Chrissie knows how much it cost you to call her Mistress. She is well aware it makes you feel as if you are being unfaithful to me and she takes great pleasure in forcing the words from you. She is also looking forward to watching you squirm while the piercings are being done. Feeling unnerved by the obvious hostility between you and Chrissie the tattooist coughs nervously and suggests that he gets started.

Her tone sharp she asks ;problems? What do you mean problems??; ;I;m sorry Ma;am. I am so ashamed, but I;I;.I can;t keep it hard. It isn;t that I don;t want to, it just doesn;t work properly;;; ;What?! You can;t keep a fucking hard on? For fucks sake! I bet you managed to fuck her without any problems! I;ve a good mind to fucking beat you senseless.

Will you shut the fuck up? All of a sudden, now that you are in deep shit Tracey you start calling me Roy. For weeks now all I have been called is a piece of shit, dog or slave. You have rarely shown me any kindness, even though I have tried my best to serve you. Now as much as I would love to hear you beg for mercy, and to hear your screams, I cant stand your whining so I am going to gag you.

It was indeed a very long evening and there was no let up from Chrissie the following day when it came to giving you chores to do. Completely exhausted after managing to get only a few hours sleep lying on the cold tiled floor chained to the toilet in Chrissies ensuite bathroom you are kept busy the whole day making the house spotless for her visitors in the evening. The only respite you are given is a couple of hours before the guests arrive when for the first time since your enslavement to the bitch from hell you are

Trying to regain some dignity you raise your head, your face still wet with tears and look again directly at the audience. I have to admit I admire your spirit. It seems that while accepting your fate and the humiliation and indignities I have heaped upon you, you are still able to retain some pride in yourself as a man. I find that quite erotic. To own a man who has no choice but to suffer whatever humiliations are forced on him, but who throughout all that is able to maintain his feelings of self worth.

When she realises what you are doing she pulls away laughing taking a swipe at your cock at the same time. Well thats amazing. When I do that to my boyfriend he gets a raging hard on and it doesnt take long for him to shoot his load, but that tube thing on his cock really works! Where did you get it? I may get one for my boyfriend. Just think, I could tease him for hours! How much did it hurt you? It is umm, it is really painful Miss.

In the cage you also try to sleep but without success. The bare light bulb hanging from the ceiling is too bright and your mind is still spinning with all that has happened. The cage is too small to allow you to stretch out and after a while your legs feel cramped and your back aches from being hunched over. After a couple of hours you need to go to the toilet, but you know I am unlikely to come back anytime soon to let

You are hoping though for the opportunity to talk to someone who is in touch with the outside world and hope that Pat will oblige. Pat is the first to speak, not being quite so worried about being caught talking to you, after all hes not been told by his Mistress not to talk to you so not being able to contain his curiosity he does. Is it okay if I speak to you? I dont want to get you into any trouble if you arent allowed to talk to me? Ja, I can speak to you, but I must be really careful and

Youre welcome big boy. So anyway tell me why Tracey is hiding the fact that you are her slave. I dont know Miss. Hmm there must be a reason for her keeping you a secret. Perhaps she is embarrassed to admit she has to pay for a man to sleep with her. Shocked that she can be so bitchy about someone who is supposed to be her friend you jump to my defence.

When the hood is removed you keep your eyes closed and your head bowed. You will not gaze upon her until she gives you permission. When she puts a hand under your chin to raise your head you open your eyes slowly. You know that the light will blind you after being kept in darkness for so long and so are surprised to find that the room is lit by only a few candles allowing your eyes to adjust quickly.