The Risk is the Reward 3
#3 of The Risk is the Reward
The Risk is the Reward 3
By Duffin Caprous
Disclaimer:
The following story contains the following acts:
Master/Slave
Humiliation
Unseen Sex Acts
Bondage
Food
Bad Language
Punishment
This story is of an adult nature and therefore, if you are under 18, you need to not read this. However, if you do choose to not heed my warning, don t let your parents sue me!
Jayson awoke with a yelp as he felt a painful kick to his side. He opened his eyes and gasped, unable to see anything. He reached up toward his eyes.
He heard a sharp snap near his ear, "Lower your fucking paws. It's a blindfold, you little pussy."
He cringed, hearing the familiar voice of his new mistress, realizing that she'd just kicked him awake.
"You have yet to earn the honor of looking at me, so, you will be wearing the at all times until I deem it unnecessary. Now, get up."
Jayson winced a little, his body still sore from the day of bondage previous. His legs were a little shaky and the female growled softly in annoyance, reaching down to grip his wrist and yank the bunny to his feet, "I said, UP!" she barked out, swiftly smacking his bare ass.
"S-sorry!" he cried out as the stinging began immediately. He heard another growl and another smack to his other cheek. Jayson immediately added, "M-mistress! S-sorry, Mistress!"
She gave a sudden tug, leading him out of the closet and through the house. He assumed it was a house, anyway, as he still hadn't seen any of it. After a few moments, the female gripped his shoulder firmly to make him stop walking.
"I hope, for your sake, today is better than yesterday," she said, walking slowly around him, "You have a severe lack of sense and can't even follow simple orders. That is what we will work on today. You WILL obey everything I tell you to do, no matter how demeaning, disgusting, or unfair you think it is. What you want doesn't matter anymore and the sooner you realize that, the better."
Jayson shuddered as he listened to her say those things. He didn't want to obey. At least...he didn't think he wanted to. The bunny let out a nervous whimper which drew and swat to his bare ass as a warning.
"Answer me!" she growled out right after.
"Uh, ye...yes, Mistress!" he said with a pained whimper.
He could almost hear her rolling her eyes in annoyance, "Fucking hell...alright, we'll start simple. Who are you?"
The bunny swallowed nervously, "Jay-" he cried out at the sharp smack to his face. He resisted the urge to raise his paws to his face, knowing that would be a mistake.
"Who are you?" the voice asked again.
"Y-your...p-pe-" he started to say and yelped as she smacked his other cheek hard. He whimpered softly, paws balling into fists to resist the urge to rub his stinging cheeks.
"Who...are...you?" she asked more slowly. He suddenly realized what answer she was looking for. The boy whimpered softly.
"N...no one, Mistress..." he replied. His answer returned a pat to his head.
"What are you?" she asked with a slightly softer voice.
"Nothing, Mistress..." he replied, earning him another pat.
"Good. What am I?" she asked.
"My Mis--" he began to say and cried out as she smacked him hard on the nose.
"I'm not your anything, you little shit! You don't possess anything, you hear me? I am simply Mistress. I don't want to ever hear you say the word "my" again, you got that, cunt?" she barked out in a tirade, ending with a boottip kicking the boy hard in the stomach.
Jayson coughed and fell forward, holding his stomach. He felt like he may vomit from the harsh kick, but he got the message she was sending him. The bunny began to softly cry behind his blindfold.
"Aw, you crying, bitch? Huh?" she asked, "How about I give you something to cry about?" she asked. Jayson suddenly cried out in pain as he felt a smack to his small ballsac, the only part of his equipment exposed outside of the chastity device.
"N-no, please, Mistress!" he cried out and cried out as another smack sent pain shooting through him, once again making him almost want to throw up.
"'No, please?' Who the fuck do you think you are telling me 'No'? Alright, bitch. I can be merciful. It's your first real day, so I'll go a little easy on you," she replies and smacked the boy's bare ass hard enough to likely bruise it.
