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„Be there on time and don’t you dare to look at your Madame!“ was the text message sissy received.
This was enough to send shivers along her spine. She couldn't concentrate on her business any more. The day was dragging. Finally, she embarked on train and started counting stations to when she will meet HER.
sissy was so nervous before placing her finger on the door bell button. Faint sound of bell in the distance could be barely heard. Nothing happened. sissy didn't know what to do. Ring again? And risk Madame getting angry? Even before SHE accepted sissy in her realm?
The door opened suddenly and sissy could just mutter: „Good evening Madame“. Words barely left her very dry mouth. The Madame was standing there and studying the sissy.
„You disobedient worthless piece of shit! What didn't you understand about not looking at your Madame?! This will cost you 25 blows of the cane!!! Kneel!“
sissy was struck with lightning. She fell to her knees, barely breathing.
„Head on the floor, hands behind you! You know nothing about submission! I’ll have to beat the learning in you IF I decide to waste my time on you!”
“Crawl in!”
sissy clumsily crawled on all fours dragging her bag behind her.
While closing the door, Madame instructed: “Strip! Naked! In 20 seconds. Ever extra second will bring you one extreme blow of my whip or cane or whatever AFTER you start begging for mercy”
It took like 2 seconds for sissy to comprehend the instruction and 2 more to stay upright and start undressing. Trembling fingers couldn’t unbutton the shirt so she took it over her head. The buckle of the belt made also problems. she ended up with 38 seconds – 18 seconds penalty, 18 cruel punishments waiting in the future.
With a blow of her riding crop on sissy’s buttock Madame motioned sissy to enter the dungeon.
Madame was circling the sissy and studying her.
“Is there anything you don’t want me to do to you?”- she asked with a wicked smile.
“Well I wouldn’t like you to …. “
“And what will you do if I don’t listen to your wishes?” she asked softly, almost as a friend.
“I, I ..“ sissy was thinking about the answer while looking over her shoulder towards the way she just crawled in, but a blow across her exposed belly broke the sentence.
“Did you really think I care what you want?! Oh, I see, you plan how to escape. What makes you think you can exit this dungeon at all? It is locked, look” with that Madame returned to the door to show it cannot be opened and there is no lock. “Only I know how to open it.”
“But I would like to make you aware that you cannot run away. Follow me!”
With that another blow on sissy’s buttock throw her off balance, and another and another made her run in front of Madame.
She was lead that way to a room with wardrobe.
“Sit!” was the command. Madame took some boots from the shelf and returned to the sissy. “Put them on!”
Those were over the knee lace-up ballet boots with highest heels sissy ever saw. She was fumbling with laces and finally managed to put them on. Madame laced them tight and finally behind the leg.
sissy was trying to see the knots.
“Don’t worry, you can’t untie them alone, and you won’t be able to untie anything, pretty soon.”
She came back with two rubber balls – “Hold firmly each in one hand. Put your hands behind your back, turn around.”
sissy could feel something being put on her hand and tightened around the wrist and repeated on the other hand.
While Madame went to fetch something else sissy looked at her hands. She had round tight mittens on her hands. She couldn’t move even a single finger within.
“How you dare to look at your hands! You are totally disobedient!” with that she wrapped rubber long under bust corset around the sissy’s waist and started tightening it from the back. The corset tightly embraced her nonexistent tits and stretched all the way to pelvis. It was tight, strict, hot and fantastically erotic. Soon, sissy had problems breathing.
“Now you will only think about how to breathe, not how to annoy me.”
“Madame, may I …” – the sentence stopped when Madame whipped sissy with her stern look.
“Looking at the Madame again! And speaking! And having requests! YOU WILL PAY for that!”
Next, a high, firm posture collar was fixed around sissy’s neck. Finally a butterfly inflatable gag placed between her teeth and lips fully filled her mouth and stretched it once inflated.
“Now, that’s how I like you. Will see how much disobedience you can now produce.
“But first, let’s make a proper sissy out of you, worm.”
With that, Madame attached a leash to the collar and tugged sissy to follow her.
Sissy was fighting not to fall on her ballet boots, wobbling slowly.
