slave was laying in the cage beside Masters bed as He watched TV yesterday.
Completely miserable, she tried to fight all of the thoughts that were making her squirm in an effort not to touch herself. So excited, so pent up she wasn't sure what to do with herself, tortured.
Master looks down at her "slave" He says, "go pick out ten implements, some sandpaper and the wartenburg wheel". "Yes Master" slave replies with the hopeful thought that perhaps her torture was ending.
After gathering Masters toys (Winston included of course) slave kneels beside Him quietly.
After a few moments Master turns His attention to slave "what is going through your mind?" He asks. "Nothing Master" slave replies, "Nothing?" He questions. "i am trying not to get too excited Master, You have been enjoying torture lately Sir" she replies trying to fight the tremor in her voice. she startles at Masters devious laugh "How do you torture a pain slut?" He asks with a chuckle "you deny them pain".
Master calls her over to the chain dangling from the roof and fastens the black and blue cuffs around her wrists and hooks them to the chain. slave starts trembling as she stands on tiptoe almost hanging from her wrists, trembling with excitement, eagerness and fear.
Master stepped away for a moment, then was suddenly behind slave slipping a blindfold over her eyes.
slave starts to slip down into that place ....
Master drags the sandpaper softly down slaves sides and she moans in pleasure...
After a few moments He starts pressing harder and harder as He rubs slave whimpers, gasping and fighting not to squirm.
When slave felt like all the skin had been rubbed off of her sides Master brushed the sandpaper against her sensitive nipples. Within seconds slave was sniffling and trying not to cry, and breathed a sigh of relief when Master pulled away.
Crying out when Master cracked the zebra cane against them and choking back a sob.
Switching to slaves ass, back and thighs Master used the 'zebra' cane that leaves twin stripes with each stroke. Winston the awful/lovely construction garbage. The flogger, crop, and various other toys found or created. Beating slave with His great skill Master had her fighting not to move and wondering how much more she could take, sobbing and sagging in the cuffs.
... to be continued
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