i heard the creek of the cold steel door open. It startled me from the sleep i had managed fall into sometime during my night of extreme discomfort. I had been placed in a metal box with small holes for air. The box itself is 4’ by 4’ by 5’ long. It kept me from standing or extending my body to its full length. Not to mention i had a thick leather discipline helmet laced very snugly to my head. It had no eye or mouth holes, only small holes for my nostrils. my mistress placed small tubes through the holes and into my nose to ensure i could breathe through the night. It was also padlocked on with a series of buckles and straps to ensure it’s tightness and making it impossible to remove without the key which remained in my Mistresses possession. It also connected to a 3” stiff leather collar padlocked around my neck. Prior to locking the device snugly around my head, she had stuffed my mouth with her panties. She was concerned about my mouth getting to dry through the night so she was kind enough to soak them in her sweet piss before stuffing them into my mouth. i did mention there was no opening for the mouth area so there was no way to spit them out and avoid the bitter taste of my Mistresses urine. She also had my hands cuffed with a short chain between them and my ankles locked together. My cock was also locked into the ever present chastity device she forced me to wear as well. Other than that i was kept naked.
i felt something attach to the D ring at the front of my throat on the collar and then a tug to signal me to exit the metal prison.
“Did my pet get a good nights rest” she asked in a mocking coo, “I hope so you are going to need your rest to get through what I have planned for you today”.
i mumbled and half sobbed through the piss soaked panties filling my mouth a plea for her to have mercy on me if only for a short time.
“Oh come on now baby” she cooed as I felt her stroke the leather hood she had locked me into. “You know you don’t want me to treat you any differently than the shitty piece of slave meat your are”. “You would be begging me bind and torture in only a matter of minutes” she added with a giggle and pulling on the leash and dragging from me the personal hell she had created for me. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint my perverted little piece of shit slave now would I” she continued in a sweet yet mocking tone. i felt her drop the leash and walk away. She was wearing stiletto heels from the sound i could hear. When she walked back over to me i felt her attach something to my wrist cuffs and walk away again. I could hear her turning a crank which drug me to my feet by my wrists. She wasn’t satisfied until I was standing stretched completely upright yet still able to stand on the flats of my feet. This didn’t last long as she unlocked my ankles and attached a spreader bar. With my legs spread i was forced to stand on my toes.
“Oh does my poor little cock need some space” she cooed as she reached to my incased penis. She then unlocked it with a key she produced and removed it. She then began stroking my cock with one hand and toying with my nipples with the other. “Good morning lover boy” she said as she continued to play with her cock and nipples. After a short time of this and getting me completely aroused, she removed the discipline helmet and pulled her panties from my mouth. She said nothing as she stroked my sweat soaked head with a sweet, almost innocent smile on her ruby red lips. As my eyes adjusted to the light i could see she looked spectacular in her skin tight leather cat suit. Her suit did little to hide her spectacular breasts. The cat suit had holes in front with her beautiful nipples peeking through. How i longed to have them in my mouth and to hear her moan with pleasure as i suck and nibble each one. Working my down her hourglass figure, the suit also left her vaginal region exposed so as to use me for her pleasure when she wished. My Mistress often used me for her pleasure, but none was ever afforded me. She often stated my lot was to suffer for her as this was her greatest delight and brought her a great deal of satisfaction. Of course I was right about the boots. She wore patent black leather boots ending just below the knees and sporting six inch heels.
I was brought back to reality as she pulled my head back and kissed me deeply on the lips, nibbling on them and working her way down, teasing my neck with her tongue. She often teased to point of no return only to lock my poor aching cock back into its cage and returning the key to the chain around her neck. It was the only key to the device i know of. She began stroking my now raging erection as she continued to kiss and suck my neck. This predictiment was very familiar to me. Bound helplessly, in pain and teased to a point no man should ever have to endure.
