My Life in a Cage
By Tweak
My name is "tweak" and I am being commanded by my Mistress
Madam L to write you this story. She has given me the name
"tweak" because it stands for "tit-warming-eager-ass-
kisser".
I asked, begged, Madam L to take complete control of my
life for many months and one evening she decided that my
request would be granted.
As she began that fateful night she whispered into my ear,
"You should always be careful for what you wish for. You
may find that having is not so pleasing a thing, after all,
as wanting!"
It was an ominous warning and my life, or rather the life
that was mine and is now hers, will never be the same. Here
is my story. Laurie and I had been married for a year. For
months I had been trying to get Laurie to be the true
Dominatrix. She has in the past tied me up and spanked me,
but I knew her heart was never completely into it. She
would hit me with a home-made whip I made from leather shoe
laces, but the whipping always stopped well before I hit my
threshold.
One day I was so frustrated that I just said to her,
"Laurie, don't you know that I have been longing my entire
adult life to be someone's slave, to be completely under
their control? I want to be told when to stand, when to
sit, when to speak, when to go to the bathroom, when to
talk, when to look - I want to be made to do things I would
never do on my own."
"I have tried John to be dominant, but I don't know if I
have it in me to do what you really want," she replied.
"Why is it so hard for you?" I asked.
"Because I don't want to hurt you. Whenever I start to hit
you hard or try to be mean you give me those sad puppy dog
eyes and I just have to stop," she said.
"Don't you know that's part of my fantasy?" I said. "I want
to try to stop you with my witty remarks and sad eyes, but
I want you to say to me. That won't work! I don't care how
much you cry, beg or scream I am going to make you do
whatever I want!"
"Do you really, truly want me to take control and not give
you any say in what happens no matter what?" she asked.
"There's nothing better I would enjoy more in the whole
world," I said with a joy that went to the depth of my
soul. "I have been keeping a diary in my bottom drawer
describing my perfect fantasy."
Several weeks went by since that conversation and I was
beginning to resign myself to the fact that Laurie just
didn't have it in her to be the sort of Mistress I wanted
and needed. I owned my own business, and I was fairly well
off financially and I often had to travel in my line of
work.
I had been gone on business for a week and I came home from
the airport around 3:00pm one afternoon.
As I walked into the house I shouted, "Laurie, I'm home".
I didn't hear any response so I walked through the house
looking for her and when I walked into the bedroom I saw a
note on the bed that said,
"Welcome home 'tweak'.
That will be your name from now on.
If you know what is good for you, and I am sure you don't,
you will follow my instructions: get undressed, take a
shower, and come down into the basement dressed in the
clothes I have laid out for you.
Your Mistress
Madam L."
I couldn't believe my eyes. Laurie had never done anything
like this before. In the past I had to be the one to
initiate any domination role-playing. I was excited. I
thought to myself that this was progress and I wondered how
far she was willing to take this game. I did as I was
instructed.
After taking my shower I put on the clothes she had laid
out for me which consisted of black panties and pantyhose,
a black bra, a white silk blouse and a red spandex skirt.
On top of this she had me wear 4" heels.
I then proceeded down into basement and when I got to the
bottom of the stairs I saw the door leading to the back
room standing open with a light coming from it. As I walked
through the door my heart almost stopped.
What used to be a 16'x 20' bare room was now transformed
into a dungeon beyond my wildest dreams. Laurie was sitting
on a chair, or should I say throne, that was against the
back wall. She was dressed like the dominatrix I always
dreamed about. She was in a leather outfit with a whip in
her hand that made her look like she meant business. She
looked like she wasn't playing and that this was for real.
As I began to collect my senses, I looked around the room
and saw devices I had only previously seen in my bondage
magazines. There was stockade, a bondage table, a cross,
numerous whips, chains, hoods, gags and other instruments
of the trade. And in the corner was something I thought I
would never see - a metal cage! I had always dreamed about
being locked in cage and hearing the 'click' of the lock as
I stared out helplessly from behind the bars. The cage was
about 4' long, 3' wide and 3' high. And the bars were about
1" thick and were spaced about 4" apart. A person put in
there would stay in there until someone let them out.
After I recovered from all this I asked, "What is all ...?"
There was a whack from her whip as Laurie had approached me
and hit me hard with it across my thigh.
"Silence!" she demanded. "From now on I will speak and you
will listen. Is that clear?"
"Yes," I replied.
She hit me twice.
"Don't you know how to properly address your Mistress?" she
asked. "This is the fantasy you've been waiting for your
whole life, isn't it?"
"It is," I replied and she hit me three times. Each blow
was harder than the one before it.
"I see what you're trying to do," she said. "You want me to
'make' you address me properly, don't you? I don't think
that'll be a problem. After today there will be no more
problems. You will come to realize in a hurry, or at least
for your sake I hope you do, that I am in charge. But then,
again, why do I care if you are a quick learner or a slow
learner? I am not the one who will be disciplined.
"Now turn around 'tweak'," she commanded. "Tweak will be
your new name from now on for I think it fits you very
well. It stands for 'tit-warming-eager-ass-kisser'. Do you
like it?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said with a sense of smugness on my face
for having addressed her properly.
"And besides being 'tweak' you will also be my sissy slut.
You are now a she and not a he. Do you understand?"
"Yes, Mistress."
She caught my sly look and said, "You don't get it yet, but
you will. You think you're cute with your laid back
attitude and smug posture but all that will change - in
fact it is changing as we speak. Turn around and put your
hands behind your back." She had said all that with an
authority I had never heard before. I quickly did as I was
told and I felt a pair of handcuffs securing my wrists
tightly.
"Tweak, you're now mine," she said. "There is no escape.
Life as you once knew it is now over. I hope you really
believed everything you told me several weeks ago for
you're now going to live your fantasy."
After saying that she quickly cut a whole in the crotch of
the pantyhose and looped a leash around my balls and tugged
until it was tight. I felt a chill go down my spine. She
led me over to the stockade and put my head into the center
hole and then locked the top in place. She then wrapped a
rope around my bound wrists and looped it through a ring
secured to the ceiling. She tugged on the rope so my hands
were raised a foot above my back. She then secured my
ankles to the base of the stockade spreading them apart. I
had never been so vulnerable in my life.
"You may have noticed, tweak," she began. "That this room
is no longer the way you remembered it. I have made a few
changes, or should I say three very wonderful gentlemen
made changes for me. Oh, by the way are you comfortable?"
She then raised my red skirt revealing my panty clad ass
and whacked it!
"When I ask you a question I expect an answer immediately.
Are you comfortable?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Good," she said "now back to what I was saying. The floor
has been carpeted, the walls have been sound proofed and
all the equipment you now see is real and of the highest
quality. This little 'project' cost you $20,000, I hope you
don't mind."
"I will now commence your training," she said with a
sinister smile upon her face. "In a little bit you will be
put into your cage. I know you can't wait for that to
happen, can you, tweak?"
"No Mistress. I cannot. I very much look forward to a long
time in my cage," I said politely.
"I was counting on you saying that," she said. "To begin we
are going to play a little game, the first of many. I am
going to take a whip and beat your ass until you beg me to
stop. For each hit you endure without begging me to stop
I'll let you spend an hour in your cage. If you last ten
hits you'll get 10 hours. If you only can endure 4 then you
only get 4 hours. Is that clear, tweak?"
"Yes, Mistress," I said. This was a dream come true. I
couldn't wait to be confined in my cage. I steadied myself
to accept her first blow.
"Tweak, count as we go along," she commanded. "And thank me
for each one."
Whack.
"One. Thank you, Mistress."
Whack.
"Two. Thank you, Mistress."
Whack.
"Three. Thank you, Mistress."
These were no love taps she was giving me. After I reached
ten she told me that she was just beginning. All I could
think about, however, was how many hours I would get locked
in my cage.
"Tweak, we are now going to up the ante if you don't mind."
From the corner of my eye I saw her pull out a small block
of ice from a bucket and I quickly broke into a cold sweat.
"Was it you tweak, who told me that if you iced someone's
ass and then hit them that it would hurt a lot more?"
Whack! Whack! Whack! Whack!
"Did you forget my rule about answering my questions
without hesitation?"
"Yes, Mistress. I did forget. I'm sorry. It was me who told
you about the ice."
"Tweak I thought you would learn more quickly. But don't
worry I won't give up on you - ever!" she said with that
sinister smile. She then lowered my pantyhose and panties
and began to rub the block of ice on my already red ass.
She kept this up until I felt numb.
"We are now ready to begin again," she announced. "Let's
see, we were at 10. Those four you received for not
answering my question obviously don't count!"
Whack!
"Ahhhh," I screamed. I was not at all prepared for such an
intense sting.
"Poor tweak," Madam L. cooed. "It's a shame that, that one
didn't count. You didn't say 'eleven' and you forgot to
thank me. We can't start breaking the rules now, can we?"
"No, Mistress," I hurriedly said.
"That's good tweak. Remember this is no longer about what
you want. You are now being controlled by me -and I decide
everything for you. Now let's begin again."
Whack!
"Eleven. Thank you, Mistress."
Whack!
"Twelve. Thank you, Mistress."
On the 21st one I screamed, "Please Mistress. I can't take
it anymore. Please stop."
"What's wrong Tweak? Don't you want to spend a whole 24
hours in your cage"
"I do Mistress, but I can't take the pain anymore."
"Tweak, Tweak. What am I going to do with you? You say you
want to spend an entire day in your cage and yet you don't
want 4 more strokes. Well I am going to make it easy for
you. You don't have to decide ever again. Don't you
remember? I am now making all of your decisions for you.
And I say you will beg me for the last four, is that
clear?"
"Yes, Mistress may I please have 4 more stokes!"
Whack!
"You call that begging? Tweak do you think I'm only talking
to hear myself talk? When I tell you to do something you
better damn well do it? When I say beg, I mean beg. This is
what I want, not what you want."
"Pleeeeease! Pleeeease Mistress. Please whip me 4 more
times."
Whack!
"Twenty-one. Thank you Mistress."
Whack!
"Twenty-two. Thank you Mistress." After this one I
literally began to cry out loud.
"What are you doing Tweak?"
"I'm crying Mistress. It hurts so bad."
"Did I tell you that you could cry tweak?"
"No Mistress," I said as I fought back my tears.
"Tweak, let's see - what is that phrase that you said your
parents used to say when you were a child? I remember now;
'If you don't stop crying, I'll give you something to cry
about'. I don't know if they meant it, but I sure as hell
do! If you want to cry then you'll have to ask my
permission first. Is there anything you want to ask me
tweak?"
"Mistress may I pleeeease cry? Please let me."
"Only little children cry Tweak. If you want to cry then
you had better ask me like a child."
"Mama, it hurts. I have a big boo boo and I have to cry.
Pwease let your little tweaky cry."
"Okay little tweaky, I'll let you cry."
Whack!
Whack!
Whack!
After Madam L. finished her 24th stroke I was truly wailing
like a baby.
"Tweak, you now get to go to your cage."
At last I was going to get my reward, or so I thought.
"Before I let you go, though, I am going to put these
nipple clamps on you."
She opened my blouse and lowered my bra and then applied
the clamps quickly to each nipple, and I felt as though I
were on fire. "Tweak, I won't take these off until you are
in your cage. These will give you incentive to move
quickly. There is also one more thing I must do before I
release you."
I could hardly think straight from the pain inflicted on my
ass and nipples.
"Tweak, I can't help but notice that your dick is hard.
Ordinarily I would not be surprised by that except for the
fact that you told me only moments ago that you were a
little baby. Now babies don't have hard dicks, do they
tweak?"
I couldn't believe my ears. I knew at once what Madam L.
was thinking. She had every intention of draining him
before I was placed in my cage. She knew perfectly well
that my fantasies were exciting while I was hard, but that
as soon as I came I would want them to end. I couldn't face
the idea of being locked in a small cage for 24 hours
without being horny.
Whack!
"Did you forget our rule? I asked you a question, do babies
have hard dicks?"
"No Mistress."
"Obviously my whipping you for not answering in a timely
fashion is not working."
As she said this she removed the nipple clamps, and before
I could fully register that pain, she put them back on in
the opposite direction. Now I was fighting back the tears
once again.
"Tweaky, I'm going to help you out. I'm going to take away
that hard dick for you if you beg me to." I could hardly
hear her words for I was engulfed in pain. "Tweaky, I want
you to beg me to get rid of that hard dick."
"Pleeease Mistress. Pleeease help tweaky to get rid of his
hard dick." I could not believe those words were coming
from my mouth.
"Okay, Tweaky. Mistress will help you."
As soon as she finished saying this she began to pump me
furiously. It wasn't long before I was ready to explode. I
did not relish the thought of spending a day in that cage
having just come, but I was also dying to explode.
"Tweaky, there is one more thing I want you to do. You
weren't very good tonight. You did not always obey me. I
don't think you deserve to come in a pleasurable way. I
want you to beg me to make you tell me right before you
come so I can take my hand away and deny you the pleasure
of enjoying your orgasm. Is that clear Tweaky? If it is
then do what I asked."
"Pleeease Mistress, pleeease make me tell you right before
I come so you can take your hand away. Tweaky doesn't
deserve to have a 'good' come tonight."
"Okay Tweaky, you convinced me. You have my permission to
tell me to stop right before you come. And God help you if
you don't!"
With that she began to pump vigorously. After a few moments
I was near the brink. Every ounce of my being wanted to
explode but for the first time in our relationship I knew
she was not kidding. After a few more moments I screamed,
"Pleeeease Mistress stop! I can't take it any more."
With that she removed her hand and placed an object I could
not see under my pulsating dick. I began to shiver and all
at once I exploded. She held that thing under my dick until
every last dropped drained. I was now frustrated,
humiliated, tired and still in pain. The clamps hurt more
than ever now that I had come.
