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i heard the creek of the cold steel door open. It startled me from the sleep i had managed fall into sometime during my night of extreme discomfort. I had been placed in a metal box with small holes for air. The box itself is 4’ by 4’ by 5’ long. It kept me from standing or extending my body to its full length. Not to mention i had a thick leather discipline helmet laced very snugly to my head. It had no eye or mouth holes, only small holes for my nostrils. my mistress placed small tubes through the holes and into my nose to ensure i could breathe through the night. It was also padlocked on with a series of buckles and straps to ensure it’s tightness and making it impossible to remove without the key which remained in my Mistresses possession. It also connected to a 3” stiff leather collar padlocked around my neck. Prior to locking the device snugly around my head, she had stuffed my mouth with her panties. She was concerned about my mouth getting to dry through the night so she was kind enough to soak them in her sweet piss before stuffing them into my mouth. i did mention there was no opening for the mouth area so there was no way to spit them out and avoid the bitter taste of my Mistresses urine. She also had my hands cuffed with a short chain between them and my ankles locked together. My cock was also locked into the ever present chastity device she forced me to wear as well. Other than that i was kept naked.
i felt something attach to the D ring at the front of my throat on the collar and then a tug to signal me to exit the metal prison.
“Did my pet get a good nights rest” she asked in a mocking coo, “I hope so you are going to need your rest to get through what I have planned for you today”.
i mumbled and half sobbed through the piss soaked panties filling my mouth a plea for her to have mercy on me if only for a short time.
“Oh come on now baby” she cooed as I felt her stroke the leather hood she had locked me into. “You know you don’t want me to treat you any differently than the shitty piece of slave meat your are”. “You would be begging me bind and torture in only a matter of minutes” she added with a giggle and pulling on the leash and dragging from me the personal hell she had created for me. “I wouldn’t want to disappoint my perverted little piece of shit slave now would I” she continued in a sweet yet mocking tone. i felt her drop the leash and walk away. She was wearing stiletto heels from the sound i could hear. When she walked back over to me i felt her attach something to my wrist cuffs and walk away again. I could hear her turning a crank which drug me to my feet by my wrists. She wasn’t satisfied until I was standing stretched completely upright yet still able to stand on the flats of my feet. This didn’t last long as she unlocked my ankles and attached a spreader bar. With my legs spread i was forced to stand on my toes.
“Oh does my poor little cock need some space” she cooed as she reached to my incased penis. She then unlocked it with a key she produced and removed it. She then began stroking my cock with one hand and toying with my nipples with the other. “Good morning lover boy” she said as she continued to play with her cock and nipples. After a short time of this and getting me completely aroused, she removed the discipline helmet and pulled her panties from my mouth. She said nothing as she stroked my sweat soaked head with a sweet, almost innocent smile on her ruby red lips. As my eyes adjusted to the light i could see she looked spectacular in her skin tight leather cat suit. Her suit did little to hide her spectacular breasts. The cat suit had holes in front with her beautiful nipples peeking through. How i longed to have them in my mouth and to hear her moan with pleasure as i suck and nibble each one. Working my down her hourglass figure, the suit also left her vaginal region exposed so as to use me for her pleasure when she wished. My Mistress often used me for her pleasure, but none was ever afforded me. She often stated my lot was to suffer for her as this was her greatest delight and brought her a great deal of satisfaction. Of course I was right about the boots. She wore patent black leather boots ending just below the knees and sporting six inch heels.
I was brought back to reality as she pulled my head back and kissed me deeply on the lips, nibbling on them and working her way down, teasing my neck with her tongue. She often teased to point of no return only to lock my poor aching cock back into its cage and returning the key to the chain around her neck. It was the only key to the device i know of. She began stroking my now raging erection as she continued to kiss and suck my neck. This predictiment was very familiar to me. Bound helplessly, in pain and teased to a point no man should ever have to endure.
She stopped suddenly “Now, now pet” she whispered in my ear, close enough to feel her sweet hot breath. “Let’s not get to excited, after all you know you will never get to cum, I have complete control over this thing” she said giving it a painful flick with her finger. “Who controls this cock baby” she asked in a playful yet quiet and seductive voice?
“This cock belongs to you and you control it Mistress” i replied.
