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The Risk is the Reward 6

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer:

The following story contains the following acts:

Bondage

M (Solo)

Machine

Electro

Discipline

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, hearing the closet door unlocking. He squinted as the bright sunshine shown in, Mistress silhouetted in the doorway. The bunny let out a soft gasp as she reached out, flinching as he obviously thought he was about to get hit. Instead, he felt her lightly pat his cheek.

"Get up, girl," she said softly and Jayson blushed, quickly standing up. Mistress knelt down on the floor, which caused the bunny to blush a bit more. The otteress inspected her slave's new piercing and Jayson was aching enough that he didn't even get hard with the otteress kneeling in front of him. She soon got back up and hooked a finger into the bunny's pink collar and pulled him firmly. He stumbled slightly, but quickly followed her as she lead him toward the bathroom.

"Girl, you will be expected to take care of that piercing and ensure it heals. If it has to be removed and it ends up being because you neglected it, I may decide you don't even need your little clit anymore, got it?" she asks, reaching back to sharply smack Jayson's bare ass.

He cried out at the stinging pain and quickly replied, "Y-yes, Mistress!" He was lead into the bathroom, the white bandage still taped over his chest. He let out a sudden whimper as Mistress reached into the hamper and pulled out a pair of black satin panties, putting them over the bunny's head asa makeshift blindfold. The boy blushed deeply, knowing Mistress had worn them. Her scent immediately filled his nose, the rabbit unable to keep from getting hard this time.

Mistress must have noticed because he suddenly felt fingers grip tightly at his balls, nails digging into them. He cried out in pain and heard her voice speaking darkly into his ear, "I don't recall telling you to let your little thing get hard, slut. You better get soft in the next five seconds or you're losing a nut."

Fear rushed through the bunny and he, of course, got soft within a few seconds from the pain and fear. He whimpered softly, girlishly and cried out as he felt a paw smack him across the face.

Her voice filled his ears again, "I am hoping we can have another good day like yesterday, but I expect you to start controlling your own fucking body, you little slut. And stop that sniveling. Fuck, it's been five days now and you're still a little sissy girl."

Her taunts caused Jayson to blush deeply in shame and he yelped out as, without warning, Mistress ripped the taped bandage from his chest. He heard Mistress' voice again, "Oooh...will you look at that...Tobin did a wonderful job, didn't he?"

Jayson was terrified. He'd seen the size of the bandage. Soon, he felt Mistress turning him and the panties were pulled off of his head. The bunny was looking in the mirror and it took a few moments to realize what he was looking at. Soon after, his jaw dropped. Across his chest was a single word: Slut. It had been tattooed on in pink and purple ink in a cursive style with slowing lines curling around the word. The derogatory word scrawled over the middle his chest, just above his nipples. He began to cry, seeing it. He could never go out in public like this!

Mistress tossed the bandage away, "Tobin has this lovely machine that permanently removes fur. Don't you worry, slut. It'll never grow over your ink," she told him with a smirk. Jayson cried softly, the boy breaking further in the presence of Mistress. She leans forward, speaking directly into his ear, "I told you I was done with you acting like a little bitch. Now you see how serious I am. I have no qualms about marking you up. Shit, if you piss me off enough, I would have a picture of a cock tattooed on your forehead, so don't push me, you little slut. And for fuck's sake, stop crying!"

The rabbit's eyes widened as she spoke and he did his best to stop crying as she told him to. He let out a soft gasp as her finger gripped his collar again and pulled him out of the bathroom and down the hall. He was soon lead to a room he hadn't been in before and his eyes widened. It could only have been described as a dungeon. There were various pieces of bondage equipment around, making the bunny whimper softly. She lead him to a chair. It had leather cuffs attached to the arms and front legs. Jayson gasped as she spun him around and forcefully shoved him down. She went about locking his wrists to the arm of the chair by the attached cuffs. She bent down, doing the same to his ankles before standing back up.

"Today, slut, we're going to work on your self control. Because, the first step in being a good slut girl is being able to control yourself. You're supposed to focus on the enjoyment of everyone else, not your own. Well, unless your enjoyment is what your partner wants, of course. Anyway..." she told him and walked away behind Jayson. He was extremely nervous and gasped as he was suddenly blindfolded again. He mffed and gasped as he felt the otteress touching his sheath. Her fingers stroked slowly at his sheath and he couldn't help but moan out.