She was led in the medical room and motioned to climb to gyno bed.
She was struggling to comply but finally managed.
Madame quickly strapped her legs in stirrups and hands besides the bed.
sissy was totally helpless, already sweating in her rubber corset having troubles of getting enough air.
Soon each of her tits had needles punched in and huge saline bottles attached to them. Her boobs started to grow.
“And now let’s see what we have here, or what we won’t have here any more, in short” wickedly smiled Madame sitting on the chair and rolling between sissy’s wide open legs.
“Oh, what a pathetic overgrown clit. I think I should simply cut it off!” And she made sure sissy can see huge clamps and a sharp scalpel she held in her hands. Once cold clamps touched her balls, sissy wildly shaked in her restraints.
Madame’s eerie laugh made sissy crazy with fear.
“Oh, well let me see how shall I do it. With that Madame produced several small clamps and started to do something with penis and scrotum. Tugging clamping, pinching.
“OK, that’s how I can do it, but this clit wants to get out. I’ll have to attach it. But before that I need a guide for it to position it properly and make fixing it easier.”
She produced a catheter and after lubing it, without much hesitation shoved it in sissy’s urethra. She only slowed down while passing the sphincter.
“That’s right” Madame was satisfied after she clamped everything back and adjusted the way she wanted it.”
The first piercing of the needle while entering the scrotal skin wasn’t that painful, but exiting was very painful since Madame did it deliberately veeery slowly. Then she had to enter and exit the counterpart “labia”.
And she continued slowly 20 more times. She would pause every four tofive stiches to check on the swelling boobs and replace empty saline bottles. “We will have a nice pair of C, maybe D cups here” she commented once.
When she was finished in sissy’s crotch she decided to bring large mirror so sissy can see her masterpiece.
sissy’s eye s opened wide when she saw a perfect pussy. she got excited so much that her clit protruded from the end which Madame left free, where catheter was coming out so sissy could pee. Obviously, Madame did not plan this to be a temporary installation, but rather a long one, if not permanent.
“Oh, we will have to prevent this from happening. We will stitch the foreskin to your new labia, and to the catheter. So she did. The pain was excruciating and sissy was screaming in her gag.
“Now I will plug the catheter, since I don’t want you to piss all over the place.”
(Later, when Madame eventually let sissy go home, she made her wear diapers without the plug. So she was continuously wetting the diaper. She also handed the sissy a sealed envelope not to be open before the diaper starts leaking. In the envelope there was instruction that is a catheter plug taped to the back of her diaper)
Madame released sissy and let her stand on her feet. she could barely stand. she couldn’t imagine how to walk.
“Hurry up, your punishment is waiting. You had such a good time relaxing while I did all the work. And I will have to work hard again, whipping you, while you will be enjoying.”
Sissy was slowly wobbling, shaking from pain in her crotch, fear and pain and drag in her huge boobs.
sissy was lead to the stocks. She had to bend her back parallel to the ground. Her tits were hanging now and were very painful.
Once locked, the canning, whipping, paddling and other tortures started immediately.
Surprisingly Madame took out sissy’s gag, may be to enjoy in screams and pleading for mercy, which didn’t lack. However, Madame did fill another sissy’s orifice, her anal one with inflatable plug.
Tears were flowing down the sissy’s face.
sissy has lost the count of the blows she received, although she was forced to count them loud. It was only mechanical counting, bypassing her consciousness.
When it stopped, she was disoriented.
There was long silence.
Madame squatted in front of sissy’s face.
“Well, you took it all. I think it’s time you get rest and something to drink.”
“I started to like you, so I will even serve you my golden champagne”. With that she rose and took off her panties to show perfect, naked pussy, glistening with her excitement.
“No, mistress, please, not this, water, please” was very silent plead form sissy.
“What!!! You worthless bitch! You dare to speak, you dare to refuse my nectar?!”
With that she released sissy from stocks. Sissy couldn’t stand upright, her back was blocked. Nevertheless Madame led sissy by her leash to the fucking station. sissy was strapped: arms, legs, waist, neck, head.
