Life of a cum slave.

   I was ripped from a pleasant dream by the pain! It took me a second for me understand why I had so much pain in my back, ass and thighs. The memories from last night came flooding back. The panic and fear gripped my heart again, took away my breath! I was still laying on the floor next to masters bed, and I still had on the painful cock cage. I was shivering from being on the cold floor almost completely naked. I could hear masters guiet snoring so I dare not wake him. I tried to pull down the tiny mini dress from around my chest but just moving my arms and arching my back caused the whipped open blisters to send a lightning bolt of pain up my spine!! I caught a moan in my throat and maintained silence by the thinnest of margins. I could feel that the open blisters were again, crying there red tears. I braced my self for the pain to come and pulled the mini dress down as far as it could go, and that was not far. But in doing so the heavy chain padlocked around my neck shifted with a noise far to loud in the guiet dark room. I held my breath and listened for any change in masters snoring. "Good he's still asleep" I thought. "I've got to be more careful". I stopped shivering , as the dress covered at least most of me, and tried to calm down. I needed to think of a way to get out of this bad spot, but I quickly realized that as for this moment I had no way out. All I could do was try to stay alive!! What ever it takes I had to stay alive and wait for my chance. I slowly and quietly pulled some slack in the chain and rolled onto my back. A brilliant white hot flash of pain passed through me as I laid on the weeping blisters but I was braced for it. Not a sound did I make as I screamed in my mind!! I hoped that the pressure on my wounds would stop the leaking. I ran many ideas through my mind trying to think of a solution to this situation. By the time the sun started to push the darkness from this side of the planet and started to brigehten up the room, the plan I came up with was not a good one. But it might be my only chance. I needed to make him believe that I loved the treatment he gave me, maybe even convince him that I LOVED him if I could. Endure, and wait for him to lower his guard. So I quietly, or as quietly as possible, I got to my knees in the "hup" position my true master taught me. Facing his sleeping form on the bed I knelt there with my hands behind my head, fingers laced together and ass not touching my legs! Most importantly I keept my eyes downcast on the floor. That's how I stayed till he woke. I kept thinking "endure, just endure!"