“I’m the slave….”
“Slave?”
“Yes, the slave to a very sadistic woman. She owns me and uses me for her own pleasure.”
“Does she whip you if you do anything wrong?”
“Yes, Miss.”
She walked around behind me and swung the switch around, hitting me high on the backs of my thighs. It hurt like hell, but I took it without making a sound.
“Like that?”
“Yes, Miss.”
“If you lied to her, what would she do to you?”
“Probably give me two dozen lashes on my naked ass.”
“You lied to me. You gave each of the guys a blow job and let the taller guy stuck it in your ass, didn’t you?”
“Yes, Miss.”
“Wanta see the proof?” she asked as she flashed the pictures on her cell phone.
She caught every bit of the action. There was no denying it.
“Well, if you get two dozen lashes from your Mistress, you ca
