Slave Teacher Jenni Ch. 05

Mistress tugged the leash and pointed to the toilet. I'd been so caught up in our activities that I had forgotten I needed to go to the bathroom. As I began to rise to get on the seat, Mistress told me not to pee until she gave me permission. First they taught me they control when I am allowed to orgasm. Now she was showing me they controlled my other bodily functions as well. Mistress stared at me as I sat on the toilet. I really needed to pee but she kept warning me not to do it. She told me this would be my home when I was in their house. I would find all the clothes I needed in the dresser and this bathroom was the only one I was to use. She explained that as a sub I wasn't good enough to use the upstairs bathrooms or showers. I'm sure she could see the stress on my face from trying to hold back my urine. Finally she told me to piss. My stream forcefully began and I felt relief. After I finished she asked if I had anything else to do and I declined. Although I'm sure I could have defecated, I wasn't ready emotionally to do that while she watched.

She had me pat dry my pussy, warning me not to attempt to sneak in some pleasure. I didn't bother to try, although I thought about it. She then had me wash my hands. I was allowed to walk the couple of feet back to my cage. I didn't hesitate when she pointed to it. I had to crawl into the cage because of its height. When I reached the cot I turned around. Mistress shut the door behind me and secured two bolts to hold it shut. Looking at the bolts I think I could open them if I needed to, but I was content to spend the night here. I just hoped the cot was at least passible in comfort.

"Try to get some sleep. Since it is your first night here, I'll leave your hands free. Don't stay up all night playing with yourself. Tomorrow is going to be a long day and you'll need your energy."

I said, "Yes, Mistress," and watched as she walked over to the dresser. There was a small lamp on the top that she turned on. It wasn't very bright.

"I'll leave you a nightlight on so you don't freak out if you wake up in the middle lf the night."

"Thank you, Mistress," I replied genuinely surprised that she would think that far into advance. I wondered if she had problems with a screaming sub in the cage before. She probably was right that if I woke up at 4am and rolled off the cot without thinking I was freak if I hit the cage wall. I crawled onto the cot. It wasn't a Beautyrest mattress, but it would do. Especially since I was exhausted.

"Oh, one more thing," she exclaimed while pulling open the top drawer of the dresser.

I watching as she walked back to the cage, her hand wrapped around something small.

"In case you can't sleep," she said as she put her hand on the top of the cage and dropped something through to me. Instinctively I caught it even before I realized it was a vibrating egg.

"Just twist it to turn it on. If you need to cum to fall asleep go ahead and masturbate. But only one more orgasm. You'll be having plenty tomorrow."

With that she turned to leave. She pulled a chain on the overhead light bulb turning it off. Just before she reached the door I called out, "Thank you Mistress for a wonderful day." I knew I wasn't supposed to talk without being spoken to first, but I couldn't help myself. It was from the heart. She turned and simply said, "Your welcome, pet. But get some sleep. You'll need it."

And like that she was gone. She shut the door and I heard her footsteps on the stairs. Then I heard a deadbolt shutting. It was amazingly loud and I realized that my new home was under the stairs. I held the egg in my hand. I thought about using it, but I was still sore from the forced orgasms they inflicted on me. I didn't need to cum again, but I felt like the opportunity she gave me shouldn't be wasted. But my exhausted body won out over my shredded libido and I shut my eyes instead. It didn't take me long to fall asleep. I had a dream that they never let me leave the basement. I had not told anybody I was here and aside from the UPS tracking number, there was nothing to tie me to them. My dream was vivid of me being their permanent sex slave trapped forever in the basement. They would bring food down, but I would never see the light of day. They would bring friends over to use me. Actually they were not friends but clients paying for my services. I woke up with my hand rubbing my pussy. Feeling how wet my pussy had become I wondered if I had came.

