Rachel whimpered as he moaned in anticipation. He was only making her all the more nervous. She bit down harder on her gag, wishing that she could just escape away. She looked up at him impatiently, wanting him to just tell her to start sucking so she could get it over with. She heard his voice, and he reached for her vibrator control. She shied away, but he turned it up anyways, making it buzz inside of her even harder. She whined and squirmed desperately, whimpering before she slid his member into her mouth. She began to bob her head and lick him all over, looking up at him desperately. She teased the underside and the tip, trying to get him to cum quickly. She whimpered and teased him, trying to use her whines to send soft vibrations through his member. She wanted, needed, him to cum quickly.
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More than she had ever expected (Lily X QB)
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"Oughhaah...Uuhhnn..." moaned Joshua softly, clenching his fists and tightening his muscles around the lower area as he felt the arousal spike when her tongue stroked and her orifice accost his hardened, throbbing member. Feeling her drool softly lather against his muscle sent a powerful tingle that had his heart pumping harder feeling her tongue service him. His testicles were also included in her little service, tongue against the underside leaving a thin layer of saliva really did do wonders as his manhood tingled.
"Uhhmm! Fuuhh! Oughh yeah!" he cried out, jerking his body forward, almost as if humping her while she had given him pleasure to his manhood. She was so good at this act, was it really her first time giving anyone head? Chin pointing to the roof, he moaned loudly as he felt her tongue gently lap, stroke and lick at the cap, really hitting the sweet spot as his own arousal slowly began to rise.
It really wouldn't be long until she could finish him off, squirting his semen into her mouth. "Iighh! D-don't stop! Fuuuhhhck!" he cried out, sounding as if he exaggerated the ordeal just for her benefit. Yet again, he turned up the vibrator a little more, letting her hot breaths from panting stroke his already hardened member.
"Uhhmm! Fuuhh! Oughh yeah!" he cried out, jerking his body forward, almost as if humping her while she had given him pleasure to his manhood. She was so good at this act, was it really her first time giving anyone head? Chin pointing to the roof, he moaned loudly as he felt her tongue gently lap, stroke and lick at the cap, really hitting the sweet spot as his own arousal slowly began to rise.
It really wouldn't be long until she could finish him off, squirting his semen into her mouth. "Iighh! D-don't stop! Fuuuhhhck!" he cried out, sounding as if he exaggerated the ordeal just for her benefit. Yet again, he turned up the vibrator a little more, letting her hot breaths from panting stroke his already hardened member.
Rachel tensed as he moaned. She didn't like the sounds. He was making her feel like he was teasing her. She kept licking him and panting, trying to get him off. She could feel him tensing as well, getting closer and closer to his climax. Her tongue licked at every part of him, trying to get him to cum. She had never given head before, only heard her friends talk about it. She felt him start jerking forward, and she whined in protest. She looked up at him with wide eyes, teasing the tip and going back down to work all the way up to the tip again. She just hoped this would be the most he would make her do.
She heard him groaning, and his member throbbed in her mouth. She kept licking, panting on his member, likely sending tingles through him. When he came in her mouth, she whined and waited, pulling back when he was done. She couldn't effectively swallow, so she sat there with his seed in her mouth. She whimpered, wishing he'd just let her go. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him desperately.
She heard him groaning, and his member throbbed in her mouth. She kept licking, panting on his member, likely sending tingles through him. When he came in her mouth, she whined and waited, pulling back when he was done. She couldn't effectively swallow, so she sat there with his seed in her mouth. She whimpered, wishing he'd just let her go. Her eyes were wide as she looked up at him desperately.
"Uhhhh...that was some good stuff!" he said, "Now swallow it all!" Removing the ring gag, he made it quite obvious that he would punish her should she refuse his orders. True to his words, he turned off the vibrator, letting her now simmer being in the midst of an orgasm yet being unable to fully release or climax. When he was done, he softly stroked her hair. "Tastes good, right?" he teased, softly stroking her breasts. Once he grew bored, he simply connected a leash on her neck. "Walk." he commanded. She was bound however, saving her the shame of walking on all fours atleast.