She stopped suddenly “Now, now pet” she whispered in my ear, close enough to feel her sweet hot breath. “Let’s not get to excited, after all you know you will never get to cum, I have complete control over this thing” she said giving it a painful flick with her finger. “Who controls this cock baby” she asked in a playful yet quiet and seductive voice?
“This cock belongs to you and you control it Mistress” i replied.
She smiled sweetly, “that’s right baby, it’s all mine, you are all mine”
With that she removed the leash still attached to the collar and walked over to her wall of implements and picked up a leather snake tongue whip. Without hesitation she walked back over and laid it hard across my chest looking me in the eye the whole time. The look in her eyes never ceases to amaze me. It’s obvious she loves what she is doing to me with the whip. It crosses my chest at least a dozen times leaving vicious red welts before i begin to howl and shake in my bonds. At this point the look of absolute focus leaves her face and replaced with her almost angelic smile as she steps closer to me and strokes my chest with her blood red nails bringing a short lived soothing feeling.
“Oh come on now baby, I’m only warming you up” she smiled sweetly looking me directly in the eye. “You have a lot more coming before I am finished with you this morning”.
With that she delivered another series of at least twenty blows to my chest and stomach. I began to scream loudly and try to avoid her blows. She steps into me and yanks my head back very hard by my hair.
“You will hold still you little bitch while I am whipping you” she said in her very angry voice and slapped my face hard. “Remember this is your life now and you will suffer greatly under my ownership. This is not punishment but if you fail me I will cause you pain so great you will be begging me to whip you”.
From experience i know this is true as i have suffered at her hands unspeakable tortures.
She delivered another twenty or so lashes to the same region. i was fighting back screams and the urge to thrash wildly in my bonds when she stopped.
Her angelic smile returned “Good boy my pet, you are learning”.
She turned and walked back to her toy collection and picked out a nice flogger made of hard leather strands and began to work on my back and ass. She whipped me for a solid hour with a variety of whips ending with her favorite, the bull whip. I was covered from head to toe in vicious red welts and sobbing uncontrollably and blubbering words that could not be understood. i knew better than to actually speak as she had not given me permission. After releasing my ankles from the spreader bar and my wrists from the chain above i dropped to the floor completely spent. A snap of her fingers was the signal for me to crawl over to her and start kissing her boots. I kissed and licked them with passion as she had trained me to do.
“That’s right slave, thank your Mistress for keeping a perverted wretch like you as her slave. You filthy little pig, look at my cock, it’s hard. You know you are a pervert, I just whipped you from head to toe and that little cock is as hard as it can get” she mocked and laughed while i worked to shine her boots with my tongue. “Get on your back”, she snapped!
i quickly scrambled and laid on my back as fast as i could manacled as I was. “Hands over your head”, she barked at me again. Satisfied with my position, on my back and wrists still bound together with the chain she began walking slowly around me. Her heels clicking menacingly as she moved.
“You are quite a site” she began “covered with whip marks and sweat, nasty hard cock sticking up” she finished with a kick to my protruding member. “You really don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into do you”? She asked.
i could tell it was not a question she expected me to answer so i did not.
“I will torture you relentlessly and in return expect total devotion from you at all times”. “You will do my laundry, keep my closets and drawers organized, make sure the house is impeccable at all times and obey all commands immediately”. “Clean the soles of my boot slave” she said in her commanding bark! She had stopped near my head and began grinding the sole of her shoe into my mouth. i began to lick as ordered.
She continued as licked the bottoms of her boots passionately “If you fail to obey any of my commands you will be punished severely”. “I will never give the slightest concern to any of the discomforts I will cause you and I will modify your body and your behavior as I see fit”. “You will never have another word to say about anything that happens to you ever again”. “And another thing” She said with an evil grin on her face. She swung her leg to make sure i could make eye contact with her. She picked the key up around her neck and began to swing it back and forth. “As long as I am alive, you will never experience another orgasm in your own miserable little slave life”. “You will be trained to bring me to many glorious orgasms however” she mocked. “I’m actually planning to have your tongue pierced in several places to accentuate your efforts”. “After all, it is my personal sex toy and there really is no other use for it”. “The last thing, if I ever catch you thinking about anything other than how to please me you will be severely punished as well”. Is all of this clear to you slave?”
