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Positions Training Part II: Part 2

The Dungeon Master proceeded then to placed his Doll and I in various positions once again. I became nervous when she and I were chained together, but was obedient and quiet nonetheless. For one of the photos, we were made to kiss and my heart began pounding in excitement as her lips pressed against mine.

After that, we were released from each other. 
My Master had not said anything for a while, making me shuffle nervously in the high heels that were now making my feet ache, wondering what might be on his mind.

“Come here, slave.” The Dungeon Master beckoned for his toy to stand next to him. 
“Now it is time for your punishment,” he told me, motioning me to a bondage device that I was already familiar with.
Memories from the Slave Party flooded my mind. 
I was then pinned down in the device, watching as my long, latex heels hung over my head. 
In that position, my holes were forced to present themselves and I could do nothing about it as my hands were pulled under me. Now I truly was a real Doll that was ready to be used.
For my punishment, the latex Doll had to flog me until my Sir felt satisfied. The Dungeon Master would have the pleasure of using my holes for not being attentive and making him go through training me twice.
But first, the latex slave was allowed to eat my pussy. My Master said it had been a special request from the Doll herself.
“And since it seems you are so infatuated by her, your eyes have to be open the entire time.”
I nodded my head in agreement, observing as she lowered herself onto her knees. I jumped lightly as the latex on her nose rubbed against my clit. 
At times she would look up at me to make sure I was watching. I couldn’t help but moan as she sucked and licked at my folds.