VIPs in bondage – Two
Whitney came before Beyonce and Mariah and at once picked up Beyonce’s leash and jerked it as hard as possible. Pulling at Beyonce’s neck painfully.
“Listen carefully slut” Whitney hissed at Beyonce,” For the punishment for failing to listen will be severe. When you are in the presence of your Mistress you will never meet her eyes as you have just done. Understand?”
Beyonce nodded her head feebly and whispered a “Yes Mistress” which failed to change Whitney’s hard glance at her serf. Seemingly producing a thin bamboo cane from inside her outfit, she slapped it hard against her own palm and stood before Mariah.
“Your slave has not impressed me so far. Do you think she would respond better if I gave her a taste of my cane?”
Mariah spoke in a soft, young voice saying that would be in order.
“I disagree slut” barked Whitney at Mariah,” You are responsible for her so I feel you should take her punishment, go and assume the position on the whipping cross.”
Mariah slowly rose to her feet and walked to the side of the room and stood, leaning slightly forward, her arms spread to the side and her shapely bottom beautifully presented to her watchers.
