Slave. Part one.
1.
I am a slave. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my Master, in every facet of his biography, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to dish out him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck opening is what appears, to the outside world, to be just a pretty atomic number 47 pendant with a diamond initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that.
It was the felicitous day of my spirit, the day I received that pendent. I had not been serving master key 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 solid food, pouring his swallow and lighting his cigarettes, and was sat naked at his fundament awaiting his next command.
"Kneel"passe-partout commands me.
I positioned myself in front of passe-partout, my legs tucked under me so that I was sitting on my heels, understructure together, knees slightly apart. My hands rested on my second joint with my palms upturned, my psyche bowed and my eyes on the floor.
"What is the purpose of your being, hard worker ?"he asked me.
"To obey you, Master."I replied.
"Kneel up and lower your head."He ordered.
I did so and he told me to obtain my fuzz up. When I did Master leant forward and fastened the beautiful silver chain, bearing his initial, around my neck.
"This strand signals my possession of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all time, without interrogation. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may opt to repay you. As long as you wear it you are mine and I will protect and care for you."
And since that day I have never taken it off. I am proud to bear the symbol of my submission and it is also a with child 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 live with sea captain. When I am not with him he will send me a text subject matter to marshal me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 minutes I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will think I am unable to react in this clock time, I must get special permit from sea captain.
Punishments for failing to please master copy vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over superior's knee, but if captain is disappointed in me he tends not to use this as penalization as he knows I enjoy it. Sometimes I will be made to kneel in the niche facing the wall, or will drop the day serving sea captain on my helping hand and knees. But my worst punishment is to be banished. Being forbid to see Master and being ignored by him, sometimes for several solar day, is the most abominable penalization I can receive.
At the eye of my meekness to my passkey is, of course, that my body belongs entirely to him and is his to use as and when he sees fit. As a hard worker I am expected to celebrate my trunk ready to be used at all prison term. 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 panty at anytime. superior must have free access to me at all times.
Nothing matters but Master's joy and gratification. My delight all comes from serving Master, it doesn't matter how painful or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his slave that is the big pleasure I can receive.

3.
Not long after master copy had taken ownership of me he summoned me to him, informing me that today I would be initiated into one of his best-loved activity. Within ten minute of arc I was knocking on his door.
"Enter and absent your dress"he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the floor, eyes down to expect his succeeding instructions.
Master eventually spoke ;"Who does your body belong to buckle down ?"
"You victor"I replied
"And you give it to me without question ?"he continued.
"Yes, Master"
"Then on your bridge player and knees"he commanded.
I did as I was told ; this was nothing unusual, Master often liked to fuck my pussycat this way. Today though I knew he had something dissimilar in mind.
"Today you are going to learn to experience your ass fucked like a good little slave"he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my tum clench with fear. He must have felt my body tense as he said,
"You want primary to be pleased with his Slave don't you ?"
"Yes Master,"I whispered"I do."
"commodity girl, then just relax and do as your told and Master will be very pleased."
I felt his unassailable helping hand begin to gently stroke my keister, occasionally wandering between my thigh and brushing the backtalk of my increasingly wet cunt. I found myself beginning to decompress and enjoy myself, but I was soon prompt that we weren't there for my delight.
"Hold your cheeks apart"he commanded.
He then began to run his finger, still wet from my pussy, around the sharpness of my pissed little asshole. Immediately I tensed up,
"I told you to relax."He said"Do I need to penalise you ?"
"No professional"I responded"I can do it."
"Let's promise so,"he continued"because I am going to put my cock up your ass, and if you don't relax it is really going to hurt you."
I made every effort to unlax my consistency as Master's finger continued to circulate my son of a bitch. Then he reached rung in front of me and held out his finger for me to suck. With his finger now even wetter he began to gently press it against my tight gang. Gradually, as I began to loosen, he inserted his finger into my ass, knuckle deep, and I have to let in it felt good. captain could separate I was enjoying myself.
"Does that feel unspoiled slave ?"He hissed as I let out a minuscule groan of pleasance,"I think I've got myself a slutty little slave who likes her ass fucked"
He started to then operate two digit into my blind drunk trap, and after some initial resistance I was once again being driven baseless by the feeling of Master's finger's breadth filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really bask myself he removed his digit from me and I let out a small suspiration of disappointment, but he certainly hadn't finished with me yet.
"Stand"I was ordered, and captain took my script and led me to the sofa. When we reached the arm he put his deal on my back and gently pushed me forward so I was bent over it, my tooshie in the air, presented to Master, quick for him to use or abuse at will. He roughly pulled the brass of my ass apart and I felt the head of his Brobdingnagian cock pressing against my ring. I felt my stomach tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there ?
passkey thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the couch. I cried out in painful sensation, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my cries seemed to waken him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the head of his dick ram deep into my ass. botheration seared through me and tears rolled down my case but I would never ask him to stop. My job was to give Master pleasure and my consistency belongs to him, and much as it hurt me physically the delight I got from knowing I was doing as I had been ordered was immense.
Master had slowed his accident down now and was slowly but firmly fucking my asshole. With each stroke he went a little deeper until his whole putz was buried late inside me. Despite the pain in the ass I had never felt so full of putz and it felt incredible.
"Thank you passe-partout"I whispered breathlessly"Thank you"
With this, he increased his amphetamine so he was pulling almost all the way out of me before slamming roughly back into me until he was buried balls deep in my ass. It didn't take long doing this before I heard Master cry out and then with a long oink he shot his full incumbrance 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 feeling as good as the one I got from pleasing Master.

