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The Discipline
Correspondence School.
Chapter 3.
Dear Master,
Saturday started
really strangely for me, I woke up from dreaming about our meeting.
I trembled at the
thought of being in your presence and must confess nearly did not turn up,
However I did show and was glad I did.
I Selected the
clothes you demanded I wear, took a shower making sure to clean not only my
pussy but I had three enema’s, self administered of course, to ensure my arse
was clean for you. I took my time in shaving my cunt for my master’s inspection
as I know any stray hairs would have cost me a punishment.
I really did not
know what to expect when I met you, would you be cruel and make me undress at
the memorial or would you be kind and have a van where I would have to undress
in your privacy. As I thought of these things, I could not ease the tingling in
my cunt, a feeling that was to stay with me the whole day.
As I know you do
not like your slaves wearing make up, I gave my face a peach scrub to remove
any traces and had to sit with it in place for 30 minutes, eyes closed and
imaging what you had planned. This increased the tingling from my cunt, knowing
I risked punishment for playing with myself, I resisted all temptation.
Finally at 1 pm I
dressed as ordered and set off to our meet. I was really conscious of the fact
I had only two items of clothing covering my body. I am sure I had my arse
stroked deliberately as I was standing on the tube journey. I arrived at 2.30
pm and had to will myself not to walk directly to the Memorial. So I had a
coffee at the Cafeteria in the Park.
Finally, I walked
up to the Memorial and waited, then I felt this thing sticking in my back and
began to panic when I heard you say don’t move. I am sorry master but I had to
see the face of the man who has dominated my body and my dreams. I thought it a
kindly face but one of great strength if angered.
You led me over
to where you took the photos and even before the first shot, my cunt was aching
to be filled with your fingers or better. Then Tim and Alan walked past, I felt
my cheeks flush as I saw Tim nudge his pal and they both looked directly at my
cunt. That excited me and I had to fight the desire to play with it for you and
them, so hard.
Then you took the
other pictures and I did not see anyone else react so I calmed myself thinking
that I had got away with this public exhibition of my cunt. Then Horror of
horrors as we walked I saw Tim and Alan sat there smiling as we approached. I
know what you said to them before you led me away to the bandstand but my heart
was pounding and my cunt dripping.
When you took me
behind the bandstand, I thought it was my chance to impress you by sucking your
cock, but you quickly changed that impression. You told me what you wanted me
to do and I almost ran away, to be topless was bad enough in a public park but
to give two strangers facial blow jobs and then have to wear their trophy loads
on my chest whilst going to your place, horrified and yet exhilarated me. I
wanted to be your complete cum slut and obey your every command.
Later in your
home, you demonstrated your kind side by wrapping me in that towel, and I could
not believe the range of toys you had on display for me to see. Your right the
butt plug did fascinate me, I had heard of them but never seen one let alone
handled one. You caught me out; I don’t know how because I was sure I had
replaced it exactly as it was. But you knew straight away I had moved it.
When you applied
that balm to my arse, I had to hold my breath the heat started straight away,
and then you showed me the delight of anal intrusion with the butt plug. Again
you applied the balm to my tits and cunt lips and it seemed my entire body was
on fire. My nerves jingled and all seemed directly attached to my cunt, I
wanted so much to cum right then but knew the punishment would not make it
pleasant for long.
When you applied
the nipple clamps I was UN aware that they vibrated and it came as a systems
overload to feel the strong vibrations flooding into my tits and straight to my
cunt.
I loved the
feeling of being bound helpless and the dildo was a real finishing touch. I
lost count of the times I came as I lay there waiting your return and each time
you did it was to increase the throbbing sensations in my cunt and on my tits.
I felt I wanted to swoon from the pleasure you were giving me, and yet wanted
to savoiur the feeling of power you had over me.
When it was all
over, and you instructed me to shower, without playing with myself, I was
disappointed and had hoped you would join me to allow me to suck of that large
firm shape in your trousers. But I was glad ultimately that you did not, for
the privilege of riding your cock when we went to bed more than made up for it.
To feel your thrusts into my arse as you took my anal sex cherry I knew I
wanted you as my master for ever.
To feel your cock
spurting deep within my arse made my life seem so right. I was surprised master
that you did not bind me before going to sleep, but to feel the heat of your
body against your worthless slave’s body was binding enough.
Thank you master
for the most exciting and fulfilling day of my life ever.
Your devoted
slave, Tammy.
Slut Tammy,
Your Behaviour on
Saturday was pleasing to me and as such that is why I allowed you to go on top,
your reward for working hard to please me.
Your report
pleases me further, however. I need to show you the worst side of my nature so
you know to continue your obedience. So with this in mind tonight at 11.00pm,
you will go out into your garden naked with a large carrot and your hairbrush.
You will insert the carrot in to your arse, fuck yourself for ten minutes in
this fashion before you spank your arse
six times on each cheek and say in a fairly loud voice, Thank you
master, your Cum cunt, begs forgiveness. Alternate each slap from left cheek to
right cheek.
Having done this
you will then apply the same force of slaps to your breasts, making sure you
aim for the nipples, three on each breast should suffice. Then you are to get on
hands and knees and finish fucking your arse with the carrot till you force a
cum from your cunt. You may then dispose of the carrot by throwing it into your
neighbour’s garden.
Return to your
room and write me the details.
Master Ray.
Monday Morning.
Master,
I carried out
your orders last night, I stood stark naked in the garden and applied my self
disciplinary measures and even before I got to walk doggie style I experienced
a giddy orgasmic rush. I am sure my neighbour heard me, but never saw him
looking.
Though this
morning he made a point to show me the carrot and said “look what someone threw
into my garden around midnight last night, it smells peculiar too” as he
sniffed the carrot. How I managed not to blush is beyond me.
Once again master
thank you for taking the time to train this worthless slut.
Your devoted
slave, Tammy.
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