An M's Self-Narration

I
slowly awoke…
A damp smell assaulted my nostrils; I felt completely naked and cold. This damp, chilly feeling reminded me of the basement where we used to store things as children.
I tried to move my limbs, only to find them firmly bound by perfectly long chains, unable to budge an inch… A metallic chill emanated from beneath me; it seemed… to be an iron bed? Even my mouth was taped shut with thick duct tape, the pungent smell of which filled my nostrils. The only part of my body I could move was my head. Everything was
pitch black… Where was I?
A “thump, thump, thump” was the sound of leather shoes striking the concrete floor, echoing loudly in the empty room. Someone was coming?
The person seemed to be approaching, though I couldn't see them, I could feel a powerful pressure, getting closer and closer…
Suddenly, the person stopped.
“The kitten's awake?” A familiar voice—it was my owner. I relaxed instantly. But as my mind relaxed, the pain in my body intensified. Then I remembered that today was the second day my master had imprisoned me, and last night I had already experienced my first "training," so exhausted that I fell asleep as soon as my master left.
Last night…

Beijing time 21:40
“Dear passengers, this flight is about to land at Shanghai Hongqiao International Airport. Please stow your tray tables, straighten your seat backs, pull up your window shades, and turn off your mobile devices. Please do not unfasten your seatbelts before the aircraft comes to a complete stop
. Thank you for your cooperation.” Before turning off my device, I glanced at the time; I would see my master in half an hour. I felt a little nervous, but mostly excited. Twenty minutes later, the plane came to a smooth stop. I composed myself, grabbed my luggage, and disembarked as quickly as I could, running all the way until I finally saw my master.
I ran over and jumped into his arms, looking up at him. “Master, I missed you so much.” He smiled, ruffled my hair, took my hand, and led me to the parking lot.
“Did you keep a vibrator in your pocket the whole way?” I nodded and said, “I’m already overflowing with cum.” Then my master gently lifted my skirt and reached for my private parts. The moment my owner touched my underwear, I couldn't help but tremble and let out a soft "Mmm...". My owner laughed, "The kitten is so sensitive," then paused and added, "Your underwear is so wet, it's really inappropriate." My face flushed, and I buried my head in my owner's arm, rubbing against him like a kitten.

The car started and soon arrived at an old building. I followed my owner out of the car and into a basement. Although it was summer, the basement was still cool, giving me goosebumps. Looking around, the basement, though a bit damp and cold, was spacious and fully equipped. The most eye-catching thing was an iron bed in the center of the room and various training tools hanging on an iron rack not far away.
"Kitty, this is your room from now on. You are not allowed to wander around without your owner's permission. I will bring you three meals a day here, understand?" I nodded, "Kitty understands."
"Now go take off your clothes," my owner said. I obediently walked to the clothes rack in the corner, took off my skirt, and hung it up.
"Alright, crawl over here now. The kitten only has half a minute." I hesitated for a moment, then imitated what I had seen in videos before, kneeling on the ground, palms on the ground, crawling step by step towards my owner. The ground was cement, very cold, but thankfully smooth enough not to chafe my knees.
I finally crawled to my owner, only to find that she was holding a whip... I seemed to have a premonition of what was about to happen and couldn't help but flinch. "The kitten is ten seconds over the time limit. The owner is going to punish you. Turn around and face the owner with your butt."
I had no choice but to turn around and try to stick my butt out. "Sit your waist down," the owner's voice was cold. Then a whip landed on my butt. It hurt so much that I cried out, but an indescribable pleasure slowly took over my body, making my lower body even wetter. The vibrator that had been inserted since the beginning was still vibrating, and with the owner's whipping, I actually felt like I was about to orgasm, so I quickly reported to the owner: "Master, the kitten... seems... to be about to orgasm." Unexpectedly, the owner took the vibrator out.
The vibration inside me suddenly stopped, leaving me hovering on the edge of orgasm without satisfaction. I couldn't help but wriggle my hips. "Master, the kitten wants an orgasm." The master hummed softly, "I'll give the kitten an orgasm, but not now." I deflated upon hearing this, pouting and lying on the ground.
Then, the master pulled my hair to make me sit up and placed the vibrator in front of me: "Kitten, look how horny you are. The vibrator is covered in your juices. Lick it clean." So I held the vibrator in both hands and licked the juices off it bit by bit, my mouth filled with the taste of juices. The master asked, "Does the kitten's juices taste good?" I nodded, "Yes, they're salty." The master nodded in satisfaction, put a collar on me, and led me to the iron bed in the middle of the room.
I followed the master's instructions and lay down on the iron bed. The moment my skin touched the bed, a cold feeling spread throughout my body. I couldn't help but shiver and said to the master, "Master, this iron bed is so cold. Can you put a sheet on the kitten?" The master shook his head, and I had no choice but to lie down and gradually get used to the cold feeling.
Next, my owner chained all four of my limbs to the bed, arranging me in a spread-eagle position, my genitals completely exposed. While securing my legs, my owner glanced up and asked, "Why is your pussy so wet? Are you a slut?" I replied, "Yes, master, I'm a sexually frustrated little slut." Insulted by my owner's words, I became even more excited, my genitals constantly leaking fluid.
After securing my limbs, my owner took a roll of tape and tightly sealed my mouth shut, then blindfolded me. This scene reminded me of the sensory deprivation experiments I studied in my freshman year of college, and I secretly laughed at myself for thinking about that at a time like this.
With my eyes covered, my ears gradually became more sensitive. I heard my owner approaching me with a buzzing object, probably a vibrator. "Does the kitten know what this is?" Unable to speak with my mouth covered, I could only nod. My owner patted my head, then began to secure the vibrator to my genitals with rope, and put the vibrating egg that had just been removed back in.
The moment the vibrator was turned on, pleasure surged immediately. I couldn't help but try to curl my legs up to resist the intense sensation, but my legs were completely bound and I couldn't move.
The vibrator pressed tightly against my clitoris through my underwear, but the pleasure wasn't diminished at all by the underwear; I could feel my juices uncontrollably flowing down the vibrator. I thought my underwear must be soaked through.
Due to long periods of abstinence, after the vibrator had been vibrating for three to five minutes, my first orgasm arrived as expected. I felt my genitals getting increasingly itchy, my breathing becoming more rapid, and my heart racing, but my mouth was covered so I couldn't scream, so I could only hum through my nose. The moment the orgasm came, my mind went blank, and my body trembled uncontrollably. My owner saw that I had already orgasmed and said, "Little kitten, you orgasmed so quickly, so horny." Before my owner finished speaking, my second orgasm arrived. My legs were straight, but I couldn't find anything to put weight on my feet, so I could only kick a couple of times.
I was already exhausted after only two orgasms, but my master didn't seem to intend to remove the vibrator; he simply took the vibrating egg out of my vagina again. The moment the egg was removed, gushes of fluid gushed out, and I could feel the warm liquid flowing from my vaginal opening. Just thinking about it made me feel lewd.

I shook my head, pulling my thoughts back. My vagina, which had orgasmed five times last night, was numb, but I still craved my master's penetration. I wondered if he would penetrate me today? I think I've fallen in love with this feeling of being imprisoned and forced…

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