Tina knelt at the feet of her Misstress. She was in a bad mood but dare not show it. Mistress was becoming more and more free with corporal punishment of late and it was becoming harder and harder to avoid.

Tina was certain now she was never getting free. The website was a storming success. Mistress had taken great delight in showing her the analytics and stats. The sales figures were pretty impressive too. Tina, or slave, as she was referred to on the site, was a big draw. Tina didn't need to see the figures on that though. The request videos were evidence of that.

The Motorbunny sessions had started up. Tina had been doing those weekly for three months now. The remote session had been a blast. But they were a high point in a sea of horror. She had made demos on whips, floggers, and all sorts of other impact toys. Then there had been the electrical shock systems, the violet wand and the tens systems. Worse had been the huge anal intruders. The question, "Which is the biggest anal device slave can fit in." Had been answered in one of the more popular videos on the site. Tina had been appaled at the answer, and the need to keep a plug in her gaping anus afterwards.

The video they were about to shoot looked pretty horrific too. A latex sleep sack was laying open on a gurney. Dave had rigged up a time-lapse photography system, which hinted at a long session. But they were her only clues. They had long since stopped talking to her as a person. It was clear they really considered her a slave.

Dave stood behind the video camera, counting Mistress down with his fingers.

"Hello, my fellow perverts. I hope you are doing well and enjoying these little demonstrations I'm putting together with the aid of my slut, slave. I've noticed the lazy tart has been slacking lately and so, before I thrash her raw for her impudence, I'm going to try another method of attitude adjustment first."

"Stand up you lazy trollop," ordered Mistress pulling sharply on Tina's leash.

"Yes, Mistress," squeaked Tina struggling to bounce to her feet before another tug jarred at her throat.

"For what we are about to do there has been a fair amount of preparation. For the slave, this has meant a liquid diet for the last four days and we've just given the little cow three enemas. So hopefully she is quite empty now. She has a large inflatable butt plug installed at the moment and that's going to stay in for the duration of this demo. As you can see she is clad entirely in latex with everything covered except her head."

Tina stared blankly at the camera. Well, there was an explanation for the lack of food and the fucking enemas, as well as her dark mood. So if they could get this over perhaps they would feed her?

"So this demo is by way of an answer to two independent questions from customers. One was how long can you keep a slave in our sleep sack and the other was can you keep a slave in a sleep sack for long periods of time? We've also had many requests just to demo this device and so we are about to set out and find the answer to all these questions. So, slave, get your fat ass up on the gurney, and your feet into the sack."

Tina obeyed her Mistress but she was less than happy at what she had just heard. If they were going to be putting her away for a day or more she was only going to get even more hungry.

"So the two major impediments to storing a slave are the need to feed and water it as well as bodily wastes. So if we are going to store this wonton hussy we need to address these issues. So with its bowel empty, it'll not produce solids for days. This is a catheter tube and I'll install this now."

Tina had long gotten used to Mistress treating her like a lump of meat. Having a tube shoved up her piss hole was less disturbing than the implications. How long were they going to keep her like this? The sharp pain of the tube entering her bladder made her jump but beyond that, it was a breeze compared to some of the beatings she had endured.

"While I have access to her crotch I'm going to install this vibrator in the little cunt's cunt. I'll explain why later on. So we feed the catheter and the control wire for the vibe through the grommet supplied. We can now get the slave more securely installed."

Tina had her arms guided into two inner sleeves on the inside of the sack and the zipper was pulled up to the collar at her throat. Straps were passed over her body and after being tightened secured with padlocks. Once again she was in inescapable bondage. A regular occurrence for Tina these days.

"Okay, now we could put a blindfold or hood on the slave and walk away. But that would be very boring for our poor slave girl. Especially as we intend for her to be here for quite some time. So first let's ensure she has enough to eat."

Mistress then produced a gastric feeding tube. Explaining to the camera as she went she deftly inserted it up Tina's nose instructing her to swallow as it reached the back of her throat. Tina was becoming quite panicked at the turn of events. It was looking like Mistress intended her to remain bound like this for a number of days.

