slave gordon was fed a selction of fine fruit during a recent visit. No not by hand or on a pretty china plate but by sucking it off the heel of My shoe as I watched from above.
It was an incredibly erotic view I can tell you as the moist mouth bobbed up and down trying with all his might to suck the fruit clean off as I held in deep inside his mouth.
After his impromptu meal the rubber slave was returned to the crypt, back in chains, with the cage door locked thus keeping him prisoner.
So was he really ready to give up all the infomation that he promised? Or would his torment carry on for longer and longer? Were his family starting to miss him? Had anyone noticed his sudden absence?
I could only imagine how many unanswered questions were running through his mind in such isolation. He had begged several times to know what day/date/time it was so his mind was starting to ask many questions.
Perhaps the ultimate in humiliation would be the final straw?
Dragging him from his dark chamber in handcuffs he was fully dressed in a rubber dress and very tight rubber corset. Lots of photographs were taken to ensure that he would not falter when it came to the handover of information.
After half an hour of nipple torture he was visably shaken and at the end of his pain tolerance. Utterly humiliated he agreed once more to talk.
Lets play 20 questions. Bear in mind that I do know the answers to some of these questions so will know if you are lying at any time. If I catch you in a lie I shall place your thumbs and testicles into clamps and turn the screws until you pass out.
Exhausted he begged for light to fill his eyes and to rest for a while.
Very well slave david you may have a little time out, I think you have earned it.
The rubber slave was suitably restrained and fastened tight into the wheel chair. Unable to shout as his moth was crammed full of a gag.
An electric cattle prod demonstration of shooting sparks ensured that he wished to keep the gag in. Such a handy decice – quite unoffensive to look at and yet so very powerful.
I could feel his trembling excitement through the arms of the chair as I pushed him past people, people he couldn’t see due to the rubber blindfold and glasses, nor hear as his ears were also plugged….. wonder if he could sense the people around him? Who knows?
Out into the fresh air, alas it was raining now or I could have taken him for the bumpy ride of terror in that wheelchair……
Quite liking all this disabled access……. 10/10 for effort.
It looks like such a nice scene doesn’t it? The younger lady pushing the older gentleman in his chair. Obviously on a nice day out somewhere. How wrong can you get?
He was BEING KIDNAPPED after being stripped, bound and gagged and absolutely NO ONE was prepared to held him.
As the chair wheeled up the ramp into the kidnap mobile he knew his chances of escape were long gone….. he was well and truly in a vulnerable position.
Securing the wheelchair safely, complete with seat belt reduced any chance of escape……. ha ha.
Now with such adrenaline running through me as I had pulled off a fantastic take down it was time to take him to the dungeon and interrogate him.
He purrs like a cat when I touch him. Gasps out loud when cold harsh pain is thrown at him. Bondage makes him melt and his idea of heaven would be to spend 2 weeks in total slavery at my feet…….
Here he has been put into a stress position – something I do often in a bid to make him as uncomfortable as possible to make him suffer a little before giving him just what he desires. Pain. Real pain. Of course it has to be administered in a caring sensual way or he would just go boxing instead!
The feel of my fingertips on his body sends him into a state of ‘la la land happiness’ and the hours fly past as if they were minutes.
”Dear lord, please let Mistress Beth fill my mind, own my submissive soul and be my owner for as long as I live”
What would you do if you found yourself in this position?
Feet forced into high heels.
Red rope binding your legs tightly together.
Arms stretched up and held above your head.
All this at the mercy of a wicked Dominatrix. {wicked. outstanding in her field}