Perplexia's Pool Palace

He ginned, and then stepped closer, his eyes blatantly admiring the witch as he closed in on her. Her nipples hard enough to shot through the dress, and the slight tremble of nervousness in her step. He nodded. And then his hand back-handed her across the face.

"I'm here, Sir, isn't that right?" He growled at her slightly as he pushed her up against the wall. He was watching her eyes, now, seeing how they reacted to him. His hand reached down to her thighs, and began to slightly slide beneath her dress, caressing the soft skin. He kept his eyes cold, but with the obvious heat lurking just behind, the promise of cruel and lustful intentions looming. His fingers reached up and brushed against the crotch of her panties, already very wet for him. His voice dropped down, very soft.

"You do want to be a good little slut, don't you? But you aren't yet, it would seem. So there are lessons to be learned. We'll have to go hard to get you caught up, since you're clearly so far behind."

A squeeze of her sex beneath her dress with his rough hand, and then his hand other hand was on her neck again, dragging her bodily toward the desk in the corner. He very quickly bent her over it and then hiked up her dress, baring her ass to the room. He didn't bother that the door was open, and the sounds would echo up into the main pool area. He didn't care who might hear. He was growling commands, now. "Hands out. Grip the opposite edge of the desk, and do not let go for any reason, slut."

He scooped up the crop that he'd already pulled out in case of a need for extra discipline. He pressed the tip of it into the crack of her ass as she remained bent over, studying her. "Now, my very BAD little slut, you will say, 'Thank you, SIR,' after each strike, won't you? Hopefully ten lashes against your slutty ass will drive the message home."

And just like that, he cracked it against her ass, hard enough to leave a little red welt on her. He waited on her to respond, and struck out. Again. And again. Leaving red marks against her ass. After the ninth strike, he suddenly brought it down on her hand, gripping the edge of the table. He laughed as her grip on the desk faltered. "Oh, did you let go? But I thought you wanted to be a good little slut who gets to cum. What is it that you are, hmm? We'll have to start over, until we get to ten."

The grin on his face was devious. He was at his most sadistic now, the most ridiculously, wickedly charged he could get. He wasn't sure what had pushed him here, but more's the pit, he would take it out on the poor witch. And if she was what she claimed to be...she would love it. He began again. Lashing her ass. Waiting on her response. "Good little slut," he said, after each, "Thank you Sir," and finally finished administering her punishment. He smiled and admired his handiwork.

"A good start. Now strip. Quick quick. All of it."
 
The slap was unexpected. Her cheek exploding with a sharp pain that burned long after the contact was made.

"I'm here, Sir, isn't that right?"

"Sorry Sir, I'm here, Sir," She corrected quietly, stressing the title, not sure he even heard as he shoved her back against the wall. The impact winding her slightly. She watched his face, feeling his hand all too quickly and easily locating what they sought. Thighs parting slightly to assist him.

"You do want to be a good little slut, don't you? But you aren't yet, it would seem. So there are lessons to be learned. We'll have to go hard to get you caught up, since you're clearly so far behind."

"I do, Sir, I do want to be good..." She began before she was hauled unceremoniously across the room and pushed down over the desk that stood in the corner.

"Hands out. Grip the opposite edge of the desk, and do not let go for any reason, slut."

Before he'd finished speaking her hands were in position, up above her head, fingers curling around the edge of the wood. Holding tightly. She gasped softly as she felt something press against her exposed, underwear covered rear.

"Now, my very BAD little slut, you will say, 'Thank you, SIR,' after each strike, won't you? Hopefully ten lashes against your slutty ass will drive the message home."

"Yes Si-" She didn't get to finish. The crop delivered it's first delicious kiss, making her cry out in surprise and forcing her fingers to curl tighter against the wood. "Thank you, Sir." Her voice was trembling slightly as she fought to catch her breath, knowing she'd need it for what lay ahead.
"Thank you, Sir...thank you, Sir..."
Again and again he struck and again and again she thanked him. Her rear stinging and burning from the strikes. Then he hit her hand and she winced, instinct withdrawing her hand from the edge of the desk making her curse inside.

"Oh, did you let go? But I thought you wanted to be a good little slut who gets to cum. What is it that you are, hmm? We'll have to start over, until we get to ten."
"Sorry, Sir..." She said in as level a tone as she could manage. She should have known better.

