Today, a Master friend is coming to visit me and he has taken his new salve with him. He is still in training and, sometimes, he still talks back to his Master. His Master wants Mistress Gaia to evaluate him and to see if, together, they can make him a better slave. Mistress Gaia tells the slave to stand up, because she wants to inspect him. Then she orders him to his knees and to start kissing her beautiful stiletto shoes. The slave is clumsy in his movements and several riding crop strokes are required to put him at work. The next step is to lick the Mistress’ shoe soles. More crop strokes hit his ass, which is already changing color. Then Mistress Gaia orders him to lick the Master’s soles, which are very dirty, having walked on the outside streets and more crop strokes are necessary to stimulate the slave. Red stripes now are covering his ass but, at the end, it seems that the slave’s behavior is improving. Now he dutifully thanks both his Mistress and Master, who are taking care of his training.

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Today I’m in the dungeon with my mistress friend. We are going to give this slave a good whipping. He’s been very incolent and we are going to teach him a lesson in obedience. We make him crawl to the bondage bench, and get him to take up his position. Then we tigltly bind his arms and legs, so that he can’t move or escape. We both have short whips as the choice of pain for our bitch, and we a certainly going to make him suffer. We begin with some crisp lashes to his ass, then increase the intensity. He doesn’t take long to begin to whine like a little piggy, as we lash his sorry ass. As we continue, my friend decides to change her whip for a cane as she want to hear our slut scream even louder. It works really well as he begins to scream and begs us to stop. We’re not having any of it, as his ass begins to turn a nice shade of purple and large whelts appear. Just when he thinks his punishment is over, my friend pokes her cane into his hanging balls for good measure. It’s been great fun, and we leave our slave bound to the bench while we go for a coffee. On our return, we will consider another cruel double whipping of our bitch…

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Today I’m going to train my bitch of a slave in the art of discipline. He can’t seem to understand some of the basic instructions that I give him. Of course, I don’t usually have to resort to such measures as my favourite bullwhip. However, he’s been so disappointing recently I think extreme measures are required. I have him on his hands and knees on the floor. He’s also very tightly bount to a metal frame. It’s unique design keeps his arms and legs apart with spreader bars. While his neck fits tightly in the neck piece. He can’t move or escape, and his back is completely exposed to the severity of my lashes. I also put a tight bridle bit in his mouth and attach the reigns. That will shut him up while I whip him. I make myself comfortable on the bench, as the height gives me a little more leverage as I crack my whip of his back. He doesn’t take long to squeal, and it gets me quite aroused. However, I’m not interested in his muffled attempts at getting me to stop, and I whip him harder and harder. Time to get a little closer, so I come off the bench and give him a few tugs on his bridle, making the bit harshly grip the side of his mouth. I so enjoying seeing my bitch drool for me. I order him to count the remainder of his strokes, as he endures my superior lashes to receive the autograph of Mistress Gaia…

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