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Thread: Punishing and Disciplining Sylvia! (DarknessUnleashed & DangerousDanielle2)

He replied Very well, you will now learn that your defiance will now make things worse! He unlatched her legcuff's chain from the hook bolted to the ground, and latched her legcuff's chain to a hook bolted to the ceiling. He then pulled the other end of the chain down and towards the ground which pulled her up. The more he pulled the other end of the chain down towards the ground, the higher up she went. He then locked the chain hanging her upside down! He then said to her Now, I will whip you five times each on your pussy, tits, butt-cheeks, hands and feet. He took out a leather belt. He put a small ladder beside her, and climbed a few steps to be able to have enough height and room to whip her feet. Once he was in position, her feet were all tied-up and in a stationary position! He then whipped her feet five time with the leather end of the belt, a little hard, but not very hard! Her heels then turned red because he had hit her with a bit of force, even though it was just five hits! He then whipped her pussy, the same way - but having the leather end of the belt hit her pussy vertically! After that, her pussy was a little red! Then her butt-cheeks got whipped, also turning a little red! Then her tits got whipped causing her nipples to get a little red! And finally, her hand-palms got whipped turning a little red! After all that, he said to her Now, say that 'you like to suck and taste sir's cock, which makes you wet down there, like the little slut that you are', and start sucking! Or else, there will be five more whippings in the same areas! And trust me, the more you get whipped, the more it will hurt! You don't want your skin to start tearing, that is when it really hurts!!!
Thread: Punishing and Disciplining Sylvia! (DarknessUnleashed & DangerousDanielle2)

Sylvia knew more defiance would only result in more torture, but she couldn't let this man---or any other--break her this easy...as she hunbg there upside down, every intimate part of her body accessible, she struggled, the chains clinking as she fought. She swayed there, sobbing and moaning..... LET ME DOWN!....LET ME GO!.... She screamed as the whip made contact with her pussy first, her cunt lips now beet red and swollen by the blows.... I won't suck you off, she said with defiance....You'll have to force me....
Thread: Punishing and Disciplining Sylvia! (DarknessUnleashed & DangerousDanielle2)

He replied to her Very well! She was hung upside down! He then used a clamp to constrict her nose! She could then only breath from her mouth! So, she had to open her mouth a little bit! He then put a metal jaw opening contraption on her mouth, and tightened it to open her mouth more, and locked it in place! With her nose blocked, and mouth wide open He jammed his cock into her throat for 30 seconds, and pushed her head towards his groin shoving his cock deep into her throat which basically choked her for thirty seconds because his cock was blocking her respiration! He then pulled his cock out, and removed the nose clamp and the jaw opening contraption, and said to her There, now your dirty slutty mouth has been violated by my cock! I'm sure you don't like to be choked and unable to breathe, while your mouth is filled and constricted by my cock! Now, if you refuse to suck my cock nicely, on your knees, with enthusiasm, and not say that you need sir's cock, which makes you horny and wet, like a good obedient young woman, you will be whipped in those same areas five more times each, and choked in that exact same way three times more! So, what is it going to be?
Thread: Punishing and Disciplining Sylvia! (DarknessUnleashed & DangerousDanielle2)

AAAAARRRRGH...!!! Sylvia was helpless....the man rammed his cock in her mouth, pushing all the way to the back of her throat.....again he shoved it in her, finally leaving her gasping for air when he withdrew. She hung there upside down, her tits dangling.... shaking her head..... please....please let me go....I'm sorry for teasing you, but I'm not a whore and I'm not gonna suck your cock....
Thread: Punishing and Disciplining Sylvia! (DarknessUnleashed & DangerousDanielle2)

He brought her down to ground level. He then trapped her in doggy-style by latching her hands and feet chains to the hooks bolted to the ground. He then stood right in front of her, with his erect cock out. He said to her Ok, you know what, this is clearly not working! I know that I am a bad and ruthless man, but I was just scaring you about hitting or cutting you so hard to the point that your skin will tear! I have both good news and bad news. The good news is that I am a business man, and so far you have given me a good erection! Hence, I will make sure that you finish with at least a C grade in this course! The bad news is that, since you outright refused to suck my cock, the price for this C grade will be many horrible things for you to come. The examples are you will get fucked both in the pussy and the ass, I will lube your ass and put a metal dildo of small to medium size in there! You will be ball gagged the entire time! And finally, your tits and pussy will be crunched and compressed using clamps! He awaited her reaction because having sex with a woman who cried gave him power pleasure.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