"Tweak, I know you want to get loose, but that won't
happen. Don't even give me those sad eyes if you know
what's good for you."
Madam L. undid the rope holding my wrists up and she opened
the top of the stockade freeing my head. She then led me by
my balls to my new home. This wasn't really necessary for I
wanted to move as quickly as I could to get those damned
clamps off.
"Tweak, you may now go into your new home."
I got to my knees and crawled through the door of the cage.
After I got through, and before I could turn around, I
heard the steel clang of the door closing and then I heard
the click of the lock. As I turned around and saw Madam L.
through the bars of my new home I realized what she had
said earlier when she reminded me that, "you may find that
wanting is not always so pleasing a thing as having."
Madam L. removed the clamps and massaged blood back into my
collapsed nipples. I thought I would die from the pain. She
then removed the leash from my balls.
"Tweak, do you wonder where your come went?"
"Yes I do, Mistress."
"Well here it is," she said as she produced a baby bottle.
"You had quite a load for a little baby. I hope you don't
have to come again. Every time you come while you are in
your cage it will be into this bottle. And any come you
have in this bottle at the end of your 24 hours will be
your first meal. Let's see if you have to come again."
Madam L. began to stroke my cock again and it wasn't long
until it was rock hard.
"Does baby tweaky have another hard on?"
"Yes Mistress."
"You know what you have to do, don't you. Don't make me
tell you."
I immediately knew what I had to do. "Mistress pleeease
help tweaky to get rid of his hard dick. And pleeease make
me tell you right before I come."
"Ok Tweaky, since you begged so nicely I'll help you come
and I'll let you beg me to stop right before you explode."
After a couple of minutes I was begging Madam L. to please
stop. I again came in the baby bottle. I thought I was
drained before, but now I was completely spent. I did not
want to be in this cage any longer and I wanted the 'game'
to end. But Madam L. knows me too well.
"Tweak, I know what you are thinking. I know you want to
get out, but don't you see there is no 'getting out'? You
are mine. This is no longer a game. I control you. I
control when you are punished, how you are punished, if you
can cry and how you will come. Tweaky I am now going to go
upstairs and lie down. I want you to stay in your cage and
think about your new home and your new life. And don't you
dare come! I have a camera in the corner and will be taping
your every action. I will be back every 4 hours to see if
your dick needs to be drained. Is that clear?"
"Yes Mistress."
"Before I leave I want you to be able to see the man! The
"baby" you've become." She placed a large mirror on the
wall opposite my cage. "As I leave to go to bed I want you
to beg to kiss my ass hole good night."
"Mistress may I pleeease kiss your ass hole. Pleeease let
me kiss it good night."
"You may, Tweak." With that she backed her ass near to my
cage and gently moved the leather panty covering her ass
hole. I gave it a long kiss.
"Tweak I think I am going to like this new arrangement. I
hope you do. I'll see you in four hours!"
With that she left the room and slammed the door shut.
'What have I gotten myself into,' I thought as I tried to
get comfortable in my new home for the next 24 hours.
As I lay there, trying to get as comfortable as I could
with my hands still bound behind my back and confined in
such a tight space, I wondered how all this had happened.
Did I really do this to myself? Is Madam L. really going to
control my life from now on? And I knew that the answer to
both of those questions was a resounding "Yes".
I had no idea what time it was for there were no clocks in
the dungeon. There were also no windows so I would not be
able to tell when dawn arrived. Time passed very slowly. I
had dreamed of being confined in a cage for years, but not
like this. I was now very, very sore and worst of all I had
no desire to continue with this fantasy. When Madam L.
drained me that second time she also drained my fantasy. I
was now forced to live out a fantasy I did not want.
After what seemed like days I heard the door to the dungeon
open. Madam walked in looking refreshed after her nap. I
watched her as she sauntered over to my cage. When she
reached the cage she snapped her finger once. I looked at
her quizzically.
"Tweak," she said, "this is the first command I want you to
commit to memory. From now on whenever I snap my fingers
once I want you to get down on your knees and bow before
your Madam L. If I snap my fingers a second time I expect
you to give my ass a long and loving kiss. Is that
understood?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Let's try this again, shall we?"
She again snapped her fingers and I quickly took my humble
position. And as before, she backed her ass near to my cage
and gently slid her leather panties to the side revealing
her ass hole. This completed, she snapped her fingers
again. I pushed my face as far through the bars as I could
and gave her ass hole a long and tender kiss. When she was
satisfied she pulled away and adjusted her panties.
"Tweaky is there anything you would like to ask me?"
I had dreaded this moment for the past 4 hours but I knew
what I must do. "Yes, Mistress will you pleeease drain my
dick and make me tell you right before I come so that I
won't experience any pleasure?"
"Yes, tweak I will help you drain your dick and I expect
you to tell me before you come."
As it happened before, she pumped my cock until I begged
her to stop, at which time she emptied another,
unsatisfying load of my cum, into the baby bottle.
When finished she put the top on the bottle and snapped her
fingers. I assumed the position and waited for the second
snap. I could not believe that I was bowing before my once
timid wife waiting to hear her merely snap her fingers in
command. I felt like "Pavlov's dog" being conditioned. When
I heard that second snap I kissed her as I did before.
"Tweak, be sure to stay put and rest up. I will be back in
4 hours."
As I watched her walk out door and saw the door shut behind
her I knew that this was going to be a long, long 24 hours.
When Madam L. returned the second time I was both dreading
and longing for her return. I was dreading the inevitable
"milking", but I needed her help to go to the bathroom. It
had now been over 10 hours since I last went.
The door finally opened - "Snap". I assumed my position.
"Snap". I kissed her ass. I again begged her to milk me and
deny me any pleasure in the process.
"Tweak, is there anything you wish to ask me before I leave
again?"
"Yes, Mistress may I pleeease go to the bathroom?"
"Tweak, that may prove to be a little difficult. You can't
leave your cage for at least another 16 hours and you can't
even touch him with your hands behind your back. But don't
worry, I told you I would make your decisions for you."
After she said that she went to a set of drawers against
the fall wall and came back with a Diaper! And not only was
it a diaper, but it was hot pink with little yellow stars.
"Tweak, since you are a 'baby' I see no reason why you
shouldn't be allowed to wear a diaper if you beg me for
it."
I thought I was humiliated before, but now I was sinking to
a new low, and yet I knew what I had to say and do.
"Mistress will you pleeease let your poor little baby wear
a diaper?"
"Yes, tweaky I will grant you this privilege. I want you to
be still as I put it on you. Lay on your back."
I did this quickly. She then reached through the bars and
once again attached the dreaded nipple clamps. This time
there was a string connected to each. She pulled each
string to the bars at the top of the cage and tied them
off. I could not move without inflicting much pain.
"Tweaky, these will keep you still. And they will assure
you will co-operate, for they won't come off until I have
your diaper on."
I did not move an inch as Madam L. removed my pantyhose and
panties and then positioned the diaper in place. When she
was finished she removed the clamps and stepped back to
admire her handiwork.
"Tweaky, I want you to know that these are diapers just
like babies wear. I hope you noticed the little yellow
stars. These will stay bright yellow if you stay dry. If
you wet in your diaper the little stars will fade away and
tweaky will be sad. So try to be a 'big boy' for mama and
keep your little diaper dry."
"Snap"
I assumed the position.
"Snap"
I kissed her ass.
After Madam L left I looked into the mirror and could not
believe the image I was seeing. Here I was, a grown man,
and owner of a very successful business, sitting in a cage
wearing a pink diaper trying not to lose my little yellow
stars.
I felt the urge to come for as long as I could, but
eventually I had to pee. It is such a strange feeling to
pee in your pants. After I relieved myself I looked down
and saw that all my little yellow stars were gone. I knew
Madam L. would be disappointed. And I also knew that I
would have to sit in a wet diaper until she returned.
The door finally opened again.
"Snap"
I assumed the position.
"Snap"
I kissed her ass.
"Tweaky, what's happened to all your pretty little stars?
Did baby have a little accident? Were you a bad little boy?
And talk like a baby to answer me?"
"Yes, mama. Tweaky went wee wee."
"That's ok, I'll make things better." And as before she had
me lay on my back as she re-attached the nipple clamps and
secured the strings to the bars at top. She removed my
diaper, powdered my ass, applied lotion and put on a new
diaper. "There, tweaky. All done. Does that feel better?"
"Yes, Mistress it does."
And the strange thing about it was that it did feel a whole
lot better. I could not believe that I was literally happy
to be in a dry diaper - the wet one was driving me crazy.
"Tweaky, I hope you can do better this time. Madam wants to
see those pretty little yellow stars when she returns. If
you can't show me how big you can be you'll never get your
'big girl' panties. And you do want those, don't you?"
"Yes, Mistress I hope to one day wear my 'big girl'
panties."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kissed her ass.
After she left I once again saw myself in the mirror. I
cried once again when I realized that the brightest hope of
my future was to one day wear "big girl" panties.
"Snap"
I assumed the position.
"Snap"
I kissed her ass.
"Tweaky, let Madam see your diaper. You are such a 'big
girl'. I can see all your pretty yellow stars. Madam is so
proud of you. I have a special surprise for you being so
big today." Madam proceeded to pull a pink "binky" from
behind her back. "Open your mouth like a big boy."
I opened my mouth and began to suck on my new toy. As I did
so Madam L. just looked at me and smiled for she knew I was
dying on the inside.
"Madam also has a couple of other surprises for you as
well. I have some ribbons and bows for your hair and a pair
of earrings. Lay on your back so I can put your nipple
clamps on."
Before I even knew what I was doing I dropped the binky
from my mouth and began to plead with her. "Pleeeease don't
put those clamps back on. I promise not to move."
"Snap"
I assumed the position.
"Tweak, why are you talking? Did I give you permission to
talk?"
"No, Mistress."
"Did I give you permission to take the binky out of your
mouth?"
"No Mistress I'm sorry."
"I'm sure you are sorry, but not as sorry as you are going
to be. Don't you remember that I am the one in complete
control? That is what you have been begging me to do for
months and I intend to do it. I couldn't care less what you
want. Of course you wouldn't move if I didn't put those
clamps on, but I want them on anyway. Do you have a problem
giving me what I want?"
"No, Mistress."
"Tweak, raise your head and stick out your tongue." As I
did this she presented me a very small bar of soap. "Suck
on this until it dissolves."
I have never had my mouth washed out with soap before, but
I assure you it is not a pleasant experience.
"Tweak, do you realize what you are doing? You are sucking
on a piece of soap because I told you to. I am making you
wash your mouth out with soap. Here I am 5'5" and 125 lbs;
and there you are 5' 10" and 200 lbs. and I am making you
live in a cage, wear a diaper, come in a bottle and suck on
soap. And you thought by telling me 'no' that you would be
some type of macho man. You aren't a macho man, you are not
even a 'big girl, but a little baby that has to learn not
to talk back to an adult."
When I finished the soap she ordered me on my back and she
placed the nipple clamps in place. She put yellow and pink
bows in my hair and on my pubic hair. They also had
pictures of "barney" on them. She placed the snap-on
earrings in place. She released the clamps and stood to
admire her work. She did not forget to milk me as before.
"Snap"
I assumed the position.
"Snap"
I kissed her ass.
She placed the binky back in my mouth. "I want you to keep
it there until I take it out. You only seem to get in
trouble when you talk. This way you can't talk. See you in
four hours tweaky."
It seemed hard to believe that my life had changed so much
in a little over 12 hours.
I must have fallen asleep for I did not hear Madam L. open
the door and "snap" her fingers. I awoke to a sharp tug on
my balls. As I felt the pain, I immediately dropped my
binky and let out a scream - "owwww!"
"Tweaky, why are you talking if you are supposed to have a
binky in your mouth and why haven't you assumed the
position?"
I was still in a daze not quite realizing where I was or
who was talking to me.
"Tweaky, have you also decided not to answer when spoken
to? Have you forgotten everything I have tried to teach
you?"
"No, Mistress I haven't forgotten."
"Then you are wilfully disobeying me tweak!"
"No Mistress I would never do that."
"Tweak, have you ever heard of the '3 strikes' and you're
out rule when it comes to criminals?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well, tweak you are out on strikes. 1) You took you're
binky out; 2) You did not assume the position and 3) You
did not answer my question immediately. And since I am the
Judge and Jury in this case I sentence you to a severe
flogging and an indefinite sentence in your cage."
"Mistress I'm sorry. Pleeease forgive me."
"Tweak, you stupid fool. You just added to your punishment.
Now assume the position so I can put on your nipple
clamps."
I quickly did as I was told and laid on my back while Madam
L. attached the instruments of torture. When these were in
place she opened the door to my cage and led me to
stockade. Once again my head was placed inside and my hands
were raised high above my back exposing my ass.
"Tweaky, where are your little stars? Did you wet your
pants again?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well, maybe it's my fault pushing you to be a little baby
too soon. From now on until I say otherwise you will be a
little puppy dog. This means you will not speak at all. If
I ask you a question you will answer like a dog. One 'wuff'
for no and two 'wuffs' for yes. Is that understood?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Good boy. Now let's begin."
Madam took the first few minutes icing my ass to make it
good and cold and then she began with the cat-o-nine tails.
After the 10th hit I screamed - "Owwww!"
"Tweaky, what are you doing? Dogs don't say 'ow' only
humans do that. If you want to make noise then whine or
whimper like a dog. Is that understood?"
"Wuff, wuff."
Madam then switched to a riding crop and after a few hits I
began to whimper but when the pain became too great I
started to say "ow" again.
"Tweaky, you are not a human and I will not let you pretend
you are. If you can't sound like a dog then don't sound
like anything at all."
With that Madam L. told me to open my mouth into which she
inserted a ball gag. This was very effective and
terrifying. Madam L. continued to whip me for another 10
minutes. I was crying in the gag to have her stop but she
could not make out my pleas. I was really hurting but I was
completely helpless.
