I have been a sadist from the time I was little. I enjoyed causing pain and suffering on others. Once in the first grade I put an open stapler in my teachers chair just to hear her scream. I got worse over the years. The more I learned about the human body and responses the better I got at controlling them.
I woke up feeling refreshed and excited about the day ahead. I had everything set up and ready for the bitch. I started making my mind set and ready to start crying. As soon as I got the tears going I called Brandi. I knew she would love to hear how well she succeeded. "Hello?" She answered sounding a little giddy.
"I don't have anyone else to talk to... something happened last night..."
"What happened? Are you ok?" She asked with just a subtle pride in her voice.
"I don't want to say it over the phone, please come over as quickly as possible!"
"Okay, I'll be there in about an hour."
Perfect she'll be here about nine; I smiled wickedly at myself as I was moving my bedding from the washer to the drier. I realized that a sub/slave disappointing you was worse for them than a physical punishment. I worked for a long time to cry on command and I'm glad it pays off.
The cute little soon to be slave that she provided me last night is chained up in a cell. I have the syringe by the door. Outfit lay on the bed, everything is ready.
I heard a car pull up and my little black heart skipped a beat with delight. I grabbed the syringe with my right hand and when she knocked on the door I did my best to make her believe I was distressed. She walked through and I got her in the neck. She was out like a light in a few seconds. I was at least nice enough to catch her before she fell to the floor. It's time to hook her up.
She opened her eyes slowly still dazed; I wonder how long it will take her to realize her predicament. She looked at me and her eyes went wide. "That didn't take long at all." I thought to myself. She tried yelling but it came out a muffled noise from the ball gag. She struggled and noticed her arms were restrained above her head. She looked down and saw her feet tied to pegs sticking out of a pole that lead to a vibrator deep inside her pussy. Lucky for her it wasn't on quite yet.
I stood up and she took in a look she has never seen before. I was wearing a sexy black leather corset; a skirt that barely covered my ass with suspender straps attached to thigh high lace top nylons, and completed with shiny black stripper heals.
I laughed when she would struggle and moan as the intruder move inside her. I pushed her back so that it arched bringing her chest up, I attached nipple clamps to her connected to an elastic string hung from the ceiling. Her eyes stared watering. I smiled and decided to it was time to go to my monologue.