Welcome to Detention

From time to time I meet new people online. We become acquainted, and on occasion, we help each other out. This post is just one of those occasions. I meet this individual in one of FetLife's groups. After reading some of my post on my blog, they asked if I would compose something for their particular group. At this point, I am not providing the person name. I do not have permission to do so. But if the nature of the group interest you. Let me know and I will make the connection for you.

Welcome, class.

First Semester.

Class rules and conduct.

1: My name is ******. Not Mistress, Goddess, Ma'am or any other title. I will give every student one slip up. Any mistakes afterward with my name will find you writing it out three hundred times a week for eight weeks.

2:  While attending my class you belong to me. What this means is that while you are doing one of my assignments, I own you. If I have a desire for you to do a random task while doing the assignment, similar to a slave, you have to do it.

3: When in class I expect a polite submissive behavior. Which means that if you need an extension on a deadline, time to go shopping or to have an orgasm. You need my permission first.

4: Assignments are to be done on white line paper. Written in longhand with blue ink. If you do not know longhand let me know and I will give you permission to use print form.

5: I expect excellence from my students. So, mistakes will not be tolerated, nor will white out correction paint. If you make an error start the page over from the top. If you try and sneak (White Out, or any other correction product) pass me, and I catch it, you will find yourself writing this five hundred times (I am sorry ******  for being an idiot to have believed I could get a mistake passed you and to think that you would miss it.

6: While doing assignments students are expected to be in proper class uniforms. Boys are to be dressed solely in panties, while girls are to be solely wearing boys’ briefs. Neither sex is permitted any other coverings.

7: I have many students and need to take attendance once a week. If you live in the northern hemisphere, I expect a message identifying yourself and a brief description of your week. You will also let me know if you are ready for a new task or not. The message needs to be in my inbox on Sunday. For my southern hemisphere students. Your attendances messages are required on Thursday.

8: Your first assignment for me, once I have excepted you as a student, is to write a 750-1000-word autobiography. I want a description of how you want me to envision you. A background in how and what drew you to BDSM. I want to know how you view yourself as a submissive, and what you hope to achieve by being my student. You have 3 days to submit it.

9: I want you to tell me when you reach your sixth assignment. For this assignment, you're going to put yourself in two roles. One is a reporter, and the other is a pony girl, or boy. I want a minimum of 1200 words describing the interview. There also needs to be a dialogue between the reporter and the person submitting to be a pony girl/boy. You have 5 days to submit it.

10: At any time of my choosing, I will inform you that it is midterm. Your midterm essay is 1800 words on the Greek God Zeus. You have 7 days to submit it.

11: Your twelfth assignment for me will have you writing a fictional story of you spending several hours with a Mistress or Master in their dungeon. Minimum of 1500 words. You have 5 days to submit it.

12: Imagine you are writing a blog entry. For this installment, you are writing 1000 words on how a chicken produces an egg. You have 36 hours to submit it.

13: Oh, how unlucky for you. Write 1100-word essay on the reason why the number 13 is considered unlucky. You have three days to submit it.

14: When was the last time you looked at the Terms of Use for FetLife? Can't remember. Well, today is your lucky day. Find them and write them out for me. You have four days to submit it.

15: Write out the national anthems of seven countries of the British Commonwealth. You have 4 days to submit it.

16: Term paper. Minimum of 3000 words on the construction and history of the Great Wall of China. I need Foot Notes and References. You have 12 days to submit it.

As an educator, I know there is always a few bad apples in every group. I have ways to deal with these trouble makers too. If you are tardy on an assignment without just cause, disrespectful to me, or other students, or repeatedly violating the rules of conduct. You will find yourself doing one of the following.

17. Write out by hand a five-hundred-word essay on bees and pollination. Now using Google translate, take your essay and translate it into Italian, then write it out again in that language. Submit everything to me, even screen shoots of the translating. You have 5 days to submit it.

