high flying airhostess part 2

[masterblaster1405]

 I was pulled to my feet and taken through a door, but not the one I had entered from.

I found myself in a long corridor full of doors. The guard that had me open one and shoved me inside, where I remained, all alone.

The room was square and tiny, probably only about eight-by-eight feet. The floor was stone and cold, with the walls being much the same. There was nothing to do, except for think about the mysteries of the future. I was no longer in control of my own life; I was going to spend the rest of my days making someone else happy, with my own happiness completely irrelevant. It made me sad to think of it, but I had to accept it. I had seen slaves get punished, and I certainly never wanted to get punished.

I wasn’t waiting for very long, probably only about forty minutes. It felt like a lifetime, so regardless of the situation . A man walked in with a bag .

“Hello, I am here to inform you that the paper work is now complete and you are now officially a slave. Congratulations .

then she tied me up with my hands tied to the ceiling , a position id grow to familiar with .

then he started whipping me , 

after some time he wrote my pain score down on a book and then he untied me and fucked me from the back

this was followed by a fuck from the side

and a missionary 

he then gave me points on how much dick i could take and how tight i was