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Like a bitch.
Litterally.

I had never felt so low.

My hands and knees and feet on the cold marble tiles.

Crying as a treaded along the corridor.

I wanted out! I wanted them to stop!
I wanted this to end!
I didn't want any of this!

The tears invaded my eyesight so I closed my eyes but all my senses made it so acute. So sharply degrading!
The sound of my flesh sliding on the floor as Lydia hoarded me on the way to the bathroom.

Had any woman ever been so debased? Ever? For the amusement of a group of sophisticated perverts?
The terror and the shame shook my chest, just like the whip on my ass had shaken me at the start of this deeply humiliating progression on the floor.

Since my words counted as strikes of the whip I dared not even beg for mercy.
Mercy I needed, so desperately!
I can't stand the pain. Can't stand the whip.

Lonely. So lonely!

"Giddy up doggie" sneered my leash holder.

"Make sure to count any word the toy emits" croaked the Mistress behind us. "I'm sure she'll try to make you help her out"

Lydia pulled on the leash and giggled.
"Hop hop to the loo!"

Like a bitch.
Litterally.

Oh god.. What will it be for me there?

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Like a bitch.
Litterally.

I had never felt so low.

My hands and knees and feet on the cold marble tiles.

Crying as a treaded along the corridor.

I wanted out! I wanted them to stop!
I wanted this to end!
I didn't want any of this!

The tears invaded my eyesight so I closed my eyes but all my senses made it so acute. So sharply degrading!
The sound of my flesh sliding on the floor as Lydia hoarded me on the way to the bathroom.

Had any woman ever been so debased? Ever? For the amusement of a group of sophisticated perverts?
The terror and the shame shook my chest, just like the whip on my ass had shaken me at the start of this deeply humiliating progression on the floor.

Since my words counted as strikes of the whip I dared not even beg for mercy.
Mercy I needed, so desperately!
I can't stand the pain. Can't stand the whip.

Lonely. So lonely!

"Giddy up doggie" sneered my leash holder.

"Make sure to count any word the toy emits" croaked the Mistress behind us. "I'm sure she'll try to make you help her out"

Lydia pulled on the leash and giggled.
"Hop hop to the loo!"

Like a bitch.
Litterally.

Oh god.. What will it be for me there?