Description
by Mason Wheeler
Damian has waited many years to take revenge on the girl who left him in a burning building, but when she is his prisoner, bound and being abused by him, the mutual arousal is undeniable.
Although she never knew the depth of her feelings, Lillirose is a natural submissive, and Damian’s dominance makes him the ideal Master for her. But he is uncertain, and determined to test her thoroughly – and painfully.
Published: 1 / 2011
No. words: 32000
Style: BDSM/Bondage – Content: Moderate – Male Dom – M/F, Moderate BDSM, Sex Slavery / Training
Lillirose had been waiting for what seemed like an eternity when the door opened and Damian walked in. He approached the bed where he proceeded to remove her corset and panties. She did not struggle as he stripped her naked. He never said a word, just looked at her with eyes that seemed to pierce through to her soul. She watched him go to the table and pick up a flogger. Her body went tense, straining at her bonds as she wondered where the first strike would be. She was now naked, and there were plenty of places for him to choose from. It was, after all, his choice, as she was his prisoner. The lashes began and she was once again at a loss as to explain her body’s reaction to the flogger. Her sex was dripping wet when he finally stopped striking her, and then he shoved his fingers roughly in her sex causing her to whimper. Not even turning his head to check on her, he continued to flog her, this time on her inner thighs and pussy. Lillirose was feeling herself nearing orgasm when he stopped. She watched him take the flogger to the table and bring back a huge vibrator. He teased her sex relentlessly as she neared her orgasm once more, and then he ripped the vibrator from her sex and stood beside the bed just looking at her. Once again he plunged the vibrator into her sex and withdrew it again, and again. Finally her cries became desperate as she craved the orgasm he denied her. Again he approached with the vibrator, but this time he allowed her the release she was seeking. Her body jerked in its bonds, and she was exhausted by the time her body calmed. Her eyes refocused on Damian as he stood there watching her body betray her at the pleasure of his hands. This man who stood before her, scarred yet strong and unyielding, now held her fate in his hands. The realisation and understanding of the pain she had caused him now flooded her mind. She began to weep, sob, and beg Damian to forgive her selfishness that has caused him to imprison her. She was feeling so ashamed of herself. “Can you ever forgive me?” she shouted.
