I was still asleep when the burglar came into my bedroom. He must have thought he hit the jackpot when he saw me still dressed in my corset and stockings and the butt plug wedged tightly in my arse. By the time I realised what was happening it was to late, my hands were already tied behind my back and my ball gag was being pushed into my mouth again and buckled more tightly than the night before at the back of my head. Next I felt the rope go around my knees to keep them together and stop thrashing about on the bed then my ankles were treated the same harsh way. I was helpless, immobilised and it took him only a few minutes, this guy was good and I had only myself to blame for being so easily captured. I left the door unlocked when my Master left and it was me who didn’t put all my toys away when he was finished with me.

The masked man lay down on the bed beside me and whispered in my ear while he ran a finger up and down my back which sent shivers up and down my trussed up body. He explained that I am going to do what I’m told from now on or I will be punished until I beg forgiveness and promise to behave. I am a slut and I will be treated like a slut. I am to nod my head if I agree. I shake my head in defiance and he swats my arse really hard and says wrong answer bitch. He repeats the question and I nod my head yes this time. Good girl, you learn quickly. He pulls my legs over the side of the bed and pulls me up to the sitting position and of course I feel the plug push deeper into me. He laughs at my discomfort and says he didn’t forget the plug, he wanted me to remember it was there. He walks to the toys scattered around the room and comes back with the dreaded nipple clamps, one for each nipple to show me who is charge and he will take them off as my reward for being a good slut. My nipples are still sensitive from the abuse they received last night but he doesn’t care so I want to be a good slut for him already.