I swear I was just trying to help! I only wanted Master to be pleased that I caught the mistake before he approved mass production and release of the newsletter. But, he thought I was being a know-it-all. He said I was trying to look smarted than I am. He told me that no dumb bitch will ever correct him, and that I was to be punished. For the rest of the day, he was maliciously silent towards me. Right when I was about to shut down my computer, he sent an email. There was simply an address.
I got excited, knowing that Master wanted to see me privately. I knew that his punishment would be painfully pleasurable! I felt me slit cream a little, as I gathered my things and left. I went straight to the location, a small apartment he’d gotten just for us. There was a box waiting for me on the kitchen counter. I changed into the outfit and waited…
Master took his time getting to me. I thought maybe he’d stood me up, that this was his way of saying he didn’t want me anymore. Goodbye. I cried myself to sleep on the sofa. I awakened to a gag in my mouth, a room full of drunk strangers, whips and paddles on the table in front of me, and a video camera pointed at me.
Master stood behind me and whispered in my ear that I was to be whipped and beaten and fucked by whomever in the room…LIVE! He was streaming all the action onto a porn site. OMG! My pussy and tits were beaten so badly I thought the bruises would never go away! All those men had their way with me…all, but Master. And, there was nothing I could say about it…