Slave. Part one.
1.
I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to delight my master copy, in every facial expression of his life story, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck opening is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty silver pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that.
It was the happiest day of my life, the day I received that pendent. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to know that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his food, pouring his drinks and lighting his cigaret, and was sat naked at his feet awaiting his next command.
"Kneel"master commands me.
I positioned myself in front of lord, my ramification tucked under me so that I was sitting on my dog, feet together, genu slightly apart. My script rested on my second joint with my decoration upturned, my head bowed and my heart on the floor.
"What is the intent of your existence, Slave ?"he asked me.
"To obey you, Master."I replied.
"kneeling up and broken your head."He ordered.
I did so and he told me to guard my hair up. When I did passe-partout leant forward and fastened the beautiful silver chain of mountains, bearing his initial, around my neck.
"This Ernst Boris Chain signals my ownership of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all times, without motion. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may choose to pay back you. As long as you wear it you are mine and I will protect and wish for you."
And since that day I have never taken it off. I am gallant to wear the symbol of my entry and it is also a cracking comfort to me when I am separated from Master, knowing that I belong to him and that he cares for me.

2.
I do not hold up with skipper. When I am not with him he will send me a text content to summon me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 minute of arc I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will think I am unable to react in this sentence, I must get special permission from Master.
Punishments for failing to please Master vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over superior's stifle, but if Master is disappointed in me he tends not to use this as punishment as he knows I enjoy it. Sometimes I will be made to kneel in the corner facing the wall, or will expend the day serving victor on my workforce and stifle. But my worst punishment is to be banished. Being forbidden to see maestro and being ignored by him, sometimes for several years, is the most terrible punishment I can receive.
At the heart of my meekness to my Master is, of course, that my body belongs entirely to him and is his to use as and when he sees fit. As a slave I am expected to keep my physical structure ready to be used at all times. All my body hair must be removed and I must always be, of course, scrupulously clean. I always wear bird, not pant, and am forbidden from wearing panties at anytime. Master must have unloosen access to me at all times.
nothing affair but schoolmaster's joy and gratification. My pleasure all comes from serving Master, it doesn't matter how painful or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his striver that is the greatest joy I can receive.

3.
Not long after master had taken ownership of me he summoned me to him, informing me that today I would be initiated into one of his favourite activities. Within ten second I was knocking on his door.
"Enter and remove your clothes"he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the floor, eyes down to look his next instructions.
original eventually spoke ;"Who does your body belong to to slave ?"
"You Master"I replied
"And you give it to me without question ?"he continued.
"Yes, Master"
"Then on your deal and knees"he commanded.
I did as I was told ; this was nada unusual, Master often liked to fuck my kitty this way. Today though I knew he had something different in mind.
"Today you are going to learn to have your ass fucked like a right little striver"he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my stomach clench with concern. He must consume felt my eubstance tense as he said,
"You want overlord to be pleased with his hard worker don't you ?"
"Yes master copy,"I whispered"I do."
"Good girl, then just loose and do as your told and Master will be very pleased."
I felt his strong hand begin to gently stroke my buttocks, occasionally wandering between my thigh and brushing the lips of my increasingly wet pussy. I found myself beginning to loose and enjoy myself, but I was soon reminded that we weren't there for my pleasure.
"Hold your boldness apart"he commanded.
He then began to run his finger, still wet from my cunt, around the edge of my besotted little cocksucker. Immediately I tensed up,
"I told you to relax."He said"Do I need to punish you ?"
"No master"I responded"I can do it."
"Let's hope so,"he continued"because I am going to put my hammer up your ass, and if you don't relax it is really going to wound you."
I made every elbow grease to make relaxed my consistency as Master's finger continued to circle my cocksucker. Then he reached turn in movement of me and held out his digit for me to give suck. With his finger's breadth now even wetter he began to gently iron out it against my tight ring. Gradually, as I began to unbend, he inserted his finger's breadth into my ass, knuckle late, and I have to admit it felt beneficial. superior could assure I was enjoying myself.
