass.

They're absolutely gross, but necessary for me to become 'Anal Ally the ruined fuck puppet'.

The e-mail I chose from a random reader was to drink my own pee. It doesn't even seem extreme anymore.

So thank you Jack, my Master, my everything for ruining me. I really hope I have more to offer you to ruin so that I can still have you in my life.

Yours devotedly,

Anal Ally your ruined fuck puppet.