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He sits in front of his computer in his small cubicle on the 15th floor of hisoffice building. He mechanically goes through his day to day duties not liftinghis eyes from the seemingly endless amount of paperwork, only pausing to thinkof his mistress waiting for him at home.

As soon as he gets out of the office he gets into his car and drives home.It is an uneventful, thirty minute drive, but his mind is racing in anticipationas he thinks about the types of pain he will be forced to endure tonight.

As he pulls into the driveway, he shuts off his car but does not get out. Heknows if he enters the house without wearing his collar and leash he will bepunished, but not with pain. He takes off his tie and button up work shirtthen reaches under the seat. He pulls out a collar and a leash. He puts onthe collar as tight as he can without choking himself but making sure he doeshave a little difficulty breathing knowing that is the way his mistress likesit. On the path leading to the front door he attaches the chain leash to hiscollar and attaches the other end of the leash to the door knob. He gets onhis knees and knocks lightly on the door which is opened immediately by hismistress.

She opens the door and sees everything is in order. His mistress picks up theleash and pulls her slut inside, shuts the door, then commands him to riseto his feet. He rises, but not to quickly, eager to please his mistress andis rewarded by being told he is a good boy.

His mistress tugs on the leash and begins walking to the basement door. Halfwaythere she says, "On all fours, slut, and crawl." He slowly dropsto his knees and puts his hands on the ground. This time he is too slow andreceives a sharp jerk on the leash.

They enter the basement, their cold, dark dungeon decorated with a bed, a cross,and a cage along with many instruments of pain. Black candles are placed everywherepossible in the room, this being the only light that illuminates the dungeon.Everything in this room was black except for the steel accessories found onrandom objects.

The bed is dressed with black sheets and has a gothic style headboard madefrom ebony wood that is perfect for tying hands to. It also has a footboardof the same make perfect for tying feet to.

The cross is more of an X-shape than an actual cross. It has hundreds of small,sharp spike protruding from the wood that aren't long enough to puncture theskin, but they cause a lot of irritation and make it impossible to get a anounce of comfort. It also has leather restraints on both the upper and loweradjustable boards.

In the darkest corner of the room lies a small steel cage. It is too shortto sit comfortably in, not long enough to lay down in, and there is no bottomso, if thrown in the cage, you are forced to sit on the cold concrete floor.Nothing else can be said about this cage except for the fact that it is hisleast favorite place in the room.

As the mistress and her slut reach the bottom of the stairs she asks, "Doesanything look wrong?"

He takes a quick look around the cold, dark room and hesitantly replies, "I'msorry mistress, I see nothing wrong. Everything seems to be in place."

His mistress yanks on his leash forcing him to his feet and yells, "Lookat the fucking bed you dirty slut, why are the handcuffs missing?"

"I...I don't know mistress." he whispers looking down at the ground.

She slaps him and yells, "Wrong answer slut. Why are the handcuffs missing?"

"They are missing because I was neglectful in my duties assigned to me by mistress. Your slut apologizes for his careless mistake mistress. He begs for mistress' forgiveness." he says slowly and carefully.

She moves behind her slut and kicks him in the back of his knees forcing himdown on them; then she walks forward to the bed as he crawls behind keepinghis eyes on the ground waiting for her command.

His mistress demands, "Find the handcuffs quickly slut. You have thirtyseconds before they need to be in my hand."

"Yes mistress." he says then starts crawling around the bed. They aren't under the bed, nor around it. He begins to back away into a corner already begging for mercy.

"Come here." she demands but he doesn't move an inch. "Come here." she yells but he again he doesn't move. "You stupid, disobedient slut. You will do what you are told. Get the fuck over here right now," she yells, "or i will put you in the cage."

He bows his head and crawls over to his mistress. He has disgraced his mistressin that pitiful act of defiance. As he arrives in front of her, he raises tohis knees, places his hands behind his back, and bows his head looking at theground too ashamed to grace his eyes upon her commanding beauty.

She raises her foot and rests her boot on his shoulder. His mistress appliespressure forcing him to his back. He arches as his bare back touches the coldfloor, but allows himself to be pushed all the way down. "Lick my boot." shesays and her slut obeys repeatedly licking his mistress' boot until he is givenpermission to stop.