When my eyes fluttered open, the dim bulb of the light reminded me I was in a cage. I had no idea what time it was or how long it might be until they released me for my full day of submission. I tried to fall back asleep, but my body wouldn't allow it. My mind was racing too fast. Then I remembered the egg. I was on the cot next to my hip. I nice orgasm would sooth my mind, I figured, and let me fall back to sleep. I took both hands and twisted the two ends. It sprung to life, but not in the way I hoped. It was very weak.

Mistress must have known the batteries were almost dead when she gave it to me. It must have been a game she wanted to play. Why else would she have given me a near worthless toy? I pressed it against my clit anyway. It felt better than nothing, but really was just frustrating. Fortunately my hands were free to work my pussy old school. I let the batteries in the egg die while I finger fucked myself. Then I dropped the egg and started working my clit with my fingers. I slid the cot into the center of the cage so I could spread my legs and put a foot down on floor on either side. That gave my hands more room to work and soon I climaxed again. It wasn't as soul crushing as the orgasms provided by Master and Mistress, but since no orgasm is bad, I enjoyed it nonetheless. Sleep was less elusive after that.

My dreams, however, were no less vivid. Various scenes of me submitting, being punished and pleasured raced through my brain. They always ended with me waking up wet with and hand on my pussy stroking it. I then would take matters into my own hands and masturbate myself to orgasm. That would allow me to sleep again.

It happened 4 or 5 times that night. Eventually I woke and saw a faint light coming through a small window above the washing machine. I had not noticed it last night. Dawn must be breaking. I still felt worn out. My pussy was wet and my labia were puffy. I'd slept, but not well. I didn't know what time they planned to come for me so I figured I'd better not masturbate again. I had the urge to pee and poo, but that was out of the question as well until I was released. Well maybe I could pop the cage open and go to the bathroom returning before they woke. It must have been very early.

I fought that urge for a whole five minutes before figuring natures call should not be ignored. I got on my knees by the cage's gate. It was a simple latch from a dog cage. The upper latch was easy to slide my finger through, flip up and the use another finger to pull it sideways to open. The lower latch was a bit more of a challenge because of my position, but after an initial struggle I got it open.

Crawling out of the cage, I had to stretch my legs before anything was going to happen. I was stiff from being in the cage. Then I went into the bathroom. I felt normal for a moment as I relieved myself. Looking around the tiny, undecorated bathroom again reminded me of where I was and what I had agreed to, though. Surprisingly to me, it also began to arouse me. I had finished my necessary morning eliminations and took care to clean myself and wash my hands. My pussy was still demanding my attention. I gave it a quick rub, but it demanded more. Leaving the bathroom I went over to the dresser. I pulled open the drawer Mistress had retrieved the worthless egg from and was pleased to find a couple full size vibrators as well as some toys I wasn't sure what they were. I grabbed the biggest vibe. It was a rabbit. I'd never used one of those and I was eager to try it. I turned it on. Fortunately the batteries were fresh. I looked at it and noticed a series of ball bearings rotating inside of it. The "ear" part of the rabbit that goes over a woman's clit was vibrating as well. I felt my mouth drool with anticipation.

I wasted no time sliding it into my pussy. I needed no additional lubrication. It felt heavenly. Just the vibrations were enough to keep me happy. I didn't need to fuck myself as ferociously as I did. But I knew I was on a time budget and well, I was a happy and horny slut and I wanted to cum quickly. Within minutes I felt an orgasm building inside of me. It felt so much different than the quick hitting orgasms I'd had been tormented with the last 12 hours, give or take. This was my usual slow building, sure to be toe-curling kind of orgasm. Then I heard the deadbolt opening on basement door. I panicked. I pulled the vibe from my pussy. At least I had the forethought to turn it off before tossing it back into the drawer. I then scampered back into the cage with the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. My heart was pounding. I managed to secure the gate just as the door was opening. I dove back onto the cot. My breathing was fast and my skin was flushed. I'm sure I looked guilty as hell.