Part 2-5: Day 2 Will the punishment end?

Then Master says: Looks good now... my exhibition... does not look good gagged... only the BRIDLE will do.... NOW... STAY THERE!! EYES OPEN!! NO NOISE!! if not, I WILL HIT THE NIPPLE!

I knew the hit on the nipple will be painful, although it is covered with 3 layers of cloth.. Esp with the binder clip there... more so the handle removed.. It cannot 'accidentally' be dislodged... 

I forced myself to obey ALL.. FORCING EYES OPEN and STAY QUIET, not to GROAN, SCREAM or any NOISE... 

Master walked away to do his own things after that...

I was left there standing in such PAINFUL, UNCOMFORTABLE AND TERRIBLE FEELING CONDITION..

Minds was only filled with REGRETS... 

And it got increasing PAINFUL, increasing UNCOMFORTABLE by the seconds.. What made it worst was that saliva kept drooling in because of the bridle.. 

Any slight movement could feel the pain transmit up from all parts of the body, burning inside the asshole, stinging sharp pain at the nipple, clamping pain at the genitals, sore from the heels, slight suffocation if I moved a little from the chain. Also the clamping at the tongue, the clamp at the ears... 

Hands fully restricted, well securely bounded up.. So vulnerable... 

Sweat keeps flowing out from all over wasn't helping either. 

I could only FORCE STOOD STILL ENDURING until MASTER call it end... 

Seconds were like mimutes... Worst than snail pace in this position... 

Until what seems eternity later that I instinctively gave out a LOUD SCREAM.. (though with the bridle, it sounded softer)

This surely caught Master's attention.. 

He walked over and started taunting sarcastically ..: ' What dear?? 10 mins only and you dis-obeyed by instruction?' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' (intended on No Master)

Master: 'You enjoy it right??' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' (intended on No)

Master: ' That means yes... good! any regret?' 

I replied: 'eh' 

Master:'I hear it as yes... anyway.. I will not allow and expect any REGRET! CLEAR?!!!' 

I replied: 'eh eh-eh' 

Master was actually conditioning my mind now, conditioning my mind to give him ANSWERS that he expected. Even it may not seems like what really was.. Others words training me to give HIS ANSWER.. This training is REAL.. means even if there is safeword, this training can kill all potential safewordings too... 

After my last reply, master simply slap onto the breast region few times... on both nipples area... SHARP PAIN TRAVELLED UP... I screamed again!!

and he walked away.. leaving me to continue in this state.. 

Longer wait... longer pain... more agony... Until I let out again.. 

This time the angry master come and just hit on the nipple more times... 

I CRIED.... or rather forced to only SOB.... 

He ignored and walk away.. 

This cycle happened a few more times... 

Until it was barely half hour... so said the Master... 

Then Master came over to suggest...: 'How about playing a game of estimation?'

Master don't seems to be interested in any reply, he continued:' I give you a time, say 2 mins.. You are to estimate 2 mins standing here.. When you deem 2 mins reached.. you make a sound.. And I will release you.. If you are too early or late, I will punish you more... the severity will be based on the number of seconds you deviate from.  . AND IF YOU ARE MORE THAN 1 MINS later, Say goodbye to you mean RELEASED from this PUNISHMENT!!' 

He did not wait for my response.. He simply ordered: start now:.... 1min

That seems easy, I thought, mentally in my mind: 1 seconds... 2 seconds... 3 seconds.... 10 seconds... HIT ON THE NIPPLES!!... OUCH OUCH... THE PAIN TRAVELED UP.. On the spot my mind went BLANK!! Master really knows how to distract.. 

I lost count!!! 

I panicked momentary..... and tried to focus in my mind, using whatever gut feeling to estimate that 1 min now... 

Just at the moment, I sounded: ehh.... 

Master replied: 'Late by 15 seconds!!!' 

The next moment.... OUCH!! pain on the nipple... Master hit the clamp again!! Once....... Twicee...... Few more times.....Arghh........... until 10 over times..... and stopped...  

Felt slight relieve.... 

Master said: '15 times for 15 seconds... I will play around with different part for you... Start now! 5 mins...! ' 

Too abrupt for me! still recovering from the pain.! How! did not MENTAL COUNT!! Oh no!!

