The Prisoner's Exchange

Tags:[script offer] [M4F] or optional [MM4F] The Prisoner’s Exchange [Rape] [Prisoner] [MDom] [Fsub] [Crop/spanking][Slapping] [Aftercare][part 1?][Humiliation]


Background: A female leader of a failed rebellion was captured by the Lord of the country who plans to turn her into his personal sex slave. She attempts to escape, but is caught, though not before creating a scene. He has her anchored to the floor beside his desk and is waiting for the guard who is responsible for her escape. This script is M4F, but there is an optional MM4F if you include the lines from the guard. Feel free to make changes to the script to make it sound right for your voice acting style. Also feel free to omit some or all of the sound effects- I know there are quite a few.

Script:

(Door opening as the Lord drags the cuffed rebel leader into the office)

Lord: (angry voice) you are going to pay dearly for that escape attempt, Pet. Just you wait; once I am done dealing with that fucking idiot of a guard, you and I are going to spend some one on one time in my quarters. Now get down on the floor and kneel here, beside my desk.

(Rebel refuses)

(Refusal is replied with a slap)

Lord: I said kneel down now (Shoving her down)

(Chains rattling as he attaches her cuffs to the loop)

Lord: It seems that the only way to ensure you do not escape is to keep you under my own personal supervision. Here is how this is going to work; you will remain silent, and obey all commands given to you. Should you refuse, as I have said before; you or someone you care about will suffer the consequences.

(Door knocks)

Lord: (To knocker): Wait one moment.

Lord: (To the prisoner) One more thing, Pet, you are not to look at guests unless told to, you are to keep your eyes to the floor. Male guests shall be addressed as ‘sir’, female guests shall be addressed as ‘ma’am’, and I shall be addressed as your lord.

Lord: (To the knocker) come in.

(Door opens, two guards enter including the one who let her escape)

Lord: (to rebel) eyes to the ground, Pet.

Lord: So you are the idiot who let my pet escape. What is your name?

Guard: Erik Mathews, My Lord.

Lord: Let me see, Mathews, Erik.

(Sound of a drawer/filing cabinet opening)

Lord: Here’s your file. You have a daughter at home?

Guard: Yes, My Lord.

(Sound of turning paper)

Lord: Mmm, from the pictures in your file, she looks delectable; she would be fun to play with.

Guard: Please sir, don’t punish my daughter, it was my fault the prisoner escaped.

Lord: I know it was your fault, but you care about your daughter, thus, punishing her, would hurt you more than if I were to punish you directly. Why don’t you tell me exactly what happened while I figure out how to deal with you.

Guard: I was instructed to bring the prisoner her daily meal, but when I did, she jumped me and stole my keys.

Lord: You are honestly telling me that you let her get the upper hand? Your only job was to not let her escape and you did exactly that. Besides, you are supposed to approach high security prisoners in pairs, not alone. I am afraid I have no choice but to consider serious repercussions for your actions.

Guard: Please, sir, leave my daughter alone! She has done nothing to deserve this!

Lord: I shall consider the possibility of sparing your daughter, but for now, you are to be placed in custody, in fact, why not the cell that you let my Pet escape from.

(Rebel starts to protest)

Lord: (Almost a snarl) I thought I told you to be quiet, Pet.

(Sound of a pocketknife opening)

Lord: If you do not start behaving yourself, you may lose the privilege of clothing. Let’s start with that shirt.
(Sound of fabric ripping as her shirt is cut off)

Lord: what a pretty bra you have on, it would be terrible if I had to cut it from you. Now say farewell, to Erik Mathews.

(The door opens)

Lord: (laughing at rebel) you would actually take a punishment for him?

Lord: (To the guards) Wait a moment, gentlemen.

Lord: Watch what you say, Pet, you already have a rough road ahead of you. Do you really want to take a beating for a man and a girl you don’t even know?

(He gets up from the desk and drags a chair into the centre of the room)

Lord: Fine, I will choose the manner of your punishment and in return, Erik and his daughter will be left unharmed.

Lord: (to the men) why don’t you two stay and watch; the sofa is right there, just make yourselves comfortable, oh and fetch me that crop by the door there.

(Chains are unlocked)
Lord: Strip.

(Prisoner hesitates)

Lord: come on, you heard me, strip. We all want to see that beautiful body of yours.

(She begins to remove her clothing)

Lord: Hurry it up, and stop trying to cover yourself, I want to see those tits on display. Now for the panties... good girl, look at that pussy, I cannot wait to have a feel, but that is for another time.

(He sits down in the chair and pats his leg)

Lord: Come here and lie across my lap. I am drawing impatient Pet, come here, or I will go back on my decision, and punish you anyway. (She starts to move towards him) Good, bend over my knee, that’s it. Now, you will receive forty lashes from the crop, after each hit you will count and thank me. If you lose count, or fail to thank me properly, it will be five more lashes.

Lord: (Smack) one, that’s it. (Smack)... two (Smack)... three, you are on your own now (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)....... (Tsking sound) have you lost count already? Now you have to take forty five lashes. (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)...Stay still (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)...... Keep thanking me, good, (Smack)... (Smack)... Louder, I can’t quite hear you (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack) almost there, Pet (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack)... (Smack) All done, Pet. My goodness, you look rather shaken, let’s get you onto the couch for a moment.

(Grunts as he lifts her up)

Lord: (to the guards) Looks like you are a free man, Mr Mathews, now get out of my office and don’t you dare fuck up again.

(The two men hurry out and the door closes behind them)

Lord: (with a softer, yet firm voice) Calm down, Pet, let me get this blanket over your shoulders.

(He sets her down, resting her head on his lap)

Lord: shhh, easy now, no need to quiver, just let me take care of you. As your master, my job is to take care of you. Rest your head on my lap and let me stroke your hair (petting sounds). You took that punishment very well; I am so proud of you. Shhh, let those tears out, cry into my lap, you will be fine. Soon you will learn to be my good little Pet. Soon you will forget your days as the rebel leader, all you will care about is making me happy and in return, I will look after you. Just close your eyes, don’t struggle or panic we will start your training in a while, but for now, I want you well rested. You are a very good girl, and one day, you will be my perfect, little submissive pet. Sleep tight, My Dear.