Leading her up to his room, there was even a life-sized Dog house, one that could house a large dog, but it was obvious just who was going there. Strapping the leash to a u-bolt on the floor, she could now move her collar only a slight bit, not being able to leave out. Sliding a small bowl filled with water, it was obvious she had to lap it all out, considering she was still tied up and leashed. "Hey, Doggy, wag your bum bum!" he commanded, smiling wryly.
Leading her up to his room, there was even a life-sized Dog house, one that could house a large dog, but it was obvious just who was going there. Strapping the leash to a u-bolt on the floor, she could now move her collar only a slight bit, not being able to leave out. Sliding a small bowl filled with water, it was obvious she had to lap it all out, considering she was still tied up and leashed. "Hey, Doggy, wag your bum bum!" he commanded, smiling wryly.
Rachel whimpered and swallowed it all, trembling in disgust. She shook her head at him and whimpered, but she didn't protest. She looked up at him with wide eyes, and she gave a low sigh when he turned off her vibrator. Her pussy was throbbing, and she whimpered quietly as he dragged her to her feet and led her by her leash. She could only imagine what he had for her as she was led up to his room.
She whined when she saw the doghouse. She didn't want to be stuck there. She whimpered and knelt down, watching as he hooked her leash to the hook so she couldn't escape as easily. She swayed her body back and forth, shaking her little butt. She whined and backed into the house to protect herself. She was tired and she just wanted to go to sleep. It wasn't fair.
She whined when she saw the doghouse. She didn't want to be stuck there. She whimpered and knelt down, watching as he hooked her leash to the hook so she couldn't escape as easily. She swayed her body back and forth, shaking her little butt. She whined and backed into the house to protect herself. She was tired and she just wanted to go to sleep. It wasn't fair.
"Goood girl!" he said, walking closer to her dog house, softly stroking her red hair. Inside was a small pillow, the house big enough to fit her should she curl up. A proper lodging for a slave like her. Gently landing a kiss to her lips, he smiled. "Well, looks like my doggy is so tired. I'll treat you tommorow to a little walk outside, coupled with a little surprise...aren't you excited?" he asked, smiling gently as he stroked her hair ever so lovingly.
"You'll love your new home if you just warm up to it." he advised, gently patting her shoulder to reinforce his 'kindness' even though his kindness was extremely skewed and twisted to enforce loyalty to him. "Are you enjoying all the fun things Master is doing to you?" If he could repeat the lies over and over, eventually she would be forced to accept that lie as the truth.
"You'll love your new home if you just warm up to it." he advised, gently patting her shoulder to reinforce his 'kindness' even though his kindness was extremely skewed and twisted to enforce loyalty to him. "Are you enjoying all the fun things Master is doing to you?" If he could repeat the lies over and over, eventually she would be forced to accept that lie as the truth.
Rachel growled and pressed her butt to the back of the house, feeling him kiss her. She hid inside, curling up and shaking her head. She wanted him to leave her alone. In here was better than nothing. At least her heat would be trapped. She settled her head on the pillow, watching as he stroked her hair. She shook her head when he asked if she was excited. More like scared and worried. She shut her eyes and whined. Why couldn't he understand that she didn't want to be here?
She shook her head again when he asked if she was enjoying everything. She whined, looking up at him with sad eyes. She wanted him to remove her gag. "Uhh~" she whined, pointing at her gag. Her emerald eyes were wide, and she trembled a little with cold. She wished she had a blanket or something. She felt his pat on her shoulder and whimpered. She didn't like it. She cringed away, hating his lies. She didn't want to lose herself in all of this, and she was afraid she would, and become his little slut and slave. She shut her eyes and whined, curling up tighter. Maybe he'd just leave her alone and let her sleep.
She shook her head again when he asked if she was enjoying everything. She whined, looking up at him with sad eyes. She wanted him to remove her gag. "Uhh~" she whined, pointing at her gag. Her emerald eyes were wide, and she trembled a little with cold. She wished she had a blanket or something. She felt his pat on her shoulder and whimpered. She didn't like it. She cringed away, hating his lies. She didn't want to lose herself in all of this, and she was afraid she would, and become his little slut and slave. She shut her eyes and whined, curling up tighter. Maybe he'd just leave her alone and let her sleep.
