Slave. role one.
1.
I am a striver. I am owned, and happy to be so. I exist purely to please my maestro, in every facet of his life, and whatever I am doing I am always ready to serve him in whatever way he chooses. Around my neck is what appears, to the external world, to be just a pretty flatware pendant with a adamant initial on it. But to me it is so much more than that.
It was the felicitous day of my life, the day I received that pendant. I had not been serving Master for very long, just long enough for him to cognise that I had submitted to him entirely. I had spent an evening serving him, preparing his food, pouring his drinkable and lighting his fag, and was sat naked at his feet awaiting his next command.
"Kneel"passkey commands me.
I positioned myself in front of Master, my stage tucked under me so that I was sitting on my hound, feet together, knee joint slightly apart. My men rested on my thighs with my palms upturned, my head bowed and my optic on the floor.
"What is the use of your macrocosm, Slave ?"he asked me.
"To obey you, Master."I replied.
"Kneel up and lour your head."He ordered.
I did so and he told me to hold my haircloth up. When I did victor leant forward and fastened the beautiful silver chain, bearing his initial, around my neck.
"This concatenation signals my ownership of you. You now belong to me and you will obey me at all multiplication, without dubiousness. If you do not, you will be punished. If you please me, I may choose to reward 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 don the symbol of my entry and it is also a great comfort to me when I am separated from master copy, knowing that I belong to him and that he cares for me.

2.
I do not be with Master. When I am not with him he will institutionalize me a text message to summon me when he requires me. If I am not there within 15 proceedings I will be punished. If I ever need to go somewhere that will mean I am unable to respond in this time, I must get special permission from headmaster.
Punishments for failing to please skipper vary. Sometimes I will be spanked over lord's knee joint, but if passkey 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 spend the day serving Master on my paw and knees. But my uncollectible punishment is to be banished. Being forbid to see original and being ignored by him, sometimes for various days, is the most painful punishment I can receive.
At the core of my meekness to my victor 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 keep my soundbox prepare to be used at all times. All my body hair must be removed and I must always be, of line, scrupulously clean. I always wear skirts, not pant, and am forbidden from wearing panties at anytime. master key must give free approach to me at all times.
Nothing affair but Master's pleasure and satisfaction. My joy all comes from serving Master, it doesn't matter how afflictive or degrading it is, if Master is pleased with his slave that is the greatest delight 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 natural action. Within ten instant I was knocking on his door.
"Enter and murder your clothes"he ordered
I did as I was told and knelt on the storey, oculus down to wait his following instructions.
Master eventually spoke ;"Who does your body belong to knuckle down ?"
"You Master"I replied
"And you give it to me without question ?"he continued.
"Yes, Master"
"Then on your manpower and knees"he commanded.
I did as I was told ; this was nothing unusual, Master often liked to fuck my snatch this way. Today though I knew he had something dissimilar in mind.
"Today you are going to learn to have your ass fucked like a good little slave"he whispered in my ear. He was kneeling behind me now. I felt my stomach clench with fear. He must have felt my dead body tense as he said,
"You want Master to be pleased with his Slave don't you ?"
"Yes original,"I whispered"I do."
"goodness girl, then just unwind and do as your told and lord will be very pleased."
I felt his strong bridge player begin to gently stroke my buttocks, occasionally wandering between my thighs and brushing the lip of my increasingly wet puss. I found myself beginning to relax and enjoy myself, but I was soon remind that we weren't there for my pleasance.
"detention your cheeks apart"he commanded.
He then began to run his digit, still wet from my puss, around the edge of my tight little asshole. Immediately I tensed up,
"I told you to relax."He said"Do I need to punish you ?"
"No captain"I responded"I can do it."
"Let's Hope 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 relax my body as Master's digit continued to circle my asshole. Then he reached one shot in social movement of me and held out his finger's breadth for me to suck. With his finger now even wetter he began to gently press it against my tight hoop. Gradually, as I began to relax, he inserted his finger into my ass, knuckle deep, and I have to admit it felt undecomposed. Master could severalise I was enjoying myself.
"Energy Department that feel good slave ?"He hissed as I let out a little groan of joy,"I think I've got myself a slutty small slave who likes her ass fucked"
He started to then work two fingers into my tight hole, and after some initial resistance I was once again being driven wild by the feeling of skipper's fingerbreadth filling and stretching me. Just as I was beginning to really enjoy myself he removed his fingers from me and I let out a little sigh of disappointment, but he certainly hadn't finished with me yet.
"bandstand"I was ordered, and schoolmaster took my hand and led me to the sofa. When we reached the arm he put his hand on my back and gently pushed me forward so I was bent over it, my bottom in the air, presented to victor, make for him to use or step at will. He roughly pulled the cheeks of my ass apart and I felt the head of his huge putz pressing against my tintinnabulation. I felt my stomach tighten again, there was no way he could fit inside me is there ?
master key thrust hard against me, and I was pushed hard against the sofa. I cried out in annoyance, it felt like I was going to be ripped in two, but my cries seemed to awaken him more and he pushed unrelentingly into me, and I felt the promontory of his cock ram deep into my ass. Pain seared through me and tears rolled down my face but I would never ask him to give up. My job was to impart passkey pleasure and my torso 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.
original had slowed his apoplexy down now and was slowly but firmly eff my asshole. With each stroke he went a minuscule deeper until his whole rooster was buried inscrutable inside me. Despite the pain I had never felt so full of cock and it felt incredible.
"Thank you professional"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 balls deep in my ass. It didn't take long doing this before I heard sea captain cry out and then with a farsighted oink he shot his full onus of hot cum deep into my gut. As he pulled his spent cock out of me he whispered"good fille, you've been a good hard worker"and kissed me gently on the top of my head and I knew there was no tone 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 preparation to arrive at trusted I was always set up to incur him and the next evening presented me with a large, pitch-dark rear end male plug. Having bent me across his articulatio genus he gently inserted the hoopla into my ass.
"You will wear this until I tell you that you may dispatch it."He said"Now go home."
Sitting in the car on the way home was really uncomfortable at first but by the prison term I had arrived nursing home I had grown used to the spirit of the plug inside me and was beginning to enjoy it. It was a constant reminder of what my life had become. I had accepted Masters rule entirely and was under his constant quantity controller whether he was with me or not, and I realised that this was a post I was completely felicitous to be in.
I went about my eve as usual, preparing supper then taking a bath. When I got into bed it took all my willpower not to reach myself, not to make 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 next dayspring I was woken by a message on my phone.
"I hope you've still got it in"it said"or there will be trouble. air me a exposure immediately so I know you're being a proficient girl."
Of row I did as I was told instantly."right"was the reply,"keep it in until I tell you otherwise remember."
At finally, at 8 o'clock the next morning I received the substance instructing me to transfer the fire hydrant until I met Master again that eventide, when overlord would reinsert it after he had used my ass for his pleasure again. This was to be the typesetter's case every Night until professional was well-chosen with my progress.

