You find yourself downtown. You just entered a sketchy neighbourhood and fear for your safety, once you see the girl of your dreams walking out of a back-door. Dressed in white.
An angel. Come down from heaven. Her soul mission, to bring you a little peace of mind. Bringing you with her up high. You run towards her and start drooling. Yelling for her to stop. She enters a shadow, turns around and suddenly you could swear her dress has turned black.
Yet, the only thing you can see is her legs. You ask if she could show you the way home. For you are lost. She looks down at you and give you a mischievous grin. Then she takes your hand and turn back the way you both came from. You approach the door, smoke pouring out as as it opens once more.
The interior is dark, and the smoke is all around. Yet, you fear not. For in her arms, nothing could hurt you.
"Sit down on that bed, you little slutt".
You sit down and wait in admiration.
"Wait there, I'll be right back".
She leaves the room and you take in your surroundings. You see a cross on the wall, with straps all around. You see horsewhips to your left and rope to your right. A small skylight overhead providing all the lighting in the room. Then you hear a loud bang behind you...
As you turn around terrified, your attention diverted, you feel a rush of air go by you and hear the door close shut. Your Mistress is back. Hiding in the shadows.
The door opens once more behind her, as if by magic. Thinking to yourself that it very well may be. Distracted by your train of thought, you see that she's brought her phone and that there's light on the other side of the door. It takes you a while to realize she's naked, because of the dark.
She puts her phone down on a stand. Screen left on as she approaches you. Afraid of what might happen next, you dare not move. Fully aware that you're most likely being observed. Fully certain whatever will happen next will be filmed. Distracted once more by your thoughts, you fail to realize that she's once more slipped into the shadows, and you look around frantically. Fearing she has left you all alone in her room.
You hear a creek from the floor to your left. Turning over with longing. Praying for her body. Then, all of a sudden, something strikes you on the back from the right. You realize that you have lost sight of the whips and the mistress both. Totally disoriented, when you hear her whisper into your ear.
"You worthless piece of shit, wanted me to show you the way...
This is the way... Undress and I'll show you the way..."
She sits down on your lap, her breasts hitting you in the face as she sits down. You get distracted, looking down, when she cuffs your face in her hand. Lifts it up and your lips meet. All-throughout, she's leaning forward, making you fall onto your back. You see her arm reach under the couch and once she sits back up, you see a glint of light from her hand. Light, reflecting off a knife.
"You'd better hold very, very still, or this might hurt more than you want it too".
She takes the knife and slices your clothes in pieces, whilst saying
"You fucking cunt can't even undress yourself properly, whilst you wait. I must do everything for you it seems".
At this point, you are totally and utterly terrified. Willing to do anything, for you know that messing with this angel of death is not a good idea. You saw her spirit corrupted right in front of your eyes once your foolishness interfered with her mission from god. Her dress going from an angelic white to a demonic black as you did so. You must therefore, now, suffer.
She lifts you up and takes you to a table. Perplexed by her beauty and danger, you barely register the move.
"Lay down, face down! Your face goes through that whole!"
You lay down on the table, on your belly, afraid of what will happen if you disobey. Doing so, you realize there's something beneath the whole in the table. Unable to quite what it is as it's hidden in the shadows. Putting your face down on top of it, as instructed. It's cushioned, as to not hurt your face. The rest of the table is rock hard.
"Now, spread your legs!".
Awaiting what you think will happen next, you gladly spread your legs to the corners of the table, exposing your wet pussy for the world to see.
"Lay very, very still. This might hurt a little, but I promise you that if you move, you will be in a lot more pain!".
At this point you're fearing for your life, but also hoping for the best. She ties your legs to the corners of the table, through hooks hidden under it. She then does the same to your arms. She turns off what little light is left in the room, and you lay there fearful.
"You little cunt! Think you can come in here. Come disrupt my day and not be punished?!"