Madam L. finally stopped her assault and released me from
my restraints and led me back to my cage. I was happy to be
back, for inside at least I was safe from her whip.
When I was safely locked away Madam L. told me that before
she took off the nipple clamps she wanted to put some
"paws" on my hands. I quickly stayed still while she did it
for my nipples were killing me. With the paws in place she
removed the handcuffs and took off the clamps.
"Tweaky, you now have your hands free, but you will find
out that they aren't much good without fingers and thumbs."
The 'paws' kept me from using any of my fingers.
"Tweaky I will leave you now. I have to go out and get some
things taken care of. Don't worry, I'll be back eventually.
Here is the key to your cage. I'll put it in the lock. I'll
give you one last chance to back out of your offer of me
taking complete control. If you want out just turn the key
and open the door and life will go back to the way it was.
If you are still here when I return then I'll assume this
is what you want from now on."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kiss her ass.
As she left and closed the door I realized that my escape
is only inches away but with my hands confined the keys are
out of my grasp. I lay in my cage and begin to whine.
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kissed my Madam's ass.
"Tweaky, can I assume that you want the present situation
to continue?"
"Wuff, Wuff." I had no choice but to answer "yes" for I was
trapped. The paws were locked in place and there was no way
that I could use them to turn the key in the lock.
"Tweaky, I thought after experiencing everything I have
done to you these past 24 hours that you would have wanted
to end this 'game', but what do I now? I suppose you are
more stupid than I thought. Well, it's your life - or at
least it was. Now it's mine! I own you tweak, do you know
that?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Do you realize that you are a dog and will be a dog for as
long as I want you to be?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"I went to the store and bought you some gifts. Would you
like Madam L. to give them to you now?"
"Wuff, wuff." I knew this wasn't going to be good but what
could I do.
Madam produced a brown shopping bag and pulled out a dog
collar that said "tweak" and it had an ID tag which listed
Madam L. as my owner; The Cage as my address, and Mutt as
my breed. Next she pulled out an electronic collar that
went around my balls and snapped it into place.
"This tweak, is my control collar. When I push this button
on the remote, the collar will give you an electric shock
for up to 5 seconds. The settings are 1 to 8. They tell me
that 8 is quite painful; although it won't leave any
permanent damage. Would you like to see how it works?"
The thought of being "zapped" terrified me and before
thinking I barked once - "wuff."
"Was that a 'no' tweak? That's not what Madam L. wanted to
hear." As she said this I jumped off the ground for she'd
pushed the button.
"Tweak, that was only a 3. Are you going to be a good
puppy?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Ok. Now for your next present today." She pulled out a can
of dog food.
"Tweak you must be hungry. Do you realize that it's already
Saturday afternoon and that you haven't eaten in nearly a
day? No, I guess you wouldn't have any clue what time it is
down in this windowless dungeon.
"Tweaky when I open this can I am going to put this into
your brand new dog dish." She pulled out her final
"present" which was a bowl with the name "tweak" printed on
it. I want you to eat this whole can like you really like
it."
She opened the can and put it in the bowl. As it "slopped"
in I could hardly believe my eyes and nose. She placed it
in the cage in front of me.
"Tweak, I bet you are thinking to yourself that this is
gross and that it couldn't get much worse. Aren't you?"
"Wuff, wuff!"
"Well, you're wrong again. Before you eat this I am going
to milk you and place your cum over the top for gravy.
Would you like that?"
"Wuff, wuff!" I was forced to answer.
She grabbed my cock and began to pump furiously as she
placed the bowl below me. "Remember tweak, you can't come
in a pleasurable way. Before you come bark and let me
know."
I tried to hold out as long as I could but after a few
minutes I was ready to explode.
"Wuff, wuff, wuff, wufffff..."
Right before I came she removed her hand and my cum landed
on my dog food. Now I really didn't want to eat it. Madam
L. picked up the bowl and placed it before me.
"Tweak since you are no longer a baby you won't need your
bottle so I will take the cum in the bottle and add it to
your gravy. Would you like that?"
I hesitated a little too long for I felt another shock.
This one greater than the last.
"Would you like that tweak?"
"Wuff, wuff."
Madam L. opened the bottle and poured, what looked like a
ton of cum, over the dog food.
"Tweak you better eat this food like you really enjoy it. I
am going to give you five minutes to eat it all. If you
aren't done by then I'll shock you every 15 seconds until
you are. Tweak you may begin eating - bon appetite!"
I had no choice but to begin my meal. Without my hands I
was forced to stick my face into the bowl. I quickly had
dog food and cum all over me. The taste and texture were
horrible but I knew I had to eat quickly. I must have
finished before the five minutes for I was not shocked.
"Good boy tweak" Madam L. said as she patted me on the
head. Let me wipe your face. "Here is a bowl of water to
wash down your meal."
I had to lap up the water with my tongue.
"Tweak, you sound just like a dog. Finally, you are acting
and sounding like the puppy you are."
"Get a good night's sleep tweak. You won't need this light
on anymore if you are a puppy." With that she turned off
the light and closed the door leaving me in total darkness.
As I laid there in the darkness whimpering I knew I had a
long time ahead of me. Madam L. told me it was only
Saturday afternoon and that she would not see me again
until tomorrow. What had I gotten myself into? I was still
hungry and my body was beginning to cramp for it was hard
to stretch out in such a small place, especially with my
new "paws".
I don't know how long I slept or how long I was awake.
Being in complete darkness is a very disorientating
experience. I imagined constantly that I heard sounds and I
expected the door to open at any moment but it never did.
In the beginning I feared Madam L's return but after a
while I would have been glad for anyone's company.
After what seemed like an eternity I began to hear the
slightest rumbling above my head. Was Madam L. finally
awake? Was she using the toilet or taking a shower? I could
not take this any longer and I didn't know what to do so I
began to bark- "Wuff,wuff,wuff,wuff..." I could not help
but stare at the door.
After what seemed like an hour I began to see the first
crack of light as the door slowly opened. I saw Madam L.
enter through squinted eyes for the light hurt.
"Is tweaky happy to see his Mistress?"
"Wuff, wuff, wuff, wuff, wuff!" I replied as I bounced
around in my cage as best I could. I was so excited to see
Madam L.
"My, my. Aren't you the frisky little puppy dog this
morning?" she smiled as she patted my head through the bars
of my cage.
"Wuff, wuff."
"Tweaky, you are so cute. I bet you are the best little
puppy dog in the world. Aren't you?"
"Wuff, wuff, wuff, wuff."
Madam L. couldn't contain herself anymore as she broke out
into laughter.
"Snap!"
I assumed the position
"Snap!"
I gladly kissed her ass.
"Would tweaky like his breakfast?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Since you seemed to enjoy your meal so much yesterday I
got you the same today."
The dog food fell into my bowl.
"Tweaky, do you want your breakfast?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Well too bad. I have one thing to do first. I have to milk
you first because you need juice for your breakfast and
it's going to hurt a hell of a lot more after you come. Are
you going to let me do this to you tweak?"
"Wuff, wuff."
I had no choice and literally no say in the matter. Madam
L. milked me as before and I whimpered and yipped right
before I came so she could stop before I enjoyed my climax.
After coming I lost all interest in breakfast and could not
believe I wanted Madam L. to visit me so badly only moments
earlier.
"Owwwwwwwww," I could not believe the pain.
"Tweak when will you learn? People say 'ow' and dog's
whimper. Let's try again."
"Yiiipppppe!"
"Now show your mistress how much you like your breakfast or
else."
I quickly began to devour my new found cuisine.
"Tweaky, I am glad that you are enjoying your breakfast so
much. I don't feel so badly now about the bacon, eggs,
toast and juice I had this morning knowing that you are
enjoying your breakfast as much as I enjoyed mine."
When I finished my "breakfast" Madam L. wiped the dog food
and cum off my face and gave me a large bowl of water to
lap up with my tongue.
"Does Tweaky have to use the bathroom? That's right dog's
don't use bathrooms. Do you have to go tweak?"
"Wuff, wuff." I not only had to piss but I had to relieve
my bowels as well.
"Ok, tweaky I'll let you relieve yourself, but first I have
to get you ready. Lay on your back so I can put on the
nipple clamps."
I immediately complied.
"Next I have some ankle cuffs for you and a ring for your
scrotum. I am just too good to you."
As I lay there Madam L. attached the ankle restraints and
then attached a chain from them to the ring around my
balls. I could crawl by taking small steps but I could not
stand up. Madam L. then attached a leash to my neck before
she opened the cage.
"Let's go tweaky, you only have a few minutes, I have
things I need to get done today."
She led me by the leash to the corner of room where she
spread out some newspapers.
"Ok tweaky you may relieve yourself."
I was in shock. I thought she would let me use the toilet
but I was wrong - again. I started to pee until Madam L.
said, "Tweak, what kind of dog are you? Lift your leg when
you pee."
I lifted my leg as well as I could and began to pee. I had
to squat to take a shit. Needless to say, this was a first.
I tried to go but, the thought of going on newspapers and
in front of Madam L. made it hard.
"Does tweak need some help? I can give you an enema if you
like? Do you need that?"
"Wuff!"
"Then you better damn well begin shitting now. Well tweak,
is this what you thought it would be like? Did you ever
think I would tell you where and when and how you would
shit?"
"Wuff."
I began to go and after a minute I was finished.
"What are you looking at me for. Clean up your mess. I'm
not your maid."
I looked puzzled.
"Tweak, take your mouth and fold up the four corners of the
newspapers toward the middle. When you get all four corners
together pick it up and crawl over here to this little
dumpster I have for you."
This sounded easy but it was very difficult with the
restraints Madam L. had me in. After 5 minutes I completed
my task.
"Good boy, tweak. It's not true what they say. An old dog
can learn new tricks. Now crawl over to this corner."
In the other corner there was a little raised platform with
a drain in the middle. A faucet with a little hose came out
of the wall.
"Tweak get up on the platform and raise your ass so I can
spray it clean."
The water was freezing. When Madam L. was satisfied I was
clean she led me back to my cage and locked the door before
removing the nipple clamps. I had almost forgotten how much
they can hurt as I began to whimper and yipe.
"Tweak, I am impressed. I did not have to shock your balls
at all. Maybe you can be house-broken after all. I'll see
you later tweak."
I could not believe that she was not undoing my ankle
restraints. I looked at her with a quizzical glance, but I
dared not speak as a man.
"What's wrong tweak, is there something on your mind? Is
there something I forgot?"
"Wuff, wuff!"
"You are such a good puppy. I did forget something."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position. I was waiting for the second "snap"
but it did not immediately follow.
"Tweak I have another gift for you and I almost forgot.
Thank you for reminding me. I bought you a dog tail. So
next time when you are happy to see me you can show me that
by wagging your tail."
With that she pulled out a butt plug with a tail attached.
I had never had one in me before and I dreaded what was
about to happen.
"Now relax," she snickered. She slowly inserted the tail
into my ass.
"Tweak you are so cute! Wag your tail for Madam."
I wagged the tail the best I could.
"Snap!"
I kissed her ass.
"I'll see you later tweak and you better have something up
your ass when I return. I'll leave the light on this time
so you can admire your new tail."
After Madam L. left and closed the door I stared at myself
in the mirror and was in disbelief. I had eaten dog food
twice, I pissed and crapped on newspapers, I had a tail
stuck up my ass and I was forced to crawl like a dog. All
this was horrible, but it also made me think of how more
worse things could get - and I was powerless to stop my
descent into the world I longed and begged to enter a month
ago.
I don't know how long I was left alone in my cage, but it
had to be at least 5 or 6 hours before Madam L. returned.
My entire body was sore and cramped from being confined in
my cage with my hands and feet immobile. I was even, once
again, at the point of hoping that Madam L. would soon
return.
I faintly heard noise above my head and I began to get
excited. I faced the front of my cage the best I could and
I faced the door anxiously awaiting its opening. It was
about ten minutes before Madam L. entered.
Previously each time Madam L. entered she was dressed like
a "Dominatrix Bitch" so I was surprised to see her in
jeans, a pullover sweatshirt and white tennis shoes. I
could not believe that this was the same person who has put
me through "hell" these past two days. It was even more
humiliating, in a way, seeing my wife like this. It made
sense in my mind that a dominatrix could do this to me, but
not my innocent looking wife. Madam L., as always, read my
mind.
"Tweak, don't for a second think that I am not your
mistress and owner. Just because I am dressed like this it
doesn't mean that you aren't mine to do with as I please.
You may not have a 'normal' life to lead any longer, but it
doesn't mean that I don't. I still have places to go and
things to do. It is kind of funny, though, to see me like
this and to see you naked in your cage with a collar around
your neck and a 'zapper' around your balls. Don't you think
so?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"And here I am freely coming and going as I please; while
you are confined and cramped. You can't even speak. Tweak,
you used to be so tough, but now you're my little puppy
dog. Show me how much you missed me."
I began to bark and wag my tail.
"Good boy," she said as she patted my head.
"I have a new game for us to play. I am sure you will just
love it. In this game you will have some control over your
own fate and you will be able to say just one word like a
real person. These are the rules. I have on a pair of
panties under these jeans and all you have to do is pick
the right color. If you are right you can have a break from
your cage. If you are wrong you will have to spend another
day in your cage. Do you understand?"
"Wuff, wuff," I was excited about the prospect of getting
out but I didn't know what color I should pick.
"Ok tweak, what color panties is your Madam wearing?"
I hesitantly said, "black."