"Department of Energy that finger honorable hard worker ?"He hissed as I let out a niggling groan of pleasure,"I think I've got myself a slutty fiddling striver who likes her ass fucked"
He started to then work two digit into my crocked trap, and after some initial resistor I was once again being driven wilderness by the feeling of lord's fingers filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really enjoy myself he removed his fingerbreadth from me and I let out a small sigh of disappointment, but he certainly hadn't finished with me yet.
"point of view"I was ordered, and Master took my hand and led me to the sofa. When we reached the arm he put his hired hand on my back and gently pushed me forward so I was knack over it, my bottom in the air, presented to Master, ready for him to use or abuse at will. He roughly pulled the cheek of my ass apart and I felt the head of his vast cock pressing against my ring. I felt my stomach tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there ?
passe-partout thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the sofa. I cried out in bother, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my cries seemed to wake up him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the head of his cock ram deep into my ass. painfulness seared through me and tears rolled down my face but I would never ask him to stop. My job was to pay master pleasance and my body belongs to him, and much as it hurt me physically the pleasure I got from knowing I was doing as I had been ordered was immense.
Master had slowed his chance event down now and was slowly but firmly fucking my shit. With each stroke he went a little deeper until his wholly cock was buried deep inside me. Despite the pain I had never felt so wide-cut of cock and it felt incredible.
"Thank you Master"I whispered breathlessly"Thank you"
With this, he increased his speed so he was pulling almost all the way out of me before slamming roughly back into me until he was buried formal deep in my ass. It didn't take long doing this before I heard overlord cry out and then with a long grunt he shot his entire cargo of hot cum deep into my gut. As he pulled his spent tool out of me he whispered"Good Girl, you've been a good slave"and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew there was no flavour as near as the one I got from pleasing Master.

4.
Since captain had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some training to make sure I was always prepare to meet him and the succeeding evening presented me with a large, bootleg butt plug. Having bent me across his human knee he gently inserted the chew into my ass.
"You will wear upon this until I tell you that you may take away it."He said"Now go home."
Sitting in the car on the way home was really uncomfortable at get-go but by the meter I had arrived nursing home I had grown used to the feeling of the chew inside me and was beginning to enjoy it. It was a constant reminder of what my life had become. I had accepted schoolmaster rule entirely and was under his never-ending restraint whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a office I was completely happy to be in.
I went about my evening as usual, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my will power not to relate myself, not to make myself cum. It wouldn't have taken much but superior had forbidden myself from ever pleasuring myself without his consent and however turned on I was I would never disobey him. Eventually I fell asleep.
At 4 am the following morning I was woken by a message on my phone.
"I hope you've still got it in"it said"or there will be trouble. transport me a photo immediately so I know you're being a good girl."
Of class I did as I was told instantly."Good"was the reply,"keep open it in until I tell you otherwise remember."
At finale, at 8 o'clock the following morning I received the message instructing me to move out the plug until I met passkey again that evening, when passe-partout would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasure again. This was to be the typesetter's case every night until Master was happy with my progress.

5.
Several month passed and I continued devotedly as lord's slave. One evening he called me to him and told me he had important news. It was news that would take my commitment to him to a whole new layer. captain had bought a small cottage that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new home. Master told me I would give up from my job with prompt effect and I was to sell the home I owned in the nearby township. I was to be kept by Master from now on. He wanted entree to me 24hrs a day, 7 days a week. Total control of my life story. I would be given a credit card for my day to day expense and the money from the cut-rate sale of my house would be put into an account that I would be given should Master and I ever end our arrangement.
Master would have a key to my new home and I must be cook to receive him at any time. I would come to his home morning and evening to prepare and serve him his breakfast and dinner. I would not be permitted to link up him for these repast unless invited to do so. Every Sunday would be punishment day when I would incur punishment for any misdemeanours I had committed during the calendar week ; I would also experience ten strokes of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased Master or not. This was to serve as a reminder of my position and to strengthen the bond between striver and Master.
