howards

A pet story for the journal

There is an old joke about; "How do you boil a frog?" Answer; “one degree at a time"

Ed and Sandra had been married for 15 years and three kids when Ed left for Cindy. Sandra was doubly crushed only to find out that Ed would leave her and remarry the very next month. Well then…, within a year Cindy left Ed when she discovered that ”The Well” wasn't deep enough for her life style. This caused Ed to cut his child and spousal support to Sandra in order to meet the new demands from Cindy and her lawyer. It seems that Cindy's lawyer did a great job of cleaning Ed out of house and home.

Sandra and I are more than friends and when I saw the harm that was being done to her and her family I had to help. So unbeknownst to Sandra, I started cyber dating Cindy on New Year's Eve!

Cindy was a cute, short, 23 year old big breasted blond. Worse than trailer trash, in fact it was obvious to me that she had no self-control and she did, and wanted everything too much. Drinking, spending, partying, sleeping around, and a passion for kinky sex were her interests. So I gave her anything she wanted, one thing at a time and she had to return the favour in kind. I sent her to singles resort in the Bahamas and she got her nipples pierced for me. I paid her rent and she got a new labia piercing each month for the first six months. When she wanted a new car it cost her a piercing at the tip if her tongue of pure gold and a second ring through her clit hood. With each present we enjoyed cybersex and she sent me photos of the new rings and studs. When she was drunk or fucking around on my dime, I encouraged her, sent limos to take her home and sent flowers. If she sent me photos from her locale bondage club. I sent expensive gifts and toys. She loved getting stuff and learned the kinkier she was, the more she would get. I knew that it was just a matter of time before I could get something on her that I could use but I didn't see this one coming.

She was always asking to cum over and repay me, aka suck my cock, but I had no interest in her and that's when she texted me asking if I needed a pet for the weekend?

"What kind" I asked.

"A sexy kitten or a loving puppy? One that would please you"

"Maybe a kinky puppy" I responded.

She said she'd be right over. "Not so fast I said, you need to be trained and you will be kept on my short leash"

"What do I have to do to please you she asked? Will I have to wear leather restraints 24/7?"

“Have fun at the party tonight”, I put her off, “and consider once you’re trained, you could permanently moving in with me as my pet, I like the idea” I said.

I had already been sending her sex toys and watching her use them in our chat room, she was amassing a large bondage gear collection and had been using it to get more from me while advancing her self-bondage desires.

Cindy was very attracted to the idea of moving in with me and getting closer to a lot of my money so much so, that she also loved the idea of shoving Ed’s money back in his face. I convinced her to write an emasculating letter telling Ed what she thought of him and telling him she didn't need his minuscule monthly handout as her new husband could take care of her in all the ways Ed couldn't.

She hadn't worked for some time, so the only other detail left was to get her to pack everything I had given her and to move in with me. So I sent her a "red carpet dress" to wear to my house with instructions to be very bare underneath.

First I live in a very large house, mostly paid for by a Middle Eastern gentleman with similar tastes to my own. For this scene I hired a local mistress to pose as my executive assistance, got my new bondage puppy gear in place. And as if, just cued by the director my limo arrived with Cindy drinking campaign and wearing that beautiful dress. I hid out if sight while my "assistant" prepared the young lady. Cindy wanted to know where I was. Mistress C convinced Cindy that "Mister Howard" would like her to change into her puppy gear here and she would be taken to the master bedroom to meet her new owner and Mister Howard wants me to prepare you her said with a wink and a fresh glass of champagne.

