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Dominate King


The chains around my arms had gotten tighter; as I hung from the ceiling in the position as if I was on a cross left arm and right as far apart from each other as they could possible go. Legs able to dangle under me but if I dared to kick them I would be greeted by a sharp pain to my back side. The dark black room only had a few candle lights as its way of letting me see but in the middle of the room the biggest light over head was shooting dead into my bare body for the dominator to see me perfectly.

My forehead began to sweat as I held my lower half with as much body strength as I could, I didn’t want to feel the cold hard metal pole again, they gave no mercy with their lashing they just kept going and going until I screamed out in agony.

As the side door opened I noticed the masked man walk in with his chest bare and oiled he only wore pants but they were unbuttoned at the top enough for me to see the Calvin Klein sign at the brim. He walked slow and menacing, I didn’t want him to approach me fast but just the sight of his walk let you know he would take his sweet time with me tonight. Letting my head fall back and my body go I felt another powerful hit on the back of my thigh sending me to the moon. I had to bit my bottom lip to stop from screaming out, over and over they swung toward me not waiting for the after sting to ward off before they brought along another strong hit.


I couldn’t say a word other then please as I faced the masked man who never took his eyes off of me while whoever was delivering pain to my back kept swinging, as I my eyes began to wail up with tears the masked man lifted his right arm and halted the hits.

“Please what”

His deep dark voice could hardly be heard in this vast room but it was still powerful and had so much pain behind it as if it was him feeling my hurt but only he enjoyed it, like he was upset the lashing had stopped.

“Please King I can’t…I just can’t”

I tried my hardest to get the words to come out of my mouth but they wouldn’t with a drop of a hand a hard slap came to my back side making me yelp out in pain, I didn’t want them to hear me cry but I couldn’t hold it in any longer. I released the tears that quickly streamed down my face onto my bare skin. The masked man watched every tear that fell as if it was foreign to him as he stepped closer the hits stopped, placing his cold hand onto my bare skin sent shivers down my spine leaving goose bumps to appear. Taking his left hand he traced a small tear trail from my neck to the top of my breast then twisted the nipple hard. I bit onto my bottom lip as he watched my facially expression intensely.

“Why don’t you scream like the others”

I never opened my mouth I wasn’t like the other girls I didn’t want this they did I was here under my will they were brought tamed and in love with him. Letting my nipple go his hand traveled further south onto my pussy, slowly he parted my lips and let his cold finger warm up to my hot juices, why was I wet from this.

Stepping closer to my face he was eye to eye with me staring into my soul as if he was looking for something, I just wasn’t sure all I knew was the intensity was killing me making me squirm. I guess the person behind me was about to swing one me again for moving but the masked guy gave them a side eye then met my gaze again. Taking his left arm he wrapped it around my soar behind and held my bare body close to his upper half the pain of his arm touching my wounds that scattered around my thighs and lower back made me hold onto my breath for dear life trying to mask out the external pain.

With his eyes never leaving my face his right hand began to move faster on my clit in a circular motion making the juice from my open hole to travel to my clit and back lubricating his finger as he continued to make O’s. I wanted to close my eyes and feel the high but his dark brown eyes behind the mask pulled me more and more into him as if I was being hypnotized. As I felt my body reaching a peak I parted my lips but let nothing come out, this drove him crazy grabbing me tighter he let his hand slip from my clit and into my pussy two fingers the middle and the ring tearing at my insides as his thumb met my swollen clit again

“Say it now”

His groan confused me it was angry but almost in a moan as if he was feeling the same pleasure I was feeling, not taking my eyes from him my chest began to beat harder up and down as I felt a small vein pop out of my forehead I was feeling more pleasure then my body could explain, his hand soon met my ass and slapped it hard that is when I screamed out at the top of my lungs

“Again do it again”

He demanded as he slapped me again and again trying to break me in

“KING…. I AM YOURS…I am yours”

That took the remainder of the breath out of me, all the energy I was holding in was now gone as I came on his fingers hard letting the liquid slide down his hands as if I was a natural water faucet.
Taking his fingers out of me he let my drained body go and stared me down

“Please don’t make it harder on yourself, speak when spoken to”

Giving the person behind me a head nod he then gave me a side glance and made his way out of the door. A slight tear came to my face as I felt oil being placed to my back. now the real punishment was to begin as the crack of the whip echoed through the room I held my bottom lip between my teeth as tight as I could while never taking my eyes off of the door hoping the masked man would come back, please come back I promise to speak up.


There are so many mistakes in this but i was in a rush
please excuse me :(

Run it!!!

Poor girl.
She is in so much pain, its crazy.
I love how shes not willing to give in,
but i hate how she is getting poorly
treated, atleast she has one person
caring for her.

