“Drink till it’s gone pet.”
I lifted it back to my lips and tried to drink the large amount but some of it started to dribble just slightly as He used the crop to strike my breasts, one to the other with each swallow I managed. With my legs spread open, I had to have looked obscene. Xxnx “Pet!” He said in a sharp tone. Used the way He did that night had long been established as His command for me to kneel and present myself as He desires. I was told to gather the things and bring them to our room. I nodded, “yes, Sir, under control.”
“Good girl.” He started with a softer voice, the harshness disappearing. One of the hardest things that my Master has wanted me to recognize within myself is the way I respond to humiliation play.