"Mistress," he says, "I beg for your forgiveness. I have displeased you my mistress. Please, I beg you, torture it out of me."

She laughs slightly at his pathetic begging then says, "Shut up slut,lay on the bed. Cuff your feet to their undeserving corners. Well would youlook what I just found in my back pocket." she says as she pulls the handcuffsout, "Oh well...now hurry with your feet slut." She turns aroundand begins to walk away. "Oh," she says, "first take off therest of your clothes. I want you naked and helpless so I can humiliate you."

He does as he is told and quickly disrobes wearing nothing but his collar.He then reaches down to his feet and cuffs them securely into their corners.After he completes his tasks he lay back and moves his hands to where his mistresswill cuff them to the headboard.

She returns holding two pairs of cuffs that he has never seen before. As shegets closer he can see that they have spikes rimmed along the inside. He shutshis eyes and whimpers knowing his mistress will tighten them so all the spikeshave punctured his skin.

"We have not used these before," his mistress says, "I have been waiting for a time when you are in serious need of a reminder course in your position in this relationship. I think you need a little bit of work on your obedience. These lessons are going to be painful. You will be screaming in pain, begging for mercy by the time I am done with you."

She places one end of each set around his wrists tightening them so, as heknew she would, all the spikes have entered his flesh. Blood is dripping downhis arms as she pulls each hand to its corner and attaches the other end ofeach pair to the headboard.

"Mistress, no, I'm sorry, I'll..." he urgently begs.

She interrupts, "Shut the fuck up you filthy slut, I haven't even startedand you are already begging. You are pathetic." She places a ball gagin his mouth a secures it around his neck. His mistress laughs at his pleadingeyes and begging noises.

She reaches over to a small dresser placed beside the bed and picks up a blackcandle then instructs her slut to close his eyes. He does as he is told andshuts his eyes tightly blocking out all vision and awaits the feeling of thehot wax burning his flesh. As he feels the first drop he arches his back lovingthe burning sensation it brings. She starts at the bottom of his stomach thenpours the wax in a line up to the bottom of his neck becoming very wet watchingher slut squirm from the exquisite pain.

She places the candle on his chest and tells him that if the candle falls hewill be thrown in the cage for the rest of the night. His mistress reachesbehind her back unhooking the black leather bra then tells him to open hiseyes. He obeys just in time to see her running her hands slowly over her chest,down her stomach, stopping at the small black bondage skirt she is wearing.She easily slip it off wearing nothing now but her black boots and black sheerpanties. He whimpers wanting nothing but to taste his mistress' pussy. Wantingto lick her fluids into his mouth.

His mistress picks the candle back up from his chest and positions it overhis left nipple. She pours it over watching him squirm in pain, then she quicklypours it over his other nipple before the wax in on his body cools. She picksup a lighter and creates a flame then holds it to one of his wax covered nipples.She re-melts the wax making it boiling hot but then it starts to run off thesides. His nipple is now bare but she does not remove the lighter. Instead,she holds it there watching him struggle to get free and listening to him cryout in pain. She finally removes the lighter and blows cool air over his nippleslightly ease the pain.

She moves pulling the gag out of his mouth letting it lay on his neck. "wouldyou like the same on your other nipple slut?" she slowly asks.

"Slut wants only what mistress wants." he recites knowing that is the answer she wants.

"That is a good slut." she says. "I guess we will." Then she places the gag back in his mouth.

He closes his eyes tightly and bites down on the gag. He begins to feel thewax get warmer until it is burning hot. He arches as it runs off to the sidesthen begins to squirm and whimper feeling the flame lay on his bare flesh.He cries out, his breath becoming short and shallow. She pulls the gag outof his mouth without removing the flame wanting to hear his please.

"Stop, mistress, stop." he pleads, "I'll be a good slut. Please. I'm sorry I was disobedient." She pulls the lighter away blowing on his nipple again to help ease the pain.

He whimpers during the moments he is not being tortured but he knows he deservesit so he prepares himself for more.

His mistress runs her fingers lightly over the side of his face and she whispers, "Shhhh." inhis ear. Her light touch and soft voice persuade him and he becomes silent. "Goodboy." she whispers and rewards him with a kiss on the cheek.

