Angel rapt lightly on the solid red door. Butterflies grew restless in his stomach as seconds seemed to take hours. The door sat flush on the main road of a sleepy little town. It made no difference, the time or place, he would be happier inside, away from prying eyes. The door opened slightly, held in place by the safety chain, only the flicker of candles to illuminate the room. He could only see part of her gorgeous face, tho he could tell it had a wicked grin. The silence hung and did nothing for Angels butterflies.

'So, are you wearing it?' Her grin turned to  a smile. It was a CB2000 that she had the key for. Angel had been in the device, that was too small for him, for three days. It had been pre-arranged with the lock going on and the key being sent to his Mistress for safe keeping.

'Yes' his tormentors eyebrows raised after a short pause, expectant. 'umm, Mistress' he chocked out as her smile returned,

'Good, show me.' Angels mind raced. He wasn't sure what to do, after a seconds paused he moved his hand towards the door.

'Uh, just pull down your pants slave, and show me.' If it was possible her smile appeared to grow. Angels hands moved of their own volition to his pants and removed the buttons, exposing himself to the door. 'Good. Now get naked and I'll let you in.' The door shut. Angel stood motionless not sure what to do. His eyes darted up the street. An internal debate rage, he was confused and wanted to run. In fact it was all so new to him, he wasn't sure what to do.

He frantically started removing his clothes, leaving his pants to last. After a quick glance up and down the street he was nude apart from his cage at the door. The door opened with the chain still in place. 'Good pass your clothes in, and...' she slid a  clear butt plug, with a glistening dollop of lube, through the gap, 'Get this in your ass, oh and don't rush cause it will be agony latter.' His Mistress chuckled as Angel pushed his clothes through the gap and took the plug. He then started working the plug in slowly as his mind drifted of to another time.

Angel was going to be fucked in the ass and wanted his ass to be clean. He rushed and used a bar of soap jamming it in and out, it didn't hurt at all leaving him with a sense of confidence about what was to come. As soon as him Mistress entered the first toy, a small vibrator, his ass was on fire. He was in agony for the next hour.

The plug slid into place with minimal effort, and the only discomfort was his ass pulsating trying to return to normal size. He scanned the street constantly now. The butterflies were kicking at his sides as he waited. His body started shaking and he could fell his heart thumping in his chest, when  he saw the glow of head lights approaching the crest a few hundred meters down the road. The door opened,

'On your knees and enter slave.' Angel dropped down and crawled in as quickly as he could, the passing car may have got a view of his ass, but at least he felt safe now. 'That was close.' She mused as she moved casually to the bed. Angel assessed the unit, it was large with a queen bed in the centre. Off to the left was a hall way that lead to the bathroom and kitchen. On the TV played a BDSM movie with some poor slave getting whipped on the balls. His eyes settled on his Mistress. She was sitting cross legged on the bed, wearing a black leather corset with garters attached to her thigh high stockings, and finished with knee high stilettos. Around her neck hung the key to his cage, she toyed aimlessly with it, inadvertently highlighting the fact she owned his cock.

'I would like to start with a few rules. I'll tell you more as we go, if you break any you will be punished' her grin grew wider again. 'First you will only speak when spoken to and finish every sentence with Mistress. Now adopt the inspection position.' she lent back on the bed as she finished displaying her cleavage. 'Yes Mistress.' Angel got up onto his knees, keeping them slightly apart, with his hands behind the back of his head. 'Good, slave. Rule two, you will not cum without permission. If I give you permission it only last for thirty seconds, cum at any other time and I will lock your cock up for a week.' Angel acknowledged her as she stood, taking her crop from the side of her boot. As begun circling him she started touching his body all over with the large head of the crop. Angel jumped as the first blow landed softly on his balls. More were to follow on his balls and nipples, and any other bit of free skin, inter space with the crop being run all over his body. Mistress let her subject know she could touch him any where she pleased. She moved back to the bed, happy in his humiliation.

