Some more stories from my early slave training, Circa May 2018
"Slaves" Part 3: Implications-by slave girl sara
"Slaves" - Implications
When we had all finished we were ordered to latched on to our Master's cocks.
At 12:30pm we slaves were sent to our bedrooms to warm the beds for our guests. I did not mind who I got as long it was not the young man who had me caned.
My door opened, it was...............I will let you guess who it was and what happened!
On Sunday morning, after all the guests had departed Sir told me I had let him down, very badly, getting the 5 off Daisy for disobedience at his slave evening. He told me that after church I had to wait for him at the end of the corridor. We would also be discussing my suitability of staying in the job of their trainee house slave.
He made me feel wretched and I cried, not because of the hiding I would get, but for letting my Master down and its implications.
Plus the true circumstances of me getting the 5 off Daisy, I was in such a predicament, my mind could not calculate what I should do.
We all met at church a little later that morning and not a word was said about the weekend, not that I was in a mind to chat.
I never spoke on the way home, everything just went over it in my head, why was I so stupid to get Daisy`s cane and incur Sir's displeasure.
I went straight upstairs and undressed and waited for Sir at the end of the corridor, he appeared to take ages.
My nose was running from crying so I popped into the downstairs cloakroom for some loo roll to blow it.
I was like mini seconds, but Sir was waiting for me.
"Looks like you disappointing me is becoming an epidemic sara."
I could not answer for crying.
He bent his left leg slightly and pulled me over it and spanked me. "Something to cry about girl."
Daisy arrived, went past us and into Sir's dungeon.
After my prolonged bottom smacking I was put down and followed Sir in.
Daisy was stood next to the big X structure and we walked towards her. She took my hand and squeezed it as she stood me in front of it.
She took my right arm and lightly fastened my wrist into the harness, then left wrist and both ankles so I took on the shape of the cross.
Sir had to walk in front of the cross to the rack of whips and straps.
I screwed up my eyes, I did not need to know. I soon found out though as the first whip lash hit my back and curled round and hit my nipple end. "Yeoooooowwwwwww"
It was the first of 5, finally it stopped, and Daisy unfastened me, but she turned me round to face Sir and his whip and fastened me in again.
"You will watch every lash sara," as he finished my name I took 5 quick lashes across my tits and nipples, I knew I deserved it and stuck out my tits, but just for the first couple, it hurt so much.
After 5 lashes I was taken down and put in a corner.
I was left to cry, no hugs or cuddles, just me and my tears.
I never took my hands off my head as much as I hurt.