A mask was put on her face with breathing nose tubes inserted in nostrils and mouth gag with a tube. Tube was attached to a funnel.
Madame positioned herself above the funnel and let a small stream of her Nectar flow into funnel.
When a warm, smelly, bitter liquid entered her mouth sissy protested, but Madame simply shut the breathing tubes to sissy’s nose. sissy had to swallow in order to breathe.
This was repeated many times. Each time Madame would let more nectar to flow, forcing sissy to take each time one more gulp of nectar before getting air.
When Madame’s bladder was empty, she took the gag from out of sissy’s mouth but clamped the nose tubes shut.
Then she positioned her royal pussy over sissy’s mouth and commanded: “Lick it clean and keep thanking your Madame for her Champagne.
sissy was furiously licking and thanking, struggling to breathe.
sissy was exhausted, but the ordeal wasn’t over, yet.
She was now hanged for her ankles from the ceiling and whipped with a long whip: chest, breasts, buttocks, thighs. After who know how much time and how many fiery stings of whip leaving marks all over sissy’s body, she was lowered down and left on the floor, her ankles still tied.
She passed away.
When she woke up, she realized her hands are free from mittens.
She didn’t dare to call Madame. She didn’t know what to do.
Time was passing, no sound was to hear.
Finally, sissy untied her ankles and tried to stand up. She crawled to the nearest furniture to use it to stand up.
She was wobbling around to see if anybody is there.
She found the entrance door not fully closed. So does that means that she can leave?
On the pile of her clothes, there was a diaper and an envelope “Do not open until your diaper leaks”
sissy suddenly realized her catheter is not plugged and is dripping.
So, does this means she is allowed to leave? She is free?
sissy was very slow in taking her punishment garments off. One reason was she was tired, stiff and in pain. The other reason was she did not want to leave. She did not want to take off these cruel but extraordinary things she wore.
This was yet another punishment: being left alone, thrown to the street and not getting a goodbye by her Madame. She felt like trash being thrown to the street. She felt used.
sisy didn’t yet realize that on her buttocks, over the dark bruises, were big letters reading: “ownership of Madame”
This was enough to send shivers along her spine. She couldn't concentrate on her business any more. The day was dragging. Finally, she embarked on train and started counting stations to when she will meet HER.
sissy was so nervous before placing her finger on the door bell button. Faint sound of bell in the distance could be barely heard. Nothing happened. sissy didn't know what to do. Ring again? And risk Madame getting angry? Even before SHE accepted sissy in her realm?
The door opened suddenly and sissy could just mutter: „Good evening Madame“. Words barely left her very dry mouth. The Madame was standing there and studying the sissy.
„You disobedient worthless piece of shit! What didn't you understand about not looking at your Madame?! This will cost you 25 blows of the cane!!! Kneel!“
sissy was struck with lightning. She fell to her knees, barely breathing.
„Head on the floor, hands behind you! You know nothing about submission! I’ll have to beat the learning in you IF I decide to waste my time on you!”
“Crawl in!”
sissy clumsily crawled on all fours dragging her bag behind her.
While closing the door, Madame instructed: “Strip! Naked! In 20 seconds. Ever extra second will bring you one extreme blow of my whip or cane or whatever AFTER you start begging for mercy”
It took like 2 seconds for sissy to comprehend the instruction and 2 more to stay upright and start undressing. Trembling fingers couldn’t unbutton the shirt so she took it over her head. The buckle of the belt made also problems. she ended up with 38 seconds – 18 seconds penalty, 18 cruel punishments waiting in the future.
With a blow of her riding crop on sissy’s buttock Madame motioned sissy to enter the dungeon.
Madame was circling the sissy and studying her.
“Is there anything you don’t want me to do to you?”- she asked with a wicked smile.
“Well I wouldn’t like you to …. “
“And what will you do if I don’t listen to your wishes?” she asked softly, almost as a friend.
“I, I ..“ sissy was thinking about the answer while looking over her shoulder towards the way she just crawled in, but a blow across her exposed belly broke the sentence.