Cindy's dress dropped to the floor as Mistress C's tray of bondage goodies arrived, over the next while Cindy asked questions about how much money I had and mistress C assured her that her relationship with me was professional she had been a kinky assistant before and liked it! (Who knew). Mistress rubbed Cindy from head to toe with scented oils. C presented and then installed four 1" inch gold barbells to replace Cindy’s 8 pussy rings, this caused Cindy's pussy to be clamped up so tight that her clit ring and clit had to be pulled prominently out and now dangled obscenely outside her pussy. Both women agreed that Howard would love it. It didn't hurt to have Mistress C play with ring just to get Cindy more into the mood. Mistress C asked Cindy if she had brought the tail/butt plug Howard had sent her. When Cindy couldn't find it (feeling a little tipsy I suppose) Mistress found a spare. As the time was getting on and they didn’t want Howard to wait, mistress quickly helped Cindy lock into her collar, paw mitts, cuffs that had light chain that connected her ankles to her nipple rings. Now she couldn't stand without pulling hard on her nipples mistress connected cuffs to Cindy's wrists a short chains to her collar. After attaching the last of the locks, Mistress stood up and marvelled at her pets permanent situation.

Cindy crawled around the floor unable to stand but able to move (crawl) like a dog. Mistress asked Cindy “how do you feel, you look great" Cindy asked for some more champagne. So mistress filled a stainless steel dog bowl with half a $500 bottle champagne and told Cindy to drink it all up while she when to get some stuff and see if Howard was ready for her.

When Mistress returned the half bottle she had poured was mostly gone and the bound Cindy was curled up on the rug. Mistress rubbed Cindy's shoulders to wake her and told her that some last touches were needed. Mistress quickly moved Cindy back onto her knees and connected a light chain to the clit ring and the other end to the piercing on Cindy tongue. “Pretty kinky huh? It helps keep your tongue out while Howard fucks your mouth. Oh I forgot the tail" and with that, mistress spread ben gay and lube on Cindy's well used ass and positioned the butt plug with a long tail protruding from it. " I see that your ass doesn't want to keep this plug inside so I'll replace with a slightly larger ass hook tail, but first you need a ponytail" and after mistress finished braiding she made the last connection. The pony tail and the ass hook were slowly pulled together by a thin strong chain and locked at a point when Cindy's head lifted enough for her tongue to be pulled out and her clit to strain. Cindy wagged her tongue from side to side just to feel some simulation at her clit.

"Do you feel like a cocksucking bitch Cindy?” Cindy looked up unable to speak or move, thinking that something might be wrong with that question but the champagne wiped that thought a quickly as it came to her. But mistress assured her as she backed Cindy in to a small custom built kennel and this was all part of the preparations she coaxed. And with that, Cindy's cage was closed and as tight inside as it was her protruding ankles and wrists were then expertly handcuffed from the outside and she was finally ready to go. “I have a nuptial present for you I think you will understand" and while straddling Cindy's cage mistress attached an additional collar to Cindy's neck. In fact, a remote control shock dog collar that prevents barking set to 3. “Shall we test your new present?" Cindy mumbled something as mistress caned Cindy's protruding, cuffed sole. Well the effect was immediate, Cindy screamed as loud as a woman with tongue connected to her clit and her hair connected to her ass hook could. That's when the collar did the rest... The jolt shut the scream down to a yelp as mistress caned the other foot to the same effect. “Yep you're ready for Howard now.” Cindy sobbed as mistress said “ill set your collar up to 6 and connect these two wires to your ass plug and see if Howard wants to have a try". With that Cindy could hear the sounds high heels walking up the stairs.

When I came down from the mezzanine, what I saw in the cage and felt a personal triumph. As soon as I saw her I knew she was going to repay me for my trouble, or at least the sultan would.

Knowing that Mistress C had done such a great job of getting this dog into her cage I owed her some fun time with Cindy, so as I gathered my things to go and have dinner with Sandra, I passed Mistress C dressed in her fine leather and carrying an electric cattle prod and her piercing set with the rings and bells headed to Cindy's cage.

I story I wrote for Gagged Utopia,

HowardS
Howard S

There is an old joke about; "How do you boil a frog?" Answer; “one degree at a time"

Ed and Sandra had been married for 15 years and three kids when Ed left for Cindy. Sandra was doubly crushed only to find out that Ed would leave her and remarry the very next month. Well then…, within a year Cindy left Ed when she discovered that ”The Well” wasn't deep enough for her life style. This caused Ed to cut his child and spousal support to Sandra in order to meet the new demands from Cindy and her lawyer. It seems that Cindy's lawyer did a great job of cleaning Ed out of house and home.

