Last Night, My whining little slut was complaining I haven't beat her lately and she needs a good cry. Well hell I felt obligated to help then I love seeing her cry.
The shame is lately she has been seeing her slave boy more and he was over in my way. When I started setting up I told him I was getting ready to beat his owner My bitch and reminded her of her real place.
The poor boy retreated and ran to the store to get my slave snacks and drinks, he must have known it was going to be a long night. I laid out a ton of gear in the dungeon. 3 floggers one was rubber capable of leaving the most beautiful welts, rope braided for beating, a baton, a bat, a dragons tongue, hammer and machete lastly weighted punching glove.
I have been craving to take a round out of her for a while in case you didn't know. I locked a ring to the ceiling mount so she would stay up no matter how hard I hit and then went had some juice,while I waiting for her. As she walked in the door she gave her boy a hug and kiss, then pushed him a way to take her things. I walked over and frenched her and felt her up, telling her to get her ass ready.
Her boy tidied the house as we went down. As she got ready loud industrial music and a under-bust to protect her back piercings I stretched and got ready. I then fastened her to the ring and put nipple clamps on her with weights so as the beating went on it would pull and rip at her nipples.