I could hear the clicking of Her heels on the polished hard wood
floors, the sweet echoing of Her beautiful form coming towards me. As I
trembled on bended knees, I wondered what the exquisite Lady Cheyenne had
in mind for me. Her tortures were always inventive and deviously
delicious. Her intelligence at coming up with new torments always amazed
me. |I could hear the clicking of Her heels on the polished hard wood
floors, the sweet echoing of Her beautiful form coming towards me. As I
trembled on bended knees, I wondered what the exquisite Lady Cheyenne had
in mind for me. Her tortures were always inventive and deviously
delicious. Her intelligence at coming up with new torments always amazed
me.

"Slave!" Her voice thundered. "Are you in another world?
I've been speaking to you for one minute now and you haven't even
acknowledged me! This is really unforgivable!"

Just then Her hand slammed across my face, reminding me to pay more
attention. "I can't believe that I have to repeat Myself! I asked you
if you've been a good boy but I obviously already have My answer!"
She then told me to spread my knees apart to have a good look at, as She
called it, "my pathetic little unit." As She bent over in front
of me, I could hear the creaking of Her fantastic rubber outfit. The way
it hugged Her petite body, every curve glistening.

"Look at this tiny piece of meat! It's completely useless!"
With that, She stood up straight, pulled Her dainty foot back and landed a
fantastic blow between my legs. I doubled over and let out a cry as the
searing pain shot through my balls and cock. The toe of Her perfect
stiletto shoes made direct contact with my groin. "That will teach
you to pay attention and don't think I didn't notice you trying to look
down My dress! You really are incorrigible today!" As I lay on the
floor on my side I finally caught a glimpse of Her complete, beautiful
latex outfit. A small tight black mini skirt made out of rubber with a
zipper up the back. The top, while also black, had a ring of white around
each shapely breast, tipped with black latex where Her beautiful nipples
hid underneath. Long, fingerless, latex opera gloves also black and
trimmed in white that laced all the way up Her arms. "I can't believe
that I have to re-teach you the basic way to conduct yourself in My
presence! It seems to Me that you need a refresher course on how to serve
Me! Now get back up on your knees! You've been laying there quite long
enough and if you think that was hard to take... just wait!"

I returned to my knees as my Mistress bade and tried to ignore the
throbbing pain in my groin. It was now mixed with a warming arousal also.
The sight of Her body and rubber outfit had begun to take over from the
pain. I began to get slightly hard and She noticed." I can't believe
you're already getting hard! You are quite the little pain slut aren't
you? Maybe you'd like another good kick in the balls?"

"Oh no, please Mistress not again! I'll be good... I
promise!" I weakly answered. "Oh that's what you always say and
I always end up having to correct you anyway. You know you're always
thinking with your little brain instead of the one in your head!" She
began to slowly walk around me, circling, like a great lioness about to
strike out at its' prey. "You are completely under My power little
man. If you deviate from any instruction even one bit I will be forced to
correct you with another kick. Do you understand?" "Oh yes
Mistress! I only want to please You!" I enthusiastically answered, my
body trembling.

"Good! I just hope you can keep your word." She answered.

She stopped circling and told me to stand with my hands behind my back,
eyes lowered, and legs spread apart. She came to stand before me and I
could see Her beautifully sculpted legs and expertly manicured toes. They
were painted a soft seashell pink and I longed to kiss and caress them.
Lady Cheyenne reached between my legs and gave my balls a hard squeeze
with Her long nails. "This belongs to Me. I will torture it any way I
see fit. I will abuse it for My amusement. Your little organ no longer
belongs to you." With each comment She dug in harder and twisted
until I thought She would pull my balls off. The pain was exquisite!

She abruptly let go and quickly fastened a cock harness, with a bell
attached, to my nasty little piece of flesh. There was a little ring on
the upper side of the harness so that She could attach a long leash, this
She did. Once I was properly leashed She began to lead me down the hall to
Her gothic dungeon. The atmosphere was dark and foreboding; I wondered how
many torments had been witnessed in this room. She quickly came to a halt
underneath some chains dangling from the ceiling.

"I want you to put your hands over your head, I need to restrain
them nice and tight." She returned with a pair of suspension cuffs
and showed me how to properly put my hands through them so that I could
grab onto the straps that pulled across my palms. She quickly pulled my
arms over my head and clipped them to the chain that was dangling above
them. I was stretched tight, almost on my tiptoes. Swaying back and forth,
as every time She passed by me She would bump into me with Her beautiful
body. "Is there a breeze in here? You keep moving back and forth like
a little waif. So frail and vulnerable."

