Disciplinary Action

[CommodorRaptr]

Disciplinary Action

Author’s note: As per usual I do not condone the actions made in this story, it is purely fictional and no one should ever be forced or coerced into any kind of servitude against their will. All characters are 18+. Any comments and constructive criticism are welcomed. This is a meant to be a 1 part story but I might continue it. Any suggestions are welcomed as I'm not great with sequels.

June 15th 2019, somewhere in southeastern Canada...

I can't believe that my parents are actually sending me here. I'm still a good 15-20 minutes away so I got time to give you some background.

My name is Riley, I recently turned 19 and I still live with my parents. My folks have been harassing me to get a job or go to college or just do something with my life but I’m totally fine with just enjoying life as it is. My Dad’s a big time bank manager and my Mom works in construction. I wouldn’t say that they’re rich but they are very well off. They both tried to get me into their fields but I don't want anything to do with that. My “routine” is to get up around 12 or 1pm, pack a bowl of weed, probably eat something, get on my PC and game out till I’m bored or go out to local death metal concerts. My Mom tries to get me to do more girly things with her like shopping at designer stores or helping her cook but I’m not interested. Goth culture is my jam, I bought some really awesome eyeshadow and mascara that is fully waterproof so if I ever get a dick down my throat I won’t ruin my makeup, not that I really give a shit as I always enjoy seeing the horrified looks on my Mom or Dad when I come home with messed up hair and one time cum in my hair. Calling me promiscuous would be a polite way to call it. I prefer to be referred to as a slut. I don't mind it and don't give a fuck what people think. I started learning and doing sex related things early in my teenage years, my folks would flip if they knew how much stuff I’ve done. Anyway, I’m your typical slutty goth girl. Unfortunately I don't have the boobs that I want as I’ve only got a pair of small B cups but my ass is where it's at. I’m a little on the short side with only being 5ft 2in, I weigh around 140ish lbs so I’ve got some curves but nowhere near fat.

So back to it, my parents found this lady and her husband that taught young women how to turn their lives around by living and working on a farm. It's supposed to teach me how to work and appreciate the life I have and also teach me respect or some bullshit like that. I planned on not going but my Dad finally grew some balls and said that if I didn’t go that he’d kick me out. I figured I’ll go, spend the 7 days there and come back to my parents still unbroken and continue living my awesome life. The website specified that for a full immersion of the farm life that they would supply me with the proper uniform. Not looking forward to being dressed in some baggy dirty clothes but whatever, better than being cut off from my Dad’s money.
We arrived at this old looking house with a large barn next to it. The place looked like shit, there were overgrown weeds all over the place. It was just me and Mom cuz Dad was in some important meeting yet again. Mom parked in the gravel driveway.

“Alright get out I have an important project happening downtown and I need to get back, you're all setup, they told me to just drop you off here and that someone will come get you. Don't cause any trouble as you might actually learn something okay honey?”

“Yeah, whatever, just forget to come get me, this place sucks already, I can feel and smell it.”

I got out and slammed my door. Mom backed up and drove off. I stood in the setting sun for about 10 minutes in this desolate place. Finally a man that looked to be in his mid 30s came out of the barn and walked up to me.

He wore a dirty one piece jean getup with a straw hat. This guy couldn't look more famer than he already was, still he was relatively good looking. He was followed closely by what I assumed was his wife who looked a bit older in her late 40s, she had on a plaid shirt and some cargo pants with a few holes in them, she was also pretty. I was never big on girls but I had experimented here and there and didn't mind munching on some carpet if I got some too.

“Hi there, I’m Henry, this is my wife Mandy. Sorry for leaving you out here for a bit. I had to finish setting up your room. You must be Riley eh?”

“Yeah, listen I don't know what you got planned or anything but I’m not gonna work for you for free and I’m gonna need some fucking water cuz I’m dying of thirst here.”

“Oh of course! Don't worry babe, here let me get you some ice cold fresh lemonade,” said Mandy.

