Property of Mistress

Property of Mistress Two

 

Locked in darkness, i am unable to see, hear or even speak.  After my Mistress tightened my bonds i had long passed the point of where i would have cried out for help, believing i could not last another minute under the duress she has forced upon me.  It has come to my attention that she understands how far she can push me.  My discomfort and pain are not of concern to her, only that i remain alive to endure her endless torments.  The pain gripping my body is now absolutely unbearable and i know there is nothing I can do but wait for her to come and release me.  I could scream but the sounds would just be muffled into the gag buckled tightly into my mouth.  Even so, the only person hearing them would be my Mistress and i would hate to make her mad.  No, i will endure because there is no choice in the matter.  As my Mistress has stated many times, my only role in life is to suffer and serve her in any way she chooses and i have been stripped of any influence of what will happen to me in my life.  She now possesses all power over me and seems very comfortable in her role.

 

Suddenly i feel a sharp pain in my nipples; they have been released from the clamps that have been holding them for who knows how long now.  Once she released i can feel her nimble fingers playing with them and pulling them.  The pain is incredible as the blood rushes back into my tender tormented nipples.  Though the blindfold has me locked in darkness, i can picture her face as she watches me.  She smiles as she forces reactions from me.  I moan through the gag, she continues to pull and pinch until i am nearly ready to faint.  Mumbling incoherently into the gag, unable to do anything to protect myself from her cruel touch, somehow I feel my cock spring to life.  This is what my Mistress loves.  She knows she can inflict unimaginable torture on me and no matter how terrible the pain, it is what i crave.

 

Quickly she removes the gag, blindfold and leather bondage helmet that has been holding me prisoner for so long.  After my eyes adjust to the light i drink in her beauty.  Standing above me, smiling down at me with the same expression i had seen in my minds eye while blindfolded moments ago.  A snap from her fingers has me adoringly lapping at her feet.  Though i am still in extreme pain from the bondage, i am actually thankful to have her before me to worship and adore.  She is wearing blue jeans, a white cotton top and Nike tennis shoes currently being whitened by my own tongue.

 

“Good pet” she purrs as i continue to worship her feet.  “How do you feel, are you hurting?”

 

“Yes Mistress” i reply and continue to busily lap at her now very white tennis shoes.

 

Pulling her feet away, she kneels down to my level.  “Oh, poor baby, did you think life would be easy as my slave?”  “The funny thing is I have only just begun to transform you into what you will ultimately become.”

 

While she speaks she is stroking my cock with one hand and manipulating a nipple with the other.  My erection is raging from her manipulations and the attention she is bestowing upon me.

 

“You perverted little slut, look at this hard cock.  You need me to hurt and humiliate you.” She mocks as she continues to stroke my raging member.  “You must be the luckiest piece of shit slave in the world” she continues while she releases my swollen member just in time to prevent a much needed orgasm.  “Because I am going to make sure you suffer for as long as I live.”  She says as she begins stroking my cock again to bring me to yet another near orgasm only to stop short.  This time she pulls me forward and kisses me deeply on the mouth, forcing her tongue deep into my face.  Then with her lips against mine she states in a very heavy breath, “You see, I really get off on watching you suffer, it makes my pussy wet like nothing else.”  “I love knowing that I own you and that because of me you are no longer a man.”  “You are a worthless piece of human waste whose only purpose is to suffer for me.”  Laughing at me and my state she stands and walks away only to return with a bowl of ice.

 

Even thought my Mistress is dressed in jeans and a t-shirt, she is incredibly sexy.  Her large breasts strain to break through the t-shirt showing off ample nipples that have been pierced.  The rings are clearly outlined through her shirt.  How i long to taste them in my mouth and run my tongue around her nipples causing them to stand at attention.  Her jeans are tight and do little to hide her strong and muscular figure.  i am a fortunate slave after all to have found a woman to provide the affections i so crave in spite of myself.

 

Returning with the ice she places the bowl under my testicles and i instinctively lower them in.  My bloated genitals quickly begin to shrivel to a fraction of the size they were a moment ago.

 

“And the most fun I have” she continues in her husky mocking tone “is making sure you never, under any circumstances, experience another orgasm.”

 

Once my member has shrunk she quickly forces my shaft into a metal tube that attaches to a metal ring around my balls and another ring around the base of my tormented prick.  The whole contraption is extremely tight and will not allow an erection, let alone an orgasm.  She then places two padlocks, one at the top base of my member and the other just behind the genitals.  This special locking contraption is impossible to remove without the keys.  A tear runs down my cheek as i hear the locks snap into place as i know there is no chance of cumming with it on.

 

With a big smile of satisfaction on her face she kisses away my tears.  “Now, now my pet, don’t cry.  It won’t do you any good anyway.  You are never going to experience another orgasm.” And then bending forward, her hot breath in my ear, making my bound member twitch for freedom she emphasizes, “never.”