Tried my instinct.. Moreover, trying to manage different types of pain every part of the body was really hard to focus... 

Hope instinct don't fail me! 

Just at the right instinct, I sounded again: Eh! 

Master shouted: '3 mins!!!  To far!! Trying to be funny is it??!!!' 

Felt master's hand went under the skirt from the back, pull down the panty, felt his grip over my penis from the back (still tightly gripped by the chopsticks).. He pull the chopsticks off in 1 swift act.. leaving the rubber bands in various segment of the 'sausage'... Then he used the rubber bands to snap directly on the penis! 

Snap!! .... Snap!!!.... Snap!!! 

Each time, I screamed: Eh!!!...... Eh!!!!..... Eh!!!.... REALLY PAIN!!! 

Keep snapping.... I tried enduring, but no avail!!! PAIN!!! PAIN.. and not stopping!!! 

Felt like close to 100 times... and master did not seems to stop! 

Felt extremely weak by now... 

Then master took the 2 pair of chopsticks from the penis to add 2 more sets of bridle on my tongue... It is not helping.... Tasted the pungentness from the penis.... YUCKS.... 

And he continued... snapping.... until..... 

I couldn't take it anymore..... and screamed: ' ehhh..... ehhhhh ... ehh. eh eh eh eh eh' (my mind: please stop master please stop master........) and crying....

Master at this point, stopped what he did, decided to release the birdles from my mouth for me to articulate... 

I cried: 'Please stop master..... I don't want it anymore... please please please....' 

Master: 'Too bad.... you asked for it... no U-turn as agreeed... and no mercy... you asked for it...' 

I replied crying:' I know.....I know..... but please spare me.... I am sorry... I am sorry.... please give chance.....' 

Master:' No chance... no chance... Wait... how come you are not observing the rule of talking here.... where is your manners and protocol of talking..' 

With that... He Force bridle me once again.... This time with only 1 pair of chopsticks.. bad enough.. simply pulled back up the panties... and ordered: 

' Continue.... 5 mins..' 

I silenced... fearing it to worsen... and still sobbing thought... entirely not in the mind to count.... And waited.....Until this time... 

Master screamed: 'YOU NOT LEARNING ISSIT!! 7 MINS ALR!! 

FELT A HUGE HIT AT THE BACK OF THE KNEEE CAUSING ME TO SUDDENLY BEND MY KNEES.. CHOKED...... from the chain..... 

I coughed.... Struggle to stand back up.... 

ANOTHER HIT!!! ................ CHOKED AGAIN!!!... 

Struggled back up..Desperatedly trying to breath... ANOTHER TIME!!....  

Struggled AGAIN!!! This time I sounded desperate: 'eheheheheheheh.....!!!' 

Master stopped... And unbridle me... 

I desperately pleaded: Please please please master..... I lose I lose i lose.... Please free me.... I willing to do whatever you want..... please please pleas.... 

Master: Whatever I want?? you know what you are asking babe?? .... You sure??? 

I quickly replied: yes yes yes... whatever... please please please.... 

Master: Whatever I want? 

In desperation i replied: yes master, I understand... I understand... 

Oh no... do i even know what I was asking... In desperation, think the only thought was short term.. to be relieved of the existing pain first... Not thinking clearly what I promised for something worst instead.. 

Master replied: Fine...You said so....

Master stretched to released the secure to the ceiling.. The chain immediately loosen and on the spot felt the relieve at my neck.. I simply collapsed onto the ground...

There, I waited for master to release me of all the other tools he placed over me...  Nothing.. 

To be continued.  

Preview: 

Then he said: This is the present for the slave.. and slave MUST TREASURE AND APPRECIATE every bit of PRESENT the master give! Make sure this slave finish up every drop of it! And make sure you drink as if you enjoy it! if not I created another batch for you! 

Part 2-?: Day 2 Card picking game..

Note: Decided to fast forward to Day 2, parts in between will be filled in over time.. By now, master has punished me quite severely in few forms, even to the extend that I was punished to sleep on the floor kneeling, which resulted in long-sleepless night.. Managed to sleep a little though.. By now, I have also been through substantial TAMING process, as well as beginning to behave more of a GENTLE SUBMISSIVE SCHOOL GIRL..

