Cold Slave

Today, outside minus 25 degrees, one in the morning. I'm waiting for a call from the Lord. He said that today we will be with him all night walk in the park. It was something new, Mr. always inventing new tests for me. Sometimes he was very tough, but with his imagination and ingenuity, it seemed, he has no equal.

And call. Being in the park in an hour. The clothes in anything does not deny, severe frost on the street. I put on underwear, woolen tights, light pants, turtleneck, sweater, sweatshirt, then warm winter pants, scarf, warm hibernate jacket, heavy boots, mittens and a hat with earflaps. Kind of, to put it mildly, not sexy. But, nevertheless, I was a slave, a slave who goes to meet with the Lord. This fact makes my heart beat faster with lust. I went outside, it was dark and deserted very cold, I quickly went to the specified location.

About two o'clock in the morning, I went to the playground, that's where I was supposed to meet Mr. It was very dark, there was in the neighborhood of any one lantern. The Lord is not visible. And then the phone rings. Lord says that he will later, but for now I have to find a green metal fence about a meter in height and lick its top. I realized that the Lord planned. He wanted me to pomerzla bit before meeting with him, and even in an uncomfortable position, so be it, his desire - the law. This fence, I found no problems. He bent down, and with a heavy sigh, touched his tongue tip. As expected, the tongue froze, his back, I could not tear. The situation was extremely uncomfortable, I was actually in the pose of cancer, as if I was put in pads, but still can not close the mouth.

Knowing the manner of his master, I assumed that it would be about an hour. Or maybe he's already here and would watch me for hours. Look around, I was not able to. My position is much fettered my movements, from which, by the way, put up with the cold was even more difficult.

It's been a long time, I tried to keep warm as she could, peretoptyvalat his feet, rubbed his hands the body, but it is not much help. It affects an awkward position, his back ached badly. I could not sit, could not properly rely on. Small relief was that I rested her hands on the fence, it's easier for my suffering. But my hands were the only way to itself as something warm, so we had to balance between comfort and warmth. Most blatant battered face. Cheeks greatly obmerzli. I tried to close the face with his hands, but it was hard. From nose snot running down a creek, right in the open mouth, and I constantly had to wipe his mittens.

I looked at the clock, an hour passed. I'm starting to believe that the owner does not appear and his job is to stand so until the morning. I can not bear it. But how can I be? I once read, that to freeze the frozen to the metal of course you need to pour it with warm water. I try to breathe often to thawed using warm air from it only gets worse. I am trying to pull the language from the fence, again to no avail. I'm desperate. It took about another half-hour hours. And then I heard steps behind.

It was he. I was no doubt. My Lord, came from the back, I could not see him. He came up to me and put his hand on my ass protruding. I tried to greet him, but nothing more than quivering mooing could not say. Mr. grabbed me by the hand and led them behind his back, I heard the click of handcuffs. Now my situation was really disastrous. We can only hope that the Lord will make me well stand for another hour. But he had other plans. Very unbuttoned fastener Sir, pulled my pants with shorts and pulled them up to his knees. Ooh ... Now I really felt the power of today's frost, and on the most sensitive areas. All what I want right now is not to remain so for a moment longer, if only Mr. done faster all that in mind. And the Lord did not keep me waiting long. Powerful, biting lash fell on my buttocks and loud echoed in the entire park. The blow was painful, but not much, probably due to frostbite my ass. But where the first, there is a second, third, and fourth, blows rained down, one after another. The pain was unbearable, but most of all I was tormented by the fact that I, in fact, could not escape from it anywhere. That is the only thing I kept was my language, the frozen to the fence. Given my position, I was like shackled metal shackles. All I had it a little twitch in time with bumps and drawling mumble through language. But all did not stop Mr. I was afraid that the pain can accidentally bite his tongue, then I had to cling to the cold metal teeth. When Lord still stopped, I felt that my whole body was covered with sweat, the cold is not felt. It turns out that it was a "sogrevatelnaya" spanking.

Lord put on my pants and walked around the fence standing in front of my face. I still could not look at him. But all I could see him from the waist down. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled out his penis and began urinating on my face. I never liked the golden rain, but now this warm salty liquid has been saving for me. My tongue thawed, releasing me from the painfully long kiss with a green fence. With a crunch back straight, I tried to thank the Lord, but the tongue and jaw greatly cramped, and I have nothing but grunts again failed. But Master was on it all the same, our trip was just beginning.

