Hell No. Never Surrender.

The fiery hatred in your heart burns a path through the fog of your mind, leaving you with the moment’s worth of mental acuity necessary to assert control.

Gritting your teeth, you grin up at her with devious intent. Consequences be damned! You decide to tell this seductress how you really feel.

“A-apologize? To a bitch like you? If this is hell, it’ll freeze over before that ever happens. **** me, starve me, kill me. It won’t change a damn thing. I won’t submit. Not ever. So eat shit, and go fuck yourself!”

You stare wide-eyed up at her, panting like a ravening, half-mad dog.

She simply stares at you with a mix of disappointment and patience, like a caring parent deciding how to discipline their petulant child. There is no anger in her voice when she addresses you, crouching down as she does to meet you at eye level.

She takes your left hand in hers. “I know this is a painful process. I know that you are still learning to cope with the shame and indignity of what you really are. But that doesn’t excuse rudeness.

She shakes her head and frowns. “What you did just now? That little outburst? That was wildly uncalled for. You need to know that that sort of behavior won’t fly here.”

Who the fuck does she think she is? Does she think that you actually care about her stupid rules? As you concoct a clever quip, she begins fishing through her black satchel and pulls out a gag with a large O-shaped ring attached to it.

“What are you doing? Stop! Stop!” You try to shake off her maneuvering, but to no avail. She easily straps the gag to your face, forcing the large O-shaped metal object into your mouth. The gag coerces your mouth wide open, and struggle as you might, you find yourself no longer able to speak.

“I fear that I have done you a great disservice in my attempt to ease you into your new life. The lesson plan usually works, but every so often I get a naughty boy like you who needs a firmer hand. That’s alright. I’ll correct that mistake today.”

She snaps her firm fingers in the air, and the two armored guards positioned on either end of the cell door begin to doff their heavy equipment.

“I want to help you learn, so I won’t let your rudeness get in the way of that.” She rummages around her black satchel once more and pulls out a cock chastity cage, eyeing you with a suggestive smile.

With a determined expression, she struts behind you and inspects your semi-erect equipment. She lightly brushes your unimpressive pecker with the tips of her fingers, blowing cool air on it in the process. You feel yourself unwillingly growing aroused by her ministrations.

She squeezes your balls painfully. “Uh uh uh…naughty slaves like yourself aren’t permitted to cum.”

She smirks thoughtfully to herself as she begins fastening the chastity cage to your deflated cock. “Since you aren’t permitted to cum, I can’t see any reason why you should get hard either. We’ll keep this nice and tight for the foreseeable future.”

You grunt in discomfort and frustration as she forcefully locks your cock up with a disturbing *click*. At this point, you can see that the now unarmored guards are obviously female. They possess a demonic countenance not unlike their master, with horns sprouting from their sanguine-skinned attractive visage. Their chests are both rather busty--a mark, perhaps, of demonkind. And as they remove their smallclothes entirely, you see that they are each sporting a sizable cock as well. You wonder idly to yourself if all the females in this realm have dicks, and if so, how do they reproduce?

Your biological curiosity is pushed out of focus, however, as the Mistress once more walks into view and addresses you.

“This punishment is going to seem harsh, but trust me, in the end…you will thank me. You will thank me for removing your inhibitions, and stripping you of your false notions of freedom.” The Mistress moves a few feet to the side.

One of the voluptuous, naked guards makes her way behind you and grabs a fistful of your entrapped ass. The other positions herself in front of you, stroking their prodigious phallus mere inches from your face. Your eyes go wide in horror at the realization of what is about to take place.

“You will thank me in the end…because both your mind and your body will belong to me. You will submit. No matter how hard you fight it. And I will be here for every moment of that beautiful transition.”