The Lyon’s Den Pt. 04

Literotic asexstories – The Lyon’s Den Pt. 04 by Littlelamb54,Littlelamb54
As I got to the door I heard Ms. Lyon’s voice, “The alarm’s off, and the front doors unlocked. Be a good little slut for me!”

“Yes ma’am!” I said unsure of if she could hear me, but absolutely not being willing to risk it. I moved all of the laundry into the foyer. Now I just had to find the laundry room. Looking around I was stunned by how incredible this place was. Art covered the walls. Decorations were everywhere, this felt like a true mansion, not some cold show house.

Turning to my right I saw the stairs and assumed downstairs was the best place to start. Room after room, theatre room, game room, bedrooms. Then at the end of the hall there were two doors, I grabbed the one on the right hand side but it was locked. The room on the left was mercifully the laundry room! I started with Catherine’s laundry first. Making sure to thoroughly sort all of her clothing. Getting the first load going, I realized that the worst part was going to be the waiting.

I obediently sat in the laundry room for a few cycles. The obedience that Ms. Lyon had already instilled in me was incredible. After getting Catherine’s laundry done, I started on Ms. Lyon’s. It took all of my self control to not, as Catherine said, do anything fucking pervy. I absolutely would have if not for this damn cage!

Unsure if it was the boredom or the now tightening cage, but I was brave enough to begin exploring the basement. I quickly focused on the only locked door in this entire wing. Looking at Ms. Lyon’s keys, I noticed a key or two that might work. I’m not sure why I felt the need to sneak but I was moving silently. The key clicked and the door opened smoothly.

The room was an absolutely massive sex dungeon!! The walls were covered in toys, ropes, chains, and many other objects that I didn’t recognize. There was enough furniture in the room that it looked almost like a fancy gym. A glint of light caught my attention from the central pillar. Hanging from a hook was one single tiny key. The kind of key that would fit into the tiny lock on my cage! This was now the only thing that mattered. My vision narrowed. I could feel my heart beating in my cock. Quickly I grabbed the key and sprinted back to the laundry room.

Unlocking the cage, I felt blood rushing into me. Instantly my cock was rock hard and throbbing. The ding of the washer interrupted my thoughts and I switched the loads over, obedient even when I was breaking the rules. Careful not to mess anything up, I looked over at Ms. Lyon’s remaining dirty laundry. I had already separated them and sitting on the top of one of the piles was a worn pair of panties. They were so soft and smelled like her pussy. That smell instantly made my rock hard cock begin dripping with precum. Holding them tightly to my nose I laid down on the cold tile and began stroking my cock. The only thought I had was to cum. Only a few minutes had passed before I knew I was getting close. I felt the cum building in my cock, rocking back on my ass I felt the plug penetrate deeper into me. I was going to cum! A thick rope of cum shot out, right as I felt a crushing slap to my newly exposed balls. My eyes shot open in horror as I took in Ms. Lyon’s face. “You little fucking slut!” I instinctively tried to get up, but her foot crashed down onto my abdomen. Cum kept pumping out of my cock, my orgasm ruined.

“You little slut, how fucking dare you?” Ms. Lyon looked and sounded absolutely furious. I could feel the icy anxiety building in my stomach. She reached down and grabbed me by my hair. Lifting with a hard yank I was now standing and trying to make my mouth form words. “Shut the fuck up, and grab your clothes!” she growled. Grabbing me by the cock she led me out of the laundry room and into the hallway.

She took me to the entrance of her sex room. She released my cock and turned to face me. Her expression had softened. No longer did she look like my intimidating goddess, now she was just a normal person. “You have to make a decision.” She said softly. “You can get dressed, walk out the door, and we can pretend that nothing has happened.”

I looked at her blankly. I thought she was going to punish me, but this softer side made me feel terrible. I truly hurt this amazing goddess.

“Or you can open this door, and enter a completely new lifestyle. This will be your choice alone.”

