Master has said it has to write a blog about its visit last week to see MasterSirBoss and has promised it a severe punishment if it is not good enough.
it arrived on the dot of 9 am as required and knocked on Sir's door. This time it was allowed to wear shorts and tee shirt because children were going to school but no socks or shoes. Barefoot it was painful walking on Sir's stony drive. After a few minutes Sir opened the door and it was allowed to enter. MasterSirBoss was there with his friend Master Az. MSB wore just jeans and trainers with white Hugo Boss boxers but no shirt. He looked magnificent!. Master Az wore trackies and rigger boots.
MSb ordered it to strip and once again it stood completely naked in front of its Masters, hands on head and wearing only its steel cocklock which Master had told it to wear. Both Masters ridiculed and laughed at their 'pathetic cuntboi' and its little 'maggot dick' in its tiny steel cage. They made it turn round and bend over and each master gave it a hard stroke of the cane on its bare arse, really hard with no warmup or warning to let it know what it could expect from the session. fuck that hurt! Then it paid its stribute to the two Masters on its knees, head bowed
Then they put it to work scrubbing that kitchen floor, again naked and on its hands and knees, but this time using only a toothbrush and a cup of hot water... hard boring and painful work, as if it showed any sign of slacking it got a crack from the cane or crop on its upturned arse. The masters loved it.
Once the floor was clean to my masters satisfaction it was tied with its hands above its head to the banisters and was gobbed on by both masters all over its face and naked body while the Masters ridiculed it and laughed at it. Then it was turned around and caned hard by both Masters. After each stroke it had to count and say thank you to the Master. The strokes got harder and harder but if it forgot to count or miscounted or forgot to say thank you the Master started again from one. It lost count of the strokes it took and begged MasterSirBoss to stop but he showed no mercy.. it knew Sir wouldn't!
With just a few seconds to recover it was unlocked and Master said we were going out. He wanted to humiliate it outside and get some pictuires. It was told to put its kit on and both Masters put on jackets as it was fairly cold and starting to rain. It quickly put on its tee shirt and shorts but Sir said it did not need a teeshirt so it had to take it off and put it in its backpack. wearing only shorts and barefoot it got into the car and drove the two masters through the town to a country lane where it was ordered to park up.
Sir was not at all happy with the shorts it was wearing... cargo shorts which reached to its knees.. (the slave thought it could get away with it).. but MSB said the shorts gave too much cover and looked too warm so theslave was oredered to take them off and put on some skimpy football shorts. the slave then walked down the track behind the two Masters in the shorts and barefoot... the Masters laughed at the slave as it picked its way over the gravel trying to keep up with the Masters. then we turned onto a small footpath... casually MSB said 'ok cuntboi lose the shorts and put them into its backpack'.. the slaveboi could not believe that MSB was going to make it walk naked and barefoot but it knew it had to obey and did as ordered. It felt so exposed and nervous and vulnerable and really humiliated. Master Az picked up a branch and gave its bare arse a hard whipping to make it start moving and it ran painfully over the rough ground to keep up with the two Masters. Afer a quarter of a mile or so, we reached a stile with nails knocked into the steps to stop people slipping.. it was not designed for barefoot slaveboys with the nails digging into it bare feet as it got over the style. Great fun for the two Masters. Once over the stile it was ordered tobend over hands on head and was whipped on its naked arse while licking Master Az's filthy rigger boots. Sit took picytures of the cuntboi for the site.
Finally as it began to rain it was allowed to follow the Masters back to the car.. naked for most of the way.. shorts for the very last bit near the farm buildings. It dreaded meeting anybody having no idea what the masters would say but knowing it would be maximum humiliation. It drove them back to Masters house and it was released still just in shorts. All the way home it felt the heat on its arse and when it looked in the mirror could see the bruises and stripes of the caning on its arse.
Another great meeting with MasterSirBoss. He is a brilliant Master and pushes the limits of this cuntboi every time. Thank you Sir and thank you master Az
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