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Foxx186 · 07-10-2014, 04:33 PM

PROLOGUE

Jackson woke up. For a moment he did not know where he was, but the pain from his dick's attempt at morning wood in his chastity device reminded him soon enough. He attempted to reach over to adjust himself, but his bed restraints held his arms firmly to the corners of the bed. His lips were pasty with lipstick and he could feel the frilly fabric of the panties that clung to his ass under his silk nightgown. Golden curls tumbled down his shoulders where his wig had been affixed. Yes, no matter how hard he wanted to forget he was constantly reminded of his predicament.

As he looked up he saw the words hat hung above his head, painted on the ceiling by Eva soon after he moved into the room. “You Belong To Us, Sissy. The first part of the phrase was written in an intimidating bold black writing. That had been Willow’s work, but the word “Sissy” had been eloquently painted out in pink cursive by Maya. The words summed up his situation with his mistress rather well he thought. Willow was strong, intimidating and in charge of his punishments. He feared her almost as much as Eva. Maya was the opposite side of the spectrum. She treated him like her baby doll and just wanted him to look beautiful. She also let him out of his cock cage occasionally and for that Jackson loved her immensely. Eva, however, was an entirely different story. The other two were his mistresses, but she was his goddess. Jackson loved her nearly as much as he feared her and nearly trembled when he was in her presence.

It was Willow's house that he was in now. This was the place Eva had deemed most appropriate for their little operation as Willow’s parents were never home and it was in the middle of town, within walking distance of all the shops as Jackson knew better than he cared to. He had been trapped in the house for weeks, or had it been months? The days of suffering and humiliation bled together in Jackson’s head to the point that he had lost all sense of time. Sure there were parts of him that enjoyed being cared for by three beautiful girls, but the punishments and embarrassment outweighed those benefits. Not that it mattered; he was trapped. Eva was too cunning, too cruel, and too beautiful to escape. Trying not to think of the permanence of his situation, Jackson closed his eyes and tried to get comfortable in his restraints. How did it ever go so far as this…? He thought as he began to drift back to sleep.

07-10-2014, 04:33 PM	#2
Foxx186 Member Join Date: Feb 2012 Location: Vermont Posts: 32	PROLOGUE Jackson woke up. For a moment he did not know where he was, but the pain from his dick's attempt at morning wood in his chastity device reminded him soon enough. He attempted to reach over to adjust himself, but his bed restraints held his arms firmly to the corners of the bed. His lips were pasty with lipstick and he could feel the frilly fabric of the panties that clung to his ass under his silk nightgown. Golden curls tumbled down his shoulders where his wig had been affixed. Yes, no matter how hard he wanted to forget he was constantly reminded of his predicament. As he looked up he saw the words hat hung above his head, painted on the ceiling by Eva soon after he moved into the room. “You Belong To Us, Sissy. The first part of the phrase was written in an intimidating bold black writing. That had been Willow’s work, but the word “Sissy” had been eloquently painted out in pink cursive by Maya. The words summed up his situation with his mistress rather well he thought. Willow was strong, intimidating and in charge of his punishments. He feared her almost as much as Eva. Maya was the opposite side of the spectrum. She treated him like her baby doll and just wanted him to look beautiful. She also let him out of his cock cage occasionally and for that Jackson loved her immensely. Eva, however, was an entirely different story. The other two were his mistresses, but she was his goddess. Jackson loved her nearly as much as he feared her and nearly trembled when he was in her presence. It was Willow's house that he was in now. This was the place Eva had deemed most appropriate for their little operation as Willow’s parents were never home and it was in the middle of town, within walking distance of all the shops as Jackson knew better than he cared to. He had been trapped in the house for weeks, or had it been months? The days of suffering and humiliation bled together in Jackson’s head to the point that he had lost all sense of time. Sure there were parts of him that enjoyed being cared for by three beautiful girls, but the punishments and embarrassment outweighed those benefits. Not that it mattered; he was trapped. Eva was too cunning, too cruel, and too beautiful to escape. Trying not to think of the permanence of his situation, Jackson closed his eyes and tried to get comfortable in his restraints. How did it ever go so far as this…? He thought as he began to drift back to sleep.