She stood before the mirror, surprised at the sight she beheld. He lingered behind her. He was dressed sharply in most black; silk shirt, dress pants, shiny shoes plus silk tie. Tonight was another one of her Master’s infamous parties. Tonight he’d one thing spectacular planned. She was mesmerized at the appearance of her. She was used to her bondage clothing, and also enjoyed it. She wore black always. Tonight she was dressed in gray.

He stepped closer to her, his gentle breath warming her neck. “I know appears a tad dramatic, but what are we but remarkable folks. The pet of mine, my treasure.” He kissed her bare shoulder. Chills raced through her. His arms encircled the waist of her, taking her even closer to him. She stared at the white elbow length leather gloves encasing the arms of her. The thigh high, 4 inch spiked, white leather ones on the thighs and legs of her. Even her collar was white leather. What made the sight so incredible to her, was the set of gray wings connected to the back of her by thin leather straps that looped over the shoulders of her. They’d beautiful white feathers which given to the bottom of her. The blonde locks of her, grazed the shoulders of her, creating an aura of the divine. “My angel,” he whispered. “Fallen from the heavens, into hell.” He has taken her by the hand and also lead her out from the room and down the 2 flights of stairs to the “dungeon” of his. A really big male, dressed in a small black tee shirt and black jeans stood at the bottom part of the actions. The doorstep to the dungeon was closed, though she can hear voices from within. His visitors had come, awaiting the evening’s entertainment. and also host “Martin, keep her below, until I involve her.” Silently the muscular male agreed. Her Master handed him some handcuffs and joined the get-together, to boisterous cheers.

“Arms out,” he paused to sneeringly add, “angel.” She complied and experienced the steel cuffs snap around her trembling wrists. He had taken the short chain between the cuffs in the left hand of his and forced her to the knee of her. She bowed the mind of her and then attempted to concentrate on the part she was “playing” that evening. An angel, dropped from the heavens into the depths of hell. He needed her to fight, to battle, to help it become all dramatic. It was as a play to him and she could not help but like being the star of his as he described.

Listen To Your Master

She listened carefully as her master spoke softly to the visitors of his, attempting to ascertain the mood amongst them. Suddenly he shouted, “Martin, draw out the angel.” Martin about pulled her to the feet of her and threw open the door. It was extremely dim, aside from many candles which were burning all around the space. She could not tell exactly how many had gathered, except they had been dressed in dark semiformal attire. Her master strode forth from the rear on the team which had gathered, his shirt unbuttoned to the waist, and also a devilish grin on his ideal lips. He has taken her from Martin’s attention and forced her roughly to the center of the home.

“Such a gorgeous creature which has dropped from the heavens and then end up right here in hell. Tsk tsk, you have to do something bad to wind up with us.” They laughed softly, as she glanced around. Her master got a couple of the hair style of her and pulled the head of her back quickly. “You are ours today, fallen one.” She shook her head no and pleaded for the innocence of her.

“No, please, I do not belong here,” she whimpered. The Master pushed her to the knees of her and knelt alongside her. He unlocked and removed the handcuffs from the wrists of her. She sighed and were up to him gratefully. “Thank you for the kindness of yours, sir.” He laughed and pulled the hair of her once again.

Leather Wrist Cuffs

“You is going to know absolutely no kindness from us, fallen one.” He rapidly attached black leather wrist cuffs with rings on them, while another person attached identical cuffs to the ankles of her. Next, he took chains which hung from the ceiling and also secured them with the rings on the wrist cuffs. Her arms have been pulled up and apart. She stayed on the knees of her until the chains set about receding in to the ceiling and also taking her erect. She might really feel her pussy cultivating sticky and warm with excitement.

“Please, you do not understand what you’re performing. Give off me, please. I beg of all of you.” Again, gentle laughter originated from the team. She felt her legs kicked aside from behind and attached to chains that have been on the floor. She was powerless and also then begged,” Please, please…”

“Enough of that,” snapped her Master. “There is going to be no additional pleading, unless, those that casted you out are listening.” A taller muscular male with shoulder length dark hair and also the greyest eyes, stepped up through the team holding a leather penis gag. “Open,” he commanded. “Open that cherry red mouth of yours.” She hesitated for a second, and then have her hair pulled sharply. She let out a scream, making it possible for the gag to be shoved into the mouth of her and locked behind the head of her. She moaned softly and shaking the head of her, trying her best to drive the gag out.

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