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I Am Pet
Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Milik_the_Red, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
back. When he cuts though the top, his fingers brush my leather collar, the symbol of his ownership of me. "I see you haven't removed it. Tell, me, Pet. Were you wearing my collar while these men fucked you?" I shiver at the memory and a feeling of shame heats my cheeks. "Yes, Master. I was wearing your collar. I never remove it from my neck. You placed it there and only you may remove it." Master nudges my shirt apart, baring my naked back without touching my skin at all. "It's good that you remember that." I find myself wanting to lean back, craving the touch of his hand, but I sense I won't be allowed this until the residue of another man has been purged. When He moves away again, I feel bereft and alone, and I long to have him hold me. That's when I hear the hiss of the flog cutting through the air. "Ahh, fuck!!" I scream as I feel its many tendrils fly across my back. My body jerks as the stinging pain surges through me. The sudden burn is greater than I expect and my legs fail, leaving me hanging by my wrists. I dangle there for a long moment, but then the warmth on my back melts into me, merging with a darker, more feral need. I'm suddenly burning with arousal, and I stand, offering my back to Him with a hunger I cannot control. I hear the flog cut the air again and I brace myself for its bite. To my shock, it doesn't come. Instead, Master caresses my reddening skin with his hand. Oh, God, his touch is like a balm and I whimper in gratitude for his caress. "Tell me, ...