She stood behind me and began whispering in my ear about all the things
She had in mind for me, how She was thoroughly going to break me down. As
I trembled at Her descriptions She began to laugh. Then She came to the
front of me and turned Her back so that Her fantastic rubber encased
bottom rubbed against my groin. I could smell the fragrance of Her hair
and the scent of Her body; so intoxicating I began to tremble. I let out a
little moan of excitement and try as hard as I could, I could not keep my
cock from standing upright against Her.

"What is going on back there? Are you getting excited little
slave? Look at that thing stand right up! It's really too much! I think it
needs some weight to bring it back down." She returned with a small
metal pail filled with glass cubes, She emptied the bucket and attached it
to the ring on the underside of my cock bell. Slowly She began to drop the
cubes in, one by one until the pulling on my cock and balls was terrific.
"You know I think I want to see if you can handle all of these. It's
a total weight of three pounds, slut! Do you think you can handle
it?" "Yes Ma'am, anything you want Mistress." I replied. I
wanted so much to please Her and make Her proud of me. I would have done
anything She asked. After all the weight was on me She pulled a leg
spreader from the wall and placed it between my ankles. Slowly spreading
me wide She secured it tightly to each ankle.

"Well, you're nice and open now aren't you? I can do anything I
want; you're so vulnerable. My little piece of flesh, I think a whipping
is in order, to control that pathetic cock of yours." She walked to
the wall of whips and pulled down several that suited Her. Many different
cat-o-nine's, She felt each one gingerly checking them for weight and
degree of harshness. Finally She settled on thick leather one and paced
around me several times, pulling the whip over my shoulders and across my
body. Looking directly into my eyes, She looked so beautiful and
commandeering.

"I hope you're ready slave, this is for your own good. You need to
learn how to control your baser instincts around a Lady. WE can't have you
running around getting excited every time you look at a Lady can we? That
little brain in your pants gets you into all kinds of trouble doesn't it?

"Yes Ma'am, I'm so sorry Ma'am. I don't mean to, I just can't help
it. You're so beautiful."

"Well, that's nice but it's not going to get you out of
this."

She circled around behind me and pulled a blindfold over my head.
"I want you to truly experience this." She whispered in my ear.
Slowly the blows came at first, then quicker, harder, and faster. Across
my shoulders, back, buttocks. I never knew when they would come or from
where. She had taken away my sight and all I could hear was the cracking
of whip on flesh. She began to whip the front of me as well and then She
noticed that my nipples were being completely ignored.

"Well, I just realized that those nipples of yours look so bare.
How could I have forgotten about them?" She then leaned down and bit
hard on my left nipple. A loud gasp escaped me and the knowledge that my
Mistress had placed Her exquisite mouth on my worthless body excited me to
no end. The weight on my unit prevented me from any further excitement
however.

"What's the matter slave?"

"Nothing Mistress, I just can't seem to hold back my
excitement."

"I know sometimes it's hard isn't it?"

She slowly pinched my nipples, harder, and harder squeezing them until
I thought I'd pass out from the pain. Then She rubbed them gently,
caressing and exciting them. She repeated this several times, obviously
enjoying my discomfort. Every now and then She would bite them,
alternating between gentle and hard.

She began circling around me again; slowly running Her hands across my
body and reaching down between my legs She released the pail of weight
from my balls. The sudden absence of the weight sent a jolt through my
body and I jumped in my bonds.

Without the benefit of sight I was at a loss to know what Her next move
would be. Within moments Her hands grasped onto my balls and squeezed so
tightly I thought She would tear them off! Tighter and tighter Her hands
gripped, pulling and twisting my balls. Every now and then She would give
my useless cock a hard slap. This would cause me to jump and whimper, I
begged for Her to stop but She kept going. Just when I thought I couldn't
take another blow She stopped.

Cleverly, She must have removed Her fantastic high heels for I was
unable to hear Her walking anymore, this made me very nervous. Since I was
blindfolded I had no idea where She would come at me from next. Suddenly,
a mighty blow from behind across my buttocks, I let out a scream, which
only fueled Her. The strikes came in a never-ending volley, She was silent
all the while I squirmed and cried. I couldn't imagine ever being released
from my bonds, ever being able to leave this place. It felt as if time
were standing still, as if Lady Cheyenne was the only thing between me and
escape. Then, I realized that I never wanted to escape! thought hit me
like one of the blows from Her whip. I knew that if given the chance to
leave, I never would. My beautiful Lady Cheyenne was the only image that
came into my mind. How could I please Her? What could I do to be worthy of
Her touch? I would do anything this fantastic Woman ever asked of me, I
would lay at Her feet and beg to be in Her presence forever.

Suddenly the lashing stopped. There was silence, then the clicking of
Her heels again. She began to press Her fantastic rubber clad form against
the wounds She had just moments before inflicted. This was my reward for
taking so much; this was Her way of showing me how pleased She was with my
endurance. I leaned back into Her, the balm that was Her touch. The pain
in me seemed to dissipate with every move of Her rubber encased body
against me. Anywhere the lash had touched She ran Her hands and body
across. The rubber slid across my body creating some pain but knowing my
Mistress was just underneath excited me to no end.

