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The Dark Side

Date: 10/21/2014, Categories: Fiction, Author: afroerotik, Rating: 50, Source: sexstories.com

walls. “I’m not a typical Domme,” she explained. “I’m not going to yell and scream, I’m not going to demand that you do silly things to earn my approval, I’m certainly not going to tire myself out beating you to within an inch of your life. I’m a psychological Domme. I’m going to get in your head, I’m going to break you. I told you that. So, we can stand here for your entire session if you’d like. It won’t hurt my feelings at all. As long as you’re out of here by 11:30, I’m perfectly fine with whatever you’d like. I have a regular client coming in at midnight and my relationship with them goes back to 2004 and I will NOT have you interfere with that session.” David’s ears perked up. Bryan said that he had belonged to Mistress Desire for a decade. Is that who would be coming in after him? What the hell could she possible do that would make him so devoted to her for so long? He had to stay. He had to experience what Bryan did. He wanted a bigger nut, he wanted something new and more exciting. Stripping completely naked, David stood there, bare, exposed, and vulnerable, erect in both the literal and figurative senses of the word, awaiting further instruction. Mistress Desire circled David like a lioness stalks her prey: quietly observing and calculating her attack before she went in for the kill. Desiree’ examined David like a farmer would inspect his livestock. Along with the standard BDSM paraphernalia of floggers and paddles and restraints, Desiree’ had an arsenal of ... medieval torture devices at her fingertips that she could use to inflict crippling pain on David like he was a serf who had stolen a jewel from the King’s crown if she wanted. In actuality, they weren’t from medieval times at all but the very same torture devices used on slaves in the antebellum land of Dixie. That’s one of the many reasons a session with her was so much more expensive than the other Dommes; she had an attention to detail that couldn’t compare and a knack for irony that rivaled any metallurgist’s. While she was a psychological Domme at heart, and while her techniques and practices centered on getting into a person’s mind and rewiring their thought patterns, she wasn’t oblivious to the fact that pain, coupled with the right doses of pleasure and reward, were integral components in breaking a sub. “Would you mind?” She handed him a pair of handcuffs and indicated that she would indeed like him to put them on himself. He clicked on the left and then the right one, leaving them loose enough for him to slip out of. Desiree’ smiled. She tightened both cuffs until they couldn’t be tightened any more. “Hey! That’s too tight!” David was incensed and he began bargaining. “OK, look, I get that I had them on too loose but can’t we find a happy medium?” He was struggling against the restraints, pulling at them as if that was going to make them hurt less. Desire smiled. “Yes, I can only imagine that they do hurt, quite significantly in fact. But, I can promise you that you will ...