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mistress shruti

Part 2

As I starts to come around feeling sharp pain saw with blured vision my master was nudging my chest with his right foot in leather slippers asking me to wake up standing beside me wearing night suit, hard leather sole of his slippers is causing great pain to my already broken ribs and flesh, I realised its morning now and moved my head around to check for my mistress and to my relief she wasnt around I starts to rise despite terrible pain across my body and master orders me to crawl to yard where he washed me with garden hose, water pressure was so high that it was hitting my batterd body and deep slit welts like bullets I yelped in pain then he rubbed my entire body with plastic cleaning brush which hurt like hell on wounds made by mistress whip and heels after cleaning me maters left me there on hard floor to dry up, after hour or so he came back with a bag of cheap disinfectent powder and sarts to sprinkle all over my body it starts to burn my wounds and slit welts making me flip like a fish on ground in terrible pain, after few hours the pain subsides and I was feeling better.


My master came and order me to crawl back into the hall but I cuped feet and stats to cry for mercy but master replied coldly "now you are not only my slave mistress shruti also own you I know her punishments are very brutal, cruel and inhuman but I cant say no to her you know how beautiful she is I madly loves her and even if she wants to get you skinned alive to get her shoes made out of your skin which I feel is the most cruel and inhuman act, I will not stop her, so you better comply to her orders and acts to keep your ordeal minimum, clear slave" I was shocked by hearing this now its clear that her very cruel inhuman acts on me are imminent and no body on earth can save me from that.


I crawled back to hall behind my master who orderd me to clean the bloody mess out of last nights masscar from the floor and pointed towards the floor beside sofa there lying the designer shoes of mistress she wore last night tormenting me, their sight gives me a fright as they were looking at me arrogantly and the sole and heels are stained with my own blood and tissues "slave lick them clean like new and dont show any carelessness or disrespect towards mistress shoes as you know they can do again what they did last night to you", I immediately lifted one shoe with all the respect and started to lick it clean, same with other shoe after working hard on them for some long time they were shining like new I put them on a silk cushion on floor and starts cleaning the mess from the floor as I finished cleaning, heard honking of a small truck which stopped in front of halls door and some men came out of it unloaded big wardrobes and moved it to my room which was given to me by master as a token of his kindness has a single bed and small cupboard to keep my  stuff whatever I have, after few hours of hammering and nailing work they came out with my bed, cupboard and all other stuff which also have a picture of my mother only priced possesion I have at least for me, I crawled towards my master sitting at sofa and cupped his feet in my hands and starts to beg for giving back my mothers picture he asked them to return it to me, I kissed the tips of his slippers to thank him and keept that picture on floor beside sofa and they loaded rest of stuff in the truck and drive away


To my shock now I dont have any thing I am just a naked human form a real slave, after some time another van came and unloaded big carton boxes outside, my master ordered me "slave your mistress stuff has arrived outside in cartons as she is moving in take them inside to the room used to be yours but now its your mistress big wardrobe unpack her stuff and arrange them in wardrobes in that room, wardrobe with small shelf is for shoes, medium for accessories like bags, purses an belts, big one for dresses arrange them quickly" I immediately rushed to do as commanded after hours of hard labour I managed to arrange all her stuff in wardrobes, which was quite a task as shee have over 400 dresses, 250 pairs of footwear, 150 bags, purses and belts all very expensive.


It is not that the mansion dosnt have more space but my mistress dose have chosen my room as a punishment now  have lots of questions coming across where will I sleep, what will I wear and what will I eat as i am starving, suddenly  heard master calling me I rushed to hall crawling and heard honking and saw master's bentely outside halls door must be mistress shruti driving it master ordered me "slave rush outside mistress shruti is here, recieve her" I crawled out trembling in fear opened and lay beside the drivers door on my back and saw white leather strappy sandals with lots of embelishments and thin metal 5" heels from  jimmy choo as a logo on its leather soles says, on her divine well pedicured feet with red painted nails rests on my belly and she comes out of car in elegent short white dress looking absolutly beautiful her metal heels digs painfuly in my battered flesh as she stands full weight on them looking at me smiling cruely asked "how are you slave, missed me" I couldnt reply as I was throwing my head side by side in extreme pain she walked on after standing on me for a long while I heard click clack of her heels on stone floor as she walks inside hall, blood flows from the fresh wounds made by her metal heels on my belly.