She smiled sweetly, “that’s right baby, it’s all mine, you are all mine”
With that she removed the leash still attached to the collar and walked over to her wall of implements and picked up a leather snake tongue whip. Without hesitation she walked back over and laid it hard across my chest looking me in the eye the whole time. The look in her eyes never ceases to amaze me. It’s obvious she loves what she is doing to me with the whip. It crosses my chest at least a dozen times leaving vicious red welts before i begin to howl and shake in my bonds. At this point the look of absolute focus leaves her face and replaced with her almost angelic smile as she steps closer to me and strokes my chest with her blood red nails bringing a short lived soothing feeling.
“Oh come on now baby, I’m only warming you up” she smiled sweetly looking me directly in the eye. “You have a lot more coming before I am finished with you this morning”.
With that she delivered another series of at least twenty blows to my chest and stomach. I began to scream loudly and try to avoid her blows. She steps into me and yanks my head back very hard by my hair.
“You will hold still you little bitch while I am whipping you” she said in her very angry voice and slapped my face hard. “Remember this is your life now and you will suffer greatly under my ownership. This is not punishment but if you fail me I will cause you pain so great you will be begging me to whip you”.
From experience i know this is true as i have suffered at her hands unspeakable tortures.
She delivered another twenty or so lashes to the same region. i was fighting back screams and the urge to thrash wildly in my bonds when she stopped.
Her angelic smile returned “Good boy my pet, you are learning”.
She turned and walked back to her toy collection and picked out a nice flogger made of hard leather strands and began to work on my back and ass. She whipped me for a solid hour with a variety of whips ending with her favorite, the bull whip. I was covered from head to toe in vicious red welts and sobbing uncontrollably and blubbering words that could not be understood. i knew better than to actually speak as she had not given me permission. After releasing my ankles from the spreader bar and my wrists from the chain above i dropped to the floor completely spent. A snap of her fingers was the signal for me to crawl over to her and start kissing her boots. I kissed and licked them with passion as she had trained me to do.
“That’s right slave, thank your Mistress for keeping a perverted wretch like you as her slave. You filthy little pig, look at my cock, it’s hard. You know you are a pervert, I just whipped you from head to toe and that little cock is as hard as it can get” she mocked and laughed while i worked to shine her boots with my tongue. “Get on your back”, she snapped!
i quickly scrambled and laid on my back as fast as i could manacled as I was. “Hands over your head”, she barked at me again. Satisfied with my position, on my back and wrists still bound together with the chain she began walking slowly around me. Her heels clicking menacingly as she moved.
“You are quite a site” she began “covered with whip marks and sweat, nasty hard cock sticking up” she finished with a kick to my protruding member. “You really don’t know what you’ve gotten yourself into do you”? She asked.
i could tell it was not a question she expected me to answer so i did not.
“I will torture you relentlessly and in return expect total devotion from you at all times”. “You will do my laundry, keep my closets and drawers organized, make sure the house is impeccable at all times and obey all commands immediately”. “Clean the soles of my boot slave” she said in her commanding bark! She had stopped near my head and began grinding the sole of her shoe into my mouth. i began to lick as ordered.
She continued as licked the bottoms of her boots passionately “If you fail to obey any of my commands you will be punished severely”. “I will never give the slightest concern to any of the discomforts I will cause you and I will modify your body and your behavior as I see fit”. “You will never have another word to say about anything that happens to you ever again”. “And another thing” She said with an evil grin on her face. She swung her leg to make sure i could make eye contact with her. She picked the key up around her neck and began to swing it back and forth. “As long as I am alive, you will never experience another orgasm in your own miserable little slave life”. “You will be trained to bring me to many glorious orgasms however” she mocked. “I’m actually planning to have your tongue pierced in several places to accentuate your efforts”. “After all, it is my personal sex toy and there really is no other use for it”. “The last thing, if I ever catch you thinking about anything other than how to please me you will be severely punished as well”. Is all of this clear to you slave?”
“Yes Mistress” i replied.
“Good because from this day forward your life will change” she said with a luscious smile on her ruby lips. “Actually, you have no life, it now belongs to me” she said laughing a sexy low sound.
“On your knees wretch” she snapped. “I need you to go to the shower and clean yourself up” she stated as she began to unlock the leather cuffs on both my ankles and wrists.
