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Tiffany is a mean stuck up bitch | blackhand | 9

 

Kim cried out for the world to hear. It was an enlightening sound, and an amazingly erotic sound. The pain she felt was incomparable to the pain felt before. Back then it was humiliating, now it was arousing. The idea of being punished for her insolence was what she would consider it right now.

Already it made her feel sorry for being disobedient to billy. For wanting to leave him. It was starting to sting as much as the blow had. Or at least it was until the second blow landed, and she cried out even louder in pain, the strike incomparable to any other feeling of pain she had felt before.

Billy didn't like spanking her....at first. She was always so delicate, and week. Furthermore, in her new submissive state, it made her to vulnerable a target. But as it kept going, the needy screams, and whimpers told him that not only was this an effective punishment, but that to some extent she was thinking she deserved it. All he could do was keep going with the spanking, and hope that it helped to get her in his court.

Little did he know that not only were the strikes on her rear working, but it was getting her hot. In her mind she was finally able to think of tiffany as tiffany again. While before her name appeared as mistress, now she was finally able to look at the previous situation in a normal fashion. But ti was being replaced with something else. Whenever her teary eyes looked up to billy, she could not help but think of him as a master. She knew that her allegiances where changing rapidly. But then maybe this time it was not because he was amazingly domineering, but instead because of the fact that when push came to shove he would always be there for her. A master ready to hold her and snuggle with her after a bad day, it was starting to become a very comfy thought to her.

Finally, after twenty spankings, the red haired, red bottomed girl was snuggling into him as the spanking continued. “i love you master” kim whimpered up to him, with eyes that spoke of total and complete devotion. He was readying his hand for another strike, when he hear that, before finally stopping his hand.

“are you sorry for even considering betraying me?” he asked skeptically, his hand still raised in position to send another powerful smack down to give her another blast of pain. He didn't want to continue, but he could not believe that it had worked so easily. He had no idea of just how submissive she actually was.

“yes, yes” she said in an almost shouting tone. Tears rolled down her eyes and over her freckles. “you are my master, I know that now. I will never disobey you or think of someone else again. You always have loved me and treated me right despite the fact i'm nothing but a worthless whore. I love you to master, I would never think of disobedience again” her hand reached around and grabbed his neck while she pushed herself against him. It was clear what she meant. She was ready for him to take her now.

But billy had another plan. His arms wrapped around her waist and pulled her into a hug. His mouth wandered up to her forehead, and gave her a gentle kiss. “it's okay kim” the nerdy guy said softly, tears streaming from his own eyes. “come on, we should go. I want to personalize my new slave” then he smiled down at her. Now that she was his slave, he wanted to deck her out so as to make sure that anyone who would see her would no.

Kim didn't know how to respond to that. It seemed he had forgiven her. Her master had forgiven her. And she did want to show it. Her feelings for the man she loved had only advanced. Her mind was reeling from everything that had happened to her today. Everything she had discovered about herself today. The moment he released the hug, she lightly walked up, and began to get dressed. First she found her glasses on the floor, before going and getting the items she had discarded. Her plain white bra and panties, her skirt, and her shirt. Finally she grabbed her socks and shoes and began to put them on. At the same time billy had finished getting ready, and was fully dressed at the time she was. But also as she was getting her stocking on, he walked over to the bathroom and grabbed some cream from the medicine cabinet.

“ready to go master?” she asked innocently, with a playful smile on her face. She had yet to get a feel for their new relationship yet, so her current tone was playful. Of course, as much as she was growing to love him being her master, it would still suck to lose the relationship that they used to share. Fellow nerds, and boyfriend and girlfriend. It was great. Right now all she could do was trust her master.

Billy came out smiling. “one more sec, pet” he said holding up the creme. Slowly he began to spread it on the few bruises on her face. Then he rubbed some of the creme on to his hand, and reached down into her panties, spreading it on her beet red ass. Her face lightened into a pleasured whimper, and her eyes shut tight. Then a low moan filled the air as it's relieving feeling covered her pained behind. Once it was on, she was happy, it meant her master actually was looking out for her well being despite the spanking. And billy was also happy. It seemed like she honestly was once again loyal to him. Not only loyal in fact, but obedient.

Their hands were clasped together as they walked out of the apartment into the night. Both had smiles on their faces, and both were excited about what the future held for them.

 

How does he personalize her?

 
 
 

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