Chapter Fourteen
Disobedience And The Slave Swing
It began when my Master had released me from the puppy cage and was cleaning me while I stood chained between the fixing bars. I wanted s*x so badly and pleaded for him to use me, but he ignored my desperate need and locked my chastity belt securely once again, forcing the horrid, constantly-irritating and teasing wedge into my s*x. That was when I blew up.
“Thomas! You’re a rotten s**t!” I screamed while he stood and looked at me coldly. “How can you be so cruel and uncaring of my needs while I am a prisoner in here? I want some s*x, and I want you to give it to me now!”
“No, convict! Being kept chaste is a necessary part of your punishment.” he explained calmly.
“It’s not right! It’s not fair!” I shouted getting angrier and angrier.
