Master Rahadin, Tag: Bad Kitty
"I got to admit, I love the expression in your eyes right now.. lost between lust and pain... just the perfect mindset for some learning!" He laughed with a harsh, but almost fatherly laugh, giving Ylria's bottom a firm squeezing with his still electrically tingling hand. He could tell by her helplessly horny expression she was ripe for his taking... literally and figuratively.
When he heard the cat-slaves request he chuckled, and laughed once more.. before re-applying the gag.. seemingly just because he could, as Ylria was clearly not in a state to scream -for help-.
"Well there, little kitty.. seems that what you lack in creativity, you make up for in enthusiasm. Don't fret about breaking so quickly little slave... we'll have time to work on you a lot later. Just accepting your place is only the first step..." He chuckled, before aligning his shaft and noting:
"But I talk too much, fuck little slave-pussy too little, don't you agree? Of course you do." He nodded, slightly moaning out as he thrust the head of his throbbing cock into her warm, wet, puffy folds....
Only to withdraw again, his cock rock hard, throbbing with her wetness glistening ontop of it now
"Hmnn.. very nice..but you said it yourself. First I got to punish and mark you. Your flesh is willing, but your spirit is weak. I better make sure you remember whom this pussy belongs to, without doubt.." And with that, he lifted his hand over her pelvis, demanding:
"HOLD STILL! If you want the cock, slave-kitty." And there was a crackling of lightning, a twirling of pain marking Ylria below her belly button, electricity marking her very skin with letters.. of course, if she writhed or struggled, Rahadin stopped, only to give her a spanking and soothingly whisper:
"Hold still slave. Let yourself be marked by master as you deserve it." Before drawing his finger on and along, slowly etching the letters:
R A H A D I N' S
P R O P E R T Y
Into the surface of her skin in dark lines with his pulsing lightning. Clearly marked, just above her mons, Rahadin left his seal and label right above her wom.
Then, and only then, when the poor kitty had been tortured into accepting all of his letters, all of his claim, did masters by then painfully hard looking shaft plunge all the way into her.
"Ohmnm.. that's a good kitty.. needy and tight. ... I can't wait to train and fuck discipline into all into that needy flesh of yours!" He growled, thrusting deeper into the feline, reaching down and pull-tearing away the gag, only to silence her with a hot kiss, before gripping at her bindings, tearing those away as well and lifting her up, one arm under her bottom, pulling her up and hugging her up against him.. only to even deeper impale her upon his dark spear, hot precum tingling her insides as he lifted his hand, steadying her with one arm..
And giving her bottom another good slap.
"Good kitty. Pain. Pleasure. We need to teach your flesh to embrace whatever master gives it.. pain.. pleasure. what really matters is belonging to master. Understood? Do you think you are ready and DESERVE my seed to fill you nnh.. now?" He growled out, hands either keeping Ylria pulled up to himselfs as his shaft claimed her insides so very deeply, or teaching her body another guiding lesson in obediance with another tingling slap, demanding she melt away in her masters arms to leave behind only yielding slave-flesh for him to mold as he desired.