A Happy Home

Part 1

I walk through the doorway of our tiny apartment after a long day's work. All I'm desperate for is a little rest, a little relief, but I know my work is far from over.

I suddenly realize I'm here all alone, as Mistress must not be home from work yet. That doesn't happen very often, and part of me is relieved that I finally get some time to myself to relax. But part of me also knows that I don't deserve that unless Mistress has given me permission for it. I realize what I have to do, and hope that it will make Mistress smile when she does finally get home. I strip off all of my clothes, including my underwear, and stand there naked as the sun creeps through the blinds. The light catches the reflection of the clear CB-3000 chastity device I have locked on my cock It's been locked on me so long now it's beginning to feel like it's a part of me. Mistress locked it on over 2 months ago, and aside for a weekly cleaning, it hasn't been removed. Even when she does clean me, my hands are bound behind my back, to make sure I don't get any ideas. It's feels like years since I touched my cock without this plastic covering it, never mind jerked off. I feel horny all the time, sometimes to the point of explosion. Mistress savors every minute of this, teasing me to the edge and denying me over and over again, making me beg and cry for mercy, knowing that none is coming. Suddenly, I snap back to reality feeling my cock stretching the walls of its plastic prison trying to escape. I know I need to change my thoughts quickly before it gets any more painful. I quickly get down on my knees as I know Mistress would order, and crawl toward the toy chest in the middle of the room.

I open up the box to see a cavalcade of fun. Instruments of restraint, of punishment, of tease and torture fill my eyes from every direction. I get out what I need, all the while trying to keep my mind on other things so as not to experience the throbbing of my caged cock. I take the toys in my mouth, and crawl on my hands and knees across the floor towards the doggie cage. I slowly put on the leather collar, and buckle it around my neck. I instantly feel like the slave I know I am, and my cock jumps at the chance to prove it to me. Next comes the penis gag, and being the glutton for punishment I am, I chose the biggest one in the box. It takes all my effort to force it all the way into my mouth, and buckle it behind my head. But once it's in there, it feels like it's just where it belongs. Next comes the metal leg cuffs, which I tighten around my ankles as fast as humanly possible. My cock begins to send shooting pains into my lower body, and my mind starts to second guess this idea, but I know it's right. I know it's what Mistress would have wanted, and I know it will please her. And in the end, pleasing her is all that matters, even at the expense of my own pleasure or comfort. I quickly grab the leather hood, and the handcuffs and scurry into the cage.

The cage is quite tiny, in fact so much so I cant even bend my legs once I'm inside. I have no choice but to stay on my knees in a painful position, but thats just how Mistress likes it. I close the door to the cage behind me, and find the padlock hanging off of it. I know that once I lock this padlock on that, that there is absolutely no way of getting out until Mistress comes home. She has the only key, and it could be hours before she's here. Just knowing it will please her to find me like this answers the question for me, and I click the padlock shut, sealing my own fate. That sound of the padlock clicking closed is like music to my cock, which shoots up with excitement, not knowing it's only setting itself up for pain and torture. As quickly as I can, I pull the hood over me head and zipper the eyes and mouth closed. I then grab the metal handcuffs, and fumble as I try to get them on both wrists. With a final snap, my hands are locked safely and securely behind my back. Now I'm stuck. Stuck in the darkness, waiting for the light of my Mistress to come and retrieve me. Stuck with my cock being harder than it feels like it's ever been, trying to break it's plastic prison in two unsuccessfully. Stuck feeling hornier than I've ever felt, knowing that no one got me into this but myself. But there is another feeling that overcomes me, one of acceptance. Accepting that I'm a slave, and this is exactly where I belong. Accepting that I'm here for my Mistress's pleasure and not my own. Accepting that no matter how painful, no matter how torturous, if my Mistress wills it so, I will do it. With that sense of contentment slowly creeping over me, I settle in for a what could be a very long evening.

After what feels like hours in the darkness, I suddenly hear a lock click, and the sound of the door opening. Then I hear footsteps as someone moves closer and closer towards myself and the cage..

