"Here we go again," Lt. Jill says to herself rising from
her bed and placing her hands behind her back. Her jailers lock her wrist
together and clasp a leash to a collar around her neck. He then leads her out
on her after breakfast stroll from her cell to the interrogation room, and her
new BFF. Mistress Thorne. It only takes 10 minutes for the guards to parade her
naked through three corridors, across an open-air courtyard, and into the
adjacent building, and up a flight of stairs to this steel door in front of her
now
The guard punch's his
code in and the door slide to the side, revealing to Jill the all too familiar
dull gray room. A spreader bar suspended from the ceiling, and two chains
anchored to the floor. The guards jostle Jill into place, releasing her hands
from behind her back, only to have them tied above her head. The second guard
is spreading Jill's legs and attaching the floor chains to the ankle cuffs.
Once securely locked in place the guards leave the room. But not before the
female guard says with condemnation, "have a nice day," as the door
is sliding close.
Jill's training taught
her to always survey her surroundings look for something of use, a means of
escape or something that could be used as a weapon. But her scan provides the
same findings as the last five days, nothing.
Jill looks over her head and testing her bonds silently praying they
would break. Jill knows if her hands were free, she has the skills to twist a
few necks and escape. She has no luck today. So, Jill looks down over her naked
body, her only clothing is the two sets off cuffs and the collar around her
neck. Jill's new friend Mistress Thorne cut her bra and panties off of her five
days ago. Stripping away the last layer of dignity that had remained. Now Jill's
beautiful muscular naked body is on display for everyone.
"Good morning pet.
Did you have a good night? I sure did,” Mistress Thorne says entering the room.
She is covered from head to toe in her dominatrix garb again. In one hand she
is holding a freshly brewed cup of coffee, which is providing a wonderful aroma
to an otherwise stale room. In her other hand, she carries a tote bag which she
sets on the table. Putting her coffee cup on the table next lets Mistress
Thorne pull out the desk chair and sit down. Once comfortable, she opens a
dossier that she brought with her.
Thorne
reads for a few moments before she starts laughing, "it says here you
headbutt one of the guards last night. Did you really head butt a guard?"
Mistress Thorne asks still very much amuse. Jill looks defiantly at Thorne with
a huge grin, but she says nothing. So, Thorne does, "it's too bad I have
to punish you for it. But I can permit my guess to go around headbutting the
hired help," Mistress Thorne jest. "But a head butt Jill? Dam girl, I
just have to say, Bravo! The little prick probably had it coming too. He’s darn lucky you didn't crush his balls
with your knee, after all the teasing I've been putting your little pussy
through," she praises.
Thorne read a little
more before speaking again, "you certainly haven't been a disappointment,
Jill. Five days of my edging regiment and you’re still going. Your male
counterparts would have all broke three days ago. I have to say that your one
tough bitch, Lt Jill. It's a pity that I
must keep torturing you, but that's what they pay me for, and, I, will break
you. So, on today's schedule, we are going to start with more of the same. I am
going to tease the shit out of you all day, and you're going to resist
answering my questions. Sound fun to me, but later today I will be upping the
ante," Mistress Thorne says patting he tote bag. " But that will wait
for later. For now, take a break while I finish my coffee and admire your body,
and consider how many whacks on the ass I will give you for your head-butting
unruliness last night".
Still naked and in a
standing spread-eagle position, Jill moans in disgust at the thought of being
spanked on the ass. She was a college freshman the last time she got a
spanking. She didn't like it then and she won't like it now. But the idiot
deserved it, grabbing her labia as he did, and with her being so darn horny and
sensitive as she is.
After five days of
vibrating wands, butt plugs, and endless anal bead sessions. Not to forget that Mistress Thorne has also subjected her to ice cubes, itching powder and nipple
clamps to name just a few of the fun things they have been doing. Jill needed a
way to release her frustrations somehow, and with no chance of an orgasm. Jill
gave the dumb-fuck what he deserved, and it felt great.
But facing a sixth day
of teasing, and Mistress Thorne threatening something new. Jill doesn't know if
she can continue to resist much longer. Especially with an orgasm, being
dangled as a carrot in front of her.
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