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A Kind Mistress’ Revenge and an Ignorance Slave’s Redemption
I woke up, shockingly, see myself being hogtied naked in a mirror room. I was wearing nothing but a red soft rubber ball gag and a matching color dog collar.
“Where am i?” I wondered.
I saw Gurley, my ex friend, walked in. She is wearing transparent white blouse, short schoolgirl skirts, tie, and black boots. She is wearing black panties and bra.
“We met again” Gurley says, “You remember the last time you hurt my feeling?”
She untied my legs but leaves my hands tied and clips a dog leash on my collar. She leads me toward the kitchen. On the kitchen table there are green salad and red wine for one. On the ground there are dog food and water on dog bowls. Gurley forced me on my knee. Which is not difficult because I am weak from hunger and thirst.
“From now on, you will address me as Princess Gurley, you will not speak unless being spoken to. If you are lucky, if you are worthy enough. You will gain your name as slave tom. Now slave is your name, you have no name, you are nothing.” Princess Gurley barks with confidence.
“Now, eat,” the thought of dog food makes me want to vomit and Princess Gurley pushes my head into the dog bowls and speaking my ass.
I try my best to eat it and getting dog food all over my face. It takes me some time to finish.
Princess Gurley looked at the result and say, “it took you 5 minutes to finished, and there will be 15 whipping.” Princess Gurley takes a horse whip and rings it down on my defend less body. I can do nothing.
Right after Princess Gurley forces my face on the floor and barks, “use your tongue”
I submissive lick off the dog food on the expensive looking marble floor. Princess Gurley encourages me by more whipping.
At 10:00, Princess Gurley drags me from a lawn mower and she is driving it under a big umbrella. I am moaning defend less on the big and green maintained lawn.
Princess Gurley orders me to stand up, then tied my hands over my head on some tree branch. She hoses me with freezing cold water although it is August. Then Princess Gurley use soup all over my greenish body.
Princess Gurley uses a big old toilet bush to wash all over me except my face and uses an old car wash bush to wash my face and bush my teeth. She hoses me down with cold water again. … Princess Gurley then disappears and leave me alone dripping wet under August sun.
While I am hanging under the tree. I recalled how I hurt Princess Gurley..
I never and never have a change to express my depression, my sorrows after she left. It should be my change to communicate with her.
Suddenly, I see Princess Gurley comes back with the same outfit.
I speaks with my low submissive voice, “Princess Gurley, may this slave have permission to speak?”
Princess Gurley says, “Speak, slave!”
Princess Gurley, please accept this slave’s apology. This slave admit this slave hurt you, this slave admit this slave’s ignorance hurt you. This slave did not know how wonderful Princess Gurley is until Princess left this slave. This slave has been seeking counseling. This slave has been improving. There are hole in this slave’s heart after Princess Gurley left this slave…”
“Stop, slave,” Princess Gurley barks, “open your mouth and extend your tongue.”
Princess Gurley inserts a ring gag into my mouth and clips a clip with long chain on my tongue, with the other end tied to a tree.
“So you won’t say anything stupid or put your foot in your mouth, slave.” Princess Gurley says sarcastically, and leaves me alone again.
I fall asleep…
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I suddenly feels cold water hoses on me and wake up, and find out it is already sunset. Princess Gurley looks very sexy behind the reddish clouds and setting sun. She is having flash makeup on.
Princess Gurley speaks softly, “Slave, do you recall the last time we met, you mention it is a good thing for Joan Holloway, the smart woman to sleep with a business client in order to save the company, and gain five percents of the company with voting right?”
I nod and hang my head in shame, avoiding eye contact, I feel shame that I hurt Princess Gurley, I feel shame that I am a ignorance man who does not understand women’s suffering.
“Are you willing to make apology?” Princess Gurley asks softly.
I nod my head with my head hanging low again.
“To show you how a sorry ass you are, are you willing to accept punishment?” Princess Gurley says.
I nod slowly.
“You are going to have sex with men tonight” Princess Gurley say.
I freeze first, then I nods slowly.
Princess Gurley unclips the clips on my tongue and I flex it. Begging forgiveness with my eyes, face turn red from the humiliation of having sex with men.
“Permission to speak, slave.” Princess Gurley says softly.
“Princess Gurley, this slave willing to accept any punishment from Princess Gurley, and… and…”
“And what? Slave. “Princess Gurley barks impatiently.”
“This slave is not gay, and this slave is still a virgin, please be gentle, Princess Gurley.” I turn my head and hide my framing red face.
