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Bound to Please - Part Two

"So, my prize has awoken at last?"

Siaru writhed in his restraints at the sound of the voice, or at least he tried to. The boot steps echoed around the room, the distinct sounds made Siaru believe his captor was circling around him, the footsteps coming in at distinct, precise intervals which again gave him the impression that they were walking with a prideful march around their prey, painting a clear picture in his mind of just who was in charge.

"I asked you a question." The voice came again from behind Siaru, the speech of a calm, dignified woman ringing in his ears. He tried to picture what she looked like by just the sound of her voice, but a distinct swish of an object cutting the air behind him pierced his ears.

Searing pain shot through his body as the object connected with his rear, slicing a vertical line down his arse cheeks, the same spot where he had felt the soreness before. He screamed in agony.

"Mmmpphh!"

The pain was over in seconds, but even still the sharp lash had provoked a reaction from the wolf and left him with a tingling sensation on what was now a red mark on his hindquarters. The bitch had a damn riding crop.

"Oh good, I thought you had fallen asleep again." Her voice wafted over him again, the manipulative speech of a succubus. It was blend of a gentle lover, a firm ruler and a brutal sadist all mixed into the chords of this woman's tongue.

"You must be wondering a few things, yes? Where are you, what is happening, who am I, all those sorts of things? First of all, let me set a few things in place. You speak when you are asked. You ANSWER when you are asked. Or else this..." Her voice trailed, the sound of the crop slicing the air and the distinct thwack of the leather bound tip connecting with his other arse check echoing off of the walls.

"Mmmmmppphhh!"

The red marks running down his rear throbbed in agony as the cruel whip left another mark. It hadn't drawn blood, but he assumed his rear was redder than a blush. He heard light clapping as her footsteps marched around him, the whip lashing through the air, not connecting with anything, but the sound made him wince as it flew past.

"Good answer! Now that we have the basic rules in place, let's get to know each other a little more, eh? But there is a little complication..." The voice came from in front of Siaru, but he felt he draw her head close to his own by the feel of her scented breath on his muzzle.

"Clearly you are unable to see me, and you seem only able of muffled sounds, so I am forced to have you identify me by voice alone. If it weren't for that blindfold and that gag that looks ever so snuggly in your pretty little mouth, I would have you see me and address me, but for now you shall hear and know me as your Mistress. For you are my prize."

She drew back from him, the crop making slight swishes as she flicked it up and down. She walked around him yet again, stopping at his blushing rear.

"Now I will run through a few things with you. Remember what I told you before and we shall get along just fine. If you are wondering about the state you are in, we thought it only fitting due to what we found you wearing. The shirt and pants were nothing special, so they had to go, and your suspiciously feminie singlet was not interfering, so we left it on you. We had to remove those very cute panties because they, surprisingly, covered too much. A boy wearing panties AND pants? Tacky. So we gave you something a little more fitting to compensate. You look good in a skirt. Maybe we will let you keep it. As to the stockings and those adorable black heels you might be feeling? They give you a much more inviting look. I'm rather jealous of you being able to wear them. I hope that clears up th-"

She stopped abruptly. Then a devious laugh broke the silence.

"How could I forget? My dear pet, all bound up! Why, the bindings are there because we all know how girls like yourself enjoy a man to be in control. You enjoy the thought of being rescued, don't you? All tied up and at the mercy of a monster like myself, waiting for your handsome man to burst in and save you! It's just like a fairy tale!" She laughed again, her dominant position in the room clearly established. She spanked his rear lightly with a leather bound glove, a whimper escaping Siaru.

"But here, we like twists. It makes things interesting. Your lovely gag proves that to be a fact. And I'll give you a few spoilers to this particular tale. Here, I am just the narrator. I'm here to get you into position so the story can begin. The real monster, the mercy of whom you are at, is a man. Actually, you'll be at the mercy of many of these men! Our casting roster is actually unfulfilled now. We have the narrator, the monsters and the damsel-in-distress, yet it seems we have run out of people to play the rescuer. Guess we'll be seeing you here for a while then!" The room was filled again with gleeful laughter, Siaru quietly sighing as he submitted to his fate. The story was also in poor taste, but Siaru had other issues to take care of rather than critique some poor metaphors. He felt her spank his rear again, her grip tightening as she squeezed a cheek as if judging his body. Her grip loosened and only leather bound fingers remained, dancing across his arse cheeks like an oversized spider. She stopped suddenly, her hand withdrawing fully. Siaru dread what she had in store for him.

