The sterile room wrapped around them, Beral's eyes wide as the chill of space seemed to press in through the portal, the wall nearly a blanket of blackness dotted with the bright stars of distant planets. The cruel tug on her collar drags the girl forward, her hands and knees shuffling on the carpet silently.
"Kneel slave." Savage growls, yanking on the leather lead that is clasped to his sex kitten's collar. The soft, billowy trousers he wears, doing nothing to demenish the Lion's powerful masculinity. His attention focused on a evil looking contraption, fiddling with some buttons on a console nearby.
Beral swallows nervously as she raises up from her crawl, her toes pointed together, her arches cradling her ass as she kneels, pushing her knees wide against the carpet, proudly displaying her pussy though her Master's attention is elsewhere.
Purring Savage turns, his eyes roving over the pretty display of his slut and his pussy…"Good girl." Pausing to pet her head, tugging on her ears in an absent display of affection before unclasping the lead. Moving around behind her, the carpet muffling his steps. Beral keeps her eyes downcast, though her head is held up.
)Crack!(
The thick leather lead is swung with a Master's brute strength and desire to brightly decorate his slave's ass, Savage purrs again as he reaches down, rubbing his hand over the warmed fur…"You are so sexy, my little fucktoy, want to show your Master what fantasies burn in a cumsluts mind?"
Moaning softly, Beral arches up against the heat of her Master as he crouches behind her, her legs spread wider as his hand wanders around her hips and down her stomach to her bared pussy, shaved at the whim of her owner…"Y-yes Master." Though she eyes the chair with misgivings.
"Good." Another harsh smack on her ass, this one bare handed, even as Savage's other hand cups her pussy, the girl's jolt of motion pushing his fingers into her cunt. "Eager bitch, aren’t we?" letting his fingers tease the girl, tempting her to disobey him, "Are you getting in the chair, Beral?" a soft warning accompanied by another slap, this one lower on her ass.
Shivers as she untangles herself from the trap of pleasure and pain, her pussy glistening between her thighs as she gingerly sits down into the chair, her breath a hiss as the hot sting on her ass reacts to the cold metal of the chair. Shifting uncomfortably, Beral's eyes are glued to Savage as he moves about the room, preparing for her ordeal. His voice soothing, soft with the edge of steel as he works, explaining to the slave girl what he is doing.
"See, these will monitor your body's response." His hand firmly lowering shackles of iron around her wrists, the metal with plenty of give, though sharp needles poke through, barely grazing her fur…"It also helps to keep you still." His smile just a hint of mockery as he reaches out, folding a black hood over Beral's sharp featured face, "Can you breath babygirl?" asked as he carefully adjusts the hood around her head, slipping a silver band aligned with her temples over that. Kneeling down, her snaps another set of shackles around her ankles, replicas of the ones at her wrists…running his hand up her calf, wrapping around to slide down her thigh, pushing her legs open wider, "You look so sexy slut." Whispered in encouragement as his hands roam higher, palming her well formed tits, roughly rubbing her nipples into hard tips. Leaning forward, Savage pauses to taste one, then the other…moaning in spite of himself before letting go with a slight pop, letting the nipples slide out between his teeth. Reaching out for the electrodes that lead back to the machine…"These also record your response, tell me how horny my little whore is as she fantasizes." With a deft flick of his wrists, he clamps both nipples in the cruel hold of the clips, dropping the wires so they bounce off her ribcage, hanging down heavily…Smiling wickedly as he hears her shriek, her voice shrilly muffled by the black hood covering her face. "Such a good slave." Murmured as he crouches back down, running his hands down her body, not letting himself get distracted with the pleasures of torture…"Last probe honey…you'll like this one." A long cylindrical vibrator, it's surface a gleaming silver, straps attached to the base as he touches the cold tip to his slave kitten's clit, enjoying her moan at the chill before her body heats up the probe…tilting it down, Savage enjoys the slow thrill of watching it disappearing into her cunt…strapping it in place before straightening up…his arousal very obvious through the lightweight drape of his trousers…dropping his hand to rub himself lewdly he praises his property.
"You look so sexy slut, so fuckable all tied up like that." His eyes studying the nude display of his slut, her legs tied down at the base of the chair, black straps lining her hips, holding in the impressive length of the probe in her pussy. Her nipples twisted upwards, clamped into a puckering display by silver clips. The feline's pretty face obscured by a seamless hood, smooth against her head. Her wrists also secured…an immobile sex toy on display.
Turning his attention to the display screen…Savage for the moment focuses on finding his cumsluts deepest, darkest desires. Fiddling with the knobs a moment, waiting until the picture comes into focus…
The first image is of a black tiled bathroom, a huge tub white in a pit of blackness. The tub is sunken into a tile platform, one side lined with an arched glass window, brass spickets pour out the water underneath a plate glass shower wall. Ferns are hung in the corners of the room. The floor paved in a rust natural clay, laid over with thick black mats. A curvy redhead leans over the tile platform, her knees on the floor as she soaps up the back of a solidly built man, bubbles wrapped around his lower body, his blond hair tied back, out of the waters touch. The slave, for it's obvious she is under the man's control reaches up, her fleshy tits pillowing against the cold tile, her hands wrapping around to wash the man's chest as he lounges backwards against the tubs cool surface, the steam from the water clouding the glass overhead. No sound to the display, a sudden movement from the redhead hints at a command spoken, standing up, it is clear her pussy is smooth shaven, gingerly she steps into the water, the heat creeping up, staining her white skin pink with its intensity. Her Master's hands glide up his property, leaving a trail of bubbles before tugging her down, the girl straddling his hips, the soapy water and bubbles blocking the view. The Master reaches up, his big hands pressed against his sluts tits, pushing them up, her skin slippery with water, curling his fingers around her nipples, tugging her down to his mouth. Their kiss sensual, the slave leaning forward against her Master's chest, her ass exposed with a splotchy layer of bubbles clinging to her skin as he tugs apart her asscheeks, her tight asshole exposed as he lifts up, his large cock rises out of the water majestically, aroused as he starts to press, pushing the redhead backwards, making her ass claim his cock.
"Pretty, but tame." Savage growls, turning his attention back on the slut attached to his cruel little machine. A sudden striking as he reaches out, tugging on the leads that attach to Beral's nipples, making the girl cry out in pain and surprise…"You can do better my little whore…prostitute your fantasies for me." Striding back, his attention once more intent on the display screen.
