Training

• You like it, in fact, you're getting wet like crazy, well, you're going to be more satisfied than you expected. You wanted brutality, sex, degradation, I'm going to spoil you. Red approached her, his gaze blazing with an intensity that made her shudder.

Suzanne, still on her knees, looked up at him, her pupils dilated with a mixture of fear and desire. He grabbed her hair with a firm hand, forcing her to sit up slightly.

• Lick my feet.

Suzanne, still on her knees, looked down at her bare feet, her toes clenched in humiliation. Red, standing before her, towered over her, his gaze cold and merciless. She could feel her heart pounding, each beat resonating in her temples. Sweat beaded on her forehead, mixing her scent with the acrid odor of perspiration and bodily fluids. Her tongue, still hot from the liquids she had ingested, trembled slightly as she approached his feet. She knew what she was about to do would disgust her, but she was unable to resist.

He slapped her buttocks violently, stretching his hand out.

• Obeying without hesitation,

Suzanne leaned forward, her tongue approaching Red's feet with unparalleled submission. Every inch of skin she brushed against burned her tongue, but she persevered, consumed by shame and desire. Red, standing impassive, looked at her with a mixture of disdain and satisfaction, knowing he had broken all her barriers. His hand, still clutching her hair, **** her to stay in position, unable to move away. Every second felt like an eternity to Suzanne, but she knew she had to go all the way, give her all to this man who had conquered her body and soul.

After a while, he blindfolded her, attached a leash, and dragged her around the apartment on all fours, blindfolding her, cruelly lashing her buttocks when she didn't move fast enough. He tied her hands to the floor before shoving a huge butt plug into her anus, which began to vibrate devilishly.

• You like a little invention of mine? It'll come and go on its own, increasing the intensity so much so that you won't get used to it. Okay, stay here, I'll be right back. I have my emails to check. I think you'll feel it. It might even become **** as the mixture of pain and pleasure increases.

She heard him pull out, leaving her to be pounded by that merciless butt plug. The silence of the apartment only amplified the intense vibrations racking her body, each pulse sending waves of pleasure mixed with pain through her nerves. Suzanne, her hands still bound, writhed gently on the floor, unable to free herself or escape this delicious ****. Sweat trickled down her back, mixing her scent with the musky scent of her arousal. She could feel her heart pounding, each contraction resonating in her temples like a drum.

Suddenly, an electric shock from the plug shot into her anus, spreading throughout her body, sending intense spasms that made her tremble violently. Suzanne, still bound and blinded, felt her control slipping away, each electrical impulse amplifying the mixture of pain and pleasure consuming her. The vibrations of the plug intensified, syncopated with the shocks, creating a hellish rhythm that pushed her toward an abyss of sensations where pain and ecstasy were one. She tried to scream, but her voice was muffled by a mixture of ragged breathing and silent tears that streamed down her cheeks.

For half an hour she was tortured like this, rolling on the floor, trying to escape the pain and pleasure, but nothing worked; she realized that spikes were preventing the plug from falling out.

When Red returned, he found her still in the same place, her body trembling from the incessant vibrations. He smiled at the sight of her in this state of total submission, knowing he had pushed her limits far beyond what she could have ever imagined. He bent down behind her, his fingers gently caressing the curves of her hips, contrasting with the brutality of the plug that held her captive. Suzanne, still blinded and unable to move, felt her heart race as his raspy voice approached.

• Did you like it, darling? he asked, whispering in her ear, his warm breath sending shivers down her spine.

Susan cried at the mere touch of Red's hand, her nerves stimulated by the electricity.

• Please, please, master, I'll do anything you want, please.

Red smiled at Suzanne's tears, his expression a mixture of disdain and satisfaction. He slowly unhooked the plug, each inch removed with calculated cruelty, leaving Suzanne whimpering in pain and relief.

"Now," he continued, tying a rope around her neck, "we're going to play a new game."