Mandy · Part 3

Mandy · Part 3 (3/4)
Previous · Next

She lay there still listening, she couldnt believe he had just come and gone without saying anything, why didnt he just punish her and get it over with. Then it dawned on her, this was her punishment, to be left here, naked, cold, hungry and lonely, to be ignored for an unspecified amount of time, this was misery and it occured to her that he knew that.

For two days now since the moment he had taken her from her bed he had not left her at all, and now he had gone she ached for him to come back.

She didnt understand, she was a prisoner, here against her will but she wanted him, wanted his attention and for that right at this moment she would do anything to please him. She felt as though her inner self was betraying her, there was a battle going on inside her between her stubbon independent self and her submissive side. He sat in the corner of the room watching her, he smiled he was well aware of the kind of thoughts that would be running through her mind right now, he had seen this before if he could get her to admit what she wanted then she would be a true submissive, he could be patient, let it run its course.

She had been there for two hours now but it felt like forever, time in the training room had flown by, but she had been enjoying that hadnt she, she would give anything to be back there right now. She began to cry "please sir" she whispered "please come back I am sorry." That was what he had been waiting for she was learning. He stood and walked towards her and removed the blindfold, "I am here" he said "Have you learnt your lesson this time" she nodded "Yes sir, I am sorry sir" "Good, then we shall continue"

He removed her bonds and helped her up, she was stiff and sore but she stood obediently waiting. "You still have an instruction to follow" he said. She walked to the middle of the room and stood up straight, she held her hands together behind her back and looked down.

He walked round her staring at her until she felt her cheeks burning with humiliation, but she stayed where she was. He spoke, "Go and kneel in front of the bench and bend over it" She knew what was coming but she did not hesitate in obeying him this time, she knelt and waited. Swack, she gasped, this felt different, a solid stinging pain that spread to cover a much wider area than the localised sting of the crop, he must be using somthing different, however despite the suprise and the intensified pain she remembered to count, "One Sir, may I please have another" "you may"

he replied. Twenty times she felt the harshness of what he was doing and twenty times she counted. When he had finnished he spoke again. "That my dear was the paddle, it is very effective for teaching a short sharp lesson, I hope it is one you have learnt well?" "Yes Sir" she replied, and right at that moment she really meant it. "Now stand and come back to your position in the centre of the room" She did as she was told, the glowing pain was intense and the urge to rub the pain away was overwheleming but she instinctively knew that this would not be allowed and she resisted the temptation.

She hadnt realised how tired she was until she felt her legs wobbling, but again he antissipated how she was feeling and he caught her in his arms before she could fall, he lifted her easily and then carried her from the room. He took her back to her room and as before he bathed her slowly and sensually, she lay in the bath and drifted away to the special place that would become so familiar to her, a place where a submissive goes when she has given herself totally to her master, a place of complete unquestionable trust

Chapter five

When he had finished bathing and dryng her he clipped her wrist cuffs together again and took her back to the bedroom. He sat her down on the bed and bought her a plate of food and something to drink. Finally he spoke, "it has been a very long day and I am sure your tired" he paused and waited for her to answer, "Yes sir" "Good then I will take you back to the cell to sleep" she looked up, then remembering she lowered her gaze again before she spoke, "Im sorry Sir I dont understand?".

He smiled, "It is very simple my dear, you have to be taught to obey me without question, you also have to trust me, and today you showed that as yet you are not willing to do either of these things." She hung her head in shame, he was right, she was beginning to trust him, he seemed to read her so well and although he was holding her here against her will she felt totally safe, but she had not shown him that today in her actions had she, she had allowed herself to feel pleasure at the things he had done to her and she had relaxed and chatted to him at dinner the night before and then the first chance he had given her she had betrayed him.

"Im sorry sir, I do trust you" "Then you will do as I say without question, I am taking you back down to the punishment cell and you will sleep there until you obey" He took her arm and pulled her to her feet, then he unclipped her wrists, this she assumed was so that she could get dressed because as yet he had not given her her clothes back but no he merely pulled her wrists behind her back and cuffed her with the ridgid cuffs that were so uncomfortable.

She raised her head slightly "please Sir what about my clothes?" again he smiled, "You will have to earn those back, they are a priviledge not a right, you are not yet obedient and you have tried to escape more than once, when you prove your submission to me then your uniform will be returned to you in the meantime you will remain as you are" Without another word he took her from the room and back down to the punishment cell. Once inside he told her to knee, again face down over the bench.

