Prisoner of Desires

Chapter 9: Abduction

By the end of the hour, my arms and legs are shaking as I struggle to keep myself above

the tip of the butt plug. Three sets of weights have been added, and my muscles are burning from

the strain. Another hour comes and goes, and another two sets are added, much to my dismay.

Both she and I know that I can't take much more. One more set of weights and my ass will no

longer be a virgin as the tip is sure to penetrate it at the very least. Or at least I secretly pray it's

only the tip and not the entire thing.

I steel away my mind and body as I concentrate in hopes that she may release me if I can

please her enough, or can last long enough.

Mira smiles and asks, "Is that a gleam of hope I see in your eyes?"

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I open my mouth to answer then remember and think better of it as I close it again,

remembering that is how I got the second and fourth sets of weights. I wasn't about to let her get

me with it again when my ass was literally at stake.

She smiles and says, "Good pet, maybe you really are starting to learn your lesson on

when to talk and when to keep your cheeky little mouth shut. Now speak."

I blush and look down quickly saying, "Yes Mistress. I do hope that you may end this

torture soon if I am good enough and learn my lesson without my poor bum getting impaled."

Impressed, she replies, "You continue to amaze me pet. It has only taken a couple hours

and we have gone from short indecisive answers to full blown sentences with the honest truth,

and at an audible volume to boot."

I debate on whether I should smile and show my happiness and pride that I have pleased

her... or whether that might incur her wrath instead. I eventually let a small smile touch the

corners of my mouth hoping that it will prove to be the appropriate response.

She continues, "Now, do I reward you with an offer that would end this torture... or do I

continue until I have no doubts that the lesson has been learned?"

She taps her finger against her lips as she thinks and I let out a pleading whimper in

hopes of swaying her as I eagerly await her response.

When she finally replies, my heart sinks. With a smile, she says, "Alright, we can double

up your weights, and if you can hold out for 1 minute per weight... so let's see... that would

make it ten minutes with ten weights on, then your virgin ass will have earned its freedom for

now and the rest of your punishment will be served out by your being dressed as a true puppy

with paws, ears, a tail, and a cute little snout for a week so that you remember with every waking

moment what you really are. I think that perhaps if you look the part you may find it easier to

give in to your puppy instincts." I let out a whimper and she says, "Or we could continue with

this version since it has proven so effective at focusing your mind on the lesson at hand my