I woke up to encounter myself in a dimly lit Stone way, with a light incandescent lamp swinging bare. A clammy olfactory property of sweat, semen and blood assaulted my anterior naris, turning my tummy. My long, unkempt hair dripped sweat into my center, burning them. As I try to acquit my typeface of the fuzz, I realise that I am separately bound by my arms and legs, leaving me open. I am also completely exposed, and a cold gulp runs through a muddle in the pep pill corner of the room.

A crackle emerges from a speaker scheme behind me, coldly saying :"Room 249, detainee routine 58. get up for first session."

And with that, an old atomic number 26 lock clunked unresolved and I heard the creak of a door, and respective paced, methodical footstep of hound on stone. Her breath warmed the backrest of my neck. Resting her head on my shoulders, I heard her almost sulphurous voice echo across the elbow 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 firstly of many mistakes I would make that Night. She slapped me hard across the typeface, her long, shrill, polished nails digging in to my cheeks.

"You will learn, toy, not to disturb me. Now, as I was saying, I was getting rather tired of my old slave, he was getting out of anatomy. So useless he was. I, as you may suffer guessed if you have anything between your ears, am your new possessor. You will touch to me as ‘ mistress ’. I will look up to you as whatever I please. Got it, bitch ?"

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

"This, my little pet, is a keep. It's your new home, you'd better get used to it. I have already said who I am, and you are here for my amusement. And for those barefaced questions, you are to be punished."A leather thong cracked on my back, sending my wholly body into a muscle spasm inside the constraint. She went on to tell me that I was now her squawk, 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, tear simply won't do, I'm afraid. You'd unspoiled cheer up, now. In fact, let's keep a smiling on that face."She put something in my rima oris to keep it unfastened, a beat, capable piece of music of plastic.

Finally, she walked the other incline of me, facing me head on. She was stunningly beautiful, a tall, scantily dressed woman in her mid-twenties. Her cleavage almost fell out of her dress. I was confused as to what to sense - this beautiful woman was standing in straw man of me, but I knew what she was going to do with me. The rush of fear and the tingle of arousal raced throughout my torso, and before I knew it I was severe. I braced for a punishment, but to my surprise, what I felt was her voiced script 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, set ? Good. Now hold your mouth undefendable and I won't put this backrest in."I did as I was told, not even closing to swallow my saliva. As she jerked me, she pulled out a long, violet, plastic device. She explained it to me."This toy, if you have not seen if before, is called a reddish blue Wand. Allow me to demonstrate its purpose. I have a feeling you might enjoy this, slattern, but maybe not."

As she touched it to my peel, sparks flew out of the wand, sending me into yet another spasm, as she jerked harder. The nuisance, the fear, the arousal, all of it put me on edge. So when my moan became louder, she stopped jerking me, but kept the sceptre to my skin."So,"she asked,"Does my little loose woman enjoy this ? Being shocked and hurt as his mistress pleasures him ?"I was unsure, but I felt I had to be compliant, lest it get worse. So, I groaned,

"Yes, mistress, I did enjoy it."She turned up the baton, making me clinch my teeth in pain.

"What does my picayune toy want ? Does it want to cum ?"

"Yes, mistress ! Please !"

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

"Please, schoolmistress ! Let me cum ! I'm begging you, please !"

"Good enough, I suppose. I expect better next time."She turned up the sceptre once more and went back to pleasuring me. After a min or two, I get back to the edge. From out her cleavage comes a crack glass. She places it against my rooster, and I blow my load directly into the deoxyephedrine. She pours it into my open mouth."Swallow."I do as I am told."This is your lifetime, now, you dirty picayune slut. You're mine, and don't expect another reward like that soon. Any questions ?"

"Just one, mistress. Why did you use the verge as you did that to me ?"

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

And with that, she left. I could hear her returning with a operose metallic element object. My tenderness raced at the view of what was to do, and I broke out in another cold sweat, fearing for what was to add up. She walked in, and someone who I could only assume was a guard carried in a stepladder. She reached the top, and sat on it, legs undefended, shoving her pussy into my face.

"Well, don't be a fucking moron. You know what to do."I didn't hesitate, and went straight to trying my hardest to please my mistress. I fumbled and acted clumsily, causing her to hit me every metre I did so. Eventually she straddled my fount, wrapping around my neck opening and making me misplace my airflow. She came, roaring, into my rima oris, again saying :

"Swallow."And I did."So, what did you call up, pet ? Oh time lag, you don't think. That's not your dominion. Let me tell you what you thought. You enjoyed every second gear of that, especially when I had my toy out for you. Now, for telling me what you honestly thought, let's get you a present."She stepped behind me, retrieving a fairly large butt plug and a humble jar of Vaseline, rubbed it all over the plug, 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 prison term anything was going in there, it was pretty big. It was shoved in brutally and mercilessly, leaving me screaming myself hoarse and sobbing. And just like that, I was left there, hours on end, with something invading my ass and cypher to squall to. I passed out, but couldn't tell for how yearn. The simply thing that awoke me was the phrase :

"Room 249, detainee number 58. Prepare for endorsement session. ”