Master wanted to try an interrogation scene with me. That shit fucks me up in the mind. I KNEW he was just doing a play-acting thing. But he was really hard on me, and I'm a sensitive fucking prairie flower, er, prairie poop. He was hitting me HARD and pressing me to divulge secrets, aw heck, pretty soon I was making stuff up right and left. By making up stuff, I mean telling things that he already knew that I thought might be somewhat like secrets, or at least were humiliating for me to say again. And then I said outrageous things like "I actually am a Russian spy". Each fake secret was met by harder blows on my posterior from the riding crop until he decided I had nothing left. I was crying and racking my brain for any possible secrets. But I had nothing. I don't keep things from him. At the same time as I knew it was a game, in the moment it didn't FEEL like a game.
It. Was. So. Fucking. Hot.
Heh.
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I really hope my Master doesn't decide to try this! Like you, I have no secrets and I suck a making stuff up. He always knows when I am not telling the truth.
ReplyDeleteIt does sound hot though!
oh wow! this sounds like so much fun! in a scary way, sure, but then I do find that fun :D
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