Thread: The new Master

Victoria Victoria stood in the center of the basement. The normal lighting was dimmed a little. A bright spot light suddenly turned on illuminating the mistress and making her the center of attention in a room where the air was musty with the rare scent of blood, sweat and cum and the sounds of moans and whimpers echoed in all direction. The red headed woman winced her eyes shut to block out the bright light. She was hanging by her arms stretched up above her head. Her wrists were bound tightly together by thin black rope. Her head hung low and her long blood red hair drapped down over her face to block out the light and cover her exposed body like two curtains. There was a small clicking of foot prints and the first thing she saw was a pair of polished black shoes. Her eyes traveled up his black pants, over the mounds of his unbelievably sculpted abs to look up at the handsome face of the demon and his cold dark eyes. With out so much of a word from the man. He reached up and pulled hard on the hanging rope beside him. It was attached to a puley on the ceiling. Instantly the rope under her panties came up, digging deep into Victorias pussy lips. An uncontrollable cry echoed through the stone walls of the basement. She was pulled not only off her feet but the clogs she wore dangled an inch off the ground as the crotch rope held her in mid air. Her thighs instantly clenched together. Victorias body curled back into an arch and she squint her eyes shut with her red lips gaping wide open. It hurts She gasped. Then the red heads upper body leaned forwards slightly with her big breasts dangling in front of her. The V neck of her thin black corset had her breasts threatening to pop out. If it were not for the string laced up her belly holding the material tight against her body then they probably would have. The leash connected to her collar dangled between her breasts as she shivered from the pain of the rope pressing hard against her clit. It hurts so good. She added as her legs did an uncomfortable squirm much like the fins of a mermaid. The rope was released and Victoria dropped onto her clogs. She was softly panting as he walked around her. His eyes inspecting every inch of her perfectly curved body. His foot steps were almost taunting until they stopped directly in front of her. Her pussy was pulsing and hot. She did not have to look down to know there was a wet spot rope had been and she could feel her own juices slowly trickle down her thigh. For the first time in centuries she was actually looking shameful. His strong powerful hands took her chin and lifted it up. Her scarlet eyes met with his. She said nothing, expecting him to speak but instead there was a long silence. Then the demon leaned his head in his lips slowly moved forwards toward hers. Victoria prepared for the kiss. She could feel his hot breath against her lips. This was going to be good, she could almost taste his lips. He tilted his head to the other side as if debating on which way to kiss. She lightly parted her lips, her tongue lifting and prepared to dance against his the moment their lips would lock together. Before Victoria could be satisfied with even the slightest touch of his warm moist lips he stepped back and tugged down the rope. Hahhhah! Another cry escaped her scarlet lips as Victoria winced her eyes shut and gaped her mouth open. Her body tensed in an arch, shuddering under the bite of the rope. Her thighs clamped together and her pussy began to leak even more into her laced panties and over the rope as it pulled into her cameltoe. For a good long minute the rope held her in the air, pulled tight between the crack of her voluptuous bottom, following the curves of her body and up her spine. Then once again the rope was released and the mistress fell the two inches back onto her feet. Her upper body slumped forwards Tease. She moaned under her breath. Master