Oh my goodness, I’m so sorry that I wasn’t able to get back to you sooner if you’ve been keeping up with my story. So if you haven’t read my previous blog, my Master took me to a special action to help with my recent behavior. The man who bought me was huge, and demanding and told me he was going to “Fix” my attitude problem.
Just like I was told, I made sure all of my holes were cleaned out before meeting up at the location I was given on this little business card. I thought it was kinda weird though. He had me meet him at the public library in the middle of town. I came dressed in the slutty little schoolgirl outfit my master had handed me that morning. Before leaving the house he informed me that I had to do everything the man said. That the faster I was an obedient little slut for him the sooner I would be released to come home.
As I stood there waiting for someone to approach me, I felt a presence come up behind me. A hand clasping around my mouth as a blindfold was slipped over my face. “Hello, Slut.” I heard the deep brooding voice beckon from behind me. Totally unsure of what was about to happen, I felt myself being loaded up into a vehicle. All I could think of was the people always telling you about the p-vans and taking candy from strangers.
I was terrified honestly. We drove to this place, that smelled old and musty like it was a log cabin in the woods that no one had occupied for some time. Once inside, I was pushed to my knees where I knelt for what felt like forever. Fear encased my body as I began trembling, my heart racing. The fact that he could literally do anything to me, was making my pussy wetter than it had been in some time.
Just then I heard a few other voices accompanying him in the room. Panic began to take over as I felt them all touching me, stripping me naked as I was strung up by a chain in the middle of the room. Totally exposed to them, bare, cold. Ready to be toyed with at their expense.
“Are you ready, Slut?” The Dominant asked, nodding my head I let out a whimper. Quickly feeling a whip snap across my ass, I cried out in pain. “Now, once more… Are you ready, Slut?” He asked.
Letting out another whimper I shook my head once more. Before feeling the whip crack across my bare flesh again.
“Yes, Sir.” Is the correct response he said in his booming voice as the men around him chuckled. I could tell he was getting frustrated with me as he continued. Their hands moved back to touch me as I softly whimpered “Yes Sir, thank you, Sir.”
Feeling him caressing my face as he called me a “Good slut.” was such an amazing feeling. The way he touched me and rubbed my pussy still sent aching chills through me. Sitting here thinking of it is making me wet, I think I’m gonna go and rub on myself for a bit! Feel free to come and join me! Next story I’ll tell you about how all three of them took me.
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