It was all personal opinion, so he didn't really punish his pet for shaking her head. He relished the pain he saw visibly in her eyes, smiling softly as he stood up, grasping a blanket barely able to cover her from the neck down. "Well, it seems my little puppy is cold...only right for the master to give a blankie, right?" he asked, smiling as he softly kissed her cheek. A moment's rest for tomorrow's intense torment. How many orgasms had she gone through today? Just how aroused was she after all those times he continually tortured and put her against her limits?
"Good night, doggy." he said, expecting a response from his slave as he gently lay in his warm bed, wrapping himself in his sheets as he slept comfortably, his own libido undettered as his mind played forth his various fantasies, things that he would invariably do to her one way or another. So, in contrast with his slave, he slept very well, almost falling asleep instantly upon hitting the pillow and experiencing his inner most kinky desires.
"Good night, doggy." he said, expecting a response from his slave as he gently lay in his warm bed, wrapping himself in his sheets as he slept comfortably, his own libido undettered as his mind played forth his various fantasies, things that he would invariably do to her one way or another. So, in contrast with his slave, he slept very well, almost falling asleep instantly upon hitting the pillow and experiencing his inner most kinky desires.
The girl who had hardly talked to him in England whimpered from her curled up position as he covered her body with a thin blanket. She still shivered, though she was sure it was warmer than being outside of the doghouse without a blanket. She heard him lightly snoring soon after he had kissed her goodnight, and she wished so much that she could sleep that quickly.
She didn't fall asleep for a few hours. She grumbled in her sleep, tossing and turning Nd making noise as she hit the bed. She whimpered as she dreamed of all the horrible things he would do to her in her life here. She dreamed of escaping and suing her parents for what they'd done. She sighed and relaxed a little, sleeping heavier and sounder.
She didn't fall asleep for a few hours. She grumbled in her sleep, tossing and turning Nd making noise as she hit the bed. She whimpered as she dreamed of all the horrible things he would do to her in her life here. She dreamed of escaping and suing her parents for what they'd done. She sighed and relaxed a little, sleeping heavier and sounder.
Sunlight filtered from the windows, illuminating the room with warm sunlight. Sitting up and stretching, he yawned sheepishly. "Uwahhhhh! Good morning, pet!" he said, walking up to the dog house as he softly stroked her red hair. She looked so cute when she was asleep, the young British girl looked extremely gorgeous, much so that he was already so very excited about the next day. "Wake up, doggy!" he said, smiling as he ran his hands across her naked skin, softly rubbing her cheeks. "Psst! Wake up!" he whispered, gently kissing her cheek as he stuck his head in.
Yanking the chain slightly, he pulled her through for a rude awakening. "Good morning slave." he said, expecting her to reply in the appropriate way as any good slave must say.
Yanking the chain slightly, he pulled her through for a rude awakening. "Good morning slave." he said, expecting her to reply in the appropriate way as any good slave must say.
The girl did not wake up right away as her master began to touch her and bother her. She groaned and rolled over, curling up in a tighter ball as she slept beneath the thin blanket. Her red hair flowed around her, a bit tangled. When he yanked her out all of the sudden, she yelped and tumbled out of her doghouse. She rubbed her neck and looked up at him, growling quietly as she shook her head. She crossed her arms and narrowed her eyes. She didn't want to be his slave, and she had hoped this whole thing was just a nightmare. She didn't reply to his chipper voice.
Even now, the look of displeasure spread on Joshua's face. It was clear her defiance was getting on his nerves. "You know what, this deserves a little punishment." he said, smiling as he grasped what looked like a cloth, pressint it on her mouth and nose. Despite her struggles, the chloroform quickly took effect, knocking out the young British lady, unconscious and limp on his arms. Dressing her up in luxurious undergarments, he brought her to his kitchen, laying her on the floor. There, he bound a crotchrope at her waist, going down her privates and through the in-between of her buttocks. Throwing the rope over, it created some kind of a pulley action where if he pulled on the free end, it would force the crotchrope to tighten. Pulling a little bit, with her arms bound behind her she was effectively helpless. Tying a bucket near the end of the rope nearest to him, he placed the bud just inside of her anus with a little lick of saliva from him. The predicament was simple: she was forced to stand up, the crotchrope leading over the rafters and lowering near him. If he were to put pressure on the rope, it would force her to move her crotch a little higher, forcing her to her tippy toes just to keep the ropes from rubbing her pussy raw.