"Now the little slut would go off her head with boredom if we left her like this so I'm going to pop some earbuds in. I've some instructional lectures for her to listen to while she rests here and contemplates the slovenly laziness that has landed her in this situation. Now, we thread the feeding tube through the nostril hole on this hood and put the little cunt into darkness and out of our sight."

Tina freaked when the hood was tightened over her head for at the same time white noise erupted from the earbuds and she was plunged into near-total sensory deprivation. She pleaded with Mistress not to do this to her. Promised to try harder to be a better slave. Begged to do anything but this. She would lick deeper and faster, work better but please... The hood was not removed.

Beyond Tina's senses, Mistress continued, "Now this unfortunate outburst is due mainly to the shame the slave is feeling at having let me down. The hypnotherapy tapes she is about to be listening to will modify her outlook quite quickly. Until then this gasmask will keep the noise the little tart is producing to a minimum. Ideally, I'd gag the strumpet, but that would not be safe given she is going to be like this for a couple of weeks at least."

The white noise stopped to be replaced by a soothing voice. Tina quickly calmed with something to listen to. The voice was extolling to positives of being a slave. Something Tina found almost humorous. But with nothing else to do she focused on the calm tones as an anchor of sanity in the black void she now inhabited.

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The noise stopped but the voice did not start. That was odd. Tina felt sad the voice had not come. Often the voice bought happy feelings from underneath. Why had the voice not come? A different voice started talking. He was cross. He was disappointed in her. Tina felt fear.

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The happy voice was talking but Tina was not listening. Tina was trying to work out how long she had been in the dark. It was confusing her that she couldn't. Nothing was regular. There was no day. No night. No meal times or even going to the toilet. There was just the noise or the voices. So many voices. The happy voice, the cross voice, the sad voice, the boring voice, even the sexy voice. All of them had views. All were telling her how to behave. What to do. Tina knew what to do. She was a good slave. She was obedient and hard-working. She loved her Mistress. She missed her Mistress. She missed the taste of her sex or the joy of licking her boots. She hoped Mistress would return soon.

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Slave listened hard to the voice. She dutifully repeated each word even though she could not hear herself. Perhaps her love, her Mistress would hear and be pleased. Slave thought when the noise came about the dream time. When Mistress had seemed real. She's had silly ideas back then. Thought she was a good slave, thought she was obedient. She knew better now. Slave was pathetic. That was why Slave was a slave. She was fuck meat at best. A thing to be whipped or to grovel on the floor. Slave craved her Mistress's whip, a stiletto on an outstretched hand, the pain of a tortured nipple or the bite of a crop.

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"Well, fourteen days have passed so it's time to crack out our slave. I hope you've enjoyed our greatest hits clips, while this cum sucker has been baking away. We are going to switch to night vision and turn the lights up slow. Her eyes have not seen light for two weeks remember."

Something was happening. Slave was confused. The sound had stopped but no voice had come. Then the most beautiful sound. The voice of an angel from far away. Now there were sensations she barely remembered. The hood? The hood was coming off? Slave blinked. There was a very bright red light to her left. So bright it almost hurt.

"How are you feeling, slave?"

Joy burst in her heart. Mistress! Mistress had returned. Oh happy day, she was such a lucky slave girl. "Mistress? Mistress is that you. Can I come back, Mistress? I'll be good I promise."

Light burst into the room. Mistress was there smiling down at her. Slave had never felt so happy.

"Of course you can come back, slave. I've lots of chores waiting since you've been away."

"Mistress I've missed you so much. I've missed your whip, I've missed your boots, I've... I've missed pleasing you so much. Mistress, I love you so much. Mistress, slave is so happy she is yours. I'll be yours forever now won't I Mistress. You're going to keep me now aren't you Mistress."

"Of course you silly thing. I can assure you that you'll be spending the rest of your natural life as a slave. Well, ladies and gentlemen, I think you will agree slave's attitude has been markedly improved. You will find the hypnotherapy tapes on our site at a very reasonable price."