"Oh, I'm so sorry. That was the wrong answer. I guess you
don't want to get out of your cage today. You had a chance,
but I suppose you like your cage too much. Would you like a
second chance?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Don't you want to know the rules first?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Here is the rule. If you stop now I will remove the 'tail,
the 'paws' and the ankle restraints and I will give you a
'real' meal and I'll let you speak again, but you will have
to stay in your cage at least until tomorrow when you will
have another chance to guess the color of my panties. If
you guess now and you are right I will do everything I just
said and I'll give you a break from your cage. But if you
are wrong then you will stay like you are until your next
guess tomorrow. Bark once to stop now and bark twice to try
again."
I didn't know what to do. I wanted to eat and have more
mobility, but I wanted out of my cage. I said, "Wuff,
wuff."
"Tweak you are stupid, but brave. What is your guess?"
"White!"
"Tweak, you are still my puppy dog" Madam L. said as she
pulled down her jeans to reveal her pink panties. You will
stay like this until we try again tomorrow. I will bring
you your 'doggy food' later."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap"
I kissed her ass as she pulled back her pink panties.
"Tweak, you are the weakest link- good bye!" she said as
she turned off the lights and left the room.
I sat in the darkness dreaming about what it could have
been like if I had only said "pink" instead of "white". 'I
was now trying to out guess Madam L. and think of what
color she was going to wear tomorrow. I couldn't believe
that my "freedom" depended on my wife's panties. What have
I gotten myself into?' I thought, as I dozed off.
I awoke as I heard the door open. I could see Madam L.
carrying a bowl with my dinner in it.
"Tweak, are you hungry girl?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Well sit up so I can place your food under the 'gravy
ladle'. You don't want your food dry do you?"
"Wuff"
Madam began to pump my cock and as I got close to cumming I
whined and yipped indicating that I was ready to explode.
And as usual Madam stopped and my cum came out sprinkling
my dinner with "gravy" as she called it.
"Ok tweak, your dinner is ready. Eat up before it gets
cold."
As I was eating I saw Madam L. out of the corner of my eye
rummaging through her "war chest" of equipment. When I
finished she patted my head and told me that I was her good
little puppy dog and she wiped my face clean and gave me a
bowl of water to lap up.
"Tweak, I have another surprise for you. I know how much
you hate cumming right before I punish you or feed you your
food. Do you want me to stop milking you?"
"Wuff, wuff." I could not believe my ears. I hated my cage
and everything I was forced to do, but maybe if I was
allowed to be horny it would at least be tolerable.
"Tweak you will get your wish, but I hope you know what you
are doing. I thought you would have learned by now what I
said to you before - 'You may find that having is not
always so pleasing a thing after all as wanting' - Tweak
you will not cum again for quite some time." As Madam L.
said this she pulled a device from behind her back.
"Tweak, this is a 'chastity tube' and I am told that they
are quite effective. It should be for the amount of money
you paid for it. By the way, keeping you in such comfort is
not cheap. The food alone is breaking me. You will be
expected to pay for your own keep with the allowance I give
you, but I'll explain all that later. Back to the 'chastity
tube', I am going to put this on you and it will not only
prevent you from cumming but it will also 'discourage' any
prolonged erections through discomfort. You'll see how it
works."
Madam L. commanded me to lay on my back and she placed the
nipple clamps on. She fitted my now very placid cock into
the sheath and placed a ring around my scrotum which she
padlocked into place. She removed the nipple clamps and
stepped back to admire her work.
"Tweak, you may not fully appreciate now what I have just
done to you since you have been milked constantly these
past two days, but in due time you will. I call this device
your 'pussy collar'. Would you like to know why I call it
that?"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Tweak I heard a joke a number of years ago. God was
talking to Adam and He said, 'I have some good and bad news
for you. The good news is I created a pussy, but the bad
news is I put a woman in charge of it.' Well, not only am I
in charge of the pussy, I am also in charge of your
pathetic little cock. I am going to let you in on a little
secret - I am going to tell you what 'PUSSY' stands for. It
stands for 'Privation Until She Says Yes'. So you see
Tweak, God gave me control of the pussy and my Pussy just
took control of your dick. Enjoy this moment while you can
tweak. I'll see you tomorrow morning. Good night, puppy
dog."
With that she turned off the light and left the room. For
the moment I was relieved and happy that I was going to be
allowed to get horny, but I was also scared. I had never
gone very long without either having sex or masturbating.
And what really worried me was that Madam L. knew me better
than I knew myself, and if she was anticipating discomfort
then maybe I should have thought more before asking not to
be milked anymore.
It was a very long night as I waited for Madam L's return.
I was constantly re-positioning myself the best I could
trying in vain to get comfortable. I finally heard faint
noises above my head as I did the day before. Was Madam L.
awake and moving about?
I was anxious for Madam L. to return for the darkness was
driving me crazy. At last she opened the door and entered
wearing a robe.
"Good morning, tweak. I hope you slept well. I spent a lot
of time and money on making your accommodations the best I
could. It is now time for our little game. What color
panties is your Madam wearing this morning?"
I had thought long and hard about my answer. Was she going
to trick me and wear pink again? Was she going to wear a
color I already picked thinking I would not pick that
again? I had decided sometime during that long night to
stick with "Black".
"Oh, I am so sorry tweak. You are wrong again. Would you
like to go for the double or nothing?"
I was tempted to say "no" but I thought for sure that I
knew the way she thought and I couldn't stand another day
in this cage so I said, "Wuff, wuff."
"OK tweak, what is your second choice?"
"White?"
"I'm so sorry my little puppy dog" she smiled as she opened
her robe and showed me yellow panties. You see tweak, I
thought you might try the same colors as yesterday but I
wasn't sure so I decided instead of trying to second guess
you I would leave it up to chance. I just turned my head
this morning, pulled out a pair without looking and they
happened to be yellow. It seemed to work, don't you think?"
"THAT'S NOT FAIR!" I shouted in frustration and anger
before I even knew what I was doing.
"What did you say?" Madam L. snapped with an intensity and
look I had never before seen. "You dare talk without me
giving you permission? And you think you can question my
judgement and use that tone of voice with me?"
She began to pace around the room shaking her fist in the
air. The more she paced the madder she got.
"Who the hell do you think you are? You are a fucking puppy
dog! You begged me for months to dominate you and now you
think you can run the show? You have another fucking
thought coming! You said before that you wanted me to
'make' you do things. To 'force' you to do something you
didn't want to do. Ok tough guy, watch little ol' me force
you to drink your own piss. And I'll also make you beg me
for it. Will that prove to you that I'm serious? I hope to
God that you really, really don't want to do this for it
will make it that much more fun. And you know what tweak,
you haven't pissed for quite a while and I bet there is a
whole lot there for you to drink. And that first piss in
the morning will be especially potent and yellow! OK big
shot let see how tough and defiant you are now!"
I had never seen Madam L. like this and for the first time
I was really, really scared. I didn't want to drink my own
urine and I wondered how long I could hold out.
"Tweak, I'll let you know exactly what I am going to do.
First, I am going to drag you out of your cage and put you
in the stockade. Secondly, I am going to ice and whip your
ass like never before. Thirdly, I am going to tie your
balls to the ring on the floor and stretch them as far as
they will go - and then I will whip them as well. Fourthly,
I am going to re-arrange your nipple clamps every minute. I
will then make you piss into a baby bottle. And finally, I
will give you that bottle only after you really, really beg
me for it. And I won't stop until you convince me you want
it like nothing you have ever wanted before. And by the
way, you are going to be gagged the first half-hour so I
don't think you will be able to beg for it until after
that. Ok tweak let's see how tough you are. If you don't
want all that to happen then just stop me you fucking
sissy."
"Tweak, I don't want there to be any doubt in your mind
that I am going to 'MAKE' you do all those things. Lil' ol'
me is going to drag your fat ass out of that cage and whip
you like you've never been whipped before. I am warning you
now that it is going to hurt like hell so if you don't want
to be in serious pain then you better stop me. I think that
I can get you from cage to stockade in under 5 minutes. If
I can't then I'll let you go, but for every minute under 5
I am going to add another five minutes to your whipping."
I knew that I was in dire straits restrained as I was but I
thought I had a chance. I outweighed Madam L. by 75 pounds
and I was much stronger.
"The clock starts now," she said as she set the timer.
As soon as I heard the click on the timer I felt an immense
pain in my balls. Madam L. had shocked me with the collar.
"That was only a 4, tweak, I am surprised you even felt
that."
As I was beginning to recover from that jolt a much
stronger one hit me. As I doubled over in agony I heard the
cage open and I felt something slip over my head.
"That was a 6, tweak. Now let's go puppy dog. You have a
date with the stockade."
I was now angry from the shocks and I shouted back, "You
fucking bitch!"
"Tweak, are you actually fighting back? Don't you want to
have your ass whipped and drink your own piss from a baby
bottle?"
"There's no way I am going to let you do that to me. I am
through with this game."
"You are cute, albeit, disrespectful, when you are mad.
We'll work on your temper and manners later. But you sure
as hell aren't finished with the 'game' for there is no
game. This is your life tweak - welcome to it."
As she said this I felt a noose tighten around my neck and
I was pulled forward. If I didn't go further I wouldn't be
able to breathe.
"Tweak, don't you just love this device? It is what dog
catchers use. I can tighten or loosen the strap around your
neck just by twisting, and the pole I am holding is sturdy
so you can't charge me. But then again, I don't know how
quickly a man with shackled balls could charge anyway."
Madam L. pulled me to the base of the stockade. I tried to
hold my ground but each time I stopped she tightened the
noose and pulled harder. When I was on the platform of the
stockade she put the pole through the legs of the stockade
and secured it to a ring on the wall. I now couldn't move
forward or backwards. She then moved around me and secured
each ankle to a ring in the platform. I tried to kick her
away but it was a feeble endeavor with my balls yanked at
each attempt.
She then shocked me again. As I was dazed and tried to grab
my balls with my paws she quickly looped a rope around my
right paw and yanked hard so it tightened and she secured
the other end to a ring. She shocked me a fourth time and
did the same with the left paw. I was now immobile but I
didn't know how she was going to get me in the stockade.
"You got me this far but you won't get me into the
stockade, so you'll have to let me go."
At this she just laughed and said, "You fool, you'll never
learn, will you?"
She then pulled out her "ace in the hole" as she lowered
the top of the stockade. It was on a track that allowed it
to go up and down. She lowered it to the height of my head
and opened the top. She detached the noose from around my
head and put it back on above the top of the stockade. She
must have smiled to herself as I tried to move my head
away.
She then manoeuvred my head to the bottom half of the hole
and secured it there with a clamp that went from my collar
to the wood of the stockade. She then shocked me again to
throw me off balance and did the same with my right hand.
This was more of a struggle but with her whole body she
overcame my right arm. She then did the same with the left.
When my head and arms were in place she lowered the top
half of the stockade in place and snapped on the lock. She
then undid the chain that connected my ankles to my balls
and she cranked the stockade back to the top.
"Time! Let's see, that took 3 minutes and 45 seconds. Not
bad for a 'fucking bitch', wouldn't you say?"
Smack - Smack -Smack - Smack -Smack.
"Don't you answer my questions anymore? Not bad for a
'fucking bitch', wouldn't you say?"
"Wuff, Wuff."
I was now in serious shit!
"Tweak, what happened? I thought you didn't want to play
this 'game' anymore? Why are you in that stockade? Oh,
that's right - I MADE you get in it! You didn't have a
choice in the matter did you? You little sissy, you let a
125lb 'fucking bitch' kick your ass? I'll let you talk to
answer my questions."
"Yes, Mistress."
"Yes, what tweak?"
"Yes, Mistress you made me get in this stockade even though
I did not want to."
Smack - Smack - Smack - Smack - Smack
"I think you can be a little more humbled than that if you
try."
"Yes, Mistress, you made tweak, a little sissy, get into
the stockade. You are the Mistress and I am the pathetic
slave. I'm sorry for calling you that name."
"What name was that?"
"That bad name, Mistress."
"I forgot tweak, what did you call your Madam?"
"A name I should never call you."
Smack
"I'll ask you one more damn time and your memory better
improve. What did you call me?"
I didn't know what to say, if I didn't answer I was in
trouble but if I called her that again would that make
things worse. I meekly said, "fucking bitch".
"Louder tweak, that's not how you said it before.
"Fucking bitch"
"I want you to scream it until I say stop."
"FUCKING BITCH! FUCKING BITCH! FUCKING BITCH! FUCKING
BITCH! FUCKING BITCH! FUCKING BITCH! FUCKING BITCH!"
"That's enough. I hope you really enjoyed saying that for
it's going to cost you dearly! Let's see, there are 7
letters in 'fucking' and 5 letters in 'bitch' that means
you are going to spend 12 days in your cage and you won't
cum for at least that long. I'll ask you everyday you are
in your cage if it was really worth it. We'll talk more
about that later. Let me fulfil my other promises to you."
After Madam said that she placed clothes pins on each of my
nipples and said, "Every time this timer 'dings' I'll
switch these the other way.
Next she put a chain through my cock ring and stretched my
balls toward a hook in the floor. "This will be good for
every time I whip your ass you won't be able to move much.
Or at least I wouldn't if I were you."
"Ding." she changed the nipple clamps.
Next she MADE me open my mouth so she could put in a ball
gag. She strapped it very tight.
"Ding" she changed the clamps
"Now that you are gagged and I have you how I want you
let's proceed."
Madam L. went over to the corner of the basement where
there was a covered object. When she removed the sheet I
saw a large television. She wheeled the TV over to where I
was and it was at the exact height of my head. She turned
on the TV and the VCR. She then hit "Play" and in a moment
the entire screen was filled with a close-up of a pussy. I
then heard Madam L's voice coming from the TV.
"Tweak, welcome to the 'Vagina Monologues'. If you are
watching this tape it means that you are now in your
stockade and you are helpless. The Pussy you see before you
is mine! It is so soft and beautiful, and yet so powerful.
