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Mistress Trixy turned up her slave's chin with one red nail beneath his jaw as he knelt before her. He looked at her with wide eyes. He was naked but for his black leather collar and silver chain. ?Peter,? Mistress Trixy chided, as she arched her back and turned a length of his chain in her fist. She tugged on the chain and the man gulped. ?Yes Mistress?? he nodded. ?Remind me, slut, what we decided last night.? He nodded again. ?Yes Mistress.? Mistress Trixy kicked the naked man?s knees apart to expose his cock which was jutting upward, hard and erect, and bouncing against his tight belly as she moved him. ?We decided,? he gulped, as she kicked his inner thigh hard, ?that I should be punished.? ?Yes Peter,? Mistress Trixy nodded. ?You spilt your filthy sticky cum all down my legs at just the slightest touch on your cock. And that will not do, Peter. You are at the start of your training with me, so your reaction was not unexpected; but it is not the kind of behaviour I tolerate.? Peter nodded quickly. ?I understand, Mistress.? Mistress Trixy ran her fingers through Peter?s dark curls and looked down into his eyes. ?Did I ask you to speak just then?? she questioned. Peter was silent. ?No, I did not.? She curled her fingers in his hair and held his face upturned to her. ?You pathetic bitch.? Mistress Trixy spat a wad of saliva across his cheek and released him. ?Have a look around my playroom, slut, and then tell me how you think I may choose to punish you today.? Peter remained on his knees and looked around the room. It was a large room, painted entirely white, but stained yellow by the sunlight pouring in through the high windows. In fact the windows were so high that their only purpose was to let in light, and they were fixed shut. Against one wall hung a vast array of whips, Küçükköy escort (http://kucukkoy.t2bro.net) crops, paddles and various bondage restraints made of black leather with chrome buckles and ringlets. From the ceiling of the room hung a number of chains and ropes suspending large iron rings at various heights. And in one corner, there was a large black x frame cross with many leather straps, buckles and rings for fixing ankles, wrists, legs and arms. There was a large four poster bed with purple silk sheets, and at the foot of the bed there was a padded hobby horse, suitable for slave to be strapped over for a flogging or fucking. And there was an ornate white leather sofa upon which four girls sat, side by side, with their arms entwined over each others' shoulders. The breath caught in Peter?s throat and his heart pounded at the sight. The girls were young and stunningly beautiful; two blondes and two brunettes. They were silent, except for the sound of their tongues noisily exploring mouths as they deeply kissed one another. Each girl had an amazing figure; beautifully curved, with heaving breasts and hourglass hips, wrapped in scanty finest lace lingerie. All Peter could see was an array of tan skin, bare thighs, red lips meshing, shining hair swept back over bare shoulders, high heels lifting and falling, gussets of knickers being flashed, tightly stretched over aroused, dripping wet pussies. All Peter could see was the most perfect specimens of female beauty, pleasing one another sexually, and it was thrilling to him. ?Pretty, aren?t they?? Mistress Trixy asked, interrupting Peter?s thoughts. She reached down and slapped Peter?s hard cock with her fingertips making him wince. ?They are not here for your pleasure, slut.? Peter nodded quickly and looked down into his lap. Mecidiyeköy escort bayan (http://mecidiyekoy.t2bro.net) ?I?m waiting for your answer, slut. Don?t make me wait, it makes me mad. How do you think Mistress will punish you today? It is a very special punishment, I assure you. One from which you will learn much. You can answer now.? Peter gulped, ?I think you may? you may? flog me. Or perhaps put a butt plug in me and make me crawl in front of the girls whilst they laugh and point at me.? Mistress Trixy sighed. ?God you men are so uninventive. What I have planned is a hundred times more demeaning that that, more humiliating for a guy like you, but you will find it so arousing. It?s fucking funny really.? Mistress Trixy stroked Peter across his cheek with her fingertips. ?This is a punishment for your mind my love, not your body. It fact it won?t even hurt. I know. What am I thinking? I?ve gone all soft. Well, no. It?s through your mind that I will ultimately have complete and utter control of your body. Once you are properly trained you will be worthy of me. But for today, your punishment will be a demonstration of how pathetic and worthless you are in your current form. And the heights you will need to achieve for me, your Mistress.? Mistress Trixy gave a sharp tug on Peter?s chain to remind him of his position. Peter looked up at her through wide expectant eyes. ?We need one more participant in this little gathering; the one Peter, who will demonstrate to you exactly what it takes to be a man, and to be my slave.? Mistress Trixy clicked her fingers above her head and a door in the far corner of the room immediately swung open. The girls on the sofa stopped kissing and looked to the door as they exchanged quick frantic whispers and giggles. A man stepped Escort Merter (http://merter.t2bro.net) in through the door; a young, beautiful man. He had long dark hair, was slim and muscular, and was entirely naked but for a black leather pouch over his, clearly enormous, cock, and a black leather collar around his throat. His skin was oiled and shining, deeply tanned, his honey coloured skin set off by the whiteness of the room, and the sunlight pouring in. The man crossed the room to Mistress Trixy and bowed deeply to her. ?Good morning, Stud,? Mistress Trixy purred, as she reached forward and raked her nails across the young man?s heaving, muscular pecs. ?Good morning, Mistress,? the slave replied. Peter noticed from his kneeling position that the large bulge in the man?s pouch grew larger still at Mistress Trixy?s touch. He was clearly becoming erect. Mistress Trixy noticed this too and grinned with pleasure. She slid her fingers down, into the waistband of the slave?s thong. As she pulled the material forward, the man?s huge straining cock sprung up tall from the leather confines of the thong. Mistress Trixy let the pouch snap back around the man?s heavy balls. ?Good boy,? she praised. ?That,? smiled Mistress Trixy, as she looked to Peter who knelt before her, ?is a big hard cock!? She leant over to Stud and kissed his lips passionately as she fondled his heavy balls in her fingertips. She moaned with pleasure through the kiss, and her eyes were sparkling as she withdrew and looked toward Peter. ?And keeping a nice hard cock for Mistress Trixy earns rewards, doesn?t it, slut?? she turned to Stud and he nodded quickly. ?Yes Mistress.? ?Instead of shooting his load all down my legs at the merest touch of my skin, Stud has learnt the art of restraint. He has learnt that, whatever his own desires may be, he will only cum?? Mistress Trixy wrapped her fingers around Studs huge, pulsing, veined shaft, her fingertips hardly meeting around its girth, ??when I allow it.? Mistress Trixy brushed back a lock of hair from Stud?s face as she stroked his cock in her tight fist, and he closed his eyes as if in deep concentration.