Mia learns that pleasure can be turned to pain

As Jenna looked around her dungeon a thought popped into her mind. She glanced at her pretty **** and smiled at the look of fear on her face. "Good, she already knows to be afraid of this room," she thought to herself. Finally, her eyes settled on where she would put her misbehaving ****; Lucifer's Chair.

The chair had no seat, instead the chair's occupant would "sit" with her thighs on two narrow padded platforms leaving her ass completely exposed and ****. Two straps would keep her thighs in place and her caves would rest against two more pads secured to them by straps as well. Her hands would be placed in cuffs attached to the central support of the chair just below where the pads for the thighs of the occupant would rest. Further up the main support there was an adjustable strap that would go around the occupant just below the breasts. Finally, there was an adjustable head rest with its own adjustable strap. This strap not only kept the chair's occupant from moving their head, but also acted as a blindfold.

Once Mia was secured in the chair Jenna wheeled over a device that consisted of a large flesh colored dildo that was driven by a piston. Once it was between Mia's spread legs she adjusted the height and slowly pushed it forward until roughly a third of the dildo was in her ****'s pussy. She then turned it on and the dildo began to slowly pump in and out of Mia's pussy.

"You want to cum slut? This will teach you that I can turn your pleasure into pain if I wish and I bet that once this is over, you will never cum without my permission again," Mia said as she slowly increased the machine's speed until it was at full power and the dildo was pumping in and out of Mia at a blistering pace and before long, Mia was moaning loudly.

"Oh fuck! Oh my God!" Mia screamed as an orgasm ripped through her. It was easily the most intense orgasm she had experienced in her life and she pulled wildly at her bonds as her body convulsed its own accord. Through the fog of pleasure she was just barely aware of the sound of Jenna's laughter. Suddenly her body convulsed again as another orgasm hit her, though it was just as if not more intense than the last, this one was not pleasurable. Her pussy ached as it gripped the fake cock gliding in and out of her at an inhuman rate.

"Enjoy yourself Mia, I'll be back for you at dinner time."

"WHAT!? NO! THAT"S HOURS FROM NOW!" Mia thought her mind racing in a panic. "NO PLEASE MISTRESS!!" she screamed through her third and so far most painful orgasm.

Without a word Jenna left the dungeon, locking the door behind her even though she knew her **** wouldn't be going anywhere. She went down to the office and started the computer. Once it was up and running she opened an app that showed a security feed from the dungeon so she could watch her ****'s punishment in comfort. She smiled to herself as she opened the internet and went to a BDSM personal site she had joined the second she turned eighteen. For the last couple of months she had been in a discreet online relationship with a bi curious twenty-seven year old Assistant Bank Manage named Lauren. She smiled when she saw that Lauren was online and opened a private video chat with her. Instantly the request was accepted and a beautiful green-eyed red head with long dark red hair came into view on the screen. She was dressed professionally in a dark grey suit with a short skirt.

"Good afternoon Mistress," Lauren said quietly with a smile.

"Good afternoon slut, why so quiet?"

"I'm at work Mistress."

"Of course," Jenna laughed at herself. "Did you complete last night's task?"

"Of course Mistress," Lauren answered smiling at the screen.

"Show me."

"Mistress, please I'm at work," Lauren pleaded.

"Do it now or this is over," Jenna said sternly as she glanced at he camera feed. She had to fight back a laugh as she watched Mia suffer through another orgasm.

"May I please go to the restroom instead of showing you in my office?"

"No show me now slut." Reluctantly she lowered her phone by her skirt, lifted it up and pulled her red lace panties aside revealing her freshly clean shaven pussy. "Very nice Lauren. From now on your pussy is to be kept baby smooth."

"Yes Mistress," Lauren answered as she covered her pussy, and lowered her skirt.

"That did your husband think when he saw it?"

"Eric loved it, he wanted to fuck me."

"Did you let him?"

"Yes Mistress, and it was good!"

"I hope you used protection."

"Yes Mistress, but, Eric wants kids and..." Lauren began before being cut off by Jenna.

"I've told you before Lauren I decide when you get pregnant. If you can't accept that, this is over."

"I know Mistress."

"Good now since you were **** to show me your pussy, you need to be punished. Take your panties off and leave them in your drawer." A look of horror came to her Lauren's face. "Now slut!" Lauren let out a slight whine as she stood reached under her skirt and quickly pulled her panties down and shoved them in her drawer.

"Is there anything else Mistress?" Lauren asked sitting back down. "I don't mean to rush you but, I have a meeting soon."

"I think it's time we did this in person. What time do you get off tomorrow?"

"Five P.M. Mistress."

"Very well, I'll P.M. you an address. I want you here by seven tomorrow night. You can finally meet me in person and th other **** I've recently taken on.

"Another ****?" Lauren asked in a disappointed tone.

"Don't be disappointed slut, don't you think I deserve all the slaves I want?"

"Yes Mistress. Um what do I tell Eric?"

"I don't give a fuck what you tell your husband just tell him something. One last thing slut, your task for tonight is to go to your nearest adult store and pick yourself out a collar. I want you to present it to me when you get here."

"Yes Mistress," Lauren said just before Jenna ended the call. A few seconds later she received a private message that simply contained the address to her mistress' lake house along with instructions to be kneeling at the door with her collar in her hands and to expect to spend the entire weekend.