In the basement

Waking ours later in what looks like a dungeon you shiver from the cold looking down you see you are naked and strapped to a medieval rack. You seen see your captor who notices that you are awake. Not speaking all you hear is t5he clicking of her heels on the stone floor as she moves from your view. You hear the sound of a wheel turning then suddenly your arms and legs are pulled painfully causing you to scream out in pain as the gothic woman stretches you smiling at your pain.

"John trespassing is a crime so tell me again what you was doing here and do not lie as we both know I will find out the truth eventually," she says her demeanour never breaking emotionless.

"I thought the place was abandoned and haunted so wanted to explore it I am sorry I was not meaning to upset you," you reply the fear in your voice obvious.

turning the wheel again you hearing it cranking then you scream out you are stretched even further. She smiles at you but this time you do not sense the coldness from before.

"Hmm you are stupid but not stupid enough to lie and just for your information the house is haunted very haunted. As for upsetting me I actually missed having company. That only leaves your punishment for trespassing," pausing to fetch a tray to show you. Your eyes first notices the small razor sharp hatchet.

"I did consider just chopping bits off until you bleed out but," Pausing again to set the knife down on table you notice her other toys. A candle, a cane, absinthe and dirty cloth, cattle prod and menacing looking nipple clamps.

"It has been too long since I have had a toy. Well one I have not broken completely. So I decided I will test you and see you if can become my new plaything and maybe even more."

Moving surprisingly quickly your captor gives a long kiss as she turns the rack for a third time using the kiss to silence your screams of pain. Smiling at your now clear horniness despite the situation she adds.

"My name is Wednesday but for now you will call me Mistress."

"yes Mistress I hope my pain and suffering pleases you," You reply already getting lost in Wednesday's hypnotic yet morbid and dangerous beauty. She kisses your forehead using ice she had kept hidden in a bucket to numb your nipples before applying the clamps then turns the wheel for the fourth time. Lighting the dark red candle you cant help but feel your lack of desire to escape this vixen's clutches has made her happy slightly. Pausing from the rack Wednesday uses the candle to drip hot wax onto your belly just above your groin. Looking down you see she expertly used the wax to form the letter W.

After kissing you a lot almost if Wednesday was trying to seduce you she gives you and evil smile. Screaming bloody **** as her cattle prod is shoved against your groin and she pulls the trigger. Letting you recover Wednesday turns the wheel of the rack again a clear expert sadist.

"please Mistress no more the next turn will rip my limbs from their sockets please I beg you," you start to beg sobbing in agony.

Wednesday's evil smile grows as she turns it again getting turned on by your suffering before light heartedly informing you,

"No now the next turn will rip your limbs out of the sockets."

Shoving the rag into your mouth you taste the dried blood of her past victims Wednesday instantly starts to waterboard you with the absinthe giggling as **** struggling to swallow the **** soaking through the rag. After what felt like forever you suddenly feel a sharp pain on your legs from the cane you had forgotten about. Switching between caning your body all over and waterboarding you, you the next few hours in the worst pain you could imagine but also hornier than you have been.

Thwack

Thwack

Thwack

Thwack

Thwack

The cane hit your chest in a steady rhythm like Wednesday had been doing for hours now. As you hear her set it aside you expect another waterboarding session but instead she slowly removes the nipple clamps and removes the rag from your mouth. Smiling she tells you.

"I did not expect you to survive toy but now I am tired and know you can not handle any more for a while."

Undoing your straps Wednesday walks you to the large dog kennel. The floor lined with fur rugs and soft blankets to keep you warm. You get inside and lie down still racked with pain from head to toe. With in minutes of Mistress Wednesday locking the cage and leaving you in her dungeon you pass out into a deep sleep.