In the basement of the Silks Mansion, I finish binding the Russian Dom in a strict strappado position: she's bent at the waist, her arms tied tightly behind her back at the wrists and elbows, ropes wrapped above and below her big, juicy tits, with more coils of rope secured around her shoulders and upper arms, waist and throat. A few more silk bindings are tied at her thighs, above and below her knees, and ankles. Two sets of silken ropes go between her legs, running along the outer folds of her dampen pussy and up along the back to slide up between her thick asscheeks. I've secured a rope from her throat and bound it to her thighs to keep her bent over, and more ropes are wrapped from her shoulder and waist bindings, running up to the ceiling to keep her in this strappado. She's completely immobile. The finishing touches are a leather head harness that's fastened around her head and a big pink ballgag shoved into her mouth, along with a pair of heavy nipple clamps secured over her nipples. The silvery metallic clamps glisten in the low light of the basement.
I stand back and smirk at my captive, admiring my rope work. Before I brought her down here and tied her up like this, I dressed the captured slut up in a pair of white silk thigh high stockings and a lil' frilly pink mini-tutu. It must be humiliating for a gal who claimed she was going to make the Silks her slaves to be dressed like this, like a Silk. I reach down and grab her chin, making her look up at me.
"You're quite mouthy for a naughty gal who just got beat and captured. This gag is real improvement." I let your face drop an circle around ya, my tall stiletto heels clicking noisily on the basement floor. My claws raking over the bound Dom's side and back, along her hip, over her tutu before they rest on her left asscheek. "Ya think I don't know how to knock a bitch out? Hehe, oh sugah. You're quite naive. I only decided to tie you up and capture ya because it's more fun that way. However, I could knock you or any other lil' bitch out if I wanted to."
With that, I SMACK the "Dom"'s ass, the impact of my palm stinging her cheek echoes loudly. "Next time you and I face each other, I'll be sure to knock your silly ass out. For now, it's time to punish you.."
I pull the tutu back to expose your ass completely. Smiling big, I reach over and grab a pink, 24" Flogger. The grin on my face is a wicked one, and I stand behind ya, to the right, arm extended up, before I SNAP my forearm down and FLOGG your pretty, helpless ass! The sound of the flog just WHIPPING your backside is DEAFENING, and along with that succulent, vicious sound are your muffled cries that barely get past your tight, stringent gag. I flog ya again, and again, and again, just beating your ass heavily, whipping it until both your cheeks are stinging red. And then, I flog ya some more..
