She stuck out her small tongue and licked her lips, but stopped when she tasted the cold metal, realizing she was also gagged. The metal secured her mouth in an open and ready position. She squirmed and attempted to get out of the chains, but it was no use, they were stronger than she would ever be. All of these events aroused her and she could feel herself getting wet as she looked down at the chains and her pale skin.
It was then that he walked in the room. A large man, six-foot-four and muscular as well. He ﬁlled the doorway and closed the door behind himself, locking it. He was silent as he approached her. She squirmed, both anxious and nervous, pulling against her chains harder and whimpering. Small bits of saliva started to drip from her mouth, the ring becoming even shinier.
She moaned as a loud smack sounded in the air and the sharp pain went straight to her sex, making her even wetter. He continued to spank her and she continued to pull against the chains, the cool metal biting in to her skin. Without warning, she felt and heard a vibrator being pressed against her as he continued to spank her, the mixture of pleasure and pain intoxicating.
He smiled and watched as her ass became the glorious red color he loved. He continued to spank her and all at once it became too much and she came, making it all stop. She heard a tsk from his mouth and the vibration was gone. He pushed her back so she was laying on her back and she looked up to see him holding a cup of ice and another set of chains.
He started pulling the ice along her skin, gliding over her breasts and making her nipples perk up. When they were as hard as he knew they would get, he placed the ice in her navel and let it drip down to her sex as he clipped the chains to her hard nipples. She moaned and gasped, clenching her eyes shut as the squeezing and the cool drips mixed against her already sensitive skin. He grinned and leaned down, his hot breath against her neck and whispered;
“You’re mine. Be a good girl”
The clamps bit down on her nipples and she knew she would be sore when the morning came. His expert hand moved down to her sex and he began to rub, controlling her body. His index and ring ﬁnger spread her wet lips, exposing her even more. She squirmed and lifted her hips a little, the chains pulling her right back down where she belonged. His ﬁngers continued to work, bringing her closer and closer to the edge as he moved in circular motions on her sex. She was so wet and her whole body was singing to her, telling her what she really wanted and needed in this moment, something he wasn't quite ready to let her have.
Model: Native Hippie
The feeling was amazing and she knew it wouldn't be long now. The metal continued to bite into her skin and his expert ﬁngers continued to work. Every inch of her body was aching and screaming for this release. He knew how to push her every button and he knew how to do it well.
She was just about to release, reaching her peak so quickly. His hand worked harder and faster now. She let out a moan that almost sounded like a scream as he worked, she was almost there when, suddenly, he ripped his hand away and stepped back from where she lay.
She looked up at him and screamed, frustrated as ever. She pulled hard against the bonds hard enough to make the clamps ﬂy off her and make her whimper at the harsh bit of the metal. He smiled and crossed his arms, shaking his head.
“You know better then to come without asking, slave. This seems to be the only way you learn. The only thing that keeps you here with me is those chains. Let's try again”