[daredaredare]

Ok, heres the next part. I've been busy STILL looking for the perfect slave, I've tried out one or two, but it just didnt work out.

I bet once I find one though, this story will get better because I won't have to pull purely off imagination for most of it lately.

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John awoke to the slamming of a door. The pot had worn off, and he felt EXTREMELY well rested, like he could fuck for hours. Shit. He was already thinking like the toy he was. His energy wasn't used for his own pleasure. His energy was used to fuck.

But then he realized. A slamming door is never a good sign. Never. And like some bad movie, as soon as he came to that realization, he looks toward the door to the room, and sees his master, still in her school uniform, obviously pissed off.

Shit. he thought. Shit. shit. shit. What did I do?

She came up to him, grabbed his face, and made him look her directly in her eyes. Shit. That word would not leave his mind.

"You've been a very bad boy. Wake up your lover there." She ordered, with a fire burning in her eyes.

John did not even think. He immediately shook Jamie awake.

"ohh John, why you waking me up from SUCH a great nap?" Jamie asked with a playful, loving tone.

"Ohh sweetie" Marie said mockingly. "Be a dear and get some clothes outta my room? I want my black micro skirt, and a nice black top as well. Then could you get the duffel bag in the hall closet? no need to look inside, you'll find out whats in there soon enough" Marie unlocked the leash from Jamie's neck. John was free from jamie.

Jamie noticed the fury in Marie's tone. She obeyed and went upstairs. John watched her go, her ass bobbing as she walked up each stair.

"Do you know what you did wrong you whore?" Marie asked John

"N-n-n-noo master." John stuttered out.

"WRONG FUCKING ANSWER." Marie took her hand and put it on John's dick. Shit. he knew what was coming next.

"I ask again, do you know what you did wrong!?"

John racked his brain. It had to be something he did today. But what?

"No master, what did I do?"

"what did you do? WHAT DID YOU DO?" She started to squeeze his balls. as she talked, she slowly but surely squeezed more and more. "I told you you could fuck Jamie, this is true. But I also told you you can only cum with MY permission. Telling you you could fuck Jamie was merely a test to see if you would follow ALL my rules, without assuming that one overrides the other." It was sinking in. He had failed his masters test. He shouldn't assume. And his balls were starting to hurt, and he knew his masters strength and she wasn't even halfway squeezing as hard as she could. "So i was having a shitty day all day. So I go to the bathroom to touch myself a bit, and check up on my slaves, make sure they are being good little slaves. I used my phone to check live feeds of my cams spread all over the house, and I come across one looking directly at you. And you are fucking Jamie more sensually than you ever fucked me. I kept watching to make sure you wouldn't cum, but when you started to make that face of yours that I know oh-so-well, I knew it was over. You had become a very, very bad boy."

NOW she was squeezing as hard as she could, or so John thought. Shit. shit. shit.

His master's fury seemed to give her extra strength. She kept squeezing harder but John knew not to cry out in any pain. He continued to look his master directly in the eyes.

"Not only did you fuck her, but you fucked her like you loved her. You are growing far too attracted to Erica's toy. Toys don't have feelings for each other you fucking slut."

With that, she couldn't squeeze any harder. John heard Jamie coming down the stairs. He turned to look at her. Marie twisted his balls hard. "LOOK AT ME, YOUR FUCKING MASTER, NOT ANOTHER TOY."

John obeyed.


Completely hiding her anger, Marie turned to Jamie "now, be a dear sweetie, and pull out the handcuffs and blindfolds from that bag?"

Jamie knew that Marie was just acting, she did as she was ordered without saying a word.

There were four pairs of handcuffs and two blindfolds. Shit. shit. shit. that was the only word John could think right now.


"stand up." Marie ordered John.

John did just that. Marie took the handcuffs from Jamies hands, and put a pair on John, with his hands behind his back. Then, she put a pair on Jamie as well, quite delicately. Then, taking a blindfold, she tied it behind Jamie. The rest of the materials she threw over to the side of the room.

"Its time for your punishment of John. And keep in mind, whatever you get, your love here, will get far worse."

The word "shit" finally left his mind. It was replaced by "fuck"

He didn't want Marie to harm Jamie at all. He wished that he had a blindfold on as well.