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Angel's Journey Chapter 64 free porn video
It's getting closer to lunchtime, and I'm happy in my own little horny
world. Other girls come past and from their looks I can tell Miss
Divine's perfume has not completely faded... a couple even reach out to
touch me before hurrying off. Lunch is a distraction, Maddy is still not
there, neither is Candy for what it's worth. I see Cherry in a corner
talking to some friends, but I'm not brave enough to sit near her...
dammit, I'm starting to feel lonely...
Being back at my desk is a welcome distraction as is the buzzing of the
vibe.... and I'm just getting into my work when a message pops up. The
name is Miss Black, and brings back all the fears about tonight that I've
been burying... my trembling hand reaches out to click open the message,
and a video starts to run...
There's a maid, her arms bound above her head, hauled up, keeping her on
the tips of her patent leather stilettos. Her uniform has been torn open
at the nipples and two heavy clamps are attached, wires running down to
a small device and a battery on the floor in front of her. As I watch
there's a spark from the device and the maid writhes in pain. She doesn't
cry out.. there's a heavy black panel gag in her mouth silencing her, but
her blood shot eyes are wide open, ringed with streaked mascara from many
tears... It's hard to tell.. but it's Maddy, it's definitely Maddy.
Her pleading eyes stare at the camera, then close as another spark
comes... oh poor Maddy! Then behind her a figure gets out of bed and
yawns.. Miss Black! Eugh.. she should not sleep wearing a chemise that
small or that tight. I watch her slip into some high heeled sandals and
walk to the wall, selecting flogger from a range of whips and canes that
hang there. She walks towards the poor tortured Maddy and waves the
flogger in front of her face. I can see the fear and resignation in
Maddy's eyes as it is snatched away, and Miss Black begins to flog her
again.
Shit it looks painful, and Maddy's expression seems to bear that out. And
it goes on for ages until Maddy hangs limply from her chains, only
twitching when the device sends another current through her. Miss Black
looks at the camera smiling as the screen fades up to white, and the
chilling words appear on the screen, 'A glimpse into your future Maid
Missy. I hope you're looking forwards to it as much as I am.'
"Oh my.. looking at porn at work?" a voice says from near my ear and I
start, almost crashing my chair into Miss Cleo. "That looked moderately
hardcore as well..."
"No Miss.. I... it was a message I.." I stammer, off balance.
"Looking at unauthorised pornography at work is a spanking offence," Miss
Cleo says conversationally. "Stand up and bend over."
"Yes Miss," I reply, carefully pushing the chair back and bending over my
desk.
I gasp as Miss Cleo tugs down my panties, then wait... and wait for the
first blow. My suspenders are taut over my arse and my calves are tight,
my breasts pressing down on the desk. Oh come on... how long can she just
look at it? Just get on and spank me... please... I can't stand this
waiting. I even whimper a little bit.. it's been minutes, bent over with
my butt in the air.. I almost think she's just walked off, but I think I
can see her shadow...
... and then the stinging pain from her hand, over and over again, too
quick for me to count out, a flurry of accurately placed blows to make me
start to sob and whimper.
And then she stops, and steps back, I can hear that. "T.. t.. thank
y..you M.. Miss C.. cleo," I snivel.
"Remain in position," she says, and I can feel her hand softly resting on
the curve of my buttock. "I won't be long..."
"Y.. yes Miss," I reply, listening to her walk off head still pressed
against the desk, aware my tears have stained my paperwork.
Shit.. I need to get this to Mistress Thorne, I.. I'm nearly done, but..
I'm stuck here bent over, exposed in the middle of the office. I can even
hear the sniggers... and I wonder.. is that video up there still? I need
to see Mistress Thorne... I have to make sure that isn't my future.
I stay like that for.. I shift my head slightly to see the clock on the
computer, nearly ten minutes before I hear a giggle and a gust of heavy
floral scent.
"Oh my! Prissy! Oh man like that is such a good look for you!" Candi
gushes, whatever clothes she's wearing rustling as she moves. "Wow your
ass is like soo ... red!"
