Meryl Silverburgh X Johnny "Akiba" Sasaki: Light In Darkness

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Johnny prepared the room for training. He had no idea that he wouldn't be the one being trained. He just tried his best to have everything in place when Meryl finally came back. She smiled at him and behind her was his nightmares. Burdine and Brocklehurst. They were forced to crawl upstairs for their training after Meryl made sure that both were plugged tight.

Meryl guided both of them to the training area and slapped them when they glared at Johnny. She took Johnny in her arms and hugged him and gave him letter. Johnny was a bit unsure of the letter before he read it and saw mention of freedom.

He'd be free and he could be with whoever he wants to be with like there were any other options for him. Johnny read the letter again just to be sure and then he looked at his mistress. He was contemplating should he stay as a slave or a free man.

He thought a lot about how much he enjoyed Meryl's way to teach him and how much he loved the way she made his nightmares suffer. 'I would love to be hers for eternity. But what if she doesn't want such a weak soldier. What if she would make me kill myself?' He started to get panic attack after thinking so much of the options.

Meryl took him into her lap and told him that he could cry on her shoulder as much as he needs. Johnny cried and hugged Meryl feeling like his life would fall apart without her. Meryl felt the urgency of his hug and softly massaged him to calm him down eventually.

Meryl seemed to notice how Johnny thought about the letter and whispered to him softly that it was allright to think about it for as long as he needs to. Meryl said: "I'll let you stay here no matter what and when you decide. You're my soldier and I will keep you to the day when death parts our ways."

For Johnny that was something new that he would be kept no matter how clumsy or slow he was. He finally had home where he was welcome and he felt like he could be safe. He blushed a lot and finally curled up in lap and fell into slumber.

Meryl put Johnny on her bed and tucked him in gently. After kissing his forehead she went to train slaves to pass time untill her sweet soldier would wake up. She gagged them and told them to keep it quiet while she intensified their arousing punishers.

After making them tremble more in heat and arousal, Meryl took couple of remotes and pushed buttons in both of them. Those remotes were for anal plugs that slaves had in their asses. After putting vibrator part on Meryl chained both of them to racks.

Slaves struggled and tried to get off of the racks but after getting electric shocks they stayed still and waited what would be their next punishment. Soon they felt how something hot was pushed against their shoulders and they saw that it was hot iron with crest on it and it marked them for eternity.

They cramped and struggled with their fullness while being in rack. They felt like their ass couldn't hold it anymore and they started to cry and beg through gags. Meryl was fed up with them and made them take 100 hits of cane on their limbs. After that she took them off the rack and told them to stay still untill their plugs were removed.

After removing plugs she told them to release their fillings to the bowls they had in front of them. Anything off the bowl would be severly punished. When they finally felt like they got extra weight off of them, constant urge to cum took over and they tried to masturbate without permission.

They both tried to get their relief but punishers were designed to prevent orgasms in all occasions. They just gave Meryl another reason to punish them. Meryl grabbed them by hair and told them that she would have their asses as punishment for trying to jerk off without permission.

Meryl blindfolded both of them and plugged their ears so that they had no idea for how long she would punish them and who would take first punishment. At first Meryl chose two huge dildos. She put one on harness she had on and another one was waiting on punishment table.

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