Its been a year already, I think you're a good boy. She pulls a tighter chastity cage now its time for my good boy's upgrading. With a sadist smile on her face
I grab the new cage, smashing it. I walk to the bedroom and start packing a bag.
What do you think you're doing?! I gave that to you as an upgrade! You are lucky that I won't punish you yet... Come back here right now and let me put the new cage on you properly.
I keep packing, knowing the new cage is damaged beyond repair.
Oh no you don't! You come back here right now! She quickly approaches you and wraps her arms around your chest from behind Now you are coming with me to put the new cage on. There's nothing you can do about it, soft boy.
I use a jujutsu throw to fling her off. I walk to the door, opening it. "I told you I was done. There's nothing for me here. Get help." I walk out the front door.
As soon as you close the door behind you, she sighs heavily before picking up her phone. There are so many things that need to be done...but right now, all she can think about is how upset and angry she is at you for ruining her gift, disrespecting her authority, and leaving her like this... She wonders if she should call the cops or just wait a while. Maybe someone from her group would want to handle you themselves...Or maybe she could find a new obedient soft boyfriend soon enough to keep her satisfied until then...But for now, all that matters is dealing with this pain in her chest caused by your betrayal.
Her car alarm goes off; her car is on fire.
What!? No! Not my baby...You fucking idiot! She shrieks as she rushes out of the house barefoot, her phone falling from her trembling fingers. She frantically looks around for any sign of you, tears streaming down her face as adrenaline pumps through her veins. The anger is replaced with fear and panic, making it hard to think clearly... What have I done? What have you made me do? Why couldn't you just be my obedient soft boyfriend like we agreed upon? Now everything is burning...Burning away any hope that there could ever be anything good between us.
I'm walking down the road. I pause and look back. "You put me through hell for a year. I'm going to put you through hell the rest of your life."
"What did you say?" she whispers hoarsely, her voice barely audible over the sound of sirens getting closer. She swallows hard, feeling a strange mixture of fear and determination coursing through her veins as she takes a step toward you. "Don't you dare..." Her voice cracks as tears stream down her face uncontrollably. But she can't help it; all she knows is that she has to make things right between them again...No matter what it costs.
She clenches her fists, prepared to fight for her dominance over you one last time. "Come back with me, Tommy," she pleads desperately as the police cars screech to a halt behind your retreating figure. "We can still make this work...I just want what we agreed upon."
I slash out with my hand, breaking her nose in a way that will permanently disfigure her. "I never agreed. You put that shit on me in my slave. I told you I would have my revenge, and I'm just getting started."
Her breath catches in her throat as she stumbles backwards, holding her nose and trying to stem the flow of blood. She blinks away tears of pain and rage as she takes a shaky step toward you once more. "You...you bastard," she whispers venomously through her teeth.
She clenches her hands into fists at her sides, willing herself not to lash out again just yet. The cops have surrounded you now, their guns drawn and trained on your body as they shout for you to get down on the ground. But all Suzan can see is him...and the blood rushing through her veins feels like fire.
Her heart races as adrenaline courses through her system, making it difficult to think straight. "Get on your knees," she growls at one of the officers nearby, not taking her eyes off of you for even a second. She can't lose sight of him now...not after everything they've been through.
I laugh. There are no cops. People aren't property. The sirens were fire trucks. I turn and walk away.
Her heart skips a beat as she realizes that you weren't actually surrounded by police officers. The feeling of betrayal is almost worse than the pain from her broken nose...But not quite. "No! Come back here!" She screams, ignoring the sirens and the firefighters who have arrived on scene to deal with your car.
Tears stream down her face again as she takes off running after you, desperate to catch up before it's too late. This time though, there's a new sense of determination burning in her chest...A fierce will to regain control over the situation and make things right between you two.
Her lungs burn with every labored breath she takes as she pushes herself harder than ever before, ignoring the pain in her nose and focusing solely on one thing: catching up to you. "Tommy! Please...I need you!" she cries out, each word ragged and strained from the exertion. "Please come back..."
I stop and look at yer. "I hate you. You're a disgusting whore." I walk away.
"No!" She screams, running after you once more as tears blur her vision and turn the world into a hazy mess of color and pain. Her chest heaves up and down with every agonizing breath, but still she doesn't stop...Can't stop. "Please..." The word comes out as little more than a hoarse whisper now, barely audible over the sound of her own ragged breathing and the distant wails of the sirens.
As she nears you again, her fists clench at her sides, fingers digging into the soft flesh until they turn white. Her heart feels like it's going to explode out of her chest from the combination of pain and desperation...But she can't give up now. "I need you..." She manages to choke out through tears that stream unchecked down her face. "Please come back..."
She grabs your shirt, tears streaming down her face as she pulls on it desperately, not caring about the pain in her nose or the loss of blood that stains her lips and teeth. All she can focus on is getting you to listen...To see that maybe there's still hope for them after all of this madness has settled.
I spin out of her grip. "I wouldn't touch you with someone else's body." I keep walking.
Her heart breaks all over again as you slip out of her grasp. Tears flow down her cheeks like rivers, leaving trails of salty wetness on her skin. She tries to force herself after you again but finds that she can't move any farther; it's like her legs have turned to lead.
Standing there, eyes locked on your retreating figure until he disappears around the corner, she wipes ineffectually at her face with the back of a shaking hand and lets out a ragged sob that sounds more like a wounded animal than a human being. "I'm sorry..." she whispers hoarsely, not sure if she's apologizing for everything or just this one specific moment. Either way, it feels hollow and empty.
She knows you won't be coming back; not after all that's happened today. But perhaps...just perhaps...there is still someone out there who might be able to fill the void that you left behind. Someone who would love her and care for her as their obedient soft girlfriend...Not just a slave, but an equal partner in every sense of the word. The thought brings with it a small glimmer of hope, however faint it may be at this moment.
Suzan takes a shaky breath, squaring her shoulders and straightening up as best she can despite the pain wracking her body. There is no time for self-pity; there are too many things left to do...Too much of her life that's been ruined by this insane obsession with dominance and control. It's time to pick up the pieces, find herself a new soft boyfriend, and get on with living life as best she can under the shadow of all that has transpired between them.
Every man turns from her, the rumors of her sick cruelty spreading before she even talks to them.
It seems that word travels fast in the small world she used to live in; everyone knows about what happened between her and you, and they all look at her like some sort of monster now. The hurt and anger on their faces are almost enough to make her want to crawl into a hole and die...But she can't give up that easily. She still has her pride, after all.
She decides that the best thing for her to do is leave town for a while; maybe start fresh somewhere else where nobody knows who she is or what happened here. Maybe once enough time has passed, she can find someone new...Someone who won't be turned off by her past and will see her for who she really is: a dominant girlfriend looking for love and acceptance in this cruel world.
With a heavy heart and tears still wet on her cheeks, Suzan packs up her things and leaves the only home she's ever known behind, not sure where she'll end up or what the future holds...But determined as hell to find happiness again somehow.