I moan, embarrassed at the thought of her examining me, feeling her soft
and dainty touch on my arse. Then her hand caressing round the inside of
my thigh, and a squeal as that hand locates my chastised cock. I feel her
tugging it, then hear her kneeling, twisting it this way and that to
examine it.
"Sweet.. you like have a chastity like mine! But like mine is way cuter
ya know? I mean sure yours is pretty and all but.. mine is err...
sparklier! And I bet you don't keep yours on like all the time..,"
There's a little catch in her voice as she says that last bit, and the
next sentence is a little forced. "I'm sooo lucky that Mistress keeps me
locked up like twenty four seven... that means like all the time. It
still hurts me a little when I'm like really excited, but Mistress like
really promises that will change..."
Her tone has changed as well, kneeling behind me, and suddenly I feel two
hands on my hips. "Oh fuck prissy Angel.. like that arse!" And then I can
feel her lips on my rosebud, her tongue licking around the base of the
butt plug... oooh... her hands slip round to stroke my inner thighs..
and...
Candi squeals, and I hear Miss Cleo. "Get to your desk you dirty tramp!
You've missed half the day already."
"Yes Miss..," Candi says and I hear her getting up and walking round the
desk.
"And as for you Angel!" Miss Cleo says kneeling down to unlock my ankle.
"Have you finished your assignment?"
"N.. nearly Miss."
"Hmm.. get it together and come with me. I suppose you can pull up your
panties first."
"Yes Miss, thank you Miss!" I'm almost gushing at the chance to pull up
my panties, I have several uncomfortable visions of me waddling through
the office with my panties at half mast...
As I straighten up, my skirt hitched up to tug my panties into their
correct position, I look up and pause for a second seeing Candi. She's
blushing, and wearing a maids outfit that makes mine look positively
demure. The top is tiny, straining over her oversized breasts, and cut so
high that the lower curves of them are exposed, as is her slim torso down
to a belt... I cant see her legs under the desk, but I doubt there's very
much there. Her face is.. striking, bright white lips and cheeks painted
scarlet like a doll's and her eyes with bright blue eye-shadow and
massive curling lashes... even she's embarrassed and looks away.
"Come on slut! Or do I have to spank you again?" Miss Cleo says, making
me realise I'm stood there with my skirt up around my hips, chastised
cock on display, panties half tugged up...
I pull them up and my skirt down in double quick time and curtsy. "Ready
Miss Cleo."
"And not before time," Her gloved hand snaps out and grips my ear, then
she twists it, making me gasp and bend forwards. "Come along then
dear..."
And she leads me out of the office by my ear! Fuck.. why me?
I cant really see where we are going, as she leads me along the corridor,
our heels click clacking on the floor. I know we pass several guards,
their booted feet are different to anything the sissies or staff would
wear. Finally, I'm lead through a dark corridor and out into...
"Thank you for the delivery Miss Cleo," Mistress Thorne's voice... and I
recognise the carpet. I've knelt on it quite a few times now. "I look
forwards to seeing you again later."
"Of course Miss Thorne," she replies, then commands "Kneel before your
Mistress, Angel."
She gives my ear another twist and my knees buckle.. she didn't have to
hurt me, I'd have knelt anyway.. but.. she said Mistress Thorne was my
Mistress... that's good. And then I'm knelt head bowed before her on the
carpet. My ear is released and then I hear Miss Cleo walk out the room.
"I hear you've been having fun bitch," Mistress Thorne says in a
conversational tone. "Without me... honestly. How are your feet?"
"Still sore Mistress Thorne," I reply, head still bowed.
"And how did that happen?" she asks, a slight edge to her voice.
"D.. Diane caned my feet last night Mistress Thorne."
"Did she now? Hmm... that is... disappointing," she says, which confuses
me. "And look at the time, I have an appointment with Miss Black shortly.
Would you like to meet her just now Angel?"
"N.. no Mistress Thorne," I reply, shaking my head.
"I didn't think so. Put this in your mouth." And a small ball lands in
the carpet in front of me.
I say small, it's not so small as I squeeze it to force it between my
teeth and into my mouth, which now feels uncomfortably full.. the silver
lining is that it tastes of her... I.. ooh... I know where this ball has
been...
