Lil One - 5 - Sex Stories

Lil One - 5

... sc****d my tender skin. She took her time and fully cleaned my body. My tender nipples and well used pussy were the hardest to take. As much as she treated me like some filly that just came back from a hard ride, her care was tender. I felt loved. She left me to air dry. Some of the hands passed by, all of them smiling. I wondered which ones of them had taken me. I arched my back, proud of my handling of them. i had served my Mistress and Master well. When I had dried out, Mistress came and led me back to her room. I serviced her and thanked her for her use. Then she had me lie down and take a nap. She told me that I would be presented to my Master this evening as his trained pain slut. I was so excited that I could hardly sl**p. Chapter Three When Mistress came to get me, I had already showered and removed all body hair. I had prepped my skin with moisturizing lotion. My hair was pulled into a ponytail. I was wearing my shell leather from Master and Mistress’s training collar. She clip a leash on my collar and led me down to the great room. She had me kneel in my presentation position. My knees spread wide, presenting my sex. My arms behind my back interlaced, with my back arched, presenting my breasts, and my head down submissively. Mistress was sitting on one of the lush couches. Master arrived a few minutes later. I dared a small look. He was dressed in leather pants, boots, and an open white linen shirt. He always looked good enough to eat, but this was something ...

... special. He sat down in front of me. I could feel his eyes burn into me. I made sure that I maintained my posture. It was difficult as my body was trembling with anticipation. This was to be a test of my training and whether he could be the instrument of pain for me. It was a big moment. Mistress talked to Master about my training. She told him that I had done everything that had been asked of me without hesitation. She felt like I was ready for him to pick up the training. My pussy was leaking down my legs just thinking about Master training me again. Master stood, he walked around me, inspecting my various bruises and cane marks that I had received over the past few weeks. His hands roamed my flesh. I had gooseflesh from his touch. My nipples hardened and my sex was open and waiting for his ministrations. Master then clipped his leash into my collar. “Come Lil one, I have things that need to be done to you.” “MMMmmm, yes Sir” I got to my feet gracefully and followed him to the training room. Mistress followed as well. When we got there, a St. Andrew’s cross was waiting. I was placed face forward. I was cuffed to the four farthest O-rings. Master ran his hands down my back and thighs. He gave me several good slaps with his hands on my waiting ass. Next he brought a light flogger and began warming my back and thighs up. I felt open to his lash. My body was warm and the juices from my pussy were leaking down my thighs. My head fell back as the lashes licked my wanton body. Master ...