“Yes Mistress” i replied.
“Good because from this day forward your life will change” she said with a luscious smile on her ruby lips. “Actually, you have no life, it now belongs to me” she said laughing a sexy low sound.
“On your knees wretch” she snapped. “I need you to go to the shower and clean yourself up” she stated as she began to unlock the leather cuffs on both my ankles and wrists.
I did as instructed with my Mistress keeping a watchful eye on me, making sure i had no opportunity to touch myself in the process and giving instructions as though i had never bathed myself before. Once finished i dried myself from head to toe, again under her guidance. Snapping her fingers, she signaled me to kneel in front of her. After i complied she dressed me in leather straps around each ankle, wrists and another just above each elbow. After locking my ankles together she then locked my wrists to the elbow straps, my right wrist was crossed behind my back and locked to the left elbow and the other wrist was done in the same fashion pulling each forearm up and across the middle of my back. After she completed this she stuffed my ears with some kind of pliant putty and then cotton. She used duct tape to secure the cotton. i was almost completely deaf from this application but after she put a leather bondage helmet back on and locked it in place with collar and all i was unable to hear anything. This particular helmet She began to gently squeeze and manipulate my nipples. I gazed into her eyes. She returned my gaze, staring directly into my eyes. She had a look of total adoration and a twisted smile crossed her painted lips. She continued this for approximately 10 minutes gazing at me like someone would a brand new Cadillac they had just purchased. Quickly she stopped and place a clamp on each nipple connected with a short chain. Picking up the leash she attached it to the collar the lead me in a direction. She led me into the storage closet and placed me in the middle on the floor of course. This closet had clothing racks on either side and I was placed to be facing one with other directly behind me. After using a leather strap to secure my legs just above the knees she reached and pulled out a thin piece of rope. She quickly tied it around my balls and tied the free end to clothing bar behind me, making sure to lift me off the floor so I would not be resting on my striped ass. She then repeated this process with the other bar only looping the rope through the chain between the clamps on my nipples, pulling it tight and then tying it off. She then went back and tightened the rope pulling my balls, and then again retuning and pulling my nipples tighter and retying. She repeated this process a couple of times until i was effectively dangling by my balls and nipples supported by my knees. If she pulled them any tighter, it would have ripped off my nipples or stretched my balls. Satisfied she knelt down and faced me with the same wicked smile of satisfaction often seen on her face when placing me in such a predictiment. She reached out and began stroking my erect member and kissed me deeply with tongue and a great deal of passion. She nearly brought me to orgasm several times stopping just short and then continuing again. When she finished she buckled a leather blindfold over my eyes as tightly as she possibly could locking me in world of pain and darkness. Then i felt the rubber penis gag poking at my lips. They parted and it is inserted and buckled equally as tight.
i could not hear so it was impossible to tell if she were still there or had left me alone. i suspect she left as it seemed a good amount of time that went by with no indication of her presence. As the pain seeped into my body, not just my balls and nipples, but my limbs as well, all i could do was to wait and suffer for my Mistress. She had promised this was what i existed for and she was determined to make it true. To turn me into her torture toy, used for her sadistic pleasures, to become her faceless, nameless, helpless victim.
The time seemed to pass very slow as I tried as best I could to become comfortable. The pain in my nipples and balls has been escalating, and adding to the discomfort of the obvious, my limbs were also beginning to ache wickidley under the extreme duress of the bondage I had been placed in. Sexual frustration was also holding me in it’s aweful grip. Mistress seems to know how to keep me on the edge at all times and without the possibility of release, she takes great delight in using her teasing techniques as one of her most horrible forms of torture. What makes it so horrible is there is no physical pain involved, but mass amounts of overwhelming pleasure and then to be left without release. i can hear her laughing as she ices my aching genitals and places them back into the cruel chastity device she forces me to wear almost always. “Poor baby” she will coo into my ear, “are you soooo horny?” “I would love to help you but then I wouldn’t be keeping my promise to you now would I?” “You know I promised you would never have another orgasm as long as I’m alive.”