She picks the candle back up and pours it over his already tortured nipples.With the gag still out of his mouth he moans quietly in pleasure but is punishedswiftly with a slap on his face and the gag placed back in his mouth.

"I don't recall giving you permission to make any noise." she says forcefully. "For the rest of this session you are not to speak unless permission has been granted and you are not allowed to make any noise unless it is brought about by pain. Nod if you understand." He nods obediently as a good slut should.

His mistress places the candle back on the dresser then move to the foor ofthe bed and begins to run her fingers teasingly up his legs, past his knees,and around to his inner thigh. She leans in close and runs her warm tongueslowly up his fully erect shaft. He arches his back and moans accidentally.Her slut freezes and looks down at her with a hint of fear showing in his eyes.She moves up to his stomach and bites down hard. As her slut is squirming beneathher she digs her nails into his sides. As she bites down harder she drags hernails down tearing through his skin making his sides bleed. He cries out softlyand struggles with his restraints only to have her bite harder and break throughthe skin. She feels his blood run onto her tongue then pulls away.

She steps off the bed momentarily, hooks her thumbs under her panties and inone fluid motion she slips them to the ground. One foot at a time she stepsout of them and moves to the head of the bed. She slides her legs under herslaves arms and then sits on his chest. She takes the gag out of his mouthand asks, "Do you want to taste me slut? Do you want to make me come?" Heanswers quickly, "Yes mistress, please. That is the only thing I want." Hismistress positions herself over his waiting mouth and tongue. He leans up wantingto lick her desperately but she grabs his hair tightly and moves his head backdown to the bed.

"Patience my slut. Did you honestly think I wasn't going to make you beg?" she laughs.

"Please mistress, I want to taste you, smell you. I want to make you come. Please allow your slut that pleasure. He will give mistress anything in return." He begs.

She lowers herself until her wet, glistening pussy is hovering centimetersabout her sluts tongue. He slowly runs his tongue around her dripping wet lipsmaking her moan softly. He arches his back at her moan knowing that he is pleasingher then sticks his tongue deep inside her. He moves it around savoring thetaste of his mistress' insides then slowly takes it out. He kisses it softlyand licks gently up to her clit. He teases it at first, circling around herclit touching her at random intervals until he encloses his mistress' clitin his mouth. He begins to gently suck on her clit while caressing it withhis tongue. He feels his mistress' legs begin to quiver and hears her breathbecome short. Her grip on his hair tightens as he licks back down and insertshis tongue into her again. He feels her let go of his hair with one hand andmove it. She begins rubbing herself as her slut slowly moves his tongue aroundinside her. Her moans become louder and more frequent. In-between moans shesays, "Open your mouth slut, and don't miss a drop." He obeys openinghis mouth under her cunt and then he feels her come flowing into his mouth.He doesn't swallow right away. He lets it rest on his tongue waiting underher cunt hoping to catch another drop. He sees a few drops running down herlegs so he swallows and licks the rest of her come into his mouth. He slowlyruns his tongue over her lips then around her clit. He slowly licks back downand sticks his tongue in and out of her a few times making sure he hasn't misseda single drop of her.

"Good boy." She whispers and sits back on his chest.

"Slut is happy to please mistress." he answers.

"Have you been tortured enough my slave?" she asks him quietly.

"Slut has only been tortured enough when mistress decides he has been tortured enough." he recites, the words seeming as if they have been practiced.

"Good slut, I think you need more. You were very disobedient and I haven't even finished punishing you for misplacing the handcuffs." she says with a menacing smile forming on her face.

His mistress gets off the bed and grabs a blindfold then walks slowly overto him. As he sees the blindfold he shakes his head back and forth and says, "No,mistress, no. Please don't blindfold me mistress. I want to see."

She slaps him hard leaving a red outline of her hand. "Damn it slut. Whatdid I say about talking?" she yells.

"I'm sorry." He whimpers as her voice rises.

"You stupid slut. Did I say you could apologize? And how dare you speak to me and not address me as mistress. You know better than that slut. Are we going to have to completely retrain you? Now apologize appropriately." she demands.

