Monday, 22 March 2010

Public Humiliation - Test of Dedication

This was my first attempted or should I say first succesfull public humiliation, well not a single instance but a series of instances attempted by my masters to test my true dedication. I was accompanying master and his friends to mandarmoni in a unwinding trip for them, the details and the little tale of the trip I will save for a later day, but today I want to talk about the humiliation or the psychological torture bored on me by them. Not that I cursed them, being adopted a professional attitude by then I quite liked it, but being first time the nervousness also almost killed me.

It was the day we had arrived to mandarmoni and all of us went to the sea at around 1pm, masters were talking to each other and having fun while we walked upto some waist level of water and then suddenly there focus turned to me. All 3 of them surrounded me at once and stared at me mockingly, they subjected me as slave but their tone had an odd mockery in itself. They asked me whether I was dedicated to their cause, being the person I was I never ever wanted to fail an opportunity to be dedicated to my masters, but that was not all they wanted proof.

One of them (Master D) asked me to take off my clothes and be naked, since the water was above the waist no one else will notice. I wanted and tried to force myself in an altercation but something deep within me helped me in carrying out the order, one by one I took off my vest and the bermuda, which Master N took from me and started walking back to the shore. I simply watched helpless as he walked with my clothes back to the shore and I stood their naked with only the water to cover myself.

For alomost two and half hours they tormented me to test my psychological strengths, and one of their usual trick was to hold me certainly and threaten me to lift me over the water, but they didnt acted upon that, but I had a lot more tasks like giving handjobs to each of them until they cum, then lick my hand clean, bear sudden assaults on my balls every now and then, live with a finger trying to probe in my asshole every few minutes. But when they were all satisfied or better say exhausted one of them brought me a towel and asked me to wrap it up and then walk up to my clothes.

-SlaveBabai, 22Mar10

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