pixie 'S MASTER IS IN A CRUEL humour

brownie 's lord was in a bad mood. There was a understanding, however Pixie knew it wasn't her place to ask. Her plaza was for her Master 's use. She existed only for his pleasure and amusement, but she also was a way for him to simmer down down. She was glad she could gift him that outlet.
"Go to the dungeon slave"her Master commanded,
"chain of mountains yourself, on your back, legs spread, articulatio talocruralis and wrists !"
"Please excuse this worthless slave 's question Master, but do you wish well her to be gagged ?"
Her professional smiled cruelly,"No slave, I will love hearing your screams. haste, you have 5 second. If you are n't ready it will be regretful for you."
pixy ran down the stairs, got up on the table and quickly chained her ankles and wrists. Fortunately they were already positioned to keep on her wide loose.
The table had been made specifically for her superior. It was attached to an inner frame which was attached to an out skeletal frame Her turnup were actually attached to the inner frame. The table could be dropped down leaving her dangling in the frame without support. The internal framing could be rotated so her Master could ingest her go from face up to look down without removing her handcuff. The table was hinged in plane section as well thus he could bend her in any position or lower the section from beneath her ass and leg. Her maestro had designed the table and it was brilliant. He told pixy there were other characteristic however she did n't as yet know what they were. She had a feeling she might find out today.
Her Master came down the stairs, fully dressed. This was n't a good sign for imp. It meant he did n't intend to fuck any of her holes, any time soon.
She heard him spread a draftsman in the cabinet where he kept his"miniature ”. It was always locked and Pixie never got to see what was in it. Of course she had experienced some of what it held but it was a very large cabinet, it went from level to roof and was at least 5 ft wide. It had doors that when opened ( this she had briefly seen ) revealed things to work over her with hanging on top and all different size drawers beneath that. She had had only a brief glimpse of it once. She was n't supposed to be looking at it at the fourth dimension, her eyes were supposed to be cast down looking at the floor. Her Master caught her looking and blindfolded her then gave her 10 lashes with his favorite cane. She never peeked again.
brownie had gotten lost in her thoughts but was brought out when she felt her superior remove the ring in her clit and start rubbing it. He must have had something over his fingerbreadth because it felt rasping. Quickly she realized it was mulct sandpaper. In spite of it, hob felt an orgasm building. Her Master knew her well.
"Pixie I want you to cum for me when you need to."
Pixie was confused. Given her Master 's mode it did n't piss sentience that he would want her to cum. She did n't pass on it a lot of persuasion, she could n't her construction sexual climax prevented it.
brownie came, hard. Her cunt spasmed, her clit throbbed and she squirted. Her master key did n't stop rubbing her clitoris.
"Slave, you are to cum as often as you need to, until I say otherwise."
Soon she came again. Her clit was now very sensitive and she began to orgasm over and over. After what she would approximate was her 5th or 6th orgasm, she felt it build but could not cum. When she squirted her fluids made her clit tan a little. Pixie became aware that the sand her headmaster was rubbing her clit with had rubbed it raw. Her Master had been watching her closely and soon realized she could not cum again. He stopped rubbing her, stepped away and went back to the console.
It was n't long before he returned. pixie felt something go over and around her clit. Even the tenuous touch made her feel close to the orgasm that couldn't seminal fluid. Then she heard the hum of a pocket-size motor and felt her clit being sucked, harder and harder. Pixie realized it was a pump similar to a breast pump. It did n't take long for it to feel as though her clitoris was going to abound. A small moan escaped her lips. She stopped it as quickly as she could. Her Master did n't like her to get to a speech sound without license.
"Remember slave, i said i want to hear your screams, that includes any sounds you are compelled to make."
pixie, though she was a good slave and loved pleasing her Master, could n't help but react to this by thinking that she would not pee-pee a phone. It was the survive puke of rebellion within her and as she was usually expected to remain silent or fret, her superior knew nothing about it. Pixie relaxed every possible muscle. She slowed and deepened her respiration. She acknowledged the pain then accepted it as temporary and what she desired. By doing this the pain became bearable than exciting. She began to blow in sub space.