Master decided to play another game on me... He called it the dice game..

After master gave permission for me to use the 'pail potty' to discharge my pee, as usual, I kneeled beside the potty for him to inspect the content.

As I am not allowed any toilet paper, could feel residual drips of urine wetting the panties when I put back it back on. The panties, by not is already as stinky as I could imagine, now with few more drops of urine, definitely adding up to it..

This panties, has been placed into my mouth for say, maybe 4-5 times since yesterday.. Each time, it tasted more bitter and sour.. Probably from the mixture of sweat, leaked semen, leaked urine etc..

Also, the wet feeling, from saliva and other, when wearing, can really be uncomfortable, especially feeling it around the lower area.

Sidenote: I was not allowed to use the toilet as my lowly being is not entitled to it.. I am only allowed to use a pail to discharge all my waste (pee and shit) and accordingly to the timing set by master. This timing is not fixed and in accordances to master's pleasure. Even if there is desperation, I am not allowed to request, requesting to release (pee or shit) is not permissible for such lowly being which may render worst punishment for the request. So during urgency, I am only allowed to hold on until master's next instruction to discharge. If i wet my panties or soil it with urine or shit, I will be terribly dealt with (Soiled panties in mouth applicable).

After master inspected the contents, he did not require me to drink it back this time as he has deemed that it is yellowish enough. (If the urine is not yellowish enough, I will be punished by being forced to drink it up).

Master: Only slight yellow... pass you this time... Now... Another game with you...

I remained silent, still in kneeling position and head bowed. Another game of bias, which I will definitely lose?

Master took out a deck of poker card, and gave the instructions.

Master: You are to pick 3 cards from this deck. And what you have on the cards will mean how much canning you will receive later at the end of the game.
For example:
If all the cards are numbers, the numbers added up will be the number of strokes you get.
If there is a picture card, it will mean number of strokes will be multiply of the both number cards
And if there is 2 picture cards, the number cards will be to the power of 2 (means if the number is 4, will be 4x4=16)
And if all the cards are pictures, it is automatic 100 strokes
And if you draw an Aces, also automatic 50 stokes
Only when you draw 2 Aces together, you can end the game.
Oh yes, it will not be easy...

Then, master took the deck, digged through the deck and removed 2 of the Aces away... So the entire deck of cards only have 2 Aces left..

I felt extremely helpless... unfair.... but could only accept.. No other choice..

Master: Will this be fun?

I forced reply (sound as happy as possible): Yes master, Cassandra will enjoy it..
(I have learned that if I sounded sad or the like, I will be punished as well, and I have also learned that all the answers to master must be positive)

Somewhat, my reply sort of deceived me that I am going to enjoy it, probably due to the forced emotions which psychologically made me think positive of it.. But I know, this is not true..

Master shuffled the card, fan in front of me and said: Take your 3 cards!

I replied: Yes master, Cassandra take 3 cards...

And I slowly, with both hands stretched and took 3 random cards. I opened it and saw the results: 1 Queen, 6 of spades and 5 of hearts..

Master looked at it and remarked: Not bad.. you earned 30 strokes.. Put the card back..

Thats not good news, 30 strokes, I seems to have not recovered from the last caning. Still feeling the sore and burning sensation... Immediately, the phobia of 30 more strokes griped me.. But nothing I could do... just submitting to potential fate and replied:

Yes master... Cassandra thank master for the 30 strokes.. (That feels stupid... who in sound mind would say such things... but again, I have to accept my position as master's slave girl)

Master reshuffled the cards again and allowed me to take 3 cards again.

This time, a Jack, Queen and 4 (16 more strokes, phew)

This means the game still not ending, and only 2 rounds and I earned 46 strokes already! If this goes on, the cane will surely tear my butt!

Subsequent rounds as follows:
Round 3: 4, 7, 2 (Round strokes: 13, Accumulation: 59!)

Round 4: K, K, 8 (Round strokes: 64, Accumulation: 123!)

Round 5: A, 5, 2 (Oh no! Automatic 50, Accumulation: 173!)