“Thank god.”

They led in the home. From the outside it looks like a piece of shit and it's essentially the same indoors. Dust all over, a random cat hissing at me from a corner. Great, now I gotta spend a week in this shit hole. Mandy handed me a glass of lemonade, I took a small sip and it tasted amazing. I downed it all within seconds. Once I finished the drink Mandy took the glass from me. I immediately felt tired and my head started spinning.

“I… I don't feel so good…”
“Oh are you ok? Here let me help you little cunt,” Henry said in a malicious tone.

“Wha-what did you…” I couldn't finish my sentence and everything went black.

I came to and I felt this horrible headache. I was laying on my side on something rough but soft-ish. I then felt slightly cold, not unbearable but enough to be uncomfortable. I opened my eyes to see loose hay on the floor and my hands, although there was something very different about them. My wrists were adorned each with a large steel cuff resembling medieval-like shackles. I then looked further and saw bars as if I was in jail. Looking back, jail would have been better. Panic surged my body back to life as I realized that I was naked! Looking down I saw my ankles were similarly shackled and a matching steel collar was fixed tightly on my neck. A chain was attached to the collar and was locked to a steel ring on the floor. My wrist cuffs were linked by a chain of roughly 6 inches while my ankles had more playroom between them with a little less than a foot of chain.

I began examining my surroundings and frantically trying to remove the shackles. Each had recent welds on them and there was no sign of them budging. As I kept looking about I saw a camera with a red blinking light indicating it was recording looking directly at me.

I got up to a kneeling position as the cell was only 4 feet tall and the chain locked to the floor by a large padlock didn't allow for much freedom. The front barn doors opened and in came Mandy holding a chain like the one keeping me restrained.

“Wakey wakey sunshine,” she said with malice in her tone.

“What’s going on here? Why am I tied up? Did you roofie me?!”

“Settle down girly, you're currently in your role for your stay with us. Henry just finished welding your cuffs and chains, as for the roofie well we figured you willingly put on your uniform.”

“Let me go! This isn't right! I'm gonna call the police on your redneck asses!!”

“Honey your Mom and Dad signed off on this and since you're still living under their roof and you're not 21 yet you don't have a say. Now I’m gonna explain to you what’s…”

I cut her off saying; “Listen to me you crazy bitch! You're gonna let me go right the fuck now or you're gonna wish you weren't born because you'll be swimming in lawsuits for the rest of your shit life!! And then I’m gonna… AAAAAAH!”

My turn to get cut off and it wasn't pleasant as Mandy threw a cold bucket of dirty water on me.

“NO! You listen you little slut! You're gonna stay in those chains for as long as I say, you're gonna listen to what me and me and Henry tell you and you're gonna be damn grateful to us for teaching you how to be a good person!!”

I was about to retort but Mandy cut me off before I could even utter a sound.

“If you interrupt me again I will whip your soft little skin until it bleeds and you'll beg me for death!!”

I remained on my knees covering my nakedness as best I could. Scared shitless at the moment.

Mandy continued her lecture but returned to a sweet and soft voice.

“Now, you're here to work for us and learn respect. My husband and I will be rough on you and strip you of all your basic human rights. You will rely on us for everything and will be reduced to the equivalent of an animal. You will not speak without permission, you will not complain at any point and you will show appreciation and thank us for teaching you. If you break these directions, if you are disrespectful in any way you will be severely punished and you will suffer. If you obey and don't cause trouble you will be rewarded. Now look to your right in your cage, you will see a page with declarations on it. Read it, out loud and clearly.”

I saw the page and quickly scanned it.

“READ IT! NOW!!”, her tone changed so drastically back to evil bitch that it made me jump.