I looked into those deep brown eyes and for a brief moment I swear I saw something resembling worry or anxiety. Seeing this destroyed me. I wanted to do anything I could to fix it.

“What’s your choice? Return to the real world, or serve me?”

I thought about it for a split second and realized that this was absolutely where I was meant to be. My life before Ms. Lyon seemed empty in retrospect, but this future sounded absolutely horrific in the best possible way!

I reached for the door and heard Ms. Lyon let out a quiet sigh of relief. Walking into the dungeon I felt a new sense of relief. Like the part of me that would have walked out, had done just that. Leaving behind my truest submissive self! I was deep in thought when the blindfold slipped over my eyes, and a collar was secured around my neck. A hand gripped my hair and pulled me onto all fours. With a quick tug she lead me, crawling behind her. I had no idea how long I crawled but my knees were burning when I heard her say “Stand up my little slut.” Her voice had returned to her usual dominant tone. My body moved before my brain could tell it to. She then began tightening the restraints around my wrists and ankles. I was now spread out in the shape of an X.

The blindfold was removed and what I saw left me speechless. Standing before me was Ms. Lyon now wearing black lingerie. Her tits were irresistible, almost bursting out. Her pussy was exposed, I would give anything to bury my face between her thighs.

“Little slut, do you want to cum?”

“Yes, yes ma’am!” I responded instantly.

“Is that why you were so willing to misbehave today?”

“I uhh yes ma’am. I’m sorry” I stammered.

She coolly walked behind me. I heard some rummaging, and then she was standing right in front of me.

“Say ahhh” she said with a wicked smile.

“Wha…” was all I got out before she slammed a ball gag into my mouth.

“I’m tired of you talking. Shut up and be my little slut!” My eyes widened, my cock was throbbing. I nodded.

“Good boy!”

This made me feel incredibly horny.

“So you decided that you cumming was more important than what I commanded you to do?”

I shook my head no, only to feel her hand grab my balls. Pulling down she asked again. This time I nodded and tried to apologize.

“Thank you for being honest. You’re still going to be punished!”

I nodded, drool was now slowly collecting on the gag.

She opened something, I couldn’t see it, and began walking towards me.

“Your punishment is going to be simple. I’m going to give you exactly what you want.”

I nodded slowly, the drool now rolling down my chin. She smiled and then slid the pocket pussy around my cock. She stroked it slowly at first, then faster and harder. I was whimpering soon after for permission to cum. She reached behind me and started pulling and pushing on the plug while stroking me. I came soon after. Drool dripped down my chest as cum began dripping out of the pocket pussy. Reaching behind me, she grabbed a rope. Pulling it through the loop on the pocket pussy she was able to now keep my cock inserted while making it hands free for her. She pulled over a chair and sat down on it. Looking me in the eyes she began to rub her pussy. I was enthralled, unable to think about the situation I now found myself in. After playing for a few seconds she reached over and flipped a switch on the pocket pussy. It began stroking my sensitive cock. I tried to cry out but with the gag I just groaned. Ms. Lyon was masturbating in her seat again. A huge, cruel smile on her face. We made eye contact again and this time she spoke.

“I told you that I would punish you, you can’t actually be surprised.” She began to shutter and eventually began moaning as she came.That was enough to push me over the edge had I came again into the pocket pussy. The unrelenting stroking continued to punish my cock. It was now so sensitive that I thought I was going to pass out.

Ms. Lyon looked at me like she could read my mind. “You wanted to cum, now I’m letting you cum. You are going to cum for me until you can’t anymore!” With that she began playing with her clit a second time. As she came, my cock stiffened and I tried to let out a loud groan. I came for a third time. Her eyes lit up and she continued playing with herself. After cumming again and again, I felt my body begin to give out. The restraints were now the only thing keeping me upright. Ms. Lyon mercifully turned the switch off. I was covered in my own drool and cum. I tried looking around but my vision began narrowing. The last thing I saw before losing consciousness was Ms. Lyon’s cruel smile.