My slave gets a thrashing
My slave popped over this morning to do a spot of housework and he did such an appalling job, I had to give him a thrashing. He said he dried the dishes after washing them but I discovered that he had put them all away wet. He said he had been especially meticulous about his dusting only to be caught out when I ran my fingers over the shelf to find it thick with dust.
Those were among quite a few tasks he’d been given and almost all of them were very poorly done indeed.
I decided that he had to be punished for his dreadful work and also humiliated.
I started his punishment by having him take all of his clothes off and then bend right over my desk so that I could give his silly little feeble arse a good whacking. I had a leather riding crop to hand and proceeded to whip him with it until he had the reddest arse I have ever seen. With every whack he whimpered like a pathetic little puppy and the more he whimpered, the more I whacked and the harder I whacked.
That was only the start of his punishment and the next thing I decided I would take great enjoyment from was to see him humiliated. He already had teary looking eyes from the arse whacking I had given him and he looked pathetic standing there in front of me with his shoulders slumped. I shouted at him to stand up straight and to do exactly as I tell him.
I made him put on a little tutu and pretend to be a ballerina prancing around my dining room holding a feather duster and dusting the table on my command. He looked so ridiculous that I actually found it difficult not to laugh at the sight in front of me.
I then made him read out some lines which were: I must obey my mistress. He had to say this 100 times and not make any mistakes. Next, I had him do 50 press ups while I dug my spike heels into his back. If he whimpered, then I just dug my heels in further.
When I had finished this and I was satisfied of his pathetic attempt at press ups, I had him roll over onto his back and put his legs and arms in the air as if he was a puppy. I made him bark like a dog and pant with his tongue out. While he was being puppy, I took out my camera phone and took a couple of extremely unflattering and very, very humiliating pictures of him in the tutu and with his tiny little willy all limp and flopping over to the side, still being a puppy. I sent these ridiculous pictures to some friends who I knew would all have a great laugh at his expense.
I gave him a good hard kick in the ribs before telling him to get up, get his pathetic little self dressed and out of my sight!
The next time, for his sake, he should do EXACTLY as I tell him, or there will be more punishment and more humiliation to be taken.