The silence is deafening

The night before, wasnt good, well some of it wasnt, i wasnt good and Master said to me "you are going to suffer terribly tomorrow"

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I was waiting patiently as he was talking to this woman we know, she is a professional domme and has her own male sub, there a nice couple, i was getting a bit impatient waiting for her to leave so i could have his attention....why cant she take the hint and leave.

"take your clothes off" he suddenly directed at me...ummm excuse me! he surely didnt intend for me to strip off in front of her and i was so sure he didnt mean that, and so i didnt, i carried on standing there, waiting for them to finish talking.

"why are you still dressed?" ok so he isnt sounding too pleased now, annoyed that i didnt obey the first time..yeah well im annoyed that he is standing there talking to her and i dont want to take my clothes off in front of her..im really not comfortable with this at all....and i try to potray this message to him using my eyes....surely he can see that im finding this really distressing.

Oh but as i look at him i know he is fully aware of how im feeling and he is enjoying it, "now" he barks, and slowly i strip, feeling completly humiliated (in a way i dont like) and yeah a bit scared because im not sure of his intentions, he has been so evasive of his plans this weekend.

"come here" i move to stand next to him, and he carries on conversing with her, and she is casting glances at me as i stand there naked, and im pleading in my head that he isnt going to let her get her hands on me, thankfully they finish talking and she leaves "have fun" she says smiling...im struggling to keep my emotions in check!...bastard thats all im thinking....what was the purpose of him doing that....im really suspicious of it, but he never gives anything away.

"get on the cross" with my back to the cross he cuffs my arms behind my back behind the cross, my ankles to the base, and inserts a ring gag into my mouth...i hate this gag.  I watch as he selects some clover clamps, the bullwhip and a riding crop, using rope he binds my tits individualy so tight im whimpering and then secures the ends of the rope up near my head on the cross and it pulls on my tits, stretching them....his hand seeks between my legs and he grins as he feels my wetness...let the fun begin.