Round 6: K, 7, 8 (Round strokes: 56, Accumulation: 229!)

Somehow.. could feel a huge sense of panic.. feeling like it will suddenly explode within me.. Thought of so many potential strokes can be quite overwhelming!

Round 7: 4, 2, 4 ((Round strokes: 10, Accumulation: 239)

Slight relieve felt.. Really like praying for the double Aces.

Round 8: Shocked when cards opened: Aces, Jack and K.. Where is the double Aces

Master remarked: Wow! This is really mega! Aces and pictures only! Special case.. 150 stokes! Total strokes 389!

Somewhat, the spur of that moment, I couldn't control myself anymore... Tears suddenly erupted and and suddenly let out a desperation plead.. Still in kneeling position....

I desperately pleaded in tears, grabbing on his hand: Please master......... please don't cane me.... please... pleaseeee..... please..... (Words just flowed out)

Master instinctively brushed my hands off... and replied: Watch your words... BAD MANNERS!

Somewhat, his words was not registering.. words just flow: Please don't cane me... I plead you...

Master raised his voice: STOP IT!

I suddenly silence, but seconds later words flowed again: I stop... master, please have mercy... pleaseee... pleaseeee....

Master angrily: Losing all your manners! You are never allowed to use I word! Add on PUNISHMENT!!

I reacted: Sorry. sorry ... sorry master.... Cassandra is really sorry... sorry soorryyy.. .. Master... Please give Cassandra mer......

Master cut in: Silence! Go to your caning position now!

I replied: Cassandra will go, but pleassssssseeeeee master, please don't cane so much..

Master warned: ANOTHER WORD.... GO!

Fear stopped me from continuing... I quickly stood up, and walked to the already designated chair meant for canning.. bend over in position and waited for my painful fate.

Master, as usual, secured my hands and legs to the chairs with cable ties.. This time he used more cable tie per limps and secured it tighter... Then he just pulled down the back of the panties slightly just to expose the butt region...

Master remarked: This time, no gagging... and if you scream.. I reset to ZERO! and each stroke! Count!

SNAP! The first stroke touched my butt almost immediately after he spoke............... Ouch!

Master: Where is the count!

SNAP! ... Ouch!

I sounded: One...

Master: One what! Forget to address me issit?

SNAP!...........

I sounded: One Master!

SNAP!....

' 2 Master'

It continues..... until.... 23 Master....

SNAP! .......

Instinctive reacted: Ouch!

Master: Restart!

I reacted without thinking again: Please master.... I am sorry... I am sorrrryryy... Please... I will do anything... for you.... I am..

Master interrupted: What I again!

SNAP!

I pleaded: Master... Cassandra is sorry... please give Cassandra. (Halfway... SNAP!!! ... OUCH!!) chance to pay back other....... (SNAP!! )

Master: Count still ZERO....

SNAP!!! Could really feel the super burning sensation now...

I replied: One Master! Please Master... Cassandra let you penetrate the hole!

SNAP!!!

Master spoke: I already have the intention to do that... you are my property, I don't need you to let me....

Somewhat, more fear hearing that..

SNAP!

I sounded tearfully: 2 master! ... Cassandra beg... other punishment..

Master: Reset! Focus on counting only! No more other words!

SNAP!

I sounded, chokingly: 1 master!

SNAP!

Chokingly: 2 master....

and continues.... by 30 counts... the pain was really unbearable... was tearing... feeling extremely shitty! and extremely painful and helpless!

40 counts... suddenly the stroke stopped...

Master: Red and swollen enough.. with some cuts... good! Since you plead just now... Fine.. .

Master moved to my front, already not wearing anything below, pushed his penis into my mouth.

Master: suck it until it harden... Faster!

I panickingly did as I was told until could feel his penis suddenly harden.. He pulled it out of my mouth... walked to my back, in one motion, pulled out the tampons in my ass..

A pop sound created..

Then! felt a sudden huge JAB into my asshole! Master just anal me! It felt like a big rock in! Somewhat felt a choking effect on me... Ouch!

Then within moments... he did the thrusting movement at my asshole... Felt the jerk! and each jerk, felt the choke and like blood gushed up my brain feeling...

Jerk.... jerk..... on for few minutes until master ejaculated...............