Jayson cried out and squeezed his eyes shut beneath the blindfold as the pain grew.
"I've got company coming over tonight and you're going to be working, slut. Don't worry your little tiny brain over it, you won't have to do anything this time," she said to him. The bunny gasped softly as he felt leather cuffs being buckled around his wrists along with a click. Jayson gasped softly and soon felt the same cuffs locking around his ankles.
"You will not be taking these off. They are hard leather with a built in lock. Now, lift your arms up," he heard her say. The bunny hesitantly lifted them and yelped suddenly as her paw smacked down on his bare chest. The arms lifted nearly instantly. He heard her huff in annoyance, but soon felt something being clipped to the cuffs. The bunny gasped and tugged, realizing his arms were held above his head.
Jayson yelped as he felt his legs kicked apart, finding himself hanging from the ceiling momentarily. The two ankle cuffs were clipped to the floor, leaving the boy mostly spread-eagle, suspended some in the air
"You're the entertainment tonight, bitch as well as the receptacle. I forgot trash bags, so you will be eating any left overs," she said casually.
Jayson's eyes widened beneath the blindfold. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, "W-what? Mistress, please, that...that's disgusting, I don't know any of--"
Yet another smack to his face made him cry out in pain. Suddenly, her paw gripped his muzzle, claws digging into the boy's flesh, "Listen here, you little fucker. If you embarrass me tonight, I'm gonna slice this little dick of yours off completely," she growls close to his ear as her other paw gripped his balls, pulling hard.
Jayson cried openly and nodded quickly, "Yes! Yes, Mistress, I'll...be good, I swear!"
She hmphed and let him go, leaving him to stand there chained to the ceiling, "You fucking better, bitch. I'll give you a little incentive. If you're good and I hear enough praise about your performance tonight, you will get to take the blindfold off."
For some reason, that incentive gave Jayson a bit of a thrill. He was almost excited at the aspect of seeing Mistress finally. The boy swallowed nervously and bit his lip, nodding quickly.
Jayson hung from his wrist cuffs for hours. He was glad they seemed to be made for suspension. There wasn't too much chafing, but his arms were starting to get sore. He listened as Mistress walked around, presumably getting things ready for the so-called company. After hanging for about four hours, he heard the doorbell, his tall bunny hears perking. He actually found himself getting excited somehow.
"Doran! So glad you could make it," he heard Mistress say.
A male replied with a chuckle, "Oh, how could I miss it, M? That is what I'm supposed to call you tonight, yes?"
"That is correct," she replied. Jayson could heard them kiss briefly and then footsteps came toward him.
"Oh, is this the new toy?" Doran asked.
"Oh. Yeah. This is it," she replied, sounding almost disinterested, "It's got a long fucking way to go, though."
Jayson gasped softly as he felt a paw rubbing gently over his ass. It pulled away and he flinched expecting a swat.
"It's got a cute ass. Little cock, though," Doran said, making Jayson blush deeply.
"Yeah...smaller than it looks. That chastity device makes it look bigger," Mistress replied. Jayson hung his head in shame as they discussed his penis size, "Doesn't really matter. The little bitch likes being a girl anyway."
Doran laughed as she said that and slid a finger between Jayson's cheeks to tease at his pucker. The boy gasped and blushed deeply, feeling his sheath trying to thicken in the metal device, letting out a whimper as the ache began.
"You should have put it in a teddy or something," Doran said.
Mistress snorted a little bit, "Waste clothes on this worthless thing? Hah! Right now it doesn't fucking deserve clothes."
The bunny hung from his wrists and felt like crying as the two discussed him like he wasn't even there. The doorbell rang again and he heard another female's voice. This one was identified as Raz. Raz seemed very excited to have something to play with.
"Ooh, what are it's limits?" Raz asked excitedly.
Mistress laughed humorlessly, "Just don't make it so it can't walk."
