"Ok, doctor! I've learned my lesson, please don't spank me anymore!"The doctor didn't respond, he but he slipped his hand under my skirt. His hand fel... nice and warm over my panties. "Now, it's time for your panties to come down, young lady!" "No!! Please doctor!" I tried to writhe again, but this time the doctor slapped my butt much harder and I stopped in shock. My bottom started to sting and I felt his hand again, lifting up my skirt. I moved my pelvis around, trying to avoid his fingers in. Particular lines stuck out at her, such as Master Steven reserves the right to punish his slave in any way he deems necessary, with the following exceptions: WaterSport, Scatology, Lactation, Bestiality, and Fisting. She saw that she was expected to obey any and all commands. She was forbidden from making sexual contact with any other man or woman, and he had the right to "mark her as his own." Overall, the contract turned her on more than it scared her. She also saw that he had made some. "She leaned in again, and I tenderly caressed her breasts, pulling my mouth up to first one nipple and then the other. Her skin tasted sweet and felt soft and supple, and her gentle moans as my tongue played around her nipples drove me mad. Then, slowly, she pulled away and turned around. She backed up to me and rubbed her ass against my naked lap, then pulled her skirt up again. This time, instead of teasing me with a hint of a peek, she pulled her skirt up around her waist, exposing two. The whole thing was completely abhorrent to her. Sick-makingly revolting. But how could she escape this vile fate? She knew, of course, deep down, that there was no way. Her lips quivered uncontrollably. Several large tears ran down her soft cheeks. She watched as Cera walked across the room again, returning with a large, pale pink dildo which had a big mauve knob. At the other end, a large pair of balls was attached. “I am going to begin your training with this,” said Cera. “it will help to.