4.
Since Master had initiated me in his use of my ass he decided I should undergo some education to take sure I was always ready to receive him and the next evening presented me with a gravid, blackened stern plug. Having bent-grass me across his stifle he gently inserted the plug into my ass.
"You will tire out this until I tell you that you may take it."He said"Now go home."
Sitting in the car on the way home was really uncomfortable at starting time but by the metre I had arrived home I had grown used to the touch of the plug inside me and was beginning to enjoy it. It was a unremitting monitor of what my life had become. I had accepted Masters rule entirely and was under his constant control whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a situation I was completely happy to be in.
I went about my evening as common, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my self-possession not to rival myself, not to name myself cum. It wouldn't have taken much but Master 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 side by side morning time I was woken by a content on my phone.
"I hope you've still got it in"it said"or there will be trouble. ship me a photo immediately so I know you're being a good girl."
Of course I did as I was told instantly."beneficial"was the reply,"keep it in until I tell you otherwise remember."
At last, at 8 o'clock the next break of day I received the subject matter instructing me to remove the wad until I met skipper again that evening, when master would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasance again. This was to be the case every nighttime until Master was happy with my progress.

5.
Several months passed and I continued devotedly as professional's slave. One even he called me to him and told me he had important news. It was news show that would take my commitment to him to a whole new level. victor had bought a small cottage that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new home base. master key told me I would release from my job with immediate effect and I was to deal the home I owned in the nearby town. I was to be kept by maestro from now on. He wanted approach to me 24hrs a day, 7 daylight a week. amount controller of my animation. I would be given a credit card for my day to day disbursement and the money from the cut-rate sale of my house would be put into an account that I would be given should professional and I ever end our arrangement.
victor would have a key to my new house and I must be ready to have him at any time. I would make out to his plate morning and even to prepare and answer him his breakfast and dinner party. I would not be permitted to connect him for these meal unless invited to do so. Every Lord's Day would be punishment day when I would experience punishment for any violation I had committed during the week ; I would also find ten virgule of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased superior or not. This was to serve as a reminder of my berth and to strengthen the chemical bond between slave and Master.
A plain bedroom in my new bungalow had been prepared for this role and also for any other occasion passe-partout had to punish or restrain me. It contained a Wiley Post with restraints at the top and bottom where my articulatio talocruralis and articulatio radiocarpea would be fastened, my implements of war in high spirits above me and legs spread apart with a shoulder strap around my shank to hold me against the station. This is where I would receive walloping from Master as I would be ineffective to recoil from the whiplash, whether he chose to give them on my thighs, tail end or boob. Also in the way was a large padded table with simplicity at each corner, again for my wrists and angles, this meant that I could be spread across the table for Master's use on either my front or book binding and would be unable to shut down my legs, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he chose to do it with. Finally there was a frame of stool on which I could kneel and bend forward, my breadbasket and chest supported, where I would receive my every week canings. It caused my hindquarters to be raised and presented to maestro, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The residue of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the closed book held in that one bedroom no-one could have known that it was the domicile of a women being kept solely to serve a Master.

