Kaena's Dungeon of the Unknown

watching him, or most specifically his cock, she waited until it began to throb in her hand, the slit in the top expanding before she acted.

Instead of stroking him through the coming orgasm she let go


Then have your release my Pet. Enjoy it.

calmly she walked away from his twitching cock. His hands were unbound, she wondered if he would take matters into his own hands or let it subside, only partially relieved.

She watched him from the corner of her eyes as she cleaned up, waiting.
 
his mind screamed at him, his hands jerking towards his cock, but he stopped himself. If she wished him to have a full orgasm, she would have given it.

He could only watch helplessly as his cock twitched, gave a feeble half spurt, then leaked for a few seconds. He wanted to cry, he was so frustrated, but stopped, simly regaining his breath as she cleaned herself.
 
as his cock finally began to subside, stopping its frantic twitching she went back to him pulling him into her arms, her lips coverd his, nibbling and kissing a response from his lips, feeling the heat of his frustration against her skin

She drew back to whisper just low enough to be heard


Well done my Pet. you make me proud.

Lets retire and I will see if I can't give you something to make up for the mean way I have treated your cock today

her voice lowered further as her teeth raked a path against his neck

Like the feel of your cock buried in my ass scratching the itch that is there

her voice purred lightly against him, knowing what he was feeling, yet she enjoyed it the same
 
he fell into her arms, her words making everything fade into the background.

She was proud of him, nothing else mattered.


As you remind me Mistress, it's your cock, to treat as you will.

he squirmed a little, his cock sensitive to her touch as she held him
 
she smiled and let her lips graze across his, returning for seconds as her glance travels around the room making sure everything is in it place and cleaned up almost as if they'd never been.

The kiss deepens and the silver fog swirls in carting the pair off into the night


a single sheet of paper in her fine script reads Thanks for the invitation, we'll be back
 
holds the door to the dungeon open for his Mistress, then strips down to his collar and kneels in the middle of the space.

your pet is ready Mistress
 
She walked in behind him and smiled as he slid out of his jeans without her telling him to. She stepped forward and cupped his chin, lifting his head to my lips.


I believe I offered you goo tonight Pet. Pick a place to let us begin gesturing to the modified rack, the x cross, the spanking bench, even the swing

Choose
 
looks around, wide eyed at the array of things Kaena has assembled.

He thinks, shivering at the memories from the St. Andrews, eyeing the swing with curiorsity. He shivers looking at the rack and the bench.

Finally making up his mind, he moves to the rack, laying on it, but not strapping in yet


This one Mistress.
 
Watching his eyes move around the room I find myself quite surprised at his choice, but I don't let it show. Silently I follow him, stepping to the head of the rack and drawing his arms above his head. Then I walk around and do the same to his feet.

Wandering around to his side then I lean against the side of it as I turn the crank to tighten his bonds. Lookiong at him then I smile coldly, now that he has nowhere to go, at my mercy.

Dropping the nice act I give one final adjustment to the strap that secures his chest and then step on a hidden switch. Cotrolled yet still sudden his feet drop until he is almost vertical and looking into my eyes.



You have a secret Pet, don't you? you keep telling me you have troubles sharing. tonight we're going to cure that. it's up to you what it will take...
 
his eyes follow her, the clicking of the chain pulling him tight making his heart race.

More than that is her eyes. They are almost cold, her words sending another chill down his spine. She has always demanded honesty from him, so he has never lied to her. But he hasn't always spilled his guts either.


Mistress, you know how hard it is for me to open up.

his eyes are wide, almost panicky at the slow smile she gives him
 
looking into his eyes seeing the trepidation there I smile again, but its not my usual one, it is calculating, cagey and measuring as I look at him

Walking away I return shortly pushing a large silver tray on wheels that is covered in the instrments of torture, from scalpels to whips and floggers, even a weird contraption that if I was telling you about it I could say was a spreader for the eyelids.

I stop beside you and reach out, my hand closing around your cock without any preliminaries, stroking until it is hard for me, but nothing more, then adding a cock ring


There. I'd like to keep your attention at least. You aren't planning on making this easy are you? I hope not anyway.

slips on a pair of rubber gloves rather dramatically before toying your nipples into stiff points too and adding a set of clamps
 
his heartbeat accelerates as he sees the instruments. His eyes dart to hers, but she ignores his silent plea. The touch of pleasure he feels as she strokes him is robbed when the ring constricts his cock.