Uh... Hello? Good evening, sir? Clarabell maybe was more tired than she tought, but even as confused as she was - and as much indecided and in love - she still tried to be polite. I... I value, or at least valued a lot of things... But... with age, I think my values change... I heard that... maybe, you would be interested in some kind of exchange? the girl... young woman lifted the not so small basket she had on one of her arms. Clarabell still tried to recall how she got inside, but there was too much to look at in the shop! She could feel her mouth open, as she looked around in wonder. All the big words flied straight over her head. Not one for the academic words, all she was hearing out of it was the story. And this time it would be her story...
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

Without a word, the man strode his way next to her, lifting the basket off of her arm and onto the desk. He picked through the items inside as if he were picking apples from a market, turning and inspecting them, though she could not discern what he saw in them. Her favorite childhood object was tossed back into the basket, treating it like a moldy fruit, and yet he also pulled a dusty old toy and laid it carefully upon a cloth, as if it were a silver chain. The copper and silver coins were brushed away, but the bronze ones were instead stacked neatly into a pile. After his inspection was finished, five items remained on his desk, and he motioned to them. What do each of these mean to you, child? He quizzed the girl. These are all things that you possess, but there are also things that you do not possess. The types of things that will come, in time. There are also things that you would never possess, even with time. He let out a soft laugh to himself. An exchange, yes. Some of these are good. Some of these are not enough. Your values, not all of them will change. I cannot change your values. But you, you I can change. He lowered onto a knee, to look the girl in the eye. Do not be shy, young peach, tell me. If your values now hold tomorrow, we can bargain to your delight.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

Clarabell's heart was thudding fast and strong, the girl could only stare at the process. While her eyes was wide open, and every item almost burned into her mind, she could not have told more about the man that he was in a ... bathrobe. Well, she was not really sure, because every choosen or discarded item sparked some memories... but also, there was a lot that no longer meant anything for her. She was thinking how the seemingly old or everyday things interested him more, but... well, she had them put away once because of the occasion or the meaning behind them. She heard the words, and while Clarabell started to understand the meaning, full comprehension still eluded her. Huh? she started, but then shook her head and gulped before speaking agin. Meaning? Those five items... Well, that metal horse was given to me by my grandfather, the last gift he gave me... I remember, he was always on his way, transferring goods, working with his wagon... He told me, care for the horses, because they are working instead of you... she remembered the old man, with a smile and some tears. After he died, we never again had horses around the house. That spool of thread is the first one I ever spun, cut my fingers, and got not only tangled up but too uneven to ever use, but still, a good day's work for a child... Nowadays I am better with my hands. Still not rolling the gold thread, but that is just a bedtime story. her tears dried, she was grinning now. That nice stone is from the river's side, gathered when playing there with my friends, years ago. One of the boys went to become a soldier, two girls moved away, the others... Well, they are around, but we are drifting further from each other. her grin disappearing, there is no real emotion on her face, just her eyes are telling that her stomach is in a knot, only slowly dissipating, as she is truly missing her childhood friends... but knows, and realizes, that they are growing up. Then she blushes That feather is from the hat of my prince... Lost thirteen days ago when riding through the city and stopped for apples... her eyes mist over as she is remembering - colored by her mind - the situation. In her mind's eye, she is much closer to the young man, and he is staring down at her, smiling... Croaking she tries to hide her reactions by shakiung her head, and have her hair flailing around. Anyway. That last piece is a snake-skin bracelet, my grandma' says it brings luck, or at least protects against snake-bites, but my hand is getting too big to pull it on and off without the danger to tear it, so I leave it off... Found the skin in our garden, years ago... she does not remember when, just that she thinks she had seen the snake that left it... And she tried to leave out some food for the snake. And got told by her mother, that the fodd bought in the rats... But her father told her, that snakes eat rats, so, in a way, she was still feeding it. What was it you wanted to know?
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

Clarabell was entranced by the movements of the man, her eyes and thoughts unfocused, her lips mumbling something or other... The only audible exclamation was when her bracelet was seemingly transformed. Good magic trick! she smiled like a happy child... But she was not that naive to accept every word of the shopkeeper. You are good, knowing the town and the nearby villages like you do is paying off, I hear... how could he had knew her friends name otherwise? But maybe Clarabell herself told him... She did not really remembered every moment of the time around the shop, after all. But she giggled when the figurine seemingly moved. Blushing, and pushing some hair behind her ear, and moved where he directed her. And now? Should I bow? Clarabell curtsied clumsily.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

