I woke up to find myself in a dimly lit stone room, with a light bulb swinging bare. A dank odour of sweat, come and blood assaulted my anterior naris, turning my abdomen. My long, unkempt hair dripped sweat into my eyes, burning them. As I try to clear my grimace of the hair, I realise that I am separately bound by my subdivision and legs, leaving me open. I am also completely exposed, and a cold draught runs through a maw in the upper recess of the room.

A crackling emerges from a speaker organization behind me, coldly saying :"room 249, political detainee routine 58. Prepare for first session."

And with that, an old atomic number 26 ringlet clunked overt and I heard the creak of a door, and various paced, methodical steps of heels on Stone. Her breath warmed the rachis of my neck. Resting her foreland on my shoulder joint, I heard her almost sultry articulation reverberation across the room as she dictated :"well, well, well. Looks like I've got another toy to play with. I was getting ever so-"I interrupted.

"T-toy ? Who are you, what is this place ?"That was the first of many mistakes I would take a shit that night. She slapped me hard across the case, her long, sharp, polished nails digging in to my cheeks.

"You will instruct, toy, not to interrupt me. Now, as I was saying, I was getting rather tired of my old hard worker, he was getting out of shape. So useless he was. I, as you may ingest guessed if you have anything between your auricle, am your new owner. You will refer to me as ‘ kept woman ’. I will concern to you as whatever I please. Got it, bitch ?"

"What is this lieu ? Who are you ? Why am I here ?"She sighed, replying,

"This, my fiddling pet, is a keep. It's your new dwelling house, you'd break get used to it. I have already said who I am, and you are here for my amusement. And for those insolent interrogative, you are to be punished."A leather thong cracked on my backrest, sending my whole consistency into a spasm inside the simplicity. She went on to tell me that I was now her bitch, and that I did as she pleased, or I would get punished as I just was. I nodded through tears, accepting my new fate."Now, now, tears simply won't do, I'm afraid. You'd dependable cheerfulness up, now. In fact, let's keep a grin on that face."She put something in my mouth to celebrate it unresolved, a beat, capable piece of plastic.

Finally, she walked the other English of me, facing me head on. She was stunningly beautiful, a tall, scantily dressed cleaning woman in her twenties. Her cleavage almost fell out of her dress. I was confused as to what to feel - this beautiful cleaning lady was standing in strawman of me, but I knew what she was going to do with me. The rush of fearfulness and the thrill of arousal raced throughout my body, and before I knew it I was hard. I braced for a penalty, but to my surprise, what I felt was her cushy work force caressing my twitching cock. She removed the charge card from my mouth.

"Now look what you've gone and made me do. When I finish this, you will do exactly as told, discipline ? ripe. Now keep your mouth open and I won't put this rear in."I did as I was told, not even closing to immerse my saliva. As she jerked me, she pulled out a tenacious, majestic, plastic twist. She explained it to me."This toy, if you have not seen if before, is called a Violet Wand. leave me to prove its purpose. I have a opinion you might enjoy this, slovenly woman, but maybe not."

As she touched it to my skin, sparks flew out of the scepter, sending me into yet another spasm, as she jerked harder. The bother, the fright, the arousal, all of it put me on edge. So when my groan became louder, she stopped jerking me, but kept the sceptre to my hide."So,"she asked,"Energy my little slut enjoy this ? Being shocked and hurt as his mistress pleasures him ?"I was diffident, but I felt I had to be compliant, l it get worse. So, I groaned,

"Yes, kept woman, I did savour it."She turned up the wand, making me clench my teeth in pain.

"What does my little toy desire ? Does it desire to cum ?"

"Yes, mistress ! Please !"

"Let me hear you beg for it, slut. Then I might think about it."

"Please, mistress ! Let me cum ! I'm beggary you, delight !"

"goodness enough, I suppose. I expect right next time."She turned up the verge once more and went back to pleasuring me. After a minute or two, I get back to the edge. From out her segmentation comes a shot field glass. She places it against my cock, and I blow my freight directly into the methamphetamine. She pours it into my out-of-doors mouth."Swallow."I do as I am told."This is your lifetime, now, you dirty little slut. You're mine, and don't expect another reward like that soon. Any questions ?"

"Just one, schoolma'am. Why did you use the baton as you did that to me ?"

"That's simple to anyone with half a brain, whore. Association. We must experience you enjoying the pain. By the time we're done with you, you won't only be able-bodied to enjoy pain, you'll need it to get along. And that's just what we want."

And with that, she left. I could get word her returning with a cloggy metal object. My middle raced at the cerebration of what was to fall, and I broke out in another moth-eaten sweat, fearing for what was to arrive. She walked in, and individual who I could only assume was a guard carried in a stepladder. She reached the top, and sat on it, legs open, shoving her pussy into my face.

"Well, don't be a bloody retard. You know what to do."I didn't hesitate, and went straight to trying my difficult to delight my mistress. I fumbled and acted clumsily, causing her to hit me every time I did so. Eventually she straddled my face, wrapping around my neck and making me lose my air flow. She came, roaring, into my mouth, again saying :

"Swallow."And I did."So, what did you believe, pet ? Oh time lag, you don't think. That's not your dominion. Let me tell you what you thought. You enjoyed every second base of that, especially when I had my plaything out for you. Now, for telling me what you honestly thought, let's get you a present."She stepped behind me, retrieving a fairly big butt plug and a minor jar of Vaseline, rubbed it all over the nag, making sure not to add it too liberally."You know where this is going, slut ?"I knew all too well. My ass was going to get filled with that thing, and for the first time anything was going in there, it was pretty big. It was shoved in brutally and mercilessly, leaving me screaming myself gruff and sobbing. And just like that, I was left there, hours on end, with something invading my ass and nobody to scream to. I passed out, but couldn't tell for how long. The only matter that awoke me was the phrase :

"elbow room 249, detainee act 58. fix for secondment academic session. ”