6.
I handed in my placard the very next morning and visited the estate agent to put my family on the market. I was moving into my bungalow that afternoon ; I had never felt so glad, so free. From now on in life I had only one concern ; Master's pleasance. I had always known I was born to serve, that it was my calling and now I could dedicate my aliveness to it. And at that second I knew that I loved my master with all my heart and soul and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the cottage at 12.30 as Master had asked for tiffin at 1. I prepared the food for thought and went up to his house in time to lay his lunch out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As instructed I had prepared myself a diminished total of lunch in a bowl and placed it succeeding to the home of food for thought I had prepared for original, I then knelt future to master copy's chair to waitress for him to arrive. Around 1.30 sea captain entered the room ; he would often change state up later than the time we had arranged, enjoying the thought of waiting obediently for him on my stifle. He leant over and kissed the top of my head.
"trade good girl,"he said, looking at the solid food on the table."Just what I wanted. On your hands and knees now, slave. And I want you naked."
I obeyed at once of row, removing all my dress quickly, folding them neatly and dropping to my hands and human knee. Master, who was now seated at the board, took the bowl of food I had put next to his plate and placed it on the floor in presence of me.
"You may now eat"he stated"but you may not use your deal, only your mouth."
So that is how I spent my beginning meal as sea captain's full clock time striver, eating from a pipe bowl on the floor like an animal at my captain's feet. schoolmaster seemed to revel watching me eat this way, and would regularly reach out and stroke my posterior, sometimes giving them a sharp slap, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating original stood up saying
"You may stand and remain your day now Slave."
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Sun break of the day I was to receive my low gear caning in the new punishment room. victor had instructed me to be stood at the Wiley Post, naked of course, with my legs apart and my paw clasped behind my neck at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this place, it thrust my breasts forward in a way he liked and left me very vulnerable to him. He arrived promptly that morning, presumably lament to punish his Slave in the way he had designed himself. He spent several mo just looking at me stood there and running his fingers over my nude skin very gently, instantly arousing me and making me tremble. I felt the wetness from between my legs begin to dribble down my thigh. I heard schoolmaster joke to himself as he noticed this.
"My horny fiddling slut"he laughed,"if you're a good miss and fill your punishment like the submissive picayune striver I know you are, I might sleep with you afterwards. You would like that wouldn't you ?"
"Yes victor, I would like that very much."I replied breathlessly.
"I knew you would"he laughed, and with that he spread my ankles farther apart and secured them with the simplicity, then lifting my hands heights above my fountainhead and securing them as well. He then tightened the strap around my waist so I was completely immobile.
He then walked slowly to a cupboard on the wall and pass some meter selecting a cane from the selection I saw he had there. Once he had chosen one he walked around in presence of me and held it on his outstretched palms up to my face.
"You have behaved well this calendar week hard worker"he said"so you will receive just 10 strokes of the cane."
"You will count each one out loud in a clear voice. After each chance event you will thank me and ask if you may throw another. If you fail to do this I will replicate that stroke until you do. Do you sympathize ?"
"Yes passe-partout"I replied in a crystalize voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few moments caressing my buttocks and letting his fingers wander between my ramification to my pussy, feeling how wet I had now become. Then without warning he bought the cane down hard across my buttocks. The pain was searing and my tail end immediately began to burn. I couldn't help but cry out in nuisance and I felt the hot thorn of tears in my eyes and down my brass. I hadn't forgotten Master's society though.
"One"I said clearly"Thank you Sir, please may I have another ?"
And with that I felt the second solidus, even more dreadful than the first. But I am an obedient hard worker and I counted each stroke, always saying thank you and always asking for another, all the way up to ten.
"good girl"captain said"Master is very majestic to own a slave as obedient and submissive as you."
I was delighted, nothing made me as happy as hearing that from Master, and I was already looking forward to next hebdomad's caning so I could please Master so much again.

