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HELL HATH NO FURY PART 5
I don’t know how long they had left me, my body in total agony. The pain from my arms and legs, as well as my burns were unbearable, but had to be endured. I did, however, manage to hold my urine and bowels.
It was Rose who next appeared, in her grey uniform, a cigarette in a holder, clamped in her mouth in her mouth.
“ I bet you could do with some food and drink, slave” she said, smiling at me.
I nodded.
“ Well, at least you have started to learn some control of your bodily functions, it’s a start” she said.
She took off the gag, and gave me a cup of water, and then put a bucket below me, and said I could relieve myself. I was grateful for this, and thanked her. She then used the remote control, and I felt my arms being lowered. This continued until I was able to get to a sitting position, albeit, my arms were still securely fastened behind me, and my legs still in the spreader. She then took off the nipple clips, and the pain as the blood rushed back was excruciating. Finally, she undid the string around my balls, and took it off. I was now sitting on the floor, and though uncomfortable, it was so much better than how I had spent the last twelve or so hours.
She then brought me a bowl of food, which didn’t look much, but I was so hungry I ate it like a dog from the bowl.
“ Well dear slave, this is about as good as it gets, would you like a cigarette?”
I thanked her as she lit it for me, as she lit herself another cigarette in her shortish holder.
“ I think Mistress Carol will be coming to see you soon, and I have no doubt that you will be punished further. I need to tell you a few rules here. You must never speak unless spoken to, and then only ‘Yes Mistress’ etc. You must show total respect at all times to both of us, and the Mistress likes it if you tell her you have enjoyed her punishments, and likes it even more if you beg for more.”
At that moment, the door swung open, and Carol appeared, fully dressed in leather, large cigar in her teeth.
“ Rose, what the fuck is going on?” she shouted.
Rose said that she had fed and watered me as instructed.
“ Rose, this is not a fucking holiday camp. I said give him some water and food, not good food like that, and why the fuck is he smoking?”
Rose mumbled an apology and took away my cigarette.
“ So slave, you like to smoke do you?” Carol snapped.
“ Yes Mistress” I replied.
“ We will see what your views on slaves smoking will be when I have finished with you” She riposted.
“ Rose, we will put him in the dungeon for a while.”
At that, they manhandled me, chaining my wrists to the heavy collar on my neck, with my arms pulled back severely. They then dragged me to another part of the dungeon, and lifted a trapdoor. It was a tiny cellar, no more than three feet by three feet by three feet. They dropped me inside, and closed the trapdoor.
I was left in total darkness, unable to move more than an inch or so; the only position I could take up was a sort of sitting, with my head bent as much as the collar would allow.
I was now in total despair.
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