I cry.  The tears roll down my face uncontrollably. 

 “Show your face to the camera and show those who are jacking off to your humiliation just what a crybaby worthless pig shit you are.  Tell them why you are crying slut.  Look right at the camera and tell those jacking off just why you are whining and sobbing.

“Better yet, you fucking slut, lets give you something to cry about.  Lets freshen up those tit bruises while you’re so nicely tied up.  I don’t want to hurt my hand this time so i will ask our guests to lend me some assistance with your pain training.”

The others are already approaching.  My Dom takes my dangling breast in his hand and lifts it high until it is pushing against my shoulder.  He then takes a wide swinging slap and the breast left dangling in the path of the blow.  The pain sucks my breath away.

“Fwaaackkk” it comes again at my stinging breast.  “Fuck it hurts” is all that my mind can allow.  “Fwaackkk” the sound is heavier and more final. 

“Master Jacob will you be next?” my Dom asks casually stepping aside.

“As Master Jacob to beat the fuck out of your milkless utters, worthless cow”

“Yes Sir.  Dom Jacob excuse me sir will you please bruise the utters of this worthless, dry cow sir?”

“Alright little slut, I’ll help you out”  he chuckles as he walks around me thoughtfully then takes another coil of rope from the box.

He encircles my breast in a loop and pulls the knot tight and hard.  Five tight coils are biting into my flesh as he pulls and ties the final end back through the initial loop.  Be bounces my breast in his outstretched hand.  It hurts.  The rope pulls against my skin.  The muscles from my shoulders and chest strain to relax and avoid further tension and restrain.  I want to strain against the rope in defiance but the pain is too great.

Dom Jacob repeats the procedure with tighter results on my right breast.  “Fwwaaakkk  waaak  fwwaakk.”  Again and again he strikes hard on my breast.

I am crushed to a worthless pig.  My eyes burn with the sting of defeat.  I sob.  It hurts so deeply so completely. 

Mistress Kate laughs and mocks “Oh she is a worthless fucking little shit isn’t she.  Crying like little fucking baby.  Wah wah does it hurt too much you weak pathetic slug.  Look at the snot fucking running from its nose.  It barely speaks and yet it feels it must put on this display for our benefit, this waterworks parade.  Fucking disgusting little crybaby.  “Fuuuthwaaawhhhaaakkkk” her hand swings hard against my right breast.  My body sways on the ropes causing every bind to pinch and pull. 

“I am broken Mistress” I cry.

“No you worthless pig I don’t think you are” and picks up a crop and swacks it across my ass.

It feels so stingingly good.  She repeats the cracking of the crop on my ass until it is hot and burning.  My pussy is so wet, so tense.  I want to cum, hard and wet.  I want to cum.  I want to cry and i want to stop.  I want my Master to hold me.

“Please Mistress.  I am broken.”

“Good Slut”  I hear my Master’s voice.  Immediately the others stop and look to him.

When did he enter the room?  “Master you have come for me” I cry to myself silently.

 “You are able to use your safewords after all.  I am very proud of you.  You have done well my precious slut.”  Master lifts my face and looks into my tear filled eyes.

I am overwhelmed at his show of protection., in awe of his command of the scene.  “My Master my one and only Master”