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what hatched!

She went to throw on a short silk robe, and in the meantime I was already wearing shoes. In her eyes, in her lips and in all movements, so much eroticism was read that once again I felt a warm tide in the lower abdomen. And the realization that this erotic is inaccessible to me made my fingers tremble.

“And yet, I don’t know how cunning you are and whether, for example, you could bury some money for yourself somewhere in a neutral place.” Therefore, now, downstairs waiting for a man who fastens an electronic bracelet on you. The bracelet is unremovable and thanks to him I will report on your every step. So do not joke, any of your suspicious behavior will entail a complete rupture of all our relations.

- I you ... n ... n-understand. And what should I live for?

- I will give you a plastic card the other day. It will set a limit of ten thousand rubles. Every month you will receive a dozen. Over the fault limit will be narrowed. And so - to zero.

- And to ... to-how is the contract? You promised...

- Get a contract with the card! Everything, move, I already spent too much time on you.

She pushed me over the threshold.

Late evening and spring dampness were waiting for me on the street. And I also waited for a stern man in a stylish coat, who in a military way ordered me to lift up my trouser leg and put a tracking device on my leg. After that, I for some reason asked what I should do now, and he handed me the keys to the new apartment, a slip with the address and said: “Get lost!”

And I wandered, not daring to look at the address sheet. Then I remembered that my behavior should not seem suspicious, and under the light of the lanterns, I figured roughly where to go. It is not even surprising that the address indicated a distant and not the most prosperous area of ​​this huge city.

The testicles ached with dull pain: Dominika never let me finish. Getting acquainted with the new and strange state of humiliation, I began my long journey to the outskirts.

***

Arriving in the room and looking around the poor interior, I began to cry. Reveled avidly. Clenched fists and teeth. He fell to the floor and rolled on the lined linoleum. Where is the wild excitement that I have long dreamed of? Where are the exciting feelings? Where is everyone ?! It turns out that it was self-deception! The testicles continued to whine a little, in tears I undertook to masturbate, but there was no erection. She was not at all! That is, even lethargic. Masturbating such a member was impossible. I cried even harder.

Later, I realize that it was in these tears and this pain that was the most important masochistic pleasure.

In the morning I woke up on the floor. In the sunlight, the interior of a small dorm room slashed over my eyes. All the furniture here, as if it was found in the garbage. Rusty faucets, faded wallpaper and peeling plaster shocked my perception, in contrast to the luxury in which I swam all my life. Nevertheless, I tried not to lose heart, but to seek positive aspects of my new practice.

***

Slowly the days passed. The courier brought me a bank card and the promised contract. The contract was simple, it only spoke about my prohibitions and obligations. All points were quite humiliating for a free man. The first was a point that completely forbade me any contact with all my friends and girlfriends. Below was a clarification that any suspicion of communicating with anyone was punishable by instant card blocking.

The ban to leave this room for more than 1 hour a day was punished with a 50% reduction in the account balance, and a double violation deprived me of money a month in advance.

Failure to comply with any orders of an economic person (Dominica) was punishable by breaking all relationships and evicting me from this home! There was a clarification that any question I asked to an economic person can also be regarded as “non-compliance with the order”. "The failure to comply with the order" was considered even a phone call that I had missed. This is already a serious game ...or not a game at all.

I could not imagine such harsh conditions. In fact, I had to sit in these walls, with no one to communicate and obey her orders.

Below was her signature and seal. Below, under the phrase "subject subject" I had to subscribe. After reading to the end, I was excited and finished abundantly.

***

I realized how immensely powerful money is when I lose it completely. In those days, I would love to roll for five days to some resort, taking with me a girl from a modeling agency. But now I can visit resorts only in memories. I also missed the steering wheel badly. In my underground garage there are two new BMWs, Audi and a couple of American SUVs. Perhaps someone else is driving them now ...

Spring was rampaging outside the window, but it was hard for me. Pleasure is a pleasure, but I had no idea that living with practically nothing in my pocket would be so difficult. But there was nowhere to go, and I tried to integrate into the new rhythm, making these uncomfortable conditions acceptable for life.

Dominika did not appear in my life for two months, although I don’t know why, I felt her presence all the time. For all these days there was not a moment when I did not think about it. Even in my dreams I was kneeling before her. This woman completely invaded my life, and I didn’t even know if I was happy or sad, the feelings were mixed.

Meanwhile, I was still waiting for the arrival of the true happiness that I was going to receive from this whole adventure. But there was nothing but the realization that I was a complete sucker. Now you can shout, rage, knock your fist on the wall - it will not change anything. At my disposal only a card that was replenished once a month with ten thousand rubles and a dorm room in which I live on bird's rights.

One day, Dominica, and I connected this moment with the transfer of all my property to her, I began to play seriously. She called and said that now I will live under full house arrest. That is, it is generally forbidden for me to leave the room, and the courier will bring everything you need.

I forgot to say that there was no computer in the room, not even a TV. There were only a few battered books that I reread with great pleasure. (As a result, he learned to write at least a little.) But soon Dominic went to even more sophisticated, hiring a team of porters who took all the pathetic furniture and even those books. I roared like a child and could not do anything. That same evening, Dominica called and mockingly asked how I was doing there. I answered in a timid and stuttering voice that everything was in order. She asked if everything was fine with me, and I did not dare to find another answer except - yes. She put the phone down, and I thought it would only get worse.

And so it happened!

One morning, two people arrived and installed video surveillance in the room. At that moment I finally lost my right to privacy. Psychologically, constant video control was the most difficult test for me. The cold gaze of a video camera lens seemed to look into my soul. Even my handjob came under control - the only pleasure I had left!

Ah, if I knew that this woman would be so cruel.

Be that as it may, Dominica gave me even more than I wanted. I wanted financial control, humiliation, and received: tears, fear, shame, strict limits, total control, and a greater threat of real personal destruction. Admittedly, she worked masterfully.

***

Gone are the first days of summer, and meanwhile I went crazy. According to Dominica, I led a wrong lifestyle, for which I was punished with a fifty percent (!) Decrease in transfers. Attempting to explain that sitting around the clock in an empty apartment, where there is nothing but bare walls, cannot contribute to any other way of life, turned to me another twenty percent decline. In addition to this, she ordered two hours a day to kneel directly in front of the camera. At the same time, I had to be naked, my hands should be turned behind my back and look strictly at the lens.

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