Everything that is happening to you is because of the power
of my Pussy! Tweak you will come to adore, respect and obey
this Pussy. Tweak, you will show humility when in the
presence of my Pussy. As I punish you now I command you to
stare and gaze at She who is your mistress. When I whip
your ass I want you to see the Pussy who has power over
you. Tweak, my Pussy is going to control all your actions
and thoughts. Take a good look at your mistress. This Pussy
is going to control you forever!"
Madam L. then paused the tape and said, "Tweak, look at the
TV and behold your new Mistress in all Her glory. You
aren't worthy to see Her in person yet, but you will be
seeing a lot of Her on tape. As I whip you I want you to
stay focused on my Pussy and realize that it is Her who
gives me power over you. Watch and listen to your new
Mistress as I whip you into total submission."
"Ding." she changed the clamps.
"Let's see tweak, you have your original 30 minutes plus
five minutes for each minute under 5 you couldn't stop me.
That makes another 10."
As she said "10 minutes," I mumbled through the gag.
"What's wrong tweak? You don't think 10 minutes is fair
since you lasted almost 4 minutes? Well, let's just make it
15 then - if I were you I would learn to keep quiet. So
that brings your grand total to 45 minutes. You are going
to owe me big for giving you so much time and attention."
"Ding," she changed the clamps.
My nipples were already beginning to catch on fire and yet
I had nearly an hour to go. I knew, however, that in a few
moments my nipples would not be my main problem as Madam L.
had already begun icing down my ass.
Madam L. finally announced, "It's time to begin. Enjoy the
'show' as I start your punishment."
She then hit "play" on the VCR.
"Smack - Smack - Smack - Smack."
"Ding"
"Smack - Smack - Smack - Smack - Smack"
"Ding"
This went on for what seemed like an eternity. After a
while it sounded like an old typewriter when it would
"ding" signalling the person to hit the "return" lever
I tried not to move since my balls were attached to the
platform but sometimes it hurt so much I jumped without
realizing it, that is until the pain in my crotch surpassed
the pain in my ass.
"Tweak, are you enjoying the 'show'. I hope so. I put a lot
of time into making that for you. Do you think I'll get an
Academy Award Nomination?"
Madam L. was true to her word and kept up the "ass-ault"
without hesitation, except for the few seconds it took to
change the clamps.
"OK tweak, your ass is sufficiently red. Let's move to your
dick."
These words brought terror into my heart. I had never had
my dick whipped.
Madam L. quickly removed the "chastity tube" and announced,
"Enjoy this freedom as much as you can, your dick won't be
this free for a couple of more weeks."
As she began to whip she commanded me to watch the TV,
"Watch the Pussy as I whip your prick. It only seems right
that you should see the power of the Pussy as your little
dick gets put in his place."
The pain was unbearable, and although I cried out as loudly
as I could through my gag, Madam L. did not stop except for
the "ding" when she changed the clamps.
The "buzzer" on the timer mercifully signalled that the
"session" was over. Madam L. then stopped the tape.
"Tweak, where did the time go? Didn't it just seem to fly
by? I am going to remove your gag in a minute and you
better convincingly ask for something or I'll reset the
timer for an hour. Do you understand?"
I nodded my head the best I could. When she removed the gag
I began the best I could through my tears, "Madam L. (sob,
sob) would you pleeeasse let my drink (sob, sob) my own
pee? May I pleeeaassse dr..in..k my own piss. Pleeeeeaaasse
let me drink my own pee from a baby bottle. Pleeeaaase!
Pleeeasse!"
"Not bad, tweak. Maybe we can nominate you for an Academy
Award also," she sarcastically said.
She made me piss into a bottle. My piss nearly filled it to
the top.
"Good boy, tweak. It is nice and yellow and warm. I am
sorry that you won't be able to drink it quite yet, though.
I have another surprise for you before you get to drink
your own nectar. I'll be gone for a few hours and when I
get back I'll let you have your bottle. While I am gone
I'll put in another tape for your viewing pleasure. This
one is educational. I made several for you. Aren't I so
nice? This one has instructions throughout that I assume
you will be smart enough to obey. Remember, even though I
am not here, I am taping you with that camera in the
corner. When I review the tape you damn well better have
followed the instructions on the tape. But before you watch
this tape you should be dressed like a schoolgirl since
after all it is educational."
Madam L. temporarily released my feet and so she could
dress me in plaid panties to match my plaid skirt. She
further added white knee high stockings and little, shiny
black shoes. I looked like a schoolgirl.
"See you later, tweak. I am sure you'll 'love' your next
surprise. It's the best one yet!"
Madam L. hit the "Play" button, and then closed the door
behind her as she left.
The close-up of the Pussy returned with Madam L's voice
saying, "Tweak, let's begin your first lesson. Repeat this
phrase until I tell you to stop - I will worship Madam L's
Pussy"
I did as I was instructed as I said, "I will worship Madam
L's pussy. I will worship Madam L's Pussy "
I then heard Madam L's voice coming from a speaker and not
the TV, "Tweak, I can hardly hear you. You'll have to talk
louder. I am watching you on our, or rather, my bedroom
TV."
I began again and this time louder, "I will worship Madam
L's Pussy. I will worship Madam L's Pussy..."
"That's much better" Madam L's voice echoed. Now be a good
boy and finish your lesson. When you get done I have a big
surprise for you."
I said this mantra until the tape instructed me further,
"Tweak, you will now say 'I will always obey Madam L's
Pussy'"
"I will always obey Madam L's Pussy. I will always obey
Madam L's Pussy..." I couldn't believe that Madam L. was
controlling my actions even when she wasn't here, but I
could not risk the fact that she was watching or that she
really would review the tape later.
I was in "class" for what seemed like hours and I was
getting very stiff. The door finally opened heralding Madam
L's return.
"Tweak, do you want your surprise now?"
"Yes, Mistress."
She then whispered in my ear, "Tweak, this is going to be
your greatest test yet. I know it will be hard, but you
better obey me to the letter or I swear that the punishment
you received before will be nothing compared to what I will
give you. Do you believe me?"
"Yes, Mistress." I said in complete sincerity. I was
quickly learning the depth of her resolve and sternness.
"From now on don't say a word unless instructed by me or
the video. Each letter you utter will be another day in
your cage. I am fucking serious. Tweak, I may be strict and
stern, but I am not cruel. Everything I have done thus far
is to make you into the slave you always wanted to be. I
told you that you will be spending the next 12 days in your
cage, but I don't think that you would survive in such a
small cage. So I just went to the 'store' and got you a
larger one. Would you like to see it?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Bring it in, gentlemen."
My heart may have literally stopped when all at once I
realized that other people were going to see me like this
and I was powerless to stop it. I caught out of the corner
of my eye two large men carrying in equipment and tools.
"Gentlemen, this is tweak. This is my little sissy slut
whom you built this room for. She is dressed like a
schoolgirl now for she is learning her lessons. She can't
talk at the moment for she is being punished. I am making
her bark like a dog. Say hello tweak."
I was stunned, and didn't know what to do.
"Oh, she must be shy around stingers. You are her first
guests." Madam L. walked close to me and said in a soft but
stern voice, "Tweak you better damn well bark hello or
else."
"Wuff, wuff." I barely mumbled.
"May we pet her," one of the men asked.
"Sure, I think she'll like that. Wag your tail if you want
these nice men to pet you tweak."
I wagged my tail the best I could, and I thought I was
going to die from embarrassment. Both men came over and
patted me on the head.
"Where do you want us to assemble this cage, Ma'am?"
"Over there, next to tweak's other cage."
This new cage was much larger. It was 4 feet wide, 4 feet
high and 6 feet long.
"You, gentlemen don't mind if tweak continues his lessons
while you work, do you?"
"No, Ma'am. Tweak won't bother us at all."
"Ok tweak, finish you lessons while these men build your
new home. I am going to go upstairs and watch TV. Remember
to talk loudly enough for me to hear." Madam L. pushed the
play button and left.
As luck, or misfortune, would have it, depending on one's
point of view, as the tape began the voice instructed me to
say, "I am a little sissy who likes to wear diapers with
little yellow stars."
When the tape said that, the men looked over to me in the
stockade and the TV and just chuckled to themselves.
"I am a little sissy who likes to wear diapers with little
yellow stars. I am a little sissy..."
As I was repeating this phrase over and over I could hear
the men laughing and saying, "Why would any guy want to say
and do that. He really, really must be pussy whipped."
After about an hour the men finished and Madam L. returned.
She told them it looked wonderful and they assured her that
it was inescapable. There was a slot to put my head through
the front and a "door" on the bottom where food could be
inserted.
"Tweak, why don't you thank the men for all their hard
work. After all, they just built you a new house. You may
speak like a human."
"Thank you," I said.
"Tweak, is that any way to talk to adults?"
"Thank you, Sirs, for all your hard work."
Madam L. then said, "You guys have been working hard, would
you like a beer?"
"Sure, Miss, that would be great."
"Wait here while I go grab a few."
When Madam L. returned she gave them each a beer and opened
one for herself as well. She told them to have a seat on
the carpet while she gave me something to drink. She then
came over to me, whispered something in my ear and pulled
the baby bottle from behind her back. She then stood,
leaning against the stockade, holding the bottle up next to
my mouth with one hand and holding her beer in the other. I
began to suck on the bottle as instructed.
"That's a novel idea giving her beer in a bottle," one of
the men said.
"What makes you think it's beer. You think she deserves a
beer? She's drinking her own piss?"
"No way!" the other man exclaimed.
"Of course she is, she begged me to let her drink her own
piss. Isn't that right, tweak?"
I could do nothing but nod my head "yes" as I continued to
suck on my bottle.
"Is she going to drink the whole bottle?"
"Most certainly, she did beg so nicely for it."
"Why doesn't she just refuse to drink it?"
"That would be quite foolish indeed. I whispered in her ear
before she began that if she didn't drink it all like a
good baby that I was going to double her time in the cage
and that I would really, really embarrass her in front of
our guests. I think she wants to finish it. Don't you
tweak?"
Again, I could only nod my head yes.
"I still don't believe that she really begged for it."
"Why don't you show them tweak," Madam L. said as she
removed my bottle.
I had no choice but to beg again if I didn't want to
experience Madam L's wrath. "Pleeeeaase let me have my
bottle back. Pleeeaassse give tweaky his bottle."
She put the bottle back to my lips and said, "You see, if
it was up to me I would probably let her have a beer, but
as you can tell she really wants that bottle. I wonder how
long it will take to wean her off?"
Madam L. and the men chatted casually as I concentrated
hard on finishing every last drop of my urine.
When I finished Madam L. said, "All gone tweaky. You were
such a good little girl."
"Are you going to keep her in the stockade all day?" one of
the men asked.
"Oh no. I am going to move her to her new home in a little
bit."
"How do you make sure that she doesn't escape while you are
moving her."
Madam L. just laughed and said, "Would you like to stay and
watch as I transfer the prisoner? I bet I can move her in
less that 4 minutes."
"There's no way you can move that big girl in that short of
time. I bet you $10 that you can't."
"You're on. But first tweak has to do something first.
Today is Monday and she has to call in to work and tell
them that she won't be in for a while. You see my husband,
or rather my slave, owns a rather large company and she can
take time off whenever she likes."
Madam L. went to get a portable phone and I dreaded the
conversation about to take place.
"Hello, Joe, this is Laurie. I was just calling to let you
know that John won't be in work today. I don't know what's
wrong with him. He's really PISSED off about something. I
don't know what he has up his ASS this morning?"
She was smiling and winking as she said "pissed" and "up
his ass".
"Here, I'll let you talk to John."
Madam L. then held the phone next to me. "Joe this is John,
I won't be able to make it in for a week or so. No, there's
nothing wrong. I just have some things I need to take care
of. I'll call you later. Bye."
Madam L. held up the phone and said, "You think it's only
going to be a week or so? Huh? We'll talk about that later.
OK guys, before I begin the transferral let me re-attach
her chastity tube. We can't have her cumming without my
approval and permission, can we?"
With that in place she told the men to start their watches.
I could sense, through all my pain and discomfort, that
they were impressed with Madam L's speed and thoroughness.
She pretty much just reversed the steps she used in getting
me out of my cage, and with myself being more exhausted
than ever, she was even more effective than before. I
hardly knew how I got into my cage when I heard the door
"clang" shut and I heard Madam L. say, "Time".
"Three minutes and 10 seconds. We are impressed."
"Keep your money, it was fun. Both tweak and I enjoyed the
spectators. I'll see you guys later. I am sure that there
will be other things we will need in the future. Thanks for
everything."
Madam L. walked them to the front door. When I was alone
and looked around from the confines of my new "home" I was
amazed at how quickly one's life can really change. After
about 15 minutes Madam L. returned with a plate in one hand
and a glass in the other.
"Here you go tweak, I brought you a real treat. You were
such a good boy for our first guests that I think you
really deserve this. You see I can be quite kind and
generous if you obey my commands."
Madam L. slid a plate of food through the opening in the
front of the cage. It was a roast beef sandwich with mashed
potatoes. And next to the cage she placed a large glass of
water where I could reach through the bars and pick it up.
I was famished and quickly devoured my first "real" meal in
two days.
Madam L. just stood there and laughed to herself as I ate
my dinner, "My, aren't we hungry today? Enjoy your food
tweak, I have to go out and get some things done so just
stay here and rest. Or would you rather watch another video
tape? You can answer honestly."
"No Mistress I'd rather just rest."
"You know I could make you if I wanted to don't you?"
"Yes Mistress, you could make me if you wanted to."
"That's okay tweak. Get your rest, you'll need it in the
weeks to come. I'll see you later."
After Madam L. left and closed the door, I stretched out in
my much larger cage, and with a full stomach, I had my
first good sleep.
