I was then dragged into the mainsuite of our bedroom, and forcefully seated at the computer. Mistresshad me lean forward until my face was less than a... foot from the screen,then cuffed my hands behind it. I had no choice but to stare at thescreen. "You know, slave, I've been thinking of new ways to train you,and I came across a site you may enjoy." With that, she took thekeyboard and went to sexandsubmission.com. "I thought a site dedicatedto rough sex and female submissiveness would be perfect. My sub reacted with a loud “UH!” Leaning over, I used my tongue to ‘flick’ her clit, then gave it a kiss…then the same ‘pop’ on the labia. My sub cried out louder this time, but it was not from pain. Rather, she began to moan “P-Ple-Pleas-s-se……Please…” she panted and looked quite distressed. She wanted me. So I did what any proper Dom would do. I teased her like that again. This time though, the pop was very slightly harder, and I liked that there was a very satisfying wetness in that. She continued. It was like she was riding me as she opened and closed her legs, going up and down. I felt more and more thigh until, at last, her panties touched my back and I could feel the warmth coming from inside of her.I imagined flipping over and her riding me like she was doing now, sliding up and down the shaft of my penis. Faster and faster until...Sweetness started sliding down. As she straddled my legs, she massaged my still bare butt and thighs. Repeatedly, her hand would make. Sorry to be smelling up the place.”“You got a change of clothes on you, you won’t do much good by washing your nasty ass if you put them same ol’ dirty clothes back on.”“No I didn’t have a chance to grab any more clothes when I left, this is all I got.”“Winona, when we get through eating, get him some of your Pa’s britches and we’ll scrub these stinking rags up while he scrubs his rotten ass down at the creek.”“Yes’m.”“Ma’am, I don’t even know your name so I can thank you proper, I heard you.