Christmas Humiliation

Dear Diary.

Boy December 25th was especially humiliating this year. Foist of all, I had to recover from the beating the Master gave me, then I had to take care of his ass because that Conservative fool, Sam Bash gave him an ass whipping of Biblical proporations and followed it by sticking a candy cane up the master's ass.

The Turd was also around, recovering from his beating--but he actually is aroused when he is in pain. The Turd very much likes to tease me, and embarrass my ass as much as possible in front of others. He did this today by openly asking me what color my panties were today. He also humilated my ass when he said my garter snaps were showing under my trousers. The Bishop Lowe and my ma laught at my ass. In fact, Shitifa almost fell out of the chair when she started laughing--she said she even shit her drawers with me sitting right next to her. However despite crapping her drawers, the Turd's talk of my panties obviously got Shitifa's interest. And so she began asking my Master how it is I wear panties under my clothes.

The master perked up from his drug induced stupor and really got into the subject of petticoating me. They discussed me as if I was not even present--I was so humiliated and intimidated, especially when the Lummox and Bells Palsy began to try and listen to the conversation. Billy Bell, the master's number one jobber, also enjoys humiliating my ass whenever possible. He does this with encouragement from the Turd. Certainly this kind of treatment in the world of professional wrestling, especially in the South, curtails any possible attempt for me to actually win a match.

Another thing that keeps me in my place is, as I am an accomplished wrestler, my ma likes to borrow me to intimidate other female wrestlers in the WNWA. The only problem is most of the time, I accompany my mother in an evening dress or gown. So I usually get laughed at. I'm such a fool!!

Frustrated Inc. loves to tease me, and keep me in my place at all times. For instance I am not allowed to eat with them, and many times, if not serving the master food or massaging his feet, I have to serve the Turd or the Lummox, and if any idle time should be available, it is spent standing in the corner. So keeping me in panties and dresses is most effective to keeping me in my properly submissive role in Frustrated Inc. and destroys any male ego I might have... wa, wa, wa, wahhh....