She trembled as she did what he ordered she knew what was coming and she also knew she deserved it but that didnt make it any easier to comply not when she could still feel the ache of her recent introduction to the paddle but she desperatley wanted to please him now so she made no complaint as she assumed the position.

Twenty times she felt the sting of the crop and twenty times she counted.

She felt like she was on fire the sting of the crop added to the raw ache that had been left by the paddle was overwhelming but she gritted her teeth and stuck with it to the end, she could be as stubborn with her inner self as she could be with him and she wanted to make amends. When they were finnished he told her to stand, he removed the cuffs and instructed her to lay on the bench on her back. He strapped her to the bed with the leather restraints that were fitted to it, ankles secured firmly, wrists by her sides, upper arms and thighs and finally her torso. Then he put the blindfold back on her and ordered her to open her mouth. Her jaw still ached from earlier but she did as she was told and he fastened the ball gag back in place. The only words he spoke before he left her were "I will be back later" but he did not give any indication as to how long "later" would

She heard the door close behind him and she felt her heart sink, how long would he leave her like this" She was very uncomfortable already, her jaw was protesting against being forced open in this manner so soon after the last time and the pain from the crop and the paddle was still intense but she could do nothing to relieve this torment with her arms so well secured, even the release of sleep was not forthcoming due to her discomfort.

He sat in the room next door watching her, he always enjoyed this they had no idea they were being watched and their isolation intensified their misery tenfold thus making this a very effective punnishment. He would only leave her this way for about half an hour but to her it would seem a lifetime. After about ten minutes she started to pull at her restraints, she found them unforgiving but this did not deter her she so desperatley wanted to rub the burning pain away and ease her acheing jaw and these thoughts made her increase her efforts, She began to struggle, frantically pulling at her bonds, it was hopeless she knew that but still she struggled.

He sat enjoying the site of her struggling he would leave her a little bit longer to see how long it would be before she admitted defeat. He always felt the closest to his submissives when he watched them this way, it was like seeing into their souls and because they didnt know they were being watched their every action and thought was pure and natural, he learnt a lot about them during this time Eventually her efforts subsided and she grew still with exhaustion. He rose to his feet, now he would go back to her.

She heard the door open and wanted to cry out in relief but the gag prevented this and she lay very still and quiet desperate for him not to go away again. He walked over to her and removed the gag. Next he worked on her restraints and when she was free he told her to roll over onto her front. There was no hesitation this time and she complied immediately.

She felt somthing very cold on her bottom, it was ice again, oh the bliss, it took all the stinging away and soothed every ache. When he had finnished he rolled her back over and resecured her straps. He left the blindfold on but did not replace the gag. Again he left the room and this time he said nothing and she knew that he would not be back before the morning.

She lay there tossing things over in her mind. She had been forceably taken away from her life, her job, her friends and subjected to another mans will, but the more she thought about it the more she had to admit that this was no great loss. She worked for herself selling advertising space on the internet so work could be a very lonely affair. there was no one special in her life at the moment, no one to say hi to in the mornings and no one to wait for in the evenings. She had thought that Charles may be special but he had betrayed her so badly, how could he do this to her.

She had friends but they were casual aquaintances more than anything else.

She realised that no one would actually question her dissapearance and probably no one would really miss her. She had always liked it to be this way. She liked to travel around a lot and the flexibility of her work allowed her the freedom to do this. She had never really put down roots anywhere and rarely kept in touch once she had moved on. In the last three days however she had actually felt special and as though she belonged more so than at any other time in her life. She had always been independent and done everything for herself, now suddenly a stranger had come into her life and taken over completely and altough this was hard to come to terms with it was strangely intoxicating. She felt like a rare and valuable work of art that had been stored away for many years and now someone had found her and was devoting their time to restoring her to her full potential.

She was needed and this thought gave her a warm glow. Tomorrow she would prove that she could be a good submissive and that she was worth his efforts to train her. With these thoughts she finally managed to fall asleep.

When she awoke she instinctively tried to move and felt a moment of panic at her restraints but then she remembered and she relaxed. The door opened and she heard him enter. "Good morning" he said "Good morning Sir"

she replied. "Very good, maybe your night in here has taught you something"

He undid her restraints and took the blindfold off, again it was several minutes before she could focus and he waited patiently. Then he said calmly "on your knees" She obeyed immediately and kept her eyes turned down in submission to him. He cuffed her hands behind her and then told her to stand. He led her from the room to breakfast and shower.