"And tie this around to keep it in." And a strip of white cloth gently
lands on the carpet before me,
Head still bowed I wrap it around my head, twice then tie it in a bow at
the back, hoping she's pleased with my behaviour, wanting to look up and
see her, but also wanting to please her with my behaviour.
"Nicely done bitch," she says. "Now time to get up and find your hiding
place..."
I nod and rise to my feet, standing before her head still bowed. I can
see I'm at one side of her desk, and she must be at the other.
"Come now my bitch, you can look at me now... besides I want to see how
well you've gagged yourself."
I raise my head to look at her, her striking read hair over one eye
again, her red blouse open to reveal a black cami top, her one bright
blue eye staring at me, like she can see straight through me.
"Good girl," she says. "That is a good look for you... hmm.. I do thing
that might get a little damp by the end of proceedings. Now.. time to
hide you in the desk."
I blush around the gag, this.. ooh.. kneeling under the desk, my head in
her crotch, oh... I shiver slightly and walk round to her side of the
desk, then my heart drops as she pulls out the large drawer to one side.
"And people wonder why I have such a big desk," she says with a grin.
"Room for three little sissies, one in each drawer and a lucky one in the
middle, I guess you're not going to be lucky today are you bitch?"
I shake my head, and look at her. She gestures and I carefully lift my
leg and place one heeled foot into the large drawer. I can fit in there
but.. it's going to be tight! And uncomfortable...
I lift up my other foot to put it in, arms outstretched to help me
balance, as I wobble dangerously.
"You may hold onto the desk if it helps you balance Angel," Mistress
says, sounding amused and my hand shoots down to grip the edge of the
desk...
The next bit is hard, I slowly squat down, knees tight together, bracing
myself on the desk, until I finally let go and my bum hits the base of
the drawer.
"Hmm.. let me help you with that" she says standing up, letting me see
the short leather skirt and high boots she is wearing... oh... she smiles
as she senses my reaction. "Hmm.. maybe later Angel.. maybe... in
fact..."
And with that she puts her hands under my knees and lifts, tilting me
backwards. I cringe as much as I can to avoid hitting my head on the desk
top, and feel her tug and shift my legs, moving my body until I'm flat on
my back. I knew she was fit, and I guess I'm not that heavy, but I'm
still a little taken aback with the ease she can manipulate me. Now.. I
can sort of see her, but my knees are in the way.
"Hands on ankles slut," she orders, and I obey, of course, then watch her
gently tie a ribbon around my wrists and ankles. "Now.. if this is still
tied when I release you, I'll think about playing with you. If not..
hmm.. let's see how long you can remain in chastity."
I squirm, my body rustling against the sides of the drawer, aware that I
could pull the ribbon free all too easily.
"Oh and try not to let your heels bang against the drawer Angel it might
give you away," she says, and I think she's grinning. "Now.. lets lock
you away and call in another sissy to keep me entertained..."
And with that she pushes the door shut, leaving me in the dark, save for
a tiny shaft of light through a gap at the top of the drawer.. then the
little click of a lock and I'm trapped. My legs, my back and my arse are
all complaining about my position and my head is wedged uncomfortably,
making me worry just how long this will last...
I hear a knock on her door, a timid one, so I guess it's not Miss Black,
and wonder who the next visitor is.
"Come in," she calls.
The door opens, and shuts quietly and I can hear high heels carefully
stepping across the carpet.
"Y.. you wanted to see me Mistress Thorne?" Cherry's nervous voice comes
across, and I wonder what she's doing here.
"Ah yes.. Cherry, how pleasant to see you, tell me how is that tiny
little cock of yours?"
"I.. it's fine Mistress Thorne," Cherry squeaks. "T.. thank you for
asking."
"Safe in your tight little panties?"
I can hear the sound of Cherry swallowing. "Y.. yes Mistress Thorne, safe
in my tight l... little panties."
"Good, now.. speaking of panties, I'm really not sure if I'm wearing
any... do be a good little sissy and crawl under my desk to check," I
hear the sound of her pushing her chair back, and after a pause, Cherry
walking over.
