Chapter 1: The Punishment of Lord Basil's Czar
Lord Basil's ruggedly handsome face breaks into a cruel smile of satisfaction as He notes his voluptuous slave tara kneeling quietly in the darkened hall outside His private chambers. In her mouth held elbow cuffs, and 4 or 5 alligator clamps, though He could not see those at this distance. The rich baritone of His deepthroated laugh made her smile, but the chill in His voice when He finally spoke made her slave's heart skip a beat. "
Well, well, I see My proud saucy czarina tara has finally cum crawling to her LORD and MASTER to beg her penance!!
"
The wretched, long limbed pleasureslut wisely did not move to enter, indeed she spoke only in return, her voice hoarse and trembling with dread at what she could only begin to imagine was about to befall her. "
y-y-yes, my beloved Lord Master, Your lazy cuntbitch is here to beg Your strictest instruction and punishment for so arrogantly testing her Lord and so poorly reflecting gracious manners to His guest
." Not once did the bitch look up, oh no, she dared not gaze upon Her Master in the appalling state of displeasure she had so foolishly placed herself in.
"
ENTER, slut, and cum quickly, lest you tempt My wrath further,
" Lord Basil said with a cruel laugh, enjoying the way her bohemian titties swung and bounced as she dropped on all fours and hurriedly crawled to her slave's station before His empty throne. His most prized and headstrong, yet adoring and devoted slave was completely naked, all but the 6-inch cumfukkme heels which Lord Basil required of all His girls. On the rare occasion he permitted tara to stand and walk like a freewoman, her enormous robust titties bobbed and jiggled so wildly, her firm ripe ass swaying with such whorish invitation that it sorely tested the nearly unlimited bounds of His self control and filled His being with a raging hunger to mount the bitch on the spot, thrusting and piercing the lusty slut through until she lay writhing and whimpering for mercy beneath Him, begging her release to ecstatic pleasure.
THIS last transgression, however
, would not do... mmmmmm no indeed, Lord Basil reflected, the whore needed to learn her fucking lesson and learn it promptly! The audacity of the slut, confessing she
had
thought to send the thank you note to His guest, for the privilege of servicing Him for her Lord's pleasure, then not bothering to do anything until Lord Basil inquired about it days later!
Lord Basil rose from His reclining position, tightened the sash of his rich velvet robe, picked up his knotted leather whip, and walked over to the whore, gazing down at her naked beauty, deliberately waiting ... making her agonize and squirm in anticipation of His displeasure, which she had yet to taste fully.
His voice now was low and deadly calm. "
Indeed, My darling czarinacunt, I'm afraid I have quite spoiled you...
" pausing, He leaned down and took the elbow cuffs from the slut's teeth, deftly cuffing her arms behind her back at the elbows, leaving her somewhat free yet terribly vulnerable and exposed. "
but no matter,
My pussypet,
that is about to be corrected.
" He spoke gently, watching His slut and smiling as she shuddered at His words. Still, tara knelt silently with eyes lowered, legs spread obscenely wide apart, the elbow cuffs causing her full, luscious breasts to thrust forward with even greater exaggeration.
"
What a shameless fucking whore you are My lovely tara,
" Lord Basil laughed softly, "
Tits already hard as rocks I see!
"
He suddenly let the strands of his knotted leather whip fall lightly down across the slut's back, causing the bitch to jump nearly out of her skin since she hadn't seen it coming. Lord Basil then reached down quickly, tightly gripped one nipple and pulled it roughly, shaking her breast vigorously by the tit until He heard the slut gasp sharply in pain. She bit her lip then, not begging for mercy. The cunt knew better than that.
"
Oh, but My darling lazy fukkwhore czarina,
" Lord Bazil cooed softly, "
does that pain you?
" Wisely, the bitch remained silent. He took the other tit in His large hand then, squeezing the breast cruelly into His fist and mashing it beneath His fingertips, digging deeply into her tender flesh. The whore groaned, biting down harder on her lip and leaning forward instinctively in an attempt to lessen the pull on her breast, not that it helped....
"