 

With that she releases the straps holding my legs together and snaps a leash to the collar locked around my neck.  A rough yank on the leash is my signal to move.

She continues to pull on the leash and maneuver me to her liking.  I am led to two bowls on the floor one is full of food and the other water. 

“Eat and drink it all” she snaps, her usual soft, sexual tone now replaced with one that’s seems impatient.  “You have five minutes to finish and if you haven’t your done anyway”  

 

I began lapping at the bowl of left over food all mixed together in a bowl and drinking the water.  I knew I needed to finish quickly because feeding me is not one of my Mistresses priorities.

 

“I need to get you ready for your chores while I am out and I don’t want to be kept waiting” she stated as a matter of fact.  “I am extremely horny from watching you suffer and I’m looking forward to humiliating you even more.”  “I need to find a man to fuck me because you can’t.” she began mockingly.  “Remember you are not a man and you never will be again, with your pathetic cock all locked up, and covered in whip marks.”  “Do you honestly think any woman would fuck you?” she continued to mock.  “You can forget putting that cock in any pussy, all you have to look forward to is frustration and no release…..oh, and much, much pain.” She ads as i finish what is left of my feeding.  “Boy it must be horrible for you, to know there is no end in site to the torment I have in store for you and the endless teasing with no possibility of release or orgasm” she is now using her husky sexual tone again.  “Hmmm” she walk over grabs my leash and pulls me up to my knees and moans in my ear.  “Except it’s what you need huh baby?”  “To bad for you but you know you need me and all the things I do to you.”  “What are you going to do with yourself you poor pathetic slave?”

 

After finishing my food she kicked me hard in balls and laughed.  “Get to your feet you piece of shit, I told you I’m tired of waiting”.

 

She then releases my arms from the bondage they had been in previously.  As the blood rushes back into my veins they ache and burn and it takes a moment to regain the use of them.  She begins to rub and manipulate them to help the flow return to normal.  While she is waiting she produces a black leather belt with D rings around it and an additional strap to go between my legs.  There is a large diameter butt plug attached to this strap.  She lubes it and forces it into my anal cavity and then buckles all the straps into place very tightly, forcing the plug deep into my ass.  The strap holding the plug is split at the front and goes around my encased genitals to be attached to the belt at the front buckle.  Then the contraption is padlocked into place making it impossible to remove.  Once in place she makes me put a leather maids dress on, short enough to leave the bottom of my ass exposed.  The outfit also has a built in boned corset and she takes approximately 10 minutes tugging and pulling to make sure its at its maximum tightness.  The dress has a small hole on each side so a chain can be locked to the belt through the dress.  The chains are about 6 inches long and once attached to the belt she locks them to the leather wrist cuffs effectively limiting the range of my arms.  After pulling on black stockings, she places a black patent leather shoes on my feet with 7 inch heels.  They also have strap that goes around each ankle and locks them in place.  She then connects a 6 inch chain to the leather ankle cuffs and then another chain to the one between my feet.  This chain attaches to a small ring on the device locked around my swollen testicles.  The chain is to short for me to stand fully upright and keeps me in a semi kneeling state.  With my legs hobbled by the short chain, the reduced range i have to stand upright and the chains holding my hands bound to my waist, i can see it will be difficult to maneuver.  I can only hope she’s not expecting to many chores to be completed in this state.  Unfortunately i would have been lucky to be able to work in this form of bondage but she is not finished.  After removing my collar she picks up an oversized ball gag and straps it tightly into my mouth stretching my jaws to the limit.  Afterwards she pulls a leather helmet over my head.  This helmet has eye and nose holes but none for the mouth.  Lacing it into place as tightly as possible, the gag is forced even deeper between my already stretched lips.  Once in place, peering at her lovely face through the tightly laced bondage hood, i see a smile cross her face as she meets my gaze.  It is a familiar sight, her satisfaction with my extreme discomfort and the work she has completed on me. 

 

“Now my pretty little pet it is time for the final touch.” She says she produces what appears to be a rubber doll head.  She stretches it tightly over my already grossly encased head and she tightens it with a zipper in the back which, of course, locks into place.  It is a rubber women’s face which now gives me the appearance of being a blow up doll with slut make up and all.  At this point she has created something that doesn’t even appear human but an almost robotic, living, working Barbie Doll.  After placing a blond wig on the rubber helmet and locking a thick posture collar around my neck preventing any head movement and forcing me to look upwards, she is finished.

 

“On your knees slave” She barks.  Again seeming impatient.  “Wow, that was a lot of work but well worth it, you should see yourself.” You look absolutely un-human, which is what your are” she informs me. 

