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her a hard slap
on the ass before proceeding to set his mug of black coffee in the
small of her back.
    “ As
you can probably tell already, the coffee inside that mug is very
hot. Wouldn’t you agree?” he asked his slave.
    “ Yes
Sir. It’s very hot,” she replied, struggling to balance
the ceramic mug without spilling anything.
    Reaching
over to his tray, Spencer grabbed a cube of ice and began rubbing it
on the young woman’s ass cheeks. The shock of the cold caused
Tamara’s muscles to contract and a yelp to exit her mouth as a
few drops of steaming hot coffee spilled from the mug and scalded her
back.
    “ Hurts,
don’t it?” Spencer asked, laughing at the pain of his
slave.
    “ Yes
Sir,” Tamara squeaked, doing her best to keep her body as still
as possible.
    Letting
the nearly melted ice cube fall to the floor, Spencer picked up his
cup of coffee and took a sip.
    “ Still
too hot to drink,” he told her, setting the mug back down and
picking up a new cube of ice.
    Holding
the cube carefully between his thumb and forefingers, Spencer placed
the frozen chunk against his slave’s pink wet pussy. Tamara
cried out at the sensation, but being prepared this time, was able to
not spill any of the steaming liquid beverage perched on her back.
    “ Master,
it’s so cold!” she cried.
    Ignoring
her pleas, Spencer slid the ice cube into the slave’s quivering
pussy. She again cried out, but her pain did nothing to move her
master, who was still annoying at having to be woken up so early.
    “ You’re
doing well, little one,” he told her, picking the cup back up
and taking a sip, “but the coffee’s still too hot. I
figure it will have cooled down after one more cube.”
    Setting
the cup back down, Spencer picked up one more cube of ice and set it
at the entrance of Tamara’s beautiful, shaved asshole.
    “ Please
Sir, don’t!” the young woman pleaded, her entire body
beginning to shake, causing a splash of the coffee to spill out on to
her back.
    But
her pleas did nothing to temper Spencer, who was already sliding the
ice cube into Tamara’s sweet pucker. The young slave screamed,
but remained as still as she could, knowing that one false move could
result in the entire cup of scalding hot coffee spilling out onto her
back. As the widest part of the ice cube entered her, Tamara began to
sob. A few seconds later the entirety of the cube had slid into her
ass. Showing some mercy, Spencer picked his coffee cup up and took
another sip.
    “ This
seems drinkable,” he said, taking the cup and sitting down on a
recliner on the opposite side of the room.
    Tamara
remained on her hands and knees, breathing heavily and telling
herself silently that the cubes must be melted and that the worst of
her punishment was now over. After a few minutes, the overwhelming
intensity of the cold had worn off, and was replaced by an
overwhelming sexual desire. Tamara wanted so bad to look at her
master and beg to be fucked, but she did not want to risk even more
punishment by breaking the rules. Spencer, however, was an observant
master and noticed his slaves ancyness.
    “ It
looks like you’re a little wound up, little one. Am I right in
thinking that?” Spencer asked, draining his cup of coffee and
walking back over towards the young woman.
    “ Yes
Sir. Very ancy,” she replied, making sure to keep her eyes on
the floor.
    “ Would
you like me to do something about that,” Spencer asked, tugging
lightly on his slave’s ponytail.
    “ Yes,
Sir. Please, Sir,” she responded.
    Unzipping
his pants, Spencer took out his semi-erect cock. Even though it
wasn’t fully engorged, it was still big, and a pearly drop of
pre-cum hung on from the tip of it.
    “ Up,
up slave. Suck,” Spencer commanded.
    Not
having to be told twice, Tamara immediately rose off of her hands and
dove her eager mouth onto her master’s cock. Spencer moaned in
pleasure as Tamara began sucking him off. Within seconds, Spencer’s
cock was fully erect