Chapter 7


"Good Slave.  Have it on the table before I'm done changing clothes."  Tara commanded with a smile and walked to the bedroom.

I set the table and put her food on the table and stood by behind her chair and waited.  Tara emerged a few minutes later dressed in a black latex min-dress and 5 inch stiletto heels.  I pulled her chair out and guided to the table when she sat down and looked at the floor waiting for my next command.

"Excellent meal Slave."  Tara said.

"I live to serve Mistress."  I replied meekly.

"When you are done with the dishes attend to me in the bedroom Slave."  She said imperially as she walked to the bedroom.

"Yes Mistress."

Tara was lounging on the bed reading a book when I entered.  She had laid out numerous items on the bed that made my breath quicken.

"Come here and kneel."  Tara commanded pointing at the floor in front of her.

When I'd done as commanded she laced a black latex posture collar on and tightened the laces on my corset.  I was gasping for breath when by the time she was finished.   She got the laces to meet.  That means I'm corseted to 16 inches!

Tara then sat spread eagled on the bed, grabbed the d rings on my collar and pulled my face to her crotch and said, "Pleasure me Slave."

I used every trick in the book and teased her crotch far about a half hour before taking her to climax.

Once she recovered she said, "Clean me up slave."

Once I was done she had me kneel in front of her again.

"You did an excellent job tonight Slave."  She complimented me.

"Thank you, Mistress." I replied meekly.

"However, I feel that you have been taking too many things for granted while I'm at work.  So I'm going to fix that now."  

"What is my punishment to be Mistress?"  I was getting really horny!

"You'll find out soon enough Slave.  Now turn around."

Tara took off my collar and unzipped the collar of my dress so she could fit me with an eyeless lace up latex hood.  When she had the laces touching she spelled them away, zipped up the dress and reapplied the collar making all the fasteners disappear.  A big harness gag went in my mouth removing any free play I had in the collar.  She tightened the gag 'till the straps dug into the corners of my mouth and then tightened it another notch.

"Mmmpph!"  I complained.

"SILENCE Slave!"  Tara said angrily.  "I have to punish you for that!"

She undid my handcuffs and pulled my wrists all the way up to my shoulder blades.  Tears sprang to my eyes but I managed not to cry out.  She then used a latex strap on my wrists and started pushing my elbows together.  Tears were streaming into my hood now!  This hurt!  She buckled my forearms together and then I felt something being work over my tortured arms.

"Part of your punishment will be to endure this full reverse prayer!"  Tara said in satisfaction.  "I'm now fitting you with a modified arm binder designed for reverse prayers."

After it was buckled in place I heard her seal the binder and straps with her magic.  She then attached a leash to my collar and pulled me to my feet and into the other room.  She then forced me to my knees and attached the 2-foot knee bar and 4-foot ankle bar.  I then felt her attach something heavy to my waist and I heard chains being attached to my collar.

"The other part of your punishment will be for you to be my drink tray tonight!  What your feeling attached to your waist is a serving tray.  Spill my wine and you WILL regret it slave"  She said ominously.

She guided torso and told me to maintain that position.  She then set a glass and full wine bottle on the tray and turned the T.V. on.

'This is awesome!  Here I am tightly bound and used as a living tray for my lovely wife!  I wish I turned my vibrator on before Tara came home.  I'm really, REALLY horny!'  Honey thought to her self.

Just when Honey thought she had reached the limits of her endurance, Tara said, " Well Slave, You've acquitted yourself so well tonight that I think I've found a new role for you."

She then started chanting and I went complete rigid as the spell took hold.  Just like before the stiffness didn't go away as all of my bodily functions ceased.

I felt Tara rap her knuckles on my now hollow chest sending vibrations through me  making me super horny.

'I'm a mannequin again!  Tara!  Turn on my vibrator!'  I pleaded in the vaults of my mind.

I heard Tara turn the T.V. off and walk away.  'PLEASE TARA!  The vibrator!'  I pleaded futilely in my mind.

As the vibrations from Tara knocking on me faded so did my only source of stimulation.  Without any thing else to distract me I took stock of my situation.  I was once again reduced to just an effigy of a living person wearing a black maids dress, corset, posture collar, eyeless hood harness gag, ballet boots, stockings, reverse prayer binder, knee and ankle bars and a drink tray all made of latex.  I was reduced to an object to display latex clothes and set drinks on.

'God!  I love that evil woman'  I thought affectionately.