The next item on our program was a game of snowballs. Well, as a game, Mr. took off my jacket and all garment, exposing to the waist. And do not forget to put the handcuffs on me, so the game is more like a hunt. I ran through the trees in the park, and Mr. throwing snowballs at me. Run it was hard, it prevented a thick layer of snow. And Mr. though not often got into me, but everyone felt a hell of snow, cold pain. Less painful was hit in the back. And I finally pricked up at the last moment to dodge the snow, putting less painful part of the body. Lord is angry, he wanted to snowball smashed against my chest undisguised. Eventually, he caught me and chained back to a tree, walked five meters and just shot me as an enemy of the fatherland. By the end of execution, I was barely alive, cold forged my body so that I almost could not move. But the tests do not end there.

We went on the ice slide, all I have to do is to ride on it only once. Naked booty. At first, it seemed to me that it is not difficult.

Even when I sat down on the ice, my buttocks were first if stung, then quickly got used to the ice. Mr tied my hands to the ankles so that I could not turn over, and I thought at first that it's too much, I still should give up this hill if he so wants. But when I started to go down ... no flogging, no nettles, nor fire, nor that it can not be compared with the pain that I felt. Friction and ice took their toll. In just a few seconds of descent, I suffered something really terrible. Popa was the purple, I did almost not felt. I was able to roll over the bottom. Picking up the ass, I buried my face in the snow. I was crying, waiting when Mr come and untie me. But he seems like a little longer to watch me in such a humiliating position. Nevertheless, for me it was the least painful position.

Mr. alternated testing for different parts of my body. All so that I did not get frostbite. While some limbs frost, others are hidden under thick layers of clothing. And it's time to hurt my hands and feet. I took off my gloves and boots, Mr. apparently did not calculate that under the boots I will tights, which can not be removed without taking off his pants, and I had to break them revealing a foot. To me was wearing a collar and leash, and Mr. ordered to follow him on all fours. "Dog Walk" was my usual test, but I never had to walk barefoot in the snow and hands. However, it was not as painful as the other tests. I'm more physically exhausting, and his hands and feet had almost not felt.

In the end we came to a small alcove. Sir, allow me to wear boots and gloves, and then told me, lowered his pants and passes through one of the flanges in the gazebo. Ooh ... I really thought that once again will get my long-suffering ass. But the truth was far worse.

Mr. stood not a bench and reached for the roof of the veranda. I tried to turn my head and see why, when she heard a distinctive crunch breakable icicles. Before I could think of where Mr. shove it to me as a Master, without any preliminaries, I began to thrust it to where I thought. Ring anus was given easily and quickly plunged into an icicle. At first the feeling was like the insertion conventional plug, but soon I felt a terrible itch in his anus. The feeling was not exactly painful, but it was not a pleasant one. I felt like drops of water began to slide down my legs and labia. No sooner had my gag dotayat as I heard the crunch of another. Mr slowly began to enter it next to the old. The second icicle also came easily. But I knew that this was not the last. Third icicle already raised the question of the elaboration of my priests. Mr. loved the narrow hole, and always after fisting gave me the "close". And now, apparently it came a rare day when my sphincter will have hard times. Fourth icicle was given with difficulty, despite the fact that the frost softened the pain, I felt that already torn. But icicles melted quickly. And waiting when the first icicles almost nothing left, Mr. stuck in my fifth and sixth followed almost immediately. It was a terrible torture, icicles melting and flowing creek on my feet, and all Mr. stuffing and more. Fisting icicles, as it generally occurred to him? When the torture was over, I felt that visited thirteen icicles in me.

I fell in the snow, completely exhausted and bound cold. All I could do was curl up in a ball and gently shake. I could lie so long, but I have a team of dress and go home was given. This is all an end to my suffering. I wanted to raise my head to thank the Lord, but he was no longer there. He disappeared as suddenly as it appeared.

Arriving home, I first dropped into a hot bath. When my fingers finally otmerzli, and I could calm them to move, I closed my eyes and began with gusto to remember the events of last night.

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