Waiting and watching the door for Her pet, Melita taps long sharp blood red nails on the steering wheel.. knowing that the slut should be downstairs any moment now. An evil smile crosses Her face, seeing the door crack open and Her pet appear... dressed as she was ordered, red leather halter neck top, short black leather skirt, split up the sides to show her legs to full advantage, and a simple pair of black stiletto sandals. Melita waits but a moment watching the girl walk down the street, to where she was told to wait for her Owner.
Melita starts the engine to the van, looking over Her shoulder.. telling the Man behind Her to get ready, the slut is just down the road.. Pulling out onto the street, She stops right beside the wide-eyed girl, smiling wickedly as Markum pulls the door open, jumps out grabbing the girl before she has a chance to react.
He binds her wrists with the police issue stainless steel cuffs that Melita supplied, and shoves chrysana into the awaiting van. Melita looks behind Her, smiling at the girl... 'Our plans have changed pet, I think you will find tonights games a little bit more... intense.' An evil laugh escapes as She watches chrysana's mouth widen in shock, and panic slowly creeps in. Markum shoves a gag into her mouth, she fights against Him, not wanting His hands on her... not knowing who He is and why, WHY her Mistress has done this, chrysana's mind works overtime, trying to figure out what is happening.
A black hood is placed over her head, and suddenly her world goes quiet except for the hum of the engine, her Mistress is no longer talking to her, and Her friend sits beside the girl, His hands holding her down. They drive for what chrysana believes is about 10 miles, the van slows, and then stops.. she hears her Mistresses door open and shut, then the roller door at the side open. Melita leans in, grabs the girl by her arm and drags her out of the van.
chrysana stumbles, her heels sinking into soft ground, she is pulled up by her Mistress and the mystery Man. They force her through a door, and shove her down into a kitchen chair... Melita places Her hands on the girls thighs, Her face level with Her hooded pet. speaking softly She says to her 'pet, you're out in the middle of nowhere, at My mercy... you can scream all you like and no one will hear you, as you know, your screams only excite Me further.. so please.. scream as much as you dare.' Digging Her nails into Her pet's thighs She laughs evilly.
Bringing one hand up, She strokes chrysana's cheek, tenderly, knowing that, that one motion.. will confuse her more then anything. Snapping Her fingers, She addresses Markum, 'Dear, introduce Yourself to the slut and tell her why You are here.' She nods to Him, a deep voice resonates through the girls mind 'Slut, My name is Master Markum, your Mistress requested My presence, to restrain, torture and interrogate you. Unless otherwise told, you will not address either Myself or your Mistress, as She stated, you may scream, but they will not help you.'
Underneath the hood, chrysana tests the gag He placed on her, she tries to push it out with her tongue, but can't find enough purchase on it to do so. Melita yanks the hood off her head, yanking her head back by her hair, She stares into Her sluts eyes... chrysana swallows hard, not seeing her tender, loving Mistress, her panic deepens, seeing Mistress' normally caring blue eyes, have turned a cold, harsh and strange, deep grey.
The girl tries to pull away, not liking what she sees, from One she loves so deeply. The slut lowers her eyes, watching her Owners lips, once kissing her passionately, now sneer as if almost in disdain at what is before Her. Melita walks behind the girl, a fist still wrapped up in her hair, making sure the girl has no choice but to watch Her face.
Strong hands grab her legs, pulling them apart, so wide that they send shockwaves of pain all the way through her. Markum holds her legs, watching her tremble, enjoying the torment of the girl before Him. Melita nods to Him, and pulls the slut up by her hair, as He grabs the waistband of her skirt, pulling her behind Him out of the room and to another part of the house. They push her into a room, bare but for another kitchen chair, some chain hanging from the ceiling, and a table filled with knives, whips and canes.
The girl shivers, her body betraying her, excited by seeing her Mistress' tools. Melita laughs evilly, knowing Her girls reaction well. Pulling a key out from Her top, She unsnaps the cuffs, holding chrysana's wrists, before reattaching the heavy leather restraints with D rings.. to these She pulls the chains down, a sharp resounding snap of metal on metal echoes through the room. With both hands chained, She pulls on the chaining, raising Her pet's arms above her head.. until she is so stretched that her ass just barely grazes the chair beneath her.
Chrysana, tries to sit down, but the pull on her arms is excruitiating. Melita walks towards the table, running Her fingertips over Her tools, stroking them all lovingly, knowing that tho what is to come may scare Her pet, it is all done with love and affection. Selecting one of Her specially made 1/4 inch thick bamboo canes, She walks back to the girl, swishing it through the air as She walks onto Her booted calf, an audible crack sounding each time it hits the leather.
Trailing the cane over Her slut's thighs She leans close to her ear and whispers softly 'This can go two ways slut, either you tell Markum and I what I wish to know, and you may enjoy the night... or you can hold your tongue and I shall beat the answer out of you.' The girls eyes immediately flick over to her Mistress, the look of utter panic pleases Melita. Bringing Her arm back, Melita strikes the cane against Her slut's thighs.. chrysana yelps aloud, as a crimson strip immediately appears on her skin.
Melita smirks slightly, knowing Her pet has enjoyed and endured much more then this, but the mind fuck has increased the pain she is experiencing tenfold. 'All you need to do pet, is answer Me honestly and this shall end here and now.. you have been pleasuring yourself selfishly have you not?' The end of the question marked with another crack with the cane over the girls thighs.
Chrysana mutters out a shaky 'No Mistress, pet knows Your rules, and obeys them fully.' Melita strikes the cane down once more adding a little more force this time, 'Slut, I shall have the truth out of you, or your blood shall be spilled.' Nodding to Markum, Melita steps back from Her girl, He yanks the chair from beneath her and throws it away, kicking away chrysana's feet, forcing her weight fully onto her chained arms.