"I'm sorry mistress, please forgive me. I won't...." he is cut off by the gag being placed in his mouth and then the blindfold covering his eyes. He struggles only to feel his mistress dig her sharpened nails deep into his chest then drag them down to his waist. She smiles as blood begins to rise to the surface of each scratch she made.

She walks away again. He can tell by the sound of her boots fading. She islooking at the wall trying to decide what toy she wishes to use on him.After she is silent for about thirty seconds he begins to squirm, strugglingto get free.

"Am I going to have to leave you alone down here until you realize that there is no way you are getting off that bed unless I take you off. Or maybe I should put you on the cross and leave you there for the rest of the night. Is that what you want slut?" she says with anger and frustration saturating her voice.

She walks over to the bed and bites his chest sharply. She scratches what waxis left on him off and gently runs her tongue around his nipples. She leansback after a few seconds and begins to place one clamp on each of his nipples.His mistress begins to tighten them very slowly, his pain becoming more andmore evident each time the clamps get tighter. He begins to whimper but shepulls on his hair hard and tells him to shut the fuck up and to be a good slut.His mistress then begins to tighten the clamps again. He chokes back his whimpersfor as long as possible but after they clamps are unable to be tightened anymorehe lets out a loud yell. She attaches a chain to each one of the clamps andlets it lay on his chest momentarily.

She lays two needles on his chest then licks down to the chain, bites downon it, and pulls on it hard. He cries out and he feels her pick up one of theneedles. His mistress lays the point on his nipple and begins to push it through.Once it is in far enough to stay she lets it go and repeats the process withthe other needle and nipple. Now she runs her fingers from the middle of hischest out to where the needles are sticking. She places a thumb on each needleand begins to push on them hard but making sure they puncture and go throughhis skin very slowly. He bites down hard on the gag and tears come to his eyesas both the needles exit his skin at the same time.

She lets the chain fall from her teeth and she releases his nipples from theclamps. As they are released, he cries out and squirms. She removes the blindfoldwanting to see the pain in her slut's eyes. She picks up the lighter that sheused earlier, then steps off the bed to reach into his pants pocket to findanother lighter. His mistress gets back on the bed swinging a leg over himand sitting on his stomach. She holds a lighter in each hand and he hears themboth flick. He can feel the needles going through his nipples begin to warmup at the top and then feels that warmness start to turn into an unbearableheat. He has never felt anything like this before. He has had his flesh burnedbut never has he felt something burn inside of him. It was excruciating. Hecries out in pain only to be yelled at by his mistress. He can't help it. Ithurts so much. Her slut cries out in pain, becoming louder and louder. He arches,twists, squirms in any way possible to get the needle out of the flame butshe has him restrained so he can barely move two inches in any given direction.Finally, his mistress pulls the lighters away, but the metal needles are stillred hot and burning him just as much as they were with the flame held on them.She reaches up and takes the gag out of his mouth. He doesn't say anything,his pain only being heard more clearly.

"You may speak." She says.

"Mistress, take them out. Please, I'll do whatever you want. They haven't cooled down at all. Take them out mistress. I'm sorry I was a bad slut. I'm sorry I forgot my place. I am your slut, your slave, your servant to use however you please. Please mistress. Please." He frantically begs.

"Shhhh my boy, the heat will die out eventually. This punishment has nothing to do with you being disobedient. I am still punishing you for misplacing the handcuffs. If you think this hurts, just you wait until I really start to punish you." She says.

"Yes mistress." He says. "I thank you for your punishments, your slut is very grateful. Your slut is ready for more, " he says as the heat finally dies out.

"Now slut, I think that is enough punishment for misplacing the handcuffs." She says. "We better get started on punishing you for being a disobedient, filthy whore. What do you think?"

"Yes mistress, if that is what mistress thinks I deserve." He says in a slightly disrespectful tone.

"You better watch the way you speak to me slut. Am I really going to need to retrain you on the proper and improper ways to speak to your mistress?" She asks.

"No mistress, I am sorry. I know better mistress, I won't do it again. Please don't add any more punishment mistress. Slut hurts already." He begs.

"I know my filthy slut hurts. He is going to hurt more. Should I take you off the bed slut? Would you like to be tied somewhere else?" She says softly.

"No mistress, " he answers, "I am fine here. I am as comfortable as possible, please don't move me."

