Chanelle’s Christmas Surprise - Sex Stories

Chanelle’s Christmas Surprise

... bondage and torture. Mistress Chanelle discovered a love of electrical torture and bought several items. Although Mistress said that She loved beating and whipping me what She liked about electrical torture was that She could inflict pain ranging from mild to excruciating (and very occasionally pleasure) with virtually no effort on Her part.

I’d heard of some police stations that had been closed down and were going to be demolished, and after having a word with the contractors I’d managed to buy the bars, doors and fittings to make two cells; one had open bars (think American Western films) with a bed and toilet and several rings bolted to the floor, ceiling and bars. The second was an isolation cell; it was built into a corner of the basement: three sides were of breeze block construction again with several rings bolted to the walls, floor and ceiling (with a toilet but no bed) and with a similar barred door to the first cell.

There was also a solid metal door outside that. When the solid door was shut, the isolation cell was virtually soundproof. The lights for both cells were near the basement entrance, well out of reach of the cells. Both cells were about six-foot square, with an extra three feet between the barred door and the solid door of the isolation cell.

The Toilet Box was hinged along the rear side, with locking catches and D-rings on each side. It had a plastic bowl with a cut-out where a slave’s neck would go, and a solid lid on top of the padded ...

... toilet seat. The box was raised slightly and secured to a padded board about two feet wide and six feet long. This board had a D-ring for a padlock or carabiner at the end furthest from the box, and several wide leather straps with locking buckles along its length.

I opened the Toilet Box, making sure the bowl was positioned correctly inside. Next, I padlocked the chain between my ankles to the D-ring at the foot of the board, after which I strapped down my legs – above and below my knees, my thighs (adjusting the chastity device to be on top of my thighs), my stomach and chest to the board. I put my head in the box, closed the toilet seat and lid and locked the catches. Finally, using a couple of carabiners that were on the board, with some difficulty I secured my wrist cuffs to the D-rings on each side of the box. I was now trapped and completely at my Mistress’ mercy (or lack thereof)!

After what seemed like an eternity I heard the soft padding of feet down the steps and across the basement floor. The lid of the Toilet Box opened and there was Mistress Chanelle’s face above me. By way of greeting, She ordered me to open my mouth and spat in it. She then informed me that She had avery full bladder and this was the first of the Christmas treats She had in store for me. She lowered Her glorious arse (still wearing Her panties) onto the seat and pissed in my open mouth and all over my hooded face, soaking Her panties and covering me with Her Golden Nectar. After this, She ...