She bent down and removed the spreader bar from between my legs, then
adeptly removed my arms from their bindings as well. Next She removed my
cock harness, and then She led me towards the bondage bed and removed my
blindfold.

"I want you up on this bed slave. You will lie on your back and
spread your legs." She said. "Yes Lady." I whimpered.

After I was on my back, She attached each of my limbs to the four posts
of the bed. My arms were spread out as well as my legs. She removed my
blindfold and as Her exquisite shape blinked into focus I began to
immediately become aroused. She noticed this and quickly slapped my cock
hard to get it under control. I arched my back up off the bed and let out
a wail.

"I see that we're going to be very noisy. I think I'll have to do
something about that." She said. She quickly returned with an
inflatable gag for my mouth. It's a kind of gag that is inserted in your
mouth and buckled behind your head. It has a pressure ball at one end that
is squeezed to inflate the piece in your mouth. Kind of like when your
blood pressure is taken.

This was shoved into my mouth and inflated quite large to keep any more
of my cries at bay. She pulled Her long fingernails across my gagged mouth
and face, Her face a perfect expression of satisfaction. She then exited
the room and returned presently with an unusual device that I struggled to
see."Don't worry slave, you'll get a good look soon enough." She
remarked.

She then climbed up on the bed and settled He beautiful body between my
outstretched legs. She grabbed my balls tightly and I could feel the cold
press of hard plastic underneath my balls. I could slightly lift my head
up and tried desperately to focus on what She was doing instead of Her
gorgeous breasts encased in shiny rubber. I saw what seemed to be a vice
and just as this registered I felt the cold press of it upon my balls. I
let out a muffled scream and tried to struggle away from it. Lady Cheyenne
had expertly restrained my limbs though, and I was held fast. Unable to
move, the vice came closer and closer down on my balls. It was made of
clear plastic and I was able to witness my balls being crushed between the
two pieces. As She turned the screw down tighter and tighter, my balls
were flattened paper-thin. I could see the flesh spread out between the
plastic and could do nothing.

I couldn't believe that they could be pressed down so hard and that I
was able to endure such pain. Although, the sight of Lady Cheyenne so
close and the way She enjoyed my torment made me want to take even more.
Finally, the vice would go down no further my balls were thoroughly
captured and now She set Her sights on my cock. Pulling a small cock cane
from behind Her, She began to hit my abused unit with it. I writhed in
agony but there was no where to move, my balls were pressed flat, my
wrists and ankles held tight, and now my cock was receiving punishment. I
arched my back and pulled at my bindings, my cock was now receiving
alternating lashes from a small flogger and hits from Her hand. She then
stopped the abuse of my cock but only to remove the vice from my balls.
"See slave, you are utterly helpless. These balls and cock belong to
me. I can do whatever I like, and you can do nothing. You are completely
dependent on My whims."

I was unable to answer with my mouth gagged, though I really had
nothing to say. She was totally right; I was in Her hands. She then stood
up, straddled across my groin and stared menacingly down at me.

"I bet I could use you as my own little toilet. Maybe I should
just go ahead and piss on you!"

I had never imagined this before but the sight of Her standing over me
brought my arousal back up and my cock sprang to life. "See! If I
even mention it you get all excited! I knew you wanted to be a Mistress
toilet!" The thought of Her warm nectar flowing over my cock and
balls, splashing across my body, running down my thighs, made me so
excited that my cock stood to full attention. I couldn't believe how
aroused I was at the thought of accepting Her gift of fluids.

"I think you're too excited slave. I think you should be made to
beg for my fluids and since you're gagged I guess you won't be receiving
this fantastic gift." I couldn't bear it anymore! Being brought to
the brink and then denied had its desired affect! My cock exploded in a
torrent of excitement, the release was exquisite and terrifying! I knew I
had not been given permission to cum. Lady Cheyenne would be most
displeased. I was shuddering from my release and the realization that Her
presence was enough to make me cum. I wasn't even being touched and She
could do this to me.

"What is this? You were not told to cum! I cannot believe it! You
got some of your disgusting juice on my shoe!"

She then reached down, undid my gag, and pushed Her shoe into my mouth.
"You will clean off every last bit! Then you will remain tied here
for as long as I see fit and think about what you've done!"

I licked and lapped off every last bit of my cum and made sure I did
and extra thorough job. I had already made a terrible mistake; I did not
want to anger Her further.

On Her way out the door She flicked the lights out and I'm still here;
laying in the dark with my restraints pulled tight, my release still upon
me, and the memory of Her in my mind. I can only hope that Her anger soon
dissipates and that I will again be allowed to be in Her presence, my
beautiful Latex Lady Cheyenne.