“Did you really think I care what you want?! Oh, I see, you plan how to escape. What makes you think you can exit this dungeon at all? It is locked, look” with that Madame returned to the door to show it cannot be opened and there is no lock. “Only I know how to open it.”
“But I would like to make you aware that you cannot run away. Follow me!”
With that another blow on sissy’s buttock throw her off balance, and another and another made her run in front of Madame.
She was lead that way to a room with wardrobe.
“Sit!” was the command. Madame took some boots from the shelf and returned to the sissy. “Put them on!”
Those were over the knee lace-up ballet boots with highest heels sissy ever saw. She was fumbling with laces and finally managed to put them on. Madame laced them tight and finally behind the leg.
sissy was trying to see the knots.
“Don’t worry, you can’t untie them alone, and you won’t be able to untie anything, pretty soon.”
She came back with two rubber balls – “Hold firmly each in one hand. Put your hands behind your back, turn around.”
sissy could feel something being put on her hand and tightened around the wrist and repeated on the other hand.
While Madame went to fetch something else sissy looked at her hands. She had round tight mittens on her hands. She couldn’t move even a single finger within.
“How you dare to look at your hands! You are totally disobedient!” with that she wrapped rubber long under bust corset around the sissy’s waist and started tightening it from the back. The corset tightly embraced her nonexistent tits and stretched all the way to pelvis. It was tight, strict, hot and fantastically erotic. Soon, sissy had problems breathing.
“Now you will only think about how to breathe, not how to annoy me.”
“Madame, may I …” – the sentence stopped when Madame whipped sissy with her stern look.
“Looking at the Madame again! And speaking! And having requests! YOU WILL PAY for that!”
Next, a high, firm posture collar was fixed around sissy’s neck. Finally a butterfly inflatable gag placed between her teeth and lips fully filled her mouth and stretched it once inflated.
“Now, that’s how I like you. Will see how much disobedience you can now produce.
“But first, let’s make a proper sissy out of you, worm.”
With that, Madame attached a leash to the collar and tugged sissy to follow her.
Sissy was fighting not to fall on her ballet boots, wobbling slowly.
She was led in the medical room and motioned to climb to gyno bed.
She was struggling to comply but finally managed.
Madame quickly strapped her legs in stirrups and hands besides the bed.
sissy was totally helpless, already sweating in her rubber corset having troubles of getting enough air.
Soon each of her tits had needles punched in and huge saline bottles attached to them. Her boobs started to grow.
“And now let’s see what we have here, or what we won’t have here any more, in short” wickedly smiled Madame sitting on the chair and rolling between sissy’s wide open legs.
“Oh, what a pathetic overgrown clit. I think I should simply cut it off!” And she made sure sissy can see huge clamps and a sharp scalpel she held in her hands. Once cold clamps touched her balls, sissy wildly shaked in her restraints.
Madame’s eerie laugh made sissy crazy with fear.
“Oh, well let me see how shall I do it. With that Madame produced several small clamps and started to do something with penis and scrotum. Tugging clamping, pinching.
“OK, that’s how I can do it, but this clit wants to get out. I’ll have to attach it. But before that I need a guide for it to position it properly and make fixing it easier.”
She produced a catheter and after lubing it, without much hesitation shoved it in sissy’s urethra. She only slowed down while passing the sphincter.
“That’s right” Madame was satisfied after she clamped everything back and adjusted the way she wanted it.”
The first piercing of the needle while entering the scrotal skin wasn’t that painful, but exiting was very painful since Madame did it deliberately veeery slowly. Then she had to enter and exit the counterpart “labia”.
And she continued slowly 20 more times. She would pause every four tofive stiches to check on the swelling boobs and replace empty saline bottles. “We will have a nice pair of C, maybe D cups here” she commented once.
When she was finished in sissy’s crotch she decided to bring large mirror so sissy can see her masterpiece.
sissy’s eye s opened wide when she saw a perfect pussy. she got excited so much that her clit protruded from the end which Madame left free, where catheter was coming out so sissy could pee. Obviously, Madame did not plan this to be a temporary installation, but rather a long one, if not permanent.