"Hello I'm hom...Well what has my little pathetic piece of shit got himself into this time. You know I was going to give you the nite off, give you a little rest after how hard I worked you last night. But it appears my slave and his tiny, pathetic, dripping cock doesn't want any rest. I was even going to let you cum, but that's out the window now. Doing all this to yourself, without my permission, without even asking me? WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE SLAVE? I think you need a lesson on who is boss in this relationship, and I'll be more than happy to give it to you!"

With that I feel my cock stiffen up again, and my mind run rampant at what's to come. I know whatever it is, I deserve it, and I hope that my pain and sacrifice brings my Mistress some pleasure. I feel a smile creep across my face beneath the hood, as I feel my Mistress unlock the cage, and drag me out forcefully by my collar.

Part II

"You little sad excuse for a slave! Locking yourself up while I'm not home, without my permission! Who the hell do you think you are."

I can feel the scorn coming from her eyes, even though I can't even see her. I really thought it would please her, but she is right. I had no right to do anything without asking her, I should have at least called. I'm so stupid sometimes, I swear. And with this penis gag jammed in my mouth, and this hood over my face, I'm not exactly in a good position to say I'm sorry. Before I know it, I'm being hoisted up by my collar and attached to the X cross on the other side of the room. As Mistress attaches my arms and legs spread eagle to the cross, I can't help but feel shameful for having disappointed her.

"You can stay there and think about what you've done for a while. I need to go have a shower and clean up after a hard day at work. I don't need to come home to this shit from you. So you can hang there for an hour or so and enjoy that bondage you so wanted. Oh one more thing before I forget..."

With that I feel my Mistresses hand pushing against my exposed ass with all her might. Before I can even fathom what's happening, I scream in pain into the penis gag, biting down on it as hard as I can in the process. Then I suddenly realize what's happening, not that I'm in any position to stop it.

"Oh, did that hurt slave. Well good! God, at least if you were going to tie yourself up for me, you could have remembered to put the butt plug in. It's okay, I put it in for you. Oh, did I forget the lube? NO, I DIDNT SLAVE! Only good boys deserve the lube, bad boys get what they deserve."

She slowly began stroking my ass before giving it 5 hard slaps with her hand. "I know it hurts, but you know it's what you deserve, what you need, what you crave. I can tell by how hard that pathetic thing you call MY cock is. Too bad my cock won't be getting any relief tonight. Such a shame..."

And with that, Mistress left me bound and plugged, writhing in pain. I faded off into the darkness, eagerly awaiting her return.

After what feels like hours, I finally hear Mistress moving towards me. I tense up in anticipation, and immediately feel a whack on my ass from her riding crop in retaliation. She doesn't say a word, but quickly applies clamps to my nipples on the highest setting, followed by a series of clothespins on my exposed ball sack. My cock twitches uncontrollably, and then I feel the riding crop come down hard on my testicles. I wince in pain as Mistress repeats the strokes, over and over until I lose count.

"Did I say my cock could move slave, because I don't remember saying my cock could move! You never fucking learn, do you?"

Before I know it my hood is being removed and my eyes are forced to adjust to the light again. I can see through the window that the daylight has died away, but the artificial light of the apartment still burns my eyes. Once I've finally adjusted, I see my beautiful Mistress standing in front of me. She is dressed in a beautiful latex skirt, garters, leather corset, and fishnet stockings. My cock immediately breaks the barrier as I see her gorgeous figure come into view. She is so beautiful, I really feel like I don't deserve her. I know how lucky I am to have her, but the look of disappointment on her face is easy to see.

"Slave, slave, slave. I keep training you, and you just don't seem to get that message through that thick head and puny brain of yours. This bondage is not for your pleasure, but for mine. You will be tied up when I will it so, not whenever you feel like it. What do you think I am, just some woman you can push around and do whatever you want to? I'm your Mistress, I'm not some whore you pick up on the street to fuck and not satisfy with my tiny little wank. I'm not removing that gag, because I don't want to hear the excuses. Anything you say to me will be wrong or stupid, so instead I'm going to take my apology out from your body. I don't even think you deserve to see me right now.

