My master is the master of masters!

.I am Ángela do Pará as I reported in the previous stories, I'm married, was miss summer, and now have a master just for me.The opening of the envelope. As I said my teacher gave an instructional envelopes to me. I was already exhausted, but I waited unconsciously. And my husband innocently said: does he not notice that since the robbery she has been behaving so bad and is so depressed. 1st shave all your hair - 2nd get off the bus and don't wear any panties - take ice, a drink and glasses - buy new plastic straps - bring candles and matches and an apron, there is money in the envelope to buy some good quality wine. 'bring a pen. meet me at such place if you are late I will go away. I managed to arrive with less than a minute and saw that he looked at the clock, where I was I could see it and he didn't see me all of a sudden and got in the van started and began to go away, I had to run to the other side where the truck would have passed and I managed for one trifle scream and he heard me. He came down from the angry bus and giving me a slap on the face said like this: your bitch never dare be late again, I got into the van perplexed and excited, that man had no fear of losing me despite feeling how much he wanted me and this security made me look at my thighs, he started again and immediately lifted up my skirt, I thought we were going far away but he took me to a barn about 20 kilometers from home arriving there opened the door of the truck's hood and told me to unload the cargo, harness , ropes two bags of beans sat on a chair and waited. I can't see myself and so on. was when he grabbed me in the lap ripped my clothes stupidly and gave a hand slap on my ass, about 20 slaps well done, I almost fainted from pain. He looked into my eyes and said \\\\; I will be very clear you slut, when I tell you to do something, do it immediately, understand? qdo finish a task, lower your head and stand in front of me waiting for my command. got it? yes he looked angrily and I've already completed, yes sir my master. he smiled and pushed me away, i felt like a little puppy, was super excited because did not know what to expect, He instructed me to lie down at the ranch door. He was wearing a cowboy boot and I waited, oh he walked around the yard for a little bit, passed with his boots in a puddle of water and feet very dirty began to wipe his boot on my body, put the boots on my lower legs and ass, getting me all filthy, climbed up into my butt, he's kind of heavy, belly chops, 43 years old white and beautiful face. I was unbound, free but the voice of that man he didn't shout nor raise his tone more were his orders stronger than the thickest current in the world. began to see him there quietly laughing at some news seemed not even notice my presence there thrown like a sack of potatoes into it all my female instinct came out and I rubbed myself as a snake on that dust floor and enjoyed frantically excuse me feminists what does a woman love most and from a man who has dominated her He perceived my attitude and mine called without looking at me comes crawling up here determined I was like an obedient puppy. He said - stay here as a puff because I need to rest my legs. thought wretchedly. unloaded all the load, only bean bags weighed about 50 kilos and he wants to rest his legs. so I said yes master of mine after 15 minutes or so he lit a cigarette (he doesn't smoke) and told me to extend my hand in shell shape to make my hands ashtray and then spit on my hand saying that I hated smokers Then he told me to bring the wine and ice, which was already well melted and I brought it quickly. He said that I should stay for four hours and put a cold glass on my back. his silence the clear definition of roles, that commands and who submits, the joy I suffer for him to have pleasure makes me ecstatic with thirst.He calmly drank his wine and then ordered to put away the glass and bottle and bring a dog collar with hanger.I took the object which was in the cargo and brought it to him from four He pushed me down and told me to shake my tail because the collar on me gave me a new name and said he would wash off this dirt mud. After about 10 minutes he came back and said that he was going to wash me, took his pinto out. I had never seen before your pinto, it was as I thought, medium size very rosinha e limpo. and he told me turn around and picked up a laundry brush and started peeing on me and rubbing with the brush, urinated in my face, in my ass, in the stream what tasty, this piss has washed off years of bad sex without grace which I have with my fucking horn .then he bathed me with an actual bath and gave me a cuddle. how sweet is this mixture of foolishness, pain humiliation and affection This guy knows everything about women! Then he put on it two bags of coast beans and lit a candle and began to look at my body centimeter by centimeter, making marks with his pen in various regions of the body ((the place was somewhat dark and he wears glasses), there he said: you are a negligent slave stupid. I told you to shave well and this is hair removal that you present yourself? for each region that I am marking you will receive a punishment. And risked and risks (I could not even imagine how would pay off that vacillo what I did) He said. I said, without my lord? you deserve to be caught? yes my master and teacher, beat me as you like, do what you want with me, my life is in your hands and I trust the Lord. He then started sticking his finger into my ass, affectionately and he was dilatanto, all of a sudden he stuck the candle however on my butt, that delight!!!!! My ass turned into a candle door and I thought that was torture, so he picked up the match and lit it again. So I became afraid of him marking me with fire forever (my master never does anything I can't stand or leave traces of our love) but at that time I didn't know So as he was reprimanding me for my bad behavior, the wax started to run and it burned up my ass. The candle was long and I began to scream in pain. it was already lunch, I brought a nice surprise for him to eat ((I'm an exceptional cook) at lunchtime this is how we talked with two good friends, i was free to talk to him as a friend, he's my dad, I can talk about everything with him, at lunch time I received his first kiss; sat on his lap like a little girl. He told me secrets and I mine to him, He isn't a master like many that I see on the internet, rude men who expose their slaves to unnecessary embarrassment. He's a man who can have any woman and I feel privileged to have him by my side and he deserves a beautiful wife like you.He is polyglot and travelled, but knows how to talk with a woman, humbly making her feel the smartest woman in the world.