....You're in a room or what seems like a room?
Everything is white, there's no floor, ceiling nor
walls of any kind? You look down at yourself, your
clothes are as white as the space around you?
The space is vast but empty as you seek something or
someone?

You hear a soft high pitched sound yet you don't know
where it comes from? You begin walking trying to find
the sound, eventually honing in on one direction where
it seems loudest?! As you walk the sound becomes
stronger, knowing you're walking yet you can't tell if
you're actually moving? Perhaps you're walking in
place, it's so hard to tell in this completely white
space?!
Gradually the sound grows louder as you get nearer!
Not only do you hear it with your ears, but now in
your mind as well, ever intensifying the closer you
get to it!

In the distance you see what looks like someone or
something ahead. Excitedly you pick up your forward
motion! The nearer to it you get, the louder and more
intense the sound becomes in your mind and now your
body! A harmonic disonance, something shrill and
shrieking! Closer still you move forward towards this
person, this thing?
Still unable to make out exactly what it is?
The sound has become like a wave rushing over you,
vibrating every part of your being all at once!! You
clasp your hands over your ears trying to muffle the
wave of sound and still you are drawn forward!!!

Wondering why you even searched out this wailing ,
screaming, banshee like sound?! What possessed you to
seek it and now you want to run from it! Unable to do
so, your legs and feet will not listen to your brain.
Your brain cannot make the connection any longer, your
torso being pulled along by your legs. Lifting them up
and setting them down, step, step, stepping, your feet
will not stop!

Almost before you have time to realize it you're
standing next to this person, thing, being, whatever?!
Its wearing the same clothing you are, it's back to
you. A Huge Wall of sound surrounding you, thrumming
through you, wanting to stop the bludgeoning volume
you reach out placing your hand on what looks to be
its shoulder, this piercing screech bearing down upon
you from everywhere and no where!!! Forcibly turning
it to face you, at once you're frightened, excited and
amazed. The face coming into view is that of a hound,
dark and black it is. A long snout and piercing black
eyes. Yet it has hands and fingers and its holding
what loks like a whistle?
All at once you recognize it! It is the canine head
& face of Anubis - Egyptian God of the Underworld and
he's holding a dog whistle to his lips!!! You reach
out grasping his wrist, pulling his hand and the
whistle free from his lips. The sound Stops!!! Anubis
baring his teeth at you, smiling his evil grin!
Breaking your contact he again places the whistle to
his lips and the Wall becomes sharper, voluminous,
surrounding and enveloping you.....

Your eyes snap open, your alarm clock screaming at
you!!! You sit bolt upright slamming your hand down
upon it! Gripping it in your hand you pull back
ferociously, ripping the plug from the wall! Like a
baseball pitcher throwing his best ball, watching in
slow motion as it leaves your fingertips, its forward
motion propelling it precisely through the open window
of your bedroom!!!

Surprised at yourself at how quickly you reacted
and yet relieved that the screeching banshee has
finally ceased!!! Rubbing your eyes and stretching
your arms above you, the image of Anubis in your minds
eye! Wondering at the imagery and yet understanding
the symbolism of the sound calling and drawing you to
it - A Dog Whistle indeed!!

Shaking your head, you move to the shower.
Realizing the time and how you must get ready for work
once more. Wondering what new delights and disciplines
await?! Today you're feeling a bit more risque',
wanting to see just how much you can get away with
under your work attire? You don a bustier, garter belt
and stockings, the stocking tops having a lotus flower
relief imprinted upon them. Skyscraper black pumps
that really accentuate your calves and thighs. Putting
on a gray poly/cotton skirt, its split nearly up to
your ass showing lots of flesh, a matching blouse
while somewhat demure hints at showing even more flesh
if you move and bend in certain ways?! Only your best
slut makeup will do for the day as you blush your
cheeks and cut that dark line around the fringe of
your lips with a makeup pencil. Looking in the mirror
once more, satisfied you'll be noticed and hopefully
reprimanded within short order upon your arrival?!
You step from your apartment a haughty expression on
your face, walking to your car like a cheap whore,
really "workin it" for all to see!!!

On your drive through the city, each and every stop
light is an invitation to flash your smile at men in
their cars, pulling your blouse off your shoulders,
winking at them as they drive by. Pursing your lips to
blow kisses at them, laughing as they act so foolish,
speeding up and slowing down trying to stay next to
you!! Finally becoming bored with this you hit the gas
and make your turns losing them in the morning
commute.

Upon arrival at Master Buckman's home. The gate as
always swings open as you automatically drive in.
Pulling into your parking space and opening your door,
you slide a slinky, silky, sexy leg out into the air,
your skirt splitting all the way as you set your
heeled foot onto the ground. Feeling like a hot nasty
bitch in heat you make your way to the entry door and
go inside.

Once inside Staff members are waiting for you.
Before you realize whats happening they're upon you!
Handcuffing your wrists behind your back and
blindfolding you, they immediately escort you to
another part of the house!!! Excited immeasurably by
this, you can't help but play up the haughty bitch
routine even more, swinging your hips, and talking to
them, though no words do they return to you! Within
moments your hands are freed from behind you only to
be cuffed in front of you and drawn upwards feeling
something click above your head as your blindfold is
removed. There you are standing in a well lit room, a
huge pane of glass in front of you floor to ceiling!
You can see what looks to be velvet curtains hanging
on the other side, they are drawn closed. You see that
you are unquestionably restrained and cannot get
loose. Shortly, in walks Mistress Ingrid, that stern
expression upon her face. "I've heard and seen as
you've taken liberties while on your way here my
little BITCH!!!" Grabbing your jaw in a vice like
grip, hurting your mouth sharply! Drawing her face
close to yours "So you've dressed like a whore today
have you?" "Well then I suppose it's only fair that
you be treated like one if you are going to dress like
one?!!"

