Total humiliation

It was about two days ago that I visited the Masta. Looking back I really thought I would enjoy the total humiliation. Boy was I wrong. The defeat of Hillary in Iowa put the masta in a foul mood. It soytenly would had been betta had the Master's beloved Hillary been involved, like last time. But, the Toid was there instead. The Toid told me to go to the bathroom and undress. I had ladies knickers on - woo, woo, woo, woo....!

I was given a blindfold by the Masta, who was there wearing his Jim Jones glasses and muttering how fat I was. Then the Toid sat my ass on the toilet and handcuffed my feet to the poicelain throne. He left me there for at least 10 hours whilst I took a dump and clogged up the pipes.

Finally after the restroom was a foul and vomitous odor, the Toid retoined and commented on the wonderful ambiance. He must have sat there with the door closed for another hour. After he took in all the oda, he came for me and over the next 30 mins, the Toid whipped me violently with his belt. Then he told me he was taking my ass to the basement. So I followed him with my blindfold on for the next thirty minutes.

When the Toid took my blindfold off, I was taken aback by the total depravity. There I was in the nude in the middle of Rev. Coitis's sermon at his choich. The Toid marched my naked ass through town. The noive of him. The embarrassment caused me to lose total control of my bowels. Then, I hoid it, the trumpet's blare amidst shocked silence of the church goers. Howeva Coitis, Shitifa, and her chirrun soon broke the erie silence when they laft at my ass. I guess the joke's on my ass.... again....nyuck, nyuck, nyuck, nyuck