Felt some liquid flowed within me... and his penis vibrated pressing within my ass hole...

At that point... I felt extremely depressed... As if the world ended kind of feeling... like a a bad dream.. So helpless... So degraded... just a mixture of negative emotions...  

Master commanded: Thank me now!

Master commanded again: Thank me now! You slut!

I forced it out tearing: Thank you Masssterr....

Master: Sound HAPPY! and For WHAT!!

I forced happy: Thank you Master... For your discharge in Cassandra ass...

Master: Ass what ass! Useless hole!

I forced happy again : Thank you Master... For your discharge in Cassandra useless hole ..

Words definitely could not describe such terrible feeling when saying that...

Master: Good!

He remained in that way for awhile before finally pulling his penis out.. Another POP sound..

Just when I thought it was over, he appeared in front with his penis forcing towards my mouth.. This time stained with brownish stains (likely from my anal wall) and some milky residue near its tip.. Seeing it before licking is really GROSSED...

But even before it could registered, the penis was already forced into my mouth! YUCK!!! YUCK!!! YUCK!!! It tasted extremely out of the WORLD! TASTED like mixture of all the worst tasted combined..

Master ORDERED: CLEAN IT FAST!!

His order, with the fierce voice, got me immediately into action... I used the tongue to keep licking it and round it until it is visually clean.. Somewhat, not being able to think of the grossness, because of the instinct of following his COMMANDING ORDERS.. .

It took few minutes before it was completely cleaned...

Master finally pulled out his penis from my mouth... Walked and apply the necessary solutions (vinegar and oilment) on my butt. It stinged really pain when the vinegar was applied!

As usual, master allowed the butt to air and walked away to wash himself.. While I was still in the bended position well secured and bounded waiting for him to release.

Could hear the sound of water in the toilet.. What a privilege that as master's slave I would no longer have assess to- toilet facilities...

Master walked out after about 10 minutes...

Pushed a new tampons into the asshole..Sudden painful jerk again!....  He pulled back up the panties... and real up until the wedgie feeling was felt....

Then he remarked: You still have many more strokes to pay back! Some will be in installment and interest.. some i will convert to more SEVERE PUNISHMENT....

Then he finally released me...

I am definitely not looking forward to what lies ahead...

To be continued...

Part 2-?: Day 2 Master's Game with 'gal'

Note: Decided to fast forward to Day 2, parts in between will be filled in over time.. By now, master has punished me quite severely in few forms, even to the extend that I was punished to sleep on the floor kneeling, which resulted in long-sleepless night.. Managed to sleep a little though.. By now, I have also been through substantial TAMING process, as well as beginning to behave more of a GENTLE SUBMISSIVE SCHOOL GIRL..

Throughout, been forced feed lots of water and 100 plus to keep me hydrated. And all my 'waste'are only allowed at his timing and into the pail. In terms of hygiene, have not bathed since the start, the most was made to rinse white vinegar to clean mouth, not so much for me, but its to clean it to ensure master is serviced with cleanliness..

So, master decided to play a game..

In full school uniform and in high selloto heels (other words in formal school attire), chained by the neck to some overhanging support, just nice such that i could only stand still and cannot bend knee. If in the event I bend, the chain on the neck will create pressure on the neck.. so I was physically forced to stand up even if the heels is uncomfortable.. 

The double cable tied 'braclets' on each hands were again double cable tied together so both hands were bounded together by the wrist in the way my own strength cannot break the ties... the bounded hands, in turn were tied to the chain on the neck in front of me so will look like i placing hands near my face.. 

Then my tongues are forced to stick out, 2 wooden chopsticks were placed like a horse bridle with rubber bands keeping both chopsticks in place.. Both chopstick clamped on the tongue causing discomfort, at the same time it caused me to drool. It also worked as a gag..  (I felt like a horse, imagining if attach to strings, it could be used to instruct to turn my head left right. )

Next, i was blindfolded by the 'goggle blindfold'..The feeling of that blindfold once it was put on was terrible, immediate pitch DARK again! Despite being already placed on me few times, the initial put on really created an instant fear and terrible feeling.. This will never get used to it..  

