Chapter 8 -- Practice Test (Part 2)
As wetcunt knelt head down, stuffed ass high in the air, her heart pounded as
she waited for her Master's knock. she thought of kneeling naked in the open
doorway, of what her Master would do to her, of what He would have her do. she
was so caught up in her thoughts that the sharp rap on the door caused her to
jump in surprise. Quickly lifting her head and crawling rapidly to the right
side of the door, wetcunt kneeled up and opened the door. Framed in the doorway
stood her Master, wetcunt's eyes stared at His thick leather boots, her arm
shaking as she held the door open, her milkbags rising and falling in time with
her rapid breathing. "Very nice picture you make there cunt, greeting your
Master as a proper slut should, kneeling naked at the door. Look at Me cunt."
wetcunt raised her eyes, taking in the thick swell in the front of her Master's
black jeans, the heavy leather belt, the black leather jacket before her eyes
were caught by the piercing gaze of her Master. Tears came to wetcunt's eyes, as
she remained kneeling at her Master's feet, her mind and will captured by His
steady gaze. she felt more than naked, she felt as if He was seeing into her
very soul. It felt like an eternity had passed before her Master spoke again,
"Crawl back and kneel on your pillow cunt, same position as before, stuffed ass
toward the open window, face down while I inspect the room. After I have
inspected the room cunt, Master will inspect His slave."
wetcunt crawled quickly back to the pillow and lowered her head down to the
floor, spreading her legs wide so her stuffed ass and cunt were open for
inspection. wetcunt heard her Master moving about the room, picking up one piece
of slut equipment after another, moving some around, rifling through the
pictures. wetcunt's tension seemed to be increasing ten fold every second
desperate for her Master's touch, attention. wetcunt wanted desperately to move,
to look at Him again, but she knew that she was not to move a muscle. As her
Master moved back to the first set of slut equipment, wetcunt heard some of the
toys being shifted again. "Whack," down came the flogger on wetcunt's ass.
"Raise that ass up higher slut and spread those legs further. Don't make Me work
to inspect you cunt," her Master barked. wetcunt strained to raise her stuffed
ass higher in the air, spreading her legs until the muscles in her thighs
started to burn. wetcunt fought to keep herself from shivering as her Master ran
the flogger the length of her outspread thighs and over her dripping wet cunt.
"Stand up cunt, hands behind your head, eyes down." wetcunt jumped to her feet,
spreading her legs wide, pushing her elbows back, standing at attention as her
Master slowly, carefully inspected His slave. wetcunt wanted desperately to look
in His eyes, to see if He approved. The need to look was so strong that wetcunt
shook from the effort of simply keeping her eyes lowered.
"Bend over, put your face down on the edge of the bed, cunt. Then reach back
with your hands and spread those slut ass cheeks." wetcunt turned and pressed
her face down on the edge of the bed. Grasping each ass cheek firmly, wetcunt
pulled hard, straining to spread her ass cheeks as wide as possible. wetcunt
could feel her Master's breath as He closely inspected her stuffed cunt and
shithole. As her Master pulled the 8-inch dildo from her sloppy cunt, wetcunt
bit her lips to stifle her groan. wetcunt could feel the cuntsnot dripping down
her thighs as her Master tapped the end of the shithole plug with the flogger.
"Table position up on the bed cunt, face front, knees right on the edge of the
bed, legs spread wide." As wetcunt knelt on her hands and knees, her widely
spread legs hanging off the edge of the bed, she felt her Master move between
her legs, His jeans brush against her thighs and ass as He wrote across her
back. The feel of His jeans against her naked flesh was so arousing that wetcunt
whimpered in response. From her shoulder down over her ass, wetcunt's Master
wrote, transforming her into a humiliation billboard, "shithole slut, fuckpig,
cumrag, pisswhore." After wetcunt's back was covered from top to bottom,
wetcunt's Master ordered wetcunt up to her knees. "Kneel up cunt, lift your hair
so that it doesn't block any of the billboard while I take pictures of My
humiliation slut."
wetcunt cunt and face burned as she heard her Master take shot after shot of the
humiliation billboard. "Turn around cunt and face Me." wetcunt turned around to
face her Master, struggling not to fall as she held her hands behind her head.