18. You will choose six groups from my profile. Now you are going to write six different 250-word apologies for each of the groups. You will explain what you did wrong, say you’re sorry, beg for forgiveness and ask the readers for their comments on a suitable punishment. You have two days.

19: Sometimes a student is so bad that a form of corporal punishment is needed. In my class that is writing out the following sentence 3000 times. "I am sorry ******and promise to be good from now on, please I beg that you will punish me for my stupidity. You will be writing these lines while having clothespins on your nipples. You are to write for twenty minutes, remove the clothespins and rest for ten minutes, before putting the clothespins back on and writing for twenty more minutes. Do this cycle four times once a day. Three days a week until complete. Also, to ensure there is no cheating, each page needs to be numbered and dated, plus every 37th line is to be done in colored crayon. A different color for every time.

20. Write out the alphabet with commas between each letter 250 times, while standing on dry rice with an ice cube wrapped in a napkin held in between your thighs. Every 23rd line is to be done in a different color crayon. You must do it in one sitting or standing in this case. Send me the time and date you will be starting. You have ninety minutes, and five minutes to have it in my inbox. If you fail do it again. Keep doing it until you can complete it in the allotted time.

As you can see if you cross me, I can be quite evil. So welcome to my classroom. Let's get started, shall we?

5,4,3,2,1 Drop!

"5.4.3.2.1 drop," the beautiful redhead hypnodomme Mistress Ginger tells her willing slave. For Ryan a middle-aged accountant this is his fifth time with Mistress Ginger. His first four visits were simple short conditioning sessions practicing how to relax and going into trance. Mistress Ginger even used the time to install some trigger words. But today Ryan wanted to take a huge step. He called Mistress Ginger a week ago and asked if he was ready to experience a full in a dungeon trance. She said he was and asked if he would like to book a ninety-minute session. "Is that the only length I can book?" he had asked her. "No dear," she replied. "Ninety minutes is the minimum dungeon session I offer. Why, what did you have in mind?" she asked. Ryan answered with, "can I book four hours?" Mistress Ginger was surprised by his request and she says, "four hours. Yes, I can book that. But are you sure Ryan? A session of that length is quite intense". Ryan's response was swift, to say the least, "yes! Mistress Ginger that is what I want to do". So today Ryan finds himself sitting across from Mistress Ginger staring into her dazzling blue eyes and hearing her say, "5.4.3.2.1 drop".

Ryan's imagination runs wild as he drops

Ryan tried to be strong and resist her, but he didn't have hope. Staring into Mistress Ginger's blue eyes and, "drop" are but two of the trigger words that she had implanted into him in those earlier sessions. Ryan closes his eyes and immediately finds himself standing at a large steel door. He sees Mistress Ginger standing there too. "Welcome to my dungeon, slave," Ryan hears her say. "This is your final chance to back out, slave. Once we step through and that door closes. There's no going back. You will become my slave until I release you. You will without question obey every one of my orders. You will be my property, I will own you and I can do as I please with you. Once inside you are giving up your free will and agreeing to be my slave. So, final chance Ryan. Are you ready to be my slave?" There was but only one answer for Ryan, "Yes! I want to be your slave Mistress. I will go through the door with you".

Pleased with Ryan's answer Mistress Ginger give him a reassuring smile as she opens the door. "You may enter now slave, " she says gesturing with her hand towards the door. "There is just one thing slave. Once you step through the door and become my slave, you will be completely naked. All my slaves are required to serve me in the nude. I just prefer having my slaves naked, “she tells him. 

Ryan did not hesitate at all. He eagerly steps into Mistress lair and being true to her word, Ryan finds that he is indeed naked". It's not like he really had a choice in the matter. Mistress Ginger is continuously deepening Ryan's trance by repeating one of his trigger words over and over helping Ryan to go deeper into a trance. Mistress Ginger had discovered a long time ago that she has great success when she uses the word slave, as a trigger word to have a slave go deeper. 

