Master punishes his slut

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He whispered into her ear, ‘You’re mine slut all mine. What are you to me?’

‘Am your slut, Sir’.

‘Yes you are. What else are you to me, Slut?’

‘Am nothing to you Sir, other than your worthless slut!’

‘Now on your knees slut and wait there for ten minutes and repeat “I am nothing other than your worthless slut” and when you have finished saying that, go down the stairs, strip off and I will be there soon.’

‘Yes Sir’.

She fell to her knees and lowered her head, placing it on the cold ground, stretching her arms either side of her head so her hands were placed flatly on the soil. As she knelt she repeated over and over what she had been instructed to say. The ten minutes seemed to drag on and soon she was muddling her words. When she had finished she rose slowly and thanked her Master for letting her worship him.

Slut then went down the stairs and, placing her bare foot onto the top step, she looked downwards into the dark, damp, gloomy lighted room. She shivered as she took another step, and then another. Once she got down, she stood there shivering from the cold but she knew she had to take off what little clothing she had on. She undid the rope belt and then she slipped the cotton robe off her body and placed them on to the hook.

As her eyes adjusted to the dimly lit room she looked around. Since the last time she had been down here he had worked hard at making the room look like a small prison cell. He had hung up his whips and paddles. Masks and gags were adorning the walls, all his equipment was there on hand. His hard toys as he would call them that she knew as punishment equipment. She knew he also had kept some upstairs in the bedroom, the fun toys.

She hated the cellar and she knew she was in trouble when she had to go down there.

She didn’t know how long she’d waited when she heard her Master’s footsteps on the stairs. He moved quickly and before she knew what had happened he had placed the hood on her head. He whispered into her ear and she wasn’t too sure what he had said but she shuddered at the thought what might happen to her in this session.

His hands felt her breasts and she tried hard not to react to his touch but he knew exactly where to touch her just to get a reaction from his slut. He smiled as he saw her twist to get away from his touch. He twisted each breast and he then twisted her nipples. She squealed as he slapped her breasts hard. She jumped, he then hit them harder. She tried to move away, he held her tightly and then pulling her up by her arm she stood there and he kicked her legs apart. Her arms swung loosely by her side.

She heard him move away and she felt the cold metal cuffs on her wrists and ankles. When the chain was fixed he pulled her arms up above her head and then a piece of chain was then fixed to each ankle and they were pulled part so that she was spread wide open.

He then went and got a toy and putting it where he wanted it he fixed it to the ground below her vagina. He then opened it and pushed the dildo end up into her, pushing it deep. She swung her head back and moaned deeply.

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