CBT Anguish from the Pharmacy
More Mejscan art.
“I should yank this out and watch you bleed.”
Mistress Bela twisted the man’s nose ring.
“This causes as much pain without the mess.”
Her riding crop smashed into his phallus. She aimed for the penis ring. The ring pulled against flesh. He screamed.
“Can you remember when you enjoyed having a penis? Now it is just an easy way for me to hurt you.”
He swayed. Were it not for the rear wrist shackles, he might have slipped from the punishment horse.
“You worthless little creature! You man! You are dawdling over your chores.”
He wanted to deny the charge. But dared not speak without permission.
“A day of suffering will teach you a lesson and entertain me.”
Mistress Bela whipped his legs and stomach.
After twisting the nipple rings, she lashed his nipples. Inflamed, they reddened.
“How sad and tired you look. It isn’t even noon.”
She squeezed his glans between her fingernails. He jumped. Tried to. His range of motion was scant.
“I think I’ll let you marinate in your pain for a couple of hours.”
Using little padlocks, she locked his four rings tightly together. Minor motion would make each spot ache.
“I’m going to Home Depot for more chains, ropes and attachment points. I love to see your writhe on the punishment horse. But I want twist and bend your body into new shapes.”
She opened a drawer. She showed him a tube. It said “Capsaicin XL5™ Highest Potency.” Ointment for joint pain. He didn’t understand.
“I have saved this for a special day. It will monopolize your attention while I’m at Home Depot.”
Mistress Bela removed the lid. The roller moved swiftly over his penis and scrotal sac.
His genitals felt as if they were roasting over a fire. He squealed and blubbered.
“Surprise! The concentrate lasts a long time. Remember most of the day is left. This is only the beginning.”
His mind absorbed by pain; he barely heard her.
Originally posted 2017-03-24 09:14:15.