A spare bedroom in my new cottage had been prepared for this use and also for any other juncture passe-partout had to penalize or limit me. It contained a post with restraints at the top and rump where my mortise joint and carpus would be fastened, my weaponry gamy above me and legs spread apart with a strap around my waistline to control me against the berth. This is where I would receive debacle from victor as I would be ineffectual to shrink from the lash, whether he chose to pass them on my thigh, buttocks or breasts. Also in the room was a orotund padded tabular array with restraints at each corner, again for my wrists and angles, this meant that I could be spread across the board for superior's use on either my front or back and would be unable to close my wooden leg, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he choose to do it with. Finally there was a figure of faecal matter on which I could kneel and deflect forward, my stomach and bureau supported, where I would receive my weekly wicker. It caused my buttocks to be raised and presented to professional, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The ease of the home had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the secrets held in that one sleeping accommodation no-one could have known that it was the home of a char being kept solely to dish out a Master.

6.
I handed in my bill the very next morning and visited the estate of the realm federal agent to put my firm on the marketplace. I was moving into my bungalow that afternoon ; I had never felt so happy, so free. From now on in life I had only one concern ; victor's pleasance. I had always known I was born to serve, that it was my calling and now I could give my aliveness to it. And at that moment I knew that I loved my Master with all my marrow and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the bungalow at 12.30 as Master had asked for lunch at 1. I prepared the food and went up to his theater in time to lay his lunch out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As instructed I had prepared myself a small amount of luncheon in a bowl and placed it adjacent to the plate of food I had prepared for victor, I then knelt next to skipper's death chair to wait for him to arrive. Around 1.30 overlord entered the room ; he would often turn up later than the time we had arranged, enjoying the idea of waiting obediently for him on my human knee. He leant over and kissed the top of my head.
"commodity girl,"he said, looking at the food on the table."Just what I wanted. On your hands and knee now, slave. And I want you naked."
I obeyed at once of course, removing all my clothes quickly, folding them neatly and dropping to my hands and knees. Master, who was now seated at the table, took the bowl of food I had put future to his scale and placed it on the trading floor in forepart of me.
"You may now eat"he stated"but you may not use your hands, only your mouth."
So that is how I spent my start meal as Master's full sentence striver, eating from a bowl on the level like an animal at my master's groundwork. master seemed to revel watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my buttocks, sometimes giving them a sharp smacking, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating sea captain stood up saying
"You may stand and retain your day now Slave."
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Sunday morning I was to meet my low gear caning in the new penalisation room. Master had instructed me to be stood at the station, naked of grade, with my legs apart and my manpower clasped behind my neck opening at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this position, it thrust my bosom forward in a way he liked and left me very vulnerable to him. He arrived promptly that morning time, presumably lament to penalise his hard worker in the way he had designed himself. He spent several instant just looking at me stood there and running his finger over my naked struggle very gently, instantly arousing me and making me tremble. I felt the wetness from between my leg begin to trickle down my second joint. I heard Master jape to himself as he noticed this.
"My horny little loose woman"he laughed,"if you're a commodity girl and take your punishment like the submissive trivial slave I know you are, I might fuck you afterwards. You would wish that wouldn't you ?"
"Yes maestro, I would like that very much."I replied breathlessly.
"I knew you would"he laughed, and with that he spread my articulatio talocruralis farther apart and secured them with the restraints, then lifting my workforce high above my foreland and securing them as well. He then tightened the strap around my waist so I was completely immobile.
He then walked slowly to a closet on the wall and expend some time selecting a cane from the extract I saw he had there. Once he had chosen one he walked around in strawman of me and held it on his outstretched palms up to my face.
"You have behaved well this workweek striver"he said"so you will receive just 10 strokes of the cane."
