I could hear footsteps on the wooden steps, and I smiled when I saw my gorgeous Mistress unlocking the steel door of the cage. "Out slave we have a few things to discuss." She took a hold of my leash and led me up the stairs to the living room. She sat on the end of a long sofa, and made me her foot stool, while I was on my hands and knees.

"I've been talking to Mike and Misty. We were wrong about something. Mike does not own you, Misty does, and it's up to her if she wants to sell you to me. But since she's a dear friend of mine, she might sell you to me at a discount. On the other hand, she might be keeping you in reserve in case Marcus doesn't work out. Mike has been renting you, but it would free up some cash for him if I were to take you off his hands. So we'll see how things work out.

By the way I am thrilled to hear about the wedding. I knew there was something about their relationship that is special, which is why he punishes her whenever she goes her own way, like she's done so often.

Now slave, we must test your limits; Misty has filled me in on your hard limits, and I will respect them." She led me on all fours down a long carpeted hallway. Opening the door at the end, she ushered me in. What I saw was astounding. All over the hardwood flooring, domination equipment prevailed. Whips, paddles, clamps, different lengths of rope, canes, dildos, butt-plugs and sadistic devices were arrayed. She ordered me to stand under two metal chains, to which she cuffed both of my wrists. Yanking my panties down my legs and off, she sneered at my chastity device. Unzipping her pants pocket and extracting the key, she smiled as she unlocked the device and tossed it across the room. Leering at my now naked cock, she teased me with her finger. "For a short guy, you have one hell of a dick slave!"

"Thank you Mistress."

"But we need to see much pain you can take slave; it will go along way determining if I want to buy you, slave."

"Yes Mistress."

Out of her pocket she also extracted a set of nipple clamps that were attached by a chain. When she attached them to my nipples one at a time, I breathed in heavily and let the air out slowly, and cringed. She then attached a weight to the center of the chain, dragging my nipples downward, which had me cringing and yelping. To add to my discomfort she put two more clamps on my ball sac, which really had me writhing. While doing that she shoved a dildo in my mouth. "Get it nice and wet slave; it'll be to your benefit. Soaked with my saliva, she rammed it it straight up my ass.

She then walked around my suspended body and teased me with a finger with a snicker, "Do you still want to be my slave?"

Enduring the unmerciful suffering I managed a "Yes Mistress."