“Well lube is a good start.” I tell her, “but I don’t have any.” I say like it’s going to ruin my plans, “there is something else I could use though.” I look at her expecting her to understand but when she doesn’t I explain it to her, “Saliva works as a lubricant.”
“You want me to…” She trails off looking at my hardening cock. “Try and enjoy this.” I laugh softly as I reach up and violently play with her nipples, pinching and pulling on them, “I know I will.” I tell her and I feel her shudder in fear at what is coming. “You filthy fucking whore.” I growl, “I’m going to teach you not to piss me off.” I tell her with a smile on my face. “You will call me Master.” I tell her harshly, “and if you want to cum you will have to beg your master.”
Again I watch as emotion war across her face, she so desperately wants to cum but she doesn’t want to beg her tormentor for anything, finally I watch as one need prevails over the other. I grip her by the ankles and drag her over to the mattress on the floor before reaching up to the chain and pulling them down so that I can use the manacles to hold her