Sandra and I are more than friends and when I saw the harm that was being done to her and her family I had to help. So unbeknownst to Sandra, I started cyber dating Cindy on New Year's Eve!

Cindy was a cute, short, 23 year old big breasted blond. Worse than trailer trash, in fact it was obvious to me that she had no self-control and she did, and wanted everything too much. Drinking, spending, partying, sleeping around, and a passion for kinky sex were her interests. So I gave her anything she wanted, one thing at a time and she had to return the favour in kind. I sent her to singles resort in the Bahamas and she got her nipples pierced for me.  I paid her rent and she got a new labia piercing each month for the first six months. When she wanted a new car it cost her a piercing at the tip if her tongue of pure gold and a second ring through her clit hood.  With each present we enjoyed cybersex and she sent me photos of the new rings and studs. When she was drunk or fucking around on my dime, I encouraged her, sent limos to take her home and sent flowers. If she sent me photos from her locale bondage club. I sent expensive gifts and toys. She loved getting stuff and learned the kinkier she was, the more she would get. I knew that it was just a matter of time before I could get something on her that I could use but I didn't see this one coming.

She was always asking to cum over and repay me, aka suck my cock, but I had no interest in her and that's when she texted me asking if I needed a pet for the weekend?

"What kind" I asked.

"A sexy kitten or a loving puppy? One that would please you"

"Maybe a kinky puppy" I responded.

She said she'd be right over. "Not so fast I said, you need to be trained and you will be kept on my short leash"

"What do I have to do to please you she asked? Will I have to wear leather restraints 24/7?"

“Have fun at the party tonight”, I put her off, “and consider once you’re trained, you could permanently moving in with me as my pet, I like the idea” I said.

I had already been sending her sex toys and watching her use them in our chat room, she was amassing a large bondage gear collection and had been using it to get more from me while advancing her self-bondage desires. 

Cindy was very attracted to the idea of moving in with me and getting closer to a lot of my money so much so, that she also loved the idea of shoving Ed’s money back in his face. I convinced her to write an emasculating letter telling Ed what she thought of him and telling him she didn't need his minuscule monthly handout as her new husband could take care of her in all the ways Ed couldn't.

She hadn't worked for some time, so the only other detail left was to get her to pack everything I had given her and to move in with me. So I sent her a "red carpet dress" to wear to my house with instructions to be very bare underneath.

First I live in a very large house, mostly paid for by a Middle Eastern gentleman with similar tastes to my own. For this scene I hired a local mistress to pose as my executive assistance, got my new bondage puppy gear in place. And as if, just cued by the director my limo arrived with Cindy drinking campaign and wearing that beautiful dress. I hid out if sight while my "assistant" prepared the young lady. Cindy wanted to know where I was. Mistress C convinced Cindy that "Mister Howard" would like her to change into her puppy gear here and she would be taken to the master bedroom to meet her new owner and Mister Howard wants me to prepare you her said with a wink and a fresh glass of champagne.

Cindy's dress dropped to the floor as Mistress C's tray of bondage goodies arrived, over the next  while Cindy asked questions about how much money I had and mistress C assured her that her relationship with me was professional she had been a kinky assistant before and liked it! (Who knew). Mistress rubbed Cindy from head to toe with scented oils. C presented and then installed four 1" inch gold barbells to replace Cindy’s 8 pussy rings, this caused Cindy's pussy to be clamped up so tight that her clit ring and clit had to be pulled prominently out and now dangled obscenely outside her pussy.  Both women agreed that Howard would love it.    It didn't hurt to have Mistress C play with ring just to get Cindy more into the mood.  Mistress C asked Cindy if she had brought the tail/butt plug Howard had sent her. When Cindy couldn't find it (feeling a little tipsy I suppose) Mistress found a spare. As the time was getting on and they didn’t want Howard to wait, mistress quickly helped Cindy lock into her collar, paw mitts, cuffs that had light chain that connected her ankles to her nipple rings. Now she couldn't stand without pulling hard on her nipples mistress connected cuffs to Cindy's wrists a short chains to her collar.   After attaching the last of the locks, Mistress stood up and marvelled at her pets permanent situation.

