Unnamed – Act 3, Scene 4

Introduction:
“Someone’s gotten a little ambitious,” she growls playfully as she takes up a riding crop and circles their Slave menacingly, blindfolding her victim before circling again. The crop’s tip cracks out from the mist to score a mark on their Slave’s delicate backside, marking her again and again as her Master is forced to watch, helpless as his new toy cries out with every blow and whimpers piteously between.
“Please Mistress! I’ll do anything!”
“Damn right you will.” *Crack!* “Now beg to eat my pussy.”
“Please Mistress, let me eat your pussy!”
*Crack! Crack!* “You can do better than that, that hardly even sounded sincere.”
The Slave whimpers meekly, writhing in pain, her pussy dripping with desire, eyes clouding over as she gazes at her Master and begs “P-please, Mistress, please, let me taste you, I want to lick your clit, I want to fuck you with my tongue, please, please let me eat your pussy.”
“You better mean it,” the Mistress growls, dropping the crop and binding the Slave’s wrists behind her back again, grabbing a fistful of hair and forcing her mouth onto her pussy. She looks deep into their Master’s eyes, purring with pleasure as she’s pleasured by their eager little sex toy, the Mistress’ hands caressing her own breasts teasingly as she makes him watch helplessly yet again. She moans low with sincere pleasure and leans slowly forward, bowing over her Master’s captive member, tugging roughly on the leash until he can’t move a muscle without chafing against one bond or another, and she licks slowly down the length of his throbbing cock, savoring his manic whimper as he thrashes futilely against his own chains. She straightens again, arching her back as she tries to conceal another climax, grins wickedly, and yanks the Slave off her, tearing off the blindfold and throwing her to the ground.
“Not bad. Now lick me clean. All of me.”
The Slave whimpers with barely disguised pleasure as she begins the arduous task, starting with her Mistress’ bare feet, licking her way up her ankles, calves, thighs…the Mistress grabs a handful of hair and yanks her up when she begins to eat her Mistress out again, growling “you’ve been quite sufficient there Slave,” the Slave whimpering her assent quickly as she begins licking up the Mistress’ perfect breasts. The Mistress winces as the Slave’s tongue finds a lashmark from her own recent taming and reaches for the soap, working up a lather as she begins to wash their Master’s cock herself, moaning with pleasure as the Slave licks her nipples and she teases his bound member. She stops before he reaches the point of no return, squeezing tight as the moment passes, not letting his desperate thrashing give him the slightest pleasure, then releases him for the ambient water to finish rinsing him off.
“Try to behave for a few minutes,” she cautions and pads out, her bare feet splashing in the little puddles, grabbing a towel on her way out of the room.
Left alone at last, the Slave looks up hungrily at her still-bound and helpless Master. He writhes a little against the tiled wall as she walks towards him on her knees, straining against the chains still binding her ankles to the floor, leaning forward and trying to balance, her tongue reaching for her Master’s cock. He obliges by moving forward on his chains, his cock barely brushing the back of her throat as she eagerly sucks him off, her head bobbing as well as it can in her bound condition. He stifles a moan, the duct tape gag loosening in the steam and forcing him to bite his lip to muffle his cries of pleasure. He tries to watch the doorway but finds his eyes constantly drifting back to the young, inexperienced slave eagerly sucking his cock as he thrusts back as far as he can.
*CRACK!* comes the mistress’ crop out of nowhere, and the Master winces as it a long red mark appears across the Slave’s breasts, her teeth scraping his member gently as she throws herself backwards with the shock, sliding to the end of her chains and sprawling on the shower floor. The Mistress draws up closer, now dressed in a vinyl under-cup corset with matching gloves and thigh-high boots, and yanks his leash roughly.
“Bad Master! I’ll tend to you in a moment,” she growls, and he casts his eyes to the floor ashamed, only to carefully peek up a moment later to watch the Slave’s punishment.
The Mistress crosses to the Slave, yanking her wrists up to lock the bracelets to the wall as the Slave sobs an incoherent apology. The Mistress rises and lashes her twice across the inner thighs, the Slave screaming in agony. “Silence!” she commands, lashing her again across the chest, barely missing her nipples as the Slave thrashes wildly in the lukewarm puddle.
“I’m sorry Mistress! I just wanted to please our Master!”
“I am in charge here! Me! And you will learn to respect these rules, mark my words…” she growls ominously, reaching up and twisting a dial, one of the shower heads releasing a torrent of near-scalding water. She directs the burning fountain to the Slave’s bound ankle and slowly up her crop-marked thighs, finally directing the downpour directly on the helpless girl’s clit. She screams as her senses are overwhelmed, bucking her hips and squirming helplessly as the water cascades off her red, raw pussy, droplets of water drenching every inch of her body as she climaxes, then screams as the assault continues on her hypersensitive pussy, whimpering and sobbing until she screams with another unexpected surge of pleasure.
“Stop whining Slave, it won’t do any permanent damage. Enjoy it while the hot water lasts. If you learn to be quiet in time you might be saved some of the icy cold punishment to follow. Some.”
The slave whimpers, biting her lip until it bleeds as she struggles to contain herself.
“Now Master, as for you…”

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