I began to read the declarations with cringe as these were bad;
I, Riley Granger, willingly submit myself to the teachings of Mistress Mandy and Master Henry.
I understand that my human rights have been suspended temporarily and I am now reduced to a pet, my owners being Mistress Mandy and Master Henry.
I understand that I am here to learn and will be thankful for any opportunity to be corrected by my owners in any way they see fit.
I understand that my shackles are not to be removed for any reason and are there for the safety of my owners and myself.
I will not resist, try to escape or attempt to assault anyone or anything during my time here.
If I break a rule I will beg my owners to correct me so that I may learn my lesson.
I will repeat these rules out loud upon waking up and before going to sleep.


This is so fucked. I can’t believe my folks signed off on this shit.

“Good girl! I’m so proud of you. Now, I’m going to unlock your cage, unlock you from the floor and lock this chain to your collar. Remember the rules and remember the consequences for breaking one.”

Mandy's tone going from sweet and nice to yelling and screaming made my bones chill. That or maybe because I’m naked and shivering all over.

As she said Mandy unlocked the cage, unlocked the chain from the collar and locked the chain she was holding. She tugged slightly to get me moving. It was so humiliating being naked, chained up but now also leashed like a dog. But according to my declarations I am now at that level. Great.

Mandy pulled me towards the door and I stopped in my tracks. She looked back at me and smiled.

“Oh don't you worry honey, we live very far from anyone and even if someone did see you you're not the first here like this. Come on now.”

I followed close behind my… urgh… “Mistress”... hate that I have to call her that. The collar was particularly tight on my throat so any sharp tugs would choke me a bit. Not that I didn't like being choked or wearing collars for sex but this was a bit far out of my comfort zone.

We got outside and Henry was there waiting for us it seemed. He had a wheelbarrow next to him with a shovel inside. I began walking on the gravel lot, it was already a little difficult with the ankle chain but now it started hurting a bit. Try walking on gravel barefoot, it's not fun.

“Wow, I’m surprised to see you come willingly so fast, it usually takes a day or two for most other girls to understand who’s in charge,” Henry said genuinely impressed before continuing.

“Now your first job will be to take this equipment here and go shovel that pile of fertilizer over there. Try not to breathe in too much, it don't smell like flowers that’s for sure! Go slow, no need to rush, remember your chains will hinder your movements a bit. Me and Mandy here will take turns giving you some motivation.”

“Motivation? Are you fucking serious?! I’m not picking up that shit and doing this crap! This is bullshit! I want out here and out of these chains!!”

Now I feel that I should have known better especially after how Mandy explained it all to me a few minutes earlier but I was still in the resistance phase. Before I could continue my rant I felt a sharp pain on my ass, quickly followed by another one on my back, then another on my side, then another on my upper thigh… it kept going until I was on the ground begging for it to stop. They were both using floggers all around my body.

“FUCK YOU!! FUCKING STOP!! OWW!! STOP IT!! YOU CAN’T DO THIS!! ” I sobbed for about a minute but it felt like an hour.

They still didn't stop. In my desperation I gave in and gave them what they wanted.

“PLEASE MISTRESS! MASTER! PLEASE! I’LL BE GOOD! PLEASE LET ME SHOVEL YOUR SHIT!!”

They stopped, I couldn't tell if it was because their arms got tired or because it worked.

“What do you say now, slave?” asked Henry with his flogger raised ready to correct me.

“THANK YOU MASTER FOR TEACHING ME! THANK YOU TOO MISTRESS!”

I felt so humiliated saying all that but I would have said or done anything for the pain to stop. I could feel the welts’ heat around their impact points on my body. The pain was there but slowly subsiding.

“Well I suppose she still needed to learn but still I've seen worse, you must not be very resistant to pain huh slave?” Master Henry said.

“No Master, please let me work, I’ll do anything to not have that happen again.”

“Anything huh? We’ll see about that later,” Mistress Mandy said with a mix of her sweet but evil tone.

With that I grabbed the wheelbarrow and made my way to the fertilizer pile. Mistress had locked the chain to the wheelbarrow, as if I didn't have enough of a handicap with all these other shackles and heavy chains.

