Sonja, The Sadistic Mistress (2)

 

Sonja, The Sadistic Mistress (1)

Sonja Continues Punishing Tony

Sonja, the sadistic mistress picked the long, thin horsewhip from the table and moved to stand behind him.

• “Count them the way Jayne tried to teach you; if you make a mistake, ANY mistake, we start back at one,”

With that, she raised the whip over her head. Tony tensed up automatically, heard the swish of the movement of the whip through the air, and then his ass exploded in pain.

• “Aaaaahhhhhh!!!!” was all that was able to escape his lips.

After a pause of maybe 2-3 seconds, she raised the whip again and again threw the whip across Tony’s buttocks, causing yet another scream and nothing more.

Sonja paused and turned slightly towards his sobbing face

 

• “We’re still at zero since you haven’t counted anything.”

 

• “No, please, sorry, I couldn’t…” was his reply, all the playfulness gone out of his voice.

The sadistic mistress hit him again and Tony screamed out

• “Three!”

 

• “Wrong, start at one,” Sonja said in a stern voice and hit him again.

 

• “One!!”  escaped his lips as an anguished scream.

The sadistic mistress waited for a couple of seconds and said,

• “Good, but this is NOT how Jayne wants you to count when disciplined, we will stay at one until you say it correctly!”

Before Tony had the time to process the words he was hit again. Trying desperately to remember what Jayne might have told him, he screamed

• “One – thank you!”

“Thank You May I Have 4 More?”

• “Better, ” said Sonja, “but let me help you so we save some time: Aren’t you supposed to be asking for the remaining hits too?”

 

• “Yes, sorry, I remember now, ” is what Tony whimpered breathlessly.

 

• “Good – start at one again, and let’s get it out of the way.”

Swinging sharply, she hit his ass again…

• “One, thank you,” screamed Tony, immediately following it with “May I please have 4 more?”

 

• “Perfect,” said Sonja, a tone of satisfaction evident in her voice. She hit him again.

 

• “Two, thank you! May I please have 3 more?”

This time Tony was able to say it all without a pause despite the burning sensation that was spreading across his backside.

Another swish, another hit.

• “Three, thank you! May I have 2 more?”

 

• “WRONG!” barked Sonja. “Start at one again!”

 

• “I said it, I said it!” whimpered Tony unable to keep the tone of panic from edging into his voice.

 

• “No, you didn’t. You forgot the ‘please’. Start at one and we’ll do it until you’re PERFECT!”

Sonja’s voice was dripping with venom now filling Tony up with real fear. She hit him again, lower, in the upper thighs.

• “One! Thank you! May I PLEASE have 4 more?”

Smack!

• ” Two! Thank you! May I please have 3 more?”

Smack!

• “Three! Thank you! May I please have 2 more?”

Smack!

• “Four! Thank you! May I please have 1 more?”

Roll The Dice Again

Smack!

• “Five! Thank you!”

Walking around the whimpering and sobbing Tony, Sonja replaced the whip on the table, picked up the dice, and lifted them to his mouth again. He gently took them into his mouth and pleadingly turned his head to her. But she could not see his eyes, the fear they bore, the intensity of the futility Tony found himself in. He had no recourse but to comply as best he could muster.

• “Roll,” she ordered and he let them drop onto the table again…

 

• “Ohh, ” Sonja said, “5 and 6.

It was not really 5 and 6 but Sonya knew he could not see them so it was the truth as far as Tony was concerned.

That’s 6 hits with the leather paddle.” She picked up the paddle and moved behind him. Smack!! The sensation that the leather paddle created was VERY different from the whip but just as unpleasant.

• “One! Thank you! May I please have 5 more?”

Smack! […]

• “Two! Thank you! May I please have 4 more?”

Smack! […]

• “Three! Thank you! May I please have 3 more?”

Smack! […]

• “Four! Thank you! May I please have 2 more?”

Smack! […]

• “Five! Thank you! May I please have 1 more?”

Time For Some Anal Play

• “Six! Thank you!”

Sonja replaced the paddle on the table and looked thoughtfully for a moment. Tony was clearly in pain she thought, that was enough of that style of punishment. Time for something else. Taking all of the toys off the table she replaced them with a single inflatable butt plug.

• “See this, Tony,” she said, “but of course, you cannot see, it’s something I’m going to put inside of you, pump up, and then pull out, stretching your ass in the process. Same drill as before, the smaller number is the number of pumps, the larger number the number of times I’ll do it.”

 

• “No, please, no!!! Not my ass!! I don’t do anal play,” screamed Tony.

 

• “You do today, with Jayne’s permission, too.”