Somewhat surprised but only slightly by her remarks
you can only wince in pain as she releases your jaw,
then deftly reaches down to rip your blouse open,
buttons flying, scattering everywhere!
Her hands moving downward tearing your skirt from you
as well!
"I see our little BITCH isn't wearing any panties and
LOOK her cock is very hard and swollen now isn't it?!"
"Awwww what a nasty little SLUT BITCH you are!!!" "You
came here today dressed like this because you wanted
to be punished didn't you WHORE?!!!" Arms beginning to
ache and go slightly numb you nod your head Yes.
"Well we aren't in the habit of granting any requests
around here, on the contrary we're Much More
Interested in YOU following our EXPLICIT ORDERS YOU
FUCKING SISSY SLUT BITCH!!!" and with that Mistress
Ingrid raises her left hand and the curtains slowly
begin to open.

Arms almost completely numb now, hands clasped and
locked above you, except for your lingerie you're
completely exposed for all eyes to see!!! Overwhelmed
you see shadows of people as cheers and wicked peels
of laughter exude from the other side!! You feel your
body being lifted, pulled upward a few inches.
Mistress Ingrid kicks off your shoes as your toes
barely touch the floor. All of a sudden you feel
extreme heat from under you beginning to lash at your
toes, raising first one foot then the other, you begin
moving on tip toes the heat so instense you begin to
sweat. The crowd behind the glass telling you to
"DANCE SLUT!" "DANCE FOR US" as Mistress Ingrid looks
on an Evil Smile upon her face!
When you're sure you're going to pass out from the
heat and pain on your tip toes it stops!!! More
laughter assails you as just as suddenly you felt
heat, now you feel cold blowing up from below! Your
swollen cock retreats back on itself. The COLD air
billowing up around your skin, you're immediately
covered in goose bumps and your nipples stand up so
hard you'd swear they were going to pop right off!!!
Again on your tip toes COLD!!! MY GOD ITS SO FUCKING
COLD as again the crowd behind the glass Hoots and
Hollars, Their Laughter echoing throughout the room!!!
As suddenly as it came its gone, no COLD, no HEAT,
Nothing!!!

Dangling there in front of a crowd completely
humiliated, like an animal in a Zoo you feel yourself
being lowered to a standing position. Reaching up
Mistress Ingrid releases the cuffs from the clasp
holding your arms above you and suddenly you feel like
a million needles are stabbing at you all at once. The
blood rushing back into your arms and hands. OH MY
GODDESS it Hurts and Feels Good at the same time!!
Pain/Pleasure overwhelming you but not how you
expected it to feel at all??!!

Taking your hair into her hand Mistress Ingrid
forces you onto all fours on the bare floor. Placing a
lead around your neck she uses her riding crop on your
ass, forcing you to crawl and move aound the room,
pulling on the lead when she wants you to turn?!!
"Alright now, WHO wants to make this SISSY SLUT their
BITCH FOR A DAY?!" "YOU CAN HAVE HER DO ANYTHING YOU
WANT, BUT YOU CANNOT MARK HER OR SCAR HER IN ANY WAY,
SHAPE OR FORM!"
"LETS START THE BIDDING AT TWO DOLLARS!"

Here you are on all fours as Mistress Ingrid is
showing and selling you like livestock!
"HERE SHE IS FOLKS OUR NEWEST SLUT BITCH READY AND
AVAILABLE FOR WHATEVER YOU DESIRE?!!"
"LOOK AT HER NEARLY PERFECT ASS AND LEGS!" "
YOU COULDN'T ASK FOR SUCH A SWEET NASTY FUCKING SISSY
SLUT BITCH AND ONLY FOR TWO DOLLARS!!!" C'MON NOW DO I
HEAR TWO??!" A male voice pipes up and says "I'LL
GIVE YOU TWENTY FIVE CENTS FOR HER?!" Another voice
chimes in "THIRTY FIVE CENTS?!" More voices chime in
and within moments the bidding is up to a Dollar Sixty
Five! Suddenly a deep baritone voice breaks through
the shouts and laughter.... "TWENTY DOLLARS!" The
crowd goes silent...."I'LL GIVE YOU TWENTY DOLLARS AND
NOT A PENNY MORE FOR HER?!"....GOING ONCE......GOING
TWICE......SOLD FOR TWENTY DOLLARS!!!!!...and with
that Mistress Ingrid smacks you on the ass Hard and
leads you from the room on all fours.

Blindfolding you once again you're led into an
anteroom just off the main room. You're then lifted up
onto your feet as you hear a door close and latch
behind you. You wait for what seems like an
interminably long time and just when you relax you
hear the door open and the sound of large boots on the
tile. "Alright you Slut Bitch let me have a look at
you up close?" "I want to see and touch what I paid
twenty dollars for?" "Yes, Yes you'll do nicely!"

At that very moment you'd swear you've heard this
voice before, but you can't place it?! The inflections
sound familiar but being so deep in timbre it's hard
to figure out?!! Not like Master Buckman's soft deep
voice, more hard edges to it, nonetheless you know it
but being so excited and humiliated at the sametime,
sold like an animal, you put it out of your mind for
now as you're led from the room still handcuffed and
blindfolded.

Oh please let the bidder be her little brother