master-pandy:When arrived at the fetish market, it was a free woman. A few short hours later, it was
master-pandy:When arrived at the fetish market, it was a free woman. A few short hours later, it was owned, gagged and in chastity - never to return to its former life. She thought this was just going to be a fun night and return to her normal life the next morning. After I took her home in the Average White Van, I showed her the contract she had jokingly signed. It started to say something through the panel gag, but I quickly throttled it’s throat and told it the slave was not allowed to talk, because the slave no longer could do anything but what I, it’s master, said it could. I watched as a tear started down it’s cheek and I licked the wettness soaked in it’s fear off it’s face. I told it I didn’t give it permission to cry and slapped it across it’s face and it fell to the floor. It was now realizing it was never going home again, as I grabbed it’s hair and dragged it’s body to a pillory for it’s first punishment. -- source link