Slut Confession #52 (Fuckpet Positions)

Master,

i asked rachel if and when she could eat my pussy so that i can cum hard all over her face, as You require. i will tell You how she responds.

i also regret to tell You that there might not be any internet in maine and i do not yet know if i can send confessions. i did tell my friends i was coming, so i hope that You will still allow me to go. i will do whatever You wish in this matter, of course.

there was a long (but very interesting) meeting we attended and then my boss was right there beside me for the rest of the day. this is the boss of the whole institute. he likes to wink at me when no one is looking. he also likes to look at me during meetings. it is strange to me.

i will continue the story a bit (part 5):

coquette felt exhausted, but still couldn't wait to begin her training.

she felt very relieved that she had not disappointed her stepfather and also nervous about her ability to be repeatedly chosen as a pet-whore by clients. all the fuckpets looked so young and pretty. how would she show herself as the most pleasurable slut so that clients would pay madame theresa to use her and so she could provide the most money to master?

madame theresa entered the parlor and pulled coquette by the leash up a winding stairwell. coquette struggled to keep up, but managed not to irritate mistress. the room was almost entirely empty and had pure white walls on each side. madame theresa brought several ropes out of a chest and began to bind coquette in extremely lewd and painful positions. finally, madame theresa ordered coquette to her knees and had her push her head through her spread legs. mistress then tied a rope to her collar and pulled it tightly, so it painfully rubbed coquette's cunt. coquette felt a flush of blood rushing to her head and hoped she would be able to rest her muscles soon.

madame theresa went to the chest and methodically set up a large camera. she aimed it at coquette's cunt and spoke, "you must stay still for ten minutes for the camera to capture your exposed fuckholes."

ten minutes? coquette didn't think she would last for even one minute, but she would stay still for mistress. peals of sweat dripped down her face, but she tried desperately to hold still, without even a grimace- else she would ruin the picture and look disobedient. coquette tried to hold still and keep her fuckholes perfectly exposed even though tears streamed across her face, but after a few minutes she reflexively fell to her back. she felt extremely embarrassed about such rebellion and tried to roll back into position, but it was too late. mistress saw her and looked furious. coquette recoiled in fear. madame theresa stepped up to coquette and pulled the rope, so it rubbed against her cunt and gave her painful rug burn.

"how dare you jump around like this. you must learn discipline here slut, or else you are nothing." mistress gave coquette's cunt a hard slap.

"no one wants a disobedient set of fuckholes. think of animals. bitches are tame and are kept as pets. foxes are wild creatures and are hunted for sport." coquette didn't know if she was allowed to speak out of turn and took a chance.

"i am sorry, mistress. please please punish this disobedient fucktoy."

mistress nodded. "you must be thoroughly whipped for rebelling." mistress pushed coquette back into her original position with her head painfully pulled between her knees. she took out a man's leather belt from the side of her dress and swatted at coquette.

"say thank you." (thank You, Master)

coquette thanked mistress for each excruciating lash with the belt. mistress whipped her ass cheeks first, and then her gaping cunt and lastly her upside down tits. coquette felt she was going mad from both the pain of the whipping and the pain of the position. finally, madame theresa pushed coquette to the side and untied her.

she reattached the leash and spoke, "now, come. it is time for dinner."

thank You, Master,
kittyslut