Cindy crawled around the floor unable to stand but able to move (crawl) like a dog. Mistress asked Cindy “how do you feel, you look great" Cindy asked for some more champagne. So mistress filled a stainless steel dog bowl with half a $500 bottle champagne and told Cindy to drink it all up while she when to get some stuff and see if Howard was ready for her.

When Mistress returned the half bottle she had poured was mostly gone and the bound Cindy was curled up on the rug. Mistress rubbed Cindy's shoulders to wake her and told her that some last touches were needed. Mistress quickly moved Cindy back onto her knees and connected a light chain to the clit ring and the other end to the piercing on Cindy tongue. “Pretty kinky huh?  It helps keep your tongue out while Howard fucks your mouth. Oh I forgot the tail" and with that, mistress spread ben gay and lube on Cindy's well used ass and positioned the butt plug with a long tail protruding from it. " I see that your ass doesn't want to keep this plug inside so I'll replace with a slightly larger ass hook tail, but first you need a ponytail" and after mistress finished braiding she made the last connection. The pony tail and the ass hook were slowly pulled together by a thin strong chain and locked at a point when Cindy's head lifted enough for her tongue to be pulled out and her clit to strain. Cindy wagged her tongue from side to side just to feel some simulation at her clit. 

"Do you feel like a cocksucking bitch Cindy?” Cindy looked up unable to speak or move, thinking that something might be wrong with that question but the champagne wiped that thought as quickly as it came to her.  But mistress assured her as she backed Cindy in to a small custom built kennel and this was all part of the preparations she coaxed. And with that, Cindy's cage was closed and as tight inside as it was her protruding ankles and wrists were then expertly handcuffed from the outside and she was finally ready to go.   “I have a nuptial present for you I think you will understand" and while straddling Cindy's cage mistress attached an additional collar to Cindy's neck. In fact, a remote control shock dog collar that prevents barking set to 3. “Shall we test your new present?" Cindy mumbled something as mistress caned Cindy's protruding, cuffed sole. Well the effect was immediate, Cindy screamed as loud as a woman with tongue connected to her clit and her hair connected to her ass hook could.   That's when the collar did the rest... The jolt shut the scream down to a yelp as mistress caned the other foot to the same effect. “Yep you're ready for Howard now.” Cindy sobbed as mistress said “ill set your collar up to 6 and connect these two wires to your ass plug and see if Howard wants to have a try".  With that, Cindy could hear the sounds high heels walking up the stairs.

When I came down from the mezzanine, I saw Cindy in the cage and felt a personal triumph.  As soon as I saw her I knew she was going to repay me for my trouble, or at least the sultan would.

Knowing that Mistress C had done such a great job of getting this dog into her cage I owed her some fun time with Cindy, so as I gathered my things to go and had dinner with Sandra, I passed Mistress C dressed in her fine leather and carrying an electric cattle prod and her piercing set with the rings and bells headed to Cindy's cage.   

I like horny struggling women Wear leather cuffs and collar, always Tied legs open, wet spread, and puffy, shaved pussy, in need. Tie yourself up on your knees with your hands attached to the back of your collar, ankles cuffed. Tie yourself up spread eagle face down on the bed, elevated ass, with a cane resting on your ass with a note asking me to please myself in any way i liked and a bottle of lube. Chastity belt on you worn under a light dress, give me the key at dinner. Leather hood and tight locked collar when you need cock in your mouth. Might as well use handcuff behind your back so you can't play with your pussy. Tight gags should be worn when she said something inappropriate or being punished.  Control yourself not your Dom, when tempted, use self bondage until you're noticed or the feeling goes away. Sounds a restrained sub makes, gaged sounds, breathing, struggling, grunts, rattling of chains. Fucking a sub, bound tightly, having a grip and having the ability to penetrate her with powerful thrusts. Using her restraints to ride her hard. Inescapable bondage applied by her before I arrive, or adding enough restraint until there is no escape. Blow jobs from handcuffed (hand and foot) bare chested subs, warm soft breasts, wet lips enthusiastic blow job believing a lack of enthusiasm equals a night bound and punished. A women strappedoed, hung by her wrists with a wet pussy waiting for cock. A sub up on her toes, hunging from her wrists. Nipple rings with weights, in a strappedo. Vibrators on a sub's clit, and all bound screaming, her remote control vibrator with the control in my pocket, when going out. Sexual Comunications with a gaged and bound women. Begging, continuously for ... More of what ever I Want! Well (Internet) schooled in the duties, rituals, joys of a bondage submissive.