"That is what I was afraid of slut. I think it is time to put you on the cross. We can't have you being comfortable during punishment." She whispers eyeing her slut up and down.

She slides down to the foot of the bed and runs her fingers teasingly overhis legs. She then steps off the bed and walks to the small drawer by the bedand picks up a set of keys. With the keys in her hand, his mistress walks backto the foot of the bed and releases his ankles from the cuffs. His mistressthen walks up to the head of the bed. "Now this might hurt a little slut,not that it matters though." she says as she releases his wrists fromthe cuffs with the spikes coming out of his punctured skin. He winces as eachwrist is released.

"OK slut, get off the bed and drop to your knees." She says.

"Yes mistress." He whispers as he picks his tortured body up and kneels on the cold, hard concrete floor.

"Good slut, now dress me you dirty whore." She commands.

He crawls over to her pile of clothes and picks them up in his arms. He movesback over in front of his mistress and places the clothes at her feet. He leansover and kisses her boots then begins to pull her panties up her legs untilthey are in place. Next he picks up her short black skirt and pulls it up toher waist, this time making sure his fingers are touching her legs as he pullsthe skirt up. She tenses and contemplates whether or not to punish him forthis act, but decides against it when she looks down at his shaking body. Hethen picks up her black leather bra and holds it in his hands but remains onhis knees waiting for permission to rise. She grants her slut permission andhe slowly rises to his feet. As he is putting her bra on, he runs his eyesup his mistress' beautiful body and lays them on her eyes. He quickly looksback down to the ground however knowing he shouldn't have done that. Once thebra is hooked she orders, "Down on all fours." He drops and waitsfor her next command. She leans over and runs a finger lightly over his jaw.She laughs slightly seeing how only one finger can make him tremble. She grabsthe chain that still has not been taken off. "Follow me pet." Shedemands and he does what he is told. She leads him over to the cross then commandshim to stand and to put his wrists and ankles in the restraints and then shewill tighten them and lock him in place.

"Yes mistress." He says as he stands and slips his hands and feet through the loose restraints.

"Good boy." she says. She then reaches up and tightens the restraints around his wrists. Then she lowers to her knees to lock his feet in place, but first she teases him by running her tongue around his swollen member then begins to take it in her mouth, but moves down more and secures his ankles in the restraints. He lets out a whimper of disappointment.

"Stay put slut, I'm a little thirsty. I will be back shortly and we will continue your punishment." She says as she walks away from him and up the basement stairs.

He hears her footsteps come slowly down the stairs and can tell she is tryingto be as quiet as possible so she does not alarm him of her approach. He decidesto play along and keep his eyes shut and his head bowed respectfully. He strugglesslightly with his restraints hoping to amuse his mistress.

"Stop moving slut" she commands. "Keep your eyes closed." She moves towards him slowly and makes a quick stop at the bed. She picks up his blindfold and ball gag. As she arrives in front of him she says, "Head up slut, but keep your eyes shut tight." He quickly does as she says making sure his eyes are tightly shut. He feels the blindfold being placed over his eyes and he whimpers slightly, not wanting it on. "Shut the fuck up slut," she says, "and open your mouth." Again he obeys his mistress and is rewarded with a sip of ice cold water, but then he has the gag shoved forcefully into his mouth.

"Now slut, I thought I would give you a short break from being tortured. At least from being tortured by pain. Would you like that you whore?" She asks.

"Yes mistress, slut would like that very much. Slut thanks you for your generosity and mercy mistress." He answers.

His mistress becomes silent and he begins to shiver from being naked in thecold basement for so long. Suddenly he feels a freezing piece of ice touchhis neck and he arches his back. He begins breathing faster as she slides thepiece of ice down his body to his stomach and he begins to squirm. She slidesthe piece of ice over to his side and slowly moves it up. He struggles withhis restraints, trying to get away from the ice. She laughs at his patheticattempts to get free and moves the ice to his other side. He whimpers and squirmstrying to get free and finally the ice melts.

