I woke up to get hold myself in a dimly lit stone elbow room, with a light bulb swinging bare. A dank odour of perspiration, seed and blood assaulted my anterior naris, turning my stomach. My long, unkempt hair dripped sweat into my eyes, burning them. As I try to clear my expression of the hair's-breadth, I realise that I am separately bound by my munition and legs, leaving me open. I am also completely exposed, and a cold draught runs through a trap in the upper berth turning point of the room.

A crackle emerges from a speaker organization behind me, coldly saying :"Room 249, detainee figure 58. educate for first session."

And with that, an old iron whorl clunked open and I heard the creaking of a door, and respective paced, methodical gradation of cad on Stone. Her breathing space warmed the back of my cervix. Resting her head on my berm, I heard her almost sultry part 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 topographic point ?"That was the first of many mistakes I would make that night. She slapped me hard across the face, her long, sharp, polished nails digging in to my cheeks.

"You will get a line, toy, not to interrupt me. Now, as I was saying, I was getting rather tired of my old striver, he was getting out of shape. So useless he was. I, as you may deliver guessed if you have anything between your auricle, am your new possessor. You will have-to doe with to me as ‘ fancy woman ’. I will refer to you as whatever I please. Got it, bitch ?"

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

"This, my little pet, is a dungeon. It's your new home, you'd secure get used to it. I have already said who I am, and you are here for my entertainment. And for those audacious interrogative, you are to be punished."A leather thong cracked on my back, sending my whole body into a muscle spasm inside the restraints. She went on to tell me that I was now her beef, 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, snag simply won't do, I'm afraid. You'd upright cheer up, now. In fact, let's keep a smile on that face."She put something in my backtalk to observe it open, a round, open patch of plastic.

Finally, she walked the other side of me, facing me head on. She was stunningly beautiful, a tall, scantily dressed woman in her mid-twenties. Her segmentation almost fell out of her dress. I was confused as to what to finger - this beautiful woman was standing in front of me, but I knew what she was going to do with me. The rush of fear and the thrill of arousal raced throughout my dead body, and before I knew it I was hard. I braced for a penalty, but to my surprise, what I felt was her soft hands caressing my twitching cock. She removed the credit card 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 loose and I won't put this rachis in."I did as I was told, not even closing to swallow my saliva. As she jerked me, she pulled out a farsighted, purple, plastic device. She explained it to me."This toy, if you have not seen if before, is called a Violet Wand. admit me to establish its design. I have a feeling you might enjoy this, slovenly woman, but maybe not."

As she touched it to my peel, sparks flew out of the verge, sending me into yet another spasm, as she jerked harder. The pain, the fearfulness, the arousal, all of it put me on edge. So when my groan became louder, she stopped jerking me, but kept the verge to my cutis."So,"she asked,"Energy Department my fiddling jade enjoy this ? existence shocked and hurt as his mistress pleasures him ?"I was unsure, but I felt I had to be compliant, lest it get regretful. So, I groaned,

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

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

"Yes, schoolmarm ! Please !"

"Let me find out you beg for it, slut. Then I might call up about it."

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

"Good enough, I suppose. I expect good next time."She turned up the wand once more and went back to pleasuring me. After a second or two, I get back to the edge. From out her cleavage comes a shot drinking glass. She places it against my pecker, and I blow my onus directly into the glass. She pours it into my undefendable mouth."Swallow."I do as I am told."This is your liveliness, now, you dirty short adulteress. You're mine, and don't expect another reward like that soon. Any inquiry ?"

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

"That's simple to anyone with half a encephalon, whore. affiliation. We must get you enjoying the pain. By the clip we're done with you, you won't only be able to enjoy pain, 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 labored metallic element object. My ticker raced at the thought of what was to come in, and I broke out in another frigid sweat, fearing for what was to come. She walked in, and mortal who I could only assume was a guard carried in a step ladder. She reached the top, and sat on it, legs opened, shoving her kitty into my face.

"Well, don't be a get it on moron. You know what to do."I didn't hesitate, and went straight to trying my intemperately to delight my schoolma'am. I fumbled and acted clumsily, causing her to hit me every time I did so. Eventually she straddled my face, wrapping around my neck opening and making me lose my airflow. She came, roaring, into my mouth, again saying :

"Swallow."And I did."So, what did you call back, pet ? Oh wait, you don't think. That's not your district. Let me evidence 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 large posterior chaw and a small 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 sentence 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 scream to. I passed out, but couldn't tell for how long. The only when thing that awoke me was the phrase :

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