5.
Several month passed and I continued devotedly as master copy's hard worker. One evening he called me to him and told me he had authoritative word. It was news that would submit my commitment to him to a whole new stage. Master had bought a small bungalow that was situated just past the end of his garden. This was to be my new home. lord told me I would quit from my job with contiguous result and I was to sell the place I owned in the nearby town. I was to be kept by passe-partout from now on. He wanted entree to me 24hrs a day, 7 days a week. Total restraint of my life. I would be given a citation card for my day to day expense and the money from the sale of my sign would be put into an account that I would be given should Master and I ever end our arrangement.
professional would deliver a key to my new home and I must be ready to receive him at any time. I would come to his rest home morning time and evening to machinate and serve him his breakfast and dinner. I would not be permitted to join him for these meals unless invited to do so. Every Sunday would be punishment day when I would receive penalization for any misdemeanours I had committed during the calendar week ; I would also receive ten strokes of the cane every Sunday, regardless of whether I had displeased Master or not. This was to serve as a monitor of my position and to strengthen the trammel between hard worker and Master.
A surplus bedroom in my new cottage had been prepared for this function and also for any other occasion skipper had to punish or restrain me. It contained a post with restraints at the top and tail where my ankle and wrists would be fastened, my branch gamy above me and legs spread apart with a strap around my waist to make me against the post. This is where I would receive whippings from Master as I would be unable to funk from the lashes, whether he chose to move over them on my second joint, rump or breasts. Also in the room was a boastfully padded board with restraints at each corner, again for my wrists and Angle, this meant that I could be spread across the table for original's use on either my front or back and would be ineffective to close my branch, whatever Master chose to do to me or whatever he chose to do it with. Finally there was a form of stool on which I could kneel and deflect forward, my stomach and chest supported, where I would receive my every week caning. It caused my arse to be raised and presented to Master, perfectly positioned for this purpose.
The rest of the house had been very comfortably furnished with everything I could ever need, apart from the secrets held in that one bedchamber no-one could possess known that it was the rest home of a women being kept solely to dish up a Master.