"Did you like that slut?" She asks. He nods his head. "Would you like more?" He hesitates but knows he has to say yes and nods his head slowly. "Good boy." She says. She takes another piece of ice and begins moving it around on his bare flesh making him squirm more. His mistress moves the ice to one of his nipples and holds it there. He moans softly while still squirming. She lets the ice melt there completely then bites his nipple sharply. He whimpers due to his nipples already being tortured and tender. She then licks up to his neck and bites sharply while simultaneously pulling the needle out of his hard nipple. He winces as she does so.

"Did you like that slut? Would you like me to do it one more time you filthy whore?" She asks with a dark tone in her voice that makes him shake slightly. "Not that you have a choice anyway you dirty slut. But let's just pretend for one second that you hold one ounce of decision making abilities you disgrace of a slave. Would you like me to do it once more?"

He nods his head and almost immediately after feels a cold piece of ice runacross his skin. This time she bites his nipple gently before placing and holdingthe ice on it. She keeps it there until the ice is completely melted then leansin and bites his nipple harder than before. He whimpers loudly then beginsto feel her pull hard. He bites down on the gag then she lets go. She leansback and jerks the other needle out.

"Now, now. We are going to have to make sure these don't get infected. You stay put you dirty whore, I will be right back. I need to grab a bottle of peroxide." She says as he whimpers slightly.

As soon as he hears his mistress walk up the stairs and shut the basement doorhe begins to rest back on the cross trying to get a little comfortable. Hegives up after a few seconds knowing it is impossible with the spikes protrudingfrom the cross. He decides to focus on moving his blindfold up a bit so hecan see the marks on his body. He begins to rub his face on his arm try topush the blindfold up to his forehead. He begins to get frustrated becausethe blindfold has not moved an inch and decides to give up after a few moretries. On his last try the blindfold somehow catches on his arm and pulls allthe way off his face and falls to the floor. He looks down at the blindfoldterrified of what his mistress will do to him when she sees that the blindfoldis on the floor. He struggles to get a hand free so he can grab the blindfoldand put it back on. He pulls hard against the restraints but then hears thedoor open and the sound of his mistress' boots going down the concrete steps.As he sees the bottom of her boot he begins to shake. As her body becomes moreand more visible he begins to breath faster and is now visibly terrified. Hiswhole body trembles as she reaches the bottom of the stairs and sees that theblindfold is not on his face.

"What the fuck is this slut?" she yells. "What the fuck were you thinking you filthy whore?" She storms over to him and slaps him harder then she ever has before. "You are a disgrace. What the fuck has gotten into slut?" She grabs his hair tightly and yanks his head back exposing his throat. "You filthy disgrace of a slut, you know you are in huge fucking trouble." She reaches behind him and unhooks the collar worn around his neck. "You don't even deserve to wear this. If you are lucky and prove your worth to me once more i will not dispose of this collar and you. Do you understand me slut?" He looks into her eyes with tears in his from his collar being taken away. "Do. You. Understand me." she says slowly and forcefully. He nods his head.

She knows how much this collar means to him. He has adored it since the dayshe placed it around his neck the night he proved to his mistress that he wastruly devoted to her every need. She knows he would endure the pain of hellto get his collar back and she plans to exploit that fact as much as she possiblycan.

She reaches up and frees one of his hands from its restraint. "Slut, undoyourself then crawl over to me." She says as she turns her back and walksover the the bed. He promptly gets himself undone and follows his mistresson his hands and knees. As he arrives at her feet he stretches his arms outin front of him pressing his nose to the ground and his hands in-between hismistress' feet. She places her boot on the back of his head and pushes it intothe ground further making him lay his head to the side so his nose does notbreak and continues to apply more pressure until most of his weight is on hishead. "Now slut, it is time for you to try to earn back your collar andtry to gain back your devotion to me because it seems you have lost it." Shelifts her boot off of her pathetic slaves face then crawls onto the bed andleans against the headboard. "Now slut, go get a razor." He nodsand crawls over to the dresser then opens the bottom drawer. He quickly grabsa razor, crawls to the bedside, then out stretches both hands palm up withthe razo in the middle of the two offering it to his mistress. "What thefuck are you handing me that for you disgrace? You are cutting yourself. Nowslut, get on the foot of the bed and on your knees." With the gag stillin his mouth all he can do is nod and do as he is told.

