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The Breaking
My body ached from being bound in a fetal position inside the trunk of Her car. The ride was long and bumpy. The time in the trunk deprived of any of my senses forced me to turn inside of myself to find some relief in what i was experiencing. All that i could feel or hear was the beating of my heart.
When the car finally stopped, i could barely make out the sound of the drunk popping open. i had grown accustomed to the bondage that She had me in, but that was just the beginning of the sensations i was to encounter.
The wrist to ankle cuffs were loosened, and the leather cord fastened to the D-ring on the collar around my neck was loosened as well. The leather hood remained in place, as did the dildo gag and nipple clamps. Suddenly, the other end of the leather cord was removed pain began to radiate from my lower extremities. When the nipple clamps were removed, I bit down hard on the dildo gag screaming as the pain moved burned across the chest as the blood rushed into the nipples. She just stood there and laughed.
"Get out the vehicle bitch. Stop crying before I give you something to cry about.”
An attempt was made to unfold my legs, and they dangled over the bumper of the car as i helplessly sought to find the ground. Once i attempted to put some weight on them, i immediately collapsed on the ground. She attached a leather leash to the D-ring on the collar and began to coax me in the direction of Her home with the crop. It must have been a pathetic sight, naked, hooded, and gagged, crawling and stumbling attached to a leash and crop strokes leaving their mark and my only sense of direction was Her laughter.
Once inside, i was led into a room and left on the floor for what seemed an eternity. The door opened and the gag and hood were removed. i yelled when the blinding light hit my eyes. She just laughed some more. She stood over me wearing a form fitting leather skirt, a black leather corset, and laced leather boots. She pulled on the leash until i was on my knees with my face buried in between Her thighs, and nose pressed against Her leather skirt. She ran one of Her well manicured hands through my soft black hair.
"Now, in a little while, I shall begin to break you. It is going to be very painful I can assure you. But it is necessary to make sure that the training takes hold properly and that the imprint on your mind is deep. I want you to remember this night for the rest of the time spent in service to Me. After tonight, when I enter into your presence, you will fear Me. After tonight, anytime I give a command, you will obey because of the memories of tonight. "
With that You pushed me to the floor. Next thing i felt were leather straps being secured beneath my chin as You forced the ball gag into my mouth. The straps were secured on the top of my head as well. There was no way the ball was going to come out of my mouth.
Next, You led me by the leash to a wooden chair in the middle of the room. You had me bend over the back of the chair. With leather cords You bound each ankle to a leg of the chair. Since You bound my ankles just above the horizontal leg support of the chair, i had to stand on my toes to support myself. Then You pulled me up straight by the D-ring that was on top of the head restraint. Quickly, You bound a leather cord around my waist and secured it to the top of the chair back. Forcing me over the back again, You then bound each wrist to a leg of the chair. Standing behind me, You admired Your handiwork.
Again, Your need to arouse a sensual response from me led You to begin to rub the penis hanging in suspended animation. You milked my penis as though it were a cow's tit. Once You were satiated by the firm erection You stirred up, You did not waste any time placing a slip-knot over the penis, and securing the other end of the leather cord to the horizontal support between the back legs of the chair. You then placed another slip-knot around the scrotum, and ran the leather cord between Your bitch's buttocks and secured it to the D-ring on the back of the posture collar. This forced Your slave to have to hold his back as straight as possible. Otherwise, his balls would feel the strain of the cord taking further hold as it stretched them away from his body.
"Do you feel like you pass out from the dizzying thoughts that are pacing through that intelligent mind? Wait, My dear, until you feel this. . . "
“Aaaagggghhhhhhh”, i screamed into the ball gag as She applied ice to the nipples that had not fully come back to life.
She then walked around the chair with my ass vulnerable to Her wanton cravings. She ran Her well manicured nails across the back of Her slave, as he strained to hold the appropriate position to find some relief for his testicles. The heels of Her knee high boots clicking on the floor with each step. She is stalking me as the Lionness She is. In my mind, i'm yelling, “Come on, come on, let's get this over with.” But She knows that's what i'm silently screaming.
But She is in control and it will begin when She is ready. Beads of perspiration begin to run down my face from the agonizing position and the strain of not knowing just how She intends to break me. The tediousness of the passing seconds begins to take its toll, the clicking sound of Her heels as She walks behind me. i can't see what She is doing, i only know that She is still in this room. The thoughts of what is going to happen, could happen, will happen raced across my mind. my breathing begins to quicken.as my heart struggles to keep pace. The pounding of my heart against my chest is just as unbearable as the clicking of Her heels on the floor. my senses are not dulled by this experience, rather are heightened to unbearable levels of awareness.
It's too late now. No turning back. .
“Why? Why did you answer Her personal at Alt. com? Why did you feel the need to submit to Her? Come on, come on, when are You going to start this breaking process. Not knowing that She had already commenced to break me without a stroke of Her crop.
The percussion of the strokes of the seconds hand passing in time as i am bound helpless where unmercifully just as effective. She is breaking my mind first.
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