Though she slowly came to during the time she was bound, he helped the groggy Rachel get up. "Hello there, beautiful!" he said, pinching her lips to incite drooling, "Today we're going to do a little dancing! Your thighs look so well toned, I'd love to see them straining today." Pulling down on the rope almost forced her even a slight inch to dangle solely at her crotchrope, only to have him stop and let go for a momentary reprieve. Walking out of the room for a moment just to let her test her binds, he came back with a basket of rocks. Even she would get the idea that by placing a rock on the bucket at the end of her crotchrope past the rafters would be pulled down, subsequently putting pressure on her pussy.
"Here's the deal. Every act of disobedience will earn you a rock. Fun, right?" he asked, smiling as he took his meal, placing one rock just to let her feel the weight. Holding the next one, he asked "What is your three sizes?" he asked all at once, wondering if she could catch it amidst the soreness and the buzzing. The orgasms from yesterday must still have her slightly sensitive, to let her know that the torture was only to begin anew, he smiled.
Though she slowly came to during the time she was bound, he helped the groggy Rachel get up. "Hello there, beautiful!" he said, pinching her lips to incite drooling, "Today we're going to do a little dancing! Your thighs look so well toned, I'd love to see them straining today." Pulling down on the rope almost forced her even a slight inch to dangle solely at her crotchrope, only to have him stop and let go for a momentary reprieve. Walking out of the room for a moment just to let her test her binds, he came back with a basket of rocks. Even she would get the idea that by placing a rock on the bucket at the end of her crotchrope past the rafters would be pulled down, subsequently putting pressure on her pussy.
"Here's the deal. Every act of disobedience will earn you a rock. Fun, right?" he asked, smiling as he took his meal, placing one rock just to let her feel the weight. Holding the next one, he asked "What is your three sizes?" he asked all at once, wondering if she could catch it amidst the soreness and the buzzing. The orgasms from yesterday must still have her slightly sensitive, to let her know that the torture was only to begin anew, he smiled.
Rachel looked at him with wide eyes, shaking her head and trying to crawl back into her doghouse quickly. He grabbed her, and pressed the cloth to her mouth and nose. She thrashed about and kicked, before she realized just what the thing was. She slowly collapsed in his arms, completely limp.
When she woke up again, she was halfway out of it. She blinked blearily, the image of her master before her slowly coming into focus. He pinched her lips, and she felt warm drool trickle down her lips. She went up on her toes, feeling the crotch rope pressing to her pussy. When he pulled on it, she cried out in distress. As he walked out, she began to squirm. She began to get the thing to loosen, until it wasn't really touching her. She whimpered and looked up at him.
She yelped when he put a rock in her bucket. She tensed and looked at him, trying to figure it out. She frowned and whimpered, still squirming. Her clit was very sensitive, and the rope rubbed on her crotch uncomfortably. "Irtuh-ife, wen-y-efen, irtuh-eigh," {Thirty-five, twenty-seven, thirty-eight} she said. She didn't know hers for sure, but she knew that was the measurements for her dress size in American numbers. it was as close as she would get. She squirmed and looked up at him with wide eyes. She could feel the bud buzzing, bumping around inside of her, and she whimpered quietly. Why did he have to enjoy torturing her like this?
When she woke up again, she was halfway out of it. She blinked blearily, the image of her master before her slowly coming into focus. He pinched her lips, and she felt warm drool trickle down her lips. She went up on her toes, feeling the crotch rope pressing to her pussy. When he pulled on it, she cried out in distress. As he walked out, she began to squirm. She began to get the thing to loosen, until it wasn't really touching her. She whimpered and looked up at him.
