Shopping and Humiliation
Shopping and Humiliation
I only slept a few hours before I was up again. When I looked at my ass in the mirror, I saw that it was bruised from the whipping that Master had given me. I dressed and headed out to buy clothes.
My phone went off and it was from Master, "Get a purse, too."
I went to a secondhand clothing store and picked out a pair of girls jeans that fit me well and a white peasant blouse. I also found a pink halter dress that fit me and I bought it too. A stop at a discount shoe store yielded a pair of pink athletic shoes and a pair of 3" heeled pumps. A final stop at got me socks, thigh high hose, a small clutch purse and a feminine wallet.
I went home and dressed in my purchases, modeling them in the mirror for myself. I finally decided to wear the jeans, blouse and pink shoes for the rest of the day until I had to change for work. I put my hair up in a high ponytail, then braided it. A little makeup and I was a fairly attractive girl. I was evaluating my look when I heard the key in the lock and Master came in.
"Damn girl, you look fine. Get over here and suck my cock."
I went over, knelt down and opened his pants. His cock sprang free and I took him in my mouth. It tasted a little gamey like he had just fucked someone, but I knew not to say anything. It didn't take long and he filled my mouth with his cum. After I swallowed, I cleaned him with my tongue and put him away.
"Do you masturbate, bitch/"
oh god "Yes Sir."
"Have I given you permission to cum?"
"No Sir."
"What do you think about when you masturbate."
I turned bright red, "You, being tied up, being fucked."
"Go get a glass, I want to see you masturbate."
I went to the kitchen, got a glass and returned to kneel in front of him. I slid down my jeans, pulled out my cock and began to jerk off.
"Tell me when you're about to cum and cum in the glass."
"Yes Sir."
It didn't take long before, "I'm about to cum, Master."
"Not yet."
I slowed down my jacking and squeezed my muscles trying to hold back. "Please Master, I can't hold it."
"Not yet."
A normally pleasurable masturbation was turning into torment. I could see him taking pictures with my phone. Finally when I was nearly crying, he said "Cum bitch."
I cried out when I shot my load into the glass. After I had drained my balls he said, "Drink it."
I put the glass to my lips and drank my cum.
"We'll have to get your masturbation under control and keep you from cumming so much."
"Yes Sir."
"See you after work."
He turned and left. I felt so humiliated and excited at the same time.
I only slept a few hours before I was up again. When I looked at my ass in the mirror, I saw that it was bruised from the whipping that Master had given me. I dressed and headed out to buy clothes.
My phone went off and it was from Master, "Get a purse, too."
I went to a secondhand clothing store and picked out a pair of girls jeans that fit me well and a white peasant blouse. I also found a pink halter dress that fit me and I bought it too. A stop at a discount shoe store yielded a pair of pink athletic shoes and a pair of 3" heeled pumps. A final stop at got me socks, thigh high hose, a small clutch purse and a feminine wallet.
I went home and dressed in my purchases, modeling them in the mirror for myself. I finally decided to wear the jeans, blouse and pink shoes for the rest of the day until I had to change for work. I put my hair up in a high ponytail, then braided it. A little makeup and I was a fairly attractive girl. I was evaluating my look when I heard the key in the lock and Master came in.
"Damn girl, you look fine. Get over here and suck my cock."
I went over, knelt down and opened his pants. His cock sprang free and I took him in my mouth. It tasted a little gamey like he had just fucked someone, but I knew not to say anything. It didn't take long and he filled my mouth with his cum. After I swallowed, I cleaned him with my tongue and put him away.
"Do you masturbate, bitch/"
oh god "Yes Sir."
"Have I given you permission to cum?"
"No Sir."
"What do you think about when you masturbate."
I turned bright red, "You, being tied up, being fucked."
"Go get a glass, I want to see you masturbate."
I went to the kitchen, got a glass and returned to kneel in front of him. I slid down my jeans, pulled out my cock and began to jerk off.
"Tell me when you're about to cum and cum in the glass."
"Yes Sir."
It didn't take long before, "I'm about to cum, Master."
"Not yet."
I slowed down my jacking and squeezed my muscles trying to hold back. "Please Master, I can't hold it."
"Not yet."
A normally pleasurable masturbation was turning into torment. I could see him taking pictures with my phone. Finally when I was nearly crying, he said "Cum bitch."
I cried out when I shot my load into the glass. After I had drained my balls he said, "Drink it."
I put the glass to my lips and drank my cum.
"We'll have to get your masturbation under control and keep you from cumming so much."
"Yes Sir."
"See you after work."
He turned and left. I felt so humiliated and excited at the same time.
7 years ago
