 |
|||
|
|
Hell Hath No Fury Part 6
I spent a long time in the dungeon, I am not sure exactly how long, but it was days, not hours. I was fed and watered twice by Rose, as she bent down into the dungeon to do so. She said she felt sorry for me and hoped the Mistress might release me soon, although she didn’t know what else would be done to me. Id did both urinate and defecate in the dungeon, having to live with the smell and soreness.
After what seemed like forever, Rose came down and told me the Mistress wanted me released from the dungeon as she had further lessons for me. Rose then attached a chain to my bonds, and the chain was attached to a pulley over the dungeon. I was slowly winched out. I was then swung away from the dungeon, and dumped on the floor. Rose released my arms from the collar, but as I had absolutely no feeling in them, I was unable to do anything, which Rose of course realised.
Rose then moved me to a small cell built into the wall. The cell only allowed me to stand up, and Rose then attached my wrists to the side of the cell, above my head, and attached my ankles to the sides of the cell, where there were metal rings designed for such a purpose. I had a little movement, but not much.
Rose muttered that it was now her job to clean up the dungeon from my disgusting mess. At that, she shut the door of the cell, and I was in total darkness.
A few hours later, or so I assumed, I heard the cell door being opened, and as light flooded in, there was Mistress standing in front of me, a large cigar clamped in her teeth.
“ Do you remember how I told you that I would see if you would still enjoy smoking those horrible cigarettes that Rose allowed you, slave?”
“ Yes Mistress” I replied nervously.
“ Well, slave, we are now going to see if you REALLY enjoy smoking.”
At that, she produced a very unusual gag and strapped it tightly around my head. The gag had a large open piece at the front, with a sort of tube like extension.
She then asked Rose for a cigar, and Rose produced a huge black cigar. “ Light it Rose” ordered Mistress. Rose complied, getting the cigar well alight. Mistress then pushed the cigar into the mouth tube of my gag.
“ Now smoke that, and smoke it hard, slave” “ And if it is not fully smoked in half an hour, it will mean you are not smoking hard enough, and I will clamp your nose, so you are unable to get any air, except via the cigar.”
“ I am going to shut the cell door, and open it in half an hour. The cigar had better be smoked right down, and boy, will you cell be full of smoke.” She laughed as she slammed the cell door shut.
The cigar was very strong, and I wasn’t used to such cigars, but I puffed away, as I didn’t want my nose clamped.
After half an hour, Mistress opened the door, and smoke billowed out of the cell. My eyes were pouring with tears, and my throat and mouth were dry and sore.
“ I bet you’d like a drink, slave?” she laughed. “ Yes please Mistress” I responded.
“ Well, for a first time, you did quite well, but I don’t think you have earned a drink yet.” “ Did you enjoy your smoke, slave?” she asked.
“ No Mistress” I replied.
“That was the wrong answer, slave” she said.
“ Rose, give him two more of those, then you can let him have a drink.”
“ I am sure you will get to enjoy this, slave” she said, laughing again.
And so my smoking punishment began.
|
|
|