As you opened your eyes, you looked around, feeling the bristling cold against your naked body.
You couldn’t see a thing, the room seemed to be pitch black. The last thing you remembered was sitting with Mrs D, talking about extra credit, before passing out. Was that even real?
All of a sudden, the lights struck on, singing your eyes. You winced in shock and scrunched your eyes shut, as you heard loud footsteps pound, getting ever closer.
You heard a female chuckle, getting louder by the minute. You’d guess it was Mrs D but you could not see anything as your vision was blurry, recovering from the sudden bright light exposure.
‘WAKEY WAKEY!’ You heard her voice boom. ‘FROM NOW ON, YOU DONT CALL ME MRS D! YOU SHOULD ONLY REFER TO ME AS MISTRESS, GODDESS OR YOUR HIGHNESS!’ She continued.
‘Mrs D honest… AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHH’ You screamed as Mrs D slammed what seemed to be a whip into your penis.
‘Mistress, why am I here? Why am I naked? Why can’t I just leave?’ You whimpered in pain.
She grabbed your jaw and slammed it shut, not allowing you to speak anymore.
‘I’ve had enough of your questions, you’re mine now, it’s in the contract. And part of that contract means you listen to what I have to say, or I can punish you accordingly.’
She looks toward her watch and then back at you, and she decides…
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