The Gimp came in and smacked Mark hard across the face. Mark looked at Mistress Gem and winced. “Please stop him.”
Mistress Gem laughed. “This has only just begun.” She said with a laugh. And with that The Gimp started tying his arms and feet down to the legs of the table.
He didn’t try to struggle. He had seen the mirror out of the corner of his eyes and knew Mars was watching. He wanted to please her. He knew if this was happening it was for a reason, even if he couldn’t quite understand why and his head was spinning a little wondering what was going to happen.
Mistress Gem opened the white cabinet and to his amazement it was full top to bottom with whips and chains and other such BDSM toys. He shuddered. She walked over to him with a red horsewhip in her hands. “Now, the better of a boi you are, the faster this will go and the easier it will be. But if you start to protest and squirm and fight it will not go very well. Do you understand?”.
Mark nodded and the whip flew up quickly as she snapped it on his back. “Yes Mistress, is the proper response. Shall we try again?” She calmly stated as he jumped around from the pain as much as he could while bound tight to the table. “Yes Mistress!” He yelled. And the look of satisfaction on her face soothed his nerves a bit.
She pushed her groin into his face and he pulled back feeling something hard poking him. She lifted her skirt to reveal a big, black strap-on cock. He winced again. “Open your mouth” she said as she slapped his face, “wide”. And he immediately did as he was told. She spat on his face and slapped him again. “I don’t know your name, so I’m just going to call you Bitch boi. how does that sound?”.
“Good, thank you Mistress.” He heard himself say and wondered if the fear was helping him talk before he could even process the thoughts in his head. “Swallow it nice and long for me” she said as she forced the cock down his throat. He tried to take it, but soon he was gagging. “Look at this little bitch boi not taking my cock” she laughed. And he promptly threw up.
She got as clear as she could but some fell onto her big black boots. She held the boots up, one at a time, to his face and forced him to lick them clean. This only made him gag more, but he held it down. “Let’s try this again” she said “so I can get this in your ass”.
“No!” were the words out of his mouth before he could take then back. “Shit” he thought to himself. The Gimp stepped up and slapped his ass hard. He opened his mouth and took her cock again. He was tearing up and lube was coming from the back of his throat. “Good boi, this lube will work great in your ass. You do want me to stretch it out before The Gimp has his turn at it. Trust me.” And the look of terror in his face was unmistakable.
Mars wondered if it was too much too soon as she watched him suffering. She had not given him a safe word. He was going to have to muddle through. Fortunately Mars did have a little button she could push that turned on a little red light under the cabinet. This light when pushed told Mistress Gem to back off a little and a flashing light told her to end it. Mars was not anywhere near pressing it though.
The Gimp came up to Mark’s face while Mistress Gem made her way into his ass. He squeeled and The Gimp took the opportunity to shove his massive cock into Mark’s mouth. He immediately started to gag and The Gimp laughed. “Just wait until it’s in your ass” Mistress Gem said chuckling as well. He had had enough, but he needed to prove to Mars that he was serious. He needed to prove that he could “rise to meet the challenge” as she often said to him. He needed to prove that he hadn’t wasted all this time and made all this progress to leave it all behind and bail now.
Mistress Gem spit on his asshole and jammed her hard cock in slowly. Teasing him slightly. In a little and then out, in a little more and then out. He was surprised by her delicacy and by the pleasure this aroused in him. “How could this be?” He thought to himself.
“You’re going to get what you’ve really wanted all along you little slutty bitch boi and I’ll have you begging for more very soon.” She told him.
“Yes Mistress” he managed to say as The Gimp was now slapping his face with his massive dick instead of shoving it down his throat.
He wasn’t sure how much more of this humiliation and pain he could take, but they were all about to find out.
(To be continued……)