She walked in with her usual casual sexiness. So I looked down upon her. Into those deep, dark eyes. Her full lips glistened. Begging for my attention. So I kissed and tasted their succulence.
I told her to strip. And she did what she was told. No doubt expecting us to have sex and play like always. But today I am here to destroy and break her. To take away her arrogance and safety and feed upon her fear and despair.
She stood there. In all her naked chocolate glory. Waiting. Awaiting what would be next.
I moved in close. Swiftly grabbing her by the throat to choke slam her to the floor. Startled and stunned she gasped. Tried to gain purchase on what just had happened. But the slaps to the face as I called her a worthless whore and slut took her away from thoughts of understanding.
Dragging her by her twists across the cold tile floor. I feel her squirming. Which only makes me pause to slap her harder. I reach my spot as I grab a handful of her hair and put her in a reverse choke hold. Smiling at her gasps for needing breath. Whispering, "where is that dominating attitude of yours now?" I keep the pressure on until you begin the stage of passing fully out. Then I let you fall to the floor.
As you lay there I grab the red rope. Tying your titties up nice and tight. Each one tied separately around and around. Attaching the magnetic clamps on each side of each nipple. The pain flares up inside you awakening your sterilizing pain. As you reach to pull the tope and take the clamps off you feel your titties and nipples pulled hard and fast toward the ceiling. As I tie the rope to the beam in the ceiling. You feel the strain of breast tissue and nerves being pulled and pulled deeply. your screams and tears fall upon me like cheers.
"Spread your legs now bitch!" is all that I say as you obey. To be met with a rough slap to the pussy. As my hand cups and then squeezes your pussy lips you are confused whether to moan or scream. As I pull the pussy lips apart and slap your clit. You jump expectantly. Attaching the butterfly clamps to each pussy lips you squirm. I laugh and slap you in the face again. Making the tension on your nipples and tittles intensify again. You whimper. Only to dream again in earnest as your pussy lips are pulled separately to the sky as I attach the chained butterfly clips to the spreader bar.
You begging, "please Daddy, please" as I just watch you swinging. Tits pulled hard and taught. Chocolate veins showing prominently. Or the distended pussy lips praying up to me. You want it to stop but this is just the beginning....
The start of some short story writing. Will see the feedback before I continue.
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