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I love my Mistress

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Willy screamed in agony as she kicked his balls and looked at her with his puppy dog eyes. "I'm really sorry, Mistress. I don't mean to be such a colossal slut. I just, OUCH, Am!!" He cried, tears beginning to fall down his cheeks.
 
"Crying now, slave? Really? Juvenile like tears?" she asked and slapped his face, whipping the paddle at each of his tear stained cheeks. "Little bitch... Such a fucking whore.. I'll beat you so bad.." she said and paddled his face hard.
 
He couldn't help but cry at the way she hit him across the face but tried desperately to stop. "I'm sorry, Mistress. Please forgive me! I'm nothing but a filthy whore, barely worthy of licking the ground you walk on. You're my goddess and I am your humble slave." He called out, taking the slapping despite the pain.
 
"Oh, I can't forgive you yet!!" she yelled and paddled his ass again, trailing little kisses over the areas she hit. She spanked him with no mercy and soothed him like there was no other care in the world. She loved and punished him thoroughly, more so than any other slave she had ever owned.
 
Willy loved the way she simultaneously punished and loved him, making him feel like the luckiest slave in the world. "Oh, yes, please punish me, mistress!" He shouted, his cock throbbing underneath him.
 
She got up and flipped him over onto his back. SHe moved him so his legs were spread and he was vulnerable, especially his genital area. She slammed the paddle down as hard as she could on his cock.
 
"AAAAAHHH!!!" He cried, his cock bouncing with the force of the paddle. It was still rock hard, though very red as he writhed with pain. "I deserve this. I'm a whore and I'm not worth the dirt you walk on." Willy mumbled, biting his lower lip.
 
"My future husband.. My sweetheart... Yes...." she laughed maniacally and slapped his cock again. She kicked him again and laughed, scratching his stomach hard, leaving nice red lines along his skin.
 
Willy laid there and took it like a good slave would, remaining still and yelping only when the pain became unbearable. He smiled up at her, happy about the thought of being her husband despite the pain. "Y-yes, I'll always be yours."
 
"Good. We're getting married. Tomorrow. Tomorrow. We have a lot of work later on. And we have flights to book. We're going to Paris and I expect you to plan a romantic day in Paris as husband and wife." she said paddled his balls once again hard.
 
"AHH! YES!! I will plan the most romantic day of your life, I promise!" He called out, a few more tears forming in his eyes.
 
"You better, fucking bitch!!" she yelled and laughed maniacally, stroking his cock slowly. "Hurry up and cum,. We have shit to do." she said and squeezed his cock hard.
 
Willy couldn't believe how sexy Mistress' harsh tone was and nodded, cumming almost on command with a loud cry of pleasure, his cum flying up and hitting him in the eye, covering half his face in his own cum.
 
"Stay like that while I go try on some wedding dresses." she said and got her clothes all ready and picking out Willy's. She couldn't wait to hear his sweet compliments on her dresses.
 
Willy laid there, not even wiping away the cum from his face for fear of punishment. He couldn't wait to see his beloved mistress in her wedding dress.
 
She dressed Willy sensually, feeling at his arms and legs. She rubbed him while she dressed him in the clothes he'd be wearing out today. They were nice clothes, a button down shirt and jeans. Simple, but normal.
 
Willy smiled as she dressed him, grateful to have such a kind mistress. "Mistress? Will you be trying on the dress? I...I think you'll be very pretty." He said a little nervously.
 
She smiled at the statement, feeling flattered. "Yes. I will be. Now get up, dog. Youre friving. I can't be bothered." she said harshly and pulled him roughly up. But she felt bad and kisses him on the lips once before going into her bathroom and brushing her hair.
 
Willy choked a little as she lifted him up but smiled nonetheless, getting up and going to the car. He took the liberty of starting it for her and warming it up while he waited for her to come out, all the while imagining how incredible she would look.
 
SHe walked out a few minutes later and got ino the passenger side of the car. She felt the warmth of the car and patted him on the head. "Good boy." she praised him and buckled up. She wore a bright red halter top and jeans, accenting her cleavage nicely.
 
Willy beamed with pride at her praise and began to back out of the driveway. On his way out, however, he couldn't help but stare a little at her cleavage. He ripped his eyes away and to the road. "So, where are we going, Mistress?" he asked, not sure what street to go to..
 
"That street." she said and pointed out the streets which he should drive on. She gave him directions all the way to the shop and when she wasn't pointing, her hand was on his shoulder, rubbing it, encouraging him. Willy always was a better driver than she was.
 
Willy's heart was racing as they approached the store, feeling like it would burst with pride at how loving Mistress was today. He pulled up and looked over at her, smiling while his eyes gravitated to her cleavage then back up to her face. "Is this the place, Mistress?"
 
She laughed as she noticed his staring and pulled her top down a little bit to reveal even more. "Yes, this is the place. Don't get out yet, bane." she smirked at him. "You wanna touch?" she asked seductively and gestured to her tits.
 
Willy was suddenly unable to resist staring as his mistress pulled down her top. Most of what she said seemed a little fuzzy in the presence of her breasts but he did catch the last part, looking up into her eyes and then down again timidly. "Y-yes, mistress. I would like to very much...May I?" He asked, his hand already hovering in the air, ready to grope.
 
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