Like a slut

The dildo stretched her wide, the intrusion deliberate and unrelenting. Lila’s breath caught in her throat as Celeste pushed deeper, her hands gripping the edges of the table until her knuckles turned white. The sensation was overwhelming, a mixture of pain and pleasure that made her head spin. She bit down on her lip to stifle a whimper, but a soft moan escaped anyway.

“Good girl,” Celeste murmured, her voice a low purr that sent shivers down Lila’s spine. “Take it all. You’re doing so well.”

Lila’s body trembled as the dildo filled her completely, the pressure almost too much to bear. But she didn’t dare protest. She could feel Celeste’s eyes on her, watching every reaction, every twitch of her muscles. It was as if her Mistress could see inside her, could feel the way her body was responding even as her mind struggled to process everything.

“Beautiful,” Celeste said, her voice soft but laced with a possessive edge. She ran a hand down Lila’s thigh, her touch light but deliberate. “You’re taking it so well, pet. But we’re just getting started.”

Lila’s eyes snapped open at the words, her heart racing. Just getting started? She wasn’t sure how much more she could take, but she didn’t have time to dwell on it. Celeste was already moving, her hands sliding up Lila’s body to her chest. Lila’s breath hitched as Celeste’s fingers brushed over her nipples, the touch sending a jolt of electricity through her.

“These are mine now,” Celeste said, her voice low and commanding. She held up the silver nipple clamps, the metal gleaming in the dim light. “You’re going to wear them for me, aren’t you?”

Lila swallowed hard, her pulse quickening. “Yes, Mistress Celeste,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

Celeste smiled, that slow, predatory grin that always made Lila’s stomach twist with both fear and desire. “Good girl,” she purred. She leaned down, her lips brushing against Lila’s ear as she spoke. “But remember—if you move, if you make a sound, there will be consequences.”

Lila nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. She could feel Celeste’s breath hot against her skin, could smell the faint hint of her perfume. It was intoxicating, overwhelming, and it made her head spin.

The first clamp clicked into place, the pressure sudden and intense. Lila gasped, her body jerking involuntarily. She bit down on her lip, forcing herself to stay still, to stay silent. But it was hard, so hard. The sensation was sharp, almost painful, but there was a strange pleasure in it too, a heaviness that made her skin tingle.

“Good girl,” Celeste murmured, her voice soft but laced with approval. She ran a hand down Lila’s side, her touch gentle but deliberate. “You’re taking it so well, pet. Just a little more.”

The second clamp clicked into place, and this time, Lila couldn’t stifle the soft moan that escaped her lips. The sensation was overwhelming, the pressure and the pain blending with the pleasure in a way that made her head swim. She could feel her nipples hardening under the clamps, the sensation sending waves of heat through her body.

“Beautiful,” Celeste said, her voice low and sultry. She leaned down, her lips brushing against Lila’s ear as she spoke. “You’re mine now, pet. All mine.”

Lila’s breath hitched, her body trembling as Celeste’s words washed over her. She could feel the weight of the clamps, the pressure of the dildo inside her, and it was all too much. But she didn’t dare move, didn’t dare protest. She was Celeste’s now, completely and utterly.

Celeste straightened up, her hands sliding down Lila’s body to her thighs. She spread Lila’s legs wider, her touch firm but gentle. “You’re going to stay just like this, pet,” she said, her voice low and commanding. “You’re going to take everything I give you, aren’t you?”

Lila nodded, her breath coming in short, shallow gasps. “Yes, Mistress Celeste,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“Good girl,” Celeste purred. She stepped back, her heels clicking against the floor as she moved to the side of the table. Lila could hear the sound of a drawer opening, the rustle of fabric, and then the soft click of a belt being unbuckled.

Lila’s heart raced as she realized what was coming next. She could feel the weight of Celeste’s gaze on her, could feel the anticipation building in the air. It was almost too much, the anticipation, the fear, the desire. But she didn’t dare move, didn’t dare speak.

Celeste stepped into view again, holding a leather strap in one hand. The strap was long and thick, the leather gleaming in the dim light. Lila’s stomach tightened at the sight, her pulse quickening.

“You’re going to take this, pet,” Celeste said, her voice low and commanding. “You’re going to take it well.”

Lila nodded, her breath hitching. “Yes, Mistress Celeste,” she whispered, her voice trembling.

“Good girl,” Celeste purred. She stepped closer, her hand trailing down Lila’s side in a gesture that was almost tender. “But remember—if you fail me, there will be consequences.”

Lila’s breath caught in her throat, her body trembling with a mixture of fear and anticipation. She could feel the weight of the strap, the anticipation of the pain, and it was all too much. But she didn’t dare protest. She was Celeste’s now, completely and utterly.

Celeste stepped back, her hand tightening around the strap. “Ready, pet?” she asked, her tone deceptively soft.

Lila closed her eyes, her body trembling with anticipation. “Yes, Mistress Celeste,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

The first strike came without warning, the leather landing against Lila’s thigh with a sharp crack. The pain was sudden and intense, and Lila couldn’t stifle the soft cry that escaped her lips. But she didn’t move, didn’t protest. She could feel the heat spreading through her skin, the sting of the leather, and it was all too much.

“Good girl,” Celeste murmured, her voice low and sultry. She ran a hand down Lila’s side, her touch gentle but deliberate. “You’re taking it so well, pet. Just a little more.”

The second strike landed a moment later, the leather biting into Lila’s skin with a sharp, searing pain. She gasped, her body jerking involuntarily, but she **** herself to stay still, to stay silent. The pain was overwhelming, but there was a strange pleasure in it too, a heaviness that made her skin tingle.

“Beautiful,” Celeste purred, her voice low and sultry. She stepped closer, her hand trailing down Lila’s side in a gesture that was almost tender. “You’re mine now, pet. All mine.”

Lila’s breath hitched, her body trembling as Celeste’s words washed over her. She could feel the weight of the strap, the heat of the pain, and it was all too much. But she didn’t dare move, didn’t dare protest. She was Celeste’s now, completely and utterly.

Celeste stepped back, her hand tightening around the strap. “Ready, pet?” she asked, her tone deceptively soft.

Lila closed her eyes, her body trembling with anticipation. “Yes, Mistress Celeste,” she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

The third strike came, the leather landing against Lila’s thigh with a sharp crack. The pain was sudden and intense, and Lila couldn’t stifle the soft cry that escaped her lips. But she didn’t move, didn’t protest. She could feel the heat spreading through her skin, the sting of the leather, and it was all too much.

“Good girl,” Celeste murmured, her voice low and sultry. She ran a hand down Lila’s side, her touch gentle but deliberate. “You’re taking it so well, pet. Just a little more.”

The fourth strike landed a moment later, the leather biting into Lila’s skin with a sharp, searing pain. She gasped, her body jerking involuntarily, but she **** herself to stay still, to stay silent. The pain was overwhelming, but there was a strange pleasure in it too, a heaviness that made her skin tingle.

“Beautiful,” Celeste purred, her voice low and sultry. She stepped closer, her hand trailing down Lila’s side in a gesture that was almost tender. “You’re mine now, pet. All mine.”