It seemed like no time had passed when I heard my Madam's
voice say, "Wake up tweak." She pulled down her jeans and
panties and snapped her fingers. I assumed the position and
on the second snap I kissed her royal ass. She then pulled
up her panties and jeans and pulled a chair over next to
the door of my cage. She sat backwards on the chair as she
faced my cage.
"Tweak, let's have a talk. Let me recap the state of
affairs. The President gives a 'State of the Union'
address, well this is Madam's 'State of tweak' address. You
are in a cage under my absolute control because you begged
me to take complete control of you and I have obliged. My
Pussy now dominates every aspect of your life. I have taken
your freedom. You are no longer free to move about. I say
if and when you can talk. I control what and when you eat.
I say if, when and how you cum. There is nothing you are
able to do without my permission.
"As I told you before I am not cruel, but I am strict and
stern. You think that you have experienced a lot of what it
means to be someone's sex slave but I assure you that you
have barely scotched the surface.
"As soon as you asked me to take control of your life I
began to plot and arrange everything that would happen. I
have been working on all of this for months. Tweak, you
will get what most men never achieve. You will obtain your
dream of being totally dominated and MADE to do things you
never would have done on your own.
"You see tweak, I have been studying your 'diary' and I
know the deepest darkest secrets of your soul. And even
though you may have never imagined or even wanted some of
those fantasies to come true, I assure you that they all
will, and even ones you never imagined. I do not want you
to ever be able to say that a fantasy of yours or mine was
left unfulfilled.
"Tweak, you are going to go where 'no man has gone before'.
Tweak, I PROMISE you that I will not let you down. Even
when you don't feel like 'playing the game' any longer I
won't let you quit. You have my ABSOLUTE WORD that I will
be your Madam forever. I hope that I have proven that to
you so far and I hope you believe that - if you don't I am
sure you soon will.
"Tweak I also hope you have figured out that escape is
impossible. I have carefully planned out how I will handle
you when I move you, thus making escape impossible. And I
hope these next 12 days in your cage, and you will spend
all of them in your cage, will demonstrate how serious I am
and how silly it was for you to offend me. If you offend me
again I promise I won't show so much mercy.
"You weren't bad with our guests but you did hesitate. I
suppose that was because of the shock of seeing other
people. My only advice is 'get over it' for they were the
first but they won't be the last. If you ever embarrass me
again by not obeying my command instantly there will be
hell to pay! I don't want your bad behavior being a bad
reflection upon me.
"Tweak, I hope you are enjoying your new life, but if you
aren't I suppose that's okay too, for in a warped sense you
probably derive some perverted pleasure from that. But
regardless, this is your life from now on so get used to
it. Tweak you are going to be my sissy slave forever. Do
you understand everything I just said?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"I hope so, for your sake that you did. Tweak, just
remember this may be a 'game' to you but it sure as hell
isn't to me. I am going to get you some more food and drink
and then I am going to leave you until tomorrow when we
will begin your next lesson."
Madam L. returned with food and drink and a jar for me to
piss in during the night, and then left me alone in the
dark to ponder.
Time, while I am in the dark, is hard to measure. It seemed
like I was alone for days, but I knew it could not have
been more than 10 or 12 hours, when the door to the dungeon
finally opened.
As Madam L. walked in it was hard to focus upon her for the
light coming from the other room was blinding. Madam turned
on the light in the dungeon and stood before me. She was
dressed in blue jeans and a knit shirt. She also had in her
hand a small suitcase which puzzled me.
"Tweak, I am going on a small vacation. I have worked hard
these past couple of months and especially these past few
days and I think I need a break. And there really is no
need for me to stay here while you are serving out your
sentence, is there? Why should I be confined to this house
just because you are confined to your cage? Tweak, you may
speak if you like."
"Mistress where are you going?"
"Let's just say I am going to have some 'fun in the sun'
these next few days. I get absolutely no sun stuck in this
dungeon with you."
"What am I supposed to do while you are gone?"
"Tweak, you are so silly. You are 'supposed' to stay in
your cage and finish the next 11 days of your punishment
for calling me a 'fucking bitch'. That wasn't very bright
was it, tweak?"
"No, Mistress. But how will I manage without you here?"
"Tweak, as I told you before, I may be strict but I am not
cruel. I haven't forgot about your needs. That's why I got
you a babysitter!"
"A WHAT?"
"Tweak, careful with the tone and attitude! I should add
another 5 days to your sentence, one for each disrespectful
letter you just said, but I am in a good mood since I am
about to go on a short vacation, so I will only add 2 more
days. So now you are up to an 'unlucky 13' -is that clear?"
"Yes, Mistress."
"Well, back to your babysitter. I talked my friend Paula to
come and stay here while I am gone. Is that okay with you"
Madam L. knew that of all her friends, Paula, drove me the
most crazy. We always disagreed about everything and we
were both very stubborn. I could not stand the thought of
being "babysat" by Paula but I had no choice and I did not
want any more days added so I reluctantly said, "Yes,
Mistress."
"Before she arrives I want to get you dressed. Put on these
pink panties and this pink nightie, as well as these pink
thigh highs. You will look so good."
I quickly did as instructed.
"Okay, Paula, come on in and meet tweak."
Paula must have been right outside the door listening for
she immediately entered the room. She was dressed in a silk
blouse, black skirt, black nylons and black high-heel
shoes. She drove me crazy, but she was rather stunning.
"Paula this is tweak."
"Hi, tweak," Paula giggled as she looked at me in
disbelief.
"Tweak, this is Miss Paula. Tell her 'hello'"
"Hello, Miss Paula."
"Paula, I left all sorts of instructions for you upstairs
on the table. I'm sure that tweak will give you no trouble
at all while I'm gone. I think she knows better than that.
If she does give you a hard time I left the number upstairs
where I can be reached. Call me and I will catch the next
flight home and deal with her. If you have any questions
while I am gone just e-mail me or give me a call."
"I'm sure that I will have no problems with tweak. Don't
worry about us, we'll be just fine. Enjoy yourself and
forgot about us. I'll take care of everything here."
"Paula, you're such a doll. I really appreciate this. I
promise that I'll make this up to you."
"Laurie, just go. I am glad that I could help out. It's no
bother at all. I am actually looking forward to time with
tweak."
"Tweak, while I'm gone I expect you to obey Miss Paula just
like you obey me. If she asks you to do something you
better do it and you better not show her any disrespect. If
she calls me and tells me that you are being 'bad' then God
help you when I get home! I left a number of assignments
for you to do while I am gone, but Miss Paula will explain
all of those to you. Be a 'big boy' while I am gone. I'll
see you in a little bit."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kissed her ass.
"That's so cute, Laurie."
"It's nothing. That was one of the first tricks he learned.
I am sure she will do it for you if you like. Just snap
once to get her ready, and snap a second time for her to
kiss your ass. There's nothing to it. I wish I could stay
longer, but I have to catch my flight."
"Go ahead and go! I'll be fine. Enjoy your trip!"
With that said, Madam L. left the dungeon and I was left
alone with Miss Paula. She just looked at me and gave me
the most evil, sinister smile I ever saw contort a person's
face. I knew that I would be longing for Madam L's return
in no time at all.
"Tweak, you look so cute in your cage all dressed in pink.
Laurie, or should I say 'Madam L.' explained how you begged
and begged for months for this to happen. Is this true?"
"Yes," I replied.
"Ooouuccchh!" I screamed as I felt the shock.
"Tweak, I was informed by your Madam that you had better
manners. Is that the way you would have answered her? I
expect the same respect that you showed her."
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"That's better. Now don't you forget who's in charge here.
Do I make myself perfectly clear?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Tweak, I know that we have not always agreed on things in
the past, but that's all over now, isn't it? From now on
we'll always agree won't we? I will always be right and you
will always be wrong. Let's see how well your Mistress has
taught you."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Well done tweak. Can you really believe that you are about
to kiss my ass? I am going to pull down my panties and you
are going to kiss and rim my asshole until I tell you that
you can stop. I guess I really should have taken a shower
today and put on fresh undies, but oh well, I am sure you
won't mind. At least I wiped well, or at least I think I
did."
"Snap!"
Miss Paula pulled down her panties and backed her ass
toward my cage but I couldn't bring myself to kiss the ass
of a woman who drove me crazy and who I abhorred. I backed
away in my cage.
"What the hell are you doing tweak! Your Madam has barely
left and you are already disobeying me and her! I was going
to be nice to you while she was gone but you blew that. Now
you will kiss my ass and a hell of a lot more you fucking
sissy!"
"Ooucccchh! Ouucchhhh!" Miss Paula must have zapped me 10
times before she stopped. I was crying and snivelling in
the corner of my cage.
"Put these on quickly or else." She had thrown in the
manacles that connected to my ankles and then to my balls
as well as my "paws". I secured the ring to my balls and
then to my ankles and then I put on the "paws". Miss Paula
then reached in and locked the paws in place.
"Tweak, now come forward and put your head through the
opening in the front of your cage."
Miss Paula had lifted up the opening and secured it back in
place once my head had gone through. My body was trapped in
the cage and my head was outside.
"Tweak, now for your tail." She moved my panties over a
little and shoved the huge dildo tail up my ass. "Let's
hear you bark!"
"Wuff, wuff."
"Snap!"
Miss Paula had me lick her ass for what seemed like
forever.
"Tweak, that's all I wanted you to do before, but no, you
had to be a fucking dick about it. So now you get your
punishment. And God help you if you do not do exactly as I
say as soon as I say it. If you don't you will stay like
this until Madam L. returns and she will deal with you.
Tweak, you are about to do what no man has ever done for
me, probably because they found it too gross. But I am sure
you will love it."
Miss Paula removed her skirt and black panties as I
watched. She really was quite attractive.
"Tweak, do you notice anything special about me?"
"No, Miss Paula."
"Then look closer."
And all at once I saw it and I turned white. She must have
noticed my facial expression for she just began to giggle.
"Yes, tweak, you found it. I started yesterday and today is
normally the heavy day. I haven't changed it today and I
need help. Would you like to help poor ol' Miss Paula
change her plug?"
"Yes, Miss Paula," I was forced to say.
Miss Paula pulled a chair near to my cage and spread her
legs wide with them resting on the top of my cage. Her cunt
was only inches from my face.
"Now pull on the string until it comes out and hold it in
your mouth like a good little puppy dog."
It took all my effort not to gag as I grasped her sting and
pulled out the red cloth.
"Good girl, tweak. Now hold it there until I put my new one
in." Miss Paula quickly inserted the new plug. "Okay tweak,
now I want you to pull the string up until my plug is in
your mouth. I want you to suck on my plug like you would a
bone. I want it to be white. Do you understand?"
"Wuff, wuff," I responded as I manoeuvred her used plug
into my mouth.
Miss Paula pushed her chair away and put her panties and
skirt back on.
"Tweak, I would not have believed this if I did not see
this with my own eyes. You are sucking my plug because I
MADE you. Do a good job on this one, and you DAMN well
better, and I'll let you help me out these next couple of
days. I have to go upstairs now. Keep sucking hard. I'll be
back to check on my puppy dog in a little bit. Tweak, I
think I am really going to enjoy our time together."
As I knelt there sucking Miss Paula's plug clean I could
not believe what was happening to me. Not even in my
wildest fantasies did I think that I would be a "human
cleaner" for a woman's plug, and much less a woman other
than my wife. But I sucked, anyway, for I did not want to
experience the consequences of disobeying. The taste was
not nearly as bad as the thought. Miss Paula returned about
20 minutes later.
"Tweak, open your mouth and let me see how you are doing on
your assignment."
I did as I was told and Miss Paula pulled out her used
plug.
"Let's see how well you did. Not bad" she said as she
showed it to me for inspection. "Do you think you can do a
little better though?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Then you may ask for the privilege."
"Miss Paula may I please have your plug back so I can make
it nice and pretty and white?"
"You may tweak." She held it up about two inches from my
mouth like a person would hold a treat above a dog's mouth
to tease him. "Let's hear how much you want your treat
puppy."
"Wuff, wuff," I barked for almost a minute before Miss
Paula allowed me to reach it with my mouth.
"Good girl, tweaky. Make it nice and clean for Miss Paula
and she'll give you another treat later. Tweak you are
probably oblivious to how often a woman must change her
plug, aren't you?"
I nodded my head in agreement.
"Tweak, you will learn much about your new mistresses. I
will make it my mission to teach you as much about the
female anatomy and bodily functions as I can. Since you are
one of us now, or almost one or us now, it only seems right
that you should know how our bodies work. You should feel
special. No other man knows my cycle like you do and of
course no other person has had the privilege of tasting my
monthly by-product. You will get to taste my special juices
for the next couple of days. And I figure since I have a
plug in me then you should keep that plug in your ass too.
I will take yours out when I no longer need mine. Is that
okay with you?"
I sheepishly nodded in agreement.
"What's wrong tweak? Would you like your plug out now?"
"Wuff, Wuff."
"Your Madam tells me two barks mean 'yes'. Okay I'll take
it out although you probably won't like it much. Hasn't
Madam L told you to think before you act?"
Miss Paula scooted her chair back over in front of my face
and then pulled out my plug. She then sat in the chair with
a magazine and took the plug from my mouth.
"Tweak, pull out my plug"
I did as I was told and she sat in on a napkin on the
floor.
"Tweak, now neither of us has a plug inside us. Doesn't it
feel great? But I don't want to make a mess in your new
dungeon so as I read I want you to continuously lick me
clean. You better not spill a drop. Do you know that the
flow is greatest now? Probably not, but you will learn. You
will lick until I say stop. And this is a big magazine! I
hope you can go for an hour or so. And if I cum in the
middle please try to ignore me. You may begin."
Miss Paula stuck her legs on top of my cage and scooted
right next to my mouth. I immediately began to slowly lick
her cunt and the fresh juices tasted worse and were
psychologically much worse. As I licked and cleaned her I
could hear her giggle and every now and then she would pat
my head and say, "good tweak".
