Uncomfortable Suspension Bondage Enhances Punishment
Mistress Amelia was talking with her friend, Mistress Dale. The latter was new to the female supremacy lifestyle. Mistress Amelia was her mentor.
“Don’t fret, Dale, your slave Max will become as humble a servitor as my Logan.”
“Your male is one of the most openly humble males I have ever seen. I envy you.”
“Logan knows that if he annoys me, he will be disciplined. A well-made whip is a woman’s friend. With practice, I have learned how to inflict intense pain with little effort.”
Dale said, “Giving Max proper punishment is a strain. I’ve started going to the gym again. Time on the Stairmaster will make me a stronger Mistress Owner.”
“With the proper technique, you can deliver forcible punishment without overtaxing your lungs or straining your muscles.”
“Will you show me?”
Mistress Amelia nodded.
Logan was instantly at his Mistress’ feet. His head bowed, he awaited her orders.
“Logan, go to the discipline room and strip.”
“Yes, Mistress Owner. Thank you, Mistress Owner.” And he was gone.
Amelia, “I have him thank me for every command. The best males are conscious of their good fortune of having a Mistress.”
The women went to the punishment room. Logan stood naked, facing a corner. He blushed as the women entered. That Mistress Dale should see him naked, embarrassed the man.
“Logan, do not speak. Stand in the center of the room.”
Logan was instantly in position. Mistress Amelia locked one wrist in a cuff suspended from the ceiling. She chained a leg to his other wrist. She turned to her friend.
“Discomfort enhances discipline.”
She opened a draw; selected a whip.
“Dale, there are prettier whips but none more effective. Now, watch my wrists and shoulders.”
With sure, slow strokes, Mistress Amelia whipped Logan. She turned to Mistress Dale.
“Notice, how I use my wrist and shoulders. Beating him barely raises my heartrate.”
Mistress Dale asked about wrist strain.
“I stretch daily, to prevent repetitive stress.”
She continued to spank Logan for about ten minutes. Red streaks covered her male’s buttocks.
“Dale, you try.”
With Mistress Amelia’s guidance, she became proficient. She spanked Logan for almost a half an hour.
Ignoring Logan’s tears, Mistress Amelia freed him. Ordered to make tea, he left, still naked.
Mistress Amelia had yet to give him permission to dress. He served tea in the nude. Shame almost made him forget his aching backside.
Mistress Dale said, “I guess you can skip Logan’s maintenance spanking today.”
The other woman shook her head. “No. No matter a day’s events, I never break a slave’s disciplinary routine.”
Originally posted 2016-12-03 08:16:16.