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Bondage - the cruel capture of Christian

 

footmanboy Fri Jun 25 06:04:17 2004
   I am a male slave that is highly interested in the beauty
of cruel female dominant women that enjoy being brutally punishing to their
horses. For years I have fantasized about being a workhorse for a ravishing
female plantation owner that has the cruelest and deviant intentions for
extracting a great deal of work from me "her Horse" by using her well oiled
and supple lash to urge and coax me to the point of near exhaustion -
forcing me to work for her in the harshest of ways.

I can see myself in the hot sun toiling as I am made to plow 40 acres in a certain time frame.
As I get to the halfway point she decides that I may finish on time and to prevent this
from occurring She adds a great deal of weight to the plow to slow me down
substantially. Of course She isn't satisfied with the slower speed and now
flails away at my sweating back and ass to get me up to speed again, laughing
all the while as she drives me with her whip.

The punishment I will face if I do not complete the task will be much more severe
than the plowing so mentally
I am in a double bind as I grow weary and thirst for water...I get none.
There is no possible escape from the clutches of this beautiful raven that has
nothing but the worse in store for me daily. As predicted I don't finish
completely only a few yards to go but it of no matter to her as it wasn't done
as she demanded. I beg to no avail for mercy, rest and water. Again she laughs
and carefully chooses another whip.
I am lead to a whipping frame and tethered
to it by my head and my arms are spread far apart and tied with wet leather
thongs. Straps are placed on each of my legs and tied to stakes in the ground
again far apart. I watch as She takes a single tail whip and dips it in an oil
solution to make it heavier. She adds a few small knots to the very tip of it
telling me to expect sensations that I had never experienced before. The whip
cracks in the air and finally she glares at me with Her evil eyes and says
"your turn" ... "tomorrow perhaps you'll finish as I expect.
"Then it is lash
after lash over my entire torso the whip landing as hard as possible and the
oil making it far worse. Scream after scream sways her none and the only goal
is to make me faint from the earlier efforts and loss of strength I experienced
and for the sheer pleasure of taking down a beast of burden to his knees for
only the pleasure it gives her watch me suffer.

I am in a position of
hopelessness and at her whim. Perhaps she will want to get in a session of
barrel racing after the whipping before I am given a bucket of water.

Mercy ...please Ma'am?
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None Given-slave. Suffer for me boy!!!