I won’t do it again," I said, hoping she would relent about whatever punishment she had in mind. "But Mistress, it wasn’t intentional…and I didn’t realize I was doing something wrong. "I’m going to make sure you are sorry," Mistress declared. "I’m sorry, Mistress," I said, contritely. Perhaps then you will ‘know’ and you will ‘realize’ what you are doing." "I see you must be taught a lesson, slave. "I’m sorry, Mistress…I didn’t know, Mistress…I didn’t realize what I was doing, Mistress…I…I…" Water from the shower was cascading over me, and my cock, covered with soapy lather, was pointed straight at her. I let go of my hard prick and stood there staring at her. "ARE YOU PLAYING WITH MY PHALLUS? YOU DON’T HAVE PERMISSION TO PLAY WITH THAT COCK! I’TS MINE, AND YOU DON’T PLAY WITH IT UNLESS I SAY YOU CAN!" Suddenly, I heard Mistress’s voice not three feet from me. With warm water running over my body, and my slick, hard cock in my hand, I relaxed, stroking it and loosing all consciousness of where I was and what I was doingor supposed to be doing. In spite of the fact that I’d had an orgasm just a little while ago, it began to get hard again. The warm lather felt so good, and it made me think about the exciting feeling of Mistress’s velvet cunt sliding up and down on it. As I was thinking about that, unconsciously, I held my cock in my hand and began to rub it. I thought about how much different I must look, with my head and body completely shaved, and with a collar locked around my neck and a steel ring around my cock and balls. What ever her name is, I thought, she is now Mistress Stella to meat least until I can find some way to get out of this rediculous situation I find myself in. Stella Smith’, if that’s what her name really is. As I continued to lather the rest of my body, I began to think about all that had taken place since I first was ushered into the office of ‘Ms. It felt very strange to feel only bare scalp there. "Yes, Mistress." As she left the room, I availed myself of the toilet, then removed my ankle and wrist strapsI could not remove my collar, because it was secured by the little padlockand turned on the shower. "No, you may not! I have told you previously, so far as you are concerned, there is no privacy here. "You will not close this door without my permission, Arch!" Mistress scolded. Immediately the door was opened behind me. "Yes, Mistress." I went directly to the bathroom, closing the door. I will be back for you in a little while."
There is work to be done, and your training must continue. "Now, slave Arch, it’s time for you to get yourself cleaned up. Sleeping on the bed would be so much more comfortable than on the thin pad in that cage. "Not unless we need to refresh your obedience training lessons, li’l one," she replied. "No more sleeping in the doggie cage, Mistress?" I asked. She told me that, provided I remained as obedient as I had been that day, I would not have to be a puppy dog any more, at least not for the present.
After I finished cleaning Mistress’ pussy from our delightful session on the big brass bed, she seemed very pleased with me.