The Dungeon Master
Her hands were secured firmly and he had some clips on the wall to secure her legs spread wide beneath her. He Wrapped the strap around her tall boots and reached up under her dress to fondle her clit for just a moment.
"Since you are a disobedient little slut, and wont be respectful to me, You will have to be gagged until you know how to address your superiors." He attached a vibrator to the wall using a suction cup and left it in the on position just our of reach of her aching clit.
As he walked across the room to fetch his gag, she wiggled and sqirmed, trying to rub her pussy on the vibrating cock just out of her reach. the stone was cold and rough on her back, but she could think of nothing else but satisfaction.
When he returned he inquired, "Do you want me fuck you?" She replied with a slow nod and the phrase as instructed, "Yes Sir."
Pleased, he decided she was not yet ready for the gag, but he bent the dildo up into her clit for a moment. The vibrating rubber sent electric waves of sensation up her body, but before she could reach her climax he took it away.
He instructed her further, "you will make no sound except when you are asked a question. Your only response will be 'Yes Sir' or 'no sir'. Do you understand.
shaking with pleasure and anticipation, her voice was reduced to a quivering wisper, but she replied, "Yes Sir"
"Good!" he responded Because now we dont need this. He tossed the ball gag to the floor near the bench in the middle of the room.
He un-buckled the back of her dress and unlaced her waist cincher. Her dress fell softly to the floor leaving her only in a lacy thong and demi-bra.
he reached out to her breasts with both hands and began gently rubbing the nipples with his thumbs. "Do you like that slut" he teased.
"Yes Sir" she moaned.
"Do you want me to be rougher?"
"Yes Sir" she begged.
"Do you want to beg for it?"
"Yes Sir, Please Sir I want it harder" And so he abliged, pinching each little pink nub roughly through the lace of the bra. He leaned down and put his teeth on one and rubbed them side to side eliciting tiny moans and yelps from her.
Suddenly he stopped and looked at her. She had lost control entirely and was arching her back in an attempt to put her tits closer to the source of pleasure's torment. "No!" He asserted, "Not a sound, unless you are addressd."
She rememberd that she had a mouth and replied, "Yes Sir".
He grinned and said, "very good!, you are learning."
He reached down between her thighs and ran his finger along the string of her thong just barely tickling her engorged clit and labia. She Shivered and gasped, but not a sound left her lips.
He took a knife from his back pocket and flicked it open. He Ran the blade across her chest from shoulder to shoulder and then down from her throat to her navel. It was a very sharp knife and it left the tinyest cuts where he pressed a little harder on her stomach. He bent down and licked the tiny bead of blood from where he cut her.
With a sudden quickness, he drew the knife up and cut open her bra at the front and it fell to the ground at her feet.
The cool damp air on her breasts tightened her nipples further to the point of aching. The pink areola were pinched and wrinkled with arousal and the cold.
He put his blade underneath one and laid his lips against the other. He ran his tongue so softly along her nipple, that she could barely feel it, except for the warmth. When he switched places, she could take no more and cried out.
"Please Sir, Please fuck me, I cant take any more, I need to be fucked, At least let me come, just once. Please sir!"
"Since you are a disobedient little slut, and wont be respectful to me, You will have to be gagged until you know how to address your superiors." He attached a vibrator to the wall using a suction cup and left it in the on position just our of reach of her aching clit.
As he walked across the room to fetch his gag, she wiggled and sqirmed, trying to rub her pussy on the vibrating cock just out of her reach. the stone was cold and rough on her back, but she could think of nothing else but satisfaction.
When he returned he inquired, "Do you want me fuck you?" She replied with a slow nod and the phrase as instructed, "Yes Sir."
Pleased, he decided she was not yet ready for the gag, but he bent the dildo up into her clit for a moment. The vibrating rubber sent electric waves of sensation up her body, but before she could reach her climax he took it away.
He instructed her further, "you will make no sound except when you are asked a question. Your only response will be 'Yes Sir' or 'no sir'. Do you understand.
shaking with pleasure and anticipation, her voice was reduced to a quivering wisper, but she replied, "Yes Sir"
"Good!" he responded Because now we dont need this. He tossed the ball gag to the floor near the bench in the middle of the room.
He un-buckled the back of her dress and unlaced her waist cincher. Her dress fell softly to the floor leaving her only in a lacy thong and demi-bra.
he reached out to her breasts with both hands and began gently rubbing the nipples with his thumbs. "Do you like that slut" he teased.
"Yes Sir" she moaned.
"Do you want me to be rougher?"
"Yes Sir" she begged.
"Do you want to beg for it?"
"Yes Sir, Please Sir I want it harder" And so he abliged, pinching each little pink nub roughly through the lace of the bra. He leaned down and put his teeth on one and rubbed them side to side eliciting tiny moans and yelps from her.
Suddenly he stopped and looked at her. She had lost control entirely and was arching her back in an attempt to put her tits closer to the source of pleasure's torment. "No!" He asserted, "Not a sound, unless you are addressd."
She rememberd that she had a mouth and replied, "Yes Sir".
He grinned and said, "very good!, you are learning."
He reached down between her thighs and ran his finger along the string of her thong just barely tickling her engorged clit and labia. She Shivered and gasped, but not a sound left her lips.
He took a knife from his back pocket and flicked it open. He Ran the blade across her chest from shoulder to shoulder and then down from her throat to her navel. It was a very sharp knife and it left the tinyest cuts where he pressed a little harder on her stomach. He bent down and licked the tiny bead of blood from where he cut her.
With a sudden quickness, he drew the knife up and cut open her bra at the front and it fell to the ground at her feet.
The cool damp air on her breasts tightened her nipples further to the point of aching. The pink areola were pinched and wrinkled with arousal and the cold.
He put his blade underneath one and laid his lips against the other. He ran his tongue so softly along her nipple, that she could barely feel it, except for the warmth. When he switched places, she could take no more and cried out.
"Please Sir, Please fuck me, I cant take any more, I need to be fucked, At least let me come, just once. Please sir!"