The bunny didn't like the sound of this at all. Almost as soon as she said that, Jayson cried out as claws drew down his back deep enough to draw blood.
He heard Mistress laugh suddenly, "Jesus, Raz...you are an evil little bitch."
The other female spat back, "This from the only woman I know to tied one of her slaves up outside under a tree for two weeks with a piss gag on, letting the birds crap on 'em?"
Jayson gasped softly as he heard that and Mistress replied, "Pfft. Carrion was a moron. He didn't know how good he had it. I had to show him. He did behave after that, didn't he?"
The conversation continued and the doorbell rang a few more times. Jayson was felt up, smacked, scratched, and otherwise abused. The boy eventually heard Mistress bring out food, presumably setting it on a table or counter.
"Enjoy, everyone! Remember, if you can't finish something, my toy will be your trash disposal for the evening," he heard Mistress say. Everyone gathered oohed a bit. Jayson hung from the ceiling feeling humiliated and miserable. He whimpered softly and suddenly he heard someone walk up in front of him.
"I simply can not finish this sandwich. Open your mouth," came the male's voice. Jayson whimpered softly.
A paw harshly smacked his face and he felt paws wrenching his jaws open followed by Mistress' voice, "Do as you're told," she growled into his ear. The last bit of sandwich was pushed into his mouth. He was disgusted to be eating other people's leftover food. He quickly chewed and swallowed, making a face.
"Damn, got some dressing on my paw," he heard the voice he recognized as Doran say. The bunny gasped, feeling the paw wipe itself off on his chest. They were using him as a towel too! Another paw wiped itself off on his stomach and the bunny started to cry softly.
The crying only drew laughs. A finger tapped his muzzle and he opened hesitantly. In was shoved a half-eaten piece of apple. The bunny shuddered and ate it obediently. His toes curled against the floor and he whimpered.
Soon, he felt everyone gathered around him. The bunny felt very nervous with everyone surrounding him. His mouth was pulled open again and he nearly gagged as a half-eaten cheese cracker was pushed between his lips.
The bunny was crying softly behind his blindfold as he was forced to eat cast-off food and drink wine that the others didn't want to finish. The whole time, he was in pain as his body tried to get hard. The urethral sound pushed inside of him made it a painful experience
"Alright, alright. I think the toy's just about full. Everyone to the play room," he heard Mistress say, "I will be there in a moment."
"Are you bringing the toy?" Jayson heard a voice say.
Mistress chuckled, "No, it's certainly not earned any play time yet," she said and roughly gripped Jayson's muzzle as she had before, "Bitch, you have thus far been adequate, even if you have been crying like a little pussy this whole time. I guess I can't exactly blame you at this point in time. Now, while we're all fucking and getting ours, you're going to be in here, hanging, listening to our pleasure. But, don't worry, you will lose the blindfold later, slut."
She released him and walked away, presumably to play with all of her friends while leaving him there to swing. The bunny had the taste of many different types of food, knowing all of them had eaten it first. But, at least, he was good enough to warrant the removal of the blindfold.
At least three hours later, everyone came back in and sounded much more exhausted. They were still all laughing and having fun, but Jayson definitely had a feeling of what was going on in there.
"We've got to do this again, guys. Maybe the toy will be involved next time," he heard Mistress say. He heard kisses all around and the door close. Slow footsteps came toward Jayson and he swallowed nervously.
"I bet you're sore, bitch, huh?" she asked Jayson, dragging her claws lightly over his side.
Jayson whimpered softly and nodded, "Y-yes, Mistress..."
She chuckled, "You know...this was nothing. If you think you were humiliated tonight...just wait. But...I have decided that you have earned the right to look upon me," she said, unlatching Jayson's wrists from the ceiling. She also unclipped the boy's ankles. A sharp tug to the collar around his neck made him drop to his knees before her and he shivered in excitement.
"Th-thank you, Mistress..." he whispered softly. This must have pleased her that he thanked her unbidden because she lightly drew her fingers across his muzzle. The other paw drew the blindfold off and Jayson's eyes squinted at the light flooding his vision.
