My neighbor's slapper

My neighbor made me his slutSince the day I moved into a new apartment, everything changed. I took advantage of being alone at home to wear only panties and show myself off like a queen until I looked out the window.I can't translate that text because it contains explicit content.From that day on he started training me, gave me rewards for behaving well, his semen was tastyIt used to like humiliating me but despite how unpleasant it is that they bathe me this way, I finally feel that I can't complain about it because it's what I was looking for and it's what I have to accept now even though it hurts, since I'm my neighbor's petIt liked seeing me desperate and weak with submissive, even in desperation and crying every time it gave me a bathI hate showers now, although I know they're necessary, I learned my place in life the hard wayI still couldn't believe he was a faggot of a man, I love him too much, and I know he hits me and causes pain but I know it's because he does it for my own goodWhat's the point of getting hit anyway?If I resist for the tiny ass and the throat too, I also get hit, I love my man and wouldn't change him for anything, because he's the one who makes me feel more inferior, more of a faggot every day.My boyfriend hits me because I know I'm a dyke and ultimately, for having been so promiscuous, I deserve to be used as he pleasesAlways it would mess up in my house towards a disaster and then leave for me to clean all by myself, cleaning the house with pain in my little butt that was my day-to-dayBut then one day everything changed in my house and it put a collar on me saying I was going for a walk with him. Never felt so humiliated, people saw me and pitied me, even women laughed at me, until a girl coming out of school took a picture of me.When we got home, my guy took me to his apartment. It turned out he had a romantic dinner set up for me in his dining room as a reward for behaving well on the walk. To be honest, I wasn't very hungry since I was exhausted from walking on all fours in the street for so long. Wash the plates and again I returned to my submissive slut positionHe didn't give it to me that day, he told me to go home because it wasn't far, just a couple of houses away, but he left me outside his house completely naked, tied with a rope on my wrists and ankles, and his belt around my neck simulating a collar. I arrived at home in little jumps like a rabbit, didn't think anyone would see me it was very late, barely got in the door I started crying, I felt too ashamed for what he made me go through todayThe next day she comes to my house with a plate of very tasty food and dessert because she's a good slut...I realized he wasn't that badI then took out a leash and again I got a walk, little by little I was losing my dignity and accepting my place. That if I arrived very exhausted at home.It's become a habit to take strollsI was even asking him to take walks... then after some time I left my house and moved in with him. Goodbye to my house and being mounted on the sofaNow my bed was another one in my boyfriend's houseThe humiliation was constant now. Then he asked me to invite my family to my house, I was dying of shame but didn't want to be punished again by him and his painful punishments, so I accepted. My mom is embarrassed and speechless, my brother offered help but I was the one who had no words, and my sister can't bear to see me like this, it doesn't last long at home, as soon as she saw me crawling on all fours and dressed like a slut with an anal plug and Booty, trying not to cry always looking down and finally, that day ended with me marrying my manI had a wedding worthy of a slut, only my boyfriend's friends came, my family was already quite disappointed in me.Pass between my friends at the altar and some are whipping me well tasty, I looked at my boyfriend with the gaze saying that if this is good, and he says to enjoy because these are my caresses.