With that, a blindfold was thrown over my eyes, and the darkness enveloped me again. Before I knew it, I felt a cane come down hard on my ass, immediately making it feel as if it were on fire. Stroke after stroke, the blows continued for what felt like forever, until I could feel droplets of blood running down my ass, and droplets of tears running down my cheek.

"Is that it? Is that all you can take? I figured if you could take another 20, I'd let you fuck me. Isn't that what you want slave, to fuck your Mistress, to bring her pleasure?"

I nod approvingly, trying to mumble out a yes through the rubber intruding into my mouth. Before I know it, Mistress is raining down strokes on my ass again, this time even harder than before. By the time she's done, I'm spent and can barely keep my balance. Mistress immediately releases me from the cross, but not before quickly cuffing my hands back behind my back. By now, my nipples are killing me from the clamps, but I know better than to try and get them removed. I've angered Mistress enough tonight, I will just tolerate them for her pleasure. At least now I will get to feel the warm pleasure of Mistress's secret place, and the sweet feeling of release. But before I know it, I feel something being buckled around my waist. Since I'm blindfolded, I have no idea what's going on. Suddenly, the blindfold is whipped off, and I look down to see a strap-on buckled to my body. I try to mumble a question through the gag, but am quickly cut off.

"What slave? You thought I was going to actually let you fuck me? With that tiny pathetic cock of mine? The one that's the size of a fly? What pleasure would I get from that? Besides, I've decided that from now on that pathetic cock of yours won't be allowed to fuck me. What do I need it for when I have your 7" rubber strap-on, which is more of a man than you'll ever be. Just let me replace that blindfold, you don't even deserve to see me naked tonite you piece of slime"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, but the more Mistress said, the harder I got. Before I knew it, I could feel her sliding up against me, riding me in pleasure while I got absolutely none. I could feel her pushing my hips further into her, pushing the strap-on further into her moistness, all the while making me hornier and hornier the more she thrusted. Finally, I heard her scream with delight, and I knew that she had just orgasmed. With that she pushed me off her, and made me kneel with my head on the floor and ass up in the air.

"Ah, that was heaven, much more satisfying than that piece of shit you call MY cock. I'm kinda sad to even own it, but who else would want that pathetic piece of garbage. After all that I'm tired slave, and I think I'm going to go to bed soon. Despite your prior indiscretions this evening, you've been quite the good slave. So I will allow you to cum. That is unless, you don't feel like you deserve it?"

With that, Mistress removed the gag for the first time that evening, poured a long, tall glass of water down my throat, and allowed me to speak.

"Well Mistress, I am extremely horny, and it has been over 2 months since I came, but I feel so bad that I displeased you. I only want to be your loyal servant, here for your pleasure and your pleasure only. I feel like after what I did today, I don't deserve to cum. How may I cum when I know I displeased you, it isn't right."

Before I could finish talking, Mistress grabbed the hood and pulled it over my head, re zippering the eyes and mouth.

"Good slave, good slave. There may be hope for you yet. But you also need to understand one more thing. Slaves who don't come are animals, and animals sleep in cages."

Before I knew it Mistress was dragging me across the floor by the collar, and threw me inside the cage again. She attached something to my balls and nipples, and without removing the handcuffs or nipple clamps, she slammed the door shut and locked it.

"Animals sleep in cages and bondage, just like I said before. But animals get tests done on them too. They don't get the luxury of a quiet sleep like I deserve. Those pads on your balls and nipples are electro pads. Enjoy them shocking you randomly throughout the nite every 20 minutes or so. Pathetic piece of shit, I'm sure you'll just probably enjoy it. Goodnight animal slave! I try to be good to you, and you just beg me for more punishment. Sweet dreams. Fucking maggot, you make me sick."

With that, I felt what I could only assume was spit fly through the cage door and land on my leg. Without warning, the electro shocks started up hard and fast, and I knew that my long day was turning into a long night.

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