1. Blackmailed


    Date: 9/3/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 66, Source: xHamster

    slap. I obediently followed her demands. I really hated the fact that she was going to drive my Jag but I was in no shape to complain right now. I handed her the keys. “Give me your wallet too.” I reached into my pocket and handed her my wallet with no hesitation this time and followed her out the door to the car. As I got into the passenger’s side of the car I was fighting back tears. I hadn’t cried since I was a k**, I wasn’t about to let this teenager see me cry. Bridget started the car and took off. I had no idea where we were going. She must have sensed curiosity. “First we’re going to my place. I packed most of my things yesterday but there is still a few things to pack, you can do that.” She turned and saw the surprise in my face. “Yeah, I’m moving in tonight. It wouldn’t be a lot of fun for me to own a slave if I didn’t control him 24 hrs. a day. I already told my mom I was out. She tired to act like she was sorry but I know, inwardly, she was relieved. My dad left us years ago when I was just a little girl. Mom’s been blaming me for it ever since. She likes to go out, get d***k, and bring home a different guy every night. Now she can bring home as many guys as she wants and not feel guilty that her “little girl” is in the next room.” I was just starting to feel sorry for her when we pulled up in front of a small shack. “OK slave, we’re here.” I followed her inside. She ordered me to finish packing her things and load the suitcases in the trunk and we were back on ...
    the road. We drove a few miles and pulled into a pet shop. I wondered what we were doing here, did she have a pet? As instructed I walked in behind her. There was a little cute behind the counter. The rest of the store was pretty busy with people, some with pets, milled around. “We need to find you a new bed,” she said walking over to some dog cages. “You don’t expect me to sl**p....,” SMACK! Once again she slapped me in the face, not as hard as she did before but still, very hard. I was mortified, we were in public. “You know better than to speak without permission,” she said. Her voice was loud enough for everyone in the store to hear. People turned to look, some of them were totally shocked, some chuckled and laughed. “I was going to buy you the large one so you had some room but you don’t deserve that so I’m buying you the smaller one. Tonight, when you’re sl**ping in your cage and have no room to move around you’ll have only yourself to blame. Now, take that one in the box and wait for me at the counter, I’m going to get you some dog bowls and a leash.” Now everyone was looking and laughing. I was beet red and never so ashamed in my life. This was getting way out of hand but I had no idea how to get out of it. I picked up the box containing the medium sized dog cage and walked it up to front counter. Even the cute check out girl must have heard Bridget, she was grinning as well. In a couple minutes my young mistress walked up with a pair of plastic dog bowls and a leather ...
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