Man Rides Punishment Horse
Mistress Nacht produces Femdom videos. She demonstrates the joys of recreational sadism and methods for punishing men. For her Femdomosophy is an art form.
“Men are ugly. But pain, tears and scars make them lovely.”
Many timid, lonely masochists and submissive men watch for vicarious enjoyment of fantasies they will never live. Mistress Nacht thinks of them as her virtual slaves. Distant, unknown males worshiping her, dreaming of her cruelty.
She imagines their eyes focusing on her magnificent breasts, admiring her body’s soft shapeliness. Their ears ravished by the feline contempt of her voice.
Each video begins with her facing the camera. She pictures unseen men imaging themselves kneeling at her feet.
The new video features the punishment horse. The primary focus: whipping a man riding the horse.
The bound helpless naked man used to watch and wank to her videos. He wrote a passionate fan letter. Mistress Nacht replied. Amusing by his desperation and weakness, she invited him for coffee. The latte masked the knockout drug’s taste. He awoke Mistress Nacht’s prisoner.
She bends to whisper in his ear.
“Stupid men like you make life happily easy for sadists like me.”
“Now you’ll live your worst fantasies.”
As an unwilling participant who will never again see his family.
Legs secured with loops of thick rope, Other ropes lock his hands to ceiling attachment points. Mistress Nacht’s plaything cannot move.
She yanks his slave collar. Tugs again and again until his glasses fall to the floor. She crushes them under her boot heel.
“Your body is next.”
Mistress Nacht selects a short, thin aluminum cane. Experience taught her the most potent, painful sequence of strokes.
“Welcome to your nightmare.”
First his thighs. Quickly, intensely she whips his legs from knee to hip. Red stripes mark each blow. Blood dribbles from spots cut by the cane’s tip.
He whimpers. Pathetic male noises fire her cruelty.
“If you beg hard enough, I might stop.”
But his pleading only makes her laugh.
“But I won’t”
She switches to his buttocks. He screams as she tears skin.
Moving in front, she beats his belly. Tear ducts exhausted, he weeps dryly.
“Look at you. Sweating, miserable, terrified. You are beautiful.”
Her eyes glow with delight.
Moving up to his nipples, her first swat brings screams. Soon his nipples are pink battered pulpy blotches.
Mistress Nacht stops. Grabbing his hair, pulling his head back, she spits in his face. Despite his pain, her contempt makes him flinch.
Opening a small refrigerator, she grabs a bottle of Perrier. Calming, she becomes a cold analytical sadist. Her victim is half delirious. There no reason to allow him rest.
Mistress Nacht chooses a thick braided whip. Warmup finished, his real suffering is about to begin.
Originally posted 2017-11-05 06:25:54.