Master was royally pissed off at his submissive phone sex slut. “You dumb cunt.” He slapped me hard across my face. I smiled and thanked him. Master had put my whorish ass on a work out plan and diet, since quarantine had plumped up more than just my pussy. I’d been doing it for months, but much to his displeasure I still didn’t have a fat bitchy ass.
Master knew the perfect punishment. He took me to the club that night, and made all the men line up outside a private room. Inside, I was forced to bounce, grind, and ride every single man who entered. My thighs burned terribly by the time my soft, tight little pussy had milked a load out of my third john that night.
It was well after dawn when I finished the line. I was crying, a sweaty and cummy mess. Master took me home, and bathed me so sweetly before tucking me in to sleep. “Don’t worry, my sweet submissive slut. Master is going to help his slut get an ass. You’ll be whoring down at the club for the next two months until your ass comes in.” He kissed me goodnight as I started crying, barely able to move.
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