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The room was dim and hot. The large forge in the center was responsible for both. The red glow of the coals made the room seem even more hellish then it already was. Placed around the room where various implements of different forms of torture. Hanging on the back wall was a whimpering male form. A raccoon by race, he was cuffed to the wall two feet off the floor. A bar was placed between two cuffs around his ankles so his legs were spread apart.
The sound of a rusty lock being opened brought his eyes from the floor long enough to see his Mistress striding towards him in her favorite red leather corset and wielding her favorite riding crop. Her boots made a sharp click as she strode towards him. A loud clang resounded as the large iron bound door was closed and bolted from the out side. "Well sounds like we had an eventful day", She said. My guards have informed me of the incident that happened while you were being bathed." She started to pace back and forth in front of him, swaying her tail in a way she new would arouse him. She stopped facing away of him and slowly raised her tail letting it slowly tease its way up his body, feeling past his waist and up his chest to linger at his face. Letting the bushy fur engulf his face and linger there while he drank in her scent. She took a few steps away from him and spun on her heals. "I believe I made myself clear when I told you that if you had another indiscretion that it would be severely punished and that there would not be a another after it. And when I released you from your cage a week ago you swore an oath on that useless piece of flesh. " She started to slide the off the black leather thong she had on under her corset. She then straddled a bench that was set a few feet in front of him. As she leaned back, her legs spread, so he got a full view of her wetness. The red glow seemed to make it look like she was glowing with passion and heat. Her hands slowly descended towards her lips and started to make small movements around her clit. She let out a small gasp as she cinched her clit with 2 of her claws and then proceeded to pull it out and away from her body. His body, while sore, was starting to react to the site before him. His breathing intensified and his loins started to quiver as he felt the pressure of the bone start to slide forward in to his cock. Not long ago she would purr as he slowly used the curve of that bone to find her most sensitive spot in side and make her shudder and writhe in orgasms for most of the night before she would let him cum by her hand as a reward. His lust was bolstered even more as the memories mixed with the sight and sound of her pleasuring herself. Soon he was standing hard and erect the head his smooth shaft shining in the dim light and the red hue of his member being advanced by the glow of the of forge. So that his cock looked inflamed as his lust grew. As his erection grew she stopped her playing and stood up from the bench. She strode to a case mounted on the wall not far from him and opened the doors. After a moment she emerged carrying a long slender leather strap. Walking up to him she placed the strap in her teeth and started to slid on hand down his chest, sliding it over his stomach she let her claws contact his skin as she came to his cock. Slowly dragging her claws down the length of him she dropped the strap and placed her tongue on the under side of his meat. Slowly she slide it up, making his breath come out in a shuddering gasp. Swiftly she looped the leather strap behind his balls and around the root of his cock and tying it tight enough to make sure his erection could not falter. " Now Im sorry but a deal is a deal and I have to see to it that your oath is kept and that the disgrace you caused me is expunged." with that she lashed out with the rod and struck him on his member. A sharp pain shot through his body as a dark line appeared on the top of his cock. As a testament to his strength he did not cry out from that first hit or the second or third. But as the forth hit landed across the extremely sensitive head two things happened. First, the tightly drawn skin split in a searing line across the tip. Second, he let out the first cry of pain she had ever heard him make. Now, Had his eyes been open and had he been able to see through the tears in them; he would have seen one more event happen at that moment. As his cry of pain rang out in the room and the small line of blood appeared on his cock. Leria's eyes lit up in sadistic glee and her free hand was squeezing her clit. "Oh now this is not good." She said inspecting the trickle of blood oozing from the wound. This could get serious if its not taken care of. With that she sauntered over to forge and retrieved a flat metal strip with a wooden handle and walked back to him. His eyes cleared just in time for him to see the glowing red metal descend for the tip of his bleeding member. He did not even get a chance to protest before the searing hot metal was placed to the wound. A scream echoed through the room as the sizzle of the metal sealed the wound and seared all the nerves in the head of his dick. When she pulled it away a dark strip of charred flesh ran across the top of his red member. "Well my pet you have one more Chance to redeem your self in my eyes" She said as his breathing took on a more natural rhythm. "All you have to do is prove to me how much you truly love and worship me. she walked to the cupboard and retrieved an hour glass. "Im going to set this hour glass and then Im going to sit here and watch you. All you have to do is cum