demon summoning gone wrong

Anthony finished his glass and led Tessa over to the middle of the living room floor. "Kneel with your legs spread and your hands behind your head, chest out." he said firmly. "I want to see everything my little slut has to offer."
 
"Yes, Sir," Tessa said. She knelt as he asked, with her legs spread wide, her hands behind her head, and her chest proudly out.
 
Anthony was utterly impressed at this point. "Very good, slave. For a first timer, you catch on fast. You must want a dick in you so very badly. He reached down and tugged at one of her nipples.
 
"You seem to enjoy pain, too," he said. "Is there anything my little painslut wants to try out?" He asked, noting that she wasn't embarrassed by the humiliating talk.
 
"All she wants is to please you, Sir," Tessa said honestly. "If there's something you want to try out, she'll see if she enjoys it."
 
"Bend over the couch then," he ordered, pulling her to her feet forcefully. "We'll warn you up with a hand spanking."
 
Tessa could feel herself relaxing at his touch. Maybe he'll go easy, since this was really her first time. She was nervous, and scared as hell, too. But she felt herself relax as his hand was gently gliding over her ass.
 
When he felt her body lose its nervous tension, he pulled back his hand and let loose with a mighty smack. "That was one," he growled. "You have nineteen more to go to warm you up for the riding crop."
 
Tessa let out a loud gasp of surprise and pain. It really stung! She could still feel the heat on her ass cheek. Nineteen more until the crop. . . she got this. "One, thank you, Sir," she said.
 
Anthony went back to his gentle caress and then let go with another strike, then another in quick succession, working every inch of her round ass. He varied his strikes so that she would never see them coming.
 
Tessa kept gasping and crying out in pain and surprise, never knowing when the next one was coming. Toward the end of the first twenty, soft moans ended the gasps, and she kept counting through. So far, it wasn't too bad.
 
When he had finished, Tessa's ass was glowing red. He said, "Stay, slut," before heading off to pick up his bag of tricks. When she was alone, she heard Christove in her head. "How are you doing? I'm feeling very good right now," he said.
 
"My ass feels like it's on fire, but other than that good," Tessa reported. "Nervous about what's coming next, but that's normal, right?" She gave a small smile.
 
"Yes and no," Tessa said. "Depends on whether or not I'm behaving would be my guess. And I plan on behaving. I just want him to fuck me soon."
 
"Here's hoping, said Christove. Anthony came back up the stairs. "Open your mouth," he barked as he made he hold the riding crop in her teeth. He walked around behind her and said, "You've earned your first bit of pleasure." He slid his fingers over the outside of her labia. "You're going to tell me when you get close. Failure to do so or dropping your toy will result in punishment. Understood?"
 
Tessa nodded. "Yes, Sir," she said around the riding crop. It was hard, and slightly hurting her jaw, but his fingers outside her pussy felt good, and she moaned.
 
Tessa moaned even louder as he expertly worked her up. It would take a little bit, but soon she said, with mild panic in her voice, "I'm close, Sir, I'm very close!" The crop stayed in her mouth, too, and she was proud of that.
 
Letting out a disappointed moan, Tessa removed the crop from her mouth and handed it to him with a mere, "Yes Sir."
 
If the spanking was hard, this was even more so. In addition to the caressing, Anthony also mixed in a series of light hits before landing a big one. It was random, and completely without pattern as he tortured her slowly, then quickly, then slowly again.
 
Back
Top