8.
"You accepted your penalty well, my little slave"Master went on."And now I will make out you."
With that he released my restraints from the position and led me to the table he had installed in the room. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently broadcast my branch wide. Having done this he took some diffused cords and hold my ankles to the table peg. Having done this he placed his script softly between my shoulder leaf blade and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent-grass over the table. He walked around to the other end of the table and took my hands, stretched my arms out in front man of me and fastened them to the corners of the board. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his body of work. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the mouth and I raised my caput the easily I could to match him.
"My darling slave,"he whispered"I do do it you very much."
He walked back round the board so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore tush. His hands gradually got low so they were stroking the back of my second joint, and even more gradually he allowed his digit to trace their way towards my wet, shaven pussy. I shuddered as I felt the warm agitation building between my legs. As the wetness began to run down my thigh Master knelt down behind me and began to run his spit incredibly lightly up the inside of my thigh, tasting my juices as he did so. My clit was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my alliance hardly able to curb myself. As he reached my pussy I was unable to blockade myself letting out a long groan of pleasure.
"still my darling"master key laughed"or I will be forced to gag you, won't I ?"
"Yes passkey"I gasped.
superior laughed to himself again and began to gently bite and pull at my pussy lips with his teeth while still allowing his hot tongue to dart across my button. I groaned again, unable to stop myself. Master abruptly stopped what he was doing and walked across to the closet he had earlier fetched the cane from. I could not see what he was getting from my position on the board but it soon became crystalize as he approached my head.
"Open your mouth wide."He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my mouth the ball of a ball gag and tightened the leather strap. My mouth was now held open and very full, my glossa pushed to the bottom of the inning of my rima oris. I could hardly accept made a sound if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the shoulder strap around my head Master immediately returned to his position behind me. This time he began to work two fingerbreadth into my now sopping wet hole. With his fingerbreadth thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his thumb to roughly rub my throbbing clitoris. I was writhing around, unable to contain the agitation and pleasure that was building inside me.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission"passe-partout ordered firmly and withdrew his hand from between my peg and my pussy ached at the red. Almost immediately though Master slammed his Brobdingnagian, hard cock right inside my hot, wet pussycat and I knew I wouldn't be capable to hold back myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, difficult and oceanic abyss 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 last often longer.
"Cum"he said simply.
And I did, waving of hot joy swept through me, from between my wooden leg, spreading throughout the respite of my body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my James Bond, screaming into my gag.
"commodity little girl, cum for maestro"skipper said softly, stroking my whisker, his pecker still late inside me, and with one last drive I felt him shoot his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
Months passed and I continued to swear out Master as I always had, and I was well-chosen. One afternoon schoolmaster let himself into my cottage and called me to him. Within seconds I was kneeling at his human foot, my eyes on the floor.
"We are going out this good afternoon,"he told me."There is mortal I want you to meet."
Without saying anything else we got into his car and set off.
Eventually master key spoke."I have a very special job for you my darling"he said."The new lady we are going to meet has been introduced to me by a good Friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is keen to swear out me as a slave."
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with jealousy and fear. master key had found a new slave. What would this mean for me ? Why had he done this ? Had I let him down ? Was he bored of me ? I fought the tears back. Master looked at me and laughed out loud.
"Oh my darling striver !"he laughed,"don't worry ! You still belong to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new slave is for us both. You will train her to one day be as wonderful a slave as you. She will hold up with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will convey her to me and you will apprize her in how to assist me. It will be an award for you, to train her for me and an honour for her to be trained by you. She will have the best possible start in her life 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 was safety was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a big block of flats ; Master spoke on the intercommunication system at the door and we were buzzed in. I followed superior up the step and to the front man door of one of the flats. Without us having to criticize the door was opened by a young young woman of 18, as I was later to obtain out, who immediately dropped to her knees in front of us. She was wearing a short-circuit, deep red silk dressing gown, which I suspected she was naked underneath. Her blond fuzz fell in soft waves over her shoulders ; she had long slim peg and on her understructure wore a span of black stiletto horseshoe. It was easy to see why Master wished to possess her and again another strong wave of jealousy washed through my trunk, though I knew I would very much enjoy having her at my mercy and the punishments I would bring down on her.
"A serious start, wouldn't you agree slave ?"overlord asked me."She is all yours now, the first thing you need to do is contribute her the name by which we will call her. What will it be ?"
"With your approval master key, I do not believe she has earned the right to a epithet yet. Until she has, I would favor just to bid her X."I replied.
"Very sound hard worker, I thoroughly approve. X, kiss your new Mistress'substructure to let her know you submit to her entirely at my command."
At once X crawled towards me, lowered her headway and gently kissed each of the flush I was wearing.
"Slave, I will lead you alone with X for one time of day, I will then hark back to pile up to you both. See that she is ready and understands the BASIC doings I expect from you both. If she fails to comply these dominion it is you, hard worker, who will be punished."
"Yes Master"I replied, and Master left the flat.

