“Well now, my submissive lover, my slave, you have been a very bad girl. I saw you flirt with those handsome young men and women at the club last night when I had to step out to attend to business. Not only were you flirting, but you failed to tell me what you had done when you had the chance.
I know your attraction to beautiful people, the lust you feel in your belly, your need to take them and fuck them. Oh, and I would have let you, had you only asked my permission. You gave yourself freely to me, knowing the rules and understanding that there would be consequences for breaking those rules. I need to teach you a lesson. No matter what, you shall follow the rules, pay a price when you do not, or I will cast you out and find a more worthy slave.”
Hmm? What would be a truly appropriate punishment I wonder? Aha! I know just the place and manner of your punishment. “Follow me!”
I grasp your leash and lead you to a door you never have entered. “There is no chance of escape and no one to hear your screams for help, should you choose to cry out.”
I blindfold you, then lead you through the door and down a set of stone steps. The air is damp and musty. As we slowly descend the staircase what little light you can sense through the blindfold becomes total darkness. Our feet echo on the rough stone floor and you hear rustling sounds. You imagine as though you are surrounded by people hiding from the light, afraid to be seen by a “normal.” Your fear spikes as you wonder if you are too be left here in this dungeon.
Hidden in the dark are strangely deformed people, the results of failed experiments in human genetics. Like it is feeding time, they gather closer and closer around you, only food is not to be their reward this time. They are eager to ravish you, the beautiful maiden. Their deformities make them hide from the light; they have been starved from ever experiencing the pleasures of a beautiful woman.
I lead you to a raised platform I know to be in the middle of the dark room and push you onto your back on the platform where your arms and legs are suddenly grasped and held in place by gnarled hands that hold you like iron shackles. Calloused fingers roam your chest, seeking out your erect nipples, rubbing and squeezing them with sandpaper-like textures that bring both pain and pleasure to you large swelling breasts.
As these hands and fingers explore your body, something latches to your nipples. At first it feels like two narrow misshapen mouths, but then suction like nothing you ever have experienced begins to increase in a pulsing, sucking sensation that makes you almost want to scream in your pain and pleasure.
As the pulsating suction continues at your nipples, you feel something between your legs that is soft and wet like a tongue, exploring your vulva and ass.
“ENOUGH,” I shout, in response to which all these strange appendages retreat, leaving you tingling. You anticipate what is next with wanton abandon tinged with fear. “What is my master planning next,” you ask when a thumping sound seems to move across the room, like the approach of a large fearsome warrior heavy with armor.
Just as the steps seem to reach the platform, giant paws tipped with sharp claws grasp your thighs and force them further apart as something hot and stiff presses against your vulva. At first it is not too large and you know you are going to be fucked, but you can take this — you have had larger men. But as it enters you it begins to swell in size until it is larger than you ever have experienced. And inside you, you feel it swell even more, forming a large knot from which there is no escape. The monster continues to push until you feel the hot head of this giant cock press against your cervix.
You feel as though you are being fisted by a very large hand and thick masculine arm. As you lay there between pain and pleasure you feel the gigantic member begin to stroke itself in and out of you, pulling back until the knot stops its withdrawal, then pushing into until you feel it bump against your cervix again.
With each long and deep stroke, this deformed giant man increases his speed, pounding you like a locomotive, then stopping, and slowly stroking you. The monster cock inside you seems to know when you are on the edge of cumming, but prevents you from reaching your climax, then quickly again bringing you to the brink.
You struggle and writhe, your body, thrusting up to meet the giant when he stops, seeking release; retreating from the assault when he pounds you hard. You lose track of all time, feeling nothing but your excitement, your pain, and your ecstasy.
Finally, the monster grunts and begins to find a constant rhythm that is perfectly synchronized with the needs of your body, which begins to spasm in contractions and you feel an orgasm unlike any you have ever experienced that lasts for what seems like eternity. You don’t know when it stops as you have lost all sense of what is around you.
I gently lift you into my arms and carry you back in the direction from which we came. We reach the door and I gently set you on the floor, hold you in my arms and brush my lips upon your cheek and lips.
“You were a very bad girl,” I say. “Will you ever be that bad again? I ask.
“YES! You scream,” to which I respond, “Good Girl!”