"Ah! You really should remind Mistress about these things, my little wolfie!" An incredibly unpleasant, tickling sensation shot across his body as her fingers touched lightly at his bound balls. They tried to shrink up and away, but the chastity device was built with a ring designed for the sole purpose of stopping such a reaction.

"Oh hun, it's just like you are a real girl! You've the sensitivity to show it, and we've given you the means to act like it!" She moved her fingers away from his bound scrotum and placed them around his caged penis. He felt her stroke it gently in a cruel mockery of a hand job.

"I just hope your stay in chastity helps you take your mind off of these sorts of things. A lot of men prefer women, so we've locked your little package away to guarantee only the real men will be getting their release. Not surprising, we've had some complaints about girls like yourself spilling their seed while they are acting and in character. So we've taken an ever so simple precaution. I'm sure you'll understand. The alternative is a little more troublesome and a lot more permanent." Her grip released and her hand withdrew as she started humming a generic tune. Siaru wept silently inside, his fate looking very worrying at the hands of his Mistress. The humming came to an end and Siaru stiffened up to brace for whatever was to come.

"You haven't spoken in a while" she said in an observational manner of speech "if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were masochistic! It all makes sense; you love the feel of Mistress' whip, don't you?"

"Mmmphh!" Siaru tried to yell through the gag.

"You want to be spanked? Well, Mistress is generous towards eager girls!"

"Mmph! Mmph!" he said desperate. He heard the distinct swish sound as it moved into position, ready to strike down on his reddened rear. He let out a desperate whimper, a few tears forming behind his blindfold as he prepared himself for the lick of her crop. But it never came.

"Oh, you don't like Mistress' crop? Why hun, you should have said so. You can't joke around with me, I like to pleasure my girls, and it just so happens that some find this enjoyable. Why hun, I hate hurting my girls." Her voice was soft and sweet, but her dominance kicked in as her tone went back to dominatrix mode.

"But I will hurt them if they fail to please me, or anyone else in the room. Is that clear?" Siaru whimpered again, a tear rolling out from under the blindfold. Luckily, his Mistress didn't see, or at least she took no notice of it.

"Now then, I just have to make sure of one little thing..." Siaru's eyes opened wide as he felt her move up behind him, and heard the sound of leather and other materials moving as she adjusted position, her hands planted firmly on the either side of his rear in order to support herself. He heard her remark the word 'comfortable' once she had adjusted, and more importantly he noticed the feel of something cold poking against his tail-hole. She pulled against the chain that bound his tail to his collar, his head lifting in response as she thrust inside him with what must have been a strap-on. He felt her lean over him as she arse fucked him with her devious toy, for her strap-on sported barbs that made him whine in pleasure every time she withdrew from his rear and he could only think about how much his Mistress would be enjoying the sight of him in such submissiveness. His penis ached as it tried to escape it's metal prison, for the chastity device was only just large enough to fit his limp cock, and the metal rings were unmoving as his cock writhed and struggled to get hard. Luckily enough, she stopped screwing him after a few minutes, clearly satisfied with his performance.

"...And a very nice fit." she continued, her boots once again causing sound around the bound wolf.

"Well, you've please Mistress very much. I'm sure you'll be the new crowd favourite. Lets just run through our rules again for when Mistress is away. No speaking, as I am the only one you are allowed to talk to. In fact, no sound is to come out of that cute muzzle, you hear me? Some customers like it quite, while others don't want to hear you complain. The gag should help, but you'll also need some self-discipline. And if that fails, then you'll have my discipline." She talked to him sternly, the point getting firmly across. Siaru was willing to do much in order to not have to deal with the dreaded riding crop.

"And one last thing, in regard to your own personal 'needs', generally we let our girls have some fun with each other every once in a while. Though we have one tiny problem in your case." He heard her unlock and open the heavy door.

"We use industrial strength padlocks for the chastity devices" she said "but the guy who locked your little friend away accidentally took the key home. And it just happens to be that he's going on a vacation." Siaru's heart sank down to his stomach. "So I guess you'll just have to make the most of it. Have fun!"

To be Continued