She locked me back into my room, but left me handcuffed so I wouldn’t get tempted to do anything I shouldn’t.
It was hard sleeping with everything that was going through my mind. It wasn’t what she did to me: it was my confused state of mind. Throughout the entire night I relived so many of those moments. I studied the clues. I started to recognize them. Finally I concluded that both my Mistresses were right. I truly am a masochist.
The next day Mistress Anna came in and released me. While she was there she checked my piercing. She had brought a bottle of clear liquid and made me soak my d**k in it for a couple of minutes.
“Do you want a tour of my home this morning. It’s a nice day for a walk.”
“I’d like that, Mistress.”
We wandered the spacious grounds and elegant gardens, but I was