She yelped when he put a rock in her bucket. She tensed and looked at him, trying to figure it out. She frowned and whimpered, still squirming. Her clit was very sensitive, and the rope rubbed on her crotch uncomfortably. "Irtuh-ife, wen-y-efen, irtuh-eigh," {Thirty-five, twenty-seven, thirty-eight} she said. She didn't know hers for sure, but she knew that was the measurements for her dress size in American numbers. it was as close as she would get. She squirmed and looked up at him with wide eyes. She could feel the bud buzzing, bumping around inside of her, and she whimpered quietly. Why did he have to enjoy torturing her like this?
Hearing his red-haired slave declare her sizes, he wrote them down gingerly, taking his time and relaxing even as she was immersed in such a pleasurably torturous sexual position, on her feet, her lower areas slightly elevated lest she wanted to tighten up all the slack and press the rope further against her wet slit. She looked extremely distressed, appropriate for his slave to know or atleast think that it was futile to try and resist. "Good work! But for disobeying me before...you get a rock!" he said, dropping it into the bucket with a dull clunk, forcing the rope to pull and subsequently causing his slave to strain further. Though she did wear undergarments, her arousal was beginning to permeate even beyond her undergarments, a small dark spot forming on her panties and her nipples softly standing erect.
Watching as she would struggle and moan, drool still flowing down her bottom lip. Her patience must really be running thin! "Next question!" he said, standing up as he stroked her chin, a hand gently fondling her breasts. Feeling the cloth of her bra and the warmth of her flesh was indeed a turn on; he preferred seeing her body clothed somewhat while being tortured. Hence the choice of luxurious lingerie while she was bound to form a tarty, yet overall sexy look! "What did you do prior to being sent here as my gift? Tell me a good gagged tale!" he asked, clearly trying to provoke and infuriate her. No doubt she would start drooling just telling him what she had done!
But in the case she did resist, he held a rock right in plain view, reminding her just what would happen if she disobeyed. The question is, would she still continue to defy him even in a position like this?
Watching as she would struggle and moan, drool still flowing down her bottom lip. Her patience must really be running thin! "Next question!" he said, standing up as he stroked her chin, a hand gently fondling her breasts. Feeling the cloth of her bra and the warmth of her flesh was indeed a turn on; he preferred seeing her body clothed somewhat while being tortured. Hence the choice of luxurious lingerie while she was bound to form a tarty, yet overall sexy look! "What did you do prior to being sent here as my gift? Tell me a good gagged tale!" he asked, clearly trying to provoke and infuriate her. No doubt she would start drooling just telling him what she had done!
But in the case she did resist, he held a rock right in plain view, reminding her just what would happen if she disobeyed. The question is, would she still continue to defy him even in a position like this?
Rachel whimpered as he took so much time. She squirmed and shifted, her legs trembling as she tried to stay up on her toes. Her legs were aching, and she groaned quietly, trying to relieve the pain. She could feel the wetness growing in her crotch, and it just made her blush even more with embarrassment that the very thing she didn't like was turning her on.
She looked up when he finally finished writing down her sizes. She gave little cries of protest when another rock was dropped into the bucket, causing the rope to push up further into her crotch. She whined and shook her head, shifting again. Putting less weight on her feet caused more pressure on her pussy, but pushing up hurt her feet and legs. She didn't know which way was better.
She tensed when he mentioned another question, her emerald eyes looking to his face. She was getting frustrated with all of this. She licked on the ball gag, trying to push it out of her mouth, but it wouldn't go any further than it was, and she certainly couldn't undo it. She watched as he came over and stroked her face. Drool streaked down her chin, and she blushed as he touched her breasts.
she heard the question, and she growled in frustration. "Thae ath ethore, en oo rre nn rithain." {Same as before, when you were in Britain.} She narrowed her eyes at him. She was getting frustrated at him. Drool trickled down her chin, and she couldn't stop it. Her tongue was held down by the gag, and she couldn't swallow.
