"Pumping my poor little pussy up to enormous proportions, seems to be the most favoured form of punishment that is inflicted on my vagina these days. I know that I keep doing silly things, but I'm sure my 'House Master' is almost waiting for me to mess-up in some way. It often results in me being marched upstairs and then ordered to remove my panties. I only JUST get my knickers off before he forces one of his nasty vacuum pumping attachments onto my sweet little pussy lips. He calls this a form of 'correction', but I'm sure he gets some sort of pleasure out of this as he pumps away furiously. Hmmm... Maybe you can decide if you think this is a normal way of telling me off ?"

“Oh dear... I used to have such sweet little nipples. But they are getting bigger and bigger with all the nasty nipple pumping I have to endure these days. I am sometimes made to do the housework while wearing these nipple-pumpy-things he puts on me! I was out shopping the other day and one of the young boys I walked passed shouted... “Hey, your nipples look like wheel-nuts off a truck!”... I went bright red- what a nasty thing to say! Its hard work looking after the ‘House Master’. I dropped a jar of pickles recently and it put a dent in the old kitchen floor, I was hoping he would not see it but I heard this furious ROAR! He pumped my nipples until they were HUGE while slapping my titties with his little ‘spanker’. Then he pulled my titties really hard and covered them in clothes pegs. My poor boobies!!!"

“I can hardly fit my pussy lips in my little panties any more. Ever since the ‘House Master’ devised this ‘pussy weight correction procedure’. Well, I’m sure these weights seem to be getting heavier all the time! Just last week I was subjected to an array of really heavy pussy weights clamped all around my pussy lips and labia. Then he proceeded to punish my pussy even more by thrusting a huge ‘buzzy’ vibrator in and out of me while these weights were swinging and ‘jangling’ back and forwards... You should have seen the concentration on his face! Well, as much as I tried not to, I could only take so much before I was forced into having a huge ORGASM. Goodness me... My poor private parts... ‘Whatever next’ I say!”

“He was threatening to do this to me for a while. Then one day, my nasty ‘House Master’ announced to me that he considered I would ‘benefit from a course of pee-hole prodding!’ I’ve no idea where he got this one from! I was of course completely opposed to the idea and I pleaded with the ‘Master’ to refrain from such an act. But, when I started to feel the intense sensations from having the mini-vibrator pushed up into my pee-hole... Well, I can only admit that I soon felt my whole vagina starting to pulsate and there was nothing I could do to stop my juices from bubbling out of my quivering vagina. I think however, he could see that this ‘punishment’ was causing far too much enjoyment, so has taken to inserting larger and longer objects further and further up into my poor pee-hole. Deary-Me!”

“ ‘How considerate’ I thought, when I saw what looked like ‘Master’ ordering pharmacy and medical supplies over the internet. But, what a surprise I got when the delivery arrived a few days later. He opened the parcel with a an impatient look on his face and his eyes then lit-up as he found the speculum he had ordered. After brandishing it in front of me like a loaded weapon, I knew I had better be on my best behaviour. Whoops... no sooner had he noticed the coffee stain I had left on the old oak table and I was marched upstairs and ordered to remove my panties. Before I could say ‘please... no Master!’ He pushed the horrible speculum right up into me and ordered me to open myself up more and more. All this, on top of huge bottles and other objects that end up being forced up into my tight little pussy!!!”