My Master's Two Sessions of Discipline (Full Version)

>My Master's Two Disciplines (Complete Version)

I was unintentionally brought into this novel SM world by an online friend, and from then on, I couldn't extricate myself. I was deeply infatuated with the feeling of kneeling in front of my master and being insulted by him. Although it was just online chatting, I felt very satisfied when I felt lowly and lewd, and my vagina would flow out a lot of lustful fluid, which was very enjoyable. Later, I met a master in the same city online. Before that, I had never been truly disciplined. When my master said that he would really discipline me, I was surprised, happy, and scared at the same time. I was really a little scared because my master said that he would really tie me up and "discipline" me severely.

When the time came, I arrived at the street where we were supposed to meet. I looked around nervously. A tall man walked towards me with a smile. After seeing me, he naturally took my hand and whispered in my ear, "Very beautiful." Just those three words calmed my uneasy heart. I obediently let my master lead me to a nearby restaurant, where we had lunch together. During meals, my master always looked at me with tender eyes, and I was too shy to lower my head. After all, I was a teacher, usually an incredibly quiet and obedient woman.

After lunch, my master took me to a hotel he had booked beforehand. Once in the room, I became uneasy again, standing at the door with my head down, afraid to look up or speak. My master looked at me, then suddenly pulled me close, his strong hands pressing my hands behind my back, twisting them as far as possible, while simultaneously kissing me.

Oh my god! I felt completely mesmerized, my mind went blank. After a long kiss, my master released me and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm not a bad person." Just like that, I was completely conquered by my master. In the subsequent training, I willingly became his bitch, lowly and wanton, obeying his every command.

(II)

My master conquered me with his gaze and gentle words, calming my uneasy heart. So when my master gave the command "Kneel down, bitch," I did not hesitate for a moment and knelt down in front of him, kowtowing. My master's face had become very serious. Then he commanded me, "Hurry up and take off your clothes, you lowly dog!" I immediately started to take off my clothes. After all, it was our first meeting, and I was a little shy. When I took off my underwear, I secretly raised my head. My master immediately scolded me, "Hurry up, bitch." After being scolded by my master, I immediately lowered my head. Even when I took off my underwear, I kept kneeling and knelt very carefully. Finally, I was naked in front of my master.

My owner looked me up and down like he was admiring a pet. I involuntarily started barking. Oh God, I'm so pathetic! I've really become a dog! How could I bark like that without thinking? But seeing a hint of satisfaction in my owner's eyes, I barked even louder, wagging my tail. My owner, seeing how hard I was trying to please him, showed no expression. Instead, he picked up a rope and tightly bound my hands behind my back, pulling hard on my paws and tying it tightly to the rope around my neck. I immediately threw my head back, howling in pain, my breathing becoming labored. "Stop barking, you bitch, you sow!" my owner cursed, lifting me onto the bed and forcing me to kneel with my backside facing him. When the master saw that my buttocks were not raised high enough when I knelt, he slapped my buttocks repeatedly. I immediately raised my lowly buttocks high in a lewd manner and kept barking: "Thank you, master, thank you, master, for disciplining the bitch, woof woof woof." The master did not stop and continued to slap the bitch. The bitch felt that her buttocks were already red and hot, but she dared not move, letting the master enjoy the pleasure of slapping the bitch. She barked and thanked the master for slapping the bitch's buttocks, claiming that the bitch's buttocks were too slutty and asking the master to punish her. Perhaps the master was tired of slapping her, so he used a rope as a dog leash, tied it around the bitch's neck, and ordered the bitch to kneel on the ground. He smiled wickedly and said to me, "Slutty bitch, how about the master plays a game with you?"

(III)

The bitch dared not disobey in the slightest. Although the master tied her very tightly, I, as the bitch, still tried my best to kowtow to the master to show my obedience to the master's arrangement. Thus, a game in which the master teased the bitch began.

First, the owner kneels before the female dog, who is leashed. The owner holds one end of the leash, which is not long, about a meter long, so the owner is not far from the female dog. The owner gives the command that I perform oral sex on him (at this time, my owner is also naked). The female dog immediately crawls towards the owner and opens her mouth to try to take his penis in, but the owner takes a step back, and the female dog does not get it in. Then the owner begins to speak, "Female dog, these are the rules of the game. You are a lowly beast. When crawling, you must take my penis in your mouth, but I can step back. If you cannot take it in, you will be punished. Do you understand?!" As soon as the owner finishes his stern command, I immediately bark to show the owner that the female dog will obey the owner's command and let the owner play with her.

