1. Don´t Go Into The Woods


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    which was out of my reach. From somewhere he produced a metal collar that was lined in the inside with a soft padding. He got it around my neck and then he snapped it close. It connected on the side. When I got up he told me about the collar. “Pussy,” he said, “there’s a ring on the front and on the top for a leash but more important is where I snapped it shut is a small cylinder about the size of a Vick’s Inhaler.” Dick explained this was actually filled with an explosive. “The cylinder on your collar if detonated will blow your neck away. Don’t try to remove it. Don’t try to run away,” he said. After that he took me to the perimeter of the property showing me it was well marked with red plastic tape dangling from tree trunks like you see for markings in the woods. “Now watch closely girl,” he said and tossed a cylinder like the one fastened to my collar pass the red tape. BOOOOMÉÉit exploded violently. “Once you collar was set it cannot be removed by me. It is controlled outside this compound so trying to escape is futile,” he said. In a more mild voice he continued, “Now you will learn to understand your role and you will be trained over these next weeks to obey commands with complete and immediate obedience. I won’t need to raise my voice but instead you’ll learn and it will become your mission to obey men and their desires.” From that moment on I was being trained though to me it was simply being told what to do. Besides cleaning the house and washing the dirty clothes I ...
    was given many other duties, as Dick put it, Ôwoman’s work’ and other feminizing submissive roles. Dick reminded me on several occasions he was not going to yell or shout since he preferred a quiet home and a docile girl and he felt the collar should be enough of a reminder. “However,” Dick said, “a spanking may come at anytime depending on my mood even though in times you’ll know before and may probably desire to be spanked.” I couldn’t figure out why I’d ever want a spanking. But the first time Dick spanked me it had nothing to do with a mistake. Instead it was a lesson. He had me come over by the old faded blue couch and he hooked a small lead to the front of my collar and had me bend over till my head was as low as the seating on the couch. He lifted a small metal plate on the floor and there was an eyehook to which he snapped the other side of the lead too. Then he used some sort of Velcro thing around my legs in a eight patter making me unable to spread my legs more then about 16 or 18 inches. At the center of the 8 a lead came out and he hooked that to another eyehook connected to the leg of the sofa “Now for this lesson I want you to lower your panties only in the rear so your ass is bare and then hold your skirt up with both your hands. In time you won’t need to be tied but holding this position will take time to learn.” I had already had several obedience lessons and of course realized obeying was easier then the alternative (being told to walk away) so I did as he ...
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