3 Better to obey
(M/f, Abd, NC, Forced Chastity, Cage, Abuse)
By Kray Kray20@lycos.com
Although it is impossible to get used to such inhuman treatment, she has learned
to obey to every his order, every lack is in fact harshly punished in a variety
of ways.
For example a couples of months ago, he came to the cage, and threading his
hungry hands inside, he began, as usual, to painfully abuse her pussy and her
tits. During his amusement, he ordered Mary to sing for him, but she answered
him that she was in too much pain to be able to sing. He immediately gagged her
anew, and he got a couple of office elastics, with which he wrapped the almost
full urination sac. Mary's expression become suddenly astonish, for the first
time in a month she feels her bladder to fill, with her own cold urine. The
sensation rapidly passes from strange to unbearable as her bladder was in full
tension.
Although chained, she instinctively tries to ease the distress mentioning to
march in place, with meagre results, cause the minimum space and the good
pressure inside herself.
She frantically tried, moaning defeated, to plead him to forgive her, but it was
uselessly, he left her in that agony for whole the afternoon, releasing the
urination sac only the evening, when he usually lays her cage on the floor to
allow her to sleep, over the narrow rug that he thread behind her back among the
bars when she's still upright.
That evening, as he unplugged her mouth to get his evening blow job through the
bars, she properly apologized with him, hoping this way to avoid further
punishments, "Sir, forgive me, please. I've been so foolish, I will sing for you
right now if you are in the mood... hhaahhaa" but it was uselessly. First he
pushed between her teeth the ring gag, that it was not more necessary from about
two weeks, then he grabbed the nipples and the outer labial chains, and he
pulled them so hard that her already healed wounds restarted to bleed.
She was not able than busy herself, and chiefly her tongue, at her better on his
prick, even screaming loud for the pain.
<You have not understood yet who is in charge here, Mary. No matter what I
order you, you have to perform it, or you will pay hard. You have to be very
idiot to give me the chance to torture you more. I like to torture you, and I
will do it anyway, but with a good excuse it is more amusing>.
She already knows this, and in three months she had many chance to have
confirmations.
He finds always new ways to torture her abused body, only for fun... his fun.
Every day he select three-four new spots on which apply his wicked hard spring
clamps. No matter her morning pleads, he thread his cruel hands inside the
narrow cage and he calmly place them on her young flesh, enjoying her firsts
sufferance shivering, mauling and abusing her all over. She chiefly hate clamps
on her slender inner thighs and on her pert tits, hence he never forgets at
least one of those body parts. Then every other place is good: her back, her
buttocks, her pussy lips, even each feet finger are a good target for one day...
and often for the night too.
She has already screamed loud during the last three months, of course. She
starts to shiver and whine in fear as she sees him to approach her cage, cause
she knows that the result is almost always the same: pain.
Now and again he take a whip and he tries to whip her, but while the cage
protects some its content, he's not satisfied from the result, despite many
leashes hit anyway the target, causing Mary to fell in agony.
After many blows he shouts in anger of disappoint and he put her in excruciating
pain other way.
Sometimes he hangs weights to each piercing chain, causing Mary to pass her
pleasant journey on her tiptoe, in the vain attempt to ease the hurt.
Sometime he thread a special slick wooden board between her smooth thighs,
supporting it on the horizontal cage bars. The wooden board is shaped in the way
that it stays vertically, and its height is studied to lift both Mary feet off
the floor. Because he's really ruthless, prior to insert that Mary personal
wooden horse, he unplug her asshole, avoiding any minimal lessening of her
anguish over the wood blade.
The fear of the wooden horse is so high in Mary mind, that often she faints
still before to be lifted over it. But it is not an escape, cause he waits her
waking, before to proceed ahead, among her pain roars.
<I really like you over the wooden horse, Mary> he said harshly squeezing
both her guilty tits <There, your agony is plain, continuous and deliciously
atrocious. I can't exempt myself from keep you there for long and from abuse you
in the meanwhile too>.
What she have to hope ? To be released from that narrow cage? Not at all: <I
don't know yet when I will allow you, if I ever do, to get out from the cage. I
would crave to whip you properly, and to get you around over each my torture
instruments, for long days of exciting fun. And I crave to properly fuck your
both lower entrance too. But the joy on having you trapped there, forced whole
the day to stay upright in front of your proprietor, always full chained,
totally dependent from me, in constant expectation, in total frustration, and in
complete sexual pleasure deny, inebriate me so much that I prefer to continue to
abuse you like this> <At least, I own you, and I may do to you whatever I
like, how long I like... Your brand explains it explicitly too>.
By Kray
... Any comment of yours would be really appreciate ...
Kray20@lycos.com
