Real Life Stories - Page 13

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To summarize my visit to OWK, it was five days of being worked and disciplined. The two women who oversaw me and who trained me were attractive, probably in their mid to late twenties. One was a blonde and one had brown hair. They dressed in fetish恋物 — a strong sexual focus on one thing attire and looked spectacular. I was aroused at times from their appearance and their brazen, heavy accent speech. They were not total sadists as they giggled a lot and teased me a lot. They seemed to love what they do. They were stern at times, cruel at times but they were also playful at times. I was fortunate in that Catherine took it rather easy on me with her instructions for my training. I was permitted to eat decent meals and I got to sleep in a bed. Some men sleep in damp dungeons or on the ground in the stalls. Some men are only allowed bread and water or the leftovers from the women's plates.

They dressed me in a maid女仆 — a woman servant's outfit and they taught me how to walk in high heel shoes. I kept turning my ankles and stumbling and the women would mock me and giggle. They would smack my ass臀部 — the buttocks pretty sharply with their riding crops马鞭 — a short whip and they loved to slap my face with their hands. I had never had my face slapped so much as the week I spend at OWK. These ladies seem to really enjoy doing this. Sometimes they would really jar my face with a forceful slap.