She looked up when he finally finished writing down her sizes. She gave little cries of protest when another rock was dropped into the bucket, causing the rope to push up further into her crotch. She whined and shook her head, shifting again. Putting less weight on her feet caused more pressure on her pussy, but pushing up hurt her feet and legs. She didn't know which way was better.
She tensed when he mentioned another question, her emerald eyes looking to his face. She was getting frustrated with all of this. She licked on the ball gag, trying to push it out of her mouth, but it wouldn't go any further than it was, and she certainly couldn't undo it. She watched as he came over and stroked her face. Drool streaked down her chin, and she blushed as he touched her breasts.
she heard the question, and she growled in frustration. "Thae ath ethore, en oo rre nn rithain." {Same as before, when you were in Britain.} She narrowed her eyes at him. She was getting frustrated at him. Drool trickled down her chin, and she couldn't stop it. Her tongue was held down by the gag, and she couldn't swallow.
"You look troubled. Is it the temperature?" he teased, softly groping her left breast. It was obvious that he acted in such a way just to punish and torment her. Her pussy must be so raw being forced to such a position for quite some time. With the vibrator pressing against her labia from the crotchrope continuing it's seemingly endless onslaught of arousal made it so that even if she did keep to the balls of her feet, the arousal would still continue to strain against her. He had a particularly cruel trick to play, just to test her endurance and her tenacity.
"Bend your left foot up, sole to your right thigh like a Ballerina. Keep your leg up and sing London Bridge is coming down." he commanded, brandishing the crop which he patted against her left ankle, continuing to do so until she did as he commanded. With only one leg to support her body weight, he wondered just how long she could last before she would literally come tumbling down from the intensity. The purpose of this little 'test' was to see whether she would follow his commands. Of course, he hoped that he drilled the fact that he would only continue tormenting her should she resist him.
"Come now! Sing, let Master know just how delightful the sound of your gagged voice is!" he asked, softly stroking her left clit with the crop, gently rubbing. Her pussy was rather engorged, the cloth of her panties stretched from being pulled on by the crotchrope and the wetness making it pucker up against her throbbing, warm flesh. "If you drop your foot you have to start over! If you fail me three times, I'll add this rock in!" he had declared that to her proudly, that smirk ever so taunting.
"Bend your left foot up, sole to your right thigh like a Ballerina. Keep your leg up and sing London Bridge is coming down." he commanded, brandishing the crop which he patted against her left ankle, continuing to do so until she did as he commanded. With only one leg to support her body weight, he wondered just how long she could last before she would literally come tumbling down from the intensity. The purpose of this little 'test' was to see whether she would follow his commands. Of course, he hoped that he drilled the fact that he would only continue tormenting her should she resist him.
"Come now! Sing, let Master know just how delightful the sound of your gagged voice is!" he asked, softly stroking her left clit with the crop, gently rubbing. Her pussy was rather engorged, the cloth of her panties stretched from being pulled on by the crotchrope and the wetness making it pucker up against her throbbing, warm flesh. "If you drop your foot you have to start over! If you fail me three times, I'll add this rock in!" he had declared that to her proudly, that smirk ever so taunting.
Rachel whimpered as he groped her left breast. The girl squirmed a little, her body swaying as she tried not to fall. She looked at him with wide eyes, feeling her sore pussy as she shifted. That was gonna be tender for a while. She groaned with arousal as the vibrator dug into her labia. She trembled and stayed up on the balls of her feet, feeling her legs and feet cramping.
She listened as he gave her a challenge. The girl knew that she wouldn't be able to last long. She put her foot up on her thigh, her other leg trembling from the strain and her arousal, now increased by the crotchrope and vibrator pressing into her nether lips. She wailed and shook her head. "Nghhh," she groaned. She shut her eyes and drew in a breath, feeling her leg trembling. "'Ondun Gridge ith aglleeg gown, aglleeg gown, aglleeg gown, Ondun Gridge ith aglleeg gown, aye faiiir ady." Her leg gave out, and she cried out as she felt the crotchrope dig right into her pussy. She whimpered and shook her head. She was amazed she'd even lasted to sing the song. "'Leathe, Mathtah, ayem thowy." {Please, Master, I'm sorry.} She whimpered and looked at him with wide emerald eyes, hoping that he would let her down.
