SHIRLEY, THE SLUT AND CUM DUMP OBEYED HER MASTER AND SLOWLY CLIMBED TO HER FEET. Her knees were wobbly and she had difficulty in standing upright. The Master's crop pushed up under her chin.
"Now pick up your things and clean this shit off !"
"Slap. slap." went the crop to both cheeks.
There was something very humiliating about having her face slapped.
She reddened and regained her posture. Her six inch heels didn't help.
"Yes Master" she said softly and slightly as a mumble.
The crop struck her face again.
"What was that bitch?" He was standing close and facing her. She felt his heavy breathing on her face . His anger at her "lack of respect."Her impudence!!" He knew she was weak from the extensive beatings and fuckings that he had just instigated. But he had to ensure that her respect for him as her Master and owner was always demonstrated. Whatever her condition .
She summoned up all the strength she could.
"Sorry Master!..... I'm sorry Master !"
" You had best remember my rules slut bitch!"
With that, he hooked up the heavily weighted genital leash.
With this added strain on her balls she was tugged into the bathroom and made to look at her slut's body. The sight reflected back at her, of a broken whore with whip marks over its torso, excited her. The three very deep cuts to her buttocks were impressive. "Yes" she thought, "they would certainly last for a week or two!" Remembering that her Master would renew them when they faded, was even more exciting.
"You like my handy work slut ?"
"Yes Master,.... thank you Master. Your slut is very grateful Master"
"I'm finished with you now bitch! You can clean up the playroom and make sure you polish the leather bench and clean the dildo and ball plug. Then clean the muck off yourself and get something for us to eat and drink from the kitchen."
With that he gave a tug on her leash.
"Thank you Master"
"Oh,.... and I want you dressed for sex" he added as he went through the door. "I'm expecting company." T.B.C.