Later they returned to the training room, he told her to stand on the spot in the middle of the room again. This time she kept her eyes down and did not look around to see what he was doing. After a few minutes he came back and attached manacles to both her ankles, the chain between them was a long one and she guessed that she would be able to walk whilst wearing them. Her hands were already cuffed behind her, he had only taken them off for her to eat and shower and even then her leather wrist cuffs had been clipped together in front, he obviously felt that for now at least she must be restrained in someway all the time.

Now however he undid the cuffs but only long enough to put a long coat on her then he put them back on. "I am going to take you for a walk in the grounds" he said, "it is time you had some fresh air" As he led her from the room she realised that the manacles on her ankles were more restictive than she had at first thought and she found that she had to hobble as a normal walking pace would be impossible but he showed no sign of impatience at this and was obviously aware of how awkward it was. They came to stop at a door and he took a key from his pocket and undid it then he took her arm and helped her down the steps that led to the garden. The grounds were surrounded by a high circular wall and as they walked she realised that the house was actually a small castle and it too was circular in shape and the garden ran all the way round it and the high wall enclosed it all.

"We are in a moat" he told her, "when this castle was built this was full of water, but it has long since been drained and made into a garden. She took in the detail more carefully now and realised that the castle rose so high above them because being in the moat they were standing below where the water level would have been. They made one whole circuit of the grounds and she wondered if he was trying to prove to her just how secure they were. There was only one entrance in or out of the moat and this was a small iron gate that was padlocked other than that it was a solid thirty foot stone wall and she realised that had she made it out of the castle the day before she would have got no furthur.

When they finally returned to the training room she was exhausted, the manacles made every step an effort and she was glad to be back inside, however being back indoors he removed the coat and she blushed as she stood naked before him. He opened a drawer next to her and out of the corner of her eye she could see several lengths of rope, now she understood why he hadnt replaced the cuffs when he had removed her coat, he had merely instructed that she stand with her hands behind her back. Now he took a length of rope and walked behind her, he took her arms and sat them one on top of the other then he wrapped the rope around her wrists several times before securing it, she felt as though she had her arms folded behind her back.

Next he ran a long length of rope across her back and under her upper arms, then he pulled it tight around her arms and secured it. Now he attached another piece of rope to her wrists and tied it to the rope going around her arms. She tried to pull her arms apart and found they wouldnt move even an inch. "Dont struggle" he commanded, she did as she was told and stood still. When he was happy with the effect he had created with her arms he turned his attention to her legs, he tied her ankles knees and thighs together then he stood back to appreciate his work.

She stood as still as she could but she could feel herself wobbling, her centre of gravity was being constantly challenged in this position and she had to work very hard just to stay still and upright. He smiled to himself, he knew how hard this was for her and he enoyed watching the effort she was putting into standing still. Now he took her arm and told her to kneel. She couldnt, surely what he was asking was impossible, but he held her firmly and she bent her knees and managed to do as she was told.

"Now" he said, "Did you look in my direction whilst I was taking the rope from the drawer over there?" "No Sir" she replied….."Really, would you like to reconsider that response?" she paused then very quietly replied "Yes Sir" "I cant hear you, did you say yes Sir you disobeyed me?" "Yes Sir I disobeyed you"

"Very well, and how many strokes with the crop do you think you deserve for that?" "I dont know Sir" she replied. "You dont know, well I think you deserve ten, does that sound fair to you?" she nearly protested at this then remembered her resolve to be obedient, "Yes Sir, that is fair"

"Good" he said "Then we will begin" Thwack……"One Sir, may I please have another"

Thwack………."Two Sir, may I please have another Thwack…."Three

Sir, Please may I have another" He stopped and walked around in front of her "you got that wrong didnt you, you should have said may i please have another, so now we will start again and you will get it right, are you ready?" "Yes Sir"

Thwack……."One sir may I please have another" This time she made it to ten. When they were finnished he helped her to lay forwards onto her front then he tied her wrists to her ankles. "There" he said "A beautiful hogtie, nice and tight, you can lay there and appreciate the after effects of the crop" "yes Sir" she replied.

"I think you should be gagged and blindfolded again for full effect dont you?" "No Sir" she replied "I dont like the gag" "I know you dont and that is why it is so effective for training purposes, now are you going to open your mouth willingly or do we have to do this the hard way again?" She opened her mouth, she knew resistance was futile and would only add to her discomfort. "Now" He said, "You lie still, dont go away, i am going to prepare for a little session in the chair later, I am going to teach you about interrogation" She almost laughed, dont go away, where was she gonna go, she couldnt move an inch, she supposed this was his kind of humour.

She listenend to him moving around the room, she couldnt make out what he was doing and she could only guess at what he had in store for her next. She lay there for what seemed like hours, she was beginning to get cramp in her arms and her hands and feet felt numb.

