Thank you for your comments. Are you happy that she waited to dish the rice up before stopping what she was doing? Are you happy that the spanks accumulated rather than being done each time she dropped something? Are you happy that rather than just ass it is per cheek and asshole? Seeing as this is your rule we don't want to change it and you hate it.

Secondly, Thank you for answering the question. She has now been told that she was in the wrong. Should she be punished for this?

Thank you for your comments. It was jus the pure surprise of seeing me in that position directly in front of the only window in our kitchen that made him laugh

Urm... limits are limits for a reason. Punishment should come from dislikes and pushing them hard not from limits

Hey. Sorry I've been away so long. I'm sure there will be more blog posts soon.

Also I'm not too sure about the rope or cock ring just because rope is a step up from cuffs and it makes me a bit anxious

Thank you. I'm not sure how it could change opinions given its very emotionless/opinion less but thank you for enjoying it.

I understand that and have reevaluated my life at the moment and decided that now perhaps isn't the best time anyway.

Thank you. I do not wish for more topics buy thank you for the offer. The exercise was helpful in some ways but in others it makes me seem like I am willing to have certain things done to me that go against my personal views.

I just had an overwhelming sense of hatred for some of the characters and that my character just stood there and took it all. Also the idea that these things exist and people can be treated like this just made my blood boil as it isn't fair.

She stops suddenly and for a second I think I am free until she starts whipping my clit. I can’t even manage one without screaming loudly. I know Master will be sorely disappointed and I will be punished later. She doesn’t do it for as long but by the time she is finished I have no voice and I am broken inside from pain. My whole body is sore and tender but I am also deeply aroused and Miss Ellen makes it very obvious by pointing out the pool of juice that has gathered at her feet. She walks off leaving me dripping and in pain. The Mistress of the club comes over and releases my cuffs, I fall literally face first onto the floor into my pussy juice. I have no strength anywhere in my body to even stand so when she tells me to crawl after her it takes all my willpower. I follow, slowly, anxious for what’s next.

She stops by a machine I saw in action last time I was here. It is called a Sybian. It has adaptable attatchments that can penetrate various areas and cause unimaginable pleasure and arousal. Last time, one girl spent an hour with just her clit against the nib – no attachments – and had six orgasms. Six. And with my state of arousal and the night still young and the only worker that night, what I had been hoping would be my pleasure was actually going to be torture. Master had only once managed to get me to cum six times in one day. And that was a struggle and made me cry and get frustrated and hurt. This was going to be so much worse. Mistress fiddled around for a bit and then told me to hop on. I looked at the attachments and paled. There was a 6 inch wide butt plug with studs on it, a 12 inch length dildo also with studs and she had added a peg to the clit stimulator which meant she was clamping me to the machine. My legs were shaky from earlier pain and weak from not being able to stand properly but I dutifully climbed on and rested my holes over the attachments. I was standing on tip toes and with my legs already weak I knew that I was going to be impaled sooner rather than later so I sat down immediately to give myself some rest, ramming the attachments into me. I was completely filled and the studs were slightly painful but also arousing. She took the peg, clamped my clit nib to the Sybian nib and started the machine. The butt plug, dildo both vibrated and then began ramming themselves into me. The studs were vibrating steadily causing increased arousal. My clit was being stimulated intensively and she only had the machine on 20%. It already felt like the wand Master uses on full power. She slowly dialled the machine up and I could feel myself getting closer and closer until a wave of pleasure pushed me over the edge and I came. There was no rest though. It remained on. The only thing was she kept varying the percentage from low too high to mid to high again. It was torture. I let the waves roll over me but I had to close my eyes and really bite my lips to not make any noise which I knew was not allowed. I so wanted to moan and groan until it became torture and I wanted to scream and cry. But I stayed still and rode it until everyone that night had had their fun and left. Leaving just me, Master and Mistress. I was taken off the Sybian which was glistening with my cum and juice. She forced me to lick it all up with my tongue. After which she returned my bikini and handed me back to Master. I looked at him for my next orders.

“Don’t even think about putting them on. You lost that privilege the moment your mouth opened and you made noise. Walk,” he said angrily shoving me forwards. I did as told and hurried to the car, hoping no-one would see me.

Word count: 2573 (1573 more than necessary - can I use this excess to cover ones with shorted lengths?)

Personal feelings writing it: hatred, arousal, detest, disgust. Just generally every emotion at, at least one moment during writing it.

Update: I've finally finished writing all the blog posts ready to upload which is such a good feeling