Obey the rules

Author: latexm8
Title: Obey the rules
Date: 14 May 2008

I’m never allowed to ask Him to stop. I know that. He has made that very clear. The last time I did I was sobbing and begged him to please stop whipping me. As soon as I did, I knew I was in trouble. Strapped to the fuckbench, there was nothing I could do to avoid the trouble either. I knew a punishment was coming my way.

“What did you say slave?” he inquired as he continued his whipping.

“Master, I am sorry, I can’t take anymore. Please Sir, I can’t take anymore,” I sobbed quickly. I barely had enough breath to say this and then screamed in pain as the singletail hit me again.

“What is the rule slave?”

I knew the rule, I might ask to offer another form of suffering for His enjoyment, but could not just ask Him to stop something He enjoyed just to please me. I knew this but had slipped up, after all the training He had given me. This humiliation only added to the physical pain I felt, but somehow I had strength to blurt out “electro Sir?”

“Does the slave want to have some electricity? Is that what it is asking its Master for?”

“Yes Master. Please let me feel your electrical control of me again Sir.”

“OK slave, but it’ll be punished for not suggesting this before asking me to stop my whip.”

“I understand Master. I deserve to be punished” I said and meant it. I had broken a rule he had emphasized many times, and could have simply suggested something other than the whip instead of asking him to stop. I wondered how I could make such a mistake.

“Don’t worry, it won’t happen again. I told you last time that the next time would be the last time you asked me to stop something I enjoy.”

This scared me. I remembered Him say that, and wondered if it meant I’d be uncollared. This thought scared me. Would He really discard me for this? As I didn’t even know where I was I’d have no way of getting back if He did. I started to panic as these thoughts raged through my mind.

Next I felt Him wedging a new kind of contraption in my mouth that kept it wide open with no chance of closing it. Now I felt something in my throat. I wondered if I was going to be forced to swallow His piss or if this was a feeding tube of some kind. Even though I was blindfolded, I could tell that he had focused a powerful light on my face and was sitting on a stool looking into my mouth as he maneuvered the tube. I felt like I was going to gag, but then I felt it go beyond that point in my throat. He was fiddling with something else now. The tube was being manipulated but there was something else going on as well. I was scared that something very painful was about to happen. However, even as I braced for this, I felt everything being removed from my throat. I was relieved.

“I am going to free your mouth slave, but do not try to make a sound, not even a moan. Understand?” I am going to put something away and then I’ll be back to play with you.

I nodded my head as much as I could, thinking my Master had been lenient this time. I could be silent. I had learned to be silent for long periods since I had come to live in his dungeon. He knew I meant no disrespect when I broke the rules, and maybe this is why He had decided to be lenient. He was a good Master and I could be a good slave.

Now I felt him checking the fist mitts on my hands. Then He removed the blindfold. I was grateful for this and remembered to look downward at his boots as He did this. He leaned over and kissed the back of my head. I suddenly felt safe and loved again. He picked up the dogface hood and slipped it over my head. Next He brought a large mirror in front of me and walked behind me, between my legs. I looked at my canine reflection with my Master positioned behind me as He opened the zipper at the back of my rubber leggings. Then I felt him spread some lube in my crack. I wondered if He would insert a tail or fuck me. I began to look forward to being fucked as I heard Him unsnap His codpiece and felt him position His lubed dick at the lubed hole.

“Before I fuck you slave I need to give you what you asked for and your punishment.”

This took me out of my relaxed state and confused me for a moment. I watched Him reach behind his back and stared silently as He produced his small cattle prod. I hated that thing. I had been thinking of maybe an electrical butt plug or cockring when I suggested electro play. I hoped He was bluffing. Sometimes He just liked to scare me. He leaned over my sore back and whispered in my ear that He had a surprise for me. Before I could think what it could be He hit me in my abs with the prod and I screamed….. or tried to. No sound came out of my mouth. Nothing at all. I was stunned in more ways then one.

He calmly explained. “Botox has taken care of the voice you don’t seem able to control. It’ll be a few months before you have any voice again slave. Use them to think about how to control yourself.” Then He shocked me with the prod again and as I looked at the dogface silently screaming in the mirror His dick entered me.