Cecil's Training

A new kind of punishment

Later that night...

I was sitting on the couch, watch some old zombie movie. The cheesy effects made me occasionally laugh but it wasn't too interesting. I checked my phone to see if anyone texted me. Nothing, but I did get a glimpse of the time. It was 10:30pm. Cecil was officially asleep. Now, I could finally punish her.

I get off of the couch and head into my room. I search through the top drawer of my dresser, the one where I kept all my underwear. There was always one thing I kept in there. My handcuffs, my third favorite toy. I take the handcuffs and quietly tiptoe into Cecil's room.

I poke my head into the room. Cecil was curled up in fetal position. Dreaming away. I step into the room, fully. I very quietly make my way to the bed. Cecil rolls over so, now she was laying on her stomach. The position she was in made it easy for me to put the handcuffs on her.

I climb over Cecil, grab her hands and secure the handcuffs. She was in for a surprise when she woke up.

(Cecil's POV) (Cecil's gender changed)

I woke to find that I couldn't get my hands from behind my back. This was Nicole's doing.

"Nicole!" She takes her sweet time getting to me.

"Yes?" She asked cluelessly. She wasn't wearing much. Just bra and panties.

"You handcuffed me?!"

"Obviously." I start growling at her. "Don't be too upset. You'll only have to be like that until I get back from work.

"What am I supposed to do until then?"

"I don't know. Figure it out." She starts to walk away.

"Nicole, come back."

"No." I heard her footsteps going away from me.

Fine, if she wasn't going to come to me on her own, then I was going to force her to come to me. I start barking as loudly and as annoyingly as possible.

Literally, seconds later, Nicole poked her head through the door. "Shut up!"

"No! Not until take these damn handcuffs off of me." She gives me an angry look then leaves. I go back to barking while she was gone. She comes back with a ball gag in her hand. My barking stops.

"This will keep you quiet." I tried running away but she shocked me at the highest intensity.

Because of my temporary paralysis, all I can do was sit and wait while she approached me.

As soon as she was close enough, I bit the shit out of her arm. She then made a fight fist and took a deep breath. She was holding back a mighty punch. Thank God, she didn't punch or I definitely would've die.

We started wrestling with each other, which was hard for me, so I just kept trying to kick her. Nicole eventually ended up sitting on top of me. You would think having a half-naked girl sitting on top of you was a good thing, but in my case, it wasn't. "Now, hold still or else."

"Or else what?" I taunted.

"This." She reaches behind her and grabs a hold of my balls. She gripped them up in her hand. I was in so much pain, my eyes were tearing up. "You gonna do what I said now?" She says with a slight smile.

"Yes, mistress. I will behave." I didn't mean to say that but because of what she was doing to me, it kinda slipped out. She loosens her grip but doesn't let go completely.

"Good boy." She puts the ball gag on me, lets go of my balls, stands up, pets me on the head and then leaves for work.

Ten minutes later, I'm still in the same position Nicole left me in. I was thinking of ways to plot against her when she took off these restraints. I couldn't come up with anything and got bored.

So, I decided to chew on the ball. Honestly, it kept me amused for a good while. I loved having balls in my mouth. (Both sexually and not.)

Eventually, my jaw started to hurt and my body was cramping up. After a couple minutes of continuous rolling, wiggling, crawling and other strange movements, I managed to stand up. I wandered around the house to find some entertainment.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, my growled. Unfortunately, I couldn't eat with this damn gag in my mouth. I had to figure out a way to get rid of it. I chewed on the ball again, while I thought to myself.

And then suddenly it popped out. I guess I covered the ball in so much drool that it slipped out. I was extremely happy but also a little bummed out because I couldn't play with the ball anymore. Then it hit me, I was still handcuffed, meaning I still couldn't eat. (Internal crying.)

So, I went on a hunt for the key. I searched through every last area of house I could. I literally looked for three hours before I gave up. The key was nowhere to be found. I went back to my room and slept until Nicole came home.

When I heard the front door open, I instantly got up and ran to it. "Looks like someone's happy to see me." Nicole said while closing the door behind her.

"No, I want you to take off these cuffs. I can't feel my arms." Nicole giggles, like this was funny.

"Okay, turn around." I show her my back. She bends down and unlocks one cuff. "By the way, how did you get the ball gag off?"

"I was chewing on it and it fell out on its own." She unlocks the second cuff. Finally, freedom. I literally haven't seen my hands all day. I missed so much.

My stomach then growled as if there was some type of beast inside it. I needed to eat something and fast. I haven't eaten anything all day and I was starving.