pohI enjoy playing with the masked man. I have never seen his face. And that is ok. I do not need to see his face. I have seen and felt his cock. And that is the best part of him. Of any man. Correct? I may not know what color his eyes are but I know how freaking good his cock taste in my mouth. I may not know what he looks like but I know he can fuck me real good with that cock. Whenever I get to go see the masked man I know It will be a good time. No matter how he fucks or torments me. When another slave is involved the masked man only gets more excited. Which makes more fun for me.
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Paying The Bills
To day I got to pay the bills for Master. He wanted to remodel his dungeon. And it is beautiful completely upgrade. The price my body to do anything as he wished for twenty-four hours. I enjoyed every moment. Knowing the dungeon is mainly for me. I wanted to pay the price back and then some. He kept me on the sex bench. Tied by my wrist he just kept coming back when he wanted to nut again. I got a few whippings with the belt. In between getting his cock shoved in one of my holes. When he would fuck me right after whipping me. His flesh would burn my wounds. Making me squirt even harder. He did not feed me or take me down from the bench the entire time. Doing this for Master made everything worth wild.
Master’s Special Sauce
I did something very bad… I misheard an order master gave me and did it wrong.. The look on his face told me I was going to be punished severely I tried to convince him it was a simple misunderstanding. But he would hear none of it. Master told me to get on the bed. He my arms to the bedpost and put a ball gag in my mouth. Then he got out a spray bottle that he called “hot sauce”. He wouldn’t tell me what it was. But he aimed at my pussy and said this was going to hurt very badly. The second it hit my pussy I bit down on the ball gag in excruciating pain! It burned and stung so bad.But as bad as it hurt my pussy begin to drip. Master said “oh does my slut like that?” I nodded yes. BIG MISTAKE. Master than brought a cat of nine tails whip and began lashing my pussy and spraying more of the “hot sauce” into the tiny cuts the whip had left. I arched my back screaming in pain trying to beg him to stop. But he kept going. By the end of the night, my pussy was throbbing, red, and sore. But it felt so good! Master doesn’t know it but I creamed while he was whipping me. I suppose I’ll keep it my little secret! 😉