Master saw her body relax and saw her external respiration change then noticed her heart had closed. He knew what she was doing and it annoyed him. He saw that she was challenging him to force her yesteryear her ability to control her own judgment. Given his mood he became determined to contract her far beyond that breaker point. By the clip he was done with her she would not be able to escape him within her mind.
hob felt the machine plosive consonant and her Master remove it. Again she saw him take the air away, heard a draftsman unfastened and cheeseparing and him return. Her Master smiled down at her but she did n't like this smile. This smile was evil, cruel and she could see that he knew what she had done.
"So, my slave, in spite of your promise to do whatever please your Master, you are refusing to give me the pleasance of hearing the phone that show you are suffering. You are actually stopping yourself from suffering ! Why, slave, would you want to hit me wild than you can see I am already ? Do n't gravel to respond, I do n't manage about the result. However, where before, your screaming would have released the anger I am feeling and your agony would have stopped, it will take considerably more suffering, on your theatrical role, to get me to end your anguish. At to the lowest degree I can say that you will definitely give learned your moral when I have finished."
imp should have been terrified by what her master said, however the niggling masochist within her was excited. In fact she was sure it was that annoying bitch that kept getting her in trouble and always made matter worse for Pixie ! The last time it had caused pyxie to confuse a unintelligent temper tantrum that resulted in her Master beating her. Pixie knew this was going to be a lot unfit.
"hard worker, you will recognize what is coming before I do it,"her Master said. Then he showed her the belittled container with the brawniness rub that went from very frigidness to very hot.
"I am going to rub this on your clitoris, all over and into your cunt and your whoreson. Tonight you are not a striver, you are nothing but a fucktoy for me to do whatever i can think of. Now look at this mirror, I want you to see what has happened to your clit so far."
hob saw that her Master had attached a mirror to the slope of the physique. It had a farsighted adjustable standstill which he had set so she could see between her legs. At first-class honours degree she thought it was magnified because her clit looked as big as her little finger's breadth, but then she realized the sucking had enlarged it that way. Her clitoris was also very red and looked like it had bled a short.
She watched in horror as her Master scooped up a large blob of the unction and began to coat her outer sass, avoiding her clitoris, with it. She felt the penetrative cold almost immediately. Then he scooped out more and shoved his fingers in her bitch, which had gone dry from her fear. Her sea captain reached to the side of the tabular array and dropped the derriere portion down, then again scooped out more ointment on two digit and shoved them in her ass moving them around and in and out, making for certain her insides were thoroughly coated.
She held her breath waiting for him to put on it to her already tortured button, but he waited and just watched her. The salve on and in her cunt and ass quickly went from the low temperature to unendurable searing heat. Pixie fought the whimpers that formed in her throat. Her Master saw all of this in her face and centre.
"Still fighting, fucktoy ? Let 's see if you can fight after this."
Her headmaster scooped out more ointment and liberally coated her sore wild looking clit. He rubbed all of it in and then rubbed over every spot he had covered, in and out.
The burning was excruciating. Pixie could n't save silent any longer. At first a easy keening moan came from late within her pharynx She did n't even recognize that it came from her. Her legs began to shake and teardrop welled then fell from her eyes.
Her passe-partout still was n't satisfied. She was n't screaming or begging. The keening was still too controlled a sound. He went back to the cabinet.
When he returned he showed her two very large vibrators attached to a sort of belt. He shoved one into her cunt and the other into her ass. The one in her pussy was at least a foot long and as wide as a beer feeding bottle. It stretched her wide and he shoved it in with such force she cried out when it punched her cervix. Then he shoved the other, which was the Sami duration but narrower at the tip yet twice as wide at the base, into her ass. Her lord buckled the whack around her waist. Pixie could see that the strap connecting the vibrators between her legs, schism into a v just past her pussy and left her clit exposed. Her Master had a controller in his manus and flipped a switch. Both vibrators, rather than vacillate, seemed to shrivel then lengthen, thus sumulating a prick fuckingher but without any section coming out of her.