In reality she had only been there for fifteen minutes when she felt him untieing her. The relief when her arms were finally free was overwhelming and instinctively she bought her hands round to lay flat on the floor next to her. Thwack Thwack Thwack, she was totally unprepared for this, and she tried to cry out but all she could manage was a suprised grunt because she was still gagged. "I did not tell you to move your arms" he pulled her wrists back to where they had been and now she struggled, she couldnt stand anymore and her resolve to behave had gone. "Dont struggle" he snapped, "Obey me" but she had gone beyond that point now and she struggled furiously against him.

He forced her wirists behind her and she heard the sound of the ridgid cuffs, she continued to struggle furiously but she was no match for him and within seconds she was cuffed and being dragged towards the frame that stood against the wall. He forced her against it and held her there with the weight of his body whilst he secured her legs. Then he strapped her upper arms to the cross leaving her wrists cuffed behind her. Now he removed her gag.

"You need to count again, I think" "No, Sir, please, im sorry, i was so uncomfortable i forgot myself, it wont happen again." "The reason for your disobedience is irrelevant, you obey without question, now count" This time she received ten strokes with the crop and ten with the paddle. On top of the ten she had so recently had this was torture, and knowing that there would be more if she miscounted she concentrated very hard on getting it right. At last they reached twenty and she relaxed, he stood back and watched her breathing hard, he knew how much that had hurt, but she had done well…..

Thwack she gasped, she hadn't been expecting that one….."you dont need to count that one, that was purely for my own personal pleasure" he said "now shall we see how well you do back in the chair?"

She stood still as he untied her from the cross and didnt struggle as he walked her to the uncomfortable wooden chair that she had sat in to be fitted with her collar and cuffs. He pushed her down and secured all the straps in place, she began to ache almost immediately and squirmed to try to get comfortable but nothing helped and she soon stopped wriggling.

Next he put a harness around her head and strapped it to the headrest on the chair, now she was totally immobile and she felt a feeling of panic rising up inside her, but she trusted him and she took deep breaths until she felt calm again. "Now I am going to ask you some questions and depending on how pleased I am with your answers will determine how long you stay there for. He put the blindfold on her and she heard him open a drawer behind her. She felt him running the tips of his fingers down her arms right to the ends of her hands, then he started at her toes and did the same in reverse stopping just at the top of her inner thighs.

She felt shock waves run through her, his touch was electrifying. He kept one of his hands on her inner thigh, slowly stroking the soft skin there, with his other hand he slowly stroked up her body until he reached her breasts. She moaned with pleasure, "are you enjoying this?" he asked, "yes" she murmmured.

He pinched the end of her nipple hard and she cried out in shock, "i asked you a question" he kept the tension on as he slowly twisted and she felt the walls between agony and ecstacy dissolving, "now try again, are you enjoying this" "yes Sir" she managed to gasp, her breathing was becoming heavier as her feeling of arousal intensified. Not being able to see seemed to exagerate every sensation and every time he touched her she almost jumped as new nerve endings were awakened. He ran what felt like bristles up her legs then down her back, this was heaven, then he ran them down her neck and across her breasts.

He then used the bristles like toothbrushes to scrub at the ends of her nipples and again she gasped as the ecstacy washed over her. She heard a familiar noise by the side of her but couldn't remember what it was. She felt coldness as ice was rubbed across her breasts and then a burning heat fell on both of them, then she realised what the noise had been, he had lit a candle and was dripping hot wax onto her. the torment was exquisite, never had she known that the combination of pleaseure and pain could be so powerful. She deperately wanted to be free to scratch at the places where the wax had fallen but at the same time she didnt want the ache to go away.

She was so lost in her world of agony and ecstacy that the sound of his voice made her jump. "are you going to behave from now on?" "yes" again she felt him pinch her nipple and this time she remembered "yes Sir" "good, tell me are you here of your own free will?" she hesitated, he knew that she wasn't but she also knew that if he untied her and told her to leave now that she would beg on her knees to be allowed to stay.

"yes Sir" "Hmmmm, we shall see" he replied. He stroked and teased every inch of her body until every nerve ending was screaming for gratification, but this was not forthcoming and she sensed that this was an intentional part of her torment. She would give anything right now for him to touch her there to release her from her frustration, but like some exquisiste torturer he seemed to know how to keep her at boiling point without allowing her any release. She felt a sharp pain as he pinched her again, harder than the last time and she felt herself coming back down to earth. He untied her an

Mandy · Part 3 (3/4)
Previous · Next