"Today...we will work on cum control. Eventually, you will be trained to hold your little stiffies, but for now, I'll be glad if you can manage to hold yourself back from cumming before you get permission," she told him, "Come on, slut. Get hard for Mistress."

Get hard he did, Jayson's short cock throbbing hard. He shuddered and thought this might not be so bad today as something slid down his cock. He gasped and moaned out as Mistress slid a device down onto the boy's throbbing bunnyhood. He gasped, suddenly feeling a ring sliding up and down the length of his shaft, effectively jerking him off while not putting much strain on his new piercing. It sucked at his cock, the base sealed around the base of his sheath. Jayson moaned out softly as the pleasure hit him.

"Feel good?" Mistress asked with a smirk, watching the boy enjoying the toy jerking and sucking him off.

Jayson nodded quickly, "U-uhn...ye...yes, Mistress..." he replied, blushing more, the pleasure.

The otter smirked a bit, "Well, slut, enjoy it while you can, because here are the rules of the game. You will be locked in this chair for an hour. You will not cum, you understand me? If you do, you will have another half hour tacked onto your time. You will also earn yourself a punishment. For each orgasm you let yourself have, the punishment will become more severe. If you cum five times, you will stay locked in this chair for the rest of the day and you will be sleeping outside, bound and gagged. The only time you are allowed to cum is if you are granted permission."

Jayson looked terrified. He was /already/ close to cumming due to the pleasure of the tight ring sliding up and down his cock. He shuddered and squirmed in the chair. Thinking he may have had an out, the bunny whimpered out, "U-uhn...Mis...mistress, may I--" he started to ask, but his question was cut off as a large ball gag was forced into Jayson's mouth. He mffed and struggled in the chair as the gag was buckled behind his head.

"I'm sorry, bitch, I didn't quite hear you. What was that?" the otteress asked mercilessly. The bunny was certainly was not going to be given permission. He cried in humiliation as the otteress pretended as if she didn't know what he was going to ask. His cock throbbed in the device and he moaned out loudly into the gag. He tried to shake his head quickly, but couldn't last out. He moaned out loudly, hips jerking a little bit as he came, a few spurts. Jayson's eyes shot open behind the blindfold as he felt the cum spurting into his mouth. He mffed and whimpered, tasting his own cum, the gag apparently hooked up to the whole device to deliver his seed straight to his mouth.

The otteress watched the boy cum once, tsk tsking, "Slut, you'll have to do better than that. Hour and thirty minutes now. Your current punishment is cleaning the bathroom floor using your tongue."

Jayson started to weep again as he heard her words. He shuddered and cried out as the device continued to try and pleasure his overly sensitive arousal. He shuddered and shook his head, trying to get away from the near painful actions. He also did his best not to do anything with the cum in his mouth. The bunny sat in the chair for about twenty minutes until the pleasure started to return. He whimpered out, fingers curling into fists as that ring steadily bounced on his cock, the suction sucking him perfectly. The rabbit squeezed his eyes tightly shut and tried to think of something else anything else. He also tried to slow his breathing and not panic or think of the toy sucking at his cock.

It took a little longer, but another twenty minutes later and Jayson was breathing heavily again. He moaned into the ball gag and panted heavily, trying to plead with Mistress, but she did nothing as the bunny cried out a hit his second climax, the cum being sucked up and forced into his mouth again. He shook and whimpered into the gag, moaning out as the pleasure shook through him.

Mistress sighed and sharply smacked Jayson's face, "Focus, you stupid shit! God, you're pathetic. Now you're back up to an hour, 20 minutes. And now, the only thing you get to drink today is your own piss."

He couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't...she wouldn't make him do that! Jayson thanked his lucky stars, amazingly, that he was once again extremely sensitive, meaning he wouldn't be drawn to cum again for awhile. It was torture, though, and he cried out into the gag, trying to get away from it again. Another 40 minutes past and the pleasure was building yet again. The bunny was resolute this time and he tried to enter a zen state in his mind, not feel the wonderful pleasure. He tried to control his breathing and shuddered a little bit, unable to ignore the sucking pleasure of that toy, as much as it tried to.