Suddenly my day dream has been broken as i feel someone begin stroking my cock. It is extremely hard due to my thoughts on my Mistress placing me in chastity. i assume it is my Mistress bringing me to a boiling point with a gloved hand. i can see the knowing grin on her face as she sees how hard i am for her, even in her absence. The stroking continues until i am brought right up to the point of orgasm…..but then denied 4 or 5 times. After she is finished tormenting me with sexual frustration, i feel the ropes tighten on my nipples and then my balls. AAAhhhhgg! I was sure they could not have been drawn any tighter but to my dismay she was able to pull me to an even greater level of despair……then she was gone again. How long am i to wait for her now, left once again in the darkness to endure terrible pain and seemingly endless suffering with only the scent of her left behind for me dream of her and want her even more. She seemingly knows no mercy in how she is able to torture me without remorse or guilt, or any concern as to how i am able to cope.
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
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.
Property of Mistress 3
Trying to maneuver through the list of tasks Mistress had given me was extremely difficult. My ass had been plugged, ankles chained together only six inches apart limiting my ability to walk, not to mention the extremely high heels locked on to my feet with the chain connected to my balls leading to the hobble chain between my ankles, so short it kept me in a crouched position. My hands had also been chained to a restrictive waist bondage device limiting my ability to reach forward. i had also been forced to wear a maids dress with a built in corset laced so tightly it made it difficult to breath. Next i was gagged and placed in a leather helmet with no opening for the mouth and a second hood made of rubber mimicking the face of a lustful slut needing a good fucking all rounded out with a stiff posture collar locked around my neck. My Mistress had warned me if the assigned chores were not finished or they were not completed to her standard of excellence i would be severely punished. To make things even worse, i had no idea how long she would be gone so i was attempting to do her bidding with great haste. Based on my situation, i was only able to walk by supporting my weight by holding on to something or i was forced to crawl. i had managed to finish the tasks assigned in a short period of time however. Understanding Mistresses punishment methods provides great motivation even under great duress.
As i have been trained i went to the basement/dungeon and knelt to wait for my Mistresses return. As soon as my knees hit the floor i heard her enter through the front door. There was also the sound of a mans voice. They were talking and laughing and then I didn’t hear them for a while. After about 20 or 30 minutes i could hear the click of heels on the hard floors and then the door to the basement open. My Mistress entered and i lowered my head in a submissive position.
“I see you have been busy slave” she sneered. “Did you have a good time while I was out?” she asked in a mocking tone.
She had walked up to me and i could see her heels, five inch pumps with her feet encased in black stockings. She reached down and pulled my head up to look her in the eye. She was wearing a black garter to compliment the stockings. She also had a black bra on cut low enough to expose her pierced nipples and complimenting her full cleavage. She was a vision of pure desire and my pain is to know i will be denied pleasure and left with an unending need to serve her, to please her and to suffer for her. And she has always been more than happy to fulfill her end of the deal.
She was smiling her evil smile of both knowing my future fate and her pleasure in bringing it to reality.
“You must know how much I love you slave.” She says, her eyes glistening against mine, “How you belong to me, to suffer in pain and frustration and knowing you will never be a man again.” “I know you want me” she pants with her face close to mine, “but you will never know pleasure from me other than teasing you into insanity and leaving you to moan pitifully into the night.”
