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I Am Pet
Date: 9/17/2015, Categories: BDSM, Author: Milik_the_Red, Rating: 7, Source: LushStories
to remain silent and still as he goes about his work. Wordlessly, and seemingly without concern for my fear, he loops the chain from the wench through the wrought iron loop mounted in our basement ceiling. Outwardly, I remain passive as my training demands, but my heart is pounding in my chest as he draws it down and clamps the end to the center link of my shackle's short connecting chain. His dark and noble face is blank and emotionless as he goes about his task, but his choice of the whipping ring for my punishment tells me everything I need to know. 'I’ve really done it this time.' The mechanical click-clank of the locking bolt slipping over the gears reverberates right into my bones, and I watch in morbid fascination as my Master calmly turns the handle. As the wooden spool goes round and round, the chain pulls back, dragging me under the Ring. My arms are drawn irresistibly upward and over my head until I am barely able to keep my feet on the cold, concrete floor. The final clank of the bolt dropping into place seems to pierce my skin, but after that, there is only silence. ***** I have been here before, of course. I have been a particularly difficult slave for Master to train and have often forced Him to punish me. Usually, my transgressions do not merit such… extreme measures. Only three times in the years I have been His, has he used the Ring. The fact that I am here again brings these memories back, and my stomach swirls with conflict as I remember how this ...