I little story from last week...

What a weekend, it all started then I had a wet dream (and wet fingers) about my married next door neighbour! After telling him about the sexy dream and swapping quick suggestive banter with Howard, I wanted him. I had found some stories he had written on a BDSM web site ("the new sub-contractor", "Talk") which got me hot, breathless and thinking. I wanted him to hurt me and to use me crudely, like the slaves in his stories. I'm a recently single woman with two kids who really knows what she wants, and now knows how to ask for it!

So fast forward; here, I am here on Sunday afternoon, tied on my tipple toes, and strung up by my thumbs and nipples at Howard’s summer home, whipped, teased, tortured and not fucked at all, I’ve been in his complete control since Friday morning. I have not had what you would call an affair, but I’ve had a great time. I came more times than I could ever remember, and wow wee, what a weekend for any single mother. Who needs a boyfriend or a vibrator when you have a firm master next door who is willing to train you?

This adventure started weeks ago when I found out, though his stories, that my wonderful neighbour liked inescapable self-bondage. This gave me a fantasy that turned into a great slutty orgasm, then into a plan. If he played with me but didn’t have sex what harm could come of it I speculated? I mean no lips, no tongue and no sex with me, just his help. I want him to keep his clothes on. How could his wife mind if nothing happened. It would like having tea in my living room.

I went to Howard’s house and as he was well off and helpful, and I was short on cash for this quest. I asked for a short term loan to buy some stuff I needed, and being a kind man he gave me his credit card with the direction to “buy whatever I needed and make it up to him latter”. So I took Howard’s credit card to NorthBound leather for some essentials.

My list of rigid stuff included,

1. Locking chastity belt with a vibrating plug and a tenns anal plug that can be programed for shocks, complete with remote control “Known as” “the Electric Front Shield Model for Female System Sports Chastity Belt with remote control”

2. Irish “8” self-locking cuffs.

3. Punishers gag with penis insert.

4. 25’ of fine chain, locks and shackles

5. A good section of canes, floggers, paddles and a single tail whip.

6. Latex gloves, black electrical tape, clover nipple clamps, 100 cloths pegs.

7. Find a place to get my nipples pierced as he seemed to be very fascinated with a girl in a local shop who had hers done.

It turns out that nipple rings hurt a little until they heal so, don't plan on using them for bondage right away. And if you get two piercings, they throw in a clit piercing for free, which hurts even more! When you are in the thick of a fantasy, and you’re horny, you can do just about anything.

When Friday morning came, the kids were off to school and then to their father's for the weekend. It was then time to call Howard and to ask him over to help me out. I taped a note on the front door which said “Painting, please use the back door”. And another note on that back door that said “Please lock the door so the dog won’t get out” Funny; Howard would know that something was up as I don’t have a dog. I called FedEx and shipped all the keys to the belt to myself for delivery first AM Monday morning before the kids got home from school.

I then went into the downstairs bedroom where I laid out my gear on the bed. The idea was for Howard to find me inescapably bound, gagged, sexually occupied and completely his, unable to get free, unless he let me out of my bondage.

I lubed up the dildo and butt plug lined them up with the crotch strap of my locking chastity belt and slowly drove them both home. Wow! What a full feeling! Having just shaved, the feeling of the steel was cold was seductive. With just one click it was locked on for the weekend. I tested the remote control on low and set it to randomly provide shocks to the butt plug and vibrations to the dildo. The feelings of pain and pleasure washing over me caused me to move the plan along quickly. I set a goal for myself not to cum on my own until Howard let me.

