fuckmeat's medieval bedchamber ~ open OOC chat for the deviant and depraved.

[Leopald]

And lose my footrest? I think not, little cunt.

He continues to drink in silence, but his heel digs into her back mercilessly. He smiles softly into the glass as he passively tortures her. His other foot is placed directly on the back of her head, and he was sure the smell of his long day would be evident to her very soon.

 

[fuckmeat]

she feels his displeasure press hard into her spine. though she knows it was a minor oversight, she also knows Master's days have not been easy of late. this is the place where he should receive everything he wants and expects and it is clear he feels she has failed him. she accepts her punishment silently, knowing full well that he is utterly immune to tears and pleas when he's in this dark, brooding frame of mind. his other foot rests on her head and the pungent aroma of it filters through to her senses. she knows that his day has been a long one and that if he needs to channel his anger and frustration, she will be strung up and used as a punchbag; physically, sexually and emotionally.

her cunt twitches at these thoughts but she suppresses it, knowing that her Master could just as easily choose to finish his drink and leave her here.

 

[Leopald]

Finishes the last of his drink in a single swallow, then places more weight on his girl's head and back, before removing his feet and standing.

He lands three exceptionally heavy slaps onto her pale ass, then strokes it softly.

Tell me what you want tonight, little bitch.

 

[fuckmeat]

she braces as he presses his feet into her and then yelps in surprise as the slaps rain down. his hand on her warmed ass is reassuring but she isn't fooled. her Master has been agitated and pre-occupied for a while now. she knows what he needs and even though it terrifies her, she wants to offer it to him.

You need to hurt me.

she says simply, lifting dread filled eyes to him momentarily

You need to abuse me Master, to hurt and humiliate me. you need to take me hard enough to make me cry and scream. I want to do that for you, to give that release to you Sir. Please use me... use me up.

her face flushes and she falters over the last words but her arousal is as evident as her fear

 

[Leopald]

He smiles and slaps her ass once more, then moves away, keeping his back to her as he speaks.

Go get your favorite clamps, a large plug, a vibrator, ring gag, whip, and some rope. And make sure all three clamps are on before you return.

He moves slowly towards the hook in the center of the room, already planning the torture of his slave.

 

[fuckmeat]

she fetches the items he needs and picks a delicate silver set of alligator clamps. affixing them to her hard nipples is easy and arousing enough but trapping her slick clit takes a little longer. eventually she wears all the clamps for him, the chains between them loose but not overly so. they will pull if she arches her back much. she returns to him and lays the plug, gag, whip, vibe and rope out for him on the bed. she turns to him and hesitates, unsure whether he wants her on her knees or not.

 

[Leopald]

Grabs the slave's wrists violently, quickly wrapping a length of rope around her hands and forearms as tight as he can manage, then secures the biding above her head to the hook hanging down.

He scooped up the plug and spit on the tip, spreading the small amount around the plug. His hand spreads her cheek as the other presses the plug up and savagely penetrates her ass. It takes some work, and he twists it back and forth as it moves up and inside. It finally seats deep within her, and he spanks her several times before stepping back.

 

[fuckmeat]

she gasps as Master grabs her and her heart lurches violently as he binds her and hangs her from the hook. she craves this, she needs it so much. she has asked for this and still she is terrified. as usual, his expression is inscrutable. her clamped tits and clit throb angrily. Master presses the plug into her and she tries to relax and accommodate it. his hard spanks warm her ass further and thrust the plug deep into her pliant flesh, making her moan a little.

so far, this could still go either way. he could be out to brutalise her or he could be letting her stew in her own juices before using her more gently. she loves the adrenaline rush of not knowing, his unpredictability.

 

[Leopald]

He silently moves in front of her, holding the ring gag in his hand as he stares coldly at her naked form. He couldn't wait to mark her flesh, vent his frustrations out on her fully. He gave the chain a good tug, then gripped her jaw, forcing his thumb and fingers in between her teeth through her cheeks. The ring was forced into her mouth and secured tightly next, and he spent the next few minutes placing hard slaps on the sides of her tits, knowing that the clamps would protest with each one. It was delicious to add to the pain.

 

[fuckmeat]

she risks a glance upwards as he moves in front of her, immediately wishing she hadn't. his eyes are colder than she has ever seen them. he buckles her into the ring gag, turning her from an articulate woman into nothing more than the conduit for his sadism, unable to make anything other than animalistic sounds. he goes to work on her tits, slapping them repeatedly and making the clamps dance. she stays mostly silent, knowing he'll give her far more to yell about if she begins to show weakness already. hot tears fall from her eyes as her tits burn and sting under his touch. the clamps add a deeper, more raw pain and even as quiet moans on pain fall from the ring gag, her cunt becomes ever slicker for him.

 

[Leopald]

Picks up the vibe and shows it to her, before moving it down and shoving it suddenly into her cunt. He turns the base, setting the toy on its highest setting

Hold this, bitch. God help you if it falls out of your cunt...

