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I love when King gives me challenges. Last week I complained that the Maintenance Saturdays were becoming too routine. That was when he handed me $20.00 and tasked me with buying materials and making something that would make them more “interesting.”I did my research and dug into my childhood memories of making all kinds of things with jute – plant hangers, necklaces, anklets. After going to the local craft store, I got to work. I made a combination johnny loopy, flogger thing. I was actually pretty proud of the results until, that is, it was show time.Saturday morning arrived and I showered, cleaned EVERY orifice, shaved everything, and went to King’s office where I waited for him to arrive. I stood in kahramanmaraş escort front of his desk with my gift all wrapped up in pretty gold paper with a bright red ribbon.He came in, ignored me, and sat at his desk. Slowly, he opened my offering. He held it in his right hand and tested it by slapping it against his inner thigh several times. He looked up at me, grinned, and nodded.”You’ve done well. Once I finish with your warm-up, we’ll try this. Now, bend over the desk with your tits flat, feet as wide as possible.”I did as he ordered and blushed from the pride I felt at his compliment. My mind and body practically purr whenever I know I’ve kapalı gaziantep escort pleased him.He began by spanking me gently then gradually increased the speed and force. I felt my ass warming up nicely and the room began to be scented with my musk. I can’t deny that his hand on me, his voice, his smell, his, well, everything, always causes a physical reaction. Still, being well-trained, I said nothing and remained stoically in place.Once he was satisfied with the warm-up, he said, “Whom do you belong to?”SLAP. I gasped. I knew from my research that this would sting, but holy cow!!! “You, sir.””Sir?”SLAP. SLAP.”You, my King.”I felt kaliteli gaziantep escort the tears spring to my eyes already!”Is this your choice?”SLAP “Yes, my King.”I clenched my fingers around the edge of the desk.”Repeat your vows.”SLAP”I will obey your commands.”SLAP”I will confess any disobedience.”SLAP”I will be honest with you at all times.”SLAP”I will accept your hand for both pleasure and discipline.”SLAPI was sobbing and wiggling from one foot to the other. What the hell had I done to myself???”I will mirror your love and respect for me.”SLAP, SLAP, SLAP.He let me cry for a bit then ran a strong, soft hand down my back before leaning over me. “Excellent. I LOVE this gift. Regrets?””No, my King,” I sobbed in reply.He kissed my neck and said, “Your ass is beautifully rosy. I want to enjoy the view while I do a bit of work. Go stand in the corner with your hands on your head. I’ll set the timer for ten minutes. After that, you can thank me for the discipline by sucking my cock before I fuck that perfect ass of yours.”I stood and wiped my tears, a slow smile on my face.

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