“Oh, we will have to prevent this from happening. We will stitch the foreskin to your new labia, and to the catheter. So she did. The pain was excruciating and sissy was screaming in her gag.
“Now I will plug the catheter, since I don’t want you to piss all over the place.”
(Later, when Madame eventually let sissy go home, she made her wear diapers without the plug. So she was continuously wetting the diaper. She also handed the sissy a sealed envelope not to be open before the diaper starts leaking. In the envelope there was instruction that is a catheter plug taped to the back of her diaper)
Madame released sissy and let her stand on her feet. she could barely stand. she couldn’t imagine how to walk.
“Hurry up, your punishment is waiting. You had such a good time relaxing while I did all the work. And I will have to work hard again, whipping you, while you will be enjoying.”
Sissy was slowly wobbling, shaking from pain in her crotch, fear and pain and drag in her huge boobs.
sissy was lead to the stocks. She had to bend her back parallel to the ground. Her tits were hanging now and were very painful.
Once locked, the canning, whipping, paddling and other tortures started immediately.
Surprisingly Madame took out sissy’s gag, may be to enjoy in screams and pleading for mercy, which didn’t lack. However, Madame did fill another sissy’s orifice, her anal one with inflatable plug.
Tears were flowing down the sissy’s face.
sissy has lost the count of the blows she received, although she was forced to count them loud. It was only mechanical counting, bypassing her consciousness.
When it stopped, she was disoriented.
There was long silence.
Madame squatted in front of sissy’s face.
“Well, you took it all. I think it’s time you get rest and something to drink.”
“I started to like you, so I will even serve you my golden champagne”. With that she rose and took off her panties to show perfect, naked pussy, glistening with her excitement.
“No, mistress, please, not this, water, please” was very silent plead form sissy.
“What!!! You worthless bitch! You dare to speak, you dare to refuse my nectar?!”
With that she released sissy from stocks. Sissy couldn’t stand upright, her back was blocked. Nevertheless Madame led sissy by her leash to the fucking station. sissy was strapped: arms, legs, waist, neck, head.
A mask was put on her face with breathing nose tubes inserted in nostrils and mouth gag with a tube. Tube was attached to a funnel.
Madame positioned herself above the funnel and let a small stream of her Nectar flow into funnel.
When a warm, smelly, bitter liquid entered her mouth sissy protested, but Madame simply shut the breathing tubes to sissy’s nose. sissy had to swallow in order to breathe.
This was repeated many times. Each time Madame would let more nectar to flow, forcing sissy to take each time one more gulp of nectar before getting air.
When Madame’s bladder was empty, she took the gag from out of sissy’s mouth but clamped the nose tubes shut.
Then she positioned her royal pussy over sissy’s mouth and commanded: “Lick it clean and keep thanking your Madame for her Champagne.
sissy was furiously licking and thanking, struggling to breathe.
sissy was exhausted, but the ordeal wasn’t over, yet.
She was now hanged for her ankles from the ceiling and whipped with a long whip: chest, breasts, buttocks, thighs. After who know how much time and how many fiery stings of whip leaving marks all over sissy’s body, she was lowered down and left on the floor, her ankles still tied.
She passed away.
When she woke up, she realized her hands are free from mittens.
She didn’t dare to call Madame. She didn’t know what to do.
Time was passing, no sound was to hear.
Finally, sissy untied her ankles and tried to stand up. She crawled to the nearest furniture to use it to stand up.
She was wobbling around to see if anybody is there.
She found the entrance door not fully closed. So does that means that she can leave?
On the pile of her clothes, there was a diaper and an envelope “Do not open until your diaper leaks”
sissy suddenly realized her catheter is not plugged and is dripping.
So, does this means she is allowed to leave? She is free?
sissy was very slow in taking her punishment garments off. One reason was she was tired, stiff and in pain. The other reason was she did not want to leave. She did not want to take off these cruel but extraordinary things she wore.
This was yet another punishment: being left alone, thrown to the street and not getting a goodbye by her Madame. She felt like trash being thrown to the street. She felt used.
sisy didn’t yet realize that on her buttocks, over the dark bruises, were big letters reading: “ownership of Madame”
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