The DragonLady and the Cowboy - Chapter Two

The DragonLady was happily tripping down the back road in the gorgeous black Mustang. Her passenger, a well-built cowboy type, sat in the passenger seat. Well, not exactly, he was securely bound, gagged, and fucked in the laid-back seat. His arms now rested loosely over his head in the handcuffs instead of the agonized twisting and pulling he had done earlier. She was very satisfied with the way things were going. As she pulled into the garage and the automatic door was closing and locking behind the car, she thought on the plans she had made. She turned off the car, opened the door, and disappeared into the house.

The Cowboy had no way of knowing that this nice little house way back in the woods was on acres of private land and inaccessible to the public. It also had an extremely well stocked dungeon to play in, but he would find that out very soon. The DragonLady shortly returned with several items in her hands. She unlocked the passenger door and reached in to place the thick leather collar around his neck. She snapped a heavy link chain to it, connecting it to the leather band on her wrist. She went down to his feet and unsnapped the leg manacles from the bolt on the floor, but left them attached to each other with a short chain, giving him room to walk in short shuffles. At this point, the Cowboy was awake, having had a nice nap, although probably tortured by nightmares.

He lay there looking at the DragonLady with his deep brown eyes. She had a moment of pity for him, but only a moment. The thought of what lay ahead overcame any reservations she may have had. She untied the leather strap from his head and removed the ball gag. The Cowboy carefully moved his tongue around, trying to moisten his lips and mouth. He had no idea how long he had been sleeping, but felt it was several hours. His mouth was very dry. His voice came out as a croak, "water", he said. DragonLady gave him a large drink of cold water from a glass with a straw so he could drink while still reclining on the car seat.

She wanted him to be able to talk to her. He asked where he was. She proceeded to tell him, shattering all his hopes for rescue by nearby neighbors. They were at a very remote location, on private land, with no neighbors for miles around. No one else was there besides the 2 of them. (At least that's what she told him.) She told him there was only one way out of there and that was past her. She would only let him go when she was good and ready. He was there to serve her and to allow her to do anything to him that she pleased, and there was nothing he could do about it.

No one knew where he was, or even that he was missing. No one had seen them together. The perfect kidnapping. No hope. No rescue.

With his eyes big on her, she pulled out a leather ball cage/cock ring gadget. She grabbed his balls and shoved them into the harness. Immediately his cock started on its way up again. She quickly placed the tight cock ring at the base of his penis. He swelled up like a balloon. She connected a chain from his collar to the cock harness. Now any time she pulled on the collar chain, it would painfully pull on his swollen cock. That should keep him docile. She unlocked the rear seatbelt from around his handcuffs and pulled his arms down to his chest, well aware of the pain that it caused his stiff muscles. He wouldn't be able to do any resisting with those arms! She helped him sit up and swing his legs out of the car. She told him to stand up and he refused. She immediately pulled on his chain hard, and he hoarsely yelped like a kicked dog. He shakily rose to his feet and followed her, his Mistress. Now his lessons would begin in earnest.

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After the drink my captor gave me, and since my senses had fully returned, I wanted to know where I was. DragonLady explained to me that I was nowhere. There would be no help, no rescue, and that I was expected to do her bidding as a good slave. My male ego immediately stepped to the front of my mind's thoughts, letting me know it was time to react.

Almost as if she had read my mind, she pulled out a small harness. DragonLady grabbed my balls in her hand, I gasped and tensed my entire body. I couldn't help it as my captured manhood began to rise from her touch. She slid a ring down the entire shaft of my cock, causing it to swell immediately. A chain was fastened to my neck collar so that any pull by her would result in severe pain to my dick! Enough was enough! I was physically sore and now mentally fed-up. When the DragonLady ordered me out of the car, I decided to balk. She pulled hard on the leash, I yelled in extreme pain. I had no choice but to obey, I rose to my feet and followed. The pain had shot through the very roots of my balls and I forgot ego for the moment! I shuffled behind her, going where? I would be on the watch for any moment of weakness she had to try my escape. The fear of what lay ahead was great in my mind.

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The DragonLady led her humiliated captive through the house and to the basement door. Then she dragged him down into his own personal hell.

The steel door clanged shut behind them. The Cowboy looked quickly around him, trying to get his bearings. The air was slightly cool, but not uncomfortable. Three of the walls were mirrored from floor to ceiling. Even the ceiling had mirrors on most of it. The fourth wall had two doors, leading to unknown places. There were no windows, no obvious means of escape. This was well planned. His brief perusal of the room turned up several odd-looking tables and pieces of machinery. Ropes and chains hung from the ceiling and walls. Several large cabinets stood in one corner. Nothing that he saw made him feel any better.

