Escape

I felt the cool night air hit my face as I barreled down the long sloped driveway. The rope around my ankles and knees had converted my movement to just a pathetic hop. Each hop I took caused my aching feet to hurt even more. Just my luck, I had been on my feet all day long and now the opportunity of escape finally presents itself. I told myself I had to keep going. Otherwise he WILL catch me. With each hop the sound of gravel crunching beneath my pink stilettos rang out through the otherwise quiet country environment. The road linking to the end of the driveway lay dark and silent. The road was normally quite busy even late at night, and I knew if I could just make it that it would not be long until a car came by to rescue me.

The fake breasts I was sporting bounced around inside my leopard print bra with each jump. By now I was almost halfway down the driveway. I stopped for a moment to peek over my shoulder and make sure he wasn't following me. He was nowhere in sight. The large country house behind me glowed in the moonlight. This was my first real look at the place since I was captured. I almost immediately regretted stopping as a wave of pleasure and discomfort gushed over me. Among all of the adrenaline from my sudden window of escape to my determined hopping, I had for a moment forgotten about the tight crotchrope running between my legs. Add to that the tight fitting pair of leopard print panties concealing my bulge and madly hopping along a rocky surface, you have one hell of an uncomfortable combination.

I frantically flexed my hands, trying to take my mind off it. It was no use, my hands were all but numb due to the layers of rope around my wrists and elbows keeping them firmly together behind my back. I bit hard into the black ball gag that was wedged into my mouth, anything to try and distract myself from the situation downstairs. The sound of a car in the distant snapped my focus back to the task at hand and I managed to temporarily put the discomfort behind me. I sharply threw back my head, brushing away any loose hair from my messy, shoulder length black wig and continued making my way towards the end of the driveway. I was so close.

I was just about at the end of the driveway when in the darkness I could make out the large metal frame of the front gate. I'd made it. All I had to do was undo the latch and I was free. My sense of relief was short lived however, as it was quickly replaced with a sense of fear. The crack of the front door swinging open made my heart sink. He was coming. I darted over to the gate and started fumbling with the latch, my hands still tied behind me making it hard to see what I was doing. All I knew was that I had to try. I couldn't go back to that house. I couldn't take anymore spankings. I couldn't take anymore toys. I couldn't take anymore cross-dressing or anymore of the tight, slutty clothing he would force me into. And if I had to listen to him call me 'Josephine' one more time I was going to explode. I had to get away.

My hands trembled but I continued fumbling with the latch as I watched him sprint towards me down the driveway. The closer he got the more I panicked. And more I panicked the more my hands shook. I had almost resigned that my escape attempt had failed until suddenly I heard a click. The latch came undone and the gate flew open. I did it! However as I couched to take my leap to freedom and onto the road I felt a firm, icy grip around my elbows. He had caught up to me. He pulled me towards him and slung me around onto the ground. I fell to my knees. I tried to scream, but my protest was muffled by the gag. He pushed my head down towards the ground and gave me a hard spank. I screamed again. "What the hell do you think you're doing Josephine?" he yelled angrily. "Trying to get away from me little bitch?" He spanked me again. And again. I snarled into my gag as he continued to strike me. I think he would have kept going had it not been for the headlights appearing off in this distance. "Shit" he mumbled. "We need to get you back inside". He shut the gate and then lifted me back onto my feet. He spanked me once more, hoisted me up over his shoulder and began to carry me back to the house. As we got further away from the gate and the car drove by I couldn't help but sob. "I'm going to make you pay for your little escape attempt. You've been a bad girl."

Back inside the house he carried me downstairs into the basement. Back into the 'playroom'. After shutting the soundproof door he tossed me down onto the bed in the middle of the room. I let out a grunt as I landed with a hard thud. The cold touch of the red satin sheets on my exposed skin sent a shiver over my body. He wasted no time heading over towards a large black wardrobe. I was all too familiar with that wardrobe. It was where he housed the various clothes he made me wear. It was where he kept all his whips. Everything from nipple clamps to butt plugs I had seen come out of that wardrobe. Except for the top drawer. I watched as he slid it open and gazed inside. He took off his shirt and kicked off his shoes, before retrieving from the drawer a large white cotton sack.

He returned to the bed and faced me, before lifting up the sack and emptying the contents onto the bed. I watched in horror as out of the bag fell what had to be more than 30 dildos. Among them was just about every variety you could imagine. There were small ones and there were big ones. There were large black ones and there were smaller, realistically detailed ones. Some were made of silicone, others were made of glass, and almost half of them vibrated. He had no shortage of choice. "Now Josephine, an act like this cannot go unpunished." He reached over to me and brushed a strand of hair out of my eyes. "For every piece of gravel I stepped, you're going to take one of these." My eyes opened wide as I realized the magnitude of this punishment. "And unfortunately for you I wasn't counting how many I stepped on, so I'm going to have to estimate" he said with an evil grin. As I lay on my back with my legs almost touching my face, he slid down my panties and I knew I was in for a long night.

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The drive home went a lot quicker than I had expected. The abrupt return from the beautiful countryside to my noisy suburban apartment is always a little depressing, no matter how many times I had done it. As the car pulled up outside my house, I got out and put on my coat. I retrieved my backpack from the trunk of the car and couldn't help but giggle. The ride is a lot more enjoyable riding in the front than in the trunk. I returned to the passenger side door and stuck my head in through the window. "Same time again next week?" He smiled at me and nodded his head. I stepped away from the car as he sped off around the corner and back to his countryside home. As I limped towards my front door, there was only one thing I could think about.

I was so lucky to have a Dominant like him.