I fastened a note to my bedroom door that said;

Dear "Master" Howard
When you open the door you will find your loving neighbour Bree, who is risking everything by what she is doing. She is all yours until Monday morning, if you will have her. She is very willing to be trained and to obey you without question. You may fill her mouth with your cum and if she spills a drop or touches your cock with her lips or tongue, punish her as you desire (she will have crossed the line). If you feel the urge to kiss her or fuck her mouth, please let her feel the kiss of your whip instead! She has NO safe word, so she will do whatever pleases you with enthusiasm. (Teach her to beg for more) The more you use her, the better she will please you. She expects punishment and hopes for rewards. She doesn’t want you to have sex with her in anyway.

Signed your loving and breathless slave bree ox ox (with tongue, this time)

PS. She’s anticipating that this was the weekend that your wife was at the spa and you were just planning to hang around. Also the keys for her belt will arrive by FedEx before 9 AM Monday morning; this belt was to prevent you from fucking her brains out and jeopardizing your marriage. The keys to the cuffs and gag are on the floor with the remote.

Next I neatly laid out the floggers, canes, paddles and a single tail, near the head of the bed and once I was sure I could reach the Irish 8 cuffs and my cell phone, I chained and locked my right ankle near the headboard to a short chain and my left ankle near the footboard, spreading my legs as wide as I could. I sat there on my haunches for a moment enjoying the situation and fantasizing about what will happen next. I took two leather leashes and attached them to my nipple rings and the other end to my big toes. I thought that they would help me keep my ass up in the air and not allow me to lie on my stomach, which would be dangerous position if I become tired.

The next three steps were easy, I called Howard, who was still on his way, just to make doubly sure that he would find me, I turned the belt's remote to deliver higher shocks, in part, as punishment for luring Howard into my wicked fantasy. After locking my gag in place and throwing the key and the remote between my legs onto the floor, I leaned forward putting my nipples and face on the nice cool sheets. Gawsh I was HOT in every way! The leashes worked; if I stretched out they pulled my nipples, which wasn't a bad thing. On went the pair of latex gloves and I carefully wrapped the tape around my gloved fists. The black electrical tape sealed my fingers against my palms preventing any further use. The moment of truth was at hand; I took (pawed) the Irish 8's, which were self-locking steel handcuffs that were obviously meant to keep Irish women from getting away, and locked them behind my back, palms out. At this point I'm on my knees bent over, my hands are cuffed behind my back and my feet are chained to the bed with my shaved, belted ass facing the door. I still hope that he won't think that this is cheating and walk out and leave me.

I tried to relax as I heard the back door open. I listened as he read the note, but after a while all I could do is grunt and moan loudly as the vibrations did their work and my wicked fantasy did the rest. I didn’t know what he would do with me, but I could only hope that this will make good material for his next story....

After a number of orgasms had subsided and I regained consciousness, then I heard the terrifying sound of the back door closing. The sound was deafening. Time seemed to move at different rate as I looked around to consider what will happen Sunday night when my kids came home. I started to get really scared as I waited and waited. Maybe it was a trick; I looked around as far as I could see and listened carefully. When a voice said “Looking for me? You sounded like you had quite a few huge orgasms, and you had them without your master’s permission. You know what that means”, it was Howard (thank goodness) holding the single tail whip and my bucket of clothes pins and he had come for me.

TALK

• Author - HowardS
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• Post Date - 6/25/2009

"...any act by which severe pain or suffering, whether physical or mental, is intentionally inflicted on a person for such purposes as obtaining from her, or a third person, information or a confession, punishing her for an act she or a third person has committed or is suspected of having committed, or intimidating or coercing her or a third person, or for any reason based on discrimination of any kind, when such pain or suffering is inflicted by or at the instigation of or with the consent or acquiescence of a public official or other person acting in an official capacity."

Carey and I are real bondage enthusiasts. We have been married and in a master slave relationship for nine years. I work for the Canadian Navy as a clearance diver, which means I can work in the dark with my hands and I can also tie a lot more than the navy's nine required knots. When I'm on tour, Carey and I exchange a lot of stuff, love letters bondage ideas back and forth.

