The Church of the Chosen--Part 2 - Sex Stories

The Church of the Chosen--Part 2

... “I can, Mistress Joyce—barely. I did not sit all day at work. Luckily, I spent almost all of the day at meetings where I was able to walk around. Driving home this afternoon was agony. However, if Mistress Denise wishes to whip me I will accept it.” “No, Sean you have taken my punishment well, but I can see now that I have pushed you too far…again. Lie there for a few minutes while I get something to soothe that. I’m giving you the rest of the day off so you can rest.” A few minutes later she rubbed an ointment over my tortured rear. I learned later that she had obtained it from one of the two masters I had entertained that horrible Sunday afternoon. I had paid for it with my blowjob. I spent the rest of the day either on my stomach or standing. I offered to prepare the dinner, but Mistress Denise and Mistress Joyce would hear nothing of it. Instead, David brought two bags of take-out from a nearby Mexican restaurant. I waited on them, bringing drinks and napkins, and I cleaned up the mess, taking the trash to the curb naked. Both Mistresses awaited me the following afternoon when I returned from work. In lieu of a whipping I was required to stand naked out on the lawn, my hands clasped behind my head and my legs apart, my collar in place and my cock in its cage for everyone to see. I stood stock still for thirty minutes until Mistress Denise told me to turn around. She gave me a kiss and a drink from a bottle of water. Now everyone could see my badly bruised ass. It was humiliating, but I did it—I did it to make my Mistress happy.