The Story - Part 20

Mistress stood up and gazed down at her slave.  He still had some feistiness there…she liked that however he needed to be reminded of who he served.  She requested he follow her down to the dungeon.  He followed  obediently.  She told him to stand up against the wall.  The cuffs were placed on both his wrists and ankles.  Mistress did not speak during this preparation.  She pulled down the chains and attached them to his wrists then dragged his arms up by pulling down the chains and anchoring them to the hooks at floor level.  Next, she attached the chains to his ankles.  They were pulled taut and anchored to the hooks on the floor.  She stood up, moved away and returned with duct tape.  She cut a piece and placed it over his mouth.

Next, she placed foam ear plugs into his ears, and blindfolded him.  3 of his senses were shut down.  Sight, Sound, Smell. 

He heard the muffled sound of the dungeon door close.  He had been restrained, was this his punishment?

Two hours went by and he was feeling tired.  His legs wanted to buckle but his Mistress had pulled the chains tight to keep him restrained up against the cold stone wall.  He wanted to piss but didn’t.  15 minutes later, he heard the muffled sound of the door open.  He turned his head slightly.  Waiting for the removal of one of the restraints.  Mistress removed the duct tape from his mouth.  He was relieved his lips and mouth felt dry.  In the next moment, Mistress threw cold water all over him.  slave was so surprised he banged his head against the stone wall, and gasped and spluttered.  Mistress placed the duct tape back over his mouth and left the dungeon.  He was cold.  He pissed himself because he was cold but also he was in need.  He could smell his urine and he wasn’t happy about it… eventually it would smell his lower half.

Two hours went by and slave was totally exhausted, standing.  It was dark outside now.  Mistress entered the room, and removed the ear plugs.  Hello my bitch alpha slave – still feeling feisty and aggressive towards me?  Slave mumbled behind his taped mouth.  Mistress slapped his face twice, which made him bang his head hard against the stone wall… again.

Before he knew it, he felt water trickling down over his head.  Like a fountain it trickled all the way down his body covering almost every part of his skin.  It felt soothingly warm and nice at this moment but he knew his body would feel cold shortly.  His feet were starting to feel numb.  Mistress loosened his arms and they fell to his side.  he was thankful.  She chained his wrist cuffs to the front of his body… undid the chains from his ankles and told him to sit.  He was still blindfolded, duct taped, and cold.  Mistress then poured a litre milk over him, and said now you sit in this milky mess until it turns sour.  I will see you tomorrow morning, slave.  When I return I expect you to be in the same spot.  She kicked him in the balls, hard, before she walked out the door and locked it.

Slave was breathless, astounded at his Mistress’ callousness.  Goddess, he loved her!  He wondered what the heck she would do to him tomorrow to  help him learn respect, and be humble in her presence, and accept everything she said.  After all, she was the law in this household and he was being reminded that she could do anything she wanted to because he had consented.

Hours later, actually it was only an hour later, she returned, and unchained him and returned his senses with the removal of the blindfold and duct tape.  She stated he clean up the milk, go shower himself, make a milo for himself and return to his cage in the dungeon.  Slave busily got on with it.

It took slave an hour and 15 mins to undertake his Mistress’ request.  It was 9.00pm by then.  She returned to see him at 9.15pm.  slave was sitting up in his cage.  Mistress leant forward to remove his collar.  Slave felt naked without it, felt loss without it… the collar had been around his neck ever since he consented his submission to Mistress a month ago.

Mistress said quietly this will be returned to you when I feel you deserve it.  Slave nodded and accepted this severe punishment.  This meant he had really disappointed her.

Mistress smiled, forlornly, and said goodnight to her slave.  She closed the door.  He listened to her footfalls on the stairs.

slave lay down to sleep.  He had a myriad of thoughts buzzing around his head about how he could earn back his collar, and make up for the disappointment he caused to his Mistress.

Mistress Neta went to bed and thought long and hard whether slave alicks was worth the effort of training.  Yes, he had undertaken everything She’d demanded of him.  His spirited nature was something she had to reign in.  It was her duty to tame her slave, and that was going to be her principal goal to make him subservient in every fibre of his body and mind.  She would not shirk this responsibility, he was Hers and She was going to break him…eventually.

Tomorrow was a brand new day, and if he thought he had it hard over the past month… she had plenty more challenging tasks and duties in store for the young stallion…She smiled grimly, and with determination.