I began filling up the wheelbarrow, bringing it and dumping its contents at locations pointed out by Master Henry. The “motivation” they were talking about pre-punishment was not enjoyable. Mistress Mandy had a long whip that she cracked close to me which scared the shit out of me even more and on some swings she would “accidently” hit me.

After about 2 hours of back breaking work and me smelling like sweat and shit Mistress unlocked me from the wheelbarrow and led me to the side of the barn. She locked my leash to a small pole in the ground. Master took a large sponge used to clean cars and began soaping me up with bland smelling soap. Master Henry wasn't shy about it and when he got to soaping up my pussy area which sent quite a lot of tingles down there.

But my momentary pleasure was short-lived when Mistress took a hose and sprayed me down with ice cold water. Master Henry took a clean towel and dried me up a bit. I was led back to the barn and hoped to be put back in my cage to rest, but my owners had other plans.

“Kneel slave, you're gonna earn your rest,” said Mistress Mandy, she came around so my face was crotch level. “Eat my pussy.”

I was so tired and so exhausted I debated begging not to but I knew it would likely only lead to another painful punishment. So I leaned in and obeyed. It had been some time since I last ate a her girl out but I was a bit surprised at how good she tasted, I kept going and after a few minutes I could feel and hear her getting close. She grabbed the chain leash and pulled me in closer. I didn't have much choice and continued to the best of my ability. Within seconds she came all over my mouth and face.

Next came Master Henry. He was much more gentle and let me pleasure him my own way without pulling much on my leash. He came within minutes, I’m definitely a lot better with boys. I had a small sliver of hope that I might get some oral too but Mistress pushed me towards the cage. She unlocked the leash and locked the shorter chain inside the cage.

I was a bit bummed out that I didn't get to cum but I was planning on masturbating once they left me alone. But as usual Mistress was two steps ahead. She crawled inside the cage, unlocked the chain linking my wrist cuffs, roughly forced my arms behind my back, looped the chain around my ankle chain and re-locked the chain back to my wrists putting me in a sort of hogtie position. I had no way to reach my pussy and grinding on the rough dirt and hay floor wasn't an option.

“Goodnight little slut. We'll be back tomorrow to continue your education,” said Mistress as she closed and locked the cage door and both left the barn. I heard an audible lock once they closed the building's door.

I resigned myself to lay down on my side and in mere seconds I was out cold.

The end...?

[Mr. Smith]

This is a nice start. I'm curious to see where you take this. I always like a HEA, but that's from a guy who's never finished a story.

[Fixitman8267]

Oh, no,no,no,. WTF? You can't end the story here and leave us hanging. There is so much more to that story. I want to see her on her knees waiting quietly when her parents pick her up. I want to see her crawl into the back seat of the car. I want to see her call Mom Mistress and her dad Master. That would be a great ending to the story. WWWAAAA!!!

This was a teaser, right? Good story, but it does need some editing. I found an incomplete sentence and some grammatical errors, but overall, not bad for a short story. I look forward to seeing more from you.

[CommodorRaptr]

Thx. I usually just have a rough idea in my head, write it down, do some minor editing and post it. Not really great at following up, probably cuz of my tism.

[Fixitman8267]

Thx. I usually just have a rough idea in my head, write it down, do some minor editing and post it. Not really great at following up, probably cuz of my tism.

Did you mean autism?

I have A.D.D. and find it difficult to keep my interest in a story, that's why I have two unfinished stories on storiesonline. So, I decided to do just short stories. My Maplewood Farms and Maeve's Resolve are the first multi-chapter stories that I've done in a long time.

Maybe you could write several short stories and tie them together with a central theme. I would like to see this story expanded and see how it ends when she is finally reunited with her parents. She will be a changed person, but will she be free or a slave?

[CommodorRaptr]

Yeah, autism. I have friends who are also on the spectrum and we just called it the tism. I might try that. Thank you.