I am to receive 52 strikes with a cane from my Mistress. I had been disrespectful and had not sent her affirmation of my devotion every five minutes earlier as she instructed. I had been in a meeting and could not do this task and so my punishment compounded. She doesn’t think i will be able to tolerate this in one session. If i don’t i am afraid i will lose my newly acquired and most prestigious status as ” human toilet” . It is my life’s ambition to consume every drop of pee my Mistress ever has. I would be crushed to find another slave drinking her gift or cleaning up after her. She has placed the responsibility of learning a way in which I can take more pain and show her my devotion to accomplish reception of my beating in one session. So now i kneel at my computer to introspectively explore how to assure that I am her favorite toilet :). When I show up to Mistress’ Queendom I will do so in purple panties and heels and light jacket. My cock will be trapped in my new undersized cage of which the key hangs regally from her neck. I will have the largest butt plug inserted deeply in my asshole for her amusement. This day on the base of the plug i will tie a few helium balloons to float above my head. My steel nipple clamps fastened tightly and a pair of her panties in my mouth like a good boy! The humiliation should allow me to achieve a higher tolerance to take her generous pain this day. It will be cold and she will most likely keep me outside on my hands and knees on her front porch to freeze and suffer as a display of her dominance to all who pass by. My balloons floating over my head blowing around to catch attention as if there will be a party here today. I perch my ass high in case she looks out of her window i want to impress her with my subservience and pathetic appearance.
The thought of what will happen after my beating is what will allow me to transcend the pain i am about to receive.
I have arranged limo transportation for after my beating to take Mistress shopping and for a pedicure. I will be dressed in impossibly high heels and size three daisy duke shorts to show off the welts coming from my ass down my legs. On a leash and behind my Goddess I will carry as many bags as she has purchases and stand outside of each store obediently until she exists and hands me more bags to carry boldly showing off my credit card in her hands and giggling. My welted legs will continue to suffer as she will have a bottle of lemon juice in her purse that she makes me liberally apply over and over. I will be required to beg to apply the lemon juice to my beaten whip striped legs and ass every half hour or suffer additional beatings later. I do so with passion because my suffering seems to delight her. Then i will feel her tug on my leash and clip clop behind her with bags and bags in both hands. It is such a privilege to show off my punishment marks and accompany my Goddess while she makes her purchases. The thought of my parade of humiliation will be the thought that will allow me to take each strike from her cane. Maybe she will decide to have a few drinks in a bar so soon afterwords my burning thirst will be quenched with her delightful Mistress urine..
Please keep me Mistress! Please beat me and allow me to learn to serve you. Ill be so much more obedient now. Im ready for my correction. Thank you for allowing me to learn.