This story was written for me by a regular passenger on The Magic Bus, chastized, and I liked it so much that I wanted to share it with you all.
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I was comfortably seated on The Magic Bus, listening to Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young singing Helpless, one of my favourite tunes of all time. I had my eyes closed, and I was digging the words “yellow moon on the rise, big bird flying across the skies, throwing shadows on our eyes, leave us helpless, helpless” when all of a sudden I heard the most intoxicating voice with a British accent whisper into my ear. My eyes flew open and there was the lovely and exquisite Empress Catherine. “What?” I stammered in surprise, “I’m sorry, Empress, I didn’t hear you. She gave me that look. The one that makes me melt, and get excited, and scares the bejesus out of me, all at the same time. I knew I was in deep trouble. She stared at me for a few more seconds and then said, “Chastized, you know how I hate to repeat myself. What I said was that we have serious business to conduct. You volunteered to perform a service for me, and I am holding you to your promise. The Magic Bus will be arriving at our destination soon; I wanted you to be mentally prepared.” My mind was racing. What promise? What did I have to do that required mental preparation? Oh hell!!! The Bus came to a stop. I stood up and looked around…
There was no one else on the bus except for Empress Catherine and myself. Who the hell had been driving the bus? Is The Magic Bus really magic? Empress Catherine began to make her way to the exit and I followed. We immediately entered a huge room that had the appearance of being a courtroom. I looked around and saw a bench, a witness stand, a place for the jury to sit and two tables. It was indeed a courtroom. Out of nowhere two beautiful deputies approached me. I recognized them immediately as Empress Cassidy and Princess Heather. I began to think I was just dreaming. Suddenly Princess Heather grabbed my arm and pushed me down on the ground. I hit the carpeted floor hard. Her knee landed in the small of my back and I was handcuffed with my hands behind my back. Princess Heather and Empress Cassidy, help lift me up so that I can stand and Empress Cassidy begins to pat me down. I am so surprised and caught off guard with everything, I forgot to enjoy the patting down. Satisfied that I’m not carrying any weapons, they escort me over to one of the tables, which has been conveniently marked “Defence”. I am told to sit, which I do right away. It’s plain to me that Empress Cassidy and Princess Heather are in no joking mood. They are pure business. As I wait patiently for what’s to come next I hear Empress Samantha’s sexy voice announce in a loud, authoritative tone, “The Honourable Ms Ally, all rise!” I stand up and sure enough, there’s Empress Samantha, also dressed in a deputy’s uniform complete with badge, handcuffs, baton, bullets and one of the biggest pistols I have ever seen. She is super-intimidating in her outfit. Entering the courtroom from the right of the bench is Ms Ally wearing a black robe. She takes her seat behind the bench and begins looking at the files which were left there. “Be seated,” Empress Samantha commands, and everyone sits down in their chairs. Ms Ally is holding a file and says in a loud commanding voice, “The Mistresses of LDW versus Chastized.” Empress Samantha says, “Would the defendant please rise.” I stand up. Ms Ally continues, “Chastized you have been charged with the following crimes against the Mistresses of LDW. The first charge is unauthorized masturbation. The second charge is failure to properly commit to a long-term denial plan. The third charge is failure to adequately secure your manhood into a chastity device. How do you plead?” What could I say? They had me dead to rights. It was all true. Even as I was contemplating the severity of my crimes, I still didn’t fully grasp the gravity of the situation. I mean, what would the punishment be? Should I plead not guilty? Would someone come to my defence? Ms Ally interrupted my chaotic thoughts with a bit of impatience. “Chastized, we do not have all day to wait on you. There are only two possible answers, guilty, or not guilty. Again, Chastized, I put it to you. How do you plead?” I gulp. I swallow. I open my mouth to speak but nothing comes out. I look at Ms Ally. She has never looked lovelier. Sitting behind a big desk, on a raised platform, she was looking at me with a questioning look. It’s almost as if she was daring me to say, not guilty. I looked at Empress Samantha for some guidance but there was none forthcoming. I looked back to Ms Ally and proclaimed, “Guilty.” Ms Ally nodded her head and said, “Let the record show that the defendant has pleaded guilty as charged. The court is now ready to pass down sentence. The second charge will be addressed first. Failure to properly commit to a long-term denial plan. This is a very serious breach of the LDW Cock Control creed. I hereby sentence you weekly contact with the Cock Control Mistress of your choice. You must call at least once per calendar week. The third charge of failure to adequately secure your manhood into a chastity device is a personal failing, and must be corrected this very day. The deputies will install your chastity device and entrust the Court with the keys. Your initial sentence is three months, and each subsequent sentence is to be a minimum of three months, with a maximum not to exceed three years. And now for the first charge and the one I consider the most serious. Unauthorized masturbation is a personal affront to the Mistresses of LDW. It cheats you of the opportunity and privilege of managing that nasty little habit of yours. The wearing of your chastity device will certainly keep you from committing this offence in the future; however, it is not punitive enough to satisfy this Court. Therefore, I am sentencing you to ‘six of the best’ to be delivered by the Court appointed official disciplinarian.” I heaved a huge sigh of relief. The sentence wasn’t that bad. I liked wearing a chastity device anyway and to call the Mistresses at Cock Control once a week wasn’t exactly a punishment. Of course I could withstand ‘six of the best’. All in all, it was a very light sentence. Then the whole world changed, and my stomach sank, and I began to sweat. I heard Ms Ally say, “Empress Catherine has just returned from her trip to the U.K. While there she managed to purchase twelve canes. ‘Six of the best,’ with each individual new cane on the bare backside to be delivered with the utmost strictness and harshness in full view of all witnesses here in this court. This sentence is to be commenced immediately. Please secure the prisoner to the whipping bench.”
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