Master was away on business for two weeks and I have been instructed to keep the house impeccably clean during his absence: this would be subject to a strict inspection on his return and of course there would be consequences for any failings in that regard.
Also to keep me on my toes, he planned three Skype sessions at precisely 7PM on the 4th, 8th and 12th days of his absence.
For the first session I was to be wearing just my underwear and be ready a few minutes before, answer the call on the computer that was in the living room. Soon after I greeted Master online the door bell rang and I went to the door to find a friend of Master whom I had met before and whom I knew to be a strong belt-er. When I went back to the computer to report I was instructed to take off my underwear and kneel in the middle of the living room in the line of the camera, place my face on the floor and wait. For a few minutes after that I was in position and could hear Master and his friend talking, after exchanging pleasantries Master asked his friend to give me three dozen strikes with his belt making move between each set so he could enjoy the show from every angles.
The first set of twelve went rapidly and my back side was burning slightly. Master and friend carried on chatting for a while and he came back to me for the second set, he made me turn around so my ass would be in direct line with the camera and started to deliver the twelve strikes -6 from each side- with full force and I really felt each one landing hard. I knew by then I was bruised and that I would see the effects for the next few days. They went on to talk for a longer while when I was still face to the floor, ass in the air waiting for the final set. It came to soon for the comfort of my backside but at the same time I welcomed it as it meant the end of the ordeal for that day. I was biting my lip at every strike as they landed hard on my already tenderized butts. Just when I thought it was over I heard Master shouting to his friend to give me 6 on the back before putting his belt back on.
Those were excruciating but at least they were few. I was ordered back up and to the camera to show the results to Master who sounded pleased to see my butts black and blue. Before he left Master's friend insisted on giving me a drink and I had to go to the kitchen get a beer glass and hand it to the friend. He proceeded to fill it with his pee and gave it to me to empty. As he was suggesting I showed the glass -half full- to Master before drinking it slowly for the satisfaction of both Master and his friend... he left shortly after and when I came back Master had disconnected, so I switched off the computer. That was a Tuesday, the session lasted just over 45 minutes and I was already thinking of my next session on the following Saturday at 7PM.
Saturday arrived and when I switched on the computer and went on Skype. It was about 6:45PM and Master was not online yet but I found a message from the day before telling me to be ready naked and with a razor on hand as well as a hot chili pepper. Sure enough, when he rang I picked up promptly and greeted him with deference, I had not been shaved for about 6 weeks so there was a lot to take off, which I was ordered to do at once with the strict order to stay in view and expose the spot being shaved to the camera. I started to shave my chest first. I was doing it slowly as I was using a new dry blade. I carried on with my arm pits, then my legs and what he was really waiting for my ass crack. I had to bend down as one can expect and Master liked that. I had to pull my cheeks apart and let the blade do its work gently so I would not cut myself.