I've been thinking a lot lately, about having my fantasy forfilled. If anyone thinks that they would enjoy it,  please let me know. M

Just a prison fantasy.....  I have been sentenced to serve 24 hours imprisonment, and now I am waiting for my Mistress/Jailer to let me know when that sentence will begin.                                 The phone rings about midnight and a womans voice on the other end asks "is this Mark", I answer Yes. She says this is Mistress X and I have decided to be your jailer, give me your address and make any final preperations you need as your sentence will start when I arrive. As the jail area is always kept in a state of rediness, I need only to get dressed and clean up a little. She arrives a little while later and as soon as the door is closed she tells me to show her the area where I am to be imprisoned. She tells me there is a fee for her services, and I pay her immediately. When she sees the shackles on the floor she immediately tells me to undress and starts applying the chains. The shackles are all connected, starting with a collar that locks behind the neck. A short  chain then runs down from the front of the collar to a set of wrist shackles, then another longer chain and another set of ankle shackles. Finally there is a chain secured to the floor and she attaches my ankle chain to that. I am now completely at her mercy. She tells me to get on the floor, on my hands and knees. She says in addition to my imprisonment she is required to give me a minimum of 50 lashes any time she visits me during my jail time. Also there are rules I must follow. Any violation of these rules results in additional lashes. The 1st rule is that i never speak unless I am told to or asked a question. The 2nd rule is that whenever she is present I am required to be on my hands and knees. Also while in this position, I must keep my eyes down, only allowed to look at her feet. My punishment that night was done with a 3 inch leather strap with a wooden handle. She told me she was done for the night and would now get me some water as that was all I was allowed until she returned the next day. I could not help but turn my head to watch her leave the room, and as I did she turned around and caught me looking at her. "What did I just tell you about your eyes" she yelled. I was afraid to answer her, so I stayed silent. "That was a question, she yelled again". So I answered "To keep my eyes down at all time". "Your Pathetic" she said "Two rules and you broke them both in 10 minutes". She was mad. Ten strokes for each rule violation. These were hard strokes, much harder than the first 50. When she left this time I made sure I didn't look up. When she reterned, she through a bottle of water on the floor and said, "I'll be back sometime tomorrow". Then she turned off the lights and shut the door. My knees were killing me by this time and I fell over on my side and tried to rub my ass, but with my wrists cuffed in front of me, I couldn't reach it. Between the shackles and all the things going through my head i hardly slept a wink that night. I kept thinking, what if she doesn't return, what if she gets in a car accident, did she lock herself out? The only things I can reach are 2 blankets, a 5 gallon bucket with a lid for bathroom use and a roll of toilet paper. Thankfully, the next day she did return. I remembered to be on my knees when she opened the door. She stared at me for a minute not saying anything no "good morning", nothing. I heard her looking through her bag and then standing next to me she orders "open your mouth", suddenly and forcefully she inserts a ball gag in my mouth and buckles it tightly behind my neck. "Sleep well?" she says. I nod and try to reply "yes mistress", but I can't speak. "Do you have my fee" she asks, I nod yes and point to the shelf where my pants and my wallet are. She throws the wallet at the floor near my hands, and I get out the required amount. She takes both the money and the wallet and says nothing. Suddenly I hear a loud whap and the sting of a whip, a cat-o-nine, i think. Forty nine lashes later she abruptly walks out of the room, again saying nothing. When she returns she throws two slices of bread and a bottle of water on the floor. "Enjoy you breakfast" she says with a laugh. "Oh, when you pointed to your wallet, you hands came off the floor, Thats a rule violation, 20 lashes". Again these seem much harder than the other fifty. She says "I have another rule for you, Except for using the toilet bucket, there is no sitting or laying down, during the day. But since I'm not here to keep an eye on you, I'll have to make sure you don't". She tells me to move the bucket to a spot where there is a chain hanging from the ceiling. "SIT" she yells. Then she grabs another padlock and locks the chain to the padlock on the back of my neck collar, adjusting it so I can sit on the bucket, but it is just short enough to be quite uncomfortable. Standing is the only alternative. Then she removes the ball gag and kicks the bread and water so that I can reach them. Just as I'm picking up the bread, she turns out the light, Says "I'll be back tonight" and closes the door and leaves. I don't know how long it was before she again returned that evening but it felt like it would never end. Standing there naked, except for my chains , I was glad I had turned the heat up before I started the session. Now, even though the collar started to choke me when i sat, I had to rest a couple of times. In fact, I was sitting when I heard a car pull up and the front door open. I stood up immediately. She walked in, stood right in front of me, looked at my neck, and slapped my face hard. "YOU BASTARD YOU WERE SITTING DOWN, WEREN"T YOU?" "Yes Mistress" I replied. She slapped me again. "HOW MANY TIMES DID YOU SIT DOWN" she Yelled. "Two or three" I replied. "THATS A LIE ISN'T IT, HOW MANY TIMES" she screamed. "Five or six" I said, "I don't remember". "IT WAS PROBABLY AT LEAST TEN THEN, RIGHT?" I was scared, so I said yes. "Do you have my fee?" she asked. "Yes Mistress, in my wallet", She handed it to me and I got out here usual fee. She looked at it, then at me and replied "I have a lot more work to do tonight than we agreed on in the beginning. Don't you think I deserve a little extra?" "Yes" I answered. I handed her some more, and seeing I still had some money left in my wallet, she replied. "Our agreement was for 24 of captivity, with 3 punishment sessions, but we never discussed your release fee." She was stareing at me without even a hint of a smile, so I just took the rest of my money and handed it to her. "Is that enough?" I asked. "It might be if you don't break any more rules tonight."