I am my bosses property 16
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They turned off the lights and left the room. I struggled but I was unable to
stand on my tiptoe toes to long. By the time they came back my pussy felt
bruised and raw.
The master walked in wearing a tuxedo and the mistress walked in wearing a
flowing black velvet gown that plunged in the neckline. It was do low that if
she bent over you could see her nipples. Then the master turned around a
ushered another couple in.
They all came over to me and the master showed his guest how effective this
punishment was. He approached me and showed them how red my pussy was. The
hoisted me up a little and proceeded to stuff two fingers into my vagina. The
pain was terrible and I started to whimper. I had learned not to embarrass my
masters like I did by throwing up earlier.
He moved his finger back and forth, in and out.
He then removed his finger and showed the guest where they could get undressed.
(Undressed, I wondered what did he mean by that)
When they approached all four were naked and I knew what he meant by that.
The men took me down and put me on the stone alter. It was rough and terrible
cold. I kept arching my back but it was no use. They attached my arms and legs
to the four corners. I was spread out to far that the muscles in my arms and
legs hurt.
They brought forth four big candles which they placed on stands and lit. They
had an eerie glow in the room. They women approached and inspected my vagina.
They pulled the lips out as far as they would go and clipped them so that they
were pulled all the way back. They took a clothes pin and attached it to my
clitoris. There was such a radiating pain from there I had to cry out.
The master said, "That was your last chance, we will have to gag you." With
that he strapped a ball gag into my mouth and attached it to the back of my
neck. "For tonight" he said "something will always be in your mouth."
The masters friend took out a length of rope and his wife came over and held one
breast up by the nipple. He started to wind the rope around the breast from the
base on up. He stropped when the breast stood out straight like the top of a
pyramid with a purple ball on top. Then they did the same thing to the other
breast.
The mistress came forwards and showed me a short quirt. She started to hit my
breast straight on. They hurt. The tears started to run down my face. The
wife's friend was fingering my cunt, running her fingers up and down my slit.
She would flick the clothes pin from time to time.
The mistress counted 40 strokes with the quirt and then stopped.