The DragonLady led him over to one wall and made him sit down. She clipped a very short chain to his collar and to a bolt in the wall directly behind his neck. She then removed his chain from her wristband. She placed a wide leather belt around his waist, cinching it tightly and locking it to another bolt in the wall. His legs she stretched out in front of him and hooked the chain of his leg manacles to a bolt in the floor. She left his arms free for now except for the handcuffs. She searched in a cabinet for a moment and came back with a pair of scissors. She cut his shirt off him, and then his jeans and shorts, leaving him totally naked. Any time he protested, she gave his chain a vicious yank, sending waves of agony through his balls and cock.

By now he was sweating from the pain and from fright. The DragonLady knew that sooner or later he would learn his lesson and stop struggling. With the Cowboy sitting down, the chain between his collar and balls had some slack, so she reached down and shortened the chain until his balls were being pulled slightly upward as long as he was sitting straight up. She chuckled as she watched him try to shift his weight to get more comfortable. With his neck, waist, and ankles locked tight against the bolts, there was no comfortable position.

She brought a plate of sliced fruit over to him and left it beside him. A water bottle also appeared. She told him that he could eat and drink as much as he liked. He seemed surprised by this thoughtfulness. Even impeded by the handcuffs, he could reach the plate to eat. When he did so, though, he found that every movement pulled painfully on his engorged cock & balls. Now he would have to choose between hunger and pain. He knew that he could easily rip off the cock ring and ball harness, but with her standing right over him, he didn’t dare.

She watched him carefully until the pain overwhelmed him and he chose not to eat anymore. She took the plate away, but left the water bottle within reach. The Cowboy soon realized an intense pressure on his bladder and knew that he soon would have to pee. He spoke quietly to the DragonLady, asking her to let him use the bathroom. She said she would take care of it for him and approached him with an empty plastic cup. He looked at her in horror. She removed the cock ring and he almost passed out from relief. She then held the cup under the tip of his penis and poked him hard in the groin with a finger to force him to start his stream. His body automatically cooperated and the cup was filled. She then lifted the foaming cup to his lips. The Cowboy reflexively batted at her with his handcuffed arms and the cup went flying, spilling every drop. He looked at her with satisfaction. The DragonLady just gazed at him and gave a great sigh as if contemplating a naughty little boy. She walked up the stairs and turned out the light, the steel door clanging shut behind her with an ominous sound. The Cowboy was left alone, naked, restrained, hungry, scared, and in pain. As soon as she had left, he reached down and tore off the harness from his balls, but could not remove it from the chain. He massaged his abused parts and tried to prepare himself for the coming day.

The DragonLady went upstairs and took a long, lingering hot bath. She lay down on her silk sheets and masturbated herself to a furious orgasm. She contemplated her plans for the next day. It was time to start seriously training her Cowboy.

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As she began fastening me to the wall and floor, I quickly looked around the room for anything or anyway to eventually escape. I wondered about the two doors? I thought about grabbing the DragonLady, since my hands were free enough to do so, but the fear of the harness that pressurized my balls told me not yet! Had I known what was in store I might have tried.

The embarrassment became intense as the DragonLady cut all my clothes off, as I could do nothing without severe pain being administered. She then tightened the "torture harness" so that movement pained my balls and cock. There was a glimmer of hope when she brought fruit and water, but as I tried to reach for them, the agony shot through my body like needles. This brought amusement to my captor. Pain or not? I fought with the pain, bolting several pieces of the fruit, pausing after each one until I could stand to move again. After a few minutes I could stand it no more and quit eating. Damn, I was trying, but DragonLady was winning battle after battle. I asked her if I could use the bathroom, an innocent request. To my total surprise she humiliated my male ego greatly by roughly forcing me to piss in a plastic cup, just as though I was a caged zoo animal, poking and prodding to do her whim. Then came the end of the line.

DragonLady raised the foaming, hot pee to my lips-- I lost all control! I batted the cup flying, screaming in pain as the body jerks tore at the roots of my stretched testicles. I looked up at her through the pain and humiliation and wondered what she would do. She was unimpressed and walked upstairs. She turned out the lights, locked the big steel door, leaving me in total darkness in the black hell that I had come to be in. I paused only a moment before fumbling with the ball harness and finally removing it. As time passed, I began to total up the humiliation damages and began to fear what lie ahead. If I could just get loose; but how?

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