Princess Gurley puts a leather hood with only the mouth position open, a ring gag in my mouth clips a dog leash on my collar and ties my hands behind my back. I am pull by the leash and walk for an undetermined time until hear door being unlocked and opened. I feel coolness, “it must be basement”, I say to myself. I feel my naked feel on some wooden floor.
Princess Gurley says, “Knee, slave, knee.”
I knee.
Princess Gurley says, “Lube the cock.”
I feel something s rubbery slapping on my hooded face and something I am being encouraged by a riding cock although all I can do is using my tongue.
Princess Gurley says, “Stand up slave.”
I was being jerked and pulled by the leash and move forward blindly until hit a smooth edge table.
Princess Gurley barks, “bend down, slave.”
I bend down on the smooth table my hard cock hitting it even I am nervous being fuck in the ass by men, I mean, anyone the first time.
Princess Gurley says, “You are more stupid then Joan Holloway. You are more ignorance then Joan Holloway, you are more ugly then Joan Holloway, You have less work experience then Joan Holloway. You are less proactive then Joan Holloway. You have less people skills then Joan Holloway. You have less gut then Joan Holloway. You have less ambition then Joan Holloway. And worst of all, you don’t have a pussy, pussy boy.”
I feel cock being inserted in my mouth and ass at the same time. I can do nothing but being fuck, I try to cry out but the cock prevents me to do so. I try to move away but being pushed by the cock and body on both sides. I feel my hips hitting the smooth table edge. I am crying in pain. I also cry because I make Princess Gurley mad long time ago. And I do not have the courage to apology to her. Being a real man.
Suddenly, I am gagging on the cock and I see stars and black out.
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I wake up, feeling pain in my ass. I find myself lying on a nice soft carpet beside a big warm fire place with real wood and fire. I get up and see the chain connected between my collar and the others end leading to a door with mirror. I see myself wearing nothing but a red collar. I am naked and my cock is hard.
“Am I gay?” I ask myself.
I push the door open and see a bathroom with full length mirror, marble floor and counter top, a big full length window facing a little pond with little ducks swim in it.
It reminds me one time Princess Gurley and I hiked at Stanley Park. Princess Gurley and I saw two ducks were making a nest.
The others side of the chain is chained to a toilet. I look at the other side and see a white Jacuzzi at the corner, Princess Gurley laying down with eyes closed. I saw a dildo with red leather harness on the floor.
I knee on the ground waiting for Princess Gurley wakes up, so I can also hide me elected cock.
“If I am proved that I cannot be Princess Gurley’s friend, at least I can be Princess Gurley’s useful good slave.” I think and I am trying to distract myself form masturbation. “This slave think this slave cannot be Princess Gurley’s good boyfriend, I cannot do it in front of anyone, I cannot do it at anyone this slave respect. This slave cannot do it in front of Princess Gurley, this slave’s Mistress, this slave’s Princess, this slave’s pumpkin.”
“Slave!” I hear the voice of Princess Gurley.
I look at Princess Gurley and pointing to my mouth.
“You may speak, slave.”
“Princess Gurley, please accept this slave’s apology. This slave has been very ignorance and treated Princess Gurley badly. This slave has been Missing Princess Gurley very much. Princess Gurley, How can this slave make it up to Princess Gurley?” I speak with my body bend down forward, head touching the ground to hide my elect cock. (Princes Gurley is beautiful.)
“Slave, you did hurt me badly, and Mistress miss you, especially after I hear you got locked up in the psych ward. Mistress finds you ignorance, yet with potential, such as money management,” Princess Gurley stops, then continues, “Mistress would like to collar you. Your submissiveness, your willingness to learn and please, is your great asset.”
“Princess Gurley, may Princess Gurley collar this ignorance slave?”
Mistress Gurley went out and then come back with a steel collar with red leather inlay, place it on my neck and lock it with a antique looking padlock.
“Slave, your training starts today, Mistress has the only key to the padlock,” Mistress Gurley shows a skeleton key handing on a necklace on her neck. One of your weaknesses are you are too easy to truth people, and always thinks on the good side. But don’t worry, slave, it would be good for you.
“Princess Gurley , may this slave have a request?”
“What is it? Slave.”
“May Princess Gurley give this slave a hut?”
Princess Gurley walks forward, knees down, move my body up and embrace me with both hands.
I embrace back, with my teary eyes look back at Princess Gurley.
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To be continued
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