"Ok slut, first things first." She says as she throws a lighter at him and hits her slut in the face with it. "Take the gag out of your mouth, this doesn't mean you have permission to talk though." She waits until he timidly reaches behind his neck to undo the gag and removes it. "Now, I want you to do something to yourself to [revent you from talking, im not going to be telling you what to do for these first few, i want to see how badly you will torture yourself to please me."

He nods acknowledging that he understands what has just been said and looksdown at the razor and lighter and thinks for a moment. He hesitantly reachesdown and picks both the razor and the lighter up and looks up encouragement.Non is given so he looks down and flicks the lighter to produce a flame.He waits a few seconds before moving the razor over the flame and startscounting in his head '1, 2, 3, 4, 5, ......18, 19, 20.' He drops the lighterand looks at the red hot razor not sure if he wants to hurt himself thisbadly but knows it is for his mistress' pleasure.

She sees that the razor has a red shade from the heat and smiles slightly knowingwhat her slut is about to do. At the same time she wants to intervene and stophim from doing it because she has never hurt him as much as she thinks whathe is about to do will hurt. His mistress watches intently, she notices thathe is shaking all over and notices a few tears drop from his eyes in fear ofwhat he is about to do.

He counts in his head '3, 2, 1' and then he puts the razor inside of his mouthand drops it on his tongue. Her slut screams in pain, then those screams becomea mixture of high pitched whimpers and sobs. He wants desperately to put hishead down and hide his pain but knows it will upset his mistress. He knowsthis is what she wants. The heat begins to die down but he is still just asloud. Tears run down his face and his watery eyes glance up at his mistressand sees a devilish smile on her face. Finally the heat has died out and hespits the razor out of his mouth.

"Come here, slut, show me your tongue." She commands and he crawls up the bed slightly and sticks out his tongue slightly when he is in reach. She picks her hand up and pulls his tongue out further so she can see the extent of the burn. She gently runs a finger over it and sees her slut flinch and whimper slightly. She then pulls his tongue out further and places her fingernail on the back of the burn mark. His mistress looks into his eyes and pulls her nail all the way across his tongue and laughs as he cries out in pain. "Does that hurt, my pet?" She asks, and he nods and looks down. "Good slut, now, I want to see more. I want to see blood this time, and I want to see it come from where you think or know it will hurt most. And don't think i don't know where it hurts you." She says and expects him to cut his stomach knowing that hurts him very much.

He nods and returns to the foot of the bed and settles on his knees. He picksthe razor up and feels that it is still a bit warm and for some reason thatshoots a sharp pain to his tongue and he cringes as that pain shoots throughthe rest of his body. He begins shaking again, knowing what he is about todo. He sticks out his tongue slowly and reaches for the razor. This time hedoesn't even think about what he is going to do or the pain that will fillhis body. All he thinks of is pleasing his mistress. He know longer cares aboutthe consequences of what he does to himself as long as his mistress is happy.Slowly he raises the razor to his tongue and sets the tip at the point wherehis mistress just had her fingernail placed before she pulled it across theburn.

She looks at him, slightly in shock. She never expected that he would do thatto himself. He has done it before, but not after burning his tongue with arazor that was literally red hot.

He closes his eyes tightly and presses the razor into his tongue. He knowsif he does it fast it will hurt less, but for that reason alone he decidesto pull it to the tip of his tongue very slowly. He doesn't count down to onein his head this time, he simply just begins to pull it across the tongue.He tries his best not to hide what he is feeling because he knows that hisscreams, whimpers, and squirms are some of the things his mistress likes bestabout him. He starts out whimpering that same high pitched whimper that hewas doing when he was burning his tongue but steadily becomes louder and louder.His whimpers turn into screams. The screams turn into sobs but through allof this he continues to pull the razor down. Finally when the razor reachesthe tip of his tongue he lets go of it letting it fall to the bed. He feelsthe blood filling his mouth but doesn't even think of taking any before hismistress a) has some first and b) grants him permission.

"Come here my slave." She says and he crawls back up to the bed and opens his mouth to offer the blood. She runs a finger under his chin and pull him closer then kisses him deeply taking every drop of blood into her mouth. After she pulls away her slut moves back to the foot of the bed and waits for the next set of guidelines on how he is to punish himself next.

