Bad choices

Last night, I gave my slave a choice. He had been locked in his cockcage for over a month. I had been teasing him a lot during that time, fucked him in the ass several times.

“Do you want a day of freedom?”, was my question.

You won’t believe it, but that idiot responded with: “Yes, that would be amazingly kind of you Mistress!”

Needless to say, this response upset me massively.

It shows he’s not there yet.

Being my slave means complete submission, means having one purpose in life and one purpose only, namely pleasing me.

Yet, he tried to get out, to take a decision.

There would have been only one acceptable answer, and that is not answering at all. A slave doesn’t get to pick, it’s that easy.

So I kept him in chastity and locked him in a small cage – with some bottles of water, a load a bread and a bucket for nature calls. He’ll stay there for probably some days until I have a better idea on how to punish him for his insubordination.

Do you have any ideas? Leave a comment!

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