Next, ear plugs also squeezed into ears so i could barely hear.

At this point, Master instructed: This is a game for you, Cassy.. I call this ESTIMATE TIMING GAME.. You are not supposed to move and make noise until the time I stipulate. At exactly the time, which you have to estimate, you sound off by making noise.. That means addressing me your Master.. .... If you estimate correctly, the game is over, and I let you rest, if you are too early, or late, I will increase the EXISTING TREATMENT I HAVE ON YOU... on top of there, give you more punishments or punishment points or both, my liking.. It will be determined how much you deviate from it...  Clear!?? 

Cassandra (slurring because of the 'bridle'): Yessss Muster.. Cassaadraaaa it clearrrr....

Master: Good.. Now start 3 minutes... 

Immediately, I consciously count in my mind: 1 second, 2 second... 3 second............... (continues).. 1 minute 10 seconds......... (Silence at background) 2 minutes 59 seconds.... 

Cassandra sounded off: Musterrr... 

Master: 3 minutes 50 seconds! You lost! and so far out! Upgrade (with a little singing in the tone)

Master simply lifted up the skirt, pulled down the panty, made me open my legs slightly (cannot open too big because the neck is chained) then he simply forced pull the existing tampons off my anus... Sudden jerk pain and then immediately a relief feeling there.. Sudden empty kind of feeling... (From my count, tampon has been like the 6th or 7th change since I was first inserted with the tampons, master regularly changed it after few hours or if he needed to do anything with the anal hole) 

Next, he inserted a carved ginger shaped like dildo into the anus. THATS FIGGING!.. Immediately, the ginger created an uncomfortable heat sensation. By successive seconds, the heat seems hotter! Oh no if this game continues, my sense of estimation will be harder because of this uncomfort!  

Master: Starting now... 5 mins! 

I tried to count in my mind like before... But somehow, because of the heat, I seems to lost count after like 20 seconds.... I decided to just merely estimate this time... After what felt like 5 minutes, 

Cassandra sounded off: Musterrr... 

Master (loudly with shocking effect): 2 minutes 13 seconds only! More upgrade!.. plus punishment points- 10 points awarded to my girl! 

Because i was in upright positions, master could easily pull up the pinafore and the blouse, and pull up till it covers over my face., then the bra is pulled up.. there, the master began play with the nipples, tickling it... Felt a little high.. also sore feeling (sore from the previous clamps) .. Next, I could hear master clipping binder clips in the air... Instant phobia filled me! The thought of the clip on the nipple is surely scary by now.. The thought of the sharp sore pain! 

He continued to tickle both nipples and periodically stopped to create the sound of the clip in the air.. and contine tickling... Thought of not knowing when the clips will be applied made the experience really unpleasant.. It seems worst then the physical clip when applied on the nipple... 

Despite the instinctive urge of jerking my body up-down during the tickling due to natural erotic high, I managed to controlled myself still.. Probably due to the training from master to keep still (and lots of punishments along with it)... 

By now, both the nipples were well eracted... master still continues the tickle and stop and clip in air and tickle again.. When was he going to clip?????? 

This goes on for minutes... (my estimation).. Until... 

Suddenly CLAMP on both nipples together!! SUDDEN SHARP PAIN!! 

I SCREAMED!!! 

Master: SCREAM!! 40 points into your punishment bucket! 

Hearing that, immediately I silenced! Good training I guessed.. out of fear... But too late.. Pointed awarded.. 

This time, Master used the smallest binder clip in the selection.. Which really created a sharp pain at the tip of the nipples! As usual, Master promptly removed the both the handles of the binder clips..

Then, he pulled back the bra in position and the uniforms pulled back in place.. like before the pain keeps increasing that I struggled and squeezed my legs tight! 

With that action, SUDDEN INCREASED BURNING SENSATION IN THE ANUS! Ouch! Unsqueeze legs... SHARP NIPPLE PAIN WITH nowhere to channel out!! Squeezed legs again! BURN! Unsqueezed, Nipple pain! This keeps repeating.. (Guessed master was enjoying watching) 

Master finally spoke (seems like after few minutes): Give me 3 minutes... 

This time, I did not even bothered to count.... Just focusing on enduring... and roughly somehow.. 