The friction combined with the burning of the ointment was finally more than pain than Pixie could plow. Her keening grew louder and louder. Her mother fucker could not be silenced. Yet, still she did not scream. When her Master looked at her and raised an eyebrow she looked back with defiance in her optic. He could see that in venom of all he had done to her so far she was using this keening sound ( which he realized actually came through her nose ) to keep from screaming. Her Master could n't trust that she was actually getting angry and more stubbornly noncompliant ! His striver was actually fighting him ! Master, though he refused to let her see it, was shanghai and amused by the strength of will his slave was showing. She had come to him so submissively and aside from her silly tantrum had shown no real rebelliousness as long as he had known her. It was obvious to him that up till now she had never truly submitted her will and inner self control to him. She had been acting submissive. Her Master was now determined to give way her ! After tonight she would completely submit to him. Her mind as well as her physical structure. She would no longer grant him to overshadow her but be dominated by him !
hob was sinking further into subspace. She felt more and more removed from her dead body. Oh, she was still in unbelievable pain but it seemed more like a pipe dream than reality. She saw her master go to the sink and wash the ointment from his hands. Then he went to the cabinet again. She couldn't see what he had until he returned to the head of the table. She felt the top of the table raised so she was now in a reclining status. Then her Master went down by her fundament. He uncuffed one ankle then recuffed it to a chain hanging from the roof. He did the Saame with her other ankle. Now her hip were raised and her stage spread further apart.
Her original wrapped bands around her upper thighs. Each had several band with grip, standardized to those that closed a necklace, attached. He used these to attach to the tintinnabulation the doctor had placed in the piercings of her bitch lips. Her cunt was now held wide capable. In this spatial relation her cunt, clit and asshole were exposed. He removed the bash and the vibrators. Then he showed her his cane.
pixy 's altogether torso began to shake. She watch him, as if in a nightmare, get up the cane. Then, it seemed in easy motion, she saw him smack it down directly on her already too torment clitoris.
At first brownie felt nothing, her adrenaline blocked the painful sensation. Then suddenly she felt as though he had sliced her open ! He lifted his arm again and again, raining C on her unfold pussy, her cocksucker and again her clit ! The wow she had held back so defiantly finally erupted from trench within her bureau !
Master was shocked at how loud and piercing his slaves first scream was. He was shocked that she had the enduringness and breath for it to go on and on continuous. He thought she would pass out from not taking a breath. Yet he did not stop striking her. He moved around the frame, now slashing the cane against her mammilla and chest. Her firstly shrieking ended but was quickly followed by another and another until there were many and they continued. Soon they became quieter, less piercing, she was losing her voice.
Her Master was satisfied. She had screamed herself gruff and cried herself dry. He stopped striking her. His choler gone. He went to the sink, came back and began to wash the unction off gently. He carefully used a bottleful to rinse it out from inside her. It hurt but she could find the burning go milder until it was nearly gone. Her Master then rubbed a different ointment everywhere the other had been, then over her organic structure everywhere he had hit and where welt were appearing. This ointment must accept had a unassailable painkiller in it because she barely felt any pain. Then her Master made her take a pill. He unhooked her piercings from her second joint, put the table back into its original office, unchained and carefully lowered her legs then uncuffed her wrist joint.
Her lord carefully wrapped a blanket around her and lifted her into his coat of arms as though she were a child. Then he carried her upstairs and placed her in his bed.
"Very good Slave. Now you have truly submitted all of yourself to your Master."
He climbed into bed future to her, pulled her unto his arms, kissed her forehead and held her as the pill took impression and she fell asleep. Then her Master also fell into a calm thick sleep .