During my first tour in Iraq Carey tied herself in a variety of ways and emailed me the photos, which helped me, pass the time, all I sent her were my ideas and instructions. When I got home I found that she had a surprise for me. I got a note at the dock that said;

"I'm a little tied up right now to greet you, but if you cum and rescue me I'll greet you properly with my tongue. I'm wearing your favourite ring gag, sporting 3 new rings and I'm verrrry wet"

Enclosed were handcuff keys and a photo of Carey, ring gagged and handcuffed in a hogtie on our bed with three tight cords stretching from the ceiling to her new nipple rings and clit ring. She was just lying there on her hands trying not to roll on to her side.

I hid the note and I burned a new road to my house and had bondage monkey sex for hours. I rewarded her that night by collaring her with a titanium ring collar that is now locked on her neck for good. Soon after, I ordered a new four poster bondage bed with built in head and neck stocks cut into both ends. Then we had more bondage monkey sex almost until I shipped out.

Lately, on my second tour in Iraq, on loan to the US as a mine clearance specialist in the desert, I really miss my ship. The weather is too hot and dry for a diver and Carey keeps sending me emails berating the US military's treatment of prisoners at Abu Ghraib prison. I think that she wishes I'd do something like that to her. She keeps pointing out that she has a collar and leash.

In my spare time I made a sound activated switch from disarmed IED parts that's unlike the one that shocks a dog when they bark, this one does just the opposite. When it hears enough sound it interrupts the connection, when the sound stops it then resets the switch and waits for more sound to open the switch again. If you had it hooked up to a light, every time you yelled at it, the light would turn off. Three weeks ago I sent it home with basic instructions.

So here I am, in Iraq with two days till I ship home and I get an email "Dear Howard," I gulped not knowing what to expect, "I have a big surprise for you. If you follow this link you'll find my new private website I built just for you.
I backed myself into a corner for privacy and with my notebook computer and typed in the URL, I got a screen that said "Hi hun, Thanks for the new toy, I hooked up to my TENS box and have been having a lot of fun. I set the wall timer to turn off after 6 hours. I set your switch to interrupt the current if sound is detected. Then I set the TENS box, so that when it turned on, it went from a gradual increasing pulse to max screaming current."

Near the bottom of the screen there was a button that said "See my new thumb cuffs in action". So, I pressed it and it started windows media player and a video with a black screen.
Just like at the opening scene of "Star Wars" up came the text,

IN
A FAR AWAY
DESERT, LIVED A PRISONER
CAPTURED BY A STONG, WELL HUNG
DIVER, WHO TORTURES HER DAY AND NIGHT WITH
HIS NEW TOY. HE WILL NOT LET HER GO UNTILL 6 TORTUREOUS HOURS
HAVE PASED AND SHE GIVES UP HER SECERET.

A note appeared on the screen

Dear Howard,
I have a secret to share with you, but since you're not here right now I thought I'd torturer myself into giving up the secret on while you watch. Here are some of the steps I use in "my prison" to extract secrets from the young women prisoners.

1. I installed thumb cuffs at the foot and head boards of the new bed. These cuffs are attached to the bed by a long threaded rod and can be adjusted so that when you stretch out on the bed, your toes can just touch one pair and your thumbs can just touch the other. They look like an airplane propeller on a long rod sticking out of the head and foot boards. The rod goes though the boards and there is a big wing nut on the other side for length adjustment. I adjusted them for a female around 5'6"
2. I showered, shaved everywhere and am now totally naked and wearing on my rings on my clit, nipples and neck.
3. I attached your favourite ring gag to the prisoner with a newly added microphone that leads to the new toy (switch) taped to the strap.
4. The video camera recorded everything that happened on the bed.
5. At 12 pm the prisoner was locked in a tight leather eye and mouthless hood (the one with just two nose holes for breathing and then she had a leather collar locked then around the hood.
6. I spread her pussy lips and forcefully inserted a TENS dildo, fucking her a few times to tease her before lubing up her ass for the TENS butt plug. I connected the wires to the TENS box, crazy glued them in place and then using some rough bailing rope tied around the prisoners waist, I ran the loose end tightly between her legs and back to her waist rope, tying the dildos in place.
7. After placing her on the bed, with her ankles down near the thumb cuffs at the foot board. I pointed her toes and toe cuffed them and double locked the cuffs.
8. The TENS box near the bed was switched on and the prisoner started to receive shocks until she started loudly singing "do me baby one more time" into her ring gag to stop the shocks.
9. As the singing continued I lifted her arms over her head and tightly locked her thumbs into the cuffs protruding from the headboard.
10. Once bound, the torture began. The prisoner would be tortured like this for over six hours a day.