from remembering all of the pleasure I have given you. Prove that ever minute you have been with me is the most important thing in your life. If you do it and prove how much you love me Ill let you down and even use my special healing salve on you wound. But if you cant then Im going to be forced to fulfill your oath." With that she turned the hourglass over and sat on the bench watching him. His mind raced with thoughts and fantasies from the last few years. From his first few days as a slave being broken in to more recent time of getting to pleasure Mistress and her two friends on her birthday. He had been proud that day cause he was able to go for 5 hours straight with out having even a fear that he might come. He had spent long hours training his body to only really respond to being manipulated by hand. But that had been his undoing after he made the gray wolf pass out with pleasure her squirrel friend had started to fondle him. His mistress was boasting about how none of her friends had ever been able to make him come and how he could go for over 4 hours of constant pumping and did not even have to stop for position changes. It was about this time that the squirrel had placed her hand around his balls and was rolling her other hand around the head of his cock. That some thing unexpected happened. All at once the squirrel slide her hand up his shaft in a slow spiral. And the other down from the head at the same time. He didnt have a chance to protest he cut loose in a torrent of cum that arched through the air and hit his mistress in her face. She did not get mad like he thought she would instead she just walked to him, grabbed his collar and threw him in a cage. He was suspended in the cage for over two weeks and was only fed stale bread and warm water. After the two weeks he was released and he was made to grovel for forgiveness. That is when he made the oath that he now regretted. For after he made the oath he was taken to the bath house to be bathed and the guards with him started to fondle him in the pool. Since he was not permitted to speak to them he could not tell them to stop and soon he was feeling the effects of two weeks of chastity. His body ached for release and the guards soon started to use the oil to enhance the hand job. They moved him out of the water and pinned him in the middle of the bath house floor while both of them rubbed his oiled cock. He fought the urge for almost an hour before he succumbed and sprayed all over the bath house floor. He was immediately shackled and brought down here since its illegal for a male to spill their seed in the bathhouse. Now he knew he was too spent to be able to force him self to cum with out any help. He watched as the last of the sand trickled out of the glass and silently pleaded to the gods to save him from his fate. She let out a long sigh as the sand ran out. "Im very disappointed in you I really thought you were devoted to me but now I see that I mean nothing to you. Well dont worry I shall honor the oath you made me. GUARDS!!" The doors bolts were released and two guards entered the chamber. He recognized them as the same guards that had bathed him earlier. " Please help me move him to my newest toy. And be sure to strap him in tight." The guards lifted him up and unhooked his cuffs from the wall. They carried him to a new device that was in one of the shadowy corners. They set him on the seat and started to wrap straps around him. His arms were stretched out at his sides and strapped to a cross that was the back of the chair. His legs were spread as far as they could be and attached to the legs of the chair, his torso was also restrained. When they were through, all he could move was his head. Then another piece was moved in to place. It was a wooden plank with grooves cut in to it, a hole near the center with another piece of wood that slide up and down was aimed at his hard cock. She came over and took his member in her hand and pushed it through the hole and pushed the plank down and locked it in place. The wood clamped around his cock and was a bit painful. Then his head was pushed forward and a leather strap was wrapped over his head so he was stuck facing down at his cock. It was now that he saw the purpose of this device. For on this side was a gleaming blade that glowed an evil red in the dim light of the room. A small pin kept the blade suspended above his captive cock, with a thin chain that was in the hands of his mistress.
The guards backed away from him and his mistress with a wicked grin bent to look in to his eyes. "Please take a moment to remember how I felt and how happy you use to be. And say goodbye to your rebellious manhood. If you survive, tomorrow you will be moved out to my farm and will never see the palace again." with that she took a few steps back and he saw the chain start to tighten. His mind started to race as to anything he could say to stop her. But before he could open his mouth she gave a sharp tug on the chain . The pin slid from the board and the blade swiftly descended towards his flesh. In a blinding flash of pain the blade severed his member and he saw his proud cock fall to the floor. A moment later his mind was on fire as the pain and shock set in and he started to feel faint as a pool of red started to pool at his feet. The next day Leria was walking down the hall, she had a smile on her face and was in a pair of black leggings and a white billowing blouse with a belt cinched at her waist. Her hair was don up in a tight spiral bun with a curved bone placed through it to keep it in place.
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