But the trigger word does more than just having a slave go deeper into a trance. Saying, slave, also helps Ryan to feel a lot more submissive, and Mistress loves saying, slave a lot. " Slave once you notice that you’re naked, your cock will become rock hard. Then, slave, you will immediately feel as though you're about to cum". But of course, you will not be able to cum, no matter how close you feel". Mistress Ginger says teasingly as she draws her index finger and thumb lightly up and down his shaft. This serves her well, the gentle motion helps with driving her slave crazy.

"Your right, to cum, belongs to me slave," she says hitting him yet again with the trigger word. Mistress Ginger continues with, "you will not be able to cum until I give you permission to cum". Ryan looks on in stun disbelief as the enormous responsibility of his situation sinks in. "Slave, you will remain on the brink for the entire time we are together," Mistress Ginger points out to him. "At that time slave, if you're good, and if you have pleased your Mistress. Then, and only then will I decide if you will be granted your relief slave". 

As Mistress Ginger leads her slave deeper into her dungeon within his trance. Something different is occurring in Mistress Ginger's office. Ryan stands up and starts to unbutton his shirt until it is completely open. Upon which he removes it. Mistress is pleased to see that he is following one of her hidden hypnotic commands. No sooner than his shirt falls from his hand, Ryan reaches for his belt buckle and before long he is standing naked in front of Mistress Ginger and staring blankly at the wall. Mistress Ginger smile at the naked figure before her and is pleased to see that Ryan had indeed shaved his chest completely. Or more to the point he shaved completely from below his eye to the tip of his toes.  She finds Ryan even more handsome without his huge beard. He is exactly how she likes her slaves, clean-shaven. She uses the slave trigger once again and continues with the fantasy playing out in Ryan's trance.

Ryan

"Slave! Come over here!" she commands pointing to a spot in front of the wooden cross that she has moved next to. "Hurry up slave don't keep me waiting if you know what is good for you". Respectfully Ryan replies, "yes Mistress, " and dutifully stands in front of the cross. Mistress Ginger takes one wrist and gently but quickly buckle it into a leather cuff. She repeats the process with the other wrist too. Then bending down onto one knee, Mistress Ginger has Ryan spread his legs wide, so she can secure his ankles too. 

She wraps the cuffs around each ankle and pulls the buckles tight. Rising once again and taking Ryan chin in her hand, Ginger turns his head and stares deeply into his eyes, "slave!" she says demanding his attention, plus causing him to fall deeper because she used a trigger word again. "Are you comfortable?" Mistress Ginger ask before continuing. 

Ryan nods his head up and down and says, "yes Mistress". Please with his response she cups his balls with her hand and squeezes vigorously, "Ryan, do you remember the word that I had you secretly sealed in the envelope, the last time you visited me?" Ginger asks her helpless naked and restrained slave. Ryan looks up to his left and then to his right wrist surveying his cuffs. He tests his bonds by pulling at them as much as they would permit. He relaxes once he confirms that he is not going anywhere. 

As for this envelope, when Mistress Ginger grabbed his balls and squeezed them, it triggered a post-hypnotic suggestion from one of their earlier sessions. In that session, she had Ryan write a word on a piece of paper and seal it in an envelope. Ginger then had him forget about it, but not before planting the trigger to remember it. Once Mistress Ginger grabbed his balls, he remembers the word that he had come up with. He replies to her question by saying, "yes, of course, I do Mistress. The word is..."

Mistress Ginger puts her hand up and says, "no, no, no don't tell me the word slave. It is your job to resist any, and all attempts I try to make you reveal that word. Do you understand?". Ryan nods his head up and down indicating that he does understand. "Great," she says as she releases his nuts, "let's get started then". All Ryan could do is watch Mistress Ginger walks back forth like a lioness stocking her prey, as he stands there naked, and helplessly tied to the cross. 

