1844-33-CANDY EXT 423
“You’re late,” I say, looking at my watch as you walk through the door.
“I’m sorry, Mistress,” you reply, bowing your head in submission. “I apologize for my tardiness.”
I can see the fear in your eyes, and I know you’re wondering what punishment awaits you for your disobedience. Then I stand up from my chair and walk over to you, my heels clicking against the hardwood floor. After that, I reach out and stroke your cheek, feeling the stubble on your chin.
“You know what happens to slaves who are late, don’t you?” I ask, my voice low and seductive.
“Yes, Mistress,” you reply, your voice trembling.
“Good,” I say, my lips curling into a smile. “Follow me.”
I lead you to the back of the house, to the room where I keep all of my toys. I can see your eyes widen as you take in the array of whips, chains, and other devices that I use to punish my slaves.
Don’t Be Late!
“Take off your clothes,” I command, and you quickly comply, stripping down to your bare skin. I can see the goosebumps on your flesh, and I know it’s not just from the cold.
“Bend over,” I say, and you do as you’re told, bending over a table and presenting your ass to me. I take a riding crop from the wall and run it over your skin, feeling the heat radiating from your body.
“You’re going to be punished for your disobedience,” I say, my voice stern. “But first, I’m going to make you suffer.”
“Now, let’s see what we have here,” I say, running my hand over your ass. I can feel the muscles tense beneath my touch, and I know you’re wondering what I’m going to do next.
I take a pair of nipple clamps from the wall and attach them to your nipples, feeling the metal bite into your flesh. You let out a muffled cry, but I ignore it, moving down to your balls.
“These are going to hurt,” I say, taking a pair of ball stretchers from the wall. Then I attach them to your balls, feeling the metal constrict around them.
I take a riding crop from the wall and start to tease your balls with it, feeling the skin tense beneath my touch.
“Please, Mistress,” you mumble through the gag. I ignore you, and continue to tease your balls with the crop. I can see the fear in your eyes, and I know you’re wondering how much more you can take.
When I finally stop, I step back to admire my work. Your balls are swollen and red, and I can see the pain etched into your face.
Mercedes 1844-33-CANDY EXT 423
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