Thrashing a Gimp: Can You Handle the Punishment?

Thrashing a Gimp gives me such pleasure. 

If you met me at a normal social event, your first impression would be that I have impeccable manners and a lot of charm. You’ll probably assume that I’m a respectable and well-educated English lady. You’d certainly never suspect that I’m a cruel and horny bitch who keeps a slave in my cellar, and whose idea of fun is thrashing a gimp!

In fact, I’m into pretty much every kind of sex you can imagine – and a few that you can’t. It’s just that I’ve always had a soft (hard) spot for gimps, slaves, and sissies – especially American ones. As far as I’m concerned, every woman should have a gimp in her life. She should also have her own private ‘gimp drawer’ with an extensive collection of strap-ons, whips, canes, latex hoods, dog collars and…

You get the picture, and believe me, my basement wardrobe contains a collection of toys, costumes, and torture implements for thrashing a gimp that I’ve spent years building up. Every item comes with a special memory of humiliation, punishment, and degradation that I inflicted on some horrible little man. It’s also surprising how many women beg to become my slaves, but I’ll tell you about my female gimps another time.

I have an old London townhouse with a converted wine cellar – just perfect for thrashing a gimp. 

It’s hundreds of years old and has lots of arches and vaults. My dungeon can feel seriously creepy, especially during night sessions. In the middle of the floor, I have a replica of an old-fashioned whipping post. I can shackle my slaves to it in a variety of positions. I also hired a carpenter to make me a set of stocks, a pillory, and a few other tools of my trade.

If you ever find yourself in my dungeon, you’d better beware. My nipples go hard and my pussy gets wet just at the thought of thrashing a gimp. I’ll strip you naked and examine your body. That will include lifting your cock up and checking your balls with the tip of my riding crop. If you show any disrespect or try to protest, I’ll stripe you across your dick. Try explaining that welt to your wife!

Once we understand each other, I’ll give you one minute to change into your gimp suit, possibly with a full hood or blindfold. Frankly, you don’t deserve to look at my beautiful, PVC-clad body. I may also need to discreetly finger myself, and you certainly won’t get to see that (although I may rub my wet fingers over your face).

You’re just a slave and you are here for punishment and correction. 

When it comes to actually thrashing a gimp, I can be fiendishly inventive. One of my favourites is the old-fashioned English school cane. It’s excruciatingly painful and leaves red welts and bruises. I’m so skilled with the cane that I can place a line of six strokes across your bare arse. Every time you sit down for a week, you’ll feel the pain and think of Mistress Emily!

I’ll chain you to the whipping post and really go to work on you. In addition to my canes, I have a sjambok, tawse, bullwhip and a cat o’ nine tails. I can take the skin off your back until you beg for mercy. If you’re married, and sneaking out on your wife, I can thrash you with a wide wooden paddle until you howl – and it won’t leave a single mark on you.

Don’t think that you’ll get away with just a good thrashing. I’m a dab hand at pegging male bitches. And I keep a sexy shemale in my dungeon and she’s always horny. If you’re already tied to the whipping post, I might let her fuck you. Alternatively, I might sit back and watch you kneel in front of her and suck her off. That’s if I don’t fuck you with a strap-on, or make you lick my cunt! But ultimately, I do love thrashing a gimp – and you’d for perfect for that! Could you handle it?

Emily 

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