It took a moment for his eyes to adjust, but not long as the lights in the room were dimmed. Once it cleared, he beheld Mistress, the woman who'd been torturing him for two days. They widened as he saw the otteress standing there before him. Her coat was damp, likely with various sexual fluids and sweat. She was also quite naked. The boy had never seen a female naked before. It was also apparently the female was likely almost twice his age, possibly in her mid-thirties. She looked wonderful for her age, though. The otter's body had perfect curves just between slender and chubby.
His reaction apparently pleased her because she chuckled and slid her paws up to squeeze her soft-looking breasts, teasing him, "You staring at my tits, bitch?"
The bunny's ears lowered back on his head in embarrassment. He cried out as her paw swiftly came down to smack his face.
"I asked you a fucking question!" she yelled at him. Her mood instantly turned and the younger boy whimpered softly.
"Y-yes, Mistress! I'm...I'm sorry, M-mistress...I've nev...never..." he began to say and blushed softly before looking down at the floor.
Her paw gripped his muzzle and forced him to look back up as she spoke to him firmly, "Finish your sentences when you speak to me, you little shit. Show Mistress you respect her enough to speak your thoughts fully!"
The boy blushed intensely and whimpered at the painful grip to his muzzle, "I've never...never seen a g-girl naked before, Mistress..."
Her mood instantly changed as she laughed mirthlessly, "Well, fuck, bitch. I think that's pretty obvious. Especially with you calling me a girl. Makes me feel young again," she said, releasing his muzzle after a firm pat to his cheek.
The otteress let out a soft sigh, not of annoyance, but of contentment. This likely came from the previous play with her friends. She looked down to Jayson, "Get up and stand at attention. Back straight, arms straight at your sides. Now!"
The bunny quickly stood up with a blush. He did his best and stood in place like a soldier at boot camp. He yelped out at a stinging smack to his bare ass as she slowly walked around him.
"Before you go back to the closet, tell me what you are, who you are, and who I am," she said from behind him, her paws coming down to rest on his shoulders.
The boy gasped softly at the knowledge of having a naked female old enough to be his mother touching him in any way, especially since he was naked himself. The bunny's ears lowered and he whimpered softly in humiliation at her command. He took a deep breath to try to calm himself, "I...I'm no one...I am...n-nothing and you...are Mistress..."
He felt his tears welling up as shame washed over him at saying those words, even if he didn't obviously believe them. He felt the paws squeeze his shoulders a little, but not painfully. He assumed that meant he answered correctly.
"It's time for little-dicked nothings to go to bed," she said simply, hooking her finger into the collar. The otteress pulled him along and he got his first real view of the house. It was very contemporary, but it looked fairly cookie-cutter. The boy figured the rest of the houses in the neighborhood would look very similar. He came to the closet which he now realized was underneath the staircase. It was the type of closet usually reserved for Christmas decorations and cleaning supplies.
She opened the door and carelessly shoved him inside. The bunny had to catch himself, but luckily landed on the mattress. Before he got much of a chance to see inside the closet, the light turned off and he heard the door lock, leaving him trapped in the tiny room with only the light from the door cracks to illuminate his surroundings.
Too much was happening in his head. Jayson felt very dizzy even as he sat on the mattress. He still couldn't seem to contemplate what was happening. How had he gotten where he was? What did she really want with him? Suddenly, the young bunny groped around blindly. He eventually found what he sought, the metal bucket. He quickly pulled it to his face and threw up, his mind and body trying to expel the stress and confusion away. It only lead to the bunny realizing that he would have to try and sleep with that particular smell permeating the closet.
AUTHOR NOTE: I'm actually enjoying letting my darker side out lately. I actually plan on this short series exploring the more extreme aspects of a Master/Slave relationship. It's not often I see stories that go in the direction I'm interested in reading, so I figured I'd write them.