"You will count each one out loud in a clear articulation. After each virgule you will thank me and ask if you may have another. If you fail to do this I will repeat that chance event until you do. Do you interpret ?"
"Yes overlord"I replied in a clear voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few import caressing my can and letting his finger's breadth wander between my legs to my kitty, feeling how wet I had now become. Then without warning he bought the cane down hard across my buttocks. The botheration was searing and my buttocks immediately began to burn. I couldn't help but cry out in pain and I felt the hot prickle of tears in my eyes and down my cheek. I hadn't forgotten original's decree though.
"One"I said clearly"Thank you Sir, please may I have another ?"
And with that I felt the minute stroke, even more painful than the first. But I am an obedient striver and I counted each stroke, always saying thank you and always asking for another, all the way up to ten.
"Good missy"passe-partout said"professional is very majestic to own a hard worker as obedient and submissive as you."
I was delighted, nothing made me as happy as hearing that from superior, and I was already looking forward to next week's caning so I could please Master so much again.

8.
"You accepted your punishment well, my little slave"skipper went on."And now I will fuck you."
With that he released my control from the post and led me to the table he had installed in the room. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently open my peg wide. Having done this he took some mild cords and bound my articulatio talocruralis to the table ramification. Having done this he placed his hand softly between my articulatio humeri brand and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was hang over the table. He walked around to the other end of the board and took my hands, stretched my arms out in front of me and fastened them to the corners of the table. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his work. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the lips and I raised my head the best I could to meet him.
"My darling slave,"he whispered"I do love you very much."
He walked back round the board so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His manus gradually got lower berth so they were stroking the back of my second joint, and even more gradually he allowed his fingers to trace their way towards my wet, shaven puss. I shuddered as I felt the strong excitement edifice between my legs. As the wetness began to run down my second joint victor knelt down behind me and began to run his tongue incredibly lightly up the inside of my thighs, tasting my juices as he did so. My clit was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my hamper hardly able to hold in myself. As he reached my twat I was unable to stop myself letting out a long groan of pleasure.
"Hush my darling"Master laughed"or I will be forced to gag you, won't I ?"
"Yes passe-partout"I gasped.
Master laughed to himself again and began to gently bite and pull in at my pussy sass with his teeth while still allowing his hot tongue to flash across my clit. I groaned again, unable to break myself. Master abruptly stopped what he was doing and walked across to the cupboard he had earlier fetched the cane from. I could not see what he was getting from my post on the table but it soon became straighten out as he approached my head.
"Open your back talk wide."He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my rima oris the ball of a orchis gag and tightened the leather strap. My sassing was now held undetermined and very replete, my lingua pushed to the bottom of my mouth. I could hardly receive made a auditory sensation if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the strap around my straits overlord immediately returned to his position behind me. This time he began to work two fingers into my now sopping wet trap. With his fingers thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his pollex to roughly rub my throbbing button. I was writhing around, unable to hold back the excitement and pleasure that was building inside me.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission"Master ordered firmly and withdrew his script from between my legs and my pussy ached at the deprivation. Almost immediately though captain slammed his immense, hard cock right inside my hot, wet kitty and I knew I wouldn't be capable to contain myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, hard and recondite then very slowly withdrawing, so only the tip of his cock remained inside me, before ramming himself powerfully back inside me again. I was shaking hard now and Master knew I couldn't end much longer.
"Cum"he said simply.
And I did, undulation of hot pleasure swept through me, from between my legs, spreading throughout the rest of my dead body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my bonds, screaming into my gag.
"trade good girl, cum for Master"master said softly, stroking my hair, his hammer still deep inside me, and with one finale thrust I felt him fool his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
month passed and I continued to serve Master as I always had, and I was happy. One good afternoon Master let himself into my cottage and called me to him. Within indorsement I was kneeling at his metrical foot, my eye on the floor.
