Debbie Part 5

She donned a pair of surgical rubber gloves and began washing Debbie's naked member gently, producing the usual reaction from Debbie. When she had dried Debbie's member, she had Giselle fetch an icebox. As Debbie saw the icebox she knew what her fate would be and she began to cry and whimper: "Mistress, please, Mistress," she sobbed, tears rolling down her cheeks. "Oh, shut up, stupid slut," Mistress spat back, "you knew this was coming. You know that slave-bitches like you can't run around being allowed to cum whenever they like. Worthless sluts like the two of you have to be kept under strict control.

You exist only for the pleasure of others, not your own. Understood?" she asked, glancing at Giselle also. "Mistress, yes Mistress", they meekly replied in unison. "Fine. No more whining from either of you", Mistress finished and fished a large ice bag from the cooler and wrapped it around Debbie's genitals. Debbie cried out with shock and pain as she felt her member shrinking and the cold spreading through her abdomen. Soon her cock was a tiny shriveled thing, but Mistress was nothing if not thorough. She held the ice pack around Debbie's genitals for several minutes just to make sure. Then she produced Debbie's chastity device. It was the same as Giselle's; a small metal tube that was pressed over her cock. At the end of the tube were two metal strips holding the head of her cock, so that only the head, now squeezed by the metal strips, stuck out of the tube. At the other end of the tube a mesh cage for Debbie's balls made from metal wire was fixed. When this was put in place and the wires tightened Mistress used a small lock to make sure that the chastity device couldn't be removed without either the key or with some sort of cutting tool. Debbie was crying inconsolably and Giselle looked pityingly at her. Mistress smiled broadly: "There. Now you are on your way to your proper place in life as a chastised bitch.