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I am officially a slut in training!? Master has instructed me to come here and tell everyone this.? I am to address all males as 'Master', and ask that they address me as 'slut', 'whore', 'bitch', or 'cunt'.

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1/4/2013 8:56:32 AM
Friday at last!

12/29/2012 9:40:04 AM

Let me tell you what my Training Master did last weekend. It was close to Christmas. He had me dress in what he calls my "whore outfit" - short skirt, white silk blouse, six inch heels, thigh high stockings.

He took me in his car to a tack and bridle store, where horse saddles and things are sold. I followed him in, a pace behind, head down, hands behind my back as I've been taught. He asked the clerk, a young man of about twenty five, to show him some riding crops, as he needed a new one for his "prize filly", sweeping his arm at me. 

While I blushed bright red the young guy grinned. He led us to a display in one corner of the store where several riding crops hung. Master selected a few, swinging them back and forth. 

"Which hurts the most?" he asked the clerk. The young man didn't know. Master asked him if he could try a couple.  The clerk stammerred, "Ok, I suppose so." 

Master pulled me over to a round table. I was ordered to bend over and hold the edge of the table top. I did, stretched across the table. Master pulled my skirt up and my panties down. I knew what was coming.

I shivered, he made me wait two long minutes, then I heard a whosh and a loud slap and felt a white hot searing pain across my ass as he struck me with a crop. Surprised, I let out a squeal of pain, "AHHHhhhh GOD!"

"Oh, thus won't do at all!". He reached down, made me step out of my panties, then stuffed them in my mouth. He made me wait almost five minutes, the seconds dragging by, before he cropped me again.  This time I bit down hard on the panties; they muffled my screams of pain.  Damn, it hurt worse than I'd ever imagined!  He made me wait again, then cropped me with the third one, then he pulled the panties out and asked me which crop had hurt the worst. Tears streaming down my cheeks I told him the second had been most painful.

"Very well," he said.  I'd not been given permission to release the table so I remained bent over, skirt bunched around my waist, ass in the air.  I heard him ask the clerk how much the crop cost - fifty dollars.

Master then offerred him my pussy in exchange for the crop. The guy said, "Hell yes!" and in a moment I felt him behind me. I heard his pants fall to the floor, felt his hand on my waist as he held me and guided himself into me with his other hand.

Most embarassing, humiliating of all - more than being displayed and cropped in front of a stranger - was the fact that I'd climaxed twice during the cropping, and not quietly.  It was obvious to the men each time!  As a result my pussy was so wet he slid right into me, burying himself inside me.  My mind was whirling, my ass still burning; I don't kknow why but I came again immediately, just feeling him take me.

A few hard thrusts and his hot cum shot into me, and of course slut that I've become, this got me off yet again. He pumped on and on; finally he stopped.  He stayed inside me; we were both panting like we'd just run a marathon.  Finally he pulled out.

Master told me to release the table and get on my knees.  I did without thinking about it.  Master then made me suck the clerk clean.

I was totally humiliated by the experience. I came four times during it, twice while being cropped and twice while being fucked.  Master strolled out of the store without looking back; I scrambled up, pulled on my panties, and ran to catch up before he left me there.  I opened the car door just in time and plopped into the seat.

Master didn't speak to me again; he drove me home and stopped in front of my apartment.  I got out; he drove off without a word.

The young clerk must have pumped a gallon of cum into me - my panties were all soaked with it by the time I got home.  I showered; this helped but it leaked out of me for another hour.  I had to shower twice more.

SOOOO humiliating!  I should be disgusted but I can't wait for my next field training experience! 

 


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MoonLily27
 
 Age: 24
  Florida