Ten more strikes, ten more expression of gratitude and then it was over. For now.

"A good start. Now strip. Quick quick. All of it."

"Yes Sir, as you wish..."

She stood up, trembling slightly and her fingers worked fast. Sundress rising over her head to land on the floor by her feet. Revealing the curves that had been concealed beneath it, along with the fact that she'd been braless beneath it. Large, round globes bouncing slightly as they were freed.
Next came her underwear, a slight hiss as she worked the panties down over her already sore behind. And soon she was naked. Her hands moved to rest behind her back. Waiting. Knowing there would be more. Much more.

This was only the beginning.
 
Noon watched her undress, smirking thoughtfully. He looked at her body and stepped closer, licking his lips. He smiled as he admired her, looking down into her eyes. His hand came up to cup her chin, tilting her head back to look at his face, and he let her see his smile. He nodded. "My little Slut," he repeated, and then he kissed her, claiming her mouth. She made him hungry, hungry to take her sweet body, to claim, and to bend it to his will. To bend all of her to his will. He held the claiming kiss, his lips roughly taking hers. His other hand explored her body, sliding down her sides, reaching back up to toy with her breasts, squeezing them.

He felt her working hard to remain still, but she was still trembling slightly. In pain, in fear, in excitement. He knew too well how they could intermingle. He could taste them on her mouth. He smiled, and remained silent as he pulled out of he kiss, letting go of her chin. Her breasts were round and capped by hard nipples, betraying her excitement. He could feel the warm blood heating her skin beneath his touch. His head leaned down to her chest, and he took one of those hard, happy nipples into his mouth. He sucked it, briefly, tasting her skin, testing her responses, before his teeth sank in slightly.

"Mine to torment and use, isn't that right? And to make her cum, or not, as I please?" He barked out a laugh as he slipped behind her. He pulled her hands back, and she felt them quickly being tied at the wrists. The ropes were sliding around her hands, and then pushing her wrists together, then wrapping up around her elbows as well, forcing her shoulders back and her chest out. He continued to wind the ropes tighter, a serpentine pattern from wrists to elbow, before securely tying off the knot, keeping her arms in a bit of mild discomfort behind her back. As he stepped back in front of her, he noted the glowing handprint beginning to become visible on her cheek. He leaned in and kissed his handiwork, his tongue flicking out against the slightly heated skin.

His hand reached down between her legs and then fingers pressed against her pussy. Two of them spreading her, sliding against her outer lips, getting wet with her juices. He massaged it and teased her as he studied her. "Tell me, slut, what fantasies do you entertain? Speak truly, and tell me what awful, nasty things you see being done to yourself right here. Tell me your nasty, twisted desires." He grinned as a third finger pushed into her, and he began to fuck her with his fingers, pressing up against her body so her breasts were right against his chest. He rolled his finger into her, making it as hard as possible for her to focus as she answered.
 
"My little Slut,"
He approved. His smile told her, his eyes told her. She felt a little of the tension inside melt away, only a fraction but enough to be noticeable to her. The kiss was overwhelming, stealing her breath and threatening to steal her balance. She tried to keep up, to return the kisses but she couldn't. Besides, she wasn't expected to. Her mouth was there to be used. Just as the rest of her was. Groans slipped from her mouth and into his as her large breasts were groped. The kiss ended and his lips travelled down to her chest, suckling on a sensitive nipple, making it even harder for her to stand still.

"Mine to torment and use, isn't that right? And to make her cum, or not, as I please?"
"Yes, Sir, precisely, Sir..."
Another quiet gasp as her hands were tied. Tight and constricted, bordering on the painful as her shoulders were forced backwards and her chest, as a result, pushed forwards. Her large breasts presented almost lewdly as a result.

She watched him move back before her, lowered her gaze as he kissed the mark no doubt rising on her cheek. Then a whimper as fingers pushed and pressed against her sex. Rubbing, teasing.


"Tell me, slut, what fantasies do you entertain? Speak truly, and tell me what awful, nasty things you see being done to yourself right here. Tell me your nasty, twisted desires."
She opened her mouth to reply but her eyes rolled slightly as a third digit was pushed into her tight sex and began to pump back and forth.

"I...I see my body being used, totally, utterly. Brutally. Every inch, every hole. My body little more than a toy." Another wanton sound stopped her continuing. "I see ropes and chains, clamps and toys...cruel toys..."

