Sadistic Woman’s Happy Day
More Submissen art.
Mistress Randi woke up one morning in the cruelest mood. A sign that her day would be joyous.
When slave brought coffee, she tripped him. He fell, coffee spilled over the floor, the cup broke.
Adding her urine to the mess on the floor, Mistress Randi ordered slave to lick it up. Pouring another cup of coffee, she sat on a kitchen stool to watch slave serve as a vacuum cleaner. His degradation proved the day would go splendidly.
“You need to be nimbler. I’ll punish you later.”
Kicking him, she went to dress. She summoned slave to help her slide into thigh-high boots. Ready to go out, she grabbed slave’s ear, dragged him to the basement.
She shoved him into his cell with so much force he hit the wall, bounced and fell. She laughed and locked the door.
Slave never complains. Mistress Randi would punish him for whining. Mistress Owner’s cruel mood made him tremble. He hoped she would spend the evening at a party.
Mistress Randi met Domina Gardner for coffee.
“You seem elated today. Anything special?”
“I’m a superior woman in the prime of life. How can I not be delighted?”
“You’re horny aren’t you. You want to make a man miserable. To break his spirit.”
“What woman doesn’t? I want to take slave to a new level of suffering.”
“You have a punishment horse, don’t you?”
“Sure. It is kind of tiny.”
“Size doesn’t matter. I have a suggestion. Let’s go to the Domme Shoppe.”
In the shop Domina Gardner called to a clerk.
“Clarissa, let me see that new whip you showed me last week.”
She handed the whip to Mistress Randi.
“It looks like a good whip. But what is special about it.”
“See the little tassel on the end. It is perfect for CBT. It is excellent for every sort of corporal punishment. You don’t need to switch to something smaller to whip men’s genitals. No pauses.”
“Keep the intensity going without a break. Sure.”
“Set him on the punishment horse and use this whip. He’ll move. The horse will gouge him. Sadist too often forget the perineum. Some men fear it as much as penis whipping.”
Mistress Randi bought the whip.
She began with his back. The tassel brought louder squeals than she expected.
“Slave you are pathetic wimp.”
“It stings Mistress. Ow!”
The punishment horse’s sharp top ground against the space between his thighs. Slave grunted in pain. Mistress Randi never heard a man make a noise like that.
Excited, she lashed slave’s whole body. He started screaming so loudly she inserted a ball gag in his mouth.
Twice slave looked as if he would faint. A five minute break and energy drink revived him for more anguish.
Exhausted herself, she let slave pass out.
In bed she touched herself. A staggering orgasm followed. She snuggled up to a pillow. Supremely happy, Mistress Randi slept, occasionally waking from dreams of slave screaming.