A finger wagged dangerously close to her face, as if the merchant were quite offended. No tricks here, miss. I do not deal in tricks and falsehoods. He crossed his arms against his chest. You are seeing the effects of a divination. A foretelling of the future, this is nothing closer in this world to an absolute truth than what I work for you now. His voice was hard and stern, as if he did not understand that children did not grasp everything and needed to be lectured on matters beyond their comprehension. He had seen the same ability within her, present but undeveloped, when he analyzed the items that she brought, so perhaps the man had mixed up the girl before him now, and the one he looked towards in the future. The merchant smiled at her imagination, as she introduced herself to the toy, and his demeanor softened. No need for formality with a doll, young one. Simply face it. For this, you must always be facing it. Almost as soon as he said that, the doll turned to its side, away from Clarabell. Did this represent the prince, you say? The young master might have high expectations for one to catch his eye. He looked at the girl, a confused look upon her face. But it did not turn away from you, so there must be hope yet. Tell me, sweet girl, if you were simply standing before him, what do you think it would take to grasp his attention?
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

All right, Mister, Sorry! ... I just never seen anything like this... Clarabell now could focus on the man itself for a short time, but she could not remember him except the slight anger and frowning. I am very thankful of your work here, and the magic and time you are spending on me... She tries to follow the turning of the doll, wanting to 'face it', as the ... merchant told her. I don't know... maybe? Because the feather? then she was thinking about what it would make to.. Well, he is a prince. So maybe he is looking for a princess? Or some rich noble girl? ... Well, I am neither of those. Does he likes intelligent women, or beatiful ones? I think I would be both to have his interest find me, and to keep him. Clarabell was nodding. Really, intelligence is not something that is easy to show off fast without a bad situation, and without compassion it just makes someone too full headed and nose in the sky. .. Not that beauty could not be like that... she was trying to come up with something that would make her stand out, and catch the prince's eyes. Cleveage! she blurbs out I mean, nice boobs shown off makes them stare. I mean, everyone, even My Prince. But I think it would also need cleanliness, as in spotless silky skin, long, clean, shiny hair, and good smell. Healthy teeth and body, and more like the smell of a clean female than the ones who smell bad, or had to use too much scent on themselves...
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

The girl was young, but she was not completely a child, either. She had begun to grow, in many ways, that made it slightly harder for him to negotiate a deal. I am sorry, young one, but once you have started to show your age, I cannot... He trailed off, as he eyed the girl. Her clothes were simple, not bulky, and they did not hide anything. In this regard, at least, she had nothing to hide. And so, the rule went, if she had nothing of a thing, then she could wager for anything of it that she liked. Ah, I speak ahead of myself. Let me explain, my girl. You have your skin, and you have your hair, you always have and you always will. Once a thing is yours, it is not mine to interfere with. The man broke off with her, to go grasp a tall wooden mirror that had been tucked in the corner. He pulled it up next to Clarabell. But the endowments you speak of are different. They will be yours, yet you do not have them now. He tilted the mirror, such that if she looked into it, she would see the reflection of the doll on the table. Yet looking at the toy directly, and through the mirror, it somehow faced away from her at both angles. You do not catch its attention now. And, sadly, you do not catch its attention in the future. But do not lose hope! Perhaps if you had more of what you desire, that would also be what he desires? The merchant reached behind the mirror, where Clarabell had been quite confident there was nothing but the back side, and pulled out a pair of tops, one quite like her own, and one more the shape of a coat, though both were quite unfitting onto her small form. He offered both to her, one held in each hand, to try on. If, in time, you filled these, would you fill his heart with yearning as well?
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

I .. I really do not know... What I do not have now, that I will have? Is there something I should have later you can provide? Or.. Or you are speaking about selling you things that I do not have now, but would have later? Clarabell was staring into the mirror, looking at herself and looking at the doll, then took the coat, as that one she could try on without removing her clothes. Her mind was working over his words, and all the things she had seen or heard about up until now. What she did not have, that she would need or want to have later? Is there more to this thing than a full woman's figure? Can't you divine what he would love to see me have? Clarabell was trying to discern if it was just outward changes he was selling, or maybe she could buy things she would never have with her background. Or at least not enough.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