I can hear Cherry lowering herself to her knee's separated from me only
by the wood panel of the desk, and I feel... jealous? I know what's going
to happen next and that little slut is going to get to pleasure my
Mistress! I want to complain, and protest, but it's not my place to is
it? I force myself not to squirm, but I can't stop the groan that escapes
the gag...
"W.. what was that?" Cherry asks a little nervously.
"Nothing of importance," Mistress Thorne's voice comes out slightly
amused. "Other than perhaps a warning? Position now slut!"
"Yes.. of course Mistress Thorne," Cherry replies, sounding even more
nervous, and I hear her shuffling backwards, then Mistress Thorne's chair
moving back into position underneath the desk.
"Well?" she drawls.
Cherry's voice comes back, a little muffled. "No Mistress Thorne it
appears you are not w.. wearing any panties."
"Well then Cherry, let's see if you can think of a way to improve my
opinion of you..." Mistress Thorne says, and I hear movement and the
sound of licking. "Oh good girl taking the initiative, I like that..."
I whimper into the gag, holding myself still, my poor cock trying to get
hard as I force myself to stay still... this isn't fair, I.. I want to do
that, I want Mistress pleased with me, not Cherry! What if she's getting
bored with me? What will happen tonight?
There's a knock and the door, and it opens before Mistress Thorne can
respond and I hear heavier steps on the carpet. There's no comment for a
few moments, even Cherry's slurping has stopped.
"Well?" comes Miss Black's voice eventually
"Well what?" Mistress Thorne replies in a bored tone.
"Where is she?" Miss Black says, angrily
"Where is who?" Mistress Thorne says, again in a casual tone, calculated
I'm sure to anger Miss Black further.
"That little red-headed slut you seem so taken with? The little whore
isn't at their desk!" There's a pause. "Well?"
"Why do you want her?" Mistress Thorne asks casually.
There's a pause, Miss Black doesn't know Mistress Thorne knows I'm Missy,
or she didn't...
"I'm collecting all the sissy-sluts who've shown an interest in being a
maid," Miss Black says. "And she seemed so keen to serve some hairy man
as their personal servant."
"I'm not sure she has," Mistress Thorne replies, and she sounds amused,
which angers Miss Black more. "Anyway, what about our little bet? Are you
here to concede? I can get a maid uniform ready for you in a few
minutes?"
"NO!" Miss Black snaps. "And don't change the subject! I want that little
sissy cunt now, and stop playing around it, I can see his damn slut heels
under your desk... trying to hide in your damn crotch!"
"Hmm.. well yes.. there is a red-head down there, but she's ah.. busy..."
"No she is not, I demand she gets out right now!"
"You demand?"
"Yes, demand, you know the rules, if the Maid's numbers are about to be
reduced, I get to recruit any sissies who have professed an interest,"
Miss Black sounds smug now. "So hand the little pussy muncher over. Don't
worry I'll let her practice her cunt licking skills on me before training
starts."
"I really think you are mistaken," Mistress Thorne says a little bit of
steel in her voice. "But.. if you insist?"
"Oh I do," Miss Black sounds smug, and as I hear Mistress Thorne's chair
roll back, I realised this has all been a trick...
"Up you get my little red-haired bitch," Mistress Thorne says, and I
guess the next sound I hear is Cherry crawling out and standing up.
"Yes Mistress Thorne," Cherry says meekly, and I hear Miss Blacks gasp of
disappointment.
"What is this!" she screams.
"A red-haired slut, one I am.. .partial to, just like we were discussing.
I am certain she's never asked to be a maid, though I will admit her
tongue could do with some training," Mistress Thorne gives a thoughtful
pause. "So.. yes. Cherry go service Miss Black for a couple of hours."
"What? No.. I don't..." Miss Black sputters into silence, and I hear
Cherry quietly reply. "Yes Mistress Thorne."
"Go and wait outside for a moment Cherry, oh and I don't believe you need
your skirt or panties to service Miss Black. I'm sure she'd love to see
your tiny little cock..."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," Cherry replies and I hear her walk out.
"Now," Mistress Thorne's voice is cold now. "What is it you want Black?