6.
I handed in my notice the very next morning and visited the acres agentive role to put my house on the market. I was moving into my cottage that good afternoon ; I had never felt so happy, so unloosen. From now on in life I had only one concern ; Master's pleasure. I had always known I was born to attend, that it was my calling and now I could dedicate my life to it. And at that moment I knew that I loved my superior with all my nitty-gritty and that I truly would do anything for him. Anything at all.
I arrived at the cottage at 12.30 as superior had asked for tiffin at 1. I prepared the intellectual nourishment and went up to his sign in time to lay his tiffin out for him, ready for when he stopped working at one. As instructed I had prepared myself a low measure of lunch in a bowl and placed it next to the home plate of food I had prepared for captain, I then knelt next to skipper's chair to await for him to get in. Around 1.30 Master entered the way ; he would often plow up later than the time we had arranged, enjoying the thought of waiting obediently for him on my knee joint. 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 work force and knees now, slave. And I want you naked."
I obeyed at once of course, removing all my apparel quickly, folding them neatly and dropping to my hands and knees. overlord, who was now seated at the table, took the bowling ball of solid food I had put next to his plate and placed it on the floor in front of me.
"You may now eat"he stated"but you may not use your hired hand, only your mouth."
So that is how I spent my first meal as Master's full-of-the-moon clip slave, eating from a pipe bowl on the floor like an beast at my Master's feet. Master seemed to enjoy watching me eat this way, and would regularly pass out and stroke my stern, sometimes giving them a sharp slap, before softly stroking them again.
Once he had finished eating master copy stood up saying
"You may put up and continue your day now Slave."
And with that he left the room.

7.
That Sunday break of day I was to encounter my first wicker in the new punishment room. Master had instructed me to be stood at the station, naked of course, with my legs apart and my manpower clasped behind my neck at 9am. He enjoyed seeing me in this spatial relation, it thrust my boob 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 room he had designed himself. He spent several consequence just looking at me stood there and running his fingers over my nude struggle very gently, instantly arousing me and making me shake. I felt the wetness from between my legs begin to filter down my thigh. I heard maestro laugh to himself as he noticed this.
"My horny little slut"he laughed,"if you're a ripe girl and take your penalisation like the subservient little slave I know you are, I might screw you afterwards. You would like that wouldn't you ?"
"Yes Master, 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 simplicity, then lifting my script richly above my school principal 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 spent some time selecting a cane from the selection I saw he had there. Once he had chosen one he walked around in front of me and held it on his outstretched palms up to my face.
"You have behaved well this week Slave"he said"so you will encounter just 10 diagonal of the cane."
"You will enumerate each one out loud in a clear voice. After each stroke you will thank me and ask if you may have another. If you fail to do this I will reprise that throw until you do. Do you see ?"
"Yes Master"I replied in a clear voice.
He then walked behind me and spent a few moments caressing my hindquarters 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 ass. The pain was searing and my fanny immediately began to burn. I couldn't assist but cry out in painfulness and I felt the hot prickle of tears in my eye and down my boldness. I hadn't forgotten superior's order though.
"One"I said clearly"Thank you Sir, please may I birth another ?"
And with that I felt the second gear apoplexy, even more painful than the first of all. 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 fille"captain said"Master is very proud to own a slave as obedient and slavish as you."
I was delighted, naught made me as felicitous as hearing that from Master, and I was already looking forward to adjacent week's caning so I could please captain so much again.

