Madam Inanna's Life in FLR Continues: Part 2
Look here, little one. This is your final warning. I can read your lies through your eyes. Here's the first question: after my months of getting acquainted with you and rejecting other potential sissies, it became clear that you weren't nearly as flexible with your time as you claimed during our initial meeting.
I gave my explanation, and Inanna just looked at me coldly but seemed unsatisfied. She took hold of my ear and stood up, pulling me off the ground. With her free hand, she gently caressed my caged penis for a few seconds and smiled.
"Now, it's time for some disciplinary action to ensure you never lie to me again. After that, we'll move on to the next phase."
She sat back down on the bed, hiking up her skirt to show her stocking-covered legs. Right between them, I saw it. A realistic-looking, flesh-colored dildo hung there. Seeing me stare at it again, she grinned and pulled me over her lap so that my caged penis was sandwiched between her thighs. She pressed her thighs together, and I reflexively started to squirm and rub my caged penis on her nylon-clad legs.
"Seems you just can't help staring, can you? Are you humping my leg, you pathetic sissy?"
I whimpered and tried to explain.
"Seen enough? Well, now let's get to the spanking."
At first, Inanna spanked me lightly on my butt with her hand, occasionally spreading my legs apart so she could see my penis and running her nails against my buttocks and inner thighs. I gasped every time, which only seemed to enrage her more. Each smack with her hand grew harder and faster, making me squirm even more, pleading for her to stop.
"Don't think your whimpers and pleas will help you. On the contrary, I'm already furious with you. I won't show any pity. Just hold on, you little faker; it will hurt more than you think."
I whimpered more, and my pleading intensified, which was a bad move. Letting go of my ear, Inanna shoved me off her lap onto the floor. My wrists were bound together, which left me powerless as she reached down, pulled my panties off my ankles and stuffed them into my mouth.
"This should muffle your cries. If it's not enough, I'll use a proper gag."
Inanna walked over to the dresser, grabbing a silvery anal plug and lubricant and returned standing over me.
"Better get back on my lap, you pathetic sissy."
I was too slow and got slapped in the face and my butt. She sat back down on the bed, pulling me back over her lap. I felt her fingers spread my butt apart and then something cold being applied to my anus.
"Get used to it, sissy. Your ass will be ready for much more soon."
Her spanking continued, and the harder each smack grew, the more fiercely Inanna held me down until I started to squirm wildly. The paddling ceased, and I felt a moment of relief. But then, she picked up a brush and started brushing my red bottom and the back of my thighs, causing me to thrash around and cry out into the gagged panties.
"We're just getting started, lad. Keeps anger bottled up, and people like you pay the price. Lying is the worst human trait, which is why you won't be treated with kindness."
As she spread my legs and grabbed my caged penis, her phone pinged with an incoming email. She paused, picked it up and read the message off the screen.
"Look at this. It's from your wife.
'Hi, I think you sent me this photo by mistake.'
Inanna held the phone close to my face, showing me my wife's name. I started to get upset, and was immediately spanked hard.
"How should I respond? How about this: 'Oh, so sorry, I see my error. The email was meant for my girlfriend,'"
She hit send, and I thrashed more violently, already feeling the switch of the belt. Inanna quickly overpowered me, wrapped her legs around mine, flipped the brush over, locked my legs in place, and returned to using the bristles on my red bottom and inner thighs. I couldn't fight her anymore. The belt continued for a while, driving me near hysteria. Another ping from my phone stopped her, and she picked it up laughing.
"Oh dear, she asked if I was serious. Oh, she's intrigued. This is better than I'd hoped for."
She adjusted me, spreading my legs apart. Then, I heard the recognizable sound of an iPhone capturing a photo.
"Great photo! Your reddened bottom and that pathetic, confined penis of yours are on full display. Lookâwe can even see the end of your plug nestled between your lush derriere."
Inanna held me in a scissor lock and typewhispered rapidly. I implored her not to send it. A loud swishing sound ensued, and she taunted me,
"You haven't lain with her for years, so she might not even recognize that minuscule dick of yours. Let's see what she says now."
I was enraged now and strained more than ever before, but my efforts were quickly thwarted when she seized my confined penis and yanked it, resulting in a painful yelp. I struggled anew, but the events that materialized put an end to my tumultuous behavior. She subjected me to 10 vicious spanks with her hairbrush and, upon completion, pushed me off her lap onto the floor. I was afraid that I would receive more spanks, so I swiftly turned to my back. She climbed atop me, leaned over, and seized me by the ear.
"Little Princess, you're clueless about how much enjoyment this is bringing to me, for finally getting my chance to retaliate against you. I was profoundly hurt when you deceived me, like almost every man seems to do. But these men made light of it. They fibbed about their relationship status or agreed to certain punishments but reneged when the time arrived by using their safe word. I pensioned these useless pigs, dismissing them. However, Princess, I'm taking far more stringent precautions now, and you will not escape so easily like the others. You are going to learn your lesson today and then, we'll proceed with your training."
I fought back and spit out the panties, "No, no, it's not true!"
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