Big Pink Strap on….. Multispeed thrusting….. A slaves story …it could be you…

 Mistress Beth  No Responses »
Jun 072010
 

The spanking bench certainly has many uses. The floor mirrors allows a view like no other. The cock ring gives Me the ability to manipulate your cock and balls remotely.

9 straps holding you in place there is little chance of escape. The heavy gags on hand to disuade any unappealing screaming noises. Hoods to remove the view of My heels clicking around your naked body should I decide to do so.

Lots of options….. the combinations lend themselves to many different situations.

Imagine this ……. Being strapped to that bench, legs held open at an un-natural angle. Balls dangling freely as you are unable to pull them back inside yourself. Cock forced through a ring and pulled at a strange angle to ensure you are aware of its vulnerability……

You struggle for a while, complain, have hot and cold sweats as you take in the situation. Candles lighting the dungeon around you, glimpsing tools of torture, hearing the classical music playing within the sound-proofed room.

Mistress Beth walks out. You can hear Her heels clip clopping along the tiled floor as She enters the other dungeon room.

What thoughts will fill your thoughts? Will She spank Me? Torture Me? Just leave Me for hours? Oh god what if She produces another slave and forces its cock into my mouth – what can I do? I can hardly move and screaming for help will get me no where.  What if She is arranging for many men to come and take turns at playing with me? She could slice of my cock and balls and all I could do was watch in the mirrired floor.

Then as your brain is in melt down with all the posibilities your straining ears pick out the sound of My heels approaching once more. In the mirror you make out My stocking clad legs and short skirt as your neck strains to see beyond their slender beauty. Your cock throbs giving away your inner feelings which in turn pulls against its tether.

By now Mistress Beth is stood before you and is pulling your head upwards with a handful of hair demanding that you look up at Her.

Oh My GOD as your head stretches upwards you see it and know that She is indeed in a kinky, naughty mood and YOU are going to feel her wrath. Because as your eyes focus your mouth falls open and She pushes her evil toy deep inside your oral cavity insisting that you ‘suck it bitch – lube it up as much as you can as I do not intend to waste good lube on you slut’

The strap-on forces itself inside you – searching for the back of your throat. All you can think is how big and hard it is and just how much it is going to rip into your poor virginal arse. Clenching your muscles the cock abandons any loyalty and swells in anticipation practically waving a flag of submission as the powerful Dominatrix before you…….

Then as the saliva in your mouth feels as if it has all evapourated Mistress starts to walk around the bench, pauses to pull open your arse cheeks before ………

Well you will just have to book and appointment to know the exact ending of this slave session won’t you? 

Kidnap victim is hung out in the woods to cool off….

 Kidnapings  No Responses »
Jun 072010
 

Last week saw the completion of another great kidnap. This time david was snatched in a quiet unassuming way after being directed by text messages to a collection point. Quickly bound, stripped and penis tortured I used all the info about him to humiliate him to the core. He was far too relaxed and at ease so a few evil nasty threats whispered in his ear couples with a few good yanks on the rope around his penis seemed to do the trick and had him trembling in a much more realistic way….. after all I like to FEEL that my kidnaps are real!

During interrogation it became necessary to dress him in stockings – lovely silky ones that glided up his legs and suspenders. A black skirt and top finished off his new look as ‘pearl’ – I didn’t want him to stand out or draw attention to himself as we had quite an outdoor walk ahead of us. I even provided flat shoes to ensure pearls comfort!

A nice stroll in the country side saw pearl biting off more than she could chew and she started to get a little chatty – a great excuse to lure her into a false sense of security! Overpowered she was stripped to her undies and strung practically naked between 2 trees!

My handbag provided a good impromptu hood plus sound defence. Nettles and thistles added to My torturous fun and of course the fact that the hands couldn’t reach to ease the itching was quite humorous to Me.

Of course the only thing to do was to walk away and leave pearl strung up in the woods shouting for help – quietly of course as the humiliation of being found in such a condition would be utterly horrendous.

Imagine the thoughts going around in that head? Has she left me? Can I hear her? She wouldn’t! All of these thoughts multiplied as the minutes passed by, the loss of sense of control and time quickly washing over you.

Upon My eventual return I found pearl struggling to be freed followed by periods of time where the arms dropped to the edge of their tethers and the head sunk to its chest in  defeat. I crept up using the struggling moments to disguise any sound I made – luckily I had the foresight to film My approach and the video is truly hilarious as the very fearful and now pathetic voice trembles in anticipation that there was someone there, not at all sure its who is should be or how he would explain himself but maybe a way to end his suffering.

Of course I kept it up as long as possible flinging small bits of wood at him to ensure he couldn’t be sure if it were just the wind dropping things from above or really another human being.

A fantastic day out in the amazing sunshine which was ended when I let him free pointing to a new dress and walking off to leave him. Actually we were driven back to the dungeon – with him in a leather hood – where the captivity continued with some torture.

Mistress Beth