"You don't deserve a true collar yet. Maybe someday you will. It's something to suffer and strive for my pet... " She said looking into my eyes and dragging me roughly off the bed. I fell to the floor with a thud on my shoulder and hip. She laughed a little and kicked me in the side fairly hard with her boot.
"Get moving you fucking little slut... MOVE, MOVE... I don't have all day... you require a LOT of training... I said fucking MOVE!" She was kicking me and pulling me forward with the leash attatched to the choker collar.
I crawled the best that I could behind her and she stopped suddenly. She whipped me hard with her flogger and kicked me a few times with her boots.
"When I stop like that I expect you to BURY that slut tongue in my ass. I don't just mean lick, I MEAN BURY... I want you to taste my asshole!" She said with another whipping from the flogger. I buried my tongue deep in her crack and she smiled a very sadistic beautiful smile. It was amazing.
"Oh you little bitch, you just don't get it... Damn... She moved over the railing of the stairs and walked around the railing. Pulling me up by my choker collar she attached the leash to the railing. I was now standing with my hands and feet bound. Standing on my tip toes the choker chain cutting just slightly into my neck. It was such an off balance situation. Being in a normal house, not even a dungeon... and being treated like an animal. I was afraid and disoriented. It seems like minutes before we were chatting on the bed. Now I was completely naked and bound at the mercy of this sadistic dominatrix. We were taking it in steps, but it was definitely at her pace.
When she walked around to the front of me she stared into my eyes. She grabbed the choker chain and pulled it up toward her raising up my chin and suffocating me. She smacked me full open handed in the face over and over. The smacks were resonating in my ears. Tears started to fill my eyes.
"You aren't paying attention to me you little bitch. I DEMAND FULL attention at all times... Is that understood? IS IT?... ANSWER ME BITCH... " She screamed at me. My face must have been turning red.
"Yessuss uss myyy Mistsstreesss... " I struggled to get out. The feeling of strangulation overtook me. With that she produced her flogger as if from out of nowhere. She just started swinging it. The first stroke struck me full in the chest, and there was no break from the stroke. I instinctively turned away as the second stroke wrapped around my thigh and snapped my cock and balls. I cried out and struggled against my restraints. I turned my backside toward her and she just kept up the beating. I lost count of the strokes and they were much too fast for me to count. I was crying half way through. She kept on bringing the punishment. I couldn't move without strangling myself. The tears streamed down my face and she finally stopped. Gripping my chin she turned me back around to face her. Smiling at the angry red mark that ran down the length of my shaft and ending on my right testicle.
"Are you learning yet? Are you learning what it means to be owned? Do you understand that I take pleasure from your whimpers? Do you realize how sadistic I can be? Do you WANT to piss me off you fucking little slut?" She slapped my face hard with the other hand. So hard it knocked my face out of her other hand. Grabbing the choker she ripped it back into her hand and slapped me again, and again. The tears and cries just flowing out of me now.
"Please my Mistress.. oooh please... please... " I cried out.
"Please what bitch, please what? Beg for me to stop slapping you... beg bitch... I said BEG..." She kept slapping me in the face. The stings penetrated me. Her other hand held my head in place with her grip on the choker collar.
"Ohh, please my Mistress.. please don't punish me anymore... pleassseeeeee... " I was sobbing uncontrollably. Broken in the first ten minutes. She smiled a very large smile.
"MMm.. oh pet, oh you'll be ok... It's ok... stop crying." She stroked my cheek with her gloved hand. Her other hand untying me from the railing. I fell in a heap on the floor. Sobbing and broken. She leaned down and stroked my back with her hands. She whispered in my ear.
"Oooh pet, it's ok. Your Mistress is here. While you are down there, sweet little pet... stick out your tongue and lick my boot. Just lick it. Just stick out your tongue and put it on my boot. Such a good little pet. Your Mistress loves you so much... just give me that tongue... such a good boy... such a sweet pet." She was talking so softly like a mother comforting a child. I stuck out my tongue and put it on the heel of her boot. She laughed a sweet laugh. The kind of laugh that a person laughs that is in complete control.
"I'm going to go into the other room for just a moment pet. Just lay here, it'll be ok. I'll just tie you to the bottom railing. It'll be ok love. I'll be right back." She said and she walked away. I looked at her speechless as she walked away. Her heels clicking on the floor and her legs and ass moved in an amazing erotic way. I loved the sight of her. She absolutely dominated everything about me.
I lay there unable to move for what must have been five minutes. The tears dried on my face and I had just enough time to think about what I had gotten myself into. A key slid into the front door. Panic ran through my body. My face turned white and I was paralyzed with fear. The front door was only feet away and here I am completely naked except a choker collar and leather wrist and ankle restraints. I couldn't have run away even if I wanted to. I did want to... I was the definition of scared.
The door opened and a very tall woman walked through it. She shut the door behind her and I could only assume that it was my Mistress' roommate. She was tall and very attractive. She was wearing jeans and t-shirt with heeled boots. Her jacket was half unzipped and the cold air gave me goosebumps as it hit me. She turned and looked down at me. Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes got huge. Her hands dropped to her sides.
"What the FUCK is this?" She screamed. "Why are you here? How dare you be naked here in this house you little fucking pervert. She came over and kicked me in the thigh very hard and the kicks kept coming. Her boots were striking me. I was absolutely speechless. Moving on the floor unable to stand or even crawl away. I could only struggle to not be hit by the force of her kicks. "You think you can just come here and do this perverted shit... God... you are a sick little prick." She was still screaming when my Mistress walked around the corner laughing.
"Well hello Sis. I see you've met my pet?" She said calmly leaning up against the wall. Her hand on her hip and looking beautiful.
"Oh, hi Sis... yes, I was just telling your little bitch here how worthless SHE is..."
"Yes, I was just introducing her to a little bit of her new life." my Mistress said. I couldn't hide the absolute shock on my face. I was so ashamed that I had embarassed both myself and my Mistress in front of her roommate, but it seemed that she was having a bit of fun with me. It seemed like that was going to be something that I should get used to experiencing.
"Why is this little bitch so hairy? My GOD look at all that hair. Sluts just aren't supposed to HAVE that much hair. I do like the words on that thing's clitoris. 'Mistress' toy'... I like that a lot." She said poking me over and over again with her foot.
"Yes, I was just thinking the same thing. Why don't you drag her into the bathroom. I've got everything ready." my Mistress said. With that my Mistress' roommate grabbed my choker and pulled me very quickly along. Too quickly for me to possibly keep up in my bound state. When we got close to the door she was almost literally dragging me along the floor. I was scurrying to keep up and keep the flow of air constant to my lungs. When we got inside, she disappeared and my Mistress grabbed my handcuffs and attatched them to a hook attatched in the ceiling. She seemed very pleased. In this condition I could finally see my Mistress and her full glory. She was absolutely breathtaking. I took in her beauty in pieces because I don't think I could have handled all of her radiance at the same time. I looked down and saw a series of razors, both straight and safety type. A variety of shaving creams were also there.
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