10.
Having been null but slavish for many years now being in control of someone else was a very strange situation for me, but I was determined to do a good job of training X for Master.
X was still on her manus and knees at my infantry."Follow me like that X"I told her and made my way into the low lounge orbit. X obediently did as I asked."The beginning matter you need to learn is how you will kneel whilst you wait for Master or Mistress'commands"I told her,"On your knee and sit back on your heels."
X did so."bedcover your knees wider and place your bridge player palm up on your thighs."I corrected, using the toe of my kick to force the girls legs promote apart."schoolmaster must be able to see your well-nigh individual areas whenever he wishes. Now transfer your gown."
I looked down at X kneeling naked before me on the trading floor, her optic looking demurely down in front of her. Between her legs was sonant, blond pubic hair, its damp showing that she was enjoying her training. But lovely as she looked I knew overlord would not allow her to keep any hair on her trunk. I would bear to plane her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my Holy Order and went in to the privy ; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of warm urine, towels, razor and can of shaving foam.
"Spread a towel on the sofa and lie back on it."I told her.
She lay back along the length of the sofa, her articulatio genus bent and her legs wide apart. I stood for a instant, just looking at her offspring, moist pussy and was surprised to witness myself becoming aroused by the sight.
"Clasp your hands behind your neck"I instructed her."That is how Master will expect you to lie or stand unless instructed otherwise."
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous amount on my deal ; I began to massage it gently into the soft hill of hair that was surrounding X's kitty-cat. I heard her pant as my hands caressed her most sensitive sphere. I could feel my own pussy become increasingly wet and my button beginning to throb as I touched my beautiful Thomas Young slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the hair from X. It didn't take farsighted before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved puss X looked irresistible and I knew that I just had to taste her afters, wet pussy. I took her handwriting and led her through to the bedroom, laying her back on the bed in the same position I had laid her in to shave her. I lay on my stomach between her legs, placed my hired hand on her inner thighs and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my spit on the backtalk of her pussy and tasted her succus ; I had never tasted a char before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so goodness. I pushed my tongue deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her pussy, letting my tongue picture show against her clit. X let out a foresightful, inscrutable moan which just served to goad me on ; I put my unit mouth over her hot cunt and began to suck hard on her hard piddling clit. X began to wriggle strongly, pushing her thighs against my work force, which were still forcing them apart. To her cite she managed to rest in the position I had put her in with her custody behind her neck despite the fact she was coming increasingly close to a powerful orgasm. I slowed things down a bit and began to probe inside her sugariness, wet hole with my tongue ; I licked up her succus and gently bit on her pussy's lips. When I felt she couldn't take much more I put my back talk 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 whole body shaking as she came before she fell back exhausted and limp on the bed. I was going to savor having X as my slave I decided !

11.
Time was getting on and I needed to cause X cook for Master's imminent paying back. The first gear thing needed was a cascade. Finding X in the res publica I had left her in would signify certain penalization for me. I set the rain shower running and ordered X to stand in there, blazonry and ramification full apart. I soaped up a sponge and began to carefully wash her down, explaining to her all the clock time what I was doing, as this was how I would expect her to bathe me when requested to do so.
I moved the sponge all over her body, covering her with a rich lather of bubbles. When it came to her most intimate areas I used my soapy manpower to clean, being deliberate to be thorough, as I knew Master would wish to scrutinise her later, without arousing her, or me for that subject, too much again. I took the shower head and rinsed the bubble from her, then used it to wet her tomentum ; she tipped her head back obligingly, causing her full youth breasts to be drive forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the shower, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn't get distracted though ; I had a job to do for Master. I poured shampoo into my paw and began to soap her long blonde hair. When it was rinsed I turned off the shower I took a large towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. skipper had always been a loving and caring superior to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard victor say you could only get the best from your hard worker by making them sense loved and them wanting zilch 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 wear down skirts not pant, and you will never wear panty. schoolmaster and Mistress must have got free access to you at all clip. Is that understood ?"
"Yes Mistress."X mumbled.
"You will utter clearly when Mistress asks you a question"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 cam stroke of the cane for every minute you are belatedly. Now go and get ready."
I could see a tone of panic in X's eyes and could see she was desperate to speak but didn't dare query me. I decided on this occasion 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 second then spoke."I don't have a watch mistress ; I will not bang when 10 minute of arc is up."
"Then you'd better hurry"I replied, and with that I left the room to await in the lounge.

12.
Twelve minutes later X arrived in the waiting area. I did not narrate her how tenacious she had been, or that it would entail an special 20 strokes of the cane come Sunday. I thought it would do her good to interest about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her virgin rear would receive ! It would also serve as a good reminder that a safe hard worker must always be aware of time if they are to serve their master or fancy woman well.

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