He also notices that his cock has grown to its full erect size like Mistress Ginger said it would. Noticing that Ryan looks shy by his sudden penis presentation, Ginger laughs and remarks, "There is no need to be bashful, slave, you have a nice cock you know. I also plan to torture it for my pleasure very soon. So, get uses to being naked, because you’re going to be that way for quite some time, you might as well get comfortable with me seeing your cock too". She says. Suddenly Ginger stops in front of him, and while she is looking Ryan square in the eye she asks, “are you getting incredibly horny slave? Do you have a crazy need to cum? Do you want me to make you cum slave?” 

Ryan shakes his head up and down, greedily pleading yes for relief from the overwhelming need to cum. “Well, you can’t. Not yet and not for a long time,” she replies to his feeble pleading, as she grabs the fleshy tips of his nipples and twists them with tremendous force. Ryan clenches both hands into a fist while sucking air into his lungs. He also squeezes his ass cheeks together and rises onto his toes, he tries without success to pull away from the sudden on slot of pain that Mistress Ginger is applying to his nipples. "Ha, ha, ha! Where do you think you're going, slave," Ginger laughs boastfully at him? "Oh honey, we are just getting started. This little nipple twist... Hell, that just an appetizer. The really good stuff starts now," Mistress Ginger informs him. 

She continues her firm hold on his tender nipples for another thirty seconds before she releases him. "Fuck," Ryan blurbs out as the blood raced back into his abused nipples. "I will let that curse pass this time slave. But the next time I will not be so forgiving. I don’t approve of my slaves using such language,” Ginger cautions Ryan for his poor selection of words. 

"I’ll return to those wonderful nips of yours a little later. Let me tell you where you're going next”. In a moment slave, I am going to count you down. Once I reach one, slave, you will drop. You're going to drop so deep to a place where you are completely obedient. In this place, there is no questioning me slave. What I say, you will do. What I describe, you will see, and what I tell you to feel, no matter what, you will feel it. Do you understand me, slave?" Mistress Ginger asks Ryan. Now with Ryan already in a deep state of trance, he just nods his head and says, “yes Mistress”. "Very good slave, it is time to start our adventure.5,4,3,2,1, Drop!"

Ryan is putty in Mistress Ginger's hands

The words barely escaped her lips and Ryan started to drift. He has never felt so at peace. There are no thoughts of his job, what bills need to be paid, or even if the sun was out when he arrived. He just feels warm, safe and floating. 

"Welcome slave to this wonderful playground. here you are mine. In a few minutes, I am going to snap my fingers. When I do, this wonderful room will turn into an interrogation room. You see you're my prisoner, and you have information that I need. The word that you put in that envelope during our last session, that is what I will be trying to get out of you. Oh, to make it more fun slave, you will resist me with every fiber of your being. You will not give up that word until you cannot stand my torment any further. Then, and only then can you say your secret word," Mistress Ginger tells her slave. 

"Now slave when I snap my fingers it will seem like a light was turned on in the interrogation room. You will take stock of your surrounding and then remember that you have been here for a while. In fact, you have been here for several weeks, and have resisted all, normal civilize interrogation methods. So, my superiors have asked me to take a shot at breaking you with my... let's say, a new unique form of interrogation," Ginger toys with her plaything. "Once again slave, everything will feel real to you. All sensations will feel as they are happening to you, and you will try to resist me. Slave..." SNAP. (To be continued)

For another story by Allan follow the link:https://slaveallan68.blogspot.com/2019/02/whoa-boy-part-1.html

 

