“You fucking submissive whore!” he yelled at me as he tied me up. “You worthless piece of shit! You’ve got no more value than the fucking dirt on my shoes.” He continued binding me, wrapping my ankles together, binding my hands together, and gagging me. He then bound my wrists to my ankles, and threw me on the couch and walked out of the room, leaving me there.
I felt exposed. I was in nothing more than a white bustier, white garter belt, pink panties, and nude, thigh-high hose. I felt every inch the slutty, submissive wretch he was calling me.
He came back in, this time bearing a paddle. “Are you ready for your spanking?”
Muffled, I couldn’t answer, but only looked at him in fear.
He grabbed me, turned me to the side, and started slapping me with the paddle. Air whistled through the holes in the flat board as he hit me on the ass, the sides, the backs of my thighs. My cries were stifled by the gag in my mouth, but he beat me until the tears were running down my cheeks.
He cursed at me. “You stupid cunt. All you’re good for is spanking phone sex. Now, how do you please your Master?” And with that, he pulled his hard cock out of his pants, ripped the gag from my mouth, and shoved his dick in my mouth. I sucked, grateful to please him in some fashion, but after only a minute, he pulled it out of my mouth, seed spraying everywhere.
“Damn bitch. Can’t even suck a cock without making a mess.” He put the gag back in my mouth and left there on the couch for a very long time.
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