I have always found exotic positions appealing. I was also tied up at the wrists and ankles. So my pussy was completely exposed, and I was lying there relatively helplessly, exposed to be used. I can hardly be more open. The zipper is tight in my crotch. So it was a relief as soon as my master opened it. In the helpless position, my master could have done anything to me. Luckily for me, there was no punishment, but I was constantly fucked with deep, hard thrusts. He couldn’t resist any longer and wanted to cum in and on me.

Being a good slave sometimes means giving the master a reason to punish me. That’s how the glass of champagne fell down, but I’ll tell you how it happened first. I served my master a drink, and he said that if I held the glass too long, the champagne would warm up too quickly As if haha. Anyway. I had to carry a plate of glass on my back on the floor so that he could put the glass down. He said that I wasn’t horizontal, and the glass could fall down. “But how, Master?” I asked. And he already had the whip in his hand to correct my position. Every time I wasn’t straight, he hit me with the whip. yes, and who’s surprised that I was never straight? You can imagine how it ended.