He chuckled at the girl as she took the coat first, as the girl didn't seem to be wasting any time trying out the larger of the two garments. The doll before her, it didn't move. It never would, because it was in the present. But the reflection of the doll in the mirror turned its head towards Clarabell's direction, though it did not face her. Something that had happened, had stirred it a bit. Only a small nod? The merchant wondered aloud. It was certainly not a small change. It is a stubborn one you yearn for. He might need to fashion some even larger clothes, if he were to properly seal an exchange with this girl. You might need to think even bigger, in that regard, young girl. Of course I can divine what he would love to see. You brought all of his mementos in that second basket around your other arm, yes? For the first time, the man spoke sarcastically. But with the feather, I can make do. It is not much to work off of, it is not so different from a guess. But I assure you, it is a very good guess I will make for you. He scoffed at the implication that all he could do was bend Clarabell's form to a more exaggerated shape. Did you want a tail? Do you envy an elf that never has to sleep? Are you ashamed that you have both the blue scale and the yellow scale in your blood? You have not shown either aura yet, so one could be taken away to make you more pure with the other. Replaced with a more devilish or divine heritage, perhaps? He seemed to talk about attributes beyond her physical form.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

She was lost in her thoughts, while trying on the coat and turning this way and that to see how it looked on her - or more like so how it would look on her future self. She had some imagination, but never before did she thought about how she would look when she grow up. Isn't thinking bigger would mean to wear an even bigger coat made for winter? she tried to think about all the fur around her face and gloved hands, and what kind of hem it would have... Sorry, I mean, I have one more memento, but... she reached under the coat, and searched her belt for the buckle she wore. Here, I found this after his passing - and wore it from that moment... Clarabell blushed, giving the piece of - she did not knew - saddlery to the man. Then she removed the coat, laid it down on his arm, removing the top - then exchanging it for hers, even if it meant to remove her whole dress, leaving her standing there in her undies. Whic was a thin layer of dress too, but still not for the eyes of men, or outside of her room... But she found herself too warm and a little bit daring, not really caring. Isn't blue and yellow becomes green, when mixed? And no thank's, I do not want to have any parts he would not like on me! At the mentioning of devilish heritage, she shuddered, like someone walked over her grave. More like angel wings and a halo, than being always horny with a swaying tail! she never realised that her words had a slightly different meaning than the pointy devilish appendages on her head and the tail pointing backwards...
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

He shook his head to the left and to the right. Style, layers, material, they all play a role. Do not fret. The next size up would be a robe, but then it is a matter of the more exotic cloths. They might be able to predict the effects with a larger piece of clothing, but in turn it could also be something more intimate as well. He had no intention of starting of with something of that nature on her, however. For all he knew, the prince could have been delighted with even the smallest boost to her, and though excess was lucrative to him, he wanted happy partners, not ones who had been taken advantage of. He was pleased when she produced the second item, so that he might switch from a mere guess to a more accurate prediction. He took a piece of string, and wrapped around the buckle from each of its corners, and then tied it behind the back of the doll. Hardly a show of fashion, but in the mirror, the visage of the doll changed from a copy of what had been placed on the desk, so something more properly resembling a boy. It did not have his purple vestments, or the royal seal upon his ring finger, or most of the details of the real prince, but a more proper face appeared upon it, and it now shared his hairstyle as well. We are getting closer to the real thing. He said with a smile. The merchant pointed at the green bracelet the girl had. You are putting it together, now? That is not your grandmother's, or a snake's. It represents you. There were magnificent beasts in your family's heritage, though I have never seen two in one child. It almost caused him a bit of concern if those two parts of her began to oppose each other, and what havoc in might wrack upon her. Is that what you wish for, child? To hold an angel's heritage within you, instead of a dragon? Do consider your own wants, beyond the yearnings of your heart.
Thread: You can't unring a bell (Alexander and ChrisGabriel)

There are celectial dragons, or at least one, or so I heard... Clarabell tried up the smaller top, before hesitantly taking her bracelet in hands. She tried to see how it was possible that it was the same she wore that long, and still able to show her something new. Small excitement ran through her, as she tried to put the two together, to see if she would get the old one, or something new... However, I can't even imagine how could be beasts, magnificent or not, in my heritage... that is like bloodline, as in who was my grand-something-parent? Must have to be really far away, or I would be more like a half-elf or other mixed blooded human, aren't I? her heart was heavy with vorry, not knowing what the prince would say to a future wife who was not fully human... Clarabell just knew that the people usuallly feared and ridiculed what was different. .. Would not it be the same if she was their queen? So, you could make sure that I would be always look like human, even if my heritage would indicate differently? I did not want to just throw away everything my family gave me... but I would like to be able to look the best of what humans can be. Even if my powers came from a dragon, angels or the devil, there are stories that all of them could look like beatiful humans...