He moves now for the whip, and after taking a few practice swings, he is satisfied with the feel. He moves back around behind her and mutters something about her flesh being his canvas. The whip sails through the air as he flicks his wrist, and the rough leather kisses the center of an ass cheek, quickly leaving an angry red line. The next four whistles and cracks grace the backs of both thighs, her other cheek, and both should blades. The strikes are of varying intensity, and his cold smile broadens as he watches the welts form.

 

[fuckmeat]

clamps her pelvic floor around the vibe, keeping her feet as close together as she dares to. the vibe hums intensely, causing the plug to vibrate as well. her moan of pleasure is cut off sharply as the first whip strike lands. rapid cracks follow and in their wake raw pain blossoms across her thighs, ass and shoulders. she can feel the welts rise as though he has branded her. her breathing becomes shallow and she focuses on the pleasure building up in her abdomen. Endorphin curls around the adrenaline coursing through her, making her back arch until the clamps remind her not to. the slave hangs there squirming, waiting for the next strike with equal dread and anticipation.

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[Leopald]

Two more lashes, two more loud cracks on flesh, and a new pair of angry red lines on her pale ass. He reaches down and savagely twists the plug invading her tight rosebud.

He moved around in front of the quivering girl strung up before him. His lips curled up in a sneer as he jammed two fingers in through the ring holding her mouth open. The digits forced in as far as the knuckles would allow, and he grabbed a handful of her hair to yank her head back as his wiggling fingers explored her wet cavern.

Then they were pulled out and the excess drool was wiped on her face as if he was disgusted by it and her.

 

[fuckmeat]

The slave yelps and bucks as he assaults her, painting her skin livid with the whip. She presses back against the plug and moans deeply.

When Master jams his fingers into her, she gags and retches on him. He wipes saliva on her in the end but her loins are melting, telling her that she's nothing more than his outlet right now.

She gazes up at him, begging for her voice but he doesn't care about that. He wants to get his rock off and that will take some violence this night.

 

[Leopald]

He circled slowly, planning his next action carefully. He tossed the whip away. It had its uses, as did all tools, but there were times he just preferred his hands. It just felt more feral at times, and that was what he needed right now. He slapped her thigh hard, then drug his nails viciously over the stinging skin. Then he reached around and tugged hard on the chain connecting the clamps.

You are my little painslut tonight. The target of my frustration, my anger, whatever I wish.

He emphasized each word by digging his nails and dragging over a different portion of flesh. Her stomach, tits, and arms were his current targets.

 

[fuckmeat]

she writhed underneath his slaps and scratches, moaning even as he told her his purpose for her. she was prepared to endure pain and humiliation for him, she craved it. Sir still scared her though, because she was never sure how far he was going to push.

his gouging nails overlaid her whipped body with fresh, raw pain. the slave emitted what could best be described as a low, keening sound. despite it all, her pussy still throbbed for him.

 

[zydrate]

wanders in tentatively, looking around the room....

 

[FireFly12349]

Taps Zydrate on the shoulder and whispers

I don't know if we should intrude, Leo is really having fun. I'm a bit afraid...

 

[fuckmeat]

you're both very welcome but we are mid scene atm. feel free to make yourselves at home and enjoy the view.

 

[Leopald]

He listens to her noise and uses it to spur on his manipulations more intensely. He gave up on scraping for a moment, and just dug his nails into her thigh and hip for a moment. His nails dug deeper and deeper, threatening to break the skin as he gradually increased the pressure. Then he released suddenly and began roughly pullng on her nipples, threatening to rip them off her pert tits.

He glanced at Zy at raised an eyebrow in greeting, his mouth busy tearing into his slut's flesh.

 

[fuckmeat]

she bucked and yelped as he dug his nails deeper and deeper. her skin screamed beneath his hands but incredibly, failed to break. just as suddenly, his hands swug upwards to grab her tits. Sir's thumb and forefingers found her nipples, twisting viciously. she cried out once more as his teeth sunk into her flesh, fighting to keep her hold on the vibrator. it slipped from her slightly, making her close her legs to keep it in place.

 

[Leopald]

He stops suddenly as he sees her slight drop while she closes her legs tighter. He move around in front of her and sees the humming vibe slipping from her core, and he frowns.

I told you to hold this, didn't I? Last chance, bitch.

His hand is forced between her thighs and he shoves up on the plastic, forcing the toy farther up inside her than was probably natural.

 

[fuckmeat]

she nods mutely, striving to keep the vibe in while her legs are spread. Sir rams it up into her, punching her cervix and causing pain to stab through her abdomen. She doubled up as though winded, emitting an agonised grunt.

she concentrates on keeping hold of the toy, trembling with effort and the thought of what Sir's next move might be.

 

[Nina327]

Slides in on whispering boots, keeping to the shadows, not wanting to interrupt the intensity but unable to watch from the door any longer. Finds a chair off to the side and settles in, sitting on a booted foot.

 

[Leopald]

So tell me, little whore... If you can't follow simple instructions, why should I use you?

He gripped her jaw firmly, smiling into her ring-gagged open mouth, watching the drool slip down her chin. He looked up into her eyes.

Feeling like a woman still? I certainly hope not. You're nothing more than a slab of meat with wet holes for my use. But you love knowing that, don't you? You never really wanted to be more than that...