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Caught Red-Handed (Cheshire Smirk & Angel)

(Oh...She dun goofed!)
She BIT him? With a roar of fury Rethiel kicked Rebecca hard in the stomach, a practiced blow straight for the solar-plexus. Rethiel bent down and grabbed Rebecca by her right foot, squeezing and digging his thumb into the bandage, forcing several of the cuts that had just started to heal right back open. Anger was practically blinding Rethiel as he dragged the insolent woman over to the right side of the room. He retrieved a strange looking device from the wall. two rounded steel wires joined to a leather headband. Rethiel then did something exceptionally cruel, kneeling down and putting most of his weight on her lower spine. Rethiel released her foot and grabbed her jaw with one hand, forcing it open as he forced the device into her mouth and fastened it into place. The wires pulled rebecca's lips over her teeth while holding her jaw open at the perfect angle for oral penetration, making her unable to defend herself with biting. Then Rethiel grabbed her by the arms and turned her around, pinning her to the wall with his knees as he forced his manhood back into her mouth. The woman had just made her life a whole lot harder.

"You don't want me to do this myself...I can assure you of that."

To get his point across Rethiel began to do it himself, working his hips against her mouth at a vicious rhythm, pressing deeper and deeper into her mouth with each push. Naturally once he'd started it was impossible to stop and so Rethiel decided she needed a demonstration. Relentlessly he pumped against her, only stopping for a few short seconds every now and again to ensure she didn't pass out from lack of oxygen. Ten agonizing minutes it took, brutality ending with Rethiel forcing the full length of his considerable manhood into her mouth and giving his release straight down her throat. Three gushes of seed and then Rethiel pulled away, wiping the remnants of his release on her cheek. When all was said and done Rethiel released Rebecca and stepped back, staring down at her with a gaze that promised an eternity of torture.
 
Rebecca heard him roar with fury and her eyes widened as she yelped out feeling him kick her in the stomach, she doubled over, whimpering in pain as she lost her breath, trying to catch it again. She had pulled away from him was still writhing in agony over the machine and then he grabbed her right foot and dug his thumb into it as she screamed out against the pain. Then, just as if she were a rag doll, he dragged her off the machine and to the right side of the room as she saw the device. She trembled violently, whimpering in pain as tears begin to slip down her face again, she shouldn't have bit him. She whimpered, becoming pinned down as he put all of his weight onto her lower spine and grabbed her jaw. She felt him forcing it open and it became clear as to what the device did and she whimpered, but it was too late, he had it fastened into place as she trembled her mouth forced wide open.

She yelped as he pinned her against the wall and she whimpered, swallowing hard as she tried to squirm, hearing his words. She was unable to squirm or move as he forced his member back into her mouth. She gagged and tried to close her mouth, but found it impossible to do so, she looked up at him, muffled whimpers coming from her, and then as if to get his point across, he started to thrust, almost violently, into her mouth. She gagged and whimpered, and sometimes he would keep going and hold it in before pulling out to give her a chance to breath before plunging back in. She kept gagging and she saw black dots passing before her eyes, before she would gasp for air. After ten minutes he forced himself all the way in and she felt him release. She swallowed to the best of her ability, gagging and as he pulled away, he wiped himself on her cheek. As he released her, she crumpled against the ground, coughing and gagging from the violent use as she felt a sudden wetness beneath her and her eyes widened, going to her bandaged foot, the bandages were wet with warm, fresh blood and she whimpered as she stayed on the ground, trembling violently.
 
"I was going to allow you to sleep on a bed tonight..."

On the far left side of the room waited a cage large enough to for a person to curl up in. There was no padding or bedding, just a sturdy iron bars and a heavy lock. Rethiel made his way slowly over to the cage, retrieving the key from where it dangled on the wall above the cage. In a matter of seconds the heavy padlock was undone and the door swung open, awaiting Rebecca's compliance. To emphasize the point Rethiel withdrew a particularly cruel looking device from it's place on the wall. A long hafted leather whip with nine long, slender tails trailing from it, each tail ending in a thick knobbed knot. The device was sturdy and well crafted, not some cheesy "fetish" prop. It was built to cause pain, meant to instill obedience. Rethiel slashed the air and then brought all nine lashes down in a heavy blow on the cage, knowing the crack that resounded would get his point across and leave no room for argument. Every single decision Rebecca had been given tonight had been of an easy way or a hard way...And the woman continued choosing the hard way. And the hard way was only any fun for Rethiel.

"Things will only get worse for you if you don't obey."

The open-ended threat hung in the air, Rethiel moving his fingers along the whip's sturdy handle almost lovingly. Rethiel tapped his foot as he waited for Rebecca to drag her exhausted and bloody form along the floor to the cage. The assassin wanted to see his captive grovel for mercy as she crawled along the floor, that humiliating restraint still in her mouth. By the time this night was over Rebecca would view the bed that waited in the corner as a prize and would welcome the wicked restraints it held. After all, she'd have a hard time upsetting her master when she was bound, would she not?
 
Rebecca whimpered as she heard him and then she watched him walk over to the cage, unlock it and open the door. Her eyes went to the bed as she longed to sleep there and then she heard the resounding crack of the deadly looking whip against the metal bars of the cage. She cringed and managed to stumble to her feet as she limped over to the cage, she looked at him, a whimper coming from her as she reached up to undo the restraint on her mouth as she undid it, she let it drop to the floor and she worked her sore jaw as she swallowed hard, trembling, she saw the whip in his hand and she knew she couldn't argue with him, not without feeling the taste of the leather whip on her skin. She decided to try to beg to sleep on the bed. She closed her eyes, squeezing them shut as she felt the familiar heat of humiliation upon her cheeks and she murmured, opening her eyes once again, "p....p...please.......Ma...Master, let me sleep in the be....bed, I'm s...sorry." her voice quivered as she leaned against a bar of the cage to take the weight off of her feet as she looked back, seeing a trail of blood going along the floor from the foot that he had broken open with his thumb.

She whimpered, her eyes flickering to the whip again as she looked at the cage again, seeing it was small as she trembled violently, hoping he would accept her apology, she would rather sleep in restraints than a cage and she bit her bottom lip, chewing on it as she reached up to wipe away the cum off her face from when he had wiped his dick off on her face.
 
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