Punish her until she breaks. She needs to learn her new place.

Free from your restraints, you stand over the kneeling woman.

"My turn..." you say. She looks at you, wide eyes betraying deep apprehension.

You put leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles. She offers up each in turn, feigning the perfect submissive. You grab her hand, pulling her to your bed. She lays on her back. You eye her beautiful, spread body. She blushes. Refocusing, you connect each of her cuffs to a different post on the bed. You tighten each one, pulling her limbs in separate directions. The cuffs are perfect, as you have far less experience with ropes and knots. This way, you can effectively render her helpless in a just a few moments. She hesitantly tests her restraints- examining and pulling on each cuff.

"Nice job," she praises.

"Gotta make sure your secure!" you reply. "Wouldn't want my little slut going anywhere..."

She laughs audaciously at the term of endearment.

"You better hope I don't escape..." she threatens. She pulls strongly on the cuffs in a show of ****. Luckily, they don't budge.

As a reminder of her predicament, you softly caress her exposed soles. The feet are upturned, as she lays on her back.

"EEeee! No!" she jerks back in her restraints, trying to pull her feet away. Her laughter lingers several seconds after your hand retreats.

"Learn your place." you warn. She gives you a bratty glare. You will need to be strict with this one; luckily, she is even more ticklish than you.

You move a hand to hover ominously over her armpit. She twists in her restraints, trying to get away. She looks at you with a combination of fear and anger- threatening you and begging you not to at the same time.

"Beg me not to... with your words," you command.

"Fuck you!" she spits venomously.

You set to work. Her screeches with laughter and frantically struggles as you ram your fingers into her soft armpits.

"AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA" she screams. "STOP!!!!"

After awhile, you stop. She pants heavily, trying to catch her breath. You take the opportunity to grab a ball gag from the floor.

"You wouldn't dare..." she says, between gasping breaths. She closes her lips defiantly, as you place the red ball near her mouth.

You jam a finger into her side. Her mouth opens as she bursts into laughter. You stuff the gag into her mouth.

She growls angrily as you strap it behind her head. She pushes on the ball with her tongue, twisting her head back and forth. She mumbles obscenities at you.

"Mmmm mm! Mmmmm!"

"Can't handle your own medicine?" you tease. "Let me know when you are ready to play nice."

She shakes her head at you. You set back to work.

"AHHAHAHAHAH MMMM!" she laughs.

You spend a few minutes on each section of her body. She screams helplessly behind her gag as you tickle her armpits. You move down to her stomach- she bucks up and down into the mattress. You slide your hands down to her thighs- running fingers up and down the sensitive skin. She is begging for you to stop with muffled words and pleading cries. You don't stop. You move down to her feet.

You continue for quite awhile. You sprinkle in quick breaks, a few moments for her to catch her breath before you continue.

Her face- once the stoic expression of a refined dominatrix- is now a proper mess. Her hair is disheveled. Her cheeks are red with humiliation and exhaustion. Drool runs down her chin as she breathes heavily around the gag. Her eyes are pleading. You take in the rare sight- you have truly broken her.

Your eyes look between her legs. She tries desperately to close them- to hide some secret- but they are stuck spread apart. There you notice her final and worst humiliation- her wet pussy. Her face burns bright red as she realizes you have noticed.

"What a good slut you are..." you tease, reaching a hand to examine her arousal. "Your enjoying this, aren't you? Being my toy?"

She shakes her head desperately.

"Do you me to fuck you?" you ask.

She shakes her head, but her eyes say otherwise.

You run a hand between her lips, drawing fingers up and over her sensitive skin. Her body rolls with the motion, a loud moan escaping from her mouth. You have never seen her this aroused...

You set to work, with well trained mouth and hands. You tease and dominate her- bringing her to the edge over and over. She moans and squeals as you expertly manipulate her body. You are in control. She contorts and pulls at her restraints, but their is no escape from the **** pleasure.

You deny her repeatedly every time she is close to climax. She howls and begs now, mind rabid with lust. You want to make sure she is properly humiliated before allowing her release- this will be a permanent reminder that she isn't as tough as she claims.

You look into her eyes, furrowed with desperation.

"Do you want to cum?" you stroke her gently across her clit as you ask.

She nods her head vigorously.

"I want to hear you ask nicely." you pull the gag out of her mouth.

She seems to consider her words- choosing between defiance and submission- but she doesn't think long.

"Please let me cum, Mistress!" she begs.

"What are you?" you ask.

"Your little slut..."

You have won.