She listened as he gave her a challenge. The girl knew that she wouldn't be able to last long. She put her foot up on her thigh, her other leg trembling from the strain and her arousal, now increased by the crotchrope and vibrator pressing into her nether lips. She wailed and shook her head. "Nghhh," she groaned. She shut her eyes and drew in a breath, feeling her leg trembling. "'Ondun Gridge ith aglleeg gown, aglleeg gown, aglleeg gown, Ondun Gridge ith aglleeg gown, aye faiiir ady." Her leg gave out, and she cried out as she felt the crotchrope dig right into her pussy. She whimpered and shook her head. She was amazed she'd even lasted to sing the song. "'Leathe, Mathtah, ayem thowy." {Please, Master, I'm sorry.} She whimpered and looked at him with wide emerald eyes, hoping that he would let her down.
As she had shakily attempted his command, he felt his elation rise as she sang along, humiliating and demeaning herself whilst arousing herself even more. Not a single trace of resistance...her conditioning was going along quite well! It wouldn't be long now until she would just become another slobbering, cock-craving bondage bimbo. "You did well, Slut." he commented, untying the bucket as he caught the rope, slowly easing her down as he let her lay out on the floor, amidst the puddle of fluids that leaked out of her as he turned off the vibrator as well.
Kneeling down, he removed her ball gag, letting it dangle at her neck. Grasping her cheek with one hand, he carefully pressed her lips against his in a romantic kiss. She must be in such a daze, after all that torment with the ropes rubbing her sensitive flesh raw, the vibrator assaulting her body and the humiliating show she was forced to undergo just for relief. His other hand ever so gently fondled her lips, tracing and rubbing against her sensitive clit, poking and softly rubbing.
When he was done, he hoped she was tormented enough to follow his words without having to be dragged around with the leash or to use the crop to convince her. "Stand up." he commanded, "It's time I condition you to be a truly obedient slave." Nudging her feet apart, she was forced to spread her legs out a little, just enough to provide discomfort. He also untied her hands, but he hit her arms with the crop. "No. Palm open, beside your waist. Now." he commanded. "Head straight, look forward. Maintain THAT position." he seemed very serious. However, at the middle of where she stood was a small hole, where he erected a stick that just barely hung close to her nether parts. With a microphone-like vibrator, he placed it pointing up to her pussy, the socket fitting well as he turned it on to Medium.
"Count to 298. Do not flinch, change your position, fidget or count wrong. If you disappoint me, I will tie you to this position until you get it right." With her body straining to keep aloft, the arousal clouding her mind, it would be easy for her to lose track, especially when the arousal's intensity and the stress that comes with trying to maintain it increases manifold as time passes...
Kneeling down, he removed her ball gag, letting it dangle at her neck. Grasping her cheek with one hand, he carefully pressed her lips against his in a romantic kiss. She must be in such a daze, after all that torment with the ropes rubbing her sensitive flesh raw, the vibrator assaulting her body and the humiliating show she was forced to undergo just for relief. His other hand ever so gently fondled her lips, tracing and rubbing against her sensitive clit, poking and softly rubbing.
When he was done, he hoped she was tormented enough to follow his words without having to be dragged around with the leash or to use the crop to convince her. "Stand up." he commanded, "It's time I condition you to be a truly obedient slave." Nudging her feet apart, she was forced to spread her legs out a little, just enough to provide discomfort. He also untied her hands, but he hit her arms with the crop. "No. Palm open, beside your waist. Now." he commanded. "Head straight, look forward. Maintain THAT position." he seemed very serious. However, at the middle of where she stood was a small hole, where he erected a stick that just barely hung close to her nether parts. With a microphone-like vibrator, he placed it pointing up to her pussy, the socket fitting well as he turned it on to Medium.
"Count to 298. Do not flinch, change your position, fidget or count wrong. If you disappoint me, I will tie you to this position until you get it right." With her body straining to keep aloft, the arousal clouding her mind, it would be easy for her to lose track, especially when the arousal's intensity and the stress that comes with trying to maintain it increases manifold as time passes...