Looking into her eyes i could feel her sincerity and her genuine need to own me and to make into what she ultimately desires. She began releasing me from my bondage, starting with the collar and then the helmets. After a short time i was released from all bondage with exception of the chastity device and the leather belt around my waist and running between my legs holding the cruel plug firmly in my tortured asshole. While she was working on me she explained she had brought home a man who was going to fuck her and make her cum and she would make him cum, a luxury i would be denied of course. This was to further my training in humiliation. How she longed to see tears run down my face, not from physical pain but from the pain of humiliation. She had me suck each nipple knowing it would only drive me crazy and cause my caged dick to quiver in its steel prison. She forced a gag into my mouth, a leather ball held into place with a wide strap pressing down and holding it firmly between my lips. Then she laid me on my back and sat on my face, her dripping pussy smearing all over my face. Of course her scent was making me insane. Our eyes met with me looking up at her between her legs. Of course she was smiling that grin of pleasure derived from inflicting expert cruelty.
“Now I am going to have a man fuck me and bring me pleasure, something I can’t get from a hopeless and pathetic wretch like you.” She mocked as she lubricated my face in her musky woman scent. “You can only bring me pleasure by suffering at my hand.” “Oh and how you do bring me pleasure my pet.” “As I’m getting fucked, my greatest pleasure will come from knowing you are watching and wanting as I am sucking a real mans cock, taking him deep in me and accepting his seed.” She continues in her usual mocking tone. “Of course this a pleasure you will never know again as long as you live, no matter what.” She giggled as she hopped up off my face.
Quickly she laced me into a leather arm binder as tightly as possible and used leather straps to encase my torso and pull my bound arms even tighter to my body. She locked the leather posture collar around my neck and attached a leash. She then re-fettered my ankles so i would be able to walk.
“This guy wants to fuck me so bad, I told him the only way he could is if my slave can watch.” She giggled as she worked on my bonds, making sure they are secure. “He is not into this but he agreed anyway.” “I wonder what he will think when he sees you for the first time?” She purrs as she takes the leash and leads me to follow her.
“Stay on your knees slave, and don’t you dare embarrass me.”
I was force to follow her on my knees and even all the way up the stairs. She seems to have no patience in allowing me to negotiate the stairs on my knees as she continues to tug and pull on the leash. “Hurry up dammit.” She growls “You must want another taste of my whip to help you”.
i would have told her that wasn’t the case if I weren’t so cruelly gagged. Of course all my effort went into keeping up with her to avoid any further negative attention and i managed, with her constant tugging on the leash. As we maneuvered through the house i negotiated the second flight of stairs up to her bedroom as she began to speak to me in her low and excited tone. “I think you will like Roy, he’s quite the stud and incredibly horny”. “He’s going to do things to me you can only dream about and I am going to give him a night to remember and you lucky slave…..will get a ring side seat to witness all the action. “Of course you will not participate in any way other than viewing”. “For you to have actual sex…..well, it’s just not allowed huh baby.” She said looking back at me with a coy smile across her perfect lips.
We entered her bedroom and Roy was already naked and in her bed waiting. He was magnificent to say the least, even though i’m not gay. He must be 6’ tall at least with blond hair, a little curly and long enough to have a slightly messed up look but still stylish. He was lean and muscular at the same time with a prominent 6 pack showing behind his massive erection pointing toward the ceiling with his hand stroking it slowly.
“Well here’s my slave I told you about, what do you think?” My Mistress chirped proudly. i actually felt proud because i could tell she was very proud to display me regardless of this mans attitude toward our lifestyle.
“Jesus Christ” Roy almost jumped out of the bed at the site of me, “What have you done to this poor bastard?”
“I told you lover boy, he’s my slave” my Mistress began. “And not just any slave, he gets off on pain believe it or not.” “And” she continued, “I get off on inflicting pain on him, in fact; I often lay awake devising ways to torture him and make him suffer”. “He is always in some form of bondage, never allowed to orgasm or have sex and makes no decisions on what happens in his life”.
“Wow” Roy exclaimed somewhat bewildered “and he’s agreed to let you do these things to him?”
