Equestrian Manchester Mistress Lady Cornelia's Eight Venom Strokes and CBT!

It had started like any other session. At the appointed time to serve her, I followed my mistress into the chamber where she told me to get undressed. I took off my clothes and kneeled naked in front of her with my head bowed starring at the floor in front of me. I didn't know that my mistress had something special in mind for her amusement.

I could see the toes of her long leather boots as she stood in front of me. I knew from just being there that she was wearing her long leather boots, jodhpurs and a tight fitted white shirt. As she circled round me ensuring that I was clean and well shaved as she demanded. I could hear her tapping her favourite crop against her thigh. When she was behind me I heard the footsteps of her boots on the wooden floor, then the footsteps stopped.

"Slave" she sighed "Start playing with yourself"

"Yes Mistress", I replied . "And do you have the mental capacity to know how to do it?" she asked.

"Yes Mistress" I answered.

"Then why," my mistress demanded "are you waiting?"

"I'm sorry Mistress", I said apologetically.

"That," she stated "will be ten lashes".

I assumed my position on all fours with my face to the ground and offered my bottom, raised in the air, for punishment. The first stroke stung the flesh on my buttocks as she brought the crop down on my behind, making a lovely smacking sound. "One. Thank you Mistress".

The next eight strokes were applied with equal venom before the final stroke of admonishment was delivered with even more force. "Ten, thank you Mistress you are so kind."I said as a breathed heavily. My checks were red and burning and I felt as warm inside as they felt.

I stayed in position as my Mistress walked over to the other side of the room and picked up a cock and ball implement and some rope.

"This will be useful" she said. "Lift you head up."

I did as I was told and she tied me up and proceeded to place a clamp on my bollocks. She sat in front of me then straddled my back as if I was her horse, "Now it's time for pain." A jerk of the rope and I went further down on my knees again as she played with my bollocks and forced them into the device after pushing me down onto my back.

"Lets see the doggie do a trick. Back on your knees now the device is on and Beg me." my mistress demanded. She yanked the rope and I sat up on my hunches, looking up at her, my arms bent at the elbow obediently. "Now on your back for me."

I went down on my back, legs up and bent at then knee, my arms still bent at the elbow with the clamp tight on my balls like a dog with its legs in the air.

Standing where my feet would have been were they not raised above the ground she looked down at me, her blue eyes staring into mine. Slowly she bent over and put the end of the crop gently under my chin. Then steadily she moved it down my belly, moving slowly but inexorably towards my cock and balls. She used the leather to gently manipulate my penis which was lying hard on my stomach. She gently flicked my member left and right and at the same time the leather caressed my shaft.

I could feel my cock getting harder as she moved down and massaged my balls with the end of the crop running it carefully and deliberately over my ball sacks before putting the shaft of the crop between my backside and rubbing the end of the crop against me. My cock grew and hardened, something, which hadn't escaped the notice of my mistresses.

"Ooh look, horsey's got a bone, she said, lol...".

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