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All the
finalists were escorted to the center ring in the
stage. We had 10 minutes each to show how well our
slaves listened. We had our routine down. When it
was our turn I walked Scott into the ring. He
crawled up onto a ramp I had made onto the stand.
“Up” I ordered. Scott stood up. “ Now, sing Bugle
Boy.” I was so proud as my sissy boy sang his
patriotic song and remembered all of his hand and
dance moves. At the end of the song , he turned
around so the audience could see his flag and
wiggled his ass back and forth to wave the flag.
The audience roared with cheers as that it was a
really unique performance. We walked off the stage
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Next, was the punishment endurance competition. I
had spent hours working on this with Scott, so, I
hope he does well. When it was our turn on stage,
I had him stand and remove his panties. He bent
over and I removed his plug. I ordered him over to
the table where I strapped his arms down. I took
out my black thick whip showing it to the
audience. I then took out of a bag a fresh cut
piece of ginger root and showed it to the audience
who OOO’d and Ahhh’d . I spread my sissy boys
cheeks wide open and shoved the ginger root whole
into his anus. |
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Now, if you know anything about ginger root, it is
extremely painful to hold into your ass. He did
not mutter a sound.
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