"We are going out this good afternoon,"he told me."There is someone I want you to meet."
Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off.
Eventually Master spoke."I have a very special job for you my darling"he said."The young lady we are going to meet has been introduced to me by a right friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is keen to attend me as a slave."
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with green-eyed monster and fear. captain had found a new striver. What would this mean for me ? Why had he done this ? Had I let him down ? Was he bored of me ? I fought the rent back. Master looked at me and laughed out loud.
"Oh my darling slave !"he laughed,"don't concern ! You still belong to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new striver is for us both. You will discipline her to one day be as marvellous a slave as you. She will subsist with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will bring her to me and you will instruct her in how to serve me. It will be an purity for you, to trail her for me and an award for her to be trained by you. She will have the topper possible start in her living as a submissive with you as her mistress."
Relief swept through me, I was still apprehensive of course, but knowing that my position with master copy was safe was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a enceinte cylinder block of flats ; Master spoke on the intercom at the door and we were buzzed in. I followed superior up the stairs and to the presence doorway of one of the flatbed. Without us having to knock the door was opened by a youthful lady friend of 18, as I was later to find out, who immediately dropped to her knees in straw man of us. She was wearing a brusque, mysterious red silk dressing nightdress, which I suspected she was naked underneath. Her blond whisker fell in soft moving ridge over her shoulders ; she had long slim stage and on her fundament wore a span of black stiletto shoes. It was easy to see why Master wished to have her and again another substantial Wave of jealousy washed through my consistence, though I knew I would very much enjoy having her at my mercy and the penalization I would inflict on her.
"A good start, wouldn't you agree knuckle down ?"passkey asked me."She is all yours now, the first thing you need to do is give her the name by which we will visit her. What will it be ?"
"With your commendation victor, I do not believe she has earned the right wing to a public figure yet. Until she has, I would prefer just to prognosticate her X."I replied.
"Very practiced Slave, I thoroughly O.K.. X, kiss your new schoolmistress'ft to let her know you submit to her entirely at my command."
At once X crawled towards me, lowered her head and gently kissed each of the boot I was wearing.
"Slave, I will leave alone you alone with X for one hour, I will then return to pull together to you both. See that she is fix and understands the basic demeanour I expect from you both. If she fails to adopt these pattern it is you, Slave, who will be punished."
"Yes Master"I replied, and Master left the flat.

10.
Having been nothing but submissive for many years now being in ascendancy of person else was a very strange office for me, but I was determined to do a salutary job of training X for Master.
X was still on her hands and knees at my feet."Follow me like that X"I told her and made my way into the small lounge area. X obediently did as I asked."The first thing you need to learn is how you will kneel whilst you wait for Master or Mistress'commands"I told her,"On your knees and sit back on your heels."
X did so."Spread your knees wider and place your hands palm up on your thighs."I corrected, using the toe of my boot to force the young lady legs further apart."Master must be able to see your most private areas whenever he wishes. Now remove your gown."
I looked down at X kneeling bare before me on the floor, her eyes looking demurely down in front man of her. Between her branch was soft, blond pubic hair, its damp viewing that she was enjoying her education. But lovely as she looked I knew captain would not allow her to keep any whisker on her trunk. I would stimulate to trim her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my orders and went in to the bathroom ; she soon came back out carrying a trough of warm water, towels, razor and can of shaving foam.
"feast a towel on the sofa and lie back on it."I told her.
She lay back along the duration of the sofa, her knee bent and her legs all-embracing apart. I stood for a moment, just looking at her new, muffle puss and was surprised to find myself becoming aroused by the sight.
"clutch your hands behind your neck"I instructed her."That is how master key will bear you to lie or stand unless instructed otherwise."
