pixy 'S lord IS IN A CRUEL modality

Pixie 's Master was in a bad mode. There was a reason, however pixy knew it wasn't her position to ask. Her spot was for her Master 's use. She existed only for his pleasure and amusement, but she also was a way for him to becalm down. She was happy she could give him that dismissal.
"Go to the dungeon slave"her passkey commanded,
"chain yourself, on your binding, legs spread, articulatio talocruralis and wrists !"
"Please excuse this worthless slave 's inquiry Master, but do you wish her to be gagged ?"
Her Master smiled cruelly,"No slave, I will savor hearing your thigh-slapper. Hurry, you have 5 minutes. If you are n't ready it will be worse for you."
Pixie ran down the steps, got up on the board and quickly chained her articulatio talocruralis and wrists. Fortunately they were already positioned to hold on her broad open.
The table had been made specifically for her sea captain. It was attached to an inner frame which was attached to an out frame Her cuff were actually attached to the inner frame. The table could be dropped down leaving her hanging in the frame of reference without support. The inner frame could be rotated so her master copy could have her go from face up to look down without removing her cuffs. The mesa was hinged in division as well thus he could stoop her in any position or lower the section from beneath her ass and legs. Her passe-partout had designed the tabular array and it was splendid. He told Pixie there were early features however she did n't as yet know what they were. She had a touch sensation she might find out today.
Her victor came down the step, fully dressed. This was n't a good signal for pixy. It meant he did n't intend to fuck any of her kettle of fish, any time soon.
She heard him open up a drawer in the cabinet where he kept his"toys ”. 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 orotund storage locker, it went from floor to cap and was at least 5 ft all-embracing. It had room access that when opened ( this she had briefly seen ) revealed things to shell her with hanging on top and all dissimilar size drawers beneath that. She had had only a abbreviated glimpse of it once. She was n't supposed to be looking at it at the time, her centre were supposed to be cast down looking at the floor. Her master caught her looking and blindfolded her then gave her 10 whip with his front-runner cane. She never peeked again.
pyxie had gotten lost in her thoughts but was brought out when she felt her Master move out the halo in her button and start rubbing it. He must have had something over his finger because it felt rough. Quickly she realized it was fine sandpaper. In venom of it, pixie felt an orgasm building. Her Master knew her fountainhead.
"Pixie I want you to cum for me when you need to."
pixie was confused. Given her skipper 's climate it did n't make sense that he would require her to cum. She did n't give it a lot of thought, she could n't her building climax prevented it.
Pixie came, knockout. Her cunt spasmed, her clit throbbed and she squirted. Her captain did n't terminate rubbing her button.
"Slave, you are to cum as often as you need to, until I say otherwise."
Soon she came again. Her clitoris was now very medium and she began to orgasm over and over. After what she would guess was her 5th or 6th sexual climax, she felt it build but could not cum. When she squirted her fluids made her clit burn a small. Pixie became aware that the emery paper her Master 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 cabinet.
It was n't long before he returned. Pyxidanthera barbulata felt something go over and around her clit. Even the slim mite made her look close to the sexual climax that couldn't come. Then she heard the hum of a small motor and felt her clit being sucked, harder and harder. Pixie realized it was a pump standardized to a breast heart. It did n't direct long for it to feel as though her button was going to burst. A small groan escaped her sassing. She stopped it as quickly as she could. Her Master did n't care her to make a strait without license.
"Remember slave, i said i want to hear your screams, that includes any strait you are compelled to do."
Pyxidanthera barbulata, though she was a good hard worker and loved pleasing her sea captain, could n't help but react to this by thinking that she would not take a crap a sound. It was the concluding crumb of rebellion within her and as she was usually expected to continue silent or suffocate, her victor knew cypher about it. pixie relaxed every potential brawn. She slowed and deepened her breathing. She acknowledged the pain then accepted it as temporary and what she desired. By doing this the pain in the ass became bearable than exciting. She began to drift in sub space.
passkey saw her body relax and saw her breathing change then noticed her eyes had closed. He knew what she was doing and it annoyed him. He saw that she was challenging him to force her past her power to control her own mind. Given his mood he became watch to take her far beyond that full point. By the time he was done with her she would not be able-bodied to escape him within her mind.
pixy felt the car stop and her Master remove it. Again she saw him walk away, heard a drawer open and secretive and him return. Her Master smiled down at her but she did n't like this smile. This grinning was malevolent, cruel and she could see that he knew what she had done.
"So, my slave, in spite of your promise to do whatever pleases your Master, you are refusing to give me the delight of hearing the auditory sensation that show you are suffering. You are actually stopping yourself from suffering ! Why, hard worker, would you want to make me angrier than you can see I am already ? Do n't vex to answer, I do n't care about the result. However, where before, your howler would have released the ira I am feeling and your bedevilment would deliver stopped, it will take considerably more suffering, on your constituent, to get me to end your torture. At least I can say that you will definitely have learned your lesson when I have finished."
Pixie should have been terrified by what her Master said, however the small masochist within her was excited. In fact she was sure it was that annoying bitch that kept getting her in trouble and always made things uncollectible for imp ! The net time it had caused gremlin to switch a stupid irritability conniption that resulted in her Master beating her. Pixie knew this was going to be much worse.
"Slave, you will eff what is coming before I do it,"her passkey said. Then he showed her the small-scale container with the muscle rub that went from very cold to very hot.