Because I am tired of you, tired of your games, and ready to show you
some discipline."
"Where is she? That Angel bitch of yours?" Miss Black sputters.
"Angel? From what I've heard, Cleo dragged her off to some godforsaken
corner of the building. Heaven knows what fun she's having right now,"
Mistress Thorne dismisses my status out of hand. "But what I really want
to know is why you care?"
"What? I.. I said."
"Don't think I'm stupid Black," Mistress Thorne says, her voice still
cold. "And give our bet, you're not really in the position to think of
recruiting right now."
"I'm not going to loose you stupid bitch!" Miss Black snaps. "You so
stupid you don't even realise that...."
"Realise what?" Mistress Thorne says in the sudden silence, and as the
pause continues, adds. "What don't I realise Miss Black?"
"Nothing," Miss Black says.
"Then you may go Miss Black," Mistress Thorne dismisses her. "And if you
do lose and become a maid yourself, do not expect any leniency from me."
"What? You can't seriously..."
"You are dismissed!" Mistress Thorne snaps, making me quiver in my hiding
place, wishing they'd stop, wishing I could stretch, freezing as I'm sure
the ribbon is starting to give way...
"You'll suffer!" Miss Black says, but her counter threat sounds wear to
me, as I hear her walk away, and the door slam behind her.
There's a sigh and I hear Mistress Thorne sit heavily back in her chair.
"Damn that woman."
I feel relief that she's gone, but start to worry again, as the door to
the cabinet remains locked. My back hurts, my body's going numb, I'm
terrified the ribbon has come loose and, with the drama over, I realise I
really really need to pee...
Mistress Thorne seems to be working on her computer, I can hear the key
strokes, then a phone conversation. I can hear her end clearly but still
have no clue what it's about. I so want to squirm or pee.. but can only
imagine the trouble I would be in if I did that.. not to mention how
disgusting it would be... even so, when minutes later she finally unlocks
the door, I know there's a tiny bit of leakage on my panties...
"Well... still bound," Mistress Thorne says pulling out the drawer, and
looking down at me. "Well done. You haven't been eavesdropping by any
chance have you? I have just had a rather private conversation."
I don't know what to do, I can't speak, and can't even really shake my
head, but seeing the confusion in my eyes seems to amuse Mistress Thorne.
"Well then... let's get you out of there. And get that silly little
chastity off hmm? And then maybe you can finish what Cherry started?"
I do my best to nod and feel her hands around my ankles removing the
ribbon, and then to my relief she helps me stand up and out of my tiny
prison. "Ungag yourself."
I untie the cloth and then force the ball out from my mouth, gagging
again as I do so.. fuck that thing was big, before Mistress Thorne can
say anything, I blurt out. "Please Mistress Thorne I need to pee..."
She looks at me, a little surprised then gives a wicked grin, bending
over to pull open another drawer, and holding up a wide necked bottle.
"Sure, use this... but go over into the corner, I do not want to watch.
And then you have an appointment with some bolt cutters..."
"Yes Mistress, thank you Mistress," I respond meekly accepting the
bottle, before scurrying off to the corner and raising my skirt and
lowering my panties. I.. I know she's watching me from behind and I'm so
embarrassed that.. I.. I can't pee at first, then even more embarrassed
when I slowly start to fill the bottle.
"So bitch, are you ready for tonight?" Mistress asks as I pee.
"N.. no Mistress Thorne, I.. I'm scared..." I manage.
"So little faith in me?" Mistress Thorne's voice is an amused purr.
I finish my urgent little task, and slowly withdraw my caged cock from
the bottle, shaking it as I do so. "N.. no Mistress Thorne, but..."
"Shush bitch," Mistress Thorne says, her tone still mild. "Now screw this
top on the bottle."
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply starting to pull my panties up.
"Stop!" she orders and I freeze. "Leave them in position. And keep that
slutty little skirt in place as well."
"Yes Mistress Thorne," I reply a little confused by the turn of events,
but glad I've not tugged the panties any lower than mid thigh. I turn,
holding the bottle and walk carefully to pick up the broad screw top from
the desk.
