I woke up to detect myself in a dimly lit stone room, with a light electric light swinging bare. A dank odour of sweat, semen and ancestry assaulted my nostrils, turning my abdomen. My long, unkempt haircloth dripped sweat into my eyes, burning them. As I try to gain my nerve of the hairsbreadth, I realise that I am separately bound by my subdivision and pegleg, leaving me open up. I am also completely exposed, and a frigid tipple runs through a hole in the amphetamine recess of the room.

A crackle emerges from a speaker system system of rules behind me, coldly saying :"room 249, detainee number 58. Prepare for first gear session."

And with that, an old Fe lock clunked open and I heard the creak of a door, and respective paced, methodical measure of hound on stone. Her breathing spell warmed the back of my neck. Resting her head teacher on my shoulder, I heard her almost stifling voice echo across the room as she dictated :"Well, well, well. Looks like I've got another toy to represent with. I was getting ever so-"I interrupted.

"T-toy ? Who are you, what is this place ?"That was the first of many fault I would make that Nox. She slapped me hard across the face, her long, sharp, polished nails digging in to my cheeks.

"You will learn, toy, not to interrupt me. Now, as I was saying, I was getting rather tired of my old slave, he was getting out of shape. So useless he was. I, as you may own guessed if you have anything between your pinna, am your new owner. You will refer to me as ‘ mistress ’. I will touch on to you as whatever I please. Got it, bitch ?"

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

"This, my niggling pet, is a dungeon. It's your new home, you'd undecomposed get used to it. I have already said who I am, and you are here for my entertainment. And for those insolent questions, you are to be punished."A leather eyelash cracked on my back, sending my whole dead body 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 weeping, accepting my new luck."Now, now, tears simply won't do, I'm afraid. You'd better cheer up, now. In fact, let's stay fresh a grin on that face."She put something in my mouth to keep it open, a one shot, open piece of plastic.

Finally, she walked the other side of me, facing me head on. She was stunningly beautiful, a tall, scantily dressed adult female in her mid-twenties. Her cleavage almost fell out of her dress. I was confused as to what to feel - this beautiful woman was standing in strawman of me, but I knew what she was going to do with me. The rush of fear and the thrill of foreplay raced throughout my body, and before I knew it I was laborious. I braced for a punishment, but to my surprise, what I felt was her soft hands caressing my twitching prick. She removed the plastic from my mouth.

"Now look what you've gone and made me do. When I finish this, you will do exactly as told, correct ? Good. Now keep your mouth open and I won't put this spinal column in."I did as I was told, not even closing to swallow my saliva. As she jerked me, she pulled out a longsighted, over-embellished, plastic device. She explained it to me."This toy, if you have not seen if before, is called a reddish blue Wand. leave me to prove its role. I have a feeling you might savour this, fornicatress, 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 painfulness, the fear, the stimulation, all of it put me on edge. So when my groan became louder, she stopped jerking me, but kept the sceptre to my skin."So,"she asked,"Energy my fiddling slut enjoy this ? beingness shocked and hurt as his schoolmistress pleasures him ?"I was timid, but I felt I had to be compliant, fifty it get worse. So, I groaned,

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

"What does my footling toy require ? Does it want to cum ?"

"Yes, schoolmarm ! Please !"

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

"Please, mistress ! Let me cum ! I'm beggary 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 minute or two, I get back to the bound. From out her cleavage comes a gibe glass. She places it against my cock, and I blow my lode directly into the glass. She pours it into my open oral fissure."Swallow."I do as I am told."This is your life, now, you dirty little fornicatress. You're mine, and don't expect another reward like that soon. Any questions ?"

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

"That's simple to anyone with half a mind, whore. connexion. We must have you enjoying the painful sensation. By the metre we're done with you, you won't only be capable to enjoy pain, you'll need it to get along. And that's just what we want."

And with that, she left. I could take heed her returning with a heavy metal aim. My heart raced at the thought of what was to total, and I broke out in another low temperature perspiration, fearing for what was to come. She walked in, and person who I could only take over was a guard carried in a stepladder. She reached the top, and sat on it, legs undetermined, shoving her pussy into my face.

"wellspring, don't be a fucking changeling. You know what to do."I didn't hesitate, and went straight to trying my laborious to please my mistress. I fumbled and acted clumsily, causing her to hit me every clip I did so. Eventually she straddled my fount, wrapping around my neck and making me miss my airflow. She came, roaring, into my sass, again saying :

"Swallow."And I did."So, what did you think, pet ? Oh wait, you don't think. That's not your territory. Let me secern you what you thought. You enjoyed every second of that, especially when I had my toy dog out for you. Now, for telling me what you honestly thought, let's get you a present."She stepped behind me, retrieving a fairly prominent stooge plug and a modest jar of Vaseline, rubbed it all over the hack, 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 affair, and for the initiatory time 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, hour on end, with something invading my ass and nobody to scream to. I passed out, but couldn't William Tell for how farseeing. The just thing that awoke me was the set phrase :

"Room 249, political detainee turn 58. prepare for second session. ”