I slowly licked Miss Paula's red stained cunt as she sat in
front of me with her legs high in the air and her head
buried in a magazine. She acted as though this was an
everyday normal occurrence for her. As I licked and licked
my tongue and jaw began to grow tired but I dare not stop.
As I continued further I could tell her attention was
turning from the magazine to her pussy.
"Oh, tweak, you may have your faults but that tongue of
yours is golden. I hope you don't mind licking me while I
am on my period. Most men find it, what should I say,
gross, but I think it feels great. Maybe I can talk your
Madam into letting me borrow you a couple of days each
month. Ohhh, tweak, don't stop. A little faster... ohhhh
... a little harder .... ohhhh .... flip my clit with the
tip of your tongue. ahhhh... slower....
faster....ohh...ahhh.. go around my clit in slow
circles.... ahhhh...the other..ohhhh....way....yes...yes
slower....ahhhh....faster.....ahhhhh.... faster....
harder.... I'm cumming tweak...I'm cummmminnnng! ...
ohhhh...yes... don't you fucking stop.... ahhhh...ahhhhhh..
YES!...Yes!! AHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
At that Miss Paula's pelvis writhed beneath my tongue and
her body went into a massive quiver.
"Oh, tweak! Go slow now. Circle my clit with your tongue...
flip my clit with the tip of your tongue... go up and
down...ahhh. go side to side... ohhh... go faster...
harder...ahhhh... tweak what are you doing? I am going to
cum again! Harder...ahhhh.. faster... don't stop....
harder....ahhhhh.. Ohhhhhh..... faster....
AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"
"Tweak, stop!" Miss Paula was able to whisper as she sat
slumped in her chair.
I was happy to rest my tongue and jaws for I must have been
pleasuring Miss Paula for nearly an hour. I was also
beginning to get horny myself after listening to her
explosive orgasms. But as my prick began to stiffen I was
immediately reminded of the chastity tube that Madam L. had
put on me. As I grew harder the pain increased and so did
my desire to explode. I did not know what to do so I began
to bark at a frantic pace, "Wuff, wuff, wuff, wuff,
wuff..."
"What is it tweak? You may speak as a person. You have my
permission."
"Miss Paula I am so horny and I can't get hard with this
tube on. Will you please take it off just for a few
minutes. Pleeeaase!"
"Ha! HA! You got to be kidding me! Do I need to remind you
why it's there in the first place? You were a bad little
girl. Once was something about a 'fucking bitch' and the
other some protest over me as your babysitter. I've been
told by your mistress that your tube stays in place for at
least another 12 days. And even that length of time may be
extended depending upon your behavior and progress.
"Tweak, I don't know when your next orgasm will come, but I
can assure you that I will have at least another 50 orgasms
before you do. Don't you find that weird? Here I am, a
woman you really don't care much for and yet you are giving
me what you yourself cannot have. I already control your
body and I believe that I am beginning to control your
mind. You may not really want me yet, but I have a feeling
that before your Mistress returns you will be begging me
for the slightest glimpse of my body, touch of my hand or
drink of my juices. But for now you may look all you want
for I am ready to read another article in my magazine."
She scooted her chair back in place, placed her feet on top
of my cage and simply "snapped" her fingers signalling me
to begin. I began again, wondering when I would ever cum
again!
After another hour and two more orgasms Miss Paula decided
that she had had enough of my services for the time being.
She set her magazine on the floor and began to speak to me.
"Tweak, I want you to stare at my Pussy. And every time I
snap my fingers I want you to give it a soft, gentle kiss
and say 'Miss Paula your Pussy rules me' is that clear?"
"Yes, Miss Paula," I said as I stared at her face wondering
what kind of woman she really was.
"OOUUCCCCHHH!" I screamed.
"Why are you looking at my face? Didn't I tell you that I
wanted you to look at my Pussy?"
"Snap!"
I kissed her Pussy and said, "Miss Paula your Pussy rules
me".
"Tweak, have you ever really stared at a Pussy before?
Isn't it a great work of art?"
"Snap!"
Again I kissed her Pussy and said, "Miss Paula your Pussy
rules me."
"Tweak, isn't it such a work of beauty? How the outer lips
protect the inner lips and how both protect the vagina!"
"Snap!"
I again kissed her Pussy and said my obligatory line.
"Tweak, my Pussy, your Madam's Pussy and for that matter
any woman's Pussy is a sacred thing that you should worship
and adore!"
"Snap!"
A kiss and then, "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, a woman's Pussy is capable of so many things.
Unlike you I can cum and cum and cum to my heart's content.
I am not spent after one silly ejaculation."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, my Pussy not only brings me great joy, but it could
also bring you great joy if I so desired. I know you would
love to have that pent up dick of yours inside me now
wouldn't you?"
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Well, that's not going to happen. Not only can my Pussy
bring you great joy, it can also bring you great pain. And
maybe even worse it can bring you great humiliation."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, my Pussy can and will reduce you to a snivelling,
pathetic little creature. In a few days you are going to be
begging for the privilege of merely seeing this Pussy."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, look hard and long at that which brings you joy and
pain, at that which can bring freedom or bondage, at that
which can bring pride or humiliation."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, you are where you are now because your dick desired
a Pussy. You desired a Pussy to take complete and total
control of you. You will have your wish. Not only will a
Pussy forever control you but you will, as much as is
possible, become a pussy. Look at the way my Pussy folds
and flows across my body. Look at the hair that surrounds
my Pussy."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, you will always be the slave and we will always be
the Mistresses for we are the Ones who are 'desired' and
you are one who 'desires'. Our Pussies will forever enslave
your dick. You need us but we do not need you!"
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
"Tweak, take a good look at my Pussy now. I am sure you
think you never want to see it again after everything that
our Pussies have done to you, but you will be begging for
it again soon enough. After your next kiss I am going to
put Her away so you can't see or touch Her again for quite
a while."
"Snap!"
Kiss "Miss Paula your Pussy rules me."
Miss Paula backed her chair away, put a new tampon in her
Pussy and put her clothes back on and just stared at me and
laughed. She picked up the used tampon from the napkin and
said, "Suck on this plug and make it clean like that last
one. I'll be back in a little bit to inspect your work. And
tweak, for some reason Madam L. wanted me to keep
emphasizing that I am 'MAKING' you do all these things.
Have fun! Ciao!"
Miss Paula returned in about 30 minutes and inspected the
progress I was making on cleaning her latest plug.
Satisfied that I did a good job she removed my head from
the front of the cage and undid the "paws" on my hands. She
then threw in the key that undid the other restraints on my
ankles and balls. After I returned this key to her she slid
my dinner through the small opening in the front of the
cage designed for this.
"Eat well, tweak. You are going to need your energy. Your
Madam has left many assignments for you to complete before
she returns. I'll be back in one hour to collect your plate
and your piss." She left a cup for me to piss in.
I was too hungry and tired to really focus upon what she
meant by "assignments" but in the back of my mind I knew
that they weren't going to be good or pleasant. I quickly
devoured my food and the large glass of water Miss Paula
left me. She returned as promised and removed the plate,
glass and cup of piss.
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kissed my captor's ass.
"Before you begin your assignment you must dress the part.
Here are your plaid panties and skirt and thigh highs. Here
is your plaid bra and white blouse. Be sure to tie the
blouse across your midriff just like Brittany does in her
video."
"Tweak, here is your first assignment." Miss Paula handed
me a 40 page lined notebook and three pens - one wrote in
blue and the others wrote in red and green.
"Tweak, Your Madam has given you a writing assignment to
complete in her absence. She wants you to fill the first 10
pages of that notebook, both front and back, with the
phrase: 'Madam L. is my Mistress and I will always obey her
every command without hesitation'. Do you understand this
tweak?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Good. To make sure that as you write this doesn't become
too routine she has also instructed me to tell you that
each letter must be a different color. So for example, in
the word 'Madam L.' the 'M' will be blue; the 'a' will red;
the 'd' will be green, the next 'a' will be blue and so
forth and so on. Is this clear tweak?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Tweak, Madam L. has also told me to warn you that this
assignment will be carefully scrutinized and it better damn
well be neat. She doesn't want you to rush through an
assignment that she has put a lot of effort into thinking
up. She will judge your sincerity based upon the effort you
put into this project. Do you understand tweak?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Then you may begin."
I opened the notebook and was immediately struck by the
enormity of the assignment. With both the front and back
having to be filled that meant 20 pages of writing. I knew
that this would take hours, especially since I had to
constantly change pens and make it as neat as I could. I
slowly and carefully began my assignment as Miss Paula
watched on.
"Tweak, I just don't get it. I don't know why any man would
let his wife do all this to him. There you are like a
little girl being punished by his teacher for being bad.
You are going to spend, God only knows how many hours,
filling that notebook with a phrase your wife told you, you
had to do. You are in a cage, sucked my plugs, licked my
stained cunt, brought me to 4 orgasms and now you are doing
an 'assignment' like a little bitty bad boy.
"And on top of all that your so called 'manhood' is safely
tucked away - out of your very reach even though it is so
close. Tweak, I hope you enjoy all this for it seems to be
your life from now on. But of course you like it - you did
beg and plead for all this. Well, I won't keep you from
your work. I will be back every now and then to make sure
that you are keeping busy. I have to go and get ready for
the party."
"Party" what was Miss Paula talking about? She must have
seen the confusion in my face.
"Tweak, Laurie, oh I'm sorry, Madam L. told me that I could
have a few friends over to your house while she was gone.
You see, she told everyone that you and her were going to
be gone for a while and that I was house-sitting. She said
I could use her house to entertain if I wanted to. So I
invited several friends over tonight for a dinner party. So
if I were you I would be on your best behavior. Who knows,
if you really piss me off you may be the surprise of the
party. I am sure that my friends would love to have a tour
of Madam's house and wouldn't they be surprised if they
came and visited you? So be a good boy and maybe 'Auntie'
Paula will keep you a secret. See you later tweak - keep
writing!"
I was stunned. Would she really expose me to yet more
people? I didn't know what to do. But the choices were easy
- I could do nothing but do my assignment and be on my best
behavior so Miss Paula wouldn't carry through on her
threat.
I was busily working on my "assignment" when I noticed the
door open. Miss Paula walked in dressed to kill in a
beautiful long, form-fitting black evening dress with a
slit in the dress up to her thigh revealing her black
pantyhose underneath, she was also wearing 4" heels. She
must have also gone to the beauty parlor for her hair was
very elegantly done.
"Tweak, I have come to check on your progress. It's been 3
hours since I last left you. Time does fly when one is
having fun, doesn't it? Show me your notebook."
I handed the notebook through the bars as Miss Paula
snapped her fingers, and I immediately assumed the
position.
"One could quickly get use to this power - I see why your
Madam finds it so intoxicating. Don't worry, I am not going
to snap my fingers again. I am too dressed up, and besides,
I don't think you deserve to look upon my beauty. But I do
think that you are in the proper posture now - on your
knees with your head bowed down - as I stand in your
presence checking your work. Not bad tweak. But you are
only on your 3rd page. You still have 7 more to go. What is
taking you so long?"
"Miss Paula, I am trying to be extremely neat and it is
hard to change colored-pens every letter and make sure that
I am staying with the right order of colors." As I am
speaking Miss Paula is very quiet and I can tell that she
is carefully perusing my work.
"Oh my tweak, what do I see here? You have forgotten an 'a'
in one of your 'Madam's'. Why have you done that? Do you
think Madam L. will appreciate her name being misspelled?
She's not your 'Madm' tweak; she's your 'Madam'.
Thankfully, your error is on the second page and not the
first. If it were on the first I would have to tear out all
three pages, but now I only have to tear out the last two
you've done." With that said Miss Paula tore out the past
two pages of my work and tore them to pieces in front of
me.
I was in shock! That was over 2 hours of work wasted over
missing a stupid "a". I had reached my limit once again and
I acted before I thought.
"YOU BITCH! I worked hard on that and I can't believe you
just tore it up. That took me over 2 hours and you tore it
up over one stupid mistake?! OOOOWWWWWW! OOOOWWW!
OOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!" I was being zapped in the balls.
"Tweak, shut the fuck up!"
I was immediately quiet.
"Now that's better. First of all who the hell do you think
you are talking to me like that? Secondly, you call me a
'bitch' like it's a bad thing or something. And thirdly,
you haven't seen me as a 'bitch' yet, but you will. I tried
to help you before by pointing out your error before Madam
L. had a chance to see it. I knew she wouldn't like it at
all, but you were too stupid to appreciate the fact I was
trying to save your ass some serious pain. Now I'll have to
call your Madam and tell her what you did."
"Pleeeaase don't call Madam L. Pleeeaaase! I'll do anything
you say. ANYTHING! But please don't call Madam L."
It wasn't until after I had spoken these words that I
realized that I was actually sincerely begging for the
first time in my life. I really didn't want Madam L. to
have to come home early from her trip because I was
misbehaving, especially after she warned me of the dire
consequences of such an intrusion upon her.
"Tweak, I don't see what kind of babysitter I would be if I
didn't keep the parent, or in this case the Mistress,
informed of her child's/slave's bad behavior. I will get
the phone and you can tell her yourself."
"Pleeeease. Pleeeaasse. I'll do anything! I am so sorry.
Pleeaase...."
"Tweak, you'll do ANYTHING I say if I don't call your
Madam?"
"Yes, Miss Paula," I shouted at my first glimmer of hope
that I might be spared.
"You promise that you'll do anything without hesitation?"
"Yes, Miss Paula."
"Tweak, let me think on your offer. I have guests that
should be arriving shortly and I must go prepare for them.
Here is your notebook back. You may continue with your
assignment. You now have 9 pages to go. And if I were you I
would be more careful."
"Yes, Miss Paula. Thank you, Miss Paula," I said with
excitement in my voice.