Who Boy: Part 4

"There you go Baby Doll." slave Jennifer says to him as she opens the gate to yet another corral. This one is at the rear of the building where he had lunch earlier in the day. The corral is fenced in with your typical white style ranch fencing associated with horses. Off the back of the building is a sliding barn door, which looks to lead into a storage area. Protruding out of the side of the building is a beam. This beam sticks out about 8 feet. Attached to the beam is a pulley. Running through that pulley is a wire rope. In one direction the cable leads to a winch attached to the side of the building. The other end hangs freely with a carbine at the end of it. As slave Jennifer leads him into the corral. He notices that the enclosed area has a cement floor which slopes a little to a drain. slave Jennifer walks him up to a table and commands him to wait. He doesn't challenge her, and he stands still. Slave Jennifer disappears through the barn door for a moment only to return a short time later with a key in hand. Next slave Jennifer unlocks all the harness and straps that have been tied to baby doll all day. He sighs in relief when she removes the headgear, bit and reins. "Don't forget now. No speaking at all. Nod your head if you understand."  up and down he shakes his head to inform slave Jennifer that he did indeed understand. "Good girl." slave Jennifer says, " Now come stand right here," Jennifer commands pointing at a spot right under the dangling piece of cable. Walking over to the indicated spot.

Baby Doll stand where he was told to. Slave Jennifer takes one of his wrists which still has a cuff and hooks the carbine to the cuff's D-ring. Once his arm is secure over his head. She repeats the process with the other arm tying both wrists over his head. Slave Jennifer returns into the building. This time taking all of the slave's belongings from the table in with her. When she once again returns to the bound slave, she is carrying a spreader bar and a purple ball gag. Jennifer puts the spreader bar on the table and walks up behind her charge with the gag. "Be a good boy and open wide for me" she demands. Baby Doll open his mouth wide and obediently for Jennifer. Raising her arm up and over his head, Jennifer pulls the gag into Baby Doll's mouth.  "Uuuuuummmm" Baby Doll protest the sudden stretching of his lips around the gag. He was rewarded with two quick open hand whacks on his bare ass. "Is there a problem?" inquires Jennifer holding up her open hand. With his ass still stinging Baby Doll shakes his head no. "I thought so."  Jennifer declares as she steps up to the table to retrieve the spreader bar. She picks it up and retunes to Baby Dolls and kneel at his feet. Jennifer takes the bar and attaches a cuff around one ankle follow by her tapping the inside of Baby Doll's calf

indicating for him to spread his legs. Baby Doll obeys and shuffle his foot sideways, but not far enough. Jennifer taps his leg yet again. Again, Baby Doll shifts his weight and scoots his foot sideways some more, but still not enough. This time Jennifer whacks his calf hard and with some force and says. " Now Baby Doll that is quite enough. Move that foot until you feel like you're going to split in two, and once you reach there stretch some more."

Baby Doll drops his head and stretches. He scoots his foot as far as he can reach. He lets out a moan as Jennifer locks spreader bar to his ankles. She then takes a small piece of chain and secures the spreader bar to an eyelet in the cement. Jennifer then takes a step back to have a good look at her restrained toy. She smiles and starts walks slowly around his bound body dragging her fingers across his chest. As she moves, she slides her hand up and over his shoulder. When she comes around behind Baby Doll, she lets her hand slide down onto his ass. Jennifer stops and with both hands, she grabs hold of her bound subject with both hands and squeezed firmly. Baby Doll didn't appear to be in distress though. He rolled his head back on his shoulders in contentment. SMACK Jenifer strikes both ass cheek five times with both hands in quick succession.

Baby Doll rolls up on his tiptoes startled by the sudden stinging pain coming from his ass.  But the sigh he let out was not of pain. If his cock wasn't locked up it would surely be standing erect. As it is his cock is straining to break free of its cage. Jennifer giggles at Baby Dolls reaction. She continues her trek around his naked body dragging her hand and fingernails up and over the other his shoulder and back down onto his chest once again. This time Jennifer takes both hands and grabs his nipples firmly. First, she pulls his nips out and twists aggressively to the left. Applying a strong pinching hold as she does. Jennifer repeats the same thing to the right, back to the left, then once again back to the right. Jennifer keeps the nipple torture going for a good ten minutes.

