Thursday, September 29, 2016

Sept 27, 2016: The Punishment

Ma'am, MW told me yesterday that she had spoken with you after the session Tuesday night. 

Though I updated the blog this past weekend using the notes and drafts that I wrote after the specific events but I indeed failed to post those and keep the blog current as I should have. Please accept my apology because I know that my servitude is incomplete as long as I have failed to entirely please either or both of you. 

As for Tuesday, here is what happened. MW summoned me to her study where she told me to shower, make myself beautiful and report back to her naked.  When I returned, she commanded me to a position of my hands clasped behind my back, legs spread shoulder width and eyes looking straight at her. 

She began by telling me what an absolutely wonderful summer we had, the joy of 100 days me be naked, making new friends - specifically Daphne's daughters, her friends in Chicago, Ebonie, the four wicked women in the hotel and others. She complimented me on my unquestionable desire to serve. But then her tone shifted and she began to recall that I had neglected to maintain the blog so that you and anyone else is interested would have access to my misadventures and total servitude. I apologized and said that I had not done as I should have done. She told me that I would be punished severely and said she had a conversation with you about how this punishment should be administered.

With that she summoned Louise and had her tie my hands behind my back. Then she had me tell Louise what I had failed to do over the summer. Feeling shamed I confessed to Louise who of course gloated and berated me in her own course way that I was a stupid bitch. 

MW had Louise lead me to the dungeon saying that she would be there momentarily. Louise mouthed at me all the way downstairs and when we were in the dungeon she just stared holes through me. Mw arrive a couple minutes later but this time dressed in a black mid-thigh length leather skirt, black boots and a white satin blouse.

She had Louise lead me to the padded spanking horse which has A-frame type legs on both ends and positioned me lengthwise on my tummy. Then she used leather cuffs on my ankles and locked them in place, my feet still on the floor, effectively spreading my legs wide. She untied my wrists and used another set of leather cuffs to lock my wrists in place against the front legs of the horse. My tits draped off either side of the horse. She selected one of her favorite whips, an instrument about 7 or 8 feet long. She paraded around me and begin saying that you made recommendations about punishing me with at least 60 strokes, 30 of those delivered by Louise with a belt. I shuddered. Then she went on to say that 60 was a minimum and she decided 100 strokes would be appropriate; half of those, 50, delivered by Louise.  Then she told Louise to go upstairs and select an appropriate belt from her wardrobe to beat me with and also whispered something to her. MW remained silent until Louise returned with this smirk on her face, a wide leather belt, and to my utter shock, a bright pink bra and frilly panty set and black heels. I about did a double take; I've never seen her in anything like this and had no idea she even owned heels. By her expression, Louise was just itching to get me. 

MW circled me, berating me as she did so, then moved behind me and begin whipping my ass and upper thighs. Within the first few strokes I was already wincing and screaming. She did not deliver all of them at once; she’d do perhaps 20-30, walk around me, pull my head up admonish me for my transgressions and then resume whipping my ass. But she continued until she finished what she said was well more than 50 strokes. Then she told Louise to deliver 25 strokes on my ass with her belt.

Louis spared no mercy. She’s never whipped me, spanked me plenty of times, but never tied me down and whipped me. The first blow was wicked and the rest nothing less if not more intense until she slammed my ass with the 25th one and left me sobbing.

Mw let that part of the beating sink in and again admonished me for failing both you and her. Then began again, not only whipping my ass and thighs but also delivering a few to my tits hanging on each side of horse. I was racked with pain, crying and apologizing. MW told me a shout out your name and to tell you how sorry I was for disappointing you. Again she probably hit me closer to 100 times than 50.
Then she told Louise to finish me off with an additional 25 strokes. Louise was now as animated as I’ve ever seen her, whipping me and calling me a white bitch and more. MW spread my ass cheeks and told her to get my cunt and a few directly on my hole. Trust me, she did not need encouragement. She flailed my asshole and my cunt then whacked a few more across my ass, commenting that she’d lost count and a few more wouldn’t hurt.

I was a total mess; screaming, crying, blurting goo out my nose. MW dropped her skirt and stuck her pussy in my face and had me bring her off. Then she sat down and suggested that Louise do the same. Louise stripped off her bra and panties and stuck her enormous boobs in my face, then her pussy, then her ass, then her pussy again which I licked until she came.  

MW commended Louise who in turn thanked her for the opportunity to beat the crap out on my white ass. MW told her to mark me and she pissed in my face. Mw asked if I fully understood the total obligation of maintaining the blog. I sobbed for disappointing both of you. She reiterated that other people, especially her friends and the girls, read the blog as well and quite frankly, they probably had the right to beat me as well. She told Louise to get the strap-on and fuck my ass which she did with as much intensity as the beating. MW touched my cunt with a vibe and I came.  She released me from the cuffs and led me to one of the cages. She told me to envision the scene happening again with a room full of my new friends participating.


I spent the night in the cage. The following morning Louise released me and brought me to MW. My ass and thighs were and of course still are a total mass of red welts and bruises. I was so sore that I could not sit for a prolonged period of time that day.  

Please accept my apology for failing to meet your expectations. I love you


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