There was room to lie down, standup, take a couple of steps and that was it. Submissives of mine, and I myself when in submissive mode have spent days...locked in that cell. Since it was too small for any toilet facilities, we utilized a ritual where the prisoner would chain themselves hand and foot before being led out on a leash. The only other reason they came out was to be whipped. The cell was in the middle of the regular play area. Something very erotic (from a submissive’s perspective) of. You two get into the back room. Move!!" The assistant and I went into the back of the store, encouraged by the intruder waving his gun at us. The assistant held on to me. I could feel that she was shaking and was shedding the occasional tear. I whispered to the assistant:"Look he'll probably tie us up and leave", trying to make her feel safe. Unbeknown to the pair of us, the intruder had a different, more humiliating plan for us."Now both of you, strip". The assistant took off her black. .Sir?" he asked. "Er...I have an appointment for ten o'clock........with Ms Howard," Istammered. His eyes narrowed in disbelief. "With Ms Howard?" he repeated in stunned tones. "Do you havea letter confirming the appointment.......Sir ?" I fumbled in an inside pocket of my jacket and produced the much perused letterI'd received with such astonishment and pride the week before. He took thecreased document from me gingerly. Opening it, he read it slowly and carefully,unable to hide his growing. My moans were becoming a more urgent as I started to realize I might actually cum. I could feel precum oozing from my cock and build up in my prostate made it feel I could pee cum. "Sir I think you are going to make me cum." Jason picked up the pace stating that I needed to keep my hands on the wall. "If you are going to cum, Slut, it is going to be only from me fucking you." The increased thrusting rate quickly put me over the edge as I experienced an orgasm like never before. Waves of intense.