Sunday, November 30, 2014

Slave Diares, day 421

He woke up suddenly. His heart was racing. Blindfolded as he was he could barely make the distinction between awake and asleep. He felt the chain locked around his  neck, yanked.
- On your feet, Her voice said in a strict tone.
His hands were handcuffed behind his back. A chain around his waist, connected with more chains around his ankles, kept him in a permanent squatting position. Standing on his feet, chained like this, was usually difficult, but this time she was pulling him so it was easier.

- Walk, she said again.
He began walking, blindfolded, gagged and chained. He couldn't go fast and he was listening to her heels right next to him will they were treading on the cold floor. He pictured her feet, warm and comfy in her shoes. He wished he was her shoes, holding her feet warm in his hug, instead of this kind of torture he lives right now. But even so, at least he was close to Her.
The hardest part, was to climb the stairs. He can do it only on his knees and one stair at a time. It would be easier if she had let him live on the first basement. But instead he was confined on the second one, where no light can reach. Not that it matters anyway. He has been blindfolded for what it seemed as months.
He was still yanked by his chain. And with half his breath he managed to get somewhere close to the main living room sofa if he was right. He heard keys and the mouth gag was unlocked. "Is it feeding time" he wondered, "and why up here", but dared not to speak. He could still remember what happened the last time he spoke without permission.
A strong slap on the back of his head, was followed by:
- Open your mouth, bitch.
He opened his mouth, she grabbed him from his hair and pushed his head lower. Something entered his mouth. It seemed like one of the strapons she nowadays uses to penetrate him, whenever she gets bored. But this one was different. Smaller and salty.
A male voice started laughing...
He was actually doing a blowjob to someone right now. He was on his knees, chained, chastitised in front of someone he didn't know who he was and he was sucking his cock. And she kept pushing his head lower and lower.
He tried to resist. He started moving his head frantically. He fell back on the floor, while now they were both laughing.
- Please let me go. Untie me, he said.
He felt his Goddess shoe on his head. And then some wild whips on his back, burning his skin.
- Go where, little shit? You have nowhere to go. You 'll learn to suck cock and swallow everything today.
And she whipped and whipped. Until he could speak no more. Laying there crying, half because of the pain, half because of what is about to happen to him.
- Here. You wanna try? You can whip him too and then he will happily suck your cock.
He heard standing up. He stepped on his head as well and he started whipping him. This was even worse. Not only this was a total stranger, who he could not see, but his whips were even more painful. So much was the pain, that he peed himself, there on the floor.
They both laughed again.
- Look what he has done, the man said, and the voice sounded familiar.
- No worries, it will clean them.
- It?
- Yes, it. Do you think i consider it a human being?
- Point.
She grabbed him from his neck, half unconscious from the beatings. She put him back on his knees and said:
- Now, suck his cock and swallow everything, cause it's no food for you today. That's all you 'll eat. Suck his cock and i will stop beating you.
And so he did. In absolute terror and despair, having peed himself, he sucked the stranger's cock until he came into his mouth. When finished, he kicked him back.
- When you told me this, i really didn't believe you, he said.
- Naturally. But now you 've seen what i have turned him into. Now wait for me to take it down.
The way down was even harder after the beating. He was lead to his corner. The chain around his neck, was locked again on the wall. She gagged him and locked it as well. She spit him.
- Now you have started to resemble a slave. It needs time but in the end you 'll remember these days when i was breaking you and you will wish for them to come back.
He was left there. Beaten, hungry, humiliated and alone in the dark. The only thing he could hear was her shoes stepping back up, in a higher and sunnier place than he was sentenced to be.

2 comments:

  1. A bit harsh, but who am i to judge? Nice writing :)

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  2. Oh my gosh ! Annie Miller xx

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