"My tweak, I don't think I have ever heard you so
appreciative toward me before. I hope you feel the same way
after you do that 'anything' for me later. I'll be back in
a few hours to check on your progress, and who knows maybe
I'll bring a few guests."
With that said, Miss Paula left and closed the door behind
her. As I began to write again I thought to myself, "Would
she really bring people back with her, and would that be
better than her having to have called Madam L.?" I could
not believe the changes my life was taking at such a rapid
rate.
I continued to write my "assignment" as instructed. I
doubled my previous pace but took extra caution, making
sure that I did not make any mistakes. I was hoping this
extra effort would please Miss Paula and that she would
show me some mercy for trying so hard. In the back of my
mind, however, I was struggling with the position I had
placed myself in. How could I have done this to myself?
Here I was, and the biggest concern in my life was filling
some stupid notebook with a saying that had to be perfect
in three different colors or else.
I used to run a relatively large and successful company and
I worried about shipments and orders being filled and
delivered on time, but now my sole purpose in life was
following the orders of a woman I despised. But here I was,
and there she was controlling my every action. And with
this tube around my dick she was also beginning to control
my thoughts as well. And as I was writing I began to wonder
if I was doing this more out of fear of being punished or
desperation hoping that if I pleased her she would allow me
to cum. I was lost in all these conflicting thoughts as the
door opened and Miss Paula walked in.
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Tweak, hand me your notebook."
I did as I was instructed.
"Now I want you to hook up your leg and ball restraints as
before and put on your 'paws' and I don't want to wait too
long so you better hurry. I am still pissed about before so
you better not fuck with me this time."
She threw in the necessary equipment and I did as I was
told. I was quickly secured within my cage and after she
put the locks on my 'paws' I scooted forward and put my
head through the hole in the front of the cage.
"Good girl, tweak. You are learning, albeit, very slowly. I
have another surprise for you now. I brought a hood for you
to wear. As I said before, I don't think you deserve to
look at my beauty so I'll cover your eyes with this."
She produced a hood that snuggly fit over my head but there
was a large opening for my mouth and nose. At least
breathing would not be a problem.
"How does that feel tweak?"
"Fine, Miss Paula."
"Get used to it. You'll be wearing it for quite a while.
Now let's see how well you did on your assignment." With
that said I could hear her pushing her chair closer to me
and I heard her feet come to rest on the top of my cage.
"Tweak, let's see how good you are. Find my string and pull
it out. I'll give you 20 seconds before I begin the
zapping. You may begin."
I frantically moved my mouth over her pussy looking for a
string to pull.
"My, my tweak! You really know how to turn a girl on. You
are attacking my Pussy like you've never licked one before.
10 more seconds."
I found the string and heard the "pop" as I pulled it out.
"Good girl tweak. Let Miss Paula have this. Don't worry
I'll give your play-toy back to you when we are done here.
You may now begin to slowly lick my Pussy. And I do mean
slow and gentle. I want this to last a long time, I have a
lot of reading to do here. I have to make sure your
'homework' or should I say 'cagework' is perfect. You may
begin."
I began to lick her Pussy and gently flick the tip of her
clit with my tongue. For the most part she was quiet but
every now and then she would give me certain instructions
such as: "Faster...slower...circular...the other
direction...harder...softer..." I must have licked her for
30 minutes before she began to audibly express her delight
in moans and sighs.
"Tweak, as I said before, I am going to have to work out
some deal with your Madam where I can borrow your tongue a
few days each month. I hope, as you lick, that you do an
extra special job since I showed you mercy. The party is
over and the guests are gone. You know I could have made
you the star attraction if I wanted?"
I mumbled, "Yes, Miss Paula," the best I could with my face
buried in her mound.
"Tweak, you don't need to answer. Just keep up the good
work...I still have another, what is it...46 more orgasms
to go before you even have a chance at your first one.
Let's see how many we can get out of the way this evening."
I continued to lick and slurp and suck the best I could and
over the next 45 minutes Miss Paula exploded another 4
times. When she finished I honestly don't know if she was
more spent or me. Probably her, for I was horny as hell and
was dying for relief, but I knew better than to push my
luck and ask. Not only would she say "no" but the thought
of actually hearing her say it and knowing that this woman
had that much control over me was too much for me to handle
now.
"Tweak, rest your jaws. We are through for the night. Give
me a few minutes and I'll get you some dinner."
Miss Paula sat there another 10 minutes before she got up
to get my food. As she left she ordered me to open my mouth
and suck on her plug while she was gone. She returned
shortly with my food which was lukewarm beef stew in my dog
bowl. She removed the plug and then released my head and
shoved the food through the hole in the cage. I was
starving so I quickly dove into my food which caused Miss
Paula to giggle. I could only imagine what I must look
like.
"Tweak, enjoy your meal. It's a shame you can't see me now.
I think you would like what you saw. All I have on are my
undergarments and a pair of high-heels. But you don't like
black stockings, a garter belt, a thong, and a bra on a
lady do you? Especially on a lady you don't like, do you?"
I couldn't help myself, "Pleeeasse Miss Paula. Let me look
at you. Pleeeassse just let me have a quick peek."
"No tweak, if you had not been bad this afternoon I would
have let you, but what kind of 'bitch' would I be if I so
easily gave into you? 'Bitch' I am, and 'Bitch' I'll be.
Hurry up and finish your food so we can get you ready for
bed."
I finished my food, got a drink and Miss Paula helped me to
pee into a container. She cleaned my face and removed the
shackles from my ankles and balls. She left on the 'paws'
and of course I had to have my 'plug' in since she still
had hers in.
"Get a good night's sleep, you may need it. Tomorrow may be
the day that you will do that 'ANYTHING' for me. I hope you
don't regret having promised me that. I sure haven't, and
don't worry, no matter how hard it may be for you I'll MAKE
sure you keep your word. I fucking promise that I won't let
you down, and you can count on that! I don't know why you
like us women to MAKE you do things, but if that's what you
want then that's what you'll get. But believe this, if you
believe nothing else - I am a Woman of my word. And this
Pussy is going to Make you fulfil your 'promise' no matter
how much you may protest or fight it. You will do that
'ANYTHING' for me and you will learn to enjoy it or you
will keep doing it until you do. Is that clear?"
"Yes Miss Paula."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I struggled to find her asshole in the dark but I found it
and kissed it good night.
"Good night tweak. I'll see you tomorrow, although I can't
promise you'll see me," she said as she giggled and closed
the door behind her.
As I began to drift off into sleep I feared what tomorrow
would bring and what she meant by 'ANYTHING'. I don't know
when I fell to sleep but I was jolted from my slumber by a
zap to my balls.
"My, my tweak. Is this anyway to treat a lady? You should
anticipate your mistresses return."
"Snap!"
I assumed the position.
"Snap!"
I kissed her ass.
"Very good tweak. Now come forward and put your head
through the front of the cage. I still have a number of
orgasms to have, don't I? I just had a great breakfast and
now I want dessert. So do your job."
Miss Paula secured me in place and placed her legs on top
of my cage and told me to begin.
"Tweak, you might be happy to know that I am through with
my period. But then again, maybe you really liked it. Don't
worry there is always next month. Aren't you happy there
are some constants in the universe - I will always have my
period and you will always be there to suck my plugs. I
know you must really, really have to go to the bathroom,
and you are probably really hungry and thirsty but first
things first. Before you begin open your mouth and rinse it
out with this mouthwash. I don't want your stinky breath on
my fresh and clean cunt."
I swished around the mouthwash for what seemed like a
minute, and my mouth was beginning to burn.
"You may swallow it now. It won't hurt you. Now you may
begin slowly, and I mean slowly, licking my Pussy. I don't
want to feel like I am being rushed. If I do feel that you
are just going through the motions there will be hell to
pay. As you do that I will read the paper and sip my
coffee."
I was dying. My bladder was ready to burst and I was
starving but I knew better than to piss her off, especially
after what I did yesterday. With a hood on it is almost
impossible to tell how much time has passed, but it had to
be a good hour before Miss Paula felt satisfied.
"Despite your many faults tweak, you do have a golden
tongue. Lets, see, that makes 12 for me and 0 for you. That
seems about right. Just think, I only have 38 more to go
before you even get a chance to cum the first time. Now
let's get you taken care of."
Miss Paula allowed me to pee and she brought me my
breakfast in my doggy bowl.
"Tweak, today we are going to have some visitors. I think
you know them. They are those nice men who built your new
cage and the rest of this room. They are going to be back
today. Since you'll have your hood on you won't be able to
see them or tell what they are doing but you will just LOVE
what they are going to do to the place. Since you were in
the stockade the last time they came it only seems right
you should be there again."
Madam L. must have carefully instructed Miss Paula how to
move me from the cage to the stockade for she did it with
ease. I soon found myself securely fastened in the
stockade.
"Tweak, they won't be here for a while so let's play a
game. What color panties am I wearing? Twenty lashes with
the whip if you are wrong and none if you are right."
"Black. Miss Paula."
"Whack..Whack..Whack......"
"Wrong answer. What color panties am I wearing? This time
if you are wrong 20 lashes with the riding crop."
"White. Miss Paula."
"Whack...Whack...Whack....."
"Wrong answer, tweak. I like this game. Don't you? Guess
again. This time I'll go back to the whip, but it will be
30 lashes since you failed to thank me after the last
ones."
"Blue. Miss Paula"
"Whack!"
"One. Thank you Miss Paula."
"Whack!"
"Two. Thank you Miss Paula"
By the end of the 30 I was really hurting and literally
crying in pain. These weren't love taps.
"Guess again, tweak. This time we'll do 30 with the crop."
"Yellow. Miss Paula"
"Whack!" It all began again. I was begging her to stop but
she stayed calm and just continued as though I wasn't
there.
"Tweak, do you like this shit or what? If I were you I
would guess right. I can tell this is hurting you a lot
more than it is hurting me. I can do this all day long if I
must. Now guess again."
It wasn't until after I guessed pink, red and purple and
another 90 lashes that I stumbled upon the right color -
"green".
"Ok tweak, just rest for now. This was a hard morning.
Don't worry, your 'friends' will be here soon and you'll
get to play with them. Or should I say, you'll get to
perform for them. See ya in a bit."
What has happened to me? I licked the pussy of a woman I
can't stand and brought her to 4 orgasms while I can't even
get an erection. I just endured 190 lashes for not knowing
the color of her panties. And I was grateful for the chance
to piss in cup and eat from a doggy bowl. My life has
changed and I couldn't stop it from even getting worse.
As promised it was not long before my long awaited visitors
arrived. As I heard the door open my whole body tensed up
for I knew I was on display.
"Tweaky, tell your guests 'hello'" Miss Paula commanded.
"Hello," I muttered.
"Smack!"
"Is that anyway to talk to an adult? I think you can be a
little more polite to these two fine gentleman who have
come to fix up our dungeon."
"Hello, sirs. It is good to meet you again. I am glad that
you came to help us."
"I still can't believe it." One of the men said aloud. "How
can any guy let himself get into a situation like this?"
"She wanted it," Miss Paula quickly replied. "And from now
on it really doesn't matter what she wants, it only matters
what her Mistress wants. Do you guys want anything before
you start? And will tweak disturb you if he continues his
lessons while you work?"
"A couple of beers would be great. And he can do whatever
he wants."
Miss Paula went to get their beers and when she returned
she removed my blindfold and wheeled over the television
set.
"Tweak, when I turn on this television you will see and
hear your Madam. It would be wise for you to follow her
every command. I will be listening upstairs as I take a
nice long, hot bubble bath. See ya later, tweak."
As she left she turned on the television and VCR.
"Hello tweak," Madam L. said from the tape. As I looked at
the screen all I saw was her Pussy filling the whole
screen. "I trust you are comfortable. As you stare at your
Madam's Pussy I hope you still realize that this Pussy is
'making' you do anything SHE wants and you can't stop HER.
Today we are going to have a sing along. When it gets to
your turn act out your part. Today we are going to sing
'Old McDonald Had a Farm' Let's begin..."
As Madam L. started to sing on the tape I knew that I would
die from embarrassment but I also knew that I had no
choice. When she sang "on this farm he had a dog..with a
..."
I knew I had no choice.
"Woof, Woof there..," Madam sang and sang about cats, pigs,
horses, elephants etc. And all the while we sang together I
could hear the men feverishly working behind me although I
was not able to see what they were doing. After what seemed
like an hour or so Miss Paula returned.
"Tweak, you sing so well. I guess you didn't know you were
singing for your supper, did you?"
Miss Paula brought over a table that was the exact height
of my head in the stockade and in the middle was a cloth
over a bowl.
"Tweak, here is your lunch. A nice can of dog food."
Miss Paula must have seen the disgust in my face and asked,
"Don't you want this tweak?"
"No, Miss Paula, I do not."
"That's a shame because I really want you to eat it. And
not only do I really want you to eat it, I want you to
convince me that you really, really want it. So this is how
you will convince me. I am going to push this table 3 feet
away and I am going to whip your ass until you sincerely
beg me to let you eat this delectable treat. Each time you
convince me I will move it 1 foot closer. Let's begin."
"Whack, Whack, Whack..." I was soon begging Miss Paula for
my lunch. "Please, let tweak have his lunch...I really
really want my food. Pleeeaaase. Pleeeeaaase! Pleeeasse,
Miss Paula. Can I have my food, pleeeaase!"
After 20 minutes and a very sore ass, I was literally
crying and begging for my 'lunch in a bowl'.
"Ok tweak, you can have your dog food if that's what you
really want."
I immediately began to devour my food for I didn't want her
to think she had to further convince me. As I ate my food I
could hear her talking to the two men.
"As always guys you did great work. I am sure I will be
seeing a lot of you guys in the future. Let me walk you
out. Don't worry tweak I will be back in a minute and your
bowl better be licked clean!"
To be continued...