"Well my slut, with those two acts alone I think you have proven your devotion to once again. Don't get excited though, we are not done yet. I think I will give you a short break. You are still not allowed to talk, you are not to move from the position, and you sure as hell better not tend to any of your wounds. I will be back shortly my pet." She says as she steps off the bed and pets him momentarily and listens to him make a sound that is close to that of a purr.

He looks up at her with a bit of pride showing in his face. Not pride in himself,he has no need for a thing like that. It is a pride of proving to his mistresshow much he means to her and how much pain and suffering he will go throughjust to please her. He feels now more than ever that he actually belongs toher. That feeling pushes the pain that is running through his body away. Hesmiles slightly at her and she smiles back affectionately. "You are agood boy." She says as she turns to head up the stairs.

Just hearing those words sent a chill through his spine. It is not the firsttime he has been told this, but something in the tone of her voice was differentthis time. He hears his mistress reach the top of the stairs and then hearsher footsteps echo down through the floor. He notices that she did not shutthe door. He is slightly confused at this act because it has never happenedbefore. He wonders if this is prompting him to follow, or if it is just a testto see what his reaction will be and if it will make him move to look.

She walks to the bedroom and flips on the television which is wired so thata camera that is hidden in the basement feeds right to the television screen.He has no idea that there is a camera in the room, she wants it this way sohe doesn't know that he is always being watched. She relaxes on the bed fora moment watching him. He looks around the room a few times but stays on thebed. He doesn't even move an inch from the spot where he was when she left.She smiles at the quick transformation that had just occurred in her once devotedyet slightly stubborn and insubordinate slave. It seems to her that he hasfinally learned his place. She walks to the foot of the bed and gets on herknees, then reaches under the mattress and pulls out a metal box that was givento her by her slut a long time ago and he asked her to not open it until shefeels that he has finally proven his total devotion and love to her. She hasgranted him this wish and has never looked in the box until now. She slowlyenters the combination that she memorized long ago on the lock that preventedthe box from being easily opened. Once the lock is unlocked she reaches toopen it but stops wanting to give her slut the opportunity ro present her withthe gift.

He is still kneeling in the same spot on the foot of the bed when he hearshis mistress slowly come down the stairs. "Close your eyes my love." Shesays and he does so without a second of hesitation. He hears her get closedand closer until he feels her get onto the bed. She places the metal box infront of him, still unopened, and tells him he may now open his eyes. He doesand the first thing he sees is the metal box that he had given her suck a longtime ago. His expressions brightens and he looks up to his mistress and almostsays something but catches himself and puts his head back down. "It isokay my love, you may speak freely." She says.

"Mistress, are you sure I deserve this. I mean, my actions tonight have been very disrespectful." He whispers.

"Yes, my pet, I am most certain that you deserve this. Now, you may present to me what is in the box, I have still not looked inside." She answers.

He looks up gratefully then back down at the box and places a hand on eitherside of the lid and lifts it up. He places both hands under the contents ofthe box and bows his head then lifts a finely crafted dagger to his mistress.She is in awe of the beauty of it. She has never seen such a finely crafteddagger in her life. Engraved on the blade is a short message. It reads:

The blood I spill from this dagger, I pray, will be the blood I spill fromyour name.

She understands it perfectly and tells him he is allowed to lift his head.She gently takes the dagger up into both of her hands. She steps off of thebed and tells him to lay on his back. He shifts so that he is centered in thebed and lays down, arms and legs spread. "Good boy." She whispersas she straddles him just above his waist. She holds the dagger firmly in herright hand and leans in. "Now my pet. You are to keep your eyes closed,but I want you to recite each letter I carve into your chest. Nod if you understand." Shewhispers in his ear and he nods quickly and shuts his eyes. She positions hisblade directly above his heart and carves a short horizontal line, then a slightlylonger vertical line. "T" he whispers. She moves to the right slightlyand carves a circle with a line on the right side. "A" he whispers.Again she moves the blade over and carves a line with a short arch connectingto the top of the line. "R" he whispers slightly whimpering thistime. Once more she moves to the right and carves to diagonal line, one longerto the other and connected. "Y" he whispers. Finally she moves overfor the last time and carves three lines, to vertical, with one diagonal connectingthe two. "N" he whispers and smiles slightly.