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Hanging with my Master

submissive whore breanneMaster called upon me. Demanding I present myself in the nude. So instead of getting dressed I stripped myself of every article of clothing I had on. I had to keep myself some what discrete so I put on a baseball cap to hide my face some what and I walked to my car.

As I begin what is normally an hour long drive to Master’s den I can feel a pool of my wetness beginning to puddle up on my leather drivers seat. I make the haul taking nothing but the main roads instead of the freeway. I must follow his command as I know he has a GPS on my car. It seems as though I get stopped by every light there is. One guy taking full attention and advantage of the view he flashes me his hard cock.

Alas I am at my ready and willing Master’s den. I slowly make my way to his front door as he takes his sweet time opening up for me. Once he does he yanks me by the arm over the threshold slamming the door behind me.

I take notice to the noose like rope dangling from the ceiling. He commands me to lie beneath it as I do. At that moment he begins to wrap my ankles with the rope.
He then hoists me up and leaves me suspended in the air by my ankles. My baseball cap falls to the floor. He shoves a gag rag into my mouth making sure it’s securely in place he grabbed my ass and spun me. I’m now upside down, gagged, and spinning like a freak show ballerina. I love pleasing my master to his content.

I heard the sound of a sharp snap. It was a sound I was all too familiar with. It was~ Whipamina ~. The rule is when I hear the cracks of Whipamina’s voice I must beg for her to kiss my body. “Oh please Whipamina kiss every inch of my tingling body” I muffled through the rag. I knew it was only a matter of time until I felt the sting of his kiss on my slutty little ass. ~Snap~ ~Crack~ another then another. Oh my Master treats me like the bitch princess that I am. I am in such a dizzy spell with blood rushing to my head as I spin around taking all the licks from her.

Apparently I am welted enough to his desire because he call out to me. You filthy little bitch do you need my ointment? Yes, Sir I whimpered through the rag. He fills his hand with as mush precum his hard cock will produce and spreads it over my blistering welts. Instant relief became of my lash marks.

Suddenly I take notice to another piece of rope he grabbed. He beings tying my hands together at the wrists and begins to pull my arms upwards towards my feet. I am now suspended in a hog tie fashion. My head at the perfect height for his fat hard cock. He rips out the gag rag and begins to fuck my throat like never before. Shooting a hot load forcefully down my throat filling my stomach with his massive burning hot load. I can feel it tingle as it slides down the back of my throat. As quick as he came he left the room. Me left helplessly hanging there by myself. Maybe you’d like to hang out with me sometime……..

Thank You

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Thank You so much for treating me like the gutter trash that I am Sir.  I know I am useless, worthless and nothing without You. I am only here because You allow it.  I know You are free to find another woman who is more worthy of Your generous cock.  I am in awe of it’s magnificence, and take honor in receiving it’s Golden Blessing.

There are days where You are kind enough to shower me over and over again.  Reminding me that I am Your urinal.  I take every gift from Your body without hesitation.  I take it to mean that You are anointing me. Saying to Others that I am solely Yours to do with whatever You desire.

I beg for it, I need it, and I crave it.  Every single drop of piss is welcomed.  You Baptize Your slut in it as much as possible.  The saltiness of it, the pungent smells permeate the air around me. Fore I am not allowed to change nor wash away Your Blessing.  It bothers me not.  I know many a women who would find this disgusting.  I do not, because it is what I deserve and You desire.  Submissive whore

 

Submissive Whore Turned Into A Scare-Ho

submissive phone sexIt all started, when He, along with some of His friends decided to go and get pumpkins so that I could decorate them for O/our outdoor decor.  I was tired from a long day at the office so the last thing I wanted to do was carve pumpkins.  However, He insisted so I started to carve them.  On the last one I made a sad face because I was tired and all I wanted to do is to go to bed.

His friends are well aware of O/our relationship and told Him that before I go to bed I should have to wear the “pity me” pumpkin.  He thought it was a great idea.  He took it and cut the bottom off of it and stuck it over my head.  He told me that since I was off from work for the next couple of days that I could just wear my “pity me” pumpkin while I made O/our dinner. 

I asked Him if he realized how hard it would be to cook with a pumpkin on my head.  In all honesty I was kidding around, having the pumpkin on my head actually made me laugh. However, He considered my statement to mean I was talking back.  Something that I never do, as I do my best to be the best submissive for Him that I can.  I was shocked at His reaction since I have never really been in trouble before.

He grabbed my wrist and pulled me outside.  I was actually frightened for a few minutes.  He told me to strip, I did without hesitation as I realized that I was about to be punished.  He told me to go and get the Hemp rope and come back.  I had to run to the barn to fetish it.  As I was running back I saw that His friends had come outside and were watching.

He bound my breasts up tight, then took the Scarecrow decoration down from it’s perch.  He told me to get up there.  I stepped up onto the bale of hay and stood there.  He walked into the house and came out with my wrist and ankle restraints along with a heavy paddle.  After he secured my wrists and feet he paddled me until I was black and blue.  He doesn’t hit hard, but He can hit for a very long time.  He says it is done that way so I can ‘enjoy the sting’.  He is right You know.  When done in that manner it is a slow burn, which makes the skin so tender that even a soft touch stings badly.

When He finished and I was bruised to His liking He looked up at me and said, “Today you are Our scare-ho.  You have to stay out here until I see fit to let you down. When I do, you will make Us something to eat, then you will go into O/our bedroom, lay on the floor on your back and not move until I come in.  If you do this, I will give you something special because you took your punishment like a good submissive whore.  You understand why I had to punish you right?”  I shook my head and said, “Yes Sir.”  He asked me, “What are you today?”  I replied, “I am your Scare-Ho Sir!” 

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