'Now slave would you like to taste me?' her head tilted to the side in a provocative glance. 'Yes Mistress.' she lifted a finger and motioned for him to come, as he crawled close enough she placed her boot into his face. 'Start with that and see if your tongue is good enough for me.' Her voice made his cock wrestle with the cage in a losing battle.

Angel had no real foot fetish, but the thought of being reduced to cleaning boots was to much. He moved his tongue disconsolately over the patented leather as his cock pushed the cage forward pulling tightly on his balls. Her shoes had been worn many times but only during sessions. The flash of the camera startled him.

'If you felt I owned your ass because of that butt plug, wait till I get these printed.' she giggled to herself, while she slipped a blind fold over Angels startled eyes. 'Eat me Slut'. She uncrossed her legs and took hold of her slaves hair and pulled him close. She enjoyed his tongue for a few moments before taking another photo and a short video for her collection. Angels tongue ebbed and flowed, getting faster and stronger before slowing down. It wasn't long before he had whipped his tormentor into a frenzy.  The Mistress let herself go shuddering as waves of pleasure caused through her. She enjoyed her toys tongue for a little longer as she recovered. Finally she used his hair to pushed him away, keeping her boots over his shoulders. Mistress kept her hand on his hair while she took another picture of his cum covered face.

'Very good slave, now...' she let her voice trail off, lingering at what was to come as she stood and moved around her toy. Angel sat motionless as his Mistress ran her hand over his chest. She stood behind him taking her time as she slowly twisted his nipples. Angel hated having his nipples played with, his Mistress knew this and was going to take full advantage of the fact. She played a little before stepping around to his front, kicking his cage gently as she did. His cock pulsed restlessly, as she squatted down, exposing her wet pussy to his blindfolded face. He tried to stay motionless as his Mistress started to apply clover clamps to his erect nipples. She giggled as they found their place and her toys face contorted.  She stood taking her crop out, using it to push the chain down.

'You are taking those well slave. Would you like a reward?' Angels perked up. His Mistress reached down and took hold of the chain lifting until Angel moaned and his face took on a new pained look. 'Stand.' He did and was guided by the chain a few steps to a small table. Once bent over, she applied a fur cuff to each of his limbs and then tied wach to a leg of the table. Angel was left struggling to find a comfortable place for his chest as his Mistress walked off.

Moments latter she returned removing his blind fold. As his eyes adjusted he noticed two things, a camera set up on a tripod and a strap-on at point blank range. Whilst she had in the past rejected the idea of making a slave eat plastic cock as stupid because she would get nothing out of it. Now she forced it into his resisting mouth. She giggled at his uncoordinated efforts and got wetter as she watched. After a few minuets she started driving her cock in making her slave gag, taking photos the whole time to cap off his humiliation.

'You need to get that cock nice and wet as it is the only lube you will be getting.' she lent forward to remove the butt plug from his ass and as she did drove her fake cock deep into Angels mouth. The plug proved difficult to remove due to the strange angel she was trying to take it out on. He choked as the plug slipped from his ass bringing about a strange new state of torment. His mistress seemed to be getting more sadistic, or just more into her role.  'Time to fill your ass, again' She laughed at him as she sat the plug on his back and as an after thought slapped his face a few times with her cock. She laughed at her helpless plaything, she would feel bad for him if she knew that he wasn't into it.

She then moved to his ass and secretly applied some drops of lube to the plastic cock. She lost track of time as she fucked his ass. Starting slow and deep then getting faster, then letting her fake cock come out before jamming it back in. The straps moved against her skin and before long she could feel herself about to orgasm again, but stopped herself in time.

Angel was puzzled as his Mistress sat a stool in front of him but didn't sit down. He was worried that she was going to use his mouth with her fake cock, instead she moved to his rear. She placed a spreader bar between his legs, then removed his cage. Angels cock gleefully expanded as she did so with a long trail of pre-cum clinging to the cage. Next she took a spiked parachute and wrapped it around his balls on the tightest setting, she then retied his legs to the table above his knees, finally using a short piece of rope she tied the spreader bar to the parachute. This left Angel like he was trying to keep his feet against his butt, Angel quickly found out that if he didn't want his balls to hurt he would have to keep his legs bent up but his legs quickly tired. The final torment was placing as many pegs on his cock as she could. Starting with his foreskin, getting as many pegs to form a circle then started working back. There was not a section of skin not held tight with a peg.