Run it

As soon as the morning sun hit my back, the heat caused me to shift in my bed which sent pain through my back. I didn’t want to move them smallest thing such as me breathing caused the wounds to feel as if they were being re-opened under the silk sheets. Facing the open window, I saw nothing but trees of various greens, burnt caramel trunks which stood strong and on moving of the rush of winds. Unlike myself I was falling from the heavy flow of this home tortured and abused until I could feel the numbness turn my body paralyzed and broken.
Slowly I heard the faint sound of the golden door knob open and small quick feet rush to my bed stopping before touching me not knowing how bad the situation truly was this time.


I didn’t move toward the voice I continued to stare at the scenery my window was giving me until I felt the sheet being pulled down my back slowly. Clutching the pillow for support I winced in pain as the sharp tickle of the fabric brushed my cuts. Kyane, one of the other mistresses gasped at the sight quickly rushing to the bathroom and turning on the faucet. Once she came back I heard her splatter the water just a little and then place a towel on one of my wounds. The pillow which was once used to grab ahold of was not in between my teeth as the hot water sunk deep into my open skin

“Sonna why won’t you just speak to them… do as they say”

“I don’t belong here”

Kyane was the only one here that I talked to, I remember the first day I was brought here by my father the other mistresses cut me as an outcast and made my life here hell. In the beginning Kyane was just like them torturing me as if I hadn’t gotten enough from the pain room, but once she realized I wasn’t going to fight back she became my mouth by voice of reason.

“You are bringing this hurt upon yourself”

The first time I had moved all morning was to turn and face her, she jumped at my unpredicted movements then dipped the towel back into the now bloody water

“I never asked to be here”

“Do you even know who your masked man is”

Shaking my head slightly I rested back down on the cold bed as she continued to put pressure on my back. I had never gotten the chance to see who my dominator was because we had never gotten passed faze one of pure hurt. Most girls have moved on and were now becoming head mistresses, enjoying fine dinner dates and material things as an act of compassion from the men but not me, I was so far behind I knew eventually they would either continue to break me in or kill me.

“I understand your hurt Sonna I really do but if you continue to not let him in king will…”

Before she could finish the door was opened and Christi walked in, she was one of the head mistresses who lived up to their title as overseer. I was not going to lie I was afraid of her dearly she could feed the dominator false dreams about any of the girls and have them stuck in the pain room for nights at a time.

As Kyane took the now cold towel from my back and placed it back into the bowl she walked with it in the bathroom her head down the whole time, not wanting to make eye contact with Christi

“Did we lose our power to speak”

“Good morning baroness”

One queue Kyane and I spoke with fear in our hearts as Christi took her dark eyes off of me she faced Ky and made a slight head no toward the door. I quickly made eye contact with ky as to plead for her not to leave me but sorrowful eyes were all I got back as she quickly made pace out of my room.

“That is better”

Her heavy British accent pushing through, taking one look from my face toward my bare body I watched as her once cold glare had softened then become harsh once more

“I see we still are being difficult”

Sitting inches from me on my bed I tried to grab the cover to hide my naked body but she snatched the sheet away while grabbing my arm and making me lie flat on my stomach, I could tell she was examining my wounds but not because she cared. Taking her sharpest nail on her index finger she slid up and down my back snatching at the bumps of my wounds


“There it is I knew yo had a voice darling… look I am done playing with you honestly, I can’t tell you how many times I have asked your Dom to beat you into a bloody pulp and through you into the woods so the wildcats can make dinner of your remands”

At this point in time I was in deep tears as her fingers continued to dance across my back scratching and digging

“I will tell you what though Ms. Sonna you are a very pretty girl, I think you have far more potential than the other drags to mope around her like lost souls… so I am willing to give you another chance”

Taking he nails she dug deep one last time before snatching her hand back and placing the now bloody nail bits toward her lips tasting the red liquid then placing a devilish grin toward her face

“You have the best Dom in the whole house sweetie please stop wasting my time”

With that she made small slaps with her wet finger on my face then made her way toward the door

“Clean yourself up your bleeding on Tom Ford which is worth much more then you”

Stepping out of the door I finally broke down in deep sobs as I felt arms rush around me and cry with me

“I want to go home Ky why… why does god hate me”

“Shh shhhh”

Rocking my bloody body back and forth I heard her hum a soft tone into my ear trying to calm me down a tone I had heard before.

excuse any mistakes i am trying to finish before my company comes over :)

lol thanks guys
and nani i cant help it i have
become addicted

ohhhh im liking this, veryyy dominate...ME LIKE lol
keep it coming!
run it!!

i will be back as well

damn Ana
you start writing stories
&& cant stop lol

Oooh I'll be back to read.

I saw "Dominate" and I like that s*** lol.

This had me wincing yet kinda horny at the same time.
Who is this man and why is he so demanding?
Who is she and why wont she give into him?
Quite interesting.

Run it

Oh hell naw *takes off earrings* I don't know who this masked man thank he is but he got the wrong one sitting there treating her like a damn slave......lil b****. Lol
Run it sis