17: Rules 1, 2 & 3

Mark could still feel the pleasure from the vibrator. It was a very different feeling from what he was used to.

With his dick locked in a small cage, he couldn't help but struggle to release it free as it tried to grow inside. When the anal plug kept poking more and more intensely, he couldn't help but cum, unaware of the shameful moaning he was making. With his panties hanging on his ankle and his shaking legs raised, he sat on the trial room floor on his back, exposing his plugged and caged ass to Sarah as he came. If Sarah hadn't slapped him, he would've continued to stay dazed in that strong sense of pleasure.

Unable to walk properly on heels anymore, Mark begged Sarah to take a cab back. But, sitting on the soft cushion of the car seat just made him even more conscious of the anal plug and cage. Even without the plug vibrating, it was poking at places it shouldn't. Even his dick still remained just as sensitive. Just the rubbing of his thighs, kept him on edge. He wanted to lift his skirt and touch his dick badly.

Not wanting to masturbate in a public place again, Mark slowly opened his legs wide and shifted his butt forward, trying to relax and push away all the immoral thoughts. But recalling the conversation between Sarah and the store clerk made him even more frightened.

Trying to soften up to Sarah, he spoke politely not realising he was still talking in a higher pitch. "Sarah, don't you think the... um...the cage and the plug is bit too much. I promise to not talk back at you. I swear. So, um, could I please take it out?" Mark pleaded.

"Baby, if you hadn't acted so rudely earlier, it wouldn't have come to this. You know that right? So, for now, both of them will stay on." Sarah replied carressing Mark's cheek playfully. Seeing the cute and vu!lnerable expression on his face, Sarah couldn't help but come closer, kissing him on his lips before breaking it immediately, realising he was still her former bully.

Letting her hand drift from his cheek to his bra, she started groping his breast."...Atleast, until I am convinced you can act politely without it... So, be a good girl and you will have nothing to worry about. Oh and if you take it off without my permission, your punishment is just going to get worse. Understood?" Sarah demanded.

"Yes.. But I have been a good...ge.. girl.. the entire day.. So, can you please remove it?" Mark asked meekly.

"Really? Do good girls open their legs for others to see?" Sarsh whispered still gropping his right breast.

"What? Others?" Mark asked looking from side to side only to soon stop. Looking at the rear view mirror, he could see the driver catching glances at his stocking covered legs and everything in between. Closing his legs tightly, Mark blushed.

"Don't worry, I will be personally teaching you how to act like the good girl that you want to be," Sarah whispered softly, biting his ear gently.

"Ye-yes, Mark wailed unable to do anything while Sarah continued to caress and pinch his nipple.

Mark couldn't help but start thinking of ways to get away from Sarah's hold as soon as possible. Never in his life had he ever felt such humiliation. If it was a few weeks back, the other person would've been on the floor grovelling by now.

Reaching out to his family was no longer a viable option as his mother would find out about it the very next moment. Given her temperament, Mark was convinced that she would throw him out of the house if he called his usual thugs to take care of Sarah. And by extension his friends as well. He was sure Kate was already monitoring them. He felt truly alone being left deprived of his friends and family's power and influence.

It was only when they finally reached the apartment, did Mark feel rekindled with hope. On the doorstep lay the package from Kate. It was the protein powder and gym details he had asked for earlier.

After taking the weird d!rug from Amy, he had lost a lot of muscle, becoming weak. Everything started from there. As he was still disgusted about the idea of drinking semen to counteract the d!rug, working out at the gym seemed like a effective solution to build up his lost masculinity.

Seeing Mark excited over the protein powder made Sarah rethink her plans for him. There was no way she would let him go back to his old ways.

As the evening approached and all their previous purschased arrived, Sarah prepared a feast for dinner filled with items rich in dairy, chicken, sea food, nuts - all ingredients that could promote fat and breast development for a healthy young woman. While Mark was initially apprehensive towards the kind gesture from Sarah, he ended up giving into the taste, finishing everything.

As dinner was finally over, Sarah dragged Mark back to the bedroom, stripping him down to his lingerie.

"Mia, we are gonna have a few house rules." Sarah spoke in a serious tone, throwing a pink babydoll night gown. "First, before sleeping you must be either in full lingerie or in a nightgown. Second, you will continue to wear stilettos. When you are going to the gym you can borrow my gym shoes, but everywhere else you must continue to wear that, understood? "

"Yes..."Mark replied annoyed. Taking the pink gown from the floor, he put it over his head, uncaring. As he saw his reflection in the mirror he felt more embarrassed than annoyed. The gown practically only covered his breasts, from which point it split to reveal his smooth navel and panties. He could feel the cage starting to tighten once again.

"Admiring yourself, Mia?"

"Why are you calling me that now? It's only just us now."

"What? do you prefer to be called baby dick then?"

"No.. " Mark whimpered.

"Then that's that. Oh and rule number 3, when we are at home, you have to continue to talk in higher pitch, like a good girl. "

"How many rules are there?!" Mark asked impatient, accidently raising his voice."Sorry, I mean.. "

"It's okay. Anytime you break any of those rules.." Sarah trailed off searching for a stick from one of the bags. Taking a leather paddle out, she continued,"Mia, come here and lie on my lap." Sarah knew she had to beat it into him that defying her was not tolerated.

"wait, what? " Mark hesitated seeing the paddle raised by Sarah.

"Its 10 spanking now. If you ask one more time, it will be 20.." Sarah answered in an imposing tone.

Accepting his fate, Mark slowly climbed on to top of Sarah's lap. Lowering his panties to his knees, Sarah struck the first blow, slapping hard against his ass cheeks.

"Anytime you either question me or break the rules, this will be your punishment. Understood, Mia?"

Mark noded his head while making muffled noises. By the time she was done with the 10th slap, his ass cheeks were red and burning. Checking the mirror, he could see his entire ass red except a small area that read "SLUT". It was only then he noticed that the paddle she had used had the letters cut out. Whimpering in his misery, Mark dropped on the bed exposing his still bare ass, wanting to sleep and escape.