I am one of several slaves my Mistress Marisa keeps in her household. I am completely owned as are the other slaves that serve her. These episodes are written with her permission. It is my, our story...
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"What were you thinking, baby doll?"
Bending forward as you sit on the stool behind me, you run your index finger up over my balls.
I wince, yelp. I am swollen from the ball restraint you have me in. Two thin boards that lock around my balls pulling them back and out away from me from behind, thin boards that lay across the backs of my legs just under my upturned butt. I am in a humbler. I quiver, butt held as still as I can for you.
"When he pee'd in your face and you looked up at me did you think I'd stop him? Did you think I'd come to your aid? He's my lover. I love him, would never get in the way of anything he does or does not do with a bitch like you. You should know better. You belong to us. We can do with you as we please. It was very disrespectful of you to not focus on him. Indeed. He told you to look at him! You didn't, not after he started to pee on you. You looked to me! Disrespectful little whore! You turned your dirty little face away from him! You knew what he expected of you. He expected you to look up at him, he wanted to piss in your face! Did you think I'd stop him?!? You should be grateful he was even paying attention to you. Fucking stupid bitch!"
You are shouting, anger filled voice.
You flick very hard with your index finger off of your thumb against my right ball. I scream out, can't help myself. I know better than to answer until told to speak but can't hold back the reflex crying out from the pain. You ignore me. Standing, you look down at me.
