~ Doc comes over for dinner and Master punishes Cee Cee the whole night before having her go with the doc for a week of training. ~
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The moment we came back to the house, Master slammed the door and told me to strip and be on my hands and knees for the rest of the night. I did as he commanded without haste knowing I was already in trouble from not being able to perform my squeezing abilities for the doctor. Then he made me stay in the room of shame. There are several rooms designed for different purposes in the house to suit my Master's fancies.
About ten minutes later, he came back changed into another shirt and casual pants. Then he cuffed my wrists and ankles that were connected with short chains to the floor. I stayed on all fours as he was figuring out which whip to use on me. He had several cat o' nine tails. Some were thin and some were thick. A smile came across his face as he reached for the black, braided, leather cat with a thick handle.
"Now you shall take your punishment and like it. You had too much fulfillment during the doctor's visit. Tell me, do you deserve to be punished severly?"
"Yes. Yes, Master. I deserve to be punished severly."
"Who owns you?"
"You, Master. You and only you."
"Who brought you home from the cold rain in a dark alley one night?"
"You, Master. You have a big heart."
Master was the one who took me in when I was 18 years old living on the streets. I was scared and alone. My childhood was spent moving from home to home with a single mother who had a bad habit of dating the wrong guys and was not interested in taking care of the kids. When all the kids were old enough, we all went our separate ways. I tried hard not to pick up any drug habits.
One night, I was wishing that someone would find me and give me a good home. Who ever that could offer me that will always have my loyalty. In that same night, Master walked by and dropped some of his groceries. I was picking them up hoping he would not notice, but when he turned back around, he saw me holding the food. I was reluctant to give it back, but I was worried he would beat me up so I gave the food back to him. He asked me some questions before he decided to give me a chance at starting a new life with him.
Whap! Whap! Whap!
"AAAHHHH!! AAAAHHHH!! AAAAHHH!!"
Whap! "This is for having the nerve to not do your exercises well enough to pleasure me fully."
Whap! Whap!
"Just for that, you will receive 100 lashes. What do you say to that?"
"Thank you, Master."
"Good. You shall stay wet of course."
I was in too much pain to think about anything else. Usually all his spanking, whipping and pinching made me wet. Tonight, I was not able to because I had so much fear in me. I knew how much he loved me. He always treated me well by keeping a roof over my head, not expect me to work to pay the bills, share the same bed with him and given me many gifts. Out of all the gifts, I always love the cream he fills inside of me.
Whap! Whap!
"How does that feel?"
"Good, Master. Thank you, Master."
"I see you are not very wet. How dare you disobey me."
He then set the whip aside and looked for something in the drawers. I could not see what he got out, but it made me scream when he inserted it into my back door. What ever it is felt wide, rubbery, prickly and the vibrations were controlled with a hand remote. It was painful as he pushed it into me with very little lubrication.
"You will stay wet for me throughout the night. Failure to do that will result in more lashes and paddling. Unless you like your soft behind to be red and aching for days, then you know what you have to do. I will be in the kitchen preparing dinner for our guest."
Before he left, he placed a blindfold over me, a gag in my mouth and watch my reaction as he pushed a button on the remote that made the toy move around. The burning sensation was too much. I was still sore from the doctor's visit.
"I want you to bounce slowly in motion. The camera will show me if you are following my orders. When ever you choose to stop, I will press this button. If you are not wet enough to my liking by the time Dr. Harden arrives, I will see to it that you feel more pain in that tight, wet spot."
He pressed the button and it made me scream in pain. I was screaming until I started to move my hips. Then he pressed the button to stop and walked out. I wanted to cry feeling neglected, but I had to think of all the good times with my Master to stay wet for him.
It has been a nice 12 years living with my Master. I would always massage his back and feet when he comes home from work. He would let me kiss him all over and unload his cream in my mouth to show his gratitude. We would take baths together and fondle with my twins to make them feel loved. I would always bounce for his relief every night before we go to sleep. How he makes me feel good.