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Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional; any similarity with real-life situations/characters is purely co-incidental. Any resemblance to any other works is also purely unintentional. If You have any comments, please email me at slave.lilslut@hotmail.com.
He watched her through the surveillance camera, smiling calmly as He sipped His tea, her cries of frustration faded into faint sobs of despair. In this game, He had his part to play…. Although He had to say, it was considerably easy to play.
He had to make her know that she was in no control of the things happening to her, whether she liked it or not. she was at complete mercy. On the other hand, He had the intricately pleasing job of breaking down her defences, snatching her sanity away; He had to tear her down, her defences, hope and pride, reduce them to nothing and leave her a pathetic, shaking mass of flesh with no rational thought. Of course, that would be a state of complete submission, where her mind could no longer choose for itself, or identify a happening as something she liked or not – until her body suffered it.
The inequality of her existence had to be accepted. Of course, humiliation and degration would help her achieve that, but as she descends, human instincts would kick in. To break down the mind was the best part of His role in the game, but to break it to the point of no return, to permanent acceptance of her status was the ultimate goal.
orifice was still, neck hurting from the strain. The food below her was cold, and she shut her eyes to ignore the temptation which so cruelly dug at her stomach. she was sobbing silently, wallowing in self-pity. The predicament she found herself in tortured her, as well as the Dominant male figure which now programmed the course of her existence. she wondered how long it was that she would be here – would the police come and bring her out of the depths of this twisted hell? she didn’t like this game, not at all; her ass hurt, and the cum had dried. The humiliation of the rape taunted her, and the sexual perversion of the game sickened her. she hadn’t chosen to play this game, she hated it.
A shifting mass of emotions bubbled in her as she hurled a tortured shriek at the mirror before her. Looking up, she met her own puffy, swollen eyes. Then, a loud click caused her to jerk up. At the corner of the mirror, she saw Him walking towards her. Fear sparked as she whined, trying to move away from him. His cruel, taunting eyes mocked her as He neared, stroking her ass.
“I thought you were hungry, you ungrateful cunt. I give you delicious food and you don’t appreciate it? Hm?”
He took the plate away and opened a tin of greyish looking mush. He spilled its contents on the platform.
“Eat.”
she was silent. He noticed her ribs start to heave.
“Did I say you could cry?”
Low, threatening and sinister.
“You fucking bastard!” she screamed. “I’m not an animal, why are you treating me like one! I’m a human, just as you are! Why couldn’t it be some other girl in place? I don’t like this game, I don’t want to play it!”
A frosty silence hung in the air, wracked occasionally by her sobs.
“What makes you think you aren’t an animal? you will play this game whether you like it or not. I would hate to have to dispose of you so early, sweet. May I remind you that you are in no position or power to decide your status here? Hm?”
He walked behind her and began to rub her mound of pussy flesh, teasing her clitoris from its hood. He then stuck a finger in, then added another. He began to pump her pussy, rubbing her clitoris with His thumb. her cries of protest quickly turned into screams of pleasure and she writhed about in her ropes.
“Repeat after me: i am an animal.”
Drowned in a haze of pleasure, she did.
“You want to cum don’t you?”
“Yes, yes!!!1 Please!!!! Please let me cum, Master!!!!!!!”
“Hold.”
He jammed his fingers in, holding them there for a minute. she wriggled and bucked her hips, trying to get off. He smiled, lips curling.
“You may cum.”
Then he continued thrusting his fingers in and out of her tight hole until she came. He didn’t stop, though, continuing to massage her clit and rub her G-spot. her mind was drained, as she squirted hard, not being able to stop. After a long-sustained orgasm, He finally stopped, smearing her juices across her own face.
“Not an animal, orifice? Are you sure?”
she sobbed hard, thoroughly humiliated.
“Only an animal would react like that to such stimulation. It wasn’t even sex. It was two fingers which took your virginity. Smell the musky scent of your soaked pussy? you liked it didn’t you? It felt good? Play the game well and you will be rewarded. But that wasn’t a reward. I will take my payment. But first, eat.”
The ropes holding her head up were removed as she looked to the mushy mass before her. A strong hand pushed her head down, and she had no choice but to eat it. The taste made her stomach churn, not with hunger but with disgust. she swallowed it, trying not to taste what she was ingesting. The hand did not release her hair. she reluctantly licked the remaining bits of food off the platform.
He then untied the ropes which bound her, knowing she would not resist. her ass was still high up, face on the floor. He pressed onto her back, mashing her tits on the floor. He pushed a buttplug against her ass. The increasing pressure made her struggle with panic.
“Relax.”
she mewled in pain, unable to do so. As the buttplug pushed past the thickest part, it slid in, causing her to jerk about with a cry of shock.
He held her wrists to the side with one hand, and reached around with the other. Then He pushed her onto her back, pulling a panty up her legs. It was tight, and began to press into her flesh as He pulled it up. When it was finally on, she was shocked to find that the interior surface of the panties was lined with sharp, rubber spikes which dug at her skin. her focus was brought to her clitoris, as stabs of constant stimulation and pain coursed up her nerves.
Certain that she would try to remove it, He fastened it with a chastity belt, digging the spikes in sharply. He then tied her struggling, begging form onto a rocking horse. After he was done, his rising cock was capable of more movement than her whole body put together. He fastened an O ring gag into her mouth.
“You were a very bad girl just now, orifice. you know that, don’t you? This is what happens to bad girls. The rocking horse will only stop rocking on My command, and I will only command it to stop when that panties around you is soaked with blood. My orifice will be good next time, won’t she?”
“Yeeeehhhh Mahhheeeuuurrrr.”
she moaned. The look in her eyes turned him on even more – it was a look of guilt and regret. she would definitely make a better effort to behave next time. He left the dungeon, her torture shrieks of pain echoing about behind Him.
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