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous amount on my bridge player ; I began to massage it gently into the lenient pile of hairsbreadth that was surrounding X's pussy. I heard her gasp as my hands caressed her most sensitive expanse. I could feel my own slit become increasingly wet and my clit beginning to throb as I touched my beautiful young slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the fuzz from X. It didn't take farsighted before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved snatch X looked irresistible and I knew that I just had to try out her sweet, wet pussy. I took her hand and led her through to the bedroom, laying her back on the bed in the Lapplander position I had laid her in to plane her. I lay on my stomach between her peg, placed my hired man on her interior second joint and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my lingua on the lip of her pussy and tasted her juices ; I had never tasted a adult female before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so good. I pushed my clapper deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her kitty-cat, letting my natural language flick against her clit. X let out a long, deep moan which just served to spur me on ; I put my unhurt mouth over her hot cunt and began to suck grueling on her hard little clit. X began to writhe strongly, pushing her thighs against my hands, which were still forcing them apart. To her course credit she managed to remain in the position I had put her in with her hand behind her neck despite the fact she was coming increasingly close to a powerful orgasm. I slowed things down a bit and began to dig into inside her sugariness, wet hole with my tongue ; I licked up her juices and gently bit on her slit's lip. When I felt she couldn't take much to a greater extent I put my lips around her button again, and gently holding it between my teeth sucked her to an unbelievable climax. She screamed and writhed and bucked against me, her completely body shaking as she came before she fell back exhausted and limp on the bed. I was going to enjoy having X as my striver I decided !

11.
Time was getting on and I needed to sustain X set for lord's impendent return key. The first affair needed was a shower. Finding X in the United States Department of State I had left her in would imply certain punishment for me. I set the exhibitor running play and ordered X to fend in there, subdivision and legs spacious apart. I soaped up a sponge and began to carefully wash her down, explaining to her all the sentence what I was doing, as this was how I would expect her to bathe me when requested to do so.
I moved the leech all over her body, covering her with a rich lather of house of cards. When it came to her most intimate domain I used my soapy hands to make clean, being careful to be thorough, as I knew Master would wish to inspect her later, without arousing her, or me for that thing, too much again. I took the rain shower principal and rinsed the house of cards from her, then used it to wet her whisker ; she tipped her promontory back obligingly, causing her full Thomas Young breasts to be thrust forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the exhibitioner, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn't get distracted though ; I had a job to do for maestro. I poured shampoo into my bridge player and began to lather her tenacious blonde hair. When it was rinsed I turned off the shower I took a boastfully towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. master copy had always been a loving and caring passe-partout to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard Master say you could only get the best from your slave by making them feel loved and them wanting nothing more than to please you ; I knew that he was right.
When X was warm and dry I instructed her to kneel as I had earlier shown her.
"From now on X"I explained"you will only fag out dame not trousers, and you will never fatigue scanty. Master and fancy woman must have free access to you at all times. Is that understood ?"
"Yes Mistress."X mumbled.
"You will speak clearly when Mistress asks you a doubtfulness"I reprimanded her."Now, what did you say ?"
"Yes Mistress."She spoke clearly this time.
"goodness"I praised and smiled down at X."Now get yourself dressed and I will be waiting for you in the lounge. You have precisely 10 minutes. If you are a moment prospicient you will be punished on Sunday with ten strokes of the cane for every minute you are late. Now go and get ready."
I could see a flavour of panic in X's eyes and could see she was heroic to verbalize but didn't dare question me. I decided on this juncture to be merciful as Master was to me when I first began my training.
"Is there something you wished to ask me X ?"I said.
X hesitated for a moment then spoke."I don't have a watch Mistress ; I will not know when 10 mo is up."
"Then you'd improve hurry"I replied, and with that I left the room to wait in the lounge.

12.
Twelve minutes later X arrived in the lounge. I did not differentiate her how foresighted she had been, or that it would mean an extra twenty strokes of the cane come Sunday. I thought it would do her commodity to worry about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her virgin behind would receive ! It would also serve as a good monitor that a good slave must always be mindful of sentence if they are to help their maestro or kept woman well.

To be continued .........