Give Me Pain (BDSM Fantasy) by Mollie Peckman Read Free Book Online

I can still remember when she answered my ad. I’d been posting personal ads at a local sex shop seeking a pain slut who liked to be dominated. My ads had gone unanswered for months. I was beginning to think the ad board was a joke or a way for the sex shop owners to make a quick buck, but then I received her response. I went to check my private message box at the adult store and found her name and number on an indexcard with a short message, basically consisting of her physical appearance and that she liked pain, along with BDSM.  
     
    I hesitated contacting her at first; she seemed amateur. I googled her email address and found her Facebook profile. From there, I searched through her pictures, posts, shares and friend’s list. She was about average height with a voluptuous ass. Her tits were round and perky while her legs were nice and toned. She had flawless skin and a waist to die for. I contacted her right away via email. After sending a few emails back and forth, I gave her my number and told her to text me when she was ready to meet. It didn’t take long; the pain sluts seldom hold out.  
     
    Victoria was a bit of a fashionista. When she arrived at my house, she wore a long black leather coat to cover her outfit. My eyes danced as I watched her take her coat off and have a seat on the couch. Her thigh high hooker boots accentuated her very short black mini skirt. She wore a red and black corset, which was perfectly fit for her incredible figure. I liked the fact that she wore her hair back in a sleek ponytail; it would give me something to grab onto later—maybe she wasn’t an amateur, I thought. Victoria’s makeup was perfect; her cat eyes complimented her bosom. She had curves in all the right places.  
     
    Even though she was of average height, I was surprised by how much I towered over her. A tall brute, like myself, typically prefers smaller girls; though I didn’t have a very strong preference. Her hair was a darker shade of brown than mine; complimenting my color actually. I’d thought her eyes were blue from the pictures but I could see they were the exact same color as mine; green. Her muscle tone was nothing compared to my massive arms and strong legs. She was very feminine. I liked it.  
     
    “It’s nice to meet you Victoria. I’m James,” I said as I introduced myself. Yes, we’d exchanged names and info via email but I wanted to personalize our introduction.  
     
    “Good to meet you,” she said as she smiled and held out her hand. “When would you like to begin our session?”  
     
    “Right now. Come with me,” I said as I deepened my voice, getting into full sadist mode.  
     
    Like an eager pain slut, she willingly followed. I wondered if she would ever willingly follow me again once our session tonight was over. It had been a while since I’d been able to inflict any pain on anyone; she was in for the night of her life. I led her to a spare bedroom in the back of the house that I looked to refer to as my “tool room”. There, I could torment, torture, tease and pleasure women all at the same time. I fashioned a large bondage table in the center of the room that was capable of moving to a vertical position with bondage ties on all four corners as well as the center of the table. In the corner of the room stood a standard gynecological exam table; the drawers were filled with speculums, suppositories, enema items and of course straps to hold my subjects down. In the opposite corner of the basement, sat my beloved bondage chair with various spots to tie or cuff my pain sluts to do with as I pleased.  
     
    When we got to the spare bedroom, Victoria took a good look around; as if it might be her last. I walked her over to the table in the center of the room and stood it upright in a vertical position before turning her to face the table; and then cuffed her ankles and wrists to it. Once she was secure, I began turning the table to a horizontal position; that’s when the