The otteress was merciless in her testing of her slave and Jayson moaned out suddenly as the suction increased along with the speed of the ring jacking up and down. The bunny was powerless to stop himself as he tumbled over into a third orgasm, the spurt of cum much weaker now. He cried, tears soaking into the blindfold as he just quickly swallowed the cum that shot into his mouth, to get the taste away.

She new she had been evil with that last one and didn't taunt her toy all too much, "Now that's fifty minutes left, slut. Next punishment is that tonight, you will be calling your parents and telling them you're a little sissy faggot girl."

Jayson pulled and tugged at his restraints. He couldn't do that! How could she make him say those things to his parents?! The bunny sobbed openly, quickly breaking down as the device continued its work. He only had to last fifty minutes. It wasn't that difficult, was it? The lapine boy was trapped in that chair. He'd been sitting in it, being forced to endure pleasure for two hours and he was very drained. He tried to employ the tactic or just counting to a million to distract himself. His cock had started to wane a little bit, but he gasped as the device started to become a little be erratic, not letting him get used to a specific pattern. Jayson couldn't control himself. A mere thirty minutes later and the bunny was filling his mouth with spunk for a fourth time, his hips jerking and shuddering up toward the toy.

Mistress was starting to lose hope that Jayson could even do this. She sighed a little bit, "I hope you're enjoying all this cumming, cunt. You won't be doing it again for a looong time, let me tell you. You'll be wearing your chastity device permanently now. You'll be lucky if it ever comes off again, that is punishment number 4. You thought I was joking about these punishments, slut. Care to make it five? Hmm? Make me completely disappointed in your stupid ass? Fine, because I'm so nice, you last until the end and I'll let you remove a single punishment."

Jayson shuddered in the chair as he heard his next punishment. He wanted to die. Surely she wouldn't make him wear it forever! Fifty minutes again. He had to last. The bunny whimpered out into his gag, his poor little dick so sensitive that the stroking was more and more painful. Gritting his teeth, he tried to slow his breathing, thinking of anything else. In his mind, he did his best to consider his best choice. He already knew it came down to the permanent chastity device and calling his parents. He whimpered at the two impossible choices.

He was so concentrated that he barely noticed that the machine had stopped. Mistress was looking down at him as she took the pump from his shrunken sheath.

"Well...you can do something right. Now, we'll see if you can maybe control yourself better, bitch," the otteress said as she began to unbuckle the bunny from the chair. The gag came out as well and Jayson worked his jaw a little bit. The boy whimpered out nervously, looking up at her.

The dominant otteress smirked slightly, looking down at the weakened bunny and spoke to him as she crossed her arms, "Alright, slut. Which punishment do you wish to remove?"

Jayson whimpered out softly, still wracking his brain. He had no idea which one to choose. How could he pick? He didn't want to do any of them! Suddenly, he felt a sharp smack across his face.

"Hey! You pick one of I'll fucking do it for you!" she growled down to him.

"Chastity!" the bunny shouted out, reflexively without even thinking.

The woman smirked, reaching down to firmly squeeze Jayson's sheath, "You little sluts. Always thinking with your clits. Alright, then. Come, slut!"

Jayson whimpered out and quickly followed the otteress back to the living room. He was shivering, still quite naked. The moment he had been dreading for over an hour had arrived and the otteress lifted the cordless phone to hold it out to Jayson, but not before her other paw firmly gripped at his chin, making him look up at her.

"You are going to call your parents and tell them what a sissy little girl you are, that you hope they will still love you, but that you are a girl now regardless. And, if you stray or make them think you're being forced into telling them, you will be sorry, you little bitch," the otteress said with a growl of warning.

Jayson shook and started to cry as he looks up at Mistress, "Pl...please, please, Mistress, don't make...make me do this! Please, my...they...you can't...please, I'll do anything else, I swear!" the bunny cried out, trying to plead for her sympathies, but yelped out as he was smacked again.

"Shut the fuck up. You brought this on yourself, you little shit! If your parents kick your little faggy ass out, you'll still have your room if you ever prove to me you are worth it. Now, fucking dial!" she growled out, pushing the phone to Jayson's chest.