I did as instructed with my Mistress keeping a watchful eye on me, making sure i had no opportunity to touch myself in the process and giving instructions as though i had never bathed myself before. Once finished i dried myself from head to toe, again under her guidance. Snapping her fingers, she signaled me to kneel in front of her. After i complied she dressed me in leather straps around each ankle, wrists and another just above each elbow. After locking my ankles together she then locked my wrists to the elbow straps, my right wrist was crossed behind my back and locked to the left elbow and the other wrist was done in the same fashion pulling each forearm up and across the middle of my back. After she completed this she stuffed my ears with some kind of pliant putty and then cotton. She used duct tape to secure the cotton. i was almost completely deaf from this application but after she put a leather bondage helmet back on and locked it in place with collar and all i was unable to hear anything. This particular helmet She began to gently squeeze and manipulate my nipples. I gazed into her eyes. She returned my gaze, staring directly into my eyes. She had a look of total adoration and a twisted smile crossed her painted lips. She continued this for approximately 10 minutes gazing at me like someone would a brand new Cadillac they had just purchased. Quickly she stopped and place a clamp on each nipple connected with a short chain. Picking up the leash she attached it to the collar the lead me in a direction. She led me into the storage closet and placed me in the middle on the floor of course. This closet had clothing racks on either side and I was placed to be facing one with other directly behind me. After using a leather strap to secure my legs just above the knees she reached and pulled out a thin piece of rope. She quickly tied it around my balls and tied the free end to clothing bar behind me, making sure to lift me off the floor so I would not be resting on my striped ass. She then repeated this process with the other bar only looping the rope through the chain between the clamps on my nipples, pulling it tight and then tying it off. She then went back and tightened the rope pulling my balls, and then again retuning and pulling my nipples tighter and retying. She repeated this process a couple of times until i was effectively dangling by my balls and nipples supported by my knees. If she pulled them any tighter, it would have ripped off my nipples or stretched my balls. Satisfied she knelt down and faced me with the same wicked smile of satisfaction often seen on her face when placing me in such a predictiment. She reached out and began stroking my erect member and kissed me deeply with tongue and a great deal of passion. She nearly brought me to orgasm several times stopping just short and then continuing again. When she finished she buckled a leather blindfold over my eyes as tightly as she possibly could locking me in world of pain and darkness. Then i felt the rubber penis gag poking at my lips. They parted and it is inserted and buckled equally as tight.
i could not hear so it was impossible to tell if she were still there or had left me alone. i suspect she left as it seemed a good amount of time that went by with no indication of her presence. As the pain seeped into my body, not just my balls and nipples, but my limbs as well, all i could do was to wait and suffer for my Mistress. She had promised this was what i existed for and she was determined to make it true. To turn me into her torture toy, used for her sadistic pleasures, to become her faceless, nameless, helpless victim.
The time seemed to pass very slow as I tried as best I could to become comfortable. The pain in my nipples and balls has been escalating, and adding to the discomfort of the obvious, my limbs were also beginning to ache wickidley under the extreme duress of the bondage I had been placed in. Sexual frustration was also holding me in it’s aweful grip. Mistress seems to know how to keep me on the edge at all times and without the possibility of release, she takes great delight in using her teasing techniques as one of her most horrible forms of torture. What makes it so horrible is there is no physical pain involved, but mass amounts of overwhelming pleasure and then to be left without release. i can hear her laughing as she ices my aching genitals and places them back into the cruel chastity device she forces me to wear almost always. “Poor baby” she will coo into my ear, “are you soooo horny?” “I would love to help you but then I wouldn’t be keeping my promise to you now would I?” “You know I promised you would never have another orgasm as long as I’m alive.”
Suddenly my day dream has been broken as i feel someone begin stroking my cock. It is extremely hard due to my thoughts on my Mistress placing me in chastity. i assume it is my Mistress bringing me to a boiling point with a gloved hand. i can see the knowing grin on her face as she sees how hard i am for her, even in her absence. The stroking continues until i am brought right up to the point of orgasm…..but then denied 4 or 5 times. After she is finished tormenting me with sexual frustration, i feel the ropes tighten on my nipples and then my balls. AAAhhhhgg! I was sure they could not have been drawn any tighter but to my dismay she was able to pull me to an even greater level of despair……then she was gone again. How long am i to wait for her now, left once again in the darkness to endure terrible pain and seemingly endless suffering with only the scent of her left behind for me dream of her and want her even more. She seemingly knows no mercy in how she is able to torture me without remorse or guilt, or any concern as to how i am able to cope.
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