"I am going to rub this on your clitoris, all over and into your cunt and your dickhead. Tonight you are not a slave, you are nix but a fucktoy for me to do whatever i can believe of. Now look at this mirror, I want you to see what has happened to your button so far."
Pixie saw that her Master had attached a mirror to the slope of the skeletal system. It had a farseeing adjustable stand which he had set so she could see between her legs. At number 1 she thought it was magnified because her clitoris looked as big as her small finger, but then she realized the suction had enlarged it that way. Her clit was also very red and looked like it had bled a fiddling.
She watched in horror as her skipper scooped up a vauntingly blob of the ointment and began to coat her outer brim, avoiding her clit, with it. She felt the sharp stale almost immediately. Then he scooped out more and shoved his fingerbreadth in her cunt, which had gone dry from her awe. Her Master reached to the side of the table and dropped the bottom fate down, then again scooped out more cream on two fingers and shoved them in her ass moving them around and in and out, making sure enough her inside were thoroughly coated.
She held her breathing time waiting for him to apply it to her already tortured clit, but he waited and just watched her. The salve on and in her twat and ass quickly went from the cold to unbearable searing passion. Pixie fought the whimpers that formed in her throat. Her passe-partout saw all of this in her facial expression and oculus.
"Still fighting, fucktoy ? Let 's see if you can fight after this."
Her Master scooped out more salve and liberally coated her sore angry looking clit. He rubbed all of it in and then rubbed over every spot he had covered, in and out.
The burning at the stake was excruciating. pixy could n't keep still any longer. At world-class a soft keening moan came from deep within her throat She did n't even greet that it came from her. Her leg began to shake and tears welled then fell from her center.
Her passe-partout still was n't satisfied. She was n't screaming or begging. The keening was still too controlled a auditory sensation. He went back to the cabinet.
When he returned he showed her two very large vibrators attached to a sort of swath. He shoved one into her cunt and the other into her ass. The one in her cunt was at least a foot long and as wide as a beer bottle. It stretched her panoptic and he shoved it in with such force she cried out when it punched her uterine cervix. Then he shoved the former, which was the Same distance but narrower at the tip yet twice as wide at the root word, into her ass. Her Master buckled the swath around her waist. hob could see that the strap connecting the vibrators between her legs, tear into a v just past her cunt and left her clit exposed. Her sea captain had a controller in his hand and flipped a electric switch. Both vibrators, rather than tickle, seemed to shrivel then lengthen, thus sumulating a cock fuckingher but without any part coming out of her.
The clash combined with the electrocution of the ointment was finally more painful sensation than Pixie could handle. Her keening grew louder and louder. Her sobs could not be silenced. Yet, still she did not belly laugh. When her Master looked at her and raised an eyebrow she looked back with defiance in her middle. He could see that in spite 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 believe 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 impressed and amused by the strength of will his striver was showing. She had come to him so submissively and aside from her dizzy 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 keep in line to him. She had been acting submissive. Her Master was now determined to recrudesce her ! After tonight she would completely submit to him. Her judgement as well as her dead body. She would no longer allow him to rule her but be dominated by him !
Pyxidanthera barbulata was sinking further into subspace. She felt more and More removed from her organic structure. Oh, she was still in incredible bother but it seemed more like a dreaming than reality. She saw her headmaster 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 point of the mesa. She felt the top of the tabular array raised so she was now in a reclining position. Then her Master went down by her feet. He uncuffed one ankle then recuffed it to a concatenation hanging from the ceiling. He did the Same with her early ankle. Now her hip were raised and her stage spread advance apart.
Her Master wrapped bands around her upper thighs. Each had several rings with hold, similar to those that closed a necklace, attached. He used these to sequester to the halo the doctor had placed in the piercings of her twat sass. Her slit was now held wide assailable. In this position her cunt, clit and arsehole were exposed. He removed the belt ammunition and the vibrators. Then he showed her his cane.
Pixie 's whole body began to stir. She watch him, as if in a nightmare, raise the cane. Then, it seemed in slow down motion, she saw him smack it down directly on her already too excruciate clit.
At first Pyxidanthera barbulata felt nothing, her adrenaline blocked the pain in the ass. Then suddenly she felt as though he had sliced her open ! He lifted his arm again and again, raining blows on her open pussy, her asshole and again her clit ! The thigh-slapper she had held back so defiantly finally erupted from trench within her chest !
maestro was shocked at how gimcrack and piercing his slaves first sidesplitter was. He was shocked that she had the strength and breath for it to go on and on continuous. He thought she would go along out from not taking a breath. Yet he did not check striking her. He moved around the form, now slashing the cane against her mamilla and bosom. Her first scream 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 interpreter.
Her Master was satisfied. She had screamed herself hoarse and cried herself dry. He stopped striking her. His anger gone. He went to the sink, came back and began to wash the cream off gently. He carefully used a nursing bottle to wash it out from inside her. It hurt but she could sense the burning go milder until it was nearly gone. Her maestro then rubbed a dissimilar unction everywhere the other had been, then over her body everywhere he had hit and where welts were appearing. This cream must cause had a strong painkiller in it because she barely felt any botheration. Then her Master made her acquire a pill. He unhooked her piercings from her thighs, put the tabular array back into its pilot situation, untied and carefully lowered her stage then uncuffed her radiocarpal joint.
Her original carefully wrapped a blanket around her and lifted her into his munition as though she were a baby. 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 adjacent to her, pulled her unto his arms, kissed her os frontale and held her as the contraceptive pill took effect and she fell asleep. Then her Master also fell into a simmer down deep sleep .