“oh Master please, I beg you, hear my confession and lead me to the stone cell. I promise to be your faithful slave whore if You would please stop the torture while I confess?”
“Understand, slave, I cannot deny Igor the pleasure of flogging you while you confess, but if you confess truthfully I will keep my word, and you’ll be in the stone cell in chains by morning!”
“*sob* yes, Master, this slave confesses to…”
Whirrr- crack!
The confession took hours, her new Master questioning her incessantly, all the while Igor whipping her with enthusiasm.
After a long night she was dragged in chains to her new permanent home in the cell, her back gashed and bleeding from Igor’s incessant whipping.
As He was about to leave she stammered, “p-p-please, Master, have pity on this poor slave, it begs for the pear to be removed, Sir?”
“Ungrateful wretch! It stays in place until Master is ready to rape His slave. I never promised comfort, only continued existence, the slave will learn it has chosen a life of enslaved servitude and pain. The only mercy will be suffering it to live! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
She cried hot wet tears, realising she had swapped immediate brutal harsh torture to death for slow torture to suffer for many years at the hands of a viciously cruel Master… yet strangely her sex tingled, almost as if from desire! Was she so perverted? Only time and suffering would tell!
I want one..
I like this one best!