Her cheeks coloured as she continued, not daring to hide anything. "I see others using, others taking, others tormenting...and me thanking each and every one of them for doing so. And you for letting them use me. For letting them use me like the..." Another whine. "...the needy little slut that I am..."

All the while her tight little pussy got hotter and wetter, as the need inside her grew and grew. The fire building deep within her core.
 
"I...I see my body being used, totally, utterly. Brutally. Every inch, every hole. My body little more than a toy." He brushed his thumb against her clit as she spoke, and then his hand came down to slap against her burning and sore ass. He continued to play with her pussy as she spoke, making it clear that, at the moment, she definitely WAS the toy she saw herself as. A soft chuckle. He pulled his hand out of her sex and gave it a light slap before he went back to teasing it with his finger, shoving it into her tight hold, clamping down on him.

"I see others using, others taking, others tormenting...and me thanking each and every one of them for doing so. And you for letting them use me. For letting them use me like the...the needy little slut that I am..." He listened and then reached up to stroke her hair, sweetly, letting her know that she was being good for her honesty. And perhaps a promise of pleasing her. But then he shook his head and sighed. His fingers reached up and grabbed her clitoris. He pulled on it and then gave it a cruel twist as he looked at her face.

"That's all true, isn't it? But you didn't say SIR, did you?."
He ignored the sound she made in protests as he released her clit and sighed, turning around and stepping away thoughtfully. He growled low in his throat thoughtfully. "What am I going to do with you if you continue to fail at the most simple of tasks, slut? I suppose we'll need to get creative to make you learn your lessons. You may start begging for forgiveness right now, only because I enjoy hearing you beg."

He set about to work while he listened to her pleas, taking little note of them, only the sound of her voice. He stepped around behind her and then dragged her over to a low table. She was easily scooped up and then set down upon it, as he coaxed her into a kneeling position. Once had her settled down, he gave her quiet command. "Stay." He stepped away to gather what he needed, and when he returned, a soft leather collar was fastened around her neck, with a D-ring on the front. He locked it down into place, and tied it off with a long bit of cord that he looped through a pulley in the ceiling to use on her later. He slipped around her and then her ankles and knees were buckled down into the table, spread widely. A further bar was attached to the table, and an indelicate shove bent her forward over it at the waist, and forcing her ass and pussy to remain skyward while her breasts dangled just over the table. He gave her a hard spank on the ass that was no planned, but still resulting from his present unhappiness with her.

"How am I supposed to give you what you want if you can't keep track of basic rules?" Feeling warm from his exertions, he decided to go ahead and strip. There was nothing she could do about it at the moment. He turned around, letting her see his hard cock once he freed it from his pants. He stepped up to her mouth. "I know you want this cock, but how can I give it to you, hmm?" He grabbed her chin and tilted her head back, looking down at her. He held her head in place, good to see that she wasn't fighting, and then he spread her mouth, forcing a ring gag between her lips to force her mouth own. He spread her mouth as widely as he could, ignoring her protests, and then wrapped the straps around her head and tightened them down.

"Eventually, this cock is going in that mouth, slut, but you know that you'll have to earn it." He then very quickly produced and attached a pair of clamps to her hard nipples, reaching down, and making sure they were very, very tight. It was going to be important, soon, that they not be easily pulled off. Her nipples were squashed and pinched down harshly before he looked down into her eyes, reading to the emotions there now that she could no longer speak.
 
The sigh and the shake of the head were a warning. Coming only a split second before his fingers cruelly crushed her clit, making her whine and squirm.

"That's all true, isn't it? But you didn't say SIR, did you?."
How could she have forgotten? How?
"What am I going to do with you if you continue to fail at the most simple of tasks, slut? I suppose we'll need to get creative to make you learn your lessons. You may start begging for forgiveness right now, only because I enjoy hearing you beg."
"I...I'm so sorry, Sir, didn't mean to insult you. Honestly, Sir. I just...I..."
Her begging didn't last long before she was yanked across to another table. Lifted and plonked on top of it. Struggling with her arms bound as they were to maintain her balance and any real control over her movements.

"Stay."
Both cheeks burned as he commanded her as one would a pet. An animal. But she obeyed all the same. Not moving. Waiting, obediently, for him to return.
The collar encircled her neck, buckles soon held her lower legs firmly in play. Wide apart, exposing the delicate flesh between her thighs. Another addition and then she was bent forward. Pushing her ass and sex higher, the angle of her legs making the position more than just vulnerable. It was practically an invitation for use.