I crawled back to my mistress sitting comfortably on sofa with master after cleaning blood from my fresh wounds, "have you arranged my wardrobes properly slave, if I dint find it satisfactory you will be punished dearly" said mistress in serious voice, with that she looked around to find her shoes rested on silk cushion smiled and asked me you cleand them well and treated them properly, good but what is that filth lying next to them bring it to me" she asked pointing at picture of my mother, I shaking in fear picked it and handover to mistress which she commented on "who is this piece of shit,  even street dogs looks better than her, I must destrory it" with that I immediately cupped her feet in my hands and starts to beg kissing tips of her designer sandals, not to do so as that is my mother in muffeld voice,"what now slave who gives you permission to touch my expensive sandals with your filthy lips, you know how much they costs" says mistress while taking out a cigerete and lighting it with a lighter with that she kicked me away and starts burning a corner of picture with lighter I immediately jumped on my feet and snatched picture from her and doused fire with my hands.


"how dare you bastered, you insulted me now you will pay for it" I was terrified and she got up from sofa and stomped very hard on picture lying on floor front of me with her right foot in order to save it I covered it with my hand right hand and force was so high her thin metal heel dug deep inside my palm and she applied all her weight on it lifting other foot in air twisting on this heel side by side making thin metal pass right thru the palm I wasin terrible pain and lot of blood flows freely from this wound has ruined mothers picture totaly so I losses it again to my mistress who is standing there smiling cruely on me and after some time she put her left feet on fingers of my right hand and starts to pull out right heel slowly twising it side by side from my palm giving unbearable pain then she settels back to sofa and locked her lips with masters lip after ordering me to lick her heel clean.


On cleaning mistress designer heels like new she said "now slave coming back to how dare you snatch and stand in front of me disrespecting  us you will be punished for this, bring punishment tools" she ordered in angry tone, I rushed and bring trolley of torture tools, she looked carefuly and picked a cruel looking big head hammer and order me to go out in yard and lay on my back, I crawled out fast and did as ordered then after some time mistress and master also came and looking at me she order "slave put your left feet over stone platform on your side" I did the same and now my feet little above ankle was resting on stone platform I was terrorised to see master handing over cruel hammer to my mistress " watch this is going to be pure fun" said mistress to master rolling her tounge on her red lips with that she alked over to my feet on stone platform and rose the hammer high in air and hit as hard as possible on my ankle on stone I made a blood curling scream and writher in unbearable pain as my ankel was crushed to pieces by hammer hit and mistress giggled cruely seeing my agony and hit same place number of times with cruel hammer now my ankle was minced flesh and crushed bones "slave now its fixed you cant stand now crippled for life I am sparing right feet so that you can atleast limp whenever I want you to move faster or maybe to enjoy breaking later he he he ........." mistress said giggling cruely.


Mistress ordered me to et on all our but I couldnt move my left feet on stone as damged badly seeing that mistress pushed it with her right foot harshly and my foot fall on ground lifelessly ane I gathered all my strenth and got on all four feeling extreem pain then mistress ordered me to start crawling around I stats crawling on rough floor shreding my knees badly draging my broken left feet behind  rest of limb as its only attached by mangled flesh all the bone are crushed mistress said "dosnt this slave looks funny he he he...." giggling cruely after crawling around for some long while my knees were badly shreded and bleeding and mangled trailing feet hurting very much, master and mistress were enjoying the cruel and sadastic show of my torture laughing, giggling and sipping champaine, I felt sharp pain on damaged limb and its stucked I lookee back and to my terror my left feet was stepped on by mistress right foot, leather sole of her designer sandals pinned my broken foot so I cant move, "crawl slave who asked you to stop" ordered mistress laughing cruely with that she starts whiping me I writhered in pain and try to pull my leg but apart from excruciating pain I dont able to get anything and pain and suffering grows to unbearable limits by constant whipping slits open the new and old welts, crushing my already broken feet full weight under sandal leather sole  by mistress and blood loss caused me to fall and slowly I passed out.




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