Bondage story - The Phantom of the Roxy - 13

Suddenly, with great reluctance, the Whisperer disentangled her legs from his waist and stepped away from her, leaving her hanging from her chains, trying to get her feet under her once more. Once she had found the foor, he stepped in close again, his cock brushing against her stomach and ribs, his hands reaching behind her head. He unbuckled the gag and removed it from her mouth, tossing it aside. Then he released her wrists from the chains that held her. She was free and ungagged at last!

“Now,” he whispered, “you will submit to me! On your knees!”

Jessica dropped to her knees without a second thought. All will to resist was gone, and she no longer cared that he had kidnapped her and tortured her against her will. Her dark desires had been released, and she wanted nothing but to submit to her tormentor. When she gazed up at him with wide, wet, pleading eyes, her soul was laid bare. Her complete and utter submission was there to see.

But it wasn’t enough for him. “Say it,” he hissed. “Please…” she moaned. “Say it!”

“Please, I… I…” her voice failed her suddenly. She knew what he wanted her to say, and she wanted to say it, but it just wouldn’t come out of her mouth!

The Whisperer knelt suddenly, taking her sore, swollen nipples between his fngers. Glaring at her with hot, ferce eyes, he clamped down on the tortured pink fesh, crushing her nipples in a grip like a vise.

“Aaaaaghhh!” she screamed, tears once more flling her eyes.

“Say it!” he hissed, maintaining the pressure. “Ahhhh… Oh God, please, don’t...” she sobbed.

He squeezed even harder. “Yaaaaaaahhh!” she cried. “Noooooo!” Still crushing the tender pink fesh cruelly, he began to slowly rotate his wrists, twisting the nipples and escalating the agony beyond bearing. “Heeeeeyaaaaaahhhhh...” she screamed, her whole body shuddering. “All right!” she squealed fnally. “All right! I…” she gulped and sobbed, trying desperately to make herself say it. I… I submit…” she whimpered fnally.

But he was not satisfed. “You will call me Master, and you will beg me for what you want!” he hissed, holding her gaze with his burning black eyes.

“P-please, Master,” she pleaded, sobbing hysterically, “please, I n-need you… Take me, I beg you!” Despite the diffculty she had saying it, her plea rang with sincerity.

The whisperer released her anguished nipples and rose to his feet, his immense cock bobbing just in front of Jessica’s face. “Take it in your mouth frst,” he whispered.

Jessica hesitated for a long moment, staring at the massive organ. Then, fnally, she licked her lips and opened her tiny mouth as wide as she could, leaning gingerly forward and taking the massive knob inside. She could barely get her jaws open wide enough to accept the thing. Just the head of it flled her mouth completely! She sucked it urgently, sliding her tongue over its surface. Now that she had the thing inside her mouth, she wanted more than anything to please it. Nagging doubts and fears tried to distract her as she pleasured the gargantuan cock, but she pushed them aside, driven by the force of her desire. She laved the monster with her tongue, sucking for all she was worth, hoping to please her mysterious master so he would give her what she needed.