The gloves, for some reason, frighten him more. They also rob him of her touch. The momentary pleasure from her fingers becomes an almost unbearable bite as the clamps sink into the sensitive flesh
 
Having removed the traces of humanity from the process she was employing she was ready to begin. I know he has a love hate relationship with the clamps on his nipples. it provides an advantage also that I know his body more than he does.

I lean in and blow a breath across his clamped chest, asking conversationally


You do know I will have an answer tonight right?

no answer I step back an pick up the flogger, letting the cool falls brush against his skin then the tips poke at his skin as I gather them and prod his flesh with the ends. It is an odd sensation, neither with pain nor pleasure

brushing the cool leather across his nipples slow and deliberately


I actually hope you hold out a long time Pet. I like making you squirm, once you tell me I have no reason to continue...
 
squirms at the touch of the falls, the sensation making him arch into it. He wants the sensation, despite it's oddity, he starts craving it.

When it leaves he whimpers, then whimpers as the cool leather caresses his clamped nipples. He wiggles, trying to hide from it


I, I can't Mistress, I can't tell you.
 
you Cant Pet? I don't think you Can't, I think you Won't. that your being stubborn maybe

leaning in my eyes trap his with no where to go

I could make you beg to tell me Pet. I could make you writhe and scream for the opportunity to tell me

I pick up a scalpel, finding a spot just out of the line of his sigh with my eyes as I push another pedal and his body settles back to normal I know hes seen the direction I was looking that, so when its the brush of a feather against his skin instead of the sharp thing he expected I can only imagine what he thinks

You are the only one that can stop me Pet...
 
the sight of the scalpel makes him whine with fear, trying to follow its motion. Unable to do so, he focuses on the last spot he saw it.

So intently was he focused on the scalpel, he almost jumped out of his skin at the feather touch. His eyes darted back to hers, hoping she wouldn't. She knows his feelings on tickling, but the sight of the feather in her hands makes his cock jump.
 
watching the panic in his gaze that hasn't been there yet until the feather arrives I smile sweetly

And pick up another.


Your choice Pet. I am not even close to running out of ideas,

withdrawing I begin with his feet, more than happy to begin with the arches and tops of his feet, knowing he can't even pull them out of the way as the feather dances
 
twists as much as he can, but he can't hide from her swirling feathers. He giggles, tossing his body around in the restraints

C-c-can't, drops into a fit of giggles
 
Such a naughty Pet, won't tell his Mistress what she desires to know. You should know by now I am a lot more persistant than you...

the feathers dance up his shins, ignoring the giggles that burst from him I lean over and whisper

I brought the glove Pet....I bet you might not find it as enjoyable on high.....its 45,000 vibrations a minute on high...Imagine that on your nuts

I am not giving up...
 
despite the giggles, his eyes widen at her words, a strangled sob mixing with his other noises. The thought isn't pleasant, sending a knot into his stomach

C-c-can't

it's a pant, his eyes dark, mostly closed as the feathers trail up his skin
 
leans forward, my breast press into the side of his chest as I whisper...

Can...

switching the feathers so both are in one hand i slide my other hand into the glove and turn it on low, splaying my fingers against his stomach, then movin up as the feathers begin to twirl against his balls instead

What was my question Pet?
 
jerks hard at the feathers on his balls, the sensation has him squirming as much as possible, walking the line between tickle and sensual

You wanted to know what my secret was Mistress.

the low humming and vibrations along his stomach make him wiggle
 
grateful for very long fingers I first unpeg the pins from his nipples, letting the blood return befor my full spread of my fingers sso, almost a foot of span between thumb and fingertip so I can press the vibrating tips against your nipples at the same time

At least you havent forgotten Pet.

Tell me, I want to know the secret you hold from me Very badly because I am not stopping till you fill me in.

at least this time the feathers aren't tickling your balls
 
jerks, almost screaming as the circulation returns, then his eyes bug out as the vibrations hit him

C-c-can't Mistress

thrashes as much as he can, little bolts of lightning sliding down from his nipples
 
she laughs softly and slides onto the rack with him, her body covers his, her boots ride snug against his sides as she unsnaps the ring from around him then slides her panties to the sides encasing him in her heat she lifted the glove

Momentarily she placed it against her own stomach, letting him feel her inner walls vibrate against him. then she turned it off


I want to know my Pet.

there was something in her voice that said the new position was not a good place for him to be just now
 
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