My Master always have a demeaning plan for me when we had our “date” weekend. This past weekend was no different. He decided I would be treated like the trophy side of meat I am. Not as I expected to be treated. Not at all. I was use to being showered with gifts and lots of great words about me. I was used to being adored and worshiped. That was all before I met Master and was hypnotized into consenting to be his property. To be his sex slave and allowed to be used however he wished on one weekend every three months. That was last weekend. I was forced to ride bitch on a motorcycle without panties on and a short slut shop skirt. I wasn’t even allowed to wear a bra. I had to wear a cheap whore leather halter and was road around town feeling like a skank trash slut. I didn’t know what was going to be expected until we road up to a Roadhouse in the middle of nowhere. This Master led me in by a collar and chain. I was applauded and cat called at before I was left for the greasy biker vultures to get their hands on me and fat pricks in me. I was fucked raw that night.
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