Some more stories from my early slave training, Circa May 2018

“Slaves” Part 4: Back Home-by slave girl sara

Father carried out his punishment regime as promised, a breakfast spanking and a bedtime spanking and fucking, none of it harsh but just emphasising his authority in the house, which is total.

I worked through the pain and distress during the first part of the week.

Father and mum had now gone away for a few days and Luke was given full authority over me.

I got home at the usual time on Wednesday, “Shower and back down here sara, naked.”

My first belting of his reign I wondered.

I arrived in the kitchen naked to the cheers of two of his mates, I stood and covered.

“A spanking from each of us for covering sara.”

They sat in a row on our dining chairs and I walked to the first boy and lay over his knee.

These guys were 21 or 22 so whilst they had little technique they had strong hard hands.

Luke was next then his last mate, I know them but won’t name them.

I was in tears from the first boy so pretty shook up by the last.

“Going to give you a choice now sara, you can have a belting off me or suck my mates.”

I knelt and soon had two cocks in front of me, as I sucked one I wanked the other till it was his turn to be sucked.

The boys now empty, left, “Same time tomorrow guys, then we will have even more fun.”

“Will you kneel and suck me sis.”

“Yes of course Sir.”

Once hard he put me over the chair he had just been sitting on to spank me and fucked me.

I went and cleaned up and came back down to do dinner, still naked, for his pleasure.

We sat at the table and had dinner, Luke`s phone rang, it was Father.

“Yes I spanked her and she tasted my belt dad, just a minute I will tell her, sara, dad says you can forget all about going to Poppy`s wedding.”

“Fuck the wedding, fuck my job, and fuck you all.” I ran upstairs

“I will dad, bye.”

Luke came up with his belt in his hand but saw how distressed I was.

He took me to the bathroom and sat me on the loo, I had a wee, he tore me some paper off and took me back to my room, pulled back the covers and put me into bed. It was only 8 o’clock but I cried myself to sleep.

Luke climbed in about 10:30 and fucked me as I was laid on my back and also first thing in the morning. I guess I was pretty unresponsive so had to go over his knee after breakfast which I think was fair enough and agreed with.

I got on my train and before I knew where I was I was in Leeds, a few stops after where I should have been.

I just went to the platform home and got off at work, 20 minutes late.

I knew I would get a good hiding off my manager and went straight into see him.

I could not control my emotions and ended up in his arms crying on his shoulder.

Go and get you coat on and meet me in the car park, I’ll take you home in my car.

I did not argue, once home I invited him in, still in tears and made a coffee.

I told him everything, the whole truth and not the lie told at Sir’s slave night.

I also said I was not allowed at the wedding, I was soon sobbing again.

“Please may I have my spanking Sir?” I knew I really needed one now.

“Let’s have you naked sara.”

I was soon over his knee, “Wow looks like you have had a spanking off the whole street sara.”

He rubbed my bottom, a little finger brushing my pussy, and again and gently slapped me.

“Please Sir may I go between your legs?”

He slid me down and I opened his zip and eased him out.

It’s not that I was feeling randy or hot, and any slave and maybe sub reading this will know what I am trying to say. I needed someone I could trust to serve, to get back into my lifestyle.

He may have been my boss but I really liked and respected him and to be fair had been over his knee lots in the past.

“Shall I suck you off Sir or would you like to mount?”

“What do you need sara?”

I felt a little better during the evening so went into bed with Luke, and I’m sure I was a little more receptive towards him.