"I suppose you're wondering why?" Mistress Thorne asks casually, and I
nod, focusing on getting the screw thread on straight. I really don't
want to spill any. "Good. Keep wondering bitch. When you're done, put it
in the corner, and clean yourself up. The little sink near the coffee
machine should be adequate for that."
"Y.. yes Mistress Thorne," I say with a curtsey, following her orders,
grateful for the opportunity to clean myself up, even to rinse my cock
through it's little cage.
"Now.. come to me, time for a little fun," Mistress orders and I turn and
walk over to her, aware she's now dangling a ball gag from her hand. "And
we can't have any screams giving you away now can we?"
"N.. No Mistress Thorne," I reply, walking up to her, then turning around
so she can reach over my head to bring the ball gag back into my mouth. I
struggle to accept it, it's another very big ball, and it's forced deeper
in as she buckles it tight beneath my pony tail.
So tight that I can barely mew as she pulls tight on that pony tail
making my eyes water. "Hmm... so good you come with a handle."
I blush as she lets go, then hear her move to pick up something heavy
from the desk, seconds later something metal knocks against the side of
my chastity.
"Hmm.. stay still my bitch, we wouldn't want to cut off the wrong thing
now would we?" she laughs and my already tense body becomes motionless. I
hear a worrying sound and then a little thump as something drops to the
floor... I hope it's the padlock! Soon my cock is free from the metal
cage, and limply dangling between my legs.
"I wonder, is this thing broken?" Mistress Thorne asks as she starts to
stroke it with her hand. "Ah no.. no.. it's starting to wake up now..."
Of course it is! Mistress is stroking it! I moan softly, as it starts to
stiffen, revelling in her touch... ha.. Cherry didn't get anything like
this!
"Over to the desk and bend over," Mistress Thorne orders, releasing my
cock and giving my arse a quick spank. "Quickly now..."
I nod, and sort of curtsy, hard with my panties at half mast, and hurry
to the desk, placing my hands carefully over her paperwork and bending
over, pushing out my arse... then she starts to stroke it, running her
hand over the taught suspender straps, then slaps it once, twice, three
times, gently for her. Which is just as well as my arse is still sore..
in fact it's hard to remember a time when it wasn't at least a little
sore.... and then I can feel the pressure of something hard being pressed
against my rosebud. Oh fuck.. she's going to fuck me again! Just the
thought makes me rock hard, and the feeling of the large strap-on forcing
it's way inside me is so intense I scream into the gag...
One of her hands is pressed into the centre of my back, forcing me
forwards, so my breasts are pressing against her desk, then she starts to
move her hips, pushing and pulling the dildo out of my arse, slowly at
first then faster, harder... I gasp, my heels dragging through the carpet
as I spread my legs wider, push my arse out further, trying to attract
her. I can hear her breathing deepen and quicken.. as mine is... I feel
her grab my ponytail again and start to yank it in time with her
thrusts... it hurts! It makes me cry, but oh... the feeling, faster and
faster, the tops of my thigh bashing into the edge of the desk harder
with each thrust, my arse stretching wider oh... oh... and through all
this the only sound from her is her breathing and an occasional grunt of
concentration, whilst all I can do is moan and cry into the gag, feeling
my dick get harder, my legs start to tremble as I get closer and closer
to climax.
Then her free hand starts to slap my arse making a clear cracking noise
as it does so... my body starts and I squeal loudly into the gag in
surprise and pain at the first one, and again as blow after blow comes
in, in timing with her thrusts... I'm lost in the emotion, the sensation,
my mind floating in the pain and pleasure, my only thought is to keep
control, not to cum until she allows it... and then I hear, after one
heavy spank her voice at barely more than a whisper.
"Cum for me bitch!"
And I cum, spurting out over her desk, legs shaking almost collapsing as
she continues to pump into me, squealing and moaning until she withdraws
from my arse and I collapse onto it, knees sagging.
"Well that was entertaining," Mistress Thorne says, in a casual tone, how
does she manage it? Though I can hear the satisfaction in her voice as
she steps away. "But you've made rather a mess of my desk bitch. Clear it
up, whilst I freshen up, and do be quick."
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