1. Master's Tree Cave


    Date: 5/1/2016, Categories: BDSM, Author: Toy4Master, Rating: 2, Source: LushStories

    lower branch and I use the green rope to bind her knee to the net, before fastening her foot to the branch. I do the same with the other leg and the slack of the green rope. There is a little give for her squirming, but she will not be able to run and she will not be able to close her legs. I then use the black rope to bind her whole torso to the net. She can squirm a little, but she won’t be able to get out of this position. I stand back to admire my handiwork. “Oh, little slut, you look lovely,” I say with a smile. “Stay here. Stay quiet.” I see her nod as I turn to leave. I see the confusion that shadowed her brow, but she trusts me. I know she doesn’t know that I have created a travel toy box. It doesn’t have all of the toys we have at home, but it has the necessities. I take my time getting the bag. I want to make her squirm, but I won’t stay away too long because I know that will give her anxiety. I can hear her release a sigh of relief when she feels me touch her head. I stroke her hair and calm her down just a little before walking over to my bag of toys. “Now, slut, you are not allowed to speak unless spoken to. Do you understand?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good. Now tell me what happened yesterday.” “I gave attitude to Daddy instead of allowing him to clarify what he was saying, Sir,” she said meekly. My princess slut knows when she in the wrong and if she doesn’t, she asks and the first punishment is waived or lessened. You can hear the sadness and shame in her voice. It’s ...
    something I don’t like hearing. I sigh as I pull out our little nine-tails. We have a bigger one at home, but this one does nicely for travel. “Do you remember your safe words?” “Yes, Sir.” “Good. Let’s begin.” ***************************************************************************************** I draw in a breath as the sting of leather on skin travels across my stomach. Where did Master get that? With his mind I guess that he’s created a bag of goodies for the road. I grunt as another sting spreads through my left breast. I can’t see what he’s doing, so I don’t know when he’s going to strike. It’ll stay neck down, but there’s no telling how painful it’ll get. I broke the attitude rule again . I know better. I whimper as three more burning stings travel across the exposed parts of my torso. I know this is just a warm-up; my legs and pussy are next and I’ll probably get a spanking or two once we get home for good measure. A yelp escapes my lips as a strike lands on my exposed thigh and I grunt and moan as my legs begin to burn. I feel Master’s hands caress my burning flesh, soothing away some of the pain. Suddenly pain shoots through my breast, causing me to groan. Master brought along the nipple clamps. They are one of his favorites. I like them too, but sometimes they hurt worse than they should. This is one of those times. My eyes water behind the blindfold, but I can take it. I know that with one of my safe words, Master would take them off, but I can handle it. I breathe ...
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