8.
"You accepted your punishment well, my niggling striver"Master went on."And now I will bang you."
With that he released my restraints from the post and led me to the tabular array he had installed in the room. As I stood facing the table he knelt behind me and gently circularize my stage wide-eyed. Having done this he took some mild cords and bound my ankles to the board legs. Having done this he placed his deal softly between my shoulder blade and firmly but slowly pushed me forward so I was bent over the table. He walked around to the other end of the table and took my hands, stretched my arms out in front of me and fastened them to the box of the tabular array. He stepped back and smiled, pleased with his study. Leaning forward he kissed me softly and lovingly on the back talk and I raised my head the best I could to see him.
"My darling striver,"he whispered"I do have intercourse you very much."
He walked back round the table so he was behind me again and began to stroke my still sore buttocks. His hired hand gradually got frown so they were stroking the back of my second joint, and even more gradually he allowed his fingers to hunt their way towards my wet, shaven kitty-cat. I shuddered as I felt the fond hullabaloo building between my wooden leg. As the wetness began to run down my thigh headmaster knelt down behind me and began to run his tongue incredibly lightly up the inside of my second joint, tasting my juice as he did so. My clit was throbbing hard now and I writhed against my bonds hardly able to check myself. As he reached my twat I was ineffectual to stop myself letting out a long groan of pleasure.
"Hush my darling"original laughed"or I will be forced to gag you, won't I ?"
"Yes overlord"I gasped.
Master 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 flutter across my clit. I groaned again, unable to stop 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 spot on the table but it soon became clear as he approached my head.
"out-of-doors your mouth wide."He commanded.
I obeyed and he placed in my mouth the lump of a Ball gag and tightened the leather strap. My oral cavity was now held open and very full, my lingua pushed to the bum of my lip. I could hardly have made a sound if I had wanted to.
After he had tightened the shoulder strap around my capitulum schoolmaster immediately returned to his spatial relation behind me. This time he began to work two digit into my now sopping wet jam. With his finger's breadth thrusting inside me, hitting my g-spot as they did so, he used his pollex to roughly rub my throbbing clitoris. I was writhing around, unable to contain the excitement and joy that was building inside me.
"Don't you dare cum until I give you permission"Master ordered firmly and withdrew his mitt from between my legs and my kitty ached at the exit. Almost immediately though professional slammed his huge, punishing turncock right inside my hot, wet pussy and I knew I wouldn't be able-bodied to hold back myself much longer. He continued thrusting into me, hard 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 a lot longer.
"Cum"he said simply.
And I did, undulation of hot pleasance swept through me, from between my legs, spreading throughout the repose of my body so strongly, I was almost convulsing in my adherence, screaming into my gag.
"commodity girl, cum for Master"superior said softly, stroking my hair, his cock still recondite inside me, and with one last driving force I felt him shoot his hot cum into my pussy.

9.
calendar month passed and I continued to serve passkey as I always had, and I was glad. One afternoon passe-partout let himself into my cottage and called me to him. Within seconds I was kneeling at his feet, my eyes on the floor.
"We are going out this afternoon,"he told me."There is person 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 skillful friend of mine. She has shown herself to be very submissive and is not bad to swear out me as a slave."
As I heard this I was overwhelmed with jealousy and fear. Master 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. sea captain looked at me and laughed out loud.
"Oh my darling slave !"he laughed,"don't headache ! You still belong to me, I adore you and I would never be without you. This new slave is for us both. You will cultivate her to one day be as wonderful a slave as you. She will live with you, and serve you and when I call for her you will make for her to me and you will instruct her in how to dish me. It will be an honour for you, to aim her for me and an honor for her to be trained by you. She will have the trump possible start in her life as a submissive with you as her mistress."
respite swept through me, I was still worried of trend, but knowing that my position with Master was safe was all that mattered.
We arrived outside a large block of flats ; master copy spoke on the intercommunication system at the threshold and we were buzzed in. I followed sea captain up the steps and to the front doorway of one of the flats. Without us having to bump the threshold was opened by a young young woman of 18, as I was later to regain out, who immediately dropped to her human knee in front of us. She was wearing a light, deep red silk dressing gown, which I suspected she was nude underneath. Her blond hairsbreadth fell in soft waves over her shoulders ; she had long slim pegleg and on her feet wore a twosome of disgraceful stiletto brake shoe. It was prosperous to see why Master wished to possess her and again another strong moving ridge of jealousy washed through my body, though I knew I would very much savor having her at my clemency and the punishment I would inflict on her.
"A goodness starting, wouldn't you agree Slave ?"Master asked me."She is all yours now, the outset thing you need to do is give her the name by which we will forebode her. What will it be ?"
"With your favourable reception maestro, I do not believe she has earned the right hand to a name yet. Until she has, I would favor just to holler her X."I replied.
"Very good Slave, I thoroughly O.K.. X, kiss your new fancy woman'feet 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 boots I was wearing.
"Slave, I will go away you alone with X for one hour, I will then generate to collect to you both. See that she is fix and understands the basic behaviour I expect from you both. If she fails to follow these rule it is you, Slave, who will be punished."
"Yes sea captain"I replied, and Master left the flat.

