victim to sub

kidnapped and used

She stood at the end of the bed, towering over her submissive. He was trembling, eyes wide with fear and anticipation. She sneered, her lips tight with contempt and arousal. She unsheathed the whip from her belt and cracked it in the air, letting the sound of its impact fill the room.

The submissive trembled harder, his breathing becoming shallow and rapid. She raised her arm and brought the whip down again, this time striking him across the back. He screamed, his body jerking with the shock of the pain. The femdom smiled in satisfaction, her heart racing as she watched his flesh turn red from the welts.

She continued to lash him, her breath coming in short, excited She increased her intensity, each strike causing the submissive to cry out in pain and begging for mercy. But she ignored his pleas, her eyes glazed with pleasure as she continued to flog him. She could feel her own arousal growing with each strike, her body trembling with pleasure.

Finally, she stopped and stepped back, admiring her handiwork. The submissive lay there, his back a mass of welts and bruises. His breathing was labored, and there were tears streaming down his face. But the femdom was pleased. She had broken him, and he was now her willing slave. She smiled with satisfaction and leaned forward, whispering in his ear, You belong to me now. The next morning, the femdom woke her submissive with a cruel smile. She had something special planned for him, and she was determined to make him suffer. She tied him to the bed with leather straps and proceeded to torment him with a variety of toys and tools. She teased and taunted him, all the while keeping him on the brink of orgasm.
when she was satisfied that he had suffered enough, she allowed him to cum. But instead of allowing him to enjoy his release, she milked him dry. She watched with satisfaction as he begged for mercy, his body trembling and his voice hoarse from screaming. When she was done, she released him from the bed and ordered him to clean up. She smiled at her little slave but The submissive had failed to do the job correctly, and the femdom was enraged. She grabbed him by the hair and dragged him to the corner of the room, where she proceeded to punish him in the most vicious way possible. She whipped him until his skin was raw and bloody, and then she moved on to other forms of torture. She used her fingers to penetrate him, then she forced him to say thank you as she roughly fingered him, She laughed as he begged for mercy, her pleasure growing with each scream that escaped his lips.

When she was finally satisfied, she untied him and cast him aside. She sneered in contempt as he lay there, broken and bleeding. She had taught him a lesson he would never forget.
The femdom returned hours later, her eyes blazing with hunger and desire. She had a new plan in mind, one that would make her submissive beg for mercy. She grabbed him roughly and tossed him on the bed, her hands exploring his body and her mouth hungry for his skin.

She teased and tantalized him, pushing him to the brink of pleasure before pulling back. She took delight in his suffering, her own pleasure increasing as he writhed beneath her touch. when she was satisfied, she took him to the edge of pleasure and allowed him to cum. But instead of letting him bask in his release, she continued to torment him, pushing him to the brink of pleasure before denying him his release. It was a game of pleasure and denial, a cruel dance orchestrated by the femdom. She reveled in his desperation, relishing the power she had over him. She used her skilled hands and mouth to bring him to the edge over and over again, only to withdraw at the last moment.

His pleas for release fueled her sadistic desires, and she reveled in his suffering. She took pleasure in his vulnerability, and his body trembling and covered in sweat. She continued to tease and deny him, pushing him further into a state of desperation.

But amidst her sadistic pleasure, a new idea sparked within her. She wanted to test the limits, to push the boundaries of their play even further. She reached for a set of restraints, The femdom had a new, sadistic idea that she was determined to try. She grabbed the restraints and quickly bound her submissive to the bed, making sure that he was unable to move. Then, she proceeded to torment him with her hands and mouth. She teased and tantalized him, pushing him to the brink of pleasure before withdrawing.

She continued to push him further and further, her own pleasure increasing with each moan and scream that escaped his lips. He begged for her to stop, but she ignored his pleas, determined to take him to the edge of pleasure and beyond. She used her skilled hands and mouth to bring him to the brink of ecstasy, only to withdraw at the last moment.

when she sensed his breaking point, she unleashed her ultimate sadistic move. She retrieved a set of specially designed toys, each one more intense and intimidating than the last. She reveled in the power she held over him, knowing that she could bring him to his knees with just a flick of her wrist.

With a wicked grin, she introduced the toys, one by one, into their play. She watched as his body contorted in pleasure and pain, his moans and cries echoing through the room. She pushed him beyond his limits, testing his endurance, making him break and beg for mercy.

But as she continued her relentless assault, she noticed a shift in his cries. They were no longer cries of pain, but rather cries of a pleasure he had never experienced, The femdom continued her relentless assault, pushing her submissive further and further with each passing second. She used her toys to bring him to the brink of pleasure and pain, and then she moved on to more violent methods. She used her whip to lash his skin until it was raw and bloody, and then she moved on to using her fingernails to dig into his flesh. She enjoyed watching him writhe in pain and pleasure, and she laughed as he begged for her to stop.

She continued to torture him mercilessly, pushing him to the edge of his limits. With each scream and moan that escaped his lips, she felt her own pleasure increase, her sadistic desires becoming stronger and stronger. Finally, when she was satisfied, she allowed him to cum. But instead of allowing him to bask in his release, she continued to torment him, pushing him to the brink of pleasure before denying him his release. She took delight in his suffering, her own pleasure increasing as he writhed beneath her touch.

Finally, when she had pushed him as far as she could, she allowed him to cum again. But this time, she wanted to take it further. She brought out her collection of toys, each one larger and more intimidating than the last. She used them to bring him to the brink of pleasure and pain, pushing him beyond his limits and making him scream in pleasure and agony.

She took pleasure in his vulnerability, The femdom wiped the tears from her submissive's eyes as she prepared to take their play to the next level. She grabbed a large strap-on and lubed it up, ready to take her pleasure to the next level. She teased her submissive, pushing him to the brink of pleasure and pain with each thrust of her hips.

She pushed harder and harder, her own pleasure intensifying with each moan and scream that escaped his lips. She allowed him no mercy, pushing him beyond his limits and making him beg for her to stop. Finally, when she sensed his breaking point, she allowed him to cum, his screams of pleasure filling the room.

When it was over, she removed the strap-on The femdom gave her submissive one final loving caress before untying him from the bed. She smiled at him wickedly, her eyes twinkling with mischief as she talked of the next day's activities. She winked at him before turning to leave, her promise of more pleasure still lingering in the air.

The submissive lay there in a daze, his body still tingling with pleasure. He knew that the next day would be even more intense and he was more terrified than he ever throught possible but at the same time he couldn't wait.