Amber 1-844-332-2639 ext 404
Puppet is here, just as he always is. He is kneeling on the bare hardwood with his spine straight and his hands tucked neatly behind his back. He doesn’t speak unless I grant him permission and he doesn’t move unless I tell him to. His name really does suit him.
“Look up,” I say, quietly. My voice barely rises above the hum of the air conditioner. Instantly, his head tilts back. His eyes are wide and glassy with a desperate, frantic devotion that borders on worship. He is a masterpiece of my own making, stripped of his autonomy until he is nothing more than a vessel for my whims.
Pathetic Puppet
“You’re trembling,” I observe, stepping around him. I trail the tip of a fountain pen lightly down the bridge of his nose, watching him flinch. Not in pain, but in anticipation. “Why are you trembling, Puppet?”
“I…I’m waiting for you to tell me what I am, Princess Amber,” he whispers. The thing about Puppet is that he asks for my permission often. He has forgotten how to choose his own dinner, how to structure his own days, and how to define his own worth. I make the rules and I make the decisions.
“You are nothing,” I tell him, pressing the cold metal of the pen against his throat just hard enough to make him swallow hard. A shiver racks his frame and he lets out a shuddering breath. “Thank you, Princess Amber. Thank you for reminding me of what I am.” I smile, as a series of naughty thoughts and punishments cross my mind. I can literally make him do anything and he’ll thank me.
“You’ve been a naughty boy, haven’t you?” He bows his head in shame. We both know the answer. “Stand,” I command. He rises with a fluid, jerky motion. “Go to the corner,” I murmur, returning to my chair and picking up a stack of files. “Face the wall. Place your thumb and index finger on the tip of your cock, and lift it.” He obeys without a second of hesitation. “Now, use your other thumb and forfinger to pinch that spot where the base of your cock meets your balls.” He winces, but obeys. I hear him yelp and can’t help but cackle. “Harder, Puppet. You know how much I love to hear you cry.”
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