With great delight I was informed that as I was now ?THE BITCH? I could only talk like a dog, any thing else and she would beat me. Did I understand... She must have known I would say yes, for as the word came out of my mouth the crop landed on my back. With as much force as possible and believe me she is very strong. She gave out the 25 strokes and I passed out in pain.A bucket of cold water revived me and I was told to get on my knees and elbows, this would be my standing position from now. Inside the home, the system would enforce that one of the sissy thongs was being worn at all times. Dave read on and saw that the same "punishment session" add-on applied to the outfit compliance. If Dave was caught "out of uniform" by his collar and anklets, then the specified number of penalty days would be added to his sentence. This could be programmed to be the same or different than the bondage non-compliance penalty. Dave knew it was time to place his order. But then he noticed there was. .. the blood was running down the strings.“Come with me,” I said.“Bobby, Tommy? Go home. You’ve been here all night.”I walked Sally over to the house and into the bathroom.“I hope you need to pee,” I said. “I found this treatment from a scene from a movie, Cool Hand Luke. Hard labor prisoners on road gangs do it to toughen up the hands and heal blisters from swinging grass whips. I was skeptical but it works. Pee on your hands ... both of them.”She screeched and sobbed and cried, but she did. Her pussy convulsed, squirting a stream of hotcome over her thrusting partner.The fucking went on for over two hours. Each time one of the men felt anorgasm approaching he quickly pulled out and just as quickly was replaced by the alternate stranger. Neither man was allowed the pleasureof release. Only the well fucked young woman was allowed to experience astring of innumerable orgasms. But as the marathon session wore on, the Dom sensed the weakening stamina of the men."Stop! Now!"The Master.