10.
Having been zero but submissive for many years now being in control of someone else was a very foreign situation for me, but I was determined to do a just job of training X for Master.
X was still on her hired man and knees at my groundwork."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 matter you need to take 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."cattle ranch your human knee wider and place your hands palm up on your thighs."I corrected, using the toe of my boot to impel the girls legs far apart."Master must be able to see your most private areas whenever he wishes. Now remove your gown."
I looked down at X kneeling naked before me on the trading floor, her center looking demurely down in front of her. Between her legs was soft, blond pubic pilus, its dampness showing that she was enjoying her preparation. But lovely as she looked I knew captain would not take into account her to keep any fuzz on her body. I would have to knock off her. I explained this to X. She obediently rose at my orders and went in to the toilet ; she soon came back out carrying a bowl of warm water, 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-grass and her ramification wide apart. I stood for a second, just looking at her Thomas Young, damp cunt and was surprised to find myself becoming aroused by the sight.
"Clasp your hands behind your neck opening"I instructed her."That is how Master will expect you to lie or tolerate unless instruct otherwise."
I took the can of foam and sprayed a generous measure on my hands ; I began to massage it gently into the soft pitcher of haircloth that was surrounding X's pussy. I heard her gasp as my hands caressed her most sore area. I could sense my own snatch become increasingly wet and my clit beginning to shudder as I touched my beautiful young slave. I reached for the razor and very carefully began shaving the whisker from X. It didn't take long before I had removed it all and rinsed and dried her. Lying there with her newly shaved cunt X looked irresistible and I knew that I just had to taste her sweet, wet puss. I took her hand 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 hand on her privileged thighs and gently pushed them apart. Leaning forward I tentatively placed my knife on the sassing of her kitty and tasted her juices ; I had never tasted a cleaning woman before and was very turned on by what I was experiencing. She tasted so good. I pushed my natural language deeper inside her and began to slowly and firmly lap at her pussy, letting my glossa pic against her button. X let out a long, deeply groan which just served to goad me on ; I put my unharmed mouth over her hot cunt and began to go down on hard on her grueling lilliputian clit. X began to writhe strongly, pushing her second joint against my mitt, which were still forcing them apart. To her credit she managed to remain in the position I had put her in with her hands behind her neck despite the fact she was coming increasingly close to a potent orgasm. I slowed affair down a bit and began to probe inside her sweet, wet hole with my tongue ; I licked up her juices and gently bit on her pussy's lips. When I felt she couldn't take much more I put my lips around her button again, and gently holding it between my tooth sucked her to an incredible 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 revel having X as my slave I decided !

11.
Time was getting on and I needed to receive X ready for superior's imminent return. The first gear thing needed was a rain shower. Finding X in the state I had left her in would mean sealed penalty for me. I set the shower running and ordered X to stand in there, weapons system and legs wide apart. I soaped up a leech and began to carefully wash off her Down, explaining to her all the time what I was doing, as this was how I would anticipate 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 confidant areas I used my saponaceous men to clean, being thrifty to be thorough, as I knew Master would wish to visit her later, without arousing her, or me for that subject, too much again. I took the cascade mind and rinsed the bubbles from her, then used it to wet her tomentum ; she tipped her head back obligingly, causing her full Danton True Young breasts to be thrust forward. As she stood there, wet and glistening from the shower bath, she looked truly beautiful. I knew I mustn't get distracted though ; I had a job to do for lord. I poured shampoo into my hand and began to lather her long blonde hair. When it was rinsed I turned off the exhibitor I took a large towel and wrapped it around X, gently rubbing her dry. Master had always been a loving and caring superior to me and I hoped I could be the same to X. I had often heard master key say you could only get the easily from your slaves 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 wear doll not pant, and you will never wear pantie. Master and Mistress must have dislodge accession to you at all times. Is that understood ?"
"Yes Mistress."X mumbled.
"You will speak clearly when Mistress asks you a inquiry"I reprimanded her."Now, what did you say ?"
"Yes Mistress."She spoke clearly this time.
"Good"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 second foresightful you will be punished on Sunday with ten cerebrovascular accident of the cane for every minute of arc you are late. Now go and get ready."
I could see a tone of affright in X's oculus and could see she was heroic to speak but didn't dare question me. I decided on this occasion to be merciful as lord was to me when I first began my training.
"Is there something you wished to ask me X ?"I said.
X hesitated for a import then spoke."I don't have a watch Mistress ; I will not be intimate when 10 minutes is up."
"Then you'd better hurry"I replied, and with that I left the room to await in the lounge.

12.
twelve second later X arrived in the lounge. I did not tell her how yearn she had been, or that it would think an extra twenty slash of the cane come Billy Sunday. I thought it would do her good to worry about it until then, wondering how much of a caning her Virgo behind would have ! It would also serve as a unspoilt monitor that a good slave must always be aware of clip if they are to serve their master or mistress well.

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