A sharp knock at the door jars me from my work on the laptop. I look at the clock, 9:03am. Who would be knocking at my door at this time of the morning I think to myself. I walk slowly over and the door creaks slightly as I open it to peek through to see who is there. The door is suddenly pushed open and I am slammed to the wall behind me knocking the wind from my lungs. Dazed I look up to see the door slamming shut and a hand wrapping itself around my throat. I gasp for air as I am hoisted to me feet and my vision clears finally to see you standing there. I cast my eyes down as much as I can to see what you are wearing, a black lace covered corset is all I can see barely covering your breasts as they try and make a break for freedom. I can feel my vision clouding as you keep you grip on my throat until you see me starting to pass out and you release me suddenly and I collapse to the floor. I lay there in a crumpled heap and look up to see you walking into the living room, a flowing black skirt and knee high boots can just be made out.
'Get in here now!' you shout at me and I start to crawl my way into the living room, no strength to walk left in my body.
I make it into the middle of the room and I kneel just behind you my breath slowly returning to normal. You throw your coat onto the chair across the room and turn to face me. I look up to make you all in and suddenly you strike me across the face.
'Did I fucking say you could look upon me bitch?'
I lower my head and softly say 'No miss...'
'What? I didn't fucking hear you.'
'No miss!' I say in a much louder voice.
You grab my hair and pull me up until I am just about standing.
'Get rid of your clothes you pathetic little boy, let me see that laughable little cock of yours!' I quickly remove my clothes, what little energy draining from my body. I stumble slightly as I remove my boxers and I stand finally naked my head lowered awaiting your command. I hear you laugh as you grab my still flaccid cock.
'You call that a cock? It's so tiny I could swallow all of it and your balls in one mouthful.' You grip and pull on my balls causing me to cry in pain. 'We are going to see if there is anything we can do with this aren't we?'
You release your grip and I fall to my knees, my balls throbbing from your torture.