He then whispered in to her ear once more ‘Don’t you dare cum, my slut, without my permission’, she cried out as she felt her body, she wanted to close her legs but she couldn’t move them. He then rubbed his hands over her body. He placed some cord under her breasts and she gasped as he bound them tightly, she moaned some more as he pulled the cord tighter. Her breast were now jutting outwards as two extended mounds. He flicked her nipple rings and then placed weights on to them. She whined louder about the pain but he ignored it and carried on with what he was doing.
She felt his thumb probing her anal area and as he pushed it in she screamed. He stood up and pulled her head backwards and warned her that if she didn’t shut up she would be gagged. She quietened down.
She was feeling warm under the hood. She hated the hood, but he loved it as the hotter she got inside the more it molded around her face so as she breathed in and out it would move with each breath she took.
His hand rubbed over her face and he opens the mouth part of the mask, so she could now talk.
‘Now my slut I have been observing you when you think I haven’t been and I am not happy with the way you have been conducting yourself. What have you got to say about it my Slut?’
She didn’t say anything she was shocked and wondered where he had been watching her. She hadn’t been out of the house unless he gave her permission to and then it was to the shops and back. She was confused, unsure of what he meant.
‘I just spoke to you my Slut what have you got to say?’
He flicked the crop on her right cheek and she jumped slightly.
‘Master slut is sorry if slut has displeased you, she will try harder not to let you down’.
He flicked the crop again on the left cheek, but this time she had tensed her bottom cheek and it’s sting was more intense. She screamed out in pain. Her arms were beginning to ache and her breasts were throbbing.
‘Please Master, slut is sorry. Please let her go Master, she will be good’, she whined.
He started to take the mickey out of her copying what she was saying.
She could feel her eyes swelling and then a tear fell from her eye. He tugged on the weights from her nipples and she groaned.
‘Please Master’
‘Yes my slut?’
‘Ammmm going to cummmmmmm pleaseeeeeeee Master let me goooo’
‘No my slut your only just starting and woe betide you if you cum before I have said you can’.
He slapped her breasts one at a time and added some more weight to them. She leaned her head backwards and he placed his hand in front of her mouth. He then bent down to where she had piled the clothing, looking though them all he saw was clean clothing. He went up the stairs and headed to the bathroom where he found a pair of his dirty pants and headed back downstairs. He stood in front of her and let her sniff the pants. He then wiped her arse and made sure there was some soiled wasted on the pants, then pushed them into her mouth. She was told to suck on the piece of cloth.
‘Tastes nice my slut?’
She nodded.
‘That yours shit slut and behold if you drop what I just placed in your mouth.’