For Baby Doll when Jennifer first took hold of his nipples, his legs failed him. He recoils from the pain and his legs buckle, with his ass darting backward trying to flee the continuing on slot being applied to his chest. "Trying to go somewhere?" she teased still firmly twist his nipple for all she's worth. "Just where did you think you would go. Hun!" Jennifer jested. As for Baby Doll, his nipples are on fire. Eventually, Jennifer halts her assault on his chest, only to move to his balls. She starts groping around his ball sack before squeezing and clamping her fingers tightly producing a moan from Baby Doll. Jennifer then says. "oh my, these things feel quite full. Just how long have you been locked up? I bet you would do anything to cum, wouldn't you girl." Jennifer says as she is kneading and torturing his swollen balls. Still using the female pronoun. "Sorry, no relief here girl. That's the one key I do not have access to." Jenifer teases while still torturing his balls. "If your still here in a few weeks girl. I will have finished my one month of slavery that all new apprentice trainers must do. I will be mentoring under Lady Vicky. Won't that be so much fun for you if you're still here then, girl." Jennifer continues with "I would love it if this lovely ass of yours is my first assignment." As for Baby Doll, all he could do is alternate his body between clenching, rolling up on his tiptoes and moaning as Jennifer manhandles his aching family jewels. Finally, after what felt like eternity Jennifer release his balls saying "That all the fun for now. I better get back to why you're all tied up here. With that said Jennifer disappears into the building again. From his vantage point, Baby Doll can hear some rummaging around, followed by water running, and Jennifer then at long last return with a hose, a bucket filled with soapy water and a long menacing look scrub brush and a large sponge. "I'm sorry to have to tell you this Baby Doll." Jennifer apologies. "This building doesn't have hot running water," she concludes just as she opens up on him with icy cold water from the hose. Jennifer couldn't help but laugh as she watches him dance around as much as his binding would permit and squealing as loud as his gag would allow.

As for Baby Doll, he tried to shield himself, but his bondage made that quite impossible. So, Jennifer took her time soaking him from head to toe, allowing the stream of ice water from the hose to come to a stop on his balls. It was easy to see how much discomfort this causes Baby Doll. But all fun things come to an end and Jennifer turned off the hose to replace it by the equally as mean scrub brush. Using the scrub brush, she scoured his ass, then his legs and yes, those poor swollen balls too. Every time the brush is bunked in the water and then applied to Baby Dolls body, he would cringe and the air in his lungs would become trapped from holding his breath. The cold water would cascade down over his ass through his butt crack, sweeping between his legs before continuing its journey down his legs. Other droplets tickled as it passed through his cock cage, around his balls, and down his legs as well. Each descending water droplet is more torturing than the last and causing his body to be covered in goosebumps.

By the time Jennifer finished his lower body, Baby Doll's chest is heaving rapidly, and he is sucking air in around that purple ball gag. Right now, he is very happy that the ball is perforated permitting more air into his lungs. With the bottom half complete Jennifer sets the scrub brush to the side and submerges a sponge into the icy water. Jennifer then takes the sponge soaked in soapy cold water and without ringing it out, she pressed the sponge to the back of Baby Doll's neck. Clenching his muscles and raising up on his toes Baby Doll dances within his bindings as the icy water once again cascades down his back. Jenifer pauses to watch the trails of water droplets as they race each other down his back. Some droplets moved quickly down his body on their journey to the ground. Other droplets move agonizingly slow as they zig and zagged over his ass cheeks and finding its way into various cracks and crevasses of his body. Every once and awhile Jennifer would tease him some more by taking her tongue and licking the water from his body, starting from his waist, she would run and flicker her luscious tongue up his back or chest. when she did go up against his chest, she would spend a few extra seconds on circling his nipples, where she would indulge into some playful sucking and biting. The sparkle in Baby Dolls eyes indicated that he was not minding the attention.

