The room smelled of leather, perfume, and surrender.
Soft candlelight flickered against the deep crimson walls, casting shadows across the sleek black furniture. A throne-like chair stood in the center of the room, the high back lined with silver studs, the arms wide enough to claim anyone who knelt before it.
And she was kneeling. Evelyn.
Her knees pressed into the cool hardwood floor, her body perfectly still, except for the subtle tremor in her fingers. She kept them folded in her lap, the way she had been trained.
But her eyes…
They betrayed her.
Wide, uncertain, rebellious.
From above, Vivienne smirked.
Tall, poised, effortlessly dominant, she circled Evelyn like a predator considering its prey. Dressed in a sleek black corset and thigh-high leather boots, she was elegance and cruelty woven into one.
“Nervous, darling?”
She stopped behind her, fingers gliding through Evelyn’s soft, auburn hair, gripping, twisting, pulling.
A small gasp.
Vivienne leaned down, her lips just at the edge of her ear. “You should be.”
Evelyn shuddered.
Her Mistress’ fingers trailed lower, following the delicate line of her throat, down the trembling curve of her collarbone. The anticipation burned, igniting something deep in her core.
And then, Vivienne’s fingers tightened around her jaw.
Firm. Unyielding.
“Open.”
Evelyn obeyed.
Vivienne’s thumb brushed against her parted lips, teasing, pressing lightly against her tongue. A taste of control before it was fully taken.
And then, from behind, she produced the gag.
Black leather. A perfect sphere. The final word.
Evelyn’s breath hitched.
Vivienne smiled. “No more arguments, my pet. Tonight, you speak only in moans.”
The gag pressed against her lips.
She hesitated. Just for a second.
A mistake.
Vivienne’s fingers clenched at her chin, tilting her head back, forcing her to meet the gaze of a woman who did not tolerate hesitation.
“Open wider.”
With a swift, practiced movement, Vivienne slid the leather sphere into Evelyn’s mouth, stretching her lips around the cold, unforgiving gag.
The buckle clicked into place at the back of her head, a harsh sound echoing through the dimly lit chamber.
The pressure on her tongue and teeth sent a jolt of arousal through her body, and she felt the heat pool between her thighs.
Her eyes watered slightly from the intrusion, but she knew better than to protest.
She was here to serve, to submit to the whims of the woman who owned her.
The gag muffled her moan as Vivienne’s hand traveled down to the neckline of her lingerie, deftly unhooking the clasp to expose her firm, round breasts.
The cool air brushed against her sensitive nipples, already hard with desire.
Her Mistress’ touch was feather-light, sending waves of pleasure through her as she traced the swollen flesh before giving each a firm pinch, eliciting a muffled cry from the depths of her throat.
The pain was delicious, a reminder of her place in this dance of power and passion.
The Zapper, a sleek and menacing device, hung from Vivienne’s leather-gloved hand as she stepped back to appreciate her handiwork.
The anticipation in the room grew thicker than the scent of their desire. Evelyn’s eyes widened with a mix of fear and excitement, watching the leather-covered handle with the gleaming metal tip.
She knew what was coming. Her Mistress loved to play with the element of surprise, and the Zapper was one of her favorite toys for that very reason.
Vivienne’s smirk grew more pronounced as she raised the device, the button poised at her thumb.
“Ready for your first lesson?” she asked rhetorically.
Evelyn nodded, her breaths shallow and quick through her nose.
With a sadistic flourish, Vivienne pressed the button and brought the tip down to lightly graze the tender skin of Evelyn’s right nipple.
The room was filled with the sharp crack of electricity, and Evelyn’s body jolted. Her eyes rolled back in her head, and a muffled scream vibrated against the leather in her mouth.
The pain was a bolt of lightning, searing and brief, leaving behind a tingling aftershock that danced across her sensitive flesh. Her body arched, breasts jutting out, begging for more.
Vivienne stepped around the chair, her heels echoing like a slow, deliberate drumbeat. She placed the tip of the Zapper against the left side of Evelyn’s neck, the electric arc playing across her skin like a lover’s caress. Evelyn’s eyes snapped open, and she watched as Vivienne’s finger hovered over the button again, a silent question in the air.
Evelyn nodded, her body quivering with anticipation.
The button was pushed, and the Zapper sprang to life. The shock shot down her spine, pooling in her core, setting every nerve alight.
Her pussy grew slicker, and she could feel her clit pulse in time with her racing heart. The dance of power and pain had begun.
With a wicked smile, Vivienne set the Zapper aside, the electric charge still crackling in the air. Her eyes never leaving Evelyn’s, she slowly lowered her hand to the soaking wet apex of her thighs.
The fabric of Evelyn’s lacy thong was already drenched, the scent of her arousal filling the room like a potent aphrodisiac. Without ceremony, Vivienne hooked her fingers under the damp fabric and pulled it aside, revealing the glistening pinkness beneath.
The first digit of her gloved hand slid into Evelyn’s welcoming folds, the slickness of her arousal making it easy. Evelyn’s hips rocked back slightly, seeking more, silently begging for the delicious invasion. Her Mistress’s fingertips grazed her clit, sending another wave of pleasure crashing through her, making her whine into the gag.
Vivienne added a second finger, stretching the tight, velvety warmth of her pussy. The sound of her wetness filled the air, a symphony of need and desire. Her thumb began to rub slow circles around her clit, the pressure building with each pass. Evelyn’s breaths grew more ragged, her eyes glazed over with passion.
And then, the shocks began anew.
Vivienne touched the tip of the Zapper to her clit, the electricity mingling with the friction of her fingertips. The combination was exquisite, a symphony of pleasure and pain that made Evelyn’s entire body spasm. The world narrowed to this moment, to the sensation of being so utterly and completely dominated, so fully claimed by another.
Her Mistress’s pace grew quicker, the shocks coming in staccato bursts that sent her spiraling towards the edge of ecstasy. Each pulse of electricity was a declaration of ownership, a brand burned into her very soul.
Her pussy clenched around Vivienne’s fingers, desperate for release, as the woman above her continued her merciless ministrations. The air was thick with the scent of sex, the candles casting a flickering, erotic glow over the scene.
And all the while, the only sound in the room was the muffled cries of pleasure from the gagged mouth of the woman kneeling before her throne.
Feeling the intensity build with each electric kiss to her clit, Evelyn’s body was a coiled spring of passion, desperately seeking the release that was so tantalizingly close.
Her eyes, filled with a mix of agony and ecstasy, pleaded silently for more, for the final push that would send her over the edge. And as if reading her thoughts, Vivienne curled her fingers deeper inside her, the vibrations from the Zapper syncing perfectly with the rhythm of her thrusts.
Evelyn’s climax hit her like a tidal wave, her body bucking against the chair, her cries muffled by the leather gag.
Her pussy convulsed around Vivienne’s fingers, juices spilling out and down her thighs, a testament to the power of the device.
The Zapper, a tool of pleasure and pain, had once again proven its worth in the hands of a skilled Domme.
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