"Now slave" Michael commanded when he was sure Sabrina had finished. "Clean yourself up and return to the main room. Do not keep me waiting!"
"Yes, Master" Sabrina replied, immediately going to the hand basin.
Looking into the mirror, she was surprised by what she saw. Although exhausted, her skin was glowing and her eyes were clear. They drifted lower to take in the effect of her bound breasts. These were round and full, with the nipples standing out proud, showing off to great effect the golden rings with which they had been pierced. Almost involuntarily, her fingers rose to caress her nipples, running them softly around the aureoles and over the tips.
"Did I say you could touch yourself?" Michael thundered, from the doorway.
Sabrina flinched. She had forgotten he would be there! Now she was in trouble, for she knew her master was angry.
Michael strode into the bathroom and grabbed Sabrina by the hair.
"Down on your knees, slave!" he shouted, shoving her roughly to the floor.
Whimpering, Sabrina swiftly complied. She opened her mouth to apologise.
"No talking Slave. You have severely displeased me and now you will pay the price!" Michael grated.
Pulling her by the hair, he dragged her out of the bathroom and back into the main room. He took a clip from his pocket and attached on end to a d-ring on her collar and the other to a ring in the floor. He then clipped Sabrina's wrists together behind her and pulled down a hook from the ceiling. He then raised it until her arms were raised painfully high in the air. He left her there weeping whilst he moved around the room, preparing the equipment he would be using for her punishment.
Sabrina was shaking with dread. Her position was very painful and meant that she could not see Michael's face or what he was doing. She could tell, however, by the tone of his voice and the abrupt way that he was moving about the room, that he was extremely angry! Finally his footsteps approached the place where she knelt. He detached her collar from the floor ring and yanked her head back to look at him.
"I had been inclined to be lenient today, Slave," he informed her, "seeing as you had done so well. However, you have now spoilt that and I must take steps to make sure that you never forget your place, ever again!"
Pulling painfully on her hair, Michael jerked her to her feet and pushed her a couple of metres into the centre of the room. There she saw a large metal hoop set within a frame which had been brought out from where it had stood against one of the walls. It was now locked into place via specially designed slots in the floor and ceiling.
Michael grabbed Sabrina's wrists and one by one attached them to rings set at the top of the circle. Then he did the same with her ankles. Finally, he plaited a leather thong through her hair and attached it so tightly to another ring at the very top of the circle that it set up a constant ache in her scalp. When Michael was finished, Sabrina was held in a spread position, arms and legs held out in an X, her head locked into position and her body completely immobilised but easily accessible to whatever was in store for her.
"By the time I have finished with you today, you will wish that you had never forgotten your place, slave" Michael hissed. "You will bow to my will or I shall break you. It is your choice!"
Sabrina shivered at the menace in his voice. She had thought things were bad before. How much worse were they now going to get!
Michael moved out of her sight and went to his set of drawers. Returning to where she was restrained he showed her a pair of nipple clamps. Swiftly, he set about removing the ropes that still encircled her breasts. She could not stop a moan escaping as feeling suddenly rushed back into her breasts, bringing a stinging sensation. She was, however, to get no reprieve.
No sooner had the ropes fallen to the floor than Michael gripped and pinched first one, then the other of her nipples, locking into place the pair of clamps. Sabrina cried out in pain. This pair was more severe than any she had previously experienced. That coupled with the sensations flooding back into her breasts, combined with the tenderness being caused by the fresh piercings was almost more than she could endure. Then to her dismay, Michael took a pair of heavy weights and attached these to each of the clamps, unmercifully letting them suddenly drop so that the full weight dragged against her sensitive nipples. Sabrina screamed in agony.
Without giving any sign that he had heard her cries of pain, Michael moved back to the drawers and removed a huge vibrator & butt plug. Without hesitation he pushed the vibrator against Sabrina's pussy, forcing it, inch by inch, up inside her until it rested at the very neck of her cervix. Then, using the smallest amount of lubrication possible to ensure maximum discomfort, he pushed the butt plug into her asshole, unmercifully keeping up the pressure despite her screams until its entire length was inside her.
By now tears were pouring down Sabrina's face, but Michael was not yet finished. He pulled a tube of toothpaste from his pocket and liberally smeared it between her pussy lips and over her clit. At first nothing happened, but then Sabrina tried to writhe away from the burning sensation it was creating. However, restrained as she was, there was little she could do to escape.
Michael now moved across the room to a cupboard, which he opened. Laid out inside were a variety of whips and floggers, ranging from a simple flat paddle through to a full length bull whip. He selected a couple of implements and closed the doors. Striding back to where Sabrina was held, he showed her what he had brought. The first was a thin, flexible cane that whistled as he whipped it through the air. The second was a flogger – a leather whip that ended in multiple thin strands, each with a small knot at its very tip.
