Walking into the chamber, it's quiet like a library as I see Faia in her own personal hell. Bound and forced to listen to three hours of random JPOP and Miley Cyrus, I can see the sweet pouring off of her body as the vibrators keep her on the edge. Standing there and pulling some mail out and looking at the assortment of bills and advertisements claiming to make me healthier, sexier, richer and to cure my acne, yeast infections and crabs, I toss it and once again check on my special project before I turn in for the night. She seems to be straining to break the chains the bind her and her body spasms as her muscles have been tight, near orgasm for quite sometime.
A moment of weakness washes over me and I take that short few steps to her chair that could only be compared to one on the raft carrying lost souls across the river Styx. Styx does mean hate and detestation after all. But I think if I keep this up her hate will come to be associated with sex and that would never do. Reaching down and turning off the IPod she is quite aware someone is in the room. Perhaps she hopes it will be a savior, but I suspect she knows it's me, so I release the buckle on the head phone and take them off of her head.
"I'll bet you'd do anything for some relief right now." "Wouldn't you?" "I'm not a cruel mistress and if you earn an orgasm you should have one." " But that is hard to grant as you are doing nothing to earn one just sitting in that chair." "I want you to orgasm the instant after I orgasm." "Not through stimulation, but just because you've pleased your mistress." "Do you think you can do that?" "I'm willing to test you and if you pass, then you can come to bed with me and sleep in my bed and not your usual dog bed on the floor."
Boosting the intensities of the vibrators which are still working inside her. and sitting in her lap kissing her sweetly.
"I'm sure you could use a little break, but I hope you understand I'm only doing this for your own good."
Kissing her again, my hands cupping her ripe breasts and teasing her nipples.
"You must be trained better than the other submissives." "You belong to me and I'm the boss." "The leader of the pack needs to show all the trappings of office and power, you know." "A poorly trained slave would never do, so you must be the best."
Grabbing her chin and kissing her hard.
"Just think of all the fun we will have."
My other hand sneaks between my thighs touching my pantied labia and giving me a little jolt of pleasure but my hand continues down to Faia's pussy and I start to stroke her clitoris furiously. She is so close to her orgasm that she spasms hard within a few strokes.
"Hmmmm, I see you still are in need of more training." "Pity, tonight I'm feeling a little frisky." "You will spend the rest of the night in the chair with the vibrators on max and you will only get to listen to one song, which will be played in a continuous loop for the rest of the night."
Picking up the IPod and setting it.
"I know you'll love it." "It's the Waitresses, "I Know What Boys Want" on an approximate 8 hour loop."
Looking deep into her eyes.
"I really am doing this just for you."
Kissing her passionately and buckling up the head phones, I'm wondering if music has the power to kill and make a note for Darcee to bring down some Funyuns and Mountain Dew in the morning just in case. Rising off of her lap, I can see she is shaking already. Orgasm? The jarring beat of that horrid song? It's all meaningless to me as long as she is trained.
I watch her for an extended period as she doesn't know if I'm in the room yet. My finger works it's way under my G and .....................
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