1. Mistress Demi and Clock Ch. 03


    Date: 3/3/2024, Categories: BDSM Author: bySkittleMosaic, Source: Literotica 

    ... hood, and not a second after Clock finishes assembling the dog cage is their head engulfed in soft, smothering darkness. Clocks' hands are deftly encompassed into the mittens. Mistress Demi fastens the kneepads to Clock before binding Clocks' calves to their thighs with tight rope. She hooks her lead to Clocks' collar and starts leading their blind dog around the room by the neck. Clock struggles and stumbles, never having moved like this before.

"Bark, bitch!"

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

"Heel! And beg for a treat!"

Mistress pulls taut upward on the leash. It takes all of Clocks' effort to hoist their body into a begging position. No way would Clock be able to pull that off without the exercise regime Mistress Demi has them on.

Clock desperately whimpers up at the darkness, no idea if it's even in the right direction of Mistress, before they hear a zip and the tiniest bit of light coming from the mouth of the hood. An elegant hand jams several dog treats into Clocks' actual mouth, before quickly zipping Clock back into darkness. They crunch away at the dry, musky treats that were not designed for human taste buds. Not bad enough to gag, but not pleasant. They swallow.

Clocks' leash is disconnected. Footsteps away. The creaking of the cage door. More footsteps. Some rustling. Footsteps coming toward Clock. Silence. Then.

*ZAP!*

A cattle prod to Clocks' left ass cheek.

"Into your cage bitch!"

Clock squeals in pain and scrambles away from the cattle ...
    ... prod.

"Not bad, but the cage is probably moooore, this way!"

*ZAP!*

Clock readjusts their trajectory.

*ZAP!*

"Move faster, bitch!"

Clock scrambles on all fours in the darkness, desperate to reach their designated destination. Their mask finally collides with the cage.

"You made it! Now get inside, bitch!"

*ZAP!*

Clock tries with all their might to get in, a few firm placements from Mistress Demis' boots to correct their alignment. It's a big dog cage, but pretty tight for a human, especially one as constrained as they are, but they eventually make it in.

The door creaks shut. The heavy duty padlock that was on the black bag is fastened to the door.

*Lock*

"Welcome home, bitch! This is where you'll be sleeping for our holiday."

Clock is huddled on all fours in the centre of the cage.

"Aww come on, the cage is bigger than it seems. Here, let me show you!"

Mistress Demis' footsteps leave and return, before a feather gently caresses Clocks' feet. They convulse in unwilling laughter, bucking and barely breathing. Mistress tickles their armpits and makes their whole upper body convulse, yet still not hitting the roof of the cage.

*ZAP!*

Another shock to the ass cheeks sends Clock surging forward, and they go for a good foot before hitting the other end of the cage.

*ZAP!* to the left

*ZAP!* to the right

Clock convulses side to side, being forced to test the width of the cage.

"See? The cage has plenty of space!"

Clock lets ...
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