The boy shook with fear and shame as he held onto the phone. Tears streamed down his face as his shaking fingers began to dial the phone number of his mother's cell. Looking pitifully to Mistress, he brought the earpiece to his ear. With heart pounding, he listened to the phone ring and ring and ring. He hoped to God that she wouldn't answer, but he had no luck as his ears drooped. The otteress knew she'd answered.

"M...mom?" he asked, voice shaking, "No...no, Mom I...I need to tell..." he started to say, sobbing softly as the otteress remained standing there with arms crossed over her chest, "I need t-to tell you...some...something. No, M-mom, I'm...I'm okay, I just...I...I-I want to be a girl! M-mom, I'm...M...m-mom? It's...it's not a joke, I w...I want to be a girl..."

The otteress could hear yelling on the phone and suddenly the bunny gasped, shaking all the more.

"Dad...n-no, Dad, pl...Dad, I...no-I..." he sputtered out and cried more into the phone.

The otteress heard a male's voice growl out, "We'll discuss it when we get back on Sunday." before a click was heard.

The bunny started to sob openly, slowly lowering the phone from his ear as he looked up toward the otteress. She reached over to take it from him and hang it back up.

"Stop your sniveling, bitch," the otteress said and reached over, pulling the naked bunny up against herself in an oddly comforting gesture, "You did good, slut."

Jayson cried openly into Mistress' chest, shaking against her as he felt the arms around him, holding him for the first time since the whole ordeal started all those days ago. They stood there for several minutes, the otteress allowing Jayson to cry out all the shame and pain into her chest.

After a few moments, she pulled Jayson's head back and he looked up at her with wet eyes, "You brought this upon yourself, girl. I hope you understand that. If you would just obey me, things would go much more smoothly."

Jayson let out a soft sob as he heard that and something seemed to click in his brain in that moment, the first step in her breaking him. He whimpered out, "I...I w-will..."

She grinned softly, paw cupping at the bunny's cheek, "You will? You'll be a good girl?" she asked, eyes narrowing a little bit, "Say it."

Jayson whimpered again and swallowed, "I'll be a goo...good girl, Miss...mistress..."

The otteress grinned a bit wider as she heard that, "We'll see about that, slut." she said, the otter suddenly tugging his arms behind his back to lock the leather wrists cuffs he was wearing together. Picking up the phone, she dialed a number and left the room, leaving Jayson there with his paws cuffed behind him.

The otteress soon returned, roughly gripping at the bunny's scruff. He quickly tried his best to follow the otteress and blinked a little bit, seeing something unusual lying on the floor of the living room. It looked like a body bag...a leather body bag. But, before he could really think about it, Mistress forced him to his knees in the middle of it and down onto his back. As he was firmly told to turn onto his back, the boy whimpered in fear, but did as he was told. His arms quickly began to fall asleep, still cuffed behind his back. Mistress kneeled down and tugged the bag closed, pulling the zipper all the way up to the lapine boy's chin. Soon, straps were buckled and very tightly cinched shut. Jayson couldn't move at all. He opened his muzzle to try and ask Mistress what she was doing, stupid, but her paw swatted across his nose sharply before he could do so. It wasn't long before Jayson's senses were completely taken from him, a leather mask unceremoniously tugged down over his head. It kept his ears pinned down onto the back of his head and cut off all sound except for the sound of his blood pumping through his body. He was also completely blind now and couldn't smell or even breath through his nose.

Panic set in and Jayson tried to get out of the confining place, a sudden bout of claustrophobia hitting him. He'd never been afraid of confined spaces until right then. The boy couldn't feel anything now. Every small place on his body was covered in leather. It was then that he realized he was able to breathe through his mouth. Apparently a tube was attached to the end of the mask, allowing air in. He seemed to relax for a moment before he felt an odd sensation of being moved. It felt like he were being jacked up like a car when suddenly, he found himself slightly swinging like a pendulum. Little did the bunny know, but Mistress was winching him up a few inches from the floor to hang from her ceiling. The otteress smirked slightly and sharply smacked the rabbit's leather-covered face before going off to get ready for bed.

Jayson swung slowly, trying to control his breathing. He had no idea Mistress was just planning on leaving him there for the night. Even when he completely relaxed, the bunny didn't move one bit in the very tight sleep sack. Time moves by extremely slowly when one's senses have been stolen from them and this was no different. Jayson felt like hours...days...maybe even a week passed before he was finally able to drift off to sleep.