At the master's command, the game began. The master's goal was to punish the female dog, so how could he let her suckle? The poor dog kept crawling after the master, but the master pulled on the leash and kept backing away. The female dog had no choice but to crawl with her mouth open, occasionally barking in frustration. The master laughed happily. Several times the female dog was about to suckle, but the master suddenly pulled the leash, causing the female dog's mouth to deviate, and she failed again. The female dog's knees hurt a lot from the master's teasing, even though there was a carpet. After crawling around the large hall several times, perhaps the master had had enough, he finally let the female dog suckle. The female dog endured the pain in her knees and sucked the hard-won treasure into her mouth, greedily sucking until the master said "stop" with satisfaction.

(IV)

At this point, I, the bitch, was exhausted and kneeling on the ground, almost swaying. My master's stern voice rang out again, "Bitch, slut, whore, do you know how many times you failed to suck my penis? How many times did you bark? Bark loudly!" Good heavens, how could I have known my master would give such an order? I was so focused on crawling and chasing my master's treasure that I hadn't counted at all! Out of respect for my master and fear, I barked loudly a few times, thinking I could get away with it. But my master grabbed the rope that bound my hands behind my back and pulled me to the floor of the hall. I collapsed like a dog. My master pulled up the leash and lifted me up, saying, "Kneel properly, slut!" How could I not kneel properly? I had no choice but to straighten up and wait for my master's punishment.

My owner took me on a dog-walking game, but unlike the bedroom with its heating, the living room wasn't warm. Soon, the female dog felt very cold. In December in the north, crawling naked on the floor, constantly barking "woof woof woof," and adding phrases like "I'm a slut," "I'm a lowly dog," etc., only then would the owner be happy. I also had to thank the owner for "training" me. In short, I had to keep barking and saying these things. Being a female dog and pleasing the owner is really not easy, especially since sometimes the owner would deliberately walk fast and pull hard on the leash, gripping the dog's neck. The female dog had to try her best to crawl fast; her paws, tied behind her back, were already numb. But besides crawling, all she could do was bark. This was because I was the owner's domesticated animal, and I could only obey the owner, letting him play with and abuse me!

After several rounds of teasing, the female dog's genitals were incredibly wet, and she kept begging her owner to fuck her a few more times. But the owner... responded to the female dog with, "You're so cheap!" and ignored her requests.

The master was truly exhausted this time, so he lifted the female dog onto the bed like cargo, saying, "Is your cunt itchy? You slut! Let me give you a good time!" The female dog was secretly delighted, thinking her master would reward her with a penis to penetrate her vagina. She knelt with her buttocks high in the air, her breasts swaying, thanking her master for his favor, kowtowing repeatedly, begging him to fuck her cunt. The master grinned wickedly, ordering the female dog not to raise her head, forcefully pressing her head onto the bed with one hand, slapping her buttocks, and ordering her to raise her buttocks even higher. At this moment, the female dog felt something inserted into her vagina, a very comfortable feeling. The master, however, grinned wickedly and said, "Slut, does it feel good to be fucked by a sausage?" Sausage! My master is truly amazing. He thought of using this method to play with the dog. The female dog's vagina, stimulated by the sausage, kept flowing with vaginal fluid, covering the sausage with white mucus. While inserting the sausage into me, my master also played with my swaying breasts. The double stimulation brought me to orgasm amidst barking. I am grateful to my master. As a female dog, as a lowly beast, I am merely my master's plaything, a sex toy, yet I can experience such pleasure!

(V)

My master wanted to smoke and, seeing that the female dog had been tied up for so long, he untied me. My hands were so numb that it took a long time to move. There were many marks from the bindings on my arms and body. I knelt down and lit the cigarette for my master. My master leaned against the bed to rest. My master allowed me to kneel on the bed and rest for a while because I was going to perform a female dog masturbation show for my master.

When the time came, I knelt before my master, legs spread, fingers inserted into my vagina, moving in and out, barking incoherently. My master leisurely smoked, occasionally squeezing the bitch's breasts and nipples hard, making the bitch howl, too afraid to move an inch, only the action of inserting his fingers into her vagina and her lewd cries remaining. My master had a heavy smoking habit, smoking two cigarettes in a row, deliberately taking his time, only allowing the bitch to stop when he was finished. The bitch licked the lewd fluid off her paws, thanking her master for watching her submissive state. Only

then did the master allow the bitch to perform oral sex on him and have sex with her.

After a full five hours, the master's first training session with the bitch finally ended.

I don't want to elaborate on the second training session, as it was similar to the first. However, my master became much more violent for some reason, causing me immense pain, especially when he inserted a sausage into my vagina—the kind with a nail at the tip. My pleas were useless, and I bled profusely, which terrified me. This is why I never dared to agree to real training with my master again.

This is my true story, absolutely no fiction. I hope all masters will train their slaves according to their individual needs and provide extra caress afterward; this is how master-slave relationships last. This is

my first time writing such an article, thank you for your support .

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