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Everyday Life When Peri came home from work each day , she followed a very specific routine. She entered the house and knelt by the door, fully dressed until Sir approached and gave her the signal to disrobe. As she removed each piece of clothing, she handed it to Sir for storage. Sir took each item and locked it into either the clean clothes box or the dirty clothes box. Peri had no direct access to clothing since, as a female, she was forbidden from covering herself without Sir’s permission. Once completely naked, Peri stood up, crossed her arms over her head and arched her back to make sure her udders were readily available. Sir, doubled his belt and asked her the question. “Peri, why are you being punished.” Peri offered the same reply “ I am being punished because I wore a bra today. In direct violation of the rule that no female has the right to deny any Male direct access to her udders or holes.” Sir nodded with approval before striking each udder five times with his belt. Ever since Peri started her new job, and had to start wearing a bra to contain her enormous tits, this had been the routine. The pain never lessened, she always screamed as the belt came down on her tortured flesh. Peri’s udders were always red and swollen from the daily thrashing. New bruises overlapping with the older ones. These daily beatings with a belt, combined with Sir’s normal training and corrections with hands, rods, canes, and floggers meant that Peri’s udders were always throbbing with pain. Even the slightest touch or bump send waves of pain through her entire torso. When Sir finished, he presented the belt to Peri. She kissed the instrument of her torture before dropping to her knees to kiss Sir’s crotch and then the ground in front of his feet in greeting. When the daily ritual was finished, Peri to her feet and started to walk toward the kitchen, Sir liked an early dinner. Before she stepped of reach, Sir grabbed a nipple and twisted it until the pain forced the cunt to her knees. Sir smiled his female, “By the way, tomorrow I will leave some panties for you to wear. I want to see if we can’t make your clit as lovely as your udders.”  |
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Thank You. I'm pleased that You enjoyed it.
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Sure like the story's and great photos too. thanks
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That would add to her humiliation nicely.
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Great story, you are being well trained!
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Your stories are a joy to read - words form pictures, I see you in all your glory, your vulnerability, your pleasure, my cock hardens , my mind wants to use you, the scenarios not fully formed as my cock demands immediate attention. your pleasure becomes mine. Thank you !
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mmmmm very nice read....I would make one bring me the belt...
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