A short, sharp, howl as he slapped her already tormented behind.

"How am I supposed to give you what you want if you can't keep track of basic rules?"
She heard the rustling of fabric, saw clothes hitting the floor, then his rock hard shaft filled her vision. She licked her lips without really realising.
"I know you want this cock, but how can I give it to you, hmm?"
"I don't know, Sir, but please...please let me please you, let me-"
The words were abruptly stopped by the insertion of the gag. There was a moment or two of slight panic as he cranked her jaws wide apart and buckled the gag into place.

"Eventually, this cock is going in that mouth, slut, but you know that you'll have to earn it."
Her eyes widened as she breathed hard through the gag, clamps swinging into view then disappearing down and out of sight. Within seconds hard nipples were being pinched tightly by the metal. Making her wince, causing her back to arch in a vain attempt at relieving the pressure upon them. Nothing would. Things would no doubt, only get worse.

Her eyes were tear bright, from the pain in her nipples and her ass. Cheeks flushed with humiliation from the knowledge that it was her own stupid mistake that put her into this position. That she had no one to blame but herself.
 
He looked into her face, reading the emotions there. Her cheeks were cute when flushed, the pain in her body reading through her eyes as a simple vulnerability that was appealing. He smiled and leaned down to give her a sweet kiss on the forehead...followed by lightly slapping her cheeks with his cock. He reached up to caress her hair, looking down thoughtfully. "Oh, but I do know you're sorry. Because of what you are. Not just a slut, but a little cum slut. In your pussy, your mouth, your ass, on your tits, your back. You want it. Well, I'm going to give you the chance to prove just how much of a cumslut you are."

He stepped behind her, admiring the curve of her ass, and the red marks he's already dotted across her, his own handiwork. A quick gripe, since he was incapable of keeping his hands away from her body before too long, and then he fasted a short stand down onto the table, clamping it in place. He then reached down to give her pussy a quick testing feel, sliding his fingers and humming thoughtfully to himself. He grinned. "Hmmm, I think a nice thick one, don't you?" He barked a short laugh and went to fetch a good, thick, black dildo. He pulled it out and carried back over to show her.

"We can put this in your pussy, don't you think? It ought to fit." He grabbed her hair and pulled her head back, pushing it against the ring gag. It barely fit inside into her mouth, and he swirled it around, holding her, fucking her mouth with it. "Let's get it good and wet." He watched her eyes as she was helpless to do much except swirl her tongue around it as he fucked her face. Then he nodded thoughtfully as he pulled it out, watching her. "Oh, but you like that, don't you slut."

He stepped down behind her, where she couldn't see him. "Oh, and I didn't hear a Sir, did I? Oh, but that's right." He barked out a laugh, since she obviously couldn't respond...that didn't stop him from behaving like a sadist whose trap she had willingly walked into. He gave her one quick slap on her burning ass to drive home the point, knowing that she would mentally be thanking him as he did. Then he attached the dildo into the stand on the table, and extended the arm. his hand reached out to spread her pussy quickly, before he began to shove it into her tight hole. She was wet and ready for it, good for her, and he pushed it in all the way to the hilt, filling up her sweet little hole. Then he gave her a congratulatory pat as he locked the arm into place. "Ah, there's a good little slut. We'll get you properly trained up soon enough, I promise."

Now, to demonstrate why her upper body wasn't tied in place just yet. He grabbed a pair of tension springs, and he attached them to the clamps on her nipples. As they pulled out and stretch, the clamps would twist. He adjusted the tension on them just enough to give a little twist on her poor suffering nipples, and then he grabbed the spare end of the rope which was attached to her collar and lashed it down to the ends of the springs. He pulled all the tension out of the rope, so that as long as her head remained in place, the tension on her breasts would not increased. Moving it would cause the clamps to twist down tighter on her, thereby increasing the pain in her chest. He admired his rig for a moment before he stood in front of her. His cock rested a few inches from her lips.

"Now, here's the test. And to prove what a cumslut you are. You can stay there, in pain, for as long as you like. But you'll get nothing out of it. But if you're willing to lean forward, you can fuck my cock with your mouth, and show me what a willing cumslut you are. But that will only make the pain increase. If you can make me cum in your mouth, you might get a reward. Or you might not.

