Ratorata
Planetoid
- Joined
- Apr 1, 2012
Rei frowned when she heard her pet mutter under her breath about the corset. One. Then, Chelsea, as she so called herself, smarted off to her about being so pushy. That was two. As the near-nude woman examined herself in the mirror, the new mistress, raised a hand in the air, bringing the crop down harshly against the poor girl's exposed rear. Before she could react, Rei did it again, leaving two red marks against her light skin.
"You do not talk to me like that, understand?!" the harsh voice seemed unnatural coming from the frail-looking body, "I'm trying to be nice here. However, if you want, I'll make this more hell than you could imagine. For example..." Rei reached forward and spun Chelsea around to face, pushing her against the mirror's surface. With one hand, she traced the crop up her thighs all the way to the lips of her virgin sex. The leather tip teased her folds lightly. "I could shove something up here tear your permanently," she threatened, " Or I could simply tear that feisty attitude away from you with a few little flicks."
To help prove her point, Rei traced the leather tip around her clitoris, flicking it roughly. "Your choice here little red," she continued, purposely not calling her by her name, "Hell or heaven? Behave or continue to disrespect me?" In truth, she wanted to see her try something again. She liked that attitude. The rebellion. Breaking that would be euphoric... Was this how his mistress felt when she got her?
"You do not talk to me like that, understand?!" the harsh voice seemed unnatural coming from the frail-looking body, "I'm trying to be nice here. However, if you want, I'll make this more hell than you could imagine. For example..." Rei reached forward and spun Chelsea around to face, pushing her against the mirror's surface. With one hand, she traced the crop up her thighs all the way to the lips of her virgin sex. The leather tip teased her folds lightly. "I could shove something up here tear your permanently," she threatened, " Or I could simply tear that feisty attitude away from you with a few little flicks."
To help prove her point, Rei traced the leather tip around her clitoris, flicking it roughly. "Your choice here little red," she continued, purposely not calling her by her name, "Hell or heaven? Behave or continue to disrespect me?" In truth, she wanted to see her try something again. She liked that attitude. The rebellion. Breaking that would be euphoric... Was this how his mistress felt when she got her?