Tit slapping story

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The branding had made me pass out. When I came round, I had been cleaned up and a glass, of what looked like milk, was stood Tit slapping story. I drank it thirstily, it had a bitter aftertaste. I realized I was resting on clean white sheets, in a bed. I could not see either Matt or Errol. I began to drift off…sweet oblivion. Feeling safe, secure…. I awoke to find both men staring down at me; their cocks rock hard and at attention. I was pulled up by my hair, onto my knees; Matt ed me on his knees on the bed.

Errol assisted by guiding my cunt to the exact place above the throbbing, purple, and anticipating cock. Both men pushed me down, I was speared, Errol, as he pushed down, thrust me forward, making my arse thrust up into the air, exposed, branded and vulnerable. Matt was watching my features contort in agony, tears began to flow, and he slapped me for it! Matt was smiling and slapping my tits.

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I began to moan, one long continuous guttural moan. Through the haze of my Tit slapping story and their cocks, I attempted to listen. You are now Branded, and therefore serve many Masters, but only Errol says yea or nay. He exploded, pumping, throbbing, and spurting. Matt was still talking, but the sensation of being rimmed pushed me over the edge. I was cumming, like a wild thing, shaking and sweating, and a continuous growl escaped my lips, for what seemed like ages. This set Matt off, who, withdrawing his cock, pointed it at my tits and sprayed me with hot, white, sticky spunk.

Some spraying up into my face. I could feel Errol bite my brand, Jesus, I howled and jumped away. This will occur every day, until I am happy with your sweet arse. I was sat down on my low stool in front of them, for the remainder of the conversation. I noticed the stool had little nooks carved into it, on both sides, I was ordered to hold onto them, head downcast. As I listened in horror at what they had to say. You must endeavour to obey every order we give you, no matter what. After lunch, you will do well to take note, not to disobey, or behave in any manner I deem unco-operative.

During lunch we will show you the preferred position, for little cunts, who dine with us. I saw the box of them on the floor; one of them has got spikes on it! They had me sitting, Tit slapping story naked, on my stool, head down, peeling potatoes all morning. The butt plug causing me to sway upon the stool, working the plug, teasing me all morning. I was not looking forward to lashes-at-lunch…I was instructed to stop work when the lunch bell rang, and to stand to attention, and await them.

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