On her way to the stool she reached under Angels chest and removed the clover clamps not bothering to soothe his nipples as the blood forced it way painfully back into place. Angel moaned as she captured the whole thing with pictures and video.

'Right...' she took her place on the stool, 'Time to pleasure me again' Angel did as he was told, his Mistress was eager for his tongue and he hoped that if he did a good job he may get to cum as well. He managed to work her into a frenzy three times, not only did angels cock and balls ache  from her interesting torment, but his jaw and tongue were tired and sore.

Mistress stood and took stock of her poor toy. She run her crop over his body, she felt a rush as she moved slowly around his body. At first she was shocked when he asked her to do these “crazy things” but now she was getting into it. She moved to his rear.

'Would you like me to take this off your balls?' she cooed as she squeezed the parachute. Angel let out a small whimper, and his mistress let go. 'Yes pleassss, ahhh' his balls erupted into fire as pressure was reapplied. Mistress quickly removed her crop from her boot and with light but fast started cropping angels sore balls. 'Yes please what?' angel was moaning uncontrollably. 'Mistress.' the word force between moans. 'Say the lot slave don't short cut it.' She took her time calmly letting the words roll off her tongue, never letting her crop slow. 'ahhh yes. Please. Mistress' she stopped then gave him one final hard slap. Normally, a slap of such velocity would not bother him, but the blow was compounded by the fact his balls were restricted by the spikes. Angel breathed a sigh of relief as the parachute was undone and his feet could drop to the floor.

In the time that it had taking to get his Mistress off the pegs had worked their magic, Angels cock was on fire. Angel shifted from his left to right trying to find a comfortable stance. Mistress giggled as she came up with her last torment, it was to be the most humiliating and painful thing she would do all night.

Mistress untied his hands before locking them behind his back. She then firmly took hold of Angels balls, in doing so she stretched the skin of his now delicate penis, casing Angel to whimper. 'Be a good little slave and come with me.' Her words seemed to soothe Angel. Using his balls she giddied him the the centre of the room. 'Now, slut, stand still and don't move or I will punish you until you cry like a baby girl.' she was a little disappointed in her threat, it seemed empty. She got a large dildo and lubricated it, then taking a ring gag and blind fold moved back to her awaiting slut. Angels eyes followed her the whole way. 'Shove this in your ass and fuck yourself slowly. I'll remove the pegs shortly.' She ran her fingers through the pegs as bolts of lighting shot through Angel. She giggled as she moved to place the blind fold on. She made sure that the gag was tight, a job made harder by Angels constant movement whilst he fucked him self in the ass.

'Now time to get those pegs off.' She let her crop fall onto the end of Angels cock, Pegs feel to the floor. He stepped back in pain and let out a cry. 'Now you need to be punished, slave, I Told you not to move.' Mistress grab his balls and pulled down as she hit them solidly once. 'Now, slave, next time I have to stop you will get two then three, you get the picture.' she laughed 'Now stay still. She hit him again, pegs flew off as he cried out in pain and tried to stayed still. After several blow she realised that he had stopped fucking himself. 'Punishment time, you need to fuck yourself hard, it will help you take your mind off the pain, slut' Angel was a wreak by the time she had finished with him. With all the pegs off he was made to lay down on the ground.

'Would you like to cum?' Mistress spoke sexually as she slipped the rig over his cock and balls. 'Yes please Mistress.' Angel replied enthusiastically. 'Not a chance!' She laughed as she pushed his semi-erect cock into it's little cage and snapped the lock shut. Angel felt like crying as he heard his tormentors foot steps head into the shower. He started to whimper as he realised that she had put the spikes on his cage.