Clouds of fog lift inside her brain, endorphins begin to ignite, her brain awakening as if drugged. Even though she is engulfed in darkness and deprived of hearing anything other than the audio clips, she knows, absolutely knows that if she does not run now, she will never be able to escape him.
Such is the powerful force of him that draws her inexplicably closer to losing her emotional and mental faculties. Completely eradicated will be her decision making ability, her intellect, her thought processes, and overall wellbeing.
“Run. Kick him away from you. Don’t let him grab your ankles. Fight him.” her mind screams at her to respond, calling her to action, clanging inside her head like a siren in a firehouse.
She thrashes about, rolling away from him even as he grips her left ankle and yanks it closer to the foot post. She hears the click of the clamp as he secures it to the D-ring on her ankle cuff, successfully binding that one leg to the bed post. Kicking violently with her free limb, pushing him away from her, fighting as she has never fought before, even as she realizes that with her wrists bound behind her back and one leg shackled to the bed, it is too late. Way too late.
Pain springs up on the back of her thighs, her body lurches violently to escape both the pain and her future as his sex slave. Another strike of his belt pounds some sense into her, most likely her final logical intellectual thought.
“It’s too late. Stay still. Let him have his way. Accept that he will never be my friend, my lover, my mate. Instead, he is my Master. My sadist. My daddy Dom. And sooner or later, accept that my sole purpose, my reason for living and breathing, will be to serve him.”
Watching her expressions as her mind and body fight a vicious, but losing battle, he smiles. Seven hours and the erosion of her spirit is progressing as designed.
He spreads her legs and binds her free leg to the bed’s footboard. Gently rolling her, he disconnects the wrists locks from behind her back and fastens them to the headboard. She is stretched like a wishbone, ready to break if she attempts to move against the tautness of her bonds.
Then nothing. Not one damn thing. She thinks she is alone again, but is unsure. The audio recording begins but this time, she welcomes it. She needs the companionship from the screams of pain, she needs the comfort of his voice foretelling her future, and the sound of the whip colliding with flesh to pound it into her brain, and yes, it restarts the flow of cunt juices. Her hips lunge and rotate seeking something, anything to fill the void between her legs.
Lost deep in her reconditioned thoughts, she is startled by cold hard steel against her flesh as he draws the tip of his knife lightly across the surface. The backside of the blade traces every curve of her body starting at the base of her neck moving from one side to the other, pressing deeply into her but not enough to actually break the surface. He starts at the base of her throat, slowly progressing to her over-sized mounds, circling her breast until finally he presses it into her nipple before moving to her other breast. Up and around the nipple, then over to the other, then slowly migrating down to her mid-section, pausing to press into her belly button.
The knife follows the curves of her body, never touching her womanly areas, but coming so damn close that her body moves into the blade. Progressing downward, the knife traces her thigh, down her leg, bottom of her foot, back up the inside of her leg slowly making its way to her pelvic bone before traveling to her other leg.
He is amused watching her reactions as he outlines her body with his knife. Each little quiver and flinch follows the blade as it traverses the length of her body. He wonders if she is scared or excited as the cold shinny knife strokes her body? Is she still fighting the recording being played over and over again? Most would have given in by now; at the very least, repeating what the recording has fed into the brain. For that stubborn streak she has in her, he will keep her sexually deprived and continue her audio reconditioning for several more hours.
A collection of slippery discharge seeps from inside her, collecting around the shaft of her massively swollen clit before drooling down the length of her cunt lips and seeping between her cheeks. Two little drip points of juices soak into the bed linens beneath her. Highly sexually charged, her body grinds and gyrates against the cold blade as it travels around her luscious curves. She needs him to take her hard, even brutal, to satisfy the hunger burning between her legs. Desperation ekes from every pore filling the room with her pheromones. So strong is her lusty scent that it would entice any man or animal to gladly satisfy her need to be bred.
A warm finger traces the liquid oozing from her body as it slides between her legs like lava flows down the sides of a volcano. Intense heat radiates and her juices sizzle. She is tight, very tight. For what he has planned, she will have to be stretched much larger than this. Slipping two fingers in her cunt, her muscles clench both tightly, holding him almost in a death grip. Once again, he marvels at how tight she is. Fucking her for the first time will be almost like breaking a cherry on a newbie as tight as her cunt is. It is a certainty that she will have to be stretched to accommodate the girth and length of his cock.