 

She looks into my eyes and she can see the discomfort and fear.  “Oh lover, don’t worry.”  “I know you want to please me and I want to able to think of you and picture you like this in my mind while I am out today.”  She purrs to me as she strokes my chin with her hand and she has a look of genuine pity for me on her face.  “Just think how wet I will be today thinking of my slave.” She continues gazing lovingly into my eyes.  “I will know how much you are suffering and trying to please me as you complete the chores I have arranged for you today.”

 

Suddenly she attaches a leash to the collar and yanks me to the floor.  My rubber encased forehead is now on the floor, pushing my ass into the air.  My Mistress drops the leash and pulls the dress up around my waist to expose my entire bare ass for her.  I hear her walk away and return.  What did she do, what does she have now that she has returned?  I am quickly informed.

 

“Listen slave, I have a list of tasks for you to complete while I am out today” she informs me as a matter of fact.  “In my hand I have my bamboo cane.”  “As I list your tasks I am going to give you one swat for each one.”  “This is to help you remember your them as I will not leave you a list.”  “And trust me, you will not want to forget to complete one or any of your chores, do you understand?” she barked.

 

“MMMffff” i manage through my stretched mouth.

 

“Good boy slave, good.” She purrs, “I know you want to please me.”

 

“You will make my bed” she says in a serious tone.

 

The cane whistles through the air, finding its mark and burning a deep red streak across my tender ass cheeks.

 

“You will clean the kitchen and do all of the dishes” she continues.

 

Another blow from the cane lands on its intended target causing blinding pain.

 

“You will vacuum the entire house”

 

Yet another blow is landed with all the strength she can muster.  I can only hope she doesn’t have too many chores for me to do.

 

“You will dust the entire house”

 

Another blow lands and I see stars explode before my eyes.  My ass is now crisscrossed with bright red marks blending into the bruises left from my previous beating.

 

“You will clean the bathroom spotless”

 

Whack! She lands another precision blow almost causing me to pass out.

Whack! Another blow lands, catching me by surprise and almost causing me lose my composer.

Whack! Another falls and I stay in place but a silent scream goes off in my head only heard by me.

Whack! Yet another

Whack! The fifth blow causes so much pain i forget my status and actually try to maneuver myself out of harms way and fall over blubbering incoherently once again.

 

My Mistress has never tolerated this type of behavior and she responds by grabbing my balls and squeezing them hard in one hand.  Pain shoots through my body almost causing me to vomit.  With her free hand she grabs the leash attached to the collar yanks me to my knees to face her and look directly into her cruel eyes.  She seems drunk from the infliction of pain onto my poor tormented body.

 

As she looks into my eyes, her stare burns to the core of my soul as she spits with an almost ferocious hate, “What is this you piece of shit?”  “You dare try to avoid my whip?”  “This is your life now and if I want to spend all day beating you to a bloody pulp that is exactly what I will do.”  “You will gladly accept my tortures and beg for more if it’s what pleases me.” She snaps while squeezing my balls hard. 

 

Tears are now streaming down my face as she releases my balls and forces my head back to floor.  She stands and begins to deliver more punishment blows.

 

Whack, whack, whack, whack, whack!  Each of these blows seems harder than any of the previous ones and i’m not sure but i think i may have blacked out for a moment.  The pain was unimaginable and unbearable but i am left with no choice but to endure.

 

She finishes and raises me back to my knees with the leash.  Her eyes meet mine and are now filled with love and adoration.  She begins to lick and kiss away the tears that are now streaming down my face.  I hear her moan as a lover would in throws of passionate sex.  She pulls away and looks me in the eye speaking without words, her love for her devastated slave.  My cock twitches and tries without success to become erect.

 

With that she stands and walks away signaling me with the leash to follow her.  She leads me up the stairs from the dungeon/basement into the main house, where she resides.  It seems like it has been over a week since i have left the dungeon but there is no way to be sure.  My Mistress has stripped me of any sense of time or days and turned my life into a hazy blur controlled by her and her alone.  i am never aware of whether it is even day or night most of the time, kept in her dungeon.

 

Removing the leash she says to me in a playful tone.  “You may begin your duties slave and lord forbid you forget a task, don’t finish on time or do a poor job.”  “Well, I don’t think I have to explain to you what you will face if I am not pleased” she mocks with a devilish grin on her face.  With that she picks up her purse and heads for the door and leaves me to complete the list of tasks burned into my bottom.

 

So here i am kneeling on the carpeted floor with five jobs to be completed in an amount time unknown to me.  As i rise to my feet in tremendous pain and discomfort another tear trails down a rubber encased cheek.  Will i finish on time?  There is no way of knowing how much time there is to complete the assigned chores.  Standing semi erect, hands chained to my sides, hobbled and gagged i begin to struggle to complete my assigned jobs with my limited movement before my beloved Mistress returns home.  I feel my encased prick twitch and throb as i picture my Mistress smiling as she drives away thinking of me and the predictiment she has left me in.  I know her pussy burns with desire for next time she tortures me, which will be soon if don’t get done quickly.