When I saw thendara had prepared beverages I was somewhat impressed. But not for long. "This is my martini?" I inquire of her.
"Yes Sir, I hope it's the way you like it," she responded.
"you're supposed to be a professional bartender? I've told you twice, my martini is to be very dry with a twist of lemon, no olive, you dumb bitch!"
"So sorry sir" she replied, eyes down cast.
"you'll be fucking sorrier! you've been here two days and you haven't be punished yet, right? Well, soon we'll pop that cherry! That will happen as soon as Master Mike is back which should be within the hour."
subservient had had a rough time in the last couple of days so I decided to give her a little fun. "subservient will administer your first taste of corporal punishment. Take of that silly maid costume and we'll see what we have to work with. Since this is your first punishment it will be relatively gentle" Gently sliding my hand down her lily white back, "twenty strokes here and ten each here" sliding my hands up the back of her chubby thighs.
"subservient, take this silly bitch to the dungeon, stand her with hands tied over head, hang the 20 inch strap in front of her so she can imagine how it will feel on her bare skin until Master Mike is here to witness.
"Another custom of this house you should know: when a slave is punished, after punishment is completed, she/he is to give satisfaction, orally, to the excecutioner. In case you aren't bi inclined, we have ways of - uh - persuading you." I couldn't avoid smiling as I said that since I really enjoyed the 'persuasion.' A thought I'll never forget was the time a slave, totally repused at the thought of touching another woman's sex, absorbed an incredible amount of pain before sumitting, the face contorted with the combination of pain and repulsion.