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Price of Betrayal 1

Date: 7/7/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, BDSM, Blowjob, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Cruelty, Fisting, Male/Female, Violence, Written by women, Author: gl0771, Rating: 92.7, Source: sexstories.com

ears. By the time I dropped the cane, she was hanging limply in the restraints, whimpering softly, and I left the dungeon to get a drink. As I added ice cubes to a lowball and poured the bourbon, I thought about what I was doing. I had beaten her before for her disobedience, but never to this extent. The only other time I had gone to this extreme was when a girl had stolen from me and ran. When I found her in that grimy warehouse, doped up on who knows what, I had strung her up and beaten her viciously, but I had a feeling I might go even further tonight. Theft was one thing, infidelity another. I drained the glass and poured another two fingers before returning to the dungeon. She was looking at me with terror blanketing her face, and it sent shivers of pleasure through my body. I stalked toward her, sipping the whiskey as I moved. When I was behind her, I finished the drink and stepped close to her, wrapping one arm around her and pressing myself against the welts, causing her to cry out. "Tell me again why you are here," I snarled. "I...I was unfaithful to you, Ma..." "I am not your Master! Do not call me that!" I grabbed her ponytail and pulled her head back as I dropped my voice. "Did you fuck him today? Hmm? Did he fuck you like I do? Did he give you what you needed? No, he must not have because you were here waiting for me to give you more, weren't you? Insatiable little bitch, aren't you? How many times did you fuck him while I was working to pay for your clothes, ... this house, your food?" I paused, and she said nothing. "Tell me!" I screamed, yanking her head back further. "Please, Sir," she whimpered, "let me go. I'll leave, and you'll never hear from me again, I promise." "Tell me how many times, and I'll think about it." My hand tightened in her hair. "Twice, Sir," she whispered, and white-hot fury flowed through me. If she had said they hadn't fucked, I probably would have been done, but the thought of another man's dick in her was more than I could handle. "How long?" I hissed. "Four months, Sir." Her voice was barely audible. "Do you realize how fucked up this is?" I said, my tone suddenly deathly calm. "Yes, Sir." "Why didn't you just tell me and call this off?" "Because he won't do the things you do, Sir, and I need it. But I love him." "Well," I said, releasing her hair, "you're going to fucking get what you need from me tonight, and then you can go love him as much as you fucking want." "No, Sir! Please, stop!" "I think not. Not only did you fuck another man while pledged to be mine, you used me to feed you and clothe you and house you while you did it. I'm not sure which pisses me off more." I stood in front of her with the bullwhip, and held it up in front of her face. "Oh, yes I do. It was you fucking him, that's right." I stepped back and snapped the whip in the air. She mumbled protestations, but I ignored her completely. I had a lot of practice with the whip, and I had gotten to the point where I could place the tip ...