" My first contraction came at 9:30am. It was brief and uncomfortable, butnot painful. Over the next three hours though, they became more frequent and... finally very painful. I was lying on my back on a medical gurney, with my legsspread apart in the stirrups. I had on just a skimpy hospital gown, but with a cloth covering my legs. Just like any pregnant woman in labor. As the contractions become closer together and more intense, I was sweating. It was hard! Now the 'nurse' called the doctor in. And we walk to my truck and talking she tells me about this place that is open dance so I take her to her car and I follow her to her house and I park my truck and off we go dancing walk in to the club and they have a live dj and she is rocking the place with old jams from the 70’s 80’s and 90’s and not playing one thing I did not know and like we dance are ass’s off she is all over me and I’m returning the favor now the dj sez one last song for my sister her favorite and I’m thinking wow. Upon reaching him in a sheepish walk, he places one hand firmly on the top of my shoulder. I could feel the years of labor on his hands, rough enough to strike a match on his palm. With some f0rce, he presses down until me knees naturally bend, falling into a kneeling position right there in the middle of the field. My knees dig into soft earth, my bare toes bury until I feel cooler sediment below.I still hesitate. I always hesitate. "Open your mouth," he says very calmly but still. ?Your Master wants you to wear this to open you so you are easier to use, slut, He thinks you wont let Him use what is His to use, so He has had you fitted with this, you are a slut, not to let your Master use your ass in comfort. He wants Me to flog you as punishment. I love to flog slaves who deny their Masters, they never forget my floggings.? His voice was hard, hollow, cold, dead sounding. She shivered.If she had not been tied down she would have jumped off the table with the first lash,.