By Stryker_2@hotmail.com
A very rich and cruel woman, Donna found little trouble mixing her favorite passions. One was the humiliation and torture of slaves, and the other was showing off her first passion to others. She had come into a great deal of money and purchased an abandoned building in the warehouse district. Soon it was transformed into one of the most exclusive BDSM clubs in the city. Doms and Dommes came from several states away just to gain entrance to her renowned shows.
On this particular night the joint was near full to capacity. Various regulars had gathered and mingled with those from far off. All waiting in eager anticipation for the Domme of Dommes, the lovely, yet cruel Mistress Donna. She didn't disappoint them as at the appointed hour the lights dimmed in the room. A spotlight searched the stage and a puff of smoke chocked the first row, as suddenly in all her glory Mistress Donna appeared. The crowed applauded and cheered as she stood before them.
She was dressed in a slick black body suit, with sequins on the cuffs and collar. Her legs were encased in sheer black silk stockings. On her she wore six inch spiked patent leather heels. The spikes were so thin that it would take an acrobat to walk in them, yet the lovely Mistress Donna had little trouble.
After the crowd settled down the Mistress clapped her hands. Two naked female slaves came from the back, pulling a flat bed cart. On the cart was another slave girl, completely naked, on her back, and bound tightly hand and spread eagle. The slaves turned the cart around completely showing the audience the hapless state of the captive. When they stopped, her were pointed towards them.
"You two now!" commanded the Mistress. Quickly the two slaves turned their backs to the audience and stood at either upturned of the captive slave below them. Each of them then spread their legs, used their hands to spread their pussies and squatted down, inserting the toes of the tied bitch into their cunts. The wiggled and moaned as the Mistress selected a crop and whipped their backs. Turning to the audience she announced, "Sluts must pay for their pleasures." Roars of laughter came from the crowd as the two girls thanked Mistress Donna for each blow as they humped the naked girls . Soon as if on cue, both girls had earth-shattering orgasms. They flooded the girl's arches with their . As they finished, and as Mistress Donna stopped whipping them, they knelt, heads down, awaiting their next instructions. It was forth coming. "Clean your slime up bitches" Mistress Donna commanded. With quickness, both slave girls bent and licked their off the of the bound girl. They sucked lovingly and obediently at her . Each took great care to lick and lap between each toe ensuring the Mistress would be pleased with their efforts. They licked the girl's soles, slowly, lovingly as it savoring the finest wine.
Mistress Donna walked to the head of the girl, facing the audience and asked, "Does that feel good slut?" The bound one looked up into her Mistresses eyes and said, "Yes Ma'am, thank you Mistress." For her answer she received a harsh slap on her face. She cried out. This displeased Mistress Donna. "So you think my love tap is too severe for one such as you bitch?" Donna hissed. Then Donna stood upright, she called for the two whores to aide her. The quickly knelt beside her as Donna used their bowed heads to steady her. Then she raised her left above the chest of the bound girl. Her spike pointed directly above the heaving tit. Its target was to be the nipple. Lowering her spike slowly, Mistress Donna found her mark. She stuck her spiked heel deeply into the yielding nipple flesh of the slut on the table. "Agggggggghhhhhhhh," screamed the girl on the cart. "Thank you Mistress," she then said, "Thank you for the pain of your most lovely Mistress."
Donna continued the torture, pressing more firmly and deeply into the girl's nipple. The heel sunk and was soon only have visible to the crowd. Gasps and shrieks escaped them as they watched wide-eyed.
"Do you enjoy the pain bitch?" Donna demanded.
Whimpering slightly yet bearing the pain the girl said, "Yes Mistress anything to please you. Your are my life." With that Mistress Donna stepped her other spike down on the other nipple of the girl. The ear-piercing scream seemed to delight both the crowd and Mistress Donna. "Yiiiiiiiiiiiippppppppeeeeeeessssss, Aaaaaaaagggggggghhhhhhhh, Ooooooouuuuuuucccccchhhhhhh," the girl lamented followed by, "Thank you Mistress Donna for the pain of your lovely ." The crowed began to chant in unison, "Walk, walk, walk, walk." This plea did not fall on death ears. Mistress Donna, much to the bound one's relief, lifted her first spike from the crushed and now bleeding nipple below it, only to land full on her chest just below the orb. Then she brought her other to rest next to it. Grabbing the hair of the two slave girls on either side of her, Donna continued to trample and pierce the girl's chest and abdomen as she continued her torturous journey. She stopped on the slave's belly long enough to lean back on her heels. This brought such a screech from the girl, "YYYYYYYYYYYYeeeeeeeeeeeooooooooooowwwwwwww," followed by "Thank you Mistress Donna for the pain from your lovely ." To which Donna simply began to twist and rotate her heels, screwing them into the soft supple flesh beneath her. Trickles of blood escaped the white flesh as the dance continued. Those deadly spikes left hideous reminders each time they were lifted, and brought constant pain each time they landed.
Continuing downward Mistress Donna soon came upon the shaved pussy of the hapless girl beneath her. Raising her nasty, bloody spike above the girl's clit she played to the audience. "Do it, Do it, Do it," the blood hungry crowd cheered. The camera zoomed in on the pleading yet submissive eyes of the poor tortured and punished slave. They sought the mercy her mind knew was not forth coming as the crowd sealed her impending doom.
"Do it Donna, Do it Donna Do it Donna" was the last thing this girl heard as her Mistress stomped the dagger like spike into her defenseless clit. It split the hood and succumbed to the glorious pain she had come to expect from the of her Mistress. Yet the pain of it all, as usual caused her to black out with one final, "IIIIIIIIeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," escaping her lips.
Looking back and discovering that her pet had again passed out, Mistress Donna jumped off the unconscious body and landed upright on the floor. The crowd exploded in applause and roared their approval of a show well done. "My chair bitches" commanded the Mistress. The two remaining slaves ran quickly back stage and returned struggling with what appeared to be a purple velvet, gold trimmed throne, with jewels all over the back of it.
"Kneel to my guests sluts," she next commanded. The two girls assumed their positions. Kneeling facing the crowd, then heads bent as they leaned to the floor with their legs widely spread and asses pointed to their Mistress. Donna then lifted her and kicked with an archer's eye. Both blood-laden spikes found their mark, directly and deeply into the waiting assholes of her prostrate bitches. In unison they both yelped out the pain of the sharp, probing spikes, "YYYYYYYYYiiiiiippppppppeeeeeeeesssssss," and then, "Thank you Mistress Donna for the pain from you most royal ." Mistress Donna held the microphone to speak above the roaring and clapping crowd and said, "My friends, the next show is a midnight," as the curtain slowly closed.