Domination (Short story thing)

Bound by her wrists and ankles, chains hanging from the ceiling and from the floor, her body left exposed to her master. Blindfold over her eyes, unable to see what comes next, her master pacing around her slowly. She feels her masters touch slowly running down her naked and delicate frame. Longing for her master to “punish” her, she arches her back under her masters’ touch.1

Her sex was pulsing, oh how she longed for her master. She felt her masters’ touch softly on her stomach then felt it move down to her wet sex. She arched her back, trying to force herself into her masters’ hand. Suddenly, she felt her master slide a finger inside of her and moaned softly as her master played with her swollen clit. She felt her master smile when she moaned. She knew she has pleased her master.2

Her master continued to torment her, playing with her swollen clit, massaging it between their index finger and thumb, causing her immense pleasure and filling her with a sense of longing. She arched her back to try to force her masters hands inside of her, bound by the chains hanging her from the ceiling. Suddenly, her master rammed two fingers inside of her pushing them in as far as they would go, roughly. She moaned loudly and bit into her lip. Her masters’ fingers rammed in and out of her rougher and faster. She moaned, unable to control herself but was silenced when her master put their hand over her mouth.3

Her master continued to push their fingers deep inside of her, moving them around quickly and roughly. She moaned into her masters’ hand and arched her back, feeling her master inside of her. Suddenly, her master removed their fingers and removed their hand from her mouth, and then they whispered in her ear.4

“You’ve been a bad girl and it’s time you are punished.”5

“Please master. Please. Punish me master,” she moaned out.6

Suddenly she felt a crack of a whip across her back and lunged forward, bound by the chains. She whimpered and felt the whip across her back again. She tightened her body expecting to be hit again but instead she felt the hilt of the whip against her pulsing and longing sex. Her body eased. Her master rubbed the hilt of the whip against her sex and then pushed it inside of her roughly. 7

She moaned as it entered inside of her. Her master quickened their pace and rammed the hilt in and out of her faster. She was almost screaming at the pain that her master was causing her, but it felt so right. Tears were streaming down her cheeks. Her master continued to move the hilt in and out of her pulsing sex harder and faster. 8

She squirmed under the pressure. It hurt so badly but it felt so good. She lunged forward, screaming in both pleasure and pain as her master continued to ram the hilt into her wet sex. Her body tightened and she screamed out her masters’ name. Her body fell limp. 9

Her master continued to ram the hilt into her pulsing sex, even though she had reached her climax. She whimpered and bit into her lip, feeling the hilt pushing into her just as hard and fast as before. She then felt her masters’ hand on her nipple, pinching it and twisting it. She moaned softly. Her master knew she was in pain and continued to push the hilt into her. 10

Tears were streaming down her face. She couldn’t take much more. Her master pushed the hilt into her one more time and she gasped, lunging forward in pain. She suddenly felt the hilt being withdrawn from her and fell limp. Her master threw the whip aside and looked at the bound slave, whose body was limp and the only thing keeping her up was the fact that she was chained that way. 11

Her master walked over and unshackled her ankles and then slowly unshackled her wrists. She fell into her masters’ arms. Her master carried her over to the bed and laid her down. She was whimpering and shaking as her master kissed her softly. She kissed back like the horny girl that she was. Slowly her master removed her blindfold and threw it aside.12

She gazed into the eyes of her master and felt her masters’ hand sliding up her body. She smiled and whimpered as her masters’ hand reached her sex. She bit her lip and drew her master close then pushed her sex into her masters’ hand. Her master slid two fingers into her slowly and moved them in and out gently.13

She whimpered, closed her eyes and pulled her master closer. Her body shook under her masters’ touch. She whimpered as her masters’ fingers were removed from her. She opened her eyes and looked at her master with longing eyes. Her master pressed a finger to her lips then licked her neck then down her body. Slowly her master slid their tongue inside of her. She gasped, gripping the bed sheets, closing her eyes and arching her back. 14

She moaned loudly, begging her master to take her. She felt her masters’ fingers playing with her swollen clit and leaned her head back even more. Her master moved their tongue around inside of her and felt her body tense. Within seconds, her masters’ mouth was filled with her delicate honey, which they lapped up hungrily. 15

Her master moved back on the bed and lay down next to her. She opened her eyes, full of tears, and looked at her master.16

“Oh Krissy,” she moaned her masters’ name softly.17

“That’s what you get for being a bad girl Samantha,” her master replied.18

Samantha nodded and pulled Krissy close, nuzzling her. Krissy nodded then pulled the blanket over them and watched as Samantha fell asleep in her arms.19