"Eyes straight ahead cunt. Don't look at Me, don't look down." Again wetcunt's
Master wrote, "fuckcow's milkbags, piss slut, sloppy cunt," covering wetcunt
with names from her neck to her cunt, making her a humiliation billboard front
and back. Eyes fixed straight ahead as her Master picked the digital camera back
up and snapped shot after shot of the sign's covering wetcunt's tits, belly and
cunt. "Look at yourself cunt," her Master commanded as He handed wetcunt the
camera. "Look at what a huge humiliation slut I have. Look at what a fine
humiliation billboard you make cunt, covered with the signs of you are, of what
you crave." As wetcunt looked at each of the pictures, her cunt dripped harder,
the desire to hump grew stronger. "My fuckcow wants to hump doesn't it cunt?"
her Master asked chuckling slightly. "Yes Master, it does," whispered wetcunt.
"Hump the air My fuckcow, let your Master see His fuckcow hump." wetcunt
starting humping the air violently groaning, desperate for any kind of pressure
on her burning clit. "Maybe if My fuckcow is really good, Master will let it
hump the leg of that chair over there until it slops. Wouldn't that be nice My
greedy fuckcow?" "oh yyyes Master," wetcunt replied, wanting desperately to beg
to be allowed to slop.
"But before that is going to happen, W/we will have to see if all the cock
sucking practice that My little fuckcow has been doing has turned it into a good
little cock-sucker. Do you want to show Master what a good little cock-sucker
you have become fuckcow?" Whimpering, wetcunt nodded her head fiercely, as she
continued to hump the air. wetcunt's groan filled the room as she watched her
Master slowly unzip His jeans and bring His cock into view. Immediately wetcunt
started to lower her head so that she could begin to suck on her Master's cock.
"Did I tell you to stop humping the air fuckcow? Did I tell you to move cunt?"
her Master barked. "No, Master," wetcunt whispered as she straightened back up
and returned to humping the air. "Don't do ANYTHING I don't tell you to do cunt.
you don't get to suck Master's cock until you convince Master that you really
want to suck His cock. I haven't heard you beg Master to let you suck His cock.
I don't think you really want to suck Master's cock."
Then taking hold of wetcunt's nipples, her Master started to pinch and twist
them. "W/we will deal with your presumption later cunt," her Master said
twisting each nipple to punctuate every word. wetcunt's clit burned harder with
each twist and pull of her nipples. "Now (twist), show (twist) your (twist)
Master (twist) how (twist) badly (twist) you (twist) want (twist) to (twist)
show (twist) Master (twist) what (twist) a (twist) good (twist) little (twist)
cock (twist) sucker (twist) His (twist) fuckcow (twist) has (twist) become
(twist)." By the time wetcunt's Master had finished the sentence wetcunt was
moaning loudly, her nipples and clit were burning hot. "Please, please Master,
please Your fuckcow is begging You to please let it know You what a good little
cock-sucker it has become. Please Master, please let wetcunt suck Master's cock.
PPPPPPllllease Master." Over and over again wetcunt repeated her plaintive plea,
begging her Master to let her be the good little cock-sucker she desperately
wanted to be. As wetcunt begged, her Master released her nipples and started to
spank each one of her huge milkbags, casually watching them flop back and forth,
apparently paying no attention to His slut's repeated begging. Finally when
wetcunt's milkbags were nice and red, her Master said, "Bend down wetcunt, you
may take the tip of Master's cock into that slut mouth of yours, but do not suck
yet. Just hold the tip of Master's cock."
wetcunt moved rapidly to take the tip of her Master's cock in her mouth. her
groan of pleasure escaped around His cock as she lovingly held it in her mouth.
