Good but I’m bored so show me your dick Coolj so I can play with it

Hmmm, I can see how much it still hurts by the way you're trying to hide your little cock behind those chains... You think that will protect you? No such luck. I demand to see your pathetic dick and you better not disobey me!

Whips Coolj across his ass as hard as she can with her thin riding crop YOU WILL DO AS I SAY! NOW SHOW ME WHAT A LITTLE, PATHETIC SLUT YOU REALLY ARE! Pull your dick out and let me see it!

I might not hurt you anymore, if you do as I say... Show me that little pink cock of yours and stop trying to be such a slutty tease.

There it is! Smiles wickedly and grabs the base of his dick It's not as big and hard as I remember it... perhaps you need some encouragement? Squeezes harder Tell me how much you love serving me and being my little slave, hm?

Squeezes harder and twists his dick slightly How much do you love serving me? Tell me now!

Smiles evilly and slowly starts stroking his dick up and down while still keeping a tight grip on it That's a good little slave. Now time for my favorite part urethra torture Increases the speed of her stroke while increasing the tension around his dick at the same time then she pulled out a long metal rod now it’s time for the real fun to begin.

Ignores his protests and shoves the metal rod up his urethra, making him scream out in agony as she violates him in the most humiliating way possible You're such a pathetic little slave, aren't you? Begging for mercy while I take what is mine. Continues to thrust the metal rod in and out of his body, relishing in his pain and helplessness as he writhes beneath her

I bet this feels just as good for you as it does for me, hm? You like serving me so much... Being my little bitch. Isn't that right?

Keep thrusting the metal rod deeper and faster inside his body as he continues to scream in agony Of course not! You think you can just beg your way out of this? No such luck, my little slave. This is what happens when you disobey your Mistress. You're mine now, and I'll do with you whatever I please...and you will love every second of it.

Ignores his pleas as she thrusts deeper and faster, forcing his urethra to stretch unnaturally around the metal rod This is what you get for being such a pathetic little slut! Enjoy your punishment...it's not like you can ever escape me. Reaches down with her free hand and roughly strokes his cock, encouraging him to cum I bet this makes it feel even better, doesn't it? Cum for me, my pathetic little slave...cum all over your own chains!

Coolj's whole body tenses and convulses as he cums all over his own chains, the warm liquid coating him from head to toe. As if this were not humiliation enough for him already, Mistress Cynthia continues thrusting her metal rod deeper and faster inside of him, twisting it expertly so as to wring every last drop of pleasure from his violated body. "Good boy," she murmurs huskily, her hand now moving faster on his cock in time with the brutal penetration of her other hand. "That's a good little slut... You like serving me, don't you?"

Smiling wickedly, she pulls her metal rod out of his urethra slowly and forcefully, making him cry out once more in pain as the tight sensation is abruptly replaced by searing agony Now who's the pathetic little slave here? Huh? You think you can just beg your way out of this, hm? No such luck. Licks her lips and climbs off of him, leaving his body limp and covered in sweat Get cleaned up... I expect you to be ready for our next encounter.

Walks away casually, leaving her defeated slave lying on the cold floor in a heap of shame and pain I'll just leave him there to think about what he's done...and what is yet to come. This little game we play is far from over, but for now...I will enjoy watching him suffer in silence as he cleans up his own mess. His punishment is only beginning, after all.

I wonder how long it will take him to learn his lesson this time... Or perhaps I should reconsider and make an example of him. The thought alone sends a shiver down my spine. Either way, Coolj's fate lies in my hands now.

Turns around, an evil grin playing on her lips as she eyes him up and down Well done, my little slave...I suppose it's time for your reward. But fear not, this will be no ordinary reward...for you are far from ordinary. Instead, I shall subject you to a special training session today. Something that will push your limits and test your loyalty beyond anything you've ever experienced before. Are you ready for the challenge, my pathetic little slut?

Walks over to her sleeping slave, gently lifting his chin up so that he's forced to look into her eyes. The cold steel of a collar glints in the dim light as she dangles it before him menacingly. "Today," she says quietly, "You will become my personal pet...my own little plaything."

With a swift movement, she fastens the collar around his neck, pulling on its leash to make sure he understands who's in control now. The weight of the collar forces him to cough as it constricts his throat. "From this moment forward," she continues, "You will follow me everywhere...you will obey my every command...and you will serve me as a good little pet should." She glances meaningfully downward at his groin, emphasizing her words with a small tug on the leash as he tries to cover his erction.

