Your hands are bound behind your back and you're completely naked. A simple red scarf across your eyes keeps you guessing, and a equally red ballgag keeps you quiet. I can hear your heart beating through your chest, your breasts rise and fall with every uncertain breath. You can feel my presence, though I haven't touched you since we arrived. You stand in the middle of a dank basement. An overhead light buzzes more than the actual light emits. Though you don't know it, this basement holds all manner of "toys". There are canes and whips. Cuffs, collars and various gags, and of course ropes of all lengths. Finally I arise from my seat and approach you. My hand reaches out and strokes your cheek, brushing away a few stray hairs. A thin persistent line of drool rolls down your chin before falling to the concrete.

"From now on you are mine, though I suspect you disagree. That's fine. For now. Quite frankly I'd be disappointed if you broke so easily to be honest. Rather, I want to break you. Slowly. I welcome your initial brusque behavior. I rather enjoy the rebellious screams and flailing about when the whip cracks your flesh. There will be plenty of time for that soon enough, for now though, let's see what you have to offer."

Your mind can't quite comprehend whats being said. You feel disoriented and confused. Once again I reach out and touch your cheek before I walk behind you and place a black leather collar around your tiny neck. "This is your first collar, it isn't pretty, nor is new. It is, however emblematic of your status. Right now you are nothing but a vessel for my amusement, a toy to abuse."

I step back around to your front and breathe you in. Then I grab your tit and twist it until you scream through your gag. My other hand pulls your hair back as I twist and slap your tits. Then I bring my mouth to your nipples and bathe them with my tongue, before biting them with my teeth. Bright red splotchy marks cover your breasts. "It's a good start slave."

You hear me move away and fiddle with something until I grab your hands and pull them up forcing you to bend over. I kick your legs apart and begin cropping your ass, you struggle to maintain your balance but I hold you still enough to thoroughly mark your ass and the backs of your legs. I even make sure your pussy gets several hits, can't neglect your cunt I tell you. After a few minutes I release you and push you to your knees.

"I must say, you look beautiful with all your new colors. Just wait until the bruises form slave. You'll look spectacular." The sobbing and weeping continues even after I remove your ballgag. A thick mixture of snot, tears and drool cover the gag. "That's enough bawling slave, settle down." I walk over to the board and remove a ring gag. "I'm going to gag you again, this time it's for my own safety."

I kneel down and work the round metal behind your teeth and buckle it tightly. "This is called a ring gag slave. It's purpose is to prevent it's wearer from biting the cocks that invade its mouth. Like mine." With my hands pulling you back to your knees, I slip my cock straight through the opening. You wretch and gag immediately when the tip hits the back of your throat.

You wiggle in my grip with every thrust of my hips. Soon I'm jack knifing in and out of your face. A frothy buildup splatters about until I tense up and fire my thick spunk right down your throat. I hold my cock in your mouth until it softens and I catch my breath. Finally I remove it and hook a chain to your collar. "You can sleep here tonight slave. Just in case you get thirsty here's something to drink." I then proceed to piss all over your face and body before filling up a small bowl.

I turn to leave and wish you goodnight before turning off the lights and locking the door. When I reach my bedroom I'm smiling from ear to ear as kiss my wife goodnight and drift off to sleep.