Soft throaty moans of pleasure create an intoxicating melody for his engorged and throbbing cock. He wants to shove his pulsing member inside her slippery tunnel and relentlessly fuck her. But it is too early and she is too close to cumming. Besides, he has more to do to prepare her for when he does consummate their Master/slave relationship. Feeding her his fingers, she licks each clean, and once again, he leaves her alone, bound, cloaked in darkness, with his mantra of audio tracks filling the void in her mind.
Fuck it. Unable to deny himself any longer, he stands over her and once again admires her body, writhing in search of cock to fill her. He straddles her mid-section just below her glorious tits pushing them upwards even as his knees squeeze them together. Reaching between her thighs, he coats his fingers with her juices and smears his cock. Sliding between the soft yielding tit flesh, he reaches up and removes the gag from her mouth. His desire is infinitely more intense and is reflected in the size of his cock, nearly reaching her lips as he slides between her twin mountains.
Heavily laden with semen, his balls dance upon her chest with each thrust, her two burning masses forming a cocoon around his pole. Gliding, thrusting, lunging, his body is alive with sensations as his eruption nears. Pre-cum no longer leaks or dribbles, tiny droplets shoot from his stem and splat on her chin. As this sensual tit-fucking dance comes to a close, he grins like a wolf about to consume a new-born lamb.
Every inch of his manhood vibrates with spectacular sensations as semen pumps up from his balls, burst through his cock, and explodes from his tip. The incredible orgasm ejects from his stem with incredible force covering her face, soaking into her blindfold, shooting up her nose and into her opened mouth. Burst after incredible burst of cum from his loins continues for several minutes until his ball sacks are completely emptied.
The spinning room finally stands still as he slowly gathers his wits. In his chest, something foreign clutches at his heart strings as he quietly surveys her cum-soaked face beneath him. His softening cock remains sandwiched between her succulent breasts.
There is no doubt about it. This woman is every man’s temptress, a true enchantress created to be enjoyed and used by men. Her sole purpose in life is to drain men of the lust she inspires with just a glance. The scent of her womanhood arouses raw animal lust and stimulates dark perverted thoughts in males of every species. Yes. He selected well.
Soon, very soon, she will have a constant blazing in her cunt, an unquenchable hunger for pain equal to her thirst for pleasure. Lust will rule her universe and drive her to perform unspeakable acts. Her mouth and cunt will drool with oceans of liquid in anticipation of being used. The rest of her days will be spent in search of cocks to satisfy, to please. She will crave cocks, any and all cocks to fuck her, any opening, any time, and any way they wish as long as they fill her orifices with volumes of sperm.
She will only know happiness when fed a steady diet of cocks and sadists. Under his careful direction and supervision, she will realize her full potential, in particular, how to serve men. She will be the whore she was meant to be, his whore, not the high society charity ball-hosting bitch that she was less than a day ago.
Never has he experienced an orgasm that intense nor that explosive. His semi-hard cock is an angry dark purple and highly sensitive, painfully so. His balls ache from the violent contractions that forced his seed up through his long shaft and projected onto her face. It felt like the fountain of semen erupting from his loins would never stop.
Scooping his precious seed from her face, he feeds it to her, pushing his fingers down her throat to test her gag reflex. She struggles to breathe under his body, and is stunned by her reaction to his violent tit-fucking. At first, she was put off by the pain of her compressed breasts. She hated it when the tip of his cock stabbed at her chin and slapped against her lips. His balls dragged heavily up and down her chest cavity like they were 50 pound bowling balls.
With her body besieged by a sexual hunger so severe and out of control that she would gladly fuck anything, anyone, or any animal for relief. She is drowning in cunt juices and as she consumes his seed, her only thought is how to get more. She is a greedy little cum-drinking slut.
He knows that when he fully breaks her, removes all her thought processes and belief system, and then begins her grueling training regime, she will be carefully crafted and shaped into serving his needs, his desires. What he did not anticipate was his cock’s response to her, or his heart. It is very possible he is falling in love with her, which in his occupation, is an unacceptable consequence.
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