It all comes down to how badly you want it."
He laughed wickedly. She might have enough motion in her hips to fuck against the dildo in her cunt, but she probably wouldn't get off on it. She needed embrace her need to be used, despite all the pain, to get anything out of this.
 
"Oh, but I do know you're sorry. Because of what you are. Not just a slut, but a little cum slut. In your pussy, your mouth, your ass, on your tits, your back. You want it. Well, I'm going to give you the chance to prove just how much of a cumslut you are."
He disappeared behind her and she felt his hand against her sex, inside it.
"Hmmm, I think a nice thick one, don't you?"
Her brow creased in confusion before he returned and solved the mystery. A huge black dildo before her face.
"We can put this in your pussy, don't you think? It ought to fit."
She tried to shake her head, the gag preventing her attempts at disagreeing before his hand stopped her heads movements all together. The gag allowed the massive toy to force it's way into her mouth. Filling it entirely. Making her want to gag before it was even part way inside.
"Let's get it good and wet."
Even as she hacked and coughed around it, she licked and sucked as he told her to. Like a good slut.

She sagged as he pulled it out, drawing a shuddering breath once her mouth was empty.

"Oh, but you like that, don't you slut."
She nodded, trying to say thank you but of course the gag prevented her doing anything but making a gurgled sound.
"Oh, and I didn't hear a Sir, did I? Oh, but that's right."
She frowned and tried harder, only managing to cause some saliva to drip onto her chin.

She whined as the toy began to push, to force, it's way into her tightness. She was ready, she had been wet the moment she walked down into the dungeon, but that couldn't lessen the size, the discomfort. Lips stretching around the huge dildo as it filled her entirely.
A wince as he slapped her sore rear.

"Ah, there's a good little slut. We'll get you properly trained up soon enough, I promise."

She could only watch with wide, worried, eyes as he added a devious, dangerous, twist to the clamps on her nipples. All too quickly she realised what would happen. Stay still and she would be 'relatively' pain free. Move and her nipples would pay the brunt of the price.
"Now, here's the test. And to prove what a cumslut you are. You can stay there, in pain, for as long as you like. But you'll get nothing out of it. But if you're willing to lean forward, you can fuck my cock with your mouth, and show me what a willing cumslut you are. But that will only make the pain increase. If you can make me cum in your mouth, you might get a reward. Or you might not.

It all comes down to how badly you want it."


She paused. She could stay there and rebel. Or she could do as he said and get what they both knew she craved. With a yelp she moved forward and guided the head of his cock into her opened mouth. She felt tears pricking her eyes as the springs tortured her nipples. Pulling them taut, squeezing them tightly. What worried her was that every painful tug, every twist send a terrifying thrill to her clit. Make her sex clutch tighter around the huge toy inside it. Sensations running riot through her already aroused body.

Back and forth her head moved, tongue stroking as best it could, again and again her sensitive nipples were pulled cruelly towards the floor.
Tears spilled down her ruddy cheeks as she forced herself to fuck him with her mouth. Gagging as the head pushed into her throat, unable to stop it. Desperate for this part of the ordeal to be over. Desperate to feel his cock inside her.
 
searching the palace, looking for her

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Since you've been such a good girl today (snickers)

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Take your pick, baby.

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All of the above. [ ]
 
sneaks in and steals lil miss Plexy away and snuggle fucks the hell outta her

:kiss::kiss::kiss:
giggles and meeps doing all kinds of gropy things to D
You can snuggle fuck me anytime hotness
Hey! She's mine...

follows, watches them snugglefuck, then dumps them both, one on each shoulder and carries them away into the kitchen to make a meal out of the two naughty brats

meeps and giggles giving d all kinds of kisses and gropes as we're hauled away
 
Hey! She's mine...

follows, watches them snugglefuck, then dumps them both, one on each shoulder and carries them away into the kitchen to make a meal out of the two naughty brats
Hey, you have to share, because sharing is caring...or some shit like that. I saw her first!

squeals and swats his ass when he tosses her over his shoulder
giggles and meeps doing all kinds of gropy things to D
You can snuggle fuck me anytime hotness


meeps and giggles giving d all kinds of kisses and gropes as we're hauled away
molests her pretty girl, fondling all her goody bits
 
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