My Pet

Stand up.

She stood and I slapped that big, hard cock. This is my cock. You don't get to use it without my permission. Grab your balls.

She wrapped her hand around her big balls. I went to the dresser and returned with a belt.

I swung the belt and brought it down on her big, beautiful cock. Mine!

She yelped but didn't move and kept her hand protectively over her fragile testicles.

I hit her again. You won't forget that again, will you?

N-n-no M-master. She whimpered.

I gave her several more whacks.

Her dick was covered with red welts. She was trembling all over and her long, dark hair hung in her face.

I brushed it out of her eyes and looked into her beautiful tear stained face. I couldn't stay mad at her.

I sighed. It's okay, Rachel. I forgive you.

She fell into my arms sobbing harder than she ever had during her punishment.

That was about a month ago. I didn't think it was possible but since then Rachel's been an even more perfect slave. It's practically telepathic the way she anticipates my needs and desires and the sex is better than ever.

Now it was her birthday and I'd promised her a special surprise.

She squirmed in her seat. Where are we going, Master? Please give me just a little hint!

I reached over and stroked the bulge in her pants. I know you need someplace to stick this besides my mouth so I'm buying you a pet. The kind that walks on two legs.