Master loves to show off his submissive whore, so he dressed me up and dragged me to the Renaissance festival. My little pussy was drooling at the thought of what he might do to me, but I wasn’t prepared at all for what was about to happen. When we got there, instead of dressing up Master dressed me down until I was roaming naked, the crisp Autumn leaves crunching under my bare, sensitive soles. There were other naked sex slaves as well, most of them were walking on collars and leashes though. Master led me to the center of a field with lots of bleachers around it. Master made me kneel naked in the leaves, and watch as all the spectators rolled in. He then began his sadistic little show.
“Ladies and gentleman, I am Master Gianni and this is my submissive whore, Tracy. Today, we’ll be demonstrating how to whip a wench!” He roared. The crowd screamed back with encouragements to “tan my hide”, make me “striped like a zebra” and to “break the skin!”. I was trembling, terrified and chilly as a breeze brushed past my naked flesh. Before I knew it, I was bent over in stocks and Master had my ass to the crowd, though I swear they would have preferred to see my facial reactions. Master raised the whip, and it cut across my lower back. I screamed out, though my pussy began to throb in need.
“See how the submissive whore gets when when I hurt her? Can I have a volunteer to help me beat this bitch bloody? Let’s stain the leaves with this wicked wench!” He called. Men started to clamor forward, and it was a burly as fuck biker dude he chose. The man wielded the whip with skill, and before long my cunt was running down my thighs to mix with the blood leaking from my ass cheeks. After what felt like hours, I was torn to fucking shreds and bruised up from head to toe. Master released me from my restraints as the crows surged forward to get a better look and take photos of me. I collapsed in the leaves, naked and terribly turned on.