"Oh, that must feel great after working up a sweat in the hot sun. Just think I get to give you this treatment every day after your training." Jennifer says as she moves around his torso cleaning with frequent stops to dip the sponge into the icy bucket of water to reload it with plenty of cold water, and she never ringing it out before pressing it onto her victim poor restrained body. All Baby Doll could do is dangle there and take it. But after Jennifer took an exceptionally long time of soaping Baby Doll up, she once again turns the hose back on him to wash the soap away. Next, she goes to the table and picks up a wooden hairbrush and returns to him. "This is one of my favorite things to do," she says as she starts running the brush through his still wet dripping hair. "Lady Vicky has given me permission to play and tease you as we wait for you to dry off," she tells him. "Isn't that the best news ever?" she asked gleefully. 

Baby Doll soon found out that play with him did not just mean getting his hair brushed. No sooner had she finished saying the sentence, she took that brush from his head and started spanking him with it. Jennifer would giggle like crazy every time she heard the resounding smack of wood contacting flesh. But after a few minutes of spanking and making Baby Doll ass cheeks quite red, she stopped. Once again, she moved to stand in front of her bound subject to start caressing his nipples again. She had Baby Doll moaning and straining at the end of his bindings once again as she rolled his tender nipples in her fingertips. "You know that it feels odd calling you Baby Doll all the time." Jenifer says "I know that you were given that pet name as part of your humiliation training, and when we're with Lady Vicky I will have to call you Baby Doll. But there is no need to when we're alone. You're a strong good-looking man, and I want to call you something more suitable for a man. Now it is against the rules for any of us to know your identity. And since technically you're subservient to me." Says Julie as she drapes her arms around his neck and pushes her naked body tight to his. She gazes deeply into his eyes and whispers, "my best friend's name is Samatha. We call her Sam for short. Since you and I are going to be working together for at least the next four weeks. I will call you Sam after her." The expression on Baby Dolls face and the fact that his eyes just about jumped out of his head cause Jennifer to step back and laugh. "Oh my god, you didn't know" Julie smirked. "Oh, honey! The shortest training regimen available here is four weeks, which is rare, most owners opt for the sixteen weeks of slave and pony training. I really don't know how long you are here for. But whether it is four weeks or sixteen, wouldn't you prefer something other than Baby Doll when you’re not training." Baby Doll shakes his head up and down indicating his agreement. "Sam it is then." Julie proclaims. She then points out, "well look at that, you're all dried off, and it's time for me to get you over to your stall for the night. Just let me clean up my mess here and I will unhook you and show the way to your new home during your stay." Jennifer then leans in close to Sam's ear and whispers. "I have something special in mind to give you before bring you supper." Jennifer looks deep into Sam's eyes and smiles, before planting a long kiss on his lips. followed with a seductive slow wink.

Not wasting any time Jennifer rolled up the hose and dumped the pail of water and put everything away before returning to Sam, "okay now this is what's going to happen. I am going to release your hands from the bar. You will immediately put them behind your back so I can tie your cuffs together. Do you understand." Sam nods yes. "Good. Once your hands are secured, I will release your feet and lead you to your stall. And before you start whimpering. Yes, you will be on a leash again, that is out of my control," Jennifer says and releases the tension on the cable pulling Sam's hands over his head. Once done she released his hands. Sam drops his arms and quickly shakes them before putting them behind his back for Jennifer to tie once more. She then drops her gorgeous naked body to her bare knees to free his feet, but before doing so she grabs his cock cage in her hand and yanks on it. "I pity you, Sam. There is a strong likely hood that you will be locked in this for the next four months, and once the ladies like Lady Vicky lock slaves like me up for the night. They are known to spend many hours in the stalls teasing and denying you poor fucks locked in those cages." she then kisses the cage and release's his feet. Hearing that news both excited and scared Sam. All these beautiful women having their way with him sounds fun. He didn't even mind the idea of the pony training. But would his Mistress really leave him here for four full months of non-stop torment? His heart is also racing just thinking of four months of edging. It scared him as he thought how frustrating that will be, and how could he handle it.

Standing Julie fetches the leash and attaches it to Sam's collar. "Alright, let's see about getting you to your room for the night." Jennifer says with another seductive wink. With that said she tugs on his leash to lead him out of the coral and down yet another garden path.

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