“Well sort of” my Mistress stated with a coy smile on her face and leading me over to the foot of the bed.
“What do you mean” Roy asked?
“He merely agreed to be my slave.” She explained “after that he had no right to dictate what would happen to him from that point on.” “My only obligation was to help him understand what it would mean to be my slave prior to his commitment.” “I wanted him to know how extreme his treatment would be, how deep he would evolve into being a slave and that he would no longer be a man” she continued to explain as she attached my collar chain to the foot of the bed.
My Mistress attached me to foot of the bed by a chain padlocked to my collar. It held me on my knees right at the front of the bed and wouldn’t give me the ability to back away or duck. Next she chained my balls to the bottom of the foot board. The bondage she placed me in ensured that i would be a witness of whatever act was to take place in the bed before me. She finished me off with a tight pair of nipple clamps.
“Holy shit, doesn’t that hurt?” Roy almost shouted as he watched the clamps bite into my nipples.
“Of course it does.” My Mistress stated as she reached up and kissed me through the gag. “You see Roy, my slave is my only true love.” She spoke to him while looking me in the eye with a satisfied smile glowing on her face. “Even though I was clear to him that he gave up everything when he agreed to be my slave, I think he is still surprised at what I am capable of…..but now it’s to late for him.”
“What do you mean” Roy asked.
“What I mean is that he is not allowed to back out of this relationship now, he is owned and I will never, ever set him free.” She said as she slips onto the bed next to him and begins stroking his cock with her hand. He had stopped once he laid eyes on me.
“Of course the pathetic worms prick is absolutely rock hard straining against the cage I have it locked into right now so it’s clear he wouldn’t back out even if he could.” She continued as she smoothed her body into his and moved her mouth close to his ear, dropping her voice into a lower, husky sex tone. “You see, the poor bastard is screwed because he actually needs me, if I set him free he would be far more miserable than I make him with the horrible tortures I inflict, in fact he would beg me to take him back, wouldn’t you baby.” She said shooting a glance my way.
i responded with a brief nod to confirm she is correct. It’s true, i could not imagine being without my Mistress. She is perfect for me and often i wish this was not the case for obvious reasons but it is.
As these thoughts run through my mind my Mistress slips down between her lovers legs and takes his prick into her mouth and begins to suck and slurp looking me directly in the eye. She is speaking to me with her eyes. “See baby, this is what you will never experience again, yet I am here pleasuring a strange man rather than you.”
Roy’s prick begins to swell in her mouth, she begins to moan as she slips his cock out of her mouth and licks up and down the underside of the shaft, focusing on the sensitive area just under the head.
“Can you imagine what this would feel like on your slave cock pet?” My Mistress coos at me between slurps. “MMMM.” She continues, “You must be in hell knowing that not only will you never have your slave cock sucked, but you will never have sex or another orgasm ever.” Her tone is now harsh and matter of factly as she slips her lips back around her studs cock and engulfs it completely. She maintains eye contact with me as she begins to get serious on the dick in her mouth. Roy’s eyes are now rolling back in their sockets as a moan escapes from his mouth. Obviously Mistress is doing a bang up job. i am watching her bob up and down, the whole while staring me in the eye with a smirky smile on her face. Again, speaking to me with her expression rather than words. Suddenly, she removes the cock from her mouth, quickly slips her panties off and turns around and mounts her stud. She now has her back to me but i watch her beautiful pussy being slammed by this massive prick. In and out, gushing pre-cum fluid from my Mistress. Both are moaning and i hear my Mistress come. They slow down for a moment, my Mistress climbs off the prick and lays on her back with her head right in front of me. I am literally at the top of her head.
“Shove that cock in my pussy.” She says to Roy but looking up and making eye contact with me.
“Don’t you wish this was you pet?” She whispers as Roy slips into her, “Driving your cock into this pussy.” “But you will never know what this pussy feels like” She continues as she drifts off from the pleasure being applied from Roy’s obvious expertise in fucking.