wetcunt began humping the air harder still from the pleasure of finally getting
to have her Master's cock in her mouth. "Stop humping fuckcow, and start showing
Master what a good little cock-sucker you have become." With that wetcunt
started to slowly bathe her Master's cock with her tongue, running around the
head of His cock, lapping at her Master's pisshole. Upon hearing her Master
starting to groan with pleasure, wetcunt lowered her head further to take more
of her Master's cock deeper in her mouth, starting to suck as she lowered her
head. First rising back up until just the tip of her Master's cock was in her
mouth, sucking as she lifted her head, then swiftly lowering her head down
again, taking her Master's cock deeper each time until the tip of her Master's
cock entered her throat. Fighting the urge to gag, remembering to breathe on the
upstroke, wetcunt continued to take more and more of her Master's cock deeper
and deeper into her mouth and throat. As her Master stiffened, He pulled His
cock from wetcunt's mouth and started to cover her face from her forehead down
with His cum, spraying shot after shot of cum on wetcunt's face and hair. After
her Master had finished coating her hair and face with cum, wetcunt whispered,
"Thank You Master for allowing Your fuckcow to suck Your cock. May it clean Your
cock for You Master." "Yes, cunt. Clean your Master's cock for Him and then W/we
will deal with your earlier presumption." wetcunt lovingly suckled her Master's
cock, cleaning every trace of cum from it, making sure that it was completely
clean.
"Now, cunt, you will learn to never assume that you may touch your Master
without His expressed permission. Stand back up, hands down on the edge of the
bed, raise that ass high." wetcunt moved down from the bed, and lowered her
hands back down to the edge of the bed, her 6-inch heels forcing her ass high
into the air. "Just because it was your first offense, don't think that I will
go lightly on you cunt. My philosophy is that if I punish My slut's properly the
first time they screw up, they will be less likely to screw up a second time."
With that wetcunt heard her Master unbuckle His belt and slowly drag it from His
belt loops. wetcunt bit her lip to keep herself from crying out simply in fear
of what was to come. Wetcunt almost jumped as her Master snapped His belt
together before moving into position to spank wetcunt's raised ass. "Hold that
position slut or you will regret it," and wetcunt's Master began spanking first
one ass cheek and then the other, first high on the ass and then lower right at
the seat portion, until wetcunt was had tears streaming down her face and her
ass was fire engine red. "Now, cunt, are you ever going to assume that you have
the RIGHT to touch your Master without His permission." "nnnnooo Mmmmmmaster,"
wetcunt stammered as she tried to catch her breath.
"you did very well wetcunt. you have become a very good cock-sucker and you bore
your punishment well staying firmly in position. Because you have done so well
Master is going to let you hump the leg of His chair like I know My greedy
little fuckcow so desperately wants to do. Take your hands off the bed cunt and
crawl over to Master's chair." As wetcunt slowly lifted her hands from the edge
of the bed, her fiery red ass cheeks screamed in protest. Lowering herself to
her kneels, wetcunt slowly crawled over to where her Master was sitting. wetcunt
knelt in front of her Master and waited for permission to begin humping the leg
of the chair. "Beg your Master for permission fuckcow, beg for permission to
hump the leg of this chair like it was a post in the field." wetcunt began
fiercely begging her Master for permission to hump the leg of the chair, the
burning in her clit overwhelming the burning of her ass cheeks. Master casually
crossed His legs as He watched His slut groveling at His feet begging to hump a
post like a fuckcow. "All right fuckcow, you may hump your post, but Master
wants to hear His fuckcow moo like a good fuckcow should." wetcunt moved her red
hot ass into position against the left leg of the chair, pressing her clit hard
against the post, driving the shithole plug deeper into her shithole, she
started humping hard against the post, mooing louder and louder as the time of
her slopping came closer and closer, lost in space until she violently slopped
all over the post drenching it with her cunt juices. "Lick the post clean
fuckcow. you humped that post very well." wetcunt lapped her cuntsnot from the
post while whispering over and over again, "Thank You Master, Thank You Master."
"Look at Me cunt," her Master said. wetcunt knelt as her Master's feet her eyes
fixed on her Master's face. "you have done very well so far wetcunt. Master is
very proud of you. you passed the test downstairs with the bellhop and the
receptionist. you have done very well so far pleasing your Master, showing Him
how well you have been practicing, but remember this whole weekend is a test and
another one is about to start as Master's cum continues to dry on your hair and
face. W/we are about to order room service and you are going to be a good little
humiliation billboard for your Master. Master will let His good little fuckcow
catch its breath, then your testing and training will continue."
