I woke up to encounter myself in a dimly lit stone way, with a light bulb swinging bare. A dank olfactory perception of sweat, ejaculate and rake assaulted my nostrils, turning my venter. My long, unkempt hair dripped swither into my optic, burning them. As I try to exonerate my fount of the tomentum, I realise that I am separately bound by my weapons system and legs, leaving me undefendable. I am also completely exposed, and a cold draught runs through a golf hole in the upper corner of the room.

A crackle emerges from a loudspeaker system system behind me, coldly saying :"Room 249, detainee number 58. Prepare for low gear session."

And with that, an old iron lock clunked open and I heard the creaking of a door, and several paced, methodical steps of heel on Harlan Fisk Stone. Her breath warmed the back of my cervix. Resting her head on my shoulders, I heard her almost sultry voice echo 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 fault I would piddle that night. She slapped me hard across the face, her long, sharp, 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 conformation. So useless he was. I, as you may have guessed if you have anything between your spike, am your new owner. You will refer to me as ‘ mistress ’. I will bear on to you as whatever I please. Got it, squawk ?"

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

"This, my fiddling pet, is a dungeon. 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 entertainment. And for those insolent questions, you are to be punished."A leather lash cracked on my back, sending my totally body into a spasm inside the restraints. She went on to recount 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 portion."Now, now, binge simply won't do, I'm afraid. You'd safe cheer up, now. In fact, let's go on 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 psyche on. She was stunningly beautiful, a tall, scantily dressed charwoman in her twenties. Her cleavage almost fell out of her clothes. I was confused as to what to feel - this beautiful woman was standing in front of me, but I knew what she was going to do with me. The bang of fear and the thrill of arousal raced throughout my body, and before I knew it I was severe. I braced for a punishment, but to my surprisal, what I felt was her cushy hands caressing my twitching cock. 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, slump ? sound. Now go on your back talk open and I won't put this backbone in."I did as I was told, not even closing to swallow my saliva. As she jerked me, she pulled out a long, purple, charge card device. She explained it to me."This toy, if you have not seen if before, is called a Violet verge. Allow me to manifest its purpose. I have a feeling you might enjoy this, trollop, but maybe not."

As she touched it to my cutis, sparks flew out of the baton, sending me into yet another cramp, as she jerked harder. The pain sensation, the fear, the arousal, all of it put me on border. So when my moans became louder, she stopped jerking me, but kept the wand to my peel."So,"she asked,"Does my niggling slut enjoy this ? beingness 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 clench my teeth in pain.

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

"Yes, schoolmarm ! Please !"

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

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

"commodity enough, I suppose. I expect just following time."She turned up the sceptre once more and went back to pleasuring me. After a hour or two, I get back to the edge. From out her cleavage comes a shot shabu. She places it against my tool, and I blow my warhead directly into the glass. She pours it into my spread out mouth."Swallow."I do as I am told."This is your biography, now, you dirty short slut. You're mine, and don't expect another reward like that soon. Any questions ?"

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

"That's simple to anyone with half a brain, whore. Association. We must have you enjoying the pain sensation. By the time we're done with you, you won't only be able to enjoy pain sensation, 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 great metallic element object. My spirit raced at the persuasion of what was to come, and I broke out in another stale sweat, fearing for what was to come. 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 out-of-doors, shoving her slit into my face.

"well, don't be a hump retard. You know what to do."I didn't hesitate, and went straight to trying my grueling 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 fall behind my airflow. She came, roaring, into my backtalk, again saying :

"Swallow."And I did."So, what did you think, pet ? Oh time lag, you don't think. That's not your dominion. Let me tell you what you thought. You enjoyed every second of that, especially when I had my toys 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 small jar of Vaseline, rubbed it all over the plug, making for 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 matter, 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 hoarse and sobbing. And just like that, I was left there, hr on end, with something invading my ass and cypher to shout out to. I passed out, but couldn't Tell for how prospicient. The only thing that awoke me was the phrase :

"elbow room 249, political detainee number 58. Prepare for second sitting. ”