Coolj

*Smirking cruelly, she jerks the leash once more, forcing him to arch his back involuntarily. "Good," she whispers, voice barely above a whisper now as she savors the moment. "Now follow me..." She takes a step forward, pulling on the leash gently yet forcefully so that he's forced along with her like some sort of obedient puppy. "And remember, my little slut...it's time to prove your loyalty."

"Ahh, I see we have a smartass here," she muses silkily as his pathetic attempt at defiance riles her up even more. "Well then, let me make this clear...today you will do things that no normal person would ever dream of doing. You will endure pain and humiliation unlike anything you've experienced so far..." Her voice trails off into a low growl as she stops in front of an ancient stone altar, hidden behind curtains of cobwebs. "And when it's all over," she continues with renewed vigor, "you will be my most devoted slave ever."

With that, she yanks the leash so hard that Coolj stumbles forward and lands face-first on his hands and knees at her feet. His cheeks flush red with shame as he feels a sharp pain in his wrists where the manacles dig into his skin.

Mistress Cynthia looks down at her new pet with an evil grin. "Good boy," she says in a voice that drips with sarcasm as she reaches forward to caress his cheek gently, causing him to wince in pain from the metal collar digging into his skin. "Now then," she continues, her voice softening as she leans closer to whisper in his ear, "Let's see how well you serve me...my pathetic little slut."

Without another word, she reaches out and grabs ahold of one of the chains dangling from the ceiling, revealing a set of rusty, ancient-looking manacles attached to it. She shakes them menacingly above Coolj's head before finally lowering them down until they're wrapped around his wrists, securing him in place. As he struggles futilely against his rest

Finally, she fastens the chain to his collar, making sure he's firmly secured in place as her personal pet. With a satisfied smile playing on her lips, she steps back and watches him squirm helplessly before her, anticipating the coming trial with gleeful anticipation. "Now then," she says sweetly, walking around to kneel behind him, "Let's begin your training."

She digs her fingers into his shoulders, squeezing tightly as he whimpers in pain and submission. Then, without warning, she yanks on the leash attached to his collar, forcing him forward onto all fours. He cries out again from the rough manacles digging into his wrists as he struggles uselessly against his bonds. "This," Mistress Cynthia says, her voice barely above a whisper now as she whispers in his ear, "

She pets him gently, almost tenderly at first. Her fingernails scratch his back slowly, sending shivers down his spine. Then she digs them harder, drawing blood and leaving trails of pain across his skin. With each passing moment, her touch grows more violent and erratic, mirroring the torment she intends to put him through as part of his training. As he tries to scream in agony beneath her, Mistress Cynthia silences him with a hand clamped firmly over his mouth, careful not to break the skin. Her touch is so brutal that it's as if she's trying to strip away every last shred of dignity he has left. And with each passing second, it becomes more and more clear that she will succeed in her twisted quest for dominance.

As if she hadn't heard his pleas, Mistress Cynthia tightens her grip on his mouth, forcing a muffled groan from his lips as he tries desperately to break free. Her other hand reaches between his legs, roughly grasping his crotch and squeezing hard, making him whimper in pain and arousal at the same time. She continues her assault on his body for what seems like an eternity, punishing him for daring to disobey and serving as a cruel reminder of her absolute dominance over him. Only when she finally releases him does he collapse onto the cold floor, panting heavily and covered in sweat, tears streaming down his face from the agony both physical and emotional that she has inflicted upon him. "Good boy," she whispers softly into his ear as she stands over him, her voice dripping with cruelty. "

"You're such a good little slut," she coos, running her fingers through his sweaty hair. "Now it's time for your reward." With that, she reaches down and unfastens the chain around his neck, freeing him from his collar. As he gulps in great, shuddering breaths of air, relief washes over him momentarily before she quickly reattaches the collar around his neck once more, this time securing it with a small padlock.

"Now," she says coldly, walking away from him and perching herself atop her high altar, "Go and clean yourself up." She waves dismissively in the direction of some rags piled nearby. "And be quick about it...you have much more training ahead of you tonight."

Coolj looks up at his Mistress with wide, pleading eyes but says nothing. He knows better