The Captor
Kate jumped backwards as the ice cold water lands on her skin. The unrelenting metal binding her wrists keep her from making any meaningful distance.
She had just about forgotten. In just a deep enough slumber so she didn't have to remember her predicament. She didn't have to remember she was trapped. That she would be trapped forever.
Her knees ached from the days she spent "resting" on the concrete. Her captor, whose face she did not know, dressed in an enthralling black latex catsuit, reached her hand down to Kate's clit, softly caressing it just enough to elicit a moan.
As her lips parted, her captor forced a dildo in down her throat, duct taping it in place. The presence in her throat forced her to choke and gag for every breath she took.
"My poor pet", her captor said with a soft yet sadistic voice, "so weak and helpless. Completely at my mercy". Kate wanted to look up to meet her captors eyes, to show her rage or despair, or any kind of resistance at all, but all she could do was sink her head further.
Her captor slipped a vibrator into Kate's slit. The sadist teased her for a hours, bringing her to the edge over and over till all Kate could do was moan and whimper.
With every moan the dominatrix struck Kate with a metal tipped whip, starting at the shin, and moving further and further up the leg. Kate tried to hold back her tears to not give her captor any satisfaction, but like always she broke. Tears would stream down her face as the woman would crack a smile and the whip.
That was her life, being forcefully awoken by this strange woman who had abducted her and tortured for hours on end. Everyday. For weeks.
But today was different. Well, Kate was still tortured for hours on end. However, at the end, when Kate would usually be left alone for the night, her captor instead took her keys and unlocked Kate.
The captor's latex donned hand took Kate's chin as her arms dropped, and the captor explained, "I am giving you a choice", that same tone as always, "Leave now, the broken creature I have made you, or...", Kate noticed at this moment that her captor held in her other hand a thick metal collar.
Kate's heart spiked. It was pavlovian. Or was it? She didn't used to enjoy BDSM, but after the torture, she cannot help but get wet whenever she hears the click of her captors heels, or the crack of her whip. Would she be collared?
"Become my slave." It didn't feel like an offer. She had that tone as always, but this time stronger. It seeped into her mind. The words echoed over and over. She could try and get up and leave now. It could all be over.
She raised her head. Met her captors eyes. Between them no words were spoken, but they both understood. Kate presented her neck, and her captor collared her. She met her now mistress's eyes, and she grinned.
"Good girl", that addictive tone again. Kate smiled for the first time in forever, and accepted her life
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hi i'm jade 🥰💕
18+ only please!
About me:
💜 19 years old (she/her) from the UK
💜 subby / little / pet
💜 in an open relationship
💜 using this blog to share my photos, fantasies & explore new kinks
💜 anon, asks & DMs open
Feel free to send me whatever, tell me what you'd do with me, degr4de me, be my next bad influence pretty please ♡
Things I love:
🖤 lewd messages, links, inspo
🖤 bdsm
🖤 pet names ♡
🖤 spanks
🖤 degradation / praise
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I'm not currently interested in selling anything, doing a snap or OF, but if you have something you'd like to see I'd love to hear your ideas 🥰
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