Thread: I am Machine -WanderxCandy_demon

Willow knew what it was like to be cock blocked and knew the emotions that were associated with it anger, frustration, that boiling rage that made even kind people want to lash out violently. Even as she stood there, holding the masked strangers wrist, his expression didnt change, he remained cold and stoic. That same look filled the dominatrix with a horrible, crushing sense of dreadhes too calm. As she glared at him, he stared right back at her no into her. As he stared into her, Willow noticed the chilling silence that had filled the room, making her ears ring. She didnt want to look away, not while the mans eyes bore into her, but she had to check on Shey. For the briefest of moments, her beautiful eyes flicked away and towards her pet on the floor. Some relief flooded her veins when she saw that Shey was alright a little bruised and battered, but nothing that she hadnt previously endured. It was about the time when the man spoke did Willow look up, the grin she had been wearing fading. What in the hell did he just say? Consider my smile to be bitter and without feeling Mr. Diction. This was no ritual, this is what we do. This is a show, a performance, one in which we show our command over our pets. We dont just give them a few smacks and then drop trou, you have to have her beg you to stop. The way he explained it made it sound all too much like a science project she didnt like it...not at all. He seemed to waste no time as he delivered another firm smack to Sheys ass, the curvy woman beneath the hand shuddered and cried out, forcing back the urge to beg her Mistress to stop him but Willow knew that the dark haired beauty was stronger than that. Yes, the pain was amazing, but she had never been hit with such force and with such raw intent. Shey was terrified at this point there were few things that the young woman feared, but knowing she had no control, that was what she feared above all else. The life of SM offered that, a sense of control. Many people assumed that the MistressMaster controlled everything, but that was no often the case it was the Sub. All thought was lost to her as the newbie stamped hard down on the side of her face, Shey swearing she could hear her jaw bone crack and a few teeth threaten to come loose. The distinct coppery taste of her own blood was quickly filling her mouth, and the feeling of warmth leaking out from her nose made her squirm uncomfortably. She had to endure, she still have to endure! Shey couldnt let some stranger make her beg, only Willow was allowed to do that...right? The moment his foot came off of her face she sighed in relief, but to her horror, she felt his hands collect her by the throat and bring her to her knees. This was the point where she started crying audibly. Warm tears leaked down from the blindfold and mingling with the crimson blood that was still leaking from her nose. She tried to struggle in vain again his tight grip which was causing her to gasp and choke for air, he was going to kill her! It was then that another smack sent her sprawling to the ground, her body colliding hard with the unforgiving floor of the wood beneath them all. As she lay there, brilliant colored spots filled her vision and her ears rang all around her the world spun wildly she couldnt take much more punishment. Weakly, Shey slowly curled into a ball, moaning as more blood filled her mouth and she tried to beg for her Mistress to stop of the beating. But her Mistress voice never came, and again she was collected like she had been only moments ago, another powerful slap making her cry out painfully, tears freely sliding down her battered face. And yet still, Willow said nothing she wouldnt until she hear her pet beg for the abuse to stop, but it was becoming to go beyond that. Shey was given another hard hit, but this time to her chest, knockin the wind right out of her, causing her to gasp and try pathetically to breath. But it hurt, and it felt as if her body had forgotten such a simple task she needed this to stop, this was worse than anything that Willow had ever delivered. Yet out of all the torture he had unleashed on her, the last was the worse by far. Her head still swam with her slow loss of consciousness, but the moment that the first sting of the belt collided with her skin, she was fully awaken. A loud scream escaped her lips, which was followed by a sob, again and again she cried out in pain as another lash was delivered to her form. She couldnt take it, she was done! P-please! S-Stop this! She sobbed loudly, trying to back away from his smack, but unable to get away quickly with her bond hands, It hurts, it hurts! Mistress, please! Stop, please! Willow could take no more, and knew that when Shey begged like she just had, she could take no more. It was then that Willow rushed to Sheys side, putting her hands up to stop the next assault. The poor beaten woman cried loudly as the woman took set her up and caressed her hair, removing the blindfold and freeing her hands this however, meant that the strange could fuck Shey. Youve made your god damn point you prick! Willow hissed, standing and moving away from Shey, who looked up towards the man in the mask with wide, frightened eyes. Shes yours to play with. Those words had been hard to say, but what was harder still was that the stranger had free reign over Shey, and Willow could do absolutely nothing about it. I dont want anymore, Shey cried, weakly wiping the blood away from her mouth and nose, only causing it to smear on her tear stained face. Willow looked down at her pet and shook her head, You know the consequences if you submit to one of the crowd, I have no say her pet. Shey couldnt believe what she was hearing and let her gaze flick right back to the stranger He was her new Master and he could do ANYTHING to her.