my last session with Master R – unforgettable
Master R warned me to rest up. This was to be my last session with Master R before the moving company packed up Master’s belongings and He moved to Nevada.
i prepared myself, freshly shaven and showered, and drove the hour to Master’s home. i rang the door bell at 8:00 PM and knelt on the porch. The door opened and the voice of Master’s friend directed me in and straight to the prep room. Master’s friend instructed that i had 15 minutes to be in ready position. He followed me to the 3rd floor prep room and after i entered the room He closed the door and bolted it from the outside. The feeling of being a helpless prisoner is amazing to a sub like me. i knew what to do next having been trained previously. i started to get ready.
Off comes the little bit of clothing i’m wearing and neatly folded it goes on the shelf in the corner. There is a picture on the wall of the step-by-step instructions i need to follow. i take a pee then stand in front of the instructions and follow each step.
First, i secure a ball stretcher tightly and snap a two foot leash to the leads of the stretcher.
Second, i secure a hood to my head, making sure it fits snuggly. The cords from the hood are neatly secured in the back with a small hair clip. The hood has snaps for a gag and blindfold. i snap one side of the gag to the hood and allow it to dangle in front. The blindfold is not used.
Third, i remove the shackle set from the wall hook and spread them out on the floor. i secure the ankle cuffs and then kneel down. i make sure the wrist cuffs are behind me, untangled along with the connecting chain. i carefully snap the wrist cuffs on with my palms facing away as shown in the instructions.
Lastly, i stand and walk to the black square on the floor. i kneel inside the square just like the instruction chart shows. i hurry into position because there is no clock in the prep room and i have no idea how much of the 15 minutes is left. i wait…nervously…but i can’t escape now.
It’s Friday evening, and Master told me to be prepared to remain a prisoner until Sunday evening. As i’m kneeling on the floor in the prep room, inside the painted square on the floor, i reflect on how much could happen to me over the next 48 hours. i begin to tremble slightly – maybe the room is a bit cold.
i can hear heavy footsteps coming up the stairs then down the hall. The bolt unlocks and the door swings open. i look straight at the floor. Master’s friend orders me to my feet. He grabs the leash connected to my ball stretcher and tugs forcefully. He tells me i’m going before the Judge so i’d better think about what i’m going to say when directed. my head is racing. The prisoner scenario is the common kink that found myself with Master R a year ago – it’s a surreal scenario for the sub i am.
As We/we reach the first floor i can pick up on more commotion in Master’s house then what one additional person could make. i’m a little uneasy – i’ve only been naked in front of Master and His friend before – now there are additional strangers. At the entrance to Master’s living room (which He has arranged as a courtroom) Master’s friend directs me to kneel. i can hear the proceedings inside the courtroom – it’s scary and intoxicating at the same time.
i hear Master’s voice sternly state, “prisoner, you are accused of despicable crimes – how do you plead?” A shaky and timid voice responds, “Your Honor, the prisoner before You is guilty.” Master replies, “very well prisoner, I find you guilty – you are hereby a convicted criminal. Guard, bring the convict forward to sign the confession paperwork.” The sound of chains can be heard on the hardwood floor. i hear the convict speaking, but cannot hear the words clearly. A few moments later Master says, “condemned convict, before I announce your sentence, do you have anything to say to the Court?” The now frightened voice says, “Your Honor, i am very sorry, i know i must be punished for my crimes. Please, please, please, i’ll do anything You wish that brings You pleasure but please spare me from the horrible tortures!” Master’s voice breaks the pleas with, “Gag the condemned! You are a condemned convict and there will be no mercy. From here you will be taken to the dungeon where you will face intense incarceration, violation of your whore holes, and expertly applied pain. On Sunday afternoon, just when you thought it couldn’t get worse, and in front of a sizeable audience, you will be led to My outdoor scaffold where you will endure a full body 200 lash flogging, one hour on the rape horse, and then the indignation of riding the wooden pony. Take the condemned away!”
The condemned convict was led right past me. From my vantage point i could see his knees were weak – he wasn’t expecting what he got. i was next.
i wasn’t led into the courtroom immediately like i expected. Master R is a pro at mind games. i was left there kneeling and thinking. Master had me endure some intense scenes before, but this was shaping up to be a mind-blowing experience. i can hear footsteps, the click of heels and commotion around me, but no one has directed me into the courtroom. In front of me is a pair of high-heeled boots. i don’t dare look up, that would be a huge mistake. A raspy female voice commanded, “stand up prisoner”. i stand immediately and am led into the courtroom. With my eyes cast towards the floor and can see in my peripheral vision that there are people seated on both sides watching this spectacle. At a spot about twelve steps inside the room the same raspy voice commands me to knell. i do as directed. Then my “trial” begins. The raspy voice begins by saying, “Your Honor, the prisoner is accused of statutory rape, sexual harassment on the job, and lewd behavior.” Master’s familiar voice takes over, “prisoner, these charges are very serious and carry harsh penalties. How do you plead?” i find my own voice cracking as i reply, Your Honor, this prisoner is guilty as charged.” Master replies, “very well prisoner, further interrogation will not be necessary. I find you guilty of all charges – you are hereby a convicted criminal. Guard, bring the convict forward to sign the confession paperwork.” My chains on the hardwood floor are the only sounds. In front of Master my right hand is un-cuffed and a pen placed in it. On the table in front of me is the Prisoner Confession & Sentencing Agreement. Master directs me to read it aloud.
- Without coercion or mental stress, and of my own free will, i confess to the transgressions i have been accused of and fully realize the type and severity of sentence i will receive at Your discretion as punishment for my confessed acts.
- Without coercion or mental stress, and of my own free will, i submit myself to Your custody to facilitate the execution of my sentence. Custody entails the full ownership and use of my body and mind from time of signature until Sunday/9:00PM (date/time), the time of release from custody.
- i understand once taken into custody for sentence execution i must obey You at all times. i understand failure to obey can result in additional punishment.
- i understand that the type and conditions of punishment, as set forth in my sentence, although unknown to me at the time of this confession, will be considered cruel and unusual by the normal legal definition. i renounce all rights, real or perceived, regarding protection from cruel and unusual punishment.
- i renounce all rights to privacy or concealment from You.
- i unconditionally accept as Your prerogative anything You may choose to do with me, whether as punishment, for Your amusement, or for whatever purpose, no matter how painful or humiliating.
i sign and date the paper. my wrist is promptly re-cuffed. i am directed back to my kneeling position.
i can feel the eyes staring at my helpless nakedness. The moment of truth is coming. Master’s friend had warned me that i better know what i want to say. Before being gagged for the first time in ant session Master allows me to use the safe phrase – orange balls – if i want out of the scenario. i have never used it. i never wanted to disappoint Master. my mind is racing when Master says, “condemned convict, before declaring your sentence, do you have anything to say to the Court?” i can feel myself tremble slightly from my nervousness and i blurted out, “Your Honor, i beg You to have some mercy on this worthless convict. i am deeply sorry for my crimes.” Master bellows quickly, “Gag the condemned! You are a condemned convict and there will be no mercy. From here you will be taken to the dungeon where you will face intense incarceration, violation of your whore holes, and expertly applied pain. On Sunday afternoon, in front of a sizeable audience, you will be led to My outdoor scaffold where you will endure a full body 200 lash flogging, then one hour on the rape horse, followed by the indignation of riding the wooden pony. Take the condemned away!”
Master’s friend and another male grabbed each of my arms, roughly raised me to my feet and led me out of the courtroom. In a single moment i was somewhat aroused by having complete strangers watch my “courtroom” appearance and terrified that my opportunity to back out was gone.