Her eyes are now shut and her mouth open in an abandoned moan of pure pleasure. Roy is now drilling her and looking me in the eye as he does. I really would like to know what he is thinking as he looks at my bound and gagged form forced to witness this display of hot sex. Does he realize he’s merely a toy for my Mistress to use against me. He is nothing more than a pair of nipple clamps, or a whip. Just a device used to inflict pain upon this poor helpless slave.
Suddenly my Mistress makes him pull out and she uses a cloth to clean her juices from his prick and takes him in her mouth once again. She positions herself so i am able to see very clearly her efforts on this rock hard shaft. She is looking me in the eye as she franticly works the cock with her mouth and tongue. Roy begins to buck and orgasm she slows and i witness his cock pulsing as she takes his hot semen in her mouth. It’s clear she is not swallowing. Once Roy’s orgasm begins to subside she pulls her mouth off his prick. Her mouth is full of jiz which she spits into my face.
“This is cum slave, something that will never escape your prick again.” “Look at it and taste it bitch, it’s the closest thing to an orgasm you will ever experience.” Her tone is stern and mocking. “How’s that fat useless prick of yours doing anyway all locked up in it’s cage?” she continues to mock as she takes the chain between the nipple clamps and pulls hard. Pain shoots through me as drinks in my look of pain and despair she has created. She is thrilled.
Roy enters her again from the rear banging her doggy style, she is facing me and beginning to lose herself in the throws of pleasure once again. She reaches forward and braces herself by placing her hands on my shoulders and resting her forehead on mine. She begins bucking wildly in what is obviously a grand orgasm and it being her second o the night. Once her orgasms subsides she falls to the mattress completely spent and Roy does the same.
After a minute or two of rest my Mistress gets out of bed, goes to the rest room and returns with a leather helmet. This particular helmet is loose fitting with holes in the nasal area for breathing but it’s not real restrictive. However it does rob of the ability to see.
“How did you like the show pet?” she asks mockingly as she applies the hood and seals me into a world of darkness. “It’s all over for now so why don’t you try and get some rest.” “I know Roy and I will.”
She removes the nipple clamps and i feel her caressing my chest, stopping briefly at each nipple for a little tweek. This causes me to flinch from the already present pain of the nipple clamps being removed. Her hand trails down to my caged member and she cups it in her hand while playing with my nipples with the other.
“Oh, does baby want to come?” she purrs at me in her husky mocking tone. “Roy just had a huge orgasm and I bet it was hard for you to watch knowing you will be denied again and always.” She continued.
She stops and i hear her crawl over to Roy and cuddle. “Nighty night slave.” she purrs as she curls into her warm bed with Roy, leaving me in uncomfortable bondage which appears to be for the night.
“Are you going to leave him like that all night.” i hear Roy ask still unable to grasp the depths of my Mistresses cruelty.
“Of course I am lover, I told you he is only a slave and my hobby to make sure he is suffering at all times.” My Mistress replied.
“It doesn’t seem like he would be able to last through the night the way you have him, it seems like it would be to painful.” Roy said, still shocked that she would consider leaving me this way.
“First of all, like I said before, he doesn’t get to decide whether I free him or not and he can’t escape.” “So you see, he has no choice but to spend the night just as he is no matter how painful.” “Second,” my Mistress continued in a somewhat annoyed tone. “whether he can take it or not doesn’t concern me, he will take it.” “Now if this is to much for you grasp you can get out, or you can shut the fuck up so I can get some sleep.”
“Good night.” were the last words i heard as Roy and my Mistress drifted off to sleep leaving me with the pain starting to creep into my arms and legs due the length of time kept in the same position. It would be difficult for me to get any rest tonight, more difficult than usual. As my Mistress explained to Roy, there was no choice to be made by me, I would endure through the night and pray for morning and my brief moment of freedom between the bondages my Mistress would no doubt apply.
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