Cassandra sounded: Musterrr... 

Master: 1 minutes ONLY!!! WORST!!! getting bad to WORST!! and moving so much! ... OK!!.. Punishement time!!.. 

Again felt him pulling down the panties again... is he going to cane me?? Already feeling the pain... before the cane... 

Not that this time... Felt his hand pulling the already tucked penis further back... Felt the stretch on the penis.. Then felt him placing a rubber band onto the tip! Immediately in my mind- RUBBER BAND PENIS, SNAPPING PAIN!.. Yes! He twisted the rubber band feel times until I count feel its tightness on the tip..  

Snapping rubber band coming I thought... 

Not yet.. Master placed another rubber band away from the tip and twisted it until it was tight.. Now 2 rubber bands... 

Could feel him pulling the rubber band, snapping coming, I thought, bracing for it! Not again... he placed a chopstick across the 2 rubber bands.. and did the same at the opposite side of the penis.. Then he placed 2 more chopsticks.. 

Ouch!! the sheer pressure from the 4 sticks pressing on the penis was really pain!!! 

Then master pull the chopsticks up and squeezed it in between my butts! Penis now felt VERY STRETCHED, PAIN and TIGHT!! 

Then he pulled back the panties.. and said: OK! See you so pathetic, 1 minute 10 seconds! 

By now, my mind was not even registering... I just simply enduring pains from everywhere... not even thinking of anything except enduring... 

Endure.......... endure....... endure......... 

Until master remarked: You are way past your time girl..... 5 mins already still no sound.. and more so much! 

SNAP! Felt the cane hitting the breast region... Ouch! Nipple pain intensify! (The pain was not so much from the cane, but the clamp being shaken causing the pain) 

Master: So you not interested to play anymore issit? 

SMAP! Hand slapped onto the right breast area! Ouch! 

Master: Who says you can stop playing? 

SMAP! Left area this time... OUCH!! 

Could feel tears roll out of my eyes.. creating a small pool of water within the cavity of the goggle blindfold.. 

I remained silent... 

Master again pulled down the panties and made to move legs up for the master to remove the panties 

(by now, the panties has been badly soiled by 

saliva from previous mouth gagging,

Sweat accumulated from groin region

Residue of some of leaked cum

Slight urine remains from some accidental leak).. 

Once again panties was forced into my mouth, already familiar unpleasant taste... (as usual the mouth also double as a washing machine to clean the panty a little with saliva). 

Then the back of the skirt is uplifted and clip on to the top of pinafore to ensure the butt is well exposed.. 

Master spoke: Well girl! How many you want this time? 

I remained silent, partially because I learned to keep silent by now.. also I was well gagged.. 

Master continued: Silent again?? means my liking.... 

SNAP!! Stroked on! SNAP!! SNAP!!!............................ SNAP!!! Continued like non-stop for awhile... 

Me just well bounded enduring the PAIN!! 

After awhile... the canning finally stopped.. 

Master, as usual, applied little vinegar over the butt.. STINGING!!  Then followed by ointment, Zam buk.. (This was done so that the butt remained cane-able..by minimizing the injury) 

Master spoke: More points for my service to you... Cane and apply ointment!! Let go of the panties! 

I gently opened my mouth bigger.. unable to push it out with my tongue because of the 'bridle'.. 

Master promptly pull it out and as usual: More points for helping you... 

I replied: yet... Muster... 

Master proceed to put back on the panties... pulled it real up.... Then could hear him walked again.. 

What? Again? Walk away and remain me in this state? 

 Immediately, thought came to me, tempted to remove chopstick since my hand was placed so near the face.. although bounded, still could freely move around the facial region.. 

But I did not do it.. well trained... 

Still enduring the PAINSSS.... another other thought was how long??

Will master remove parts of it in his mercy progressive, or eventually free me... or waiting me to beg to be released, for him to give again his super unreasonable conditions which is equivalent to this existing treatment? Which most likely I will accept simply just so for temporary reprieve from the existing pain (which to pay more later)

Seems like I have never really paid back the punishment points, only seems to pay back little to gain much more points...  

Or master simply wants to continue to play with this 'toy on display'... ??

To be continued..