My slave is helplessly bound to my favorite punishment table, vulnerable to my every whim. The control I have over him is absolute, both mentally and physically, as I mount and trap him under the full weight of my perfect body. He is beneath me, exactly where he belongs. It's best he knows his place.

I give way to my sadistic desires, inflicting unfathomable pain on his prone body, as I dig my long, sharp fingernails deep into his chest. He is beside himself with agonizing pain but he dare not disappoint me by begging for mercy. He knows the consequence for such disrespect is immed...

My slave is helplessly bound to my favorite punishment table, vulnerable to my every whim. The control I have over him is absolute, both mentally and physically, as I mount and trap him under the full weight of my perfect body. He is beneath me, exactly where he belongs. It's best he knows his place.

I give way to my sadistic desires, inflicting unfathomable pain on his prone body, as I dig my long, sharp fingernails deep into his chest. He is beside himself with agonizing pain but he dare not disappoint me by begging for mercy. He knows the consequence for such disrespect is immediate dismissal from my presence forever.

The greater the emotional bond I build, the more pain I inflict on his chest and nipples. I have pushed him far beyond his normal pain tolerance, but I am not quite done with him yet. Just when he thinks it can't get any worse, I apply an excruciating pair of nipple clamps and take his pain levels through the roof.

His undying devotion to me has given him the ability to endure more pain than he ever thought possible. He feels the anguish throughout every nerve fiber in his body, but his determination to take it has grown exponentially. All in the name of pleasing me, his Goddess. It's not like he had a choice.