Sonja offered the dice to his mouth again but defiantly Tony turned away. With a smile, Sonja slipped the switch on and walked back to the bar for a refill while Tony’s screams filled the room. Taking her time she thought that for an investment banking tiger, Tony wasn’t very quick to learn things – that thought put a smile on her face. Then walking back, the sadistic mistress flipped the switch off and without making any references to that, she offered the dice to his mouth again. Tears were streaming down his face from behind the blindfold. Tony bent down and put his lips around the dice.

Another Form Of Humiliation

• “Roll!”

The sadistic mistress ordered and the dice dropped again.

• “3 and 4,” she noted as she moved behind him and he felt himself getting anally penetrated.

The experience wasn’t painful with the plug deflated but it was extremely humiliating. He heard the pump being inflated and felt the plug growing inside of him. 3 pumps later the sadistic mistress was ready. She started to gently tug on the rubber hose sticking out of Tony’s ass pulling the plug out.

“Aarrggggg!!!” Tony started to moan in pain.

He felt like his asshole was being ripped apart as the inflated plug was being pulled out and kept opening him up wider. The pain kept on growing and growing and he screamed louder and louder until it finally popped out. The feeling of relief that filled him was total, the echoes of the pain still burning freshly in his mind.

But he remembered…

• “One, thank you! May I please have 3 more?”

The sadistic mistress repeated the process 3 more times enjoying herself thoroughly. Tony was perfect. No backtalk, no attempts at pleading, no bratty behavior at all. She just needed one final task before being able to get back to the party upstairs. Taking a large, realistic black dildo, fully anatomically correct with balls on the sides, she placed its suction-cupped back end on the table in front of Tony’s face. The sadistic mistress removed the blindfold. She had put a small video camera on the table in front of him and bent down to look into his eyes.

Suck On Big, Black Cock

• “I’m going to videotape you kissing and licking this dildo, giving it a blowjob, deep-throating it, and moaning with pleasure the whole time. If at any point, I’m not happy with your performance, I will throw the switch on, get another drink refill, and we’ll start the video from scratch again. Understand?”

Tony looked doubtfully at the huge dildo in front of him with no desire to put his lips anywhere near it, especially on camera. Sonja, sensing the hesitation flipped the switch and walked back to the bar. Tony’s screams were getting boring at this point but they were serving the purpose. She walked back, turned the electricity off, and asked again

• “Understand?”

 

• “Yes!” came a tortured reply.

 

• “Ok, go ahead, the camera is rolling. Show me how you suck big black cock!”

Tony hesitantly brushed his lips against the material simulating a kiss on the balls. He had no desire to do more and Sonja picked up on that. Tony saw her moving swiftly towards the table with the switch on it and panicked opening his mouth wide and taking the rubber balls into his mouth.

• “Too late! I told you how this will play out!” barked Sonja and once again a tiny flick of her finger sent Tony screaming while she walked around him.

After a few seconds, she turned it off and asked

• “Ready to try again?”

Tony’s Session With The Sadistic Mistress Ends

• “Yes… ” his voice was barely audible.

 

• “Good – start.”

The next few minutes were the most humiliating experience of his life, as Tony kissed, licked, sucked, and then deep-throated a large black dildo, moaning in simulated pleasure the whole time. After a while, Sonja decided that was enough, so she turned the camera off and said

• “Ok, we’re done. I’m going to give this tape to Jayne. Now, I want you to think about this: if you try to take advantage of her unwillingness to punish you properly herself, remember: she can always ask ME to punish you again. Or, she might just release this tape on YouTube… Any questions?”

Tony was able to muster enough energy to weakly shake his head.

• “Good… It was a pleasure to meet you, Tony. I loved my time with you and I HOPE we can do this again real soon. But that’s up to you, isn’t it?”

He weakly nodded.

• “I have a few final adjustments to make and then I’m gone.”

At that, Sonya once again blindfolded him, grabbed a small dildo plug, and stuffed it in his mouth. Tony was shocked and now gagged. She secured the gag with the strap at the back of Tony’s head. Now blind and dumb, he could feel coolness being applied to his ass.

Sonya grabbed the dildo he had abused and shoved it up to his ass, securing it with duct tape. With that, Sonya proceeded to rub my rock-hard cock. She stroked it a few times which of course brought me to the edge. She grabbed my balls and squeezed and I oozed in a very unsatisfying ruined orgasm. Fuck.

• “There, that ought to keep you quiet. I’m going back upstairs. I have no idea when or IF for that matter Jayne is coming back to rescue you.” “Just hope nobody else comes in the meantime. Goodbye for now!”

With that, she walked out of the room turning off the lights and leaving Tony behind immobilized, bruised, crying, sobbing, gagged, and blindfolded thinking about how his relationship with Jayne will change.