this slut walked to her Master’s door afraid and exhilarated on the lesson she would learn today. she had hoped she would please him properly and that He wouldn’t be too angry with her or cause her too much pain. But she knew she was His and whatever He chose to do was what would be done. this slut couldn’t bare to lose her Master. she had almost lost Him once when He had come home early and caught His slut pleasuring His cunt without His approval.
her Master opened the door and watched as she removed the trench coat He had instructed her to wear over at all times. her Master even made his slut leave work with the trench coat on and nothing beneath it, but either a torture device or the collar. When this slut saw her Master her eyes met the ground and so did her knees and hands.
her Master stood aside and ordered her to come in and stop by the glass coffee table. Once His slut was inside and the door was bolted and locked His slut spread her legs and lowered her head to the carpeted floor awaiting inspection.
“Stand up, slut. your cunt deserves no attention today. I saw you as you crossed the street. Looking at the men wondering if they would fuck my cunt if they knew how bare and wet it was.” this slut stood up and placed her hands behind her back looking downward knowing in her heart she was wet and wondered the same very thing her Master was accusing her of, but how did He know.
He reached behind Himself and behind Him on the shelf was nipple clamps. He looked at his slut and saw her cunt moist between her legs. He smiled and attached one clamp to the left and one to the right.
“slut, I want your arms behind your head and your back arched.” The chain that attached the clamps hit up against this sluts abdomen and her Master pulled hard on the chain and she followed Him to His spare room. Hanging from the ceiling was a spreader bar with cuffs attached.
“Get in the middle of the room, whore!” this slut walked obediently to the middle of the room and awaited your instructions. “Hang on tight, whore. Spread those legs as well. W/we can’t have you manipulating yourself like last time. Can we?” this slut remained silent not knowing for sure if her Master wanted her to speak. “slut, answer Me!”
“No, Master.”
“That’s right.” her Master said as He began to tie her legs apart to the floor below her. this slut had seen a candle lit as T/they walked into the room. her Master walked near it but came back with a couple of weights. He attached one and then another watching His cunt’s face as He did so. He heard her moaning and grabbed His Cat-o-Nine Tails from the wall and hit her breasts with it.
“Did I tell you that you could moan, slut?”
“No, Master.” this slut whispered and you hit this cunts breasts again.
“Speak up, slut.”
“No, Master. You did not tell this slut that she could moan.”
“Exactly because you are mine, slut. I tell you what to do and how.” her Master looked at her
and sighed. “slut, I saw you stare at ten men outside. So I will double that and you will get twenty blows on each breast. What other tortures I will do to you will be the same as well.” her Master watched His slut’s eyes and pulled her chin upward. “Understand, slut?”