PRESS ANY KEY TO CONTINUE:

I pressed a key and then on the screen our bedroom came into view and just as the introduction explained, Carey had racked herself on our new bed. The thumb cuffs attached to her big toes and thumbs held her very still and stretched out. The clock on the wall was showing 5:45, it looked like she just might be able to scream for another 15 minutes. I watched in awe for the last minutes, she was sweating and clearly in pain, her voice was almost gone as the clock ticked to 6pm. Then the room went quiet.

I wondered how she would get the key to unlock the cuffs, when a voice said "in this prison the prisoner is expected to give up their secrets when asked or they will be tortured severely. For the next 6 hours I will use a reverse torture in order to make her say my name". A blond woman with her back to the camera and in very nice black lingerie and tall strappy heels walks out into the room with a 110 volt vibrating dido in her hand. The women straddles Carey and looks like she is consoling her while stroking and sucking her nipples, the women undoes the tight crouch rope and with no ceremony at all, removes the TENS dildo from Carey's pussy and replaces it with the vibrator, tying it tightly back in place. As I watch she removes the wires from my switch and takes the leads coming from the vibrator and reattaches them to my sound activated switch. After setting the wall timer for another 6 hours and TENS unit to slow fuck, I can see that if Carey keeps her mouth shut and doesn't let out the smallest peep she gets that vibrator humming away and her ass electronically fucked. With the vibrator doing its job I could see Carey struggling to keep quiet as she was now madly rubbing her thighs together.

As the first sigh of enjoyment came from Carey's gag, the vibrator went silent and counted a second to restart. The women backed out of the scene without showing her face saying only "I'll see you at midnight unless you TALK before".
Slowly crossing the screen was another message;

IN MY
PRISION SHE
WILL BE MADE TO TALK
AND SAY MY NAME OR PAY THE
CONSEQUENCES. CHECK IN TOMORROW
Don't try to email the prisoner as her will be a very tied up.

The next day I was still breathless and was maintaining a tent in my pants, from the amazing treatment she had endured, I had to know the secret. This time the button on the web site said "The answer to the secret awaits you dear"

When the video started to play, it was 5:34 the next day and there was Carey in strappy high heels and black lingerie straddling a woman's face. The other woman was hooded, collared, gagged, thumb and toe cuffed to our bed and wired with 2 TENS plugs as Carey was the previous day. The only difference was that Carey was severely cropping this women's dildoed pussy while berating her for making Carey TALK. Carey threatened to have the prisoner number tattooed on the women's pussy and was asking her if she needed this assistance (whipping) to stop, then all she had to do is say her own name. At least the pussy beating was helping the women to keep up the screaming and reduce the TENS shocks.

The screaming, shrieking and crying continued up to 6 pm as Carey prepared the vibrator and looked at the camera and said, "I didn't know that I'd give in so quickly (12hours) you may have to help me with this one when you get home. I will hold her in this prison for as long and as hard as you can take to get here. Please bring 3 new rings to mark your new prisoner with. Cum home soon honey, I miss you, it's been torture here without you."

Author’s Note: the reason for the getting the prisoner to give up the name is akin to get them to say “uncle”

Today is daylight savings day to roll back the clocks.  Another hour of sleep and a chance to finish editing my story, about a submissive woman who is abandoned by her previous master. Now she is looking for a master when she finds and ad for BDSM trip to the Caribbean.  The ending is emotional but needs work.