As we walked back through the mall, me on my new heels she stopped outside of Dillards and told me to go in and find the women and thank them for the help. I did as I was told and was met with more laughter and was also told that I should get some control top pantyhose; they pointed out what I should get and checked me out. Then they told me to put them on before I left. I followed their direction and was met with approval by my new Mistress. We went to the car and headed to the house. On the way, she teased me about driving in heels, which I have to admit was harder than I thought it would be. At least for someone who didn’t have any experience at it.
When we arrived she had me open the garage but park in the driveway and get out. Potentially in front of my neighbors. She was nice and closed the door once I was inside. She pointed at the hooks in the ceiling and asked how secure they were; I told her I didn’t know but I had put them in in hopes of being strung up by them. But I knew that they would hold more than my entire weight. She then asked if still had all the chains her sister had told her about; I did of course, hanging on the garage wall.
She didn’t waste any time and took them down and had me attach them to the hooks on the ceiling, she then attached my hands to the chains with the dog collars attached to them. She then looked around and saw that there were hooks in the baseboards on each side of the garage in-line with where I was already attached. She hooked them up so that when she pulled my high heels off I would be either hanging or barely touching the floor. At that point she couldn’t make me do anything because I was strung up. She saw my work table against the wall and set it up then brought all the toys from the coffee table and laid them out.
“Boy, you are in for some fun now. And it’s only about 7:30, you can plan on being there till 10:00 at least. But before we start let’s get you primed for what’s to come; then she fed me 3 shots of Jack and then she went in the house leaving me hanging. When she came back out she fed me another shot and let me loose one limb at a time to get me undressed. Once I was nude she asked me if I wanted what I had asked for from my ex; I was hesitant but said yes. She said “Ok, I have that recorded so I don’t want to hear any bitching later! Do you agree, tell me out loud.” “Yes Mistress”.
With that answer she smacked me across the face and then back handed me. She did that three times and now my head was ringing. She grabbed the hood and put it on me, then she fitted the cock gag to it and snapped it into place. So now I’m spread eagle, blindfolded and gagged. I can kind of hear but not well because of the hood but I heard her say “Ok, you little dicked faggot I’m going to take you to the full level of what you asked for.”
Then she was gone. I don’t know for how long, long enough that I started getting anxious. When she returned she real quiet. She then started using the neuro wheel all over me; first lightly then she increased the pressure, especially on my balls. The sensation just stopped but was replaced quickly with clothes pins being put on my nipples, then all around my nipples. Then they were going everywhere the back of my arms, balls, thighs, and even my feet. She used the whole bag of 100 and seemed to use even more.
Then she got the cat-I-nine tails and started knocking the pins off. After about 30 pins were knocked off; even with a cock gag in my mouth, I was making quite a bit of noise so she stopped and turned on the stereo fairly loud to cover my yelling. Then she started again, making sure to hit harder and get the pins off in a single hit. Mistress got every pin off with the cat. “That was a good warmup” she said in my ear.
After a short cool down she started spanking me with a leather belt. And while it was mostly on my ass she didn’t bother to stay there, my thighs got some even in the front, my back wasn’t spared. Then she grabbed the flogger and nothing was off limits with it,except my face. She even hit the back of my neck; I couldn’t even guess what I looked like but I was crying and begging for her to stop; but true to her word, she wasn’t going to stop and give me what I asked for. I was begging “Please Mistress please I need you to stop, I can’t take it.” “You asked for it bitch I’m just fulfilling your fantasy, maybe you shouldn’t dream so big! But I will give you a few minutes break.”
She loosened my legs, just enough for me to try and stand, then she let my arms loose and I collapsed onto my knees. She turned down the music and pulled the gag out and the hood off. She pushed me over on my back and unlocked the cock cage. Even being bruised and battered I still managed to get a semi. I was laying back trying to breathe through what I had been through and she hauled off and kicked me in the balls. “Boy, I’m either going to destroy you or make you my bitch.” And kicked me in the balls again.
“Now tell where you keep the pill bottles that you cum in when you beat off.” “I don’t know what you are talking about” I replied. She really kicked me in the balls that time and I screamed, I couldn’t breathe for at least five minutes. She looked down at me and said again “Tell me where the pill bottles are that you cum in. Or you get it even harder.” I fessed up “it’s in the back of the refrigerator”. She grabbed my balls and gave them a squeeze, “Which one bitch; you’ve got three of them.” “This one, here in the garage Mistress.” She gave a good squeeze “Almost a good boy, but you have some more punishment for playing stupid.”
Mistress spread my legs a little more than shoulder width apart and added some more rope around my knees so I couldn’t pull them together and then grabbed the pill bottles and disappeared out of the garage. When she came back she had the enema that I bought earlier. It turns out she had put it in the refrigerator. “Now listen you little faggot; I am going to squeeze this in you and then I will let you loose to go and get rid of it. But I promise it will hurt because it’s cold and I’m telling you now if you make a mess of me or anywhere else you will get it worse than you can imagine.” Saying that she grabbed my balls again pulling them up and squeezing then she inserted the enema and luckily for me she squeezed the bottle really slow. It was so cold it almost burned going in. The liquid just kept filling me up and was freezing all the way into my stomach, it probably took her two minutes to put every drop into me. She started loosening my legs and knees, smiling the whole time, she knew that it was torture for me to have it inside me. She helped me up and told me to shower once I was done. I shuffled to the bathroom and barely made it.
I finished and started the shower, as I stepped in, Mistress came into the room. She stopped me and told me to lay down. Then for the first time that day she undressed and stood over me at my waist. Then without warning she started peeing on me moving up my chest then over my face; slowly lowering until she finished pissing in my mouth. She told me to swallow every drop. Once she finished she told me to rinse off and then dry myself. She made me get out of the shower and used my beard trimmer and used the shortest guard to shave my entire body. Then she had me get back in the shower, get wet and get my razor. She lathered me up starting with my chest and shaved it, then my groin and legs. Once all those were smooth she had me bend over and shaved my ass and asshole. As soon as she was done she told me to wash and lotion up my whole body.