"Well, you were wrong,"
... You feel a tickling sensation on your back and wonder what it is...
"for now you're mine..."
realizing it's a feather, you start to squirm away from it as best you can, for the tickling is becoming too much to bare
"and I'm not letting you go until you cum for me!".
After a couple of minutes, of this she stops, and you once again wonder if she's left you alone. You feel her fingers going up your legs, up through your thighs, getting closer and close towards your wet pussy... yet she skips right past it to your dismay and continue feeling her way up your back, towards your head.
You feel a strap go across the back of your head. A strap that had been hidden beneath your pillow. She tightens it until you feel your face firmly pressed towards the cushioned material by the gaping hole in the table. At this point, you feel her hands leave your body once more.
Several minutes go by. Several minutes, without her touch. The touch you're desperately starting to long for. Then you hear a motor start below you, an electric motor. Similar to the one found on a drill. This is when you see the thing under the table moving towards your face. You realize it's a dildo. It hits your face and your mistress orders you to
"Open your mouth, slutt... we can't have you moan too loud!".
You obey, and feel the dildo go into your mouth, down your throat. You start to gag, and she stops. Knowing that your head has nowhere to move, you accept the discomfort in your throat. The motor starts once more and you feel the pressure lessen. The dildo is coming back out your mouth...
"That was just a taste..."
"If I hear, a single moan from you... I'll leave it in there permanently".
"I mean, since you're such a big slutt, you might prefer it if I just gave you back the cock right away"...
"Hmm... What do you say, cunt?!"
"ANSWER ME!"
"~ I understand, Mistress!~"
"Now, that's a good girl. Let's get started!"
"What would you like first, the spanking, the strap-on or the licking?!"
"~All those options are excellent Mistress and I fear I am unable to decide.~"
"Well... in that case!"
"Let's bring out the shock-machine".
You're once more left alone in the dark. Hearing creeks from the floor move away from you...
Hearing a drawer open, and then a short burst of light accompanied by clicking sounds. Glancing towards her, you can see her crawl towards you on the floor, the clicking sounds continuing to repeat themselves at regular intervals as she does so. You all of a sudden see her press the objects together once-more and as she does, you see electricity arcing between the two objects, accompanied by another high, shocking sound.
Your Mistress returns and once she does, you see her bend down. Holding a small object right in front of your eyes. You realize she's going to shock you with something powerful. You're praying for god to have mercy on you.
"Oh. don't you worry hon... I know your body will not stand this sort of power... In fact, this is enough electricity to kill a man twice your size"
"Let me just put it down right here, for you to watch..."
"I want you to have the knowledge, that I at any moment in time, can end your life... I can end it just like"
she snaps her fingers
"that."
Unknown to you this was all just a rouse, a taste of the psychological torture that's to follow. An expertly crafted illusion. The leads disconnecting from the source as she approached you. In all of the excitement and terror, you failed to realize that the clicking sound had stopped long before she reached your tense body.
Then she brings out the whip, and starts at the top of your back... With every lash of the whip you feel the wheels going across your back, accompanied by some burning pain. You can't help it, but you let out a small cry
"~Auch...~."
All of a sudden, the whipping stops, and you know fully well what this means...
"~Have mercy on me mistress... I did not mean to let out a sound... I'll do better I promise...~"
"You knew the deal".
She puts the whip aside, and you once again hear that motor start. The only thing you can hear is the motor chugging along below you. The only thing you can see, is the purple dildo being lit up by small LED's spread around it in a circle. The only think you can feel is that silicon going past your teeth, into your mouth and crawling its way down your throat, until your mistress hear you gag.
"That is what you get for being so 'naughty'!"
Your Mistress once more leave you all to yourself. You hear a whipping sound go through the air and brace for the pain... the pain that never comes... You hear it twice more, and nothing happens. You want to ask your Mistress what is happening, but you're glurking on a giant dildo!
All she hears is
"~Mhmmm MmmM...~"
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