STANDARD DISCLAIMER: The following story contains scenes of
female domination.
Those with moral objections to such activity as well as those
under legal age should not read this story.
All the characters in this story are fictitious.
Any resemblance to persons living, dead, or undead is completely
coincidental.
The author makes no claims about any of the products, movies,
artists or children's
stories mentioned in this story, other than they exist and are a
part of our culture at large.

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I went to the park near workplace and she was already waiting for
me.
She hugged my arm and we started walking around.
She behaved like we were dating, and she was sweet to the point
of looking fond of me.
It was to make everything painful and difficult, of course,
considering she made me keep my cock tied and in fact, she
started whispering me "I hope it hurts" now and then.
On the outside, she was a sweet, adoring girl while in reality
she was making me suffer like I never did.
After a while, she pointed out a big tree with branches covering
everything inside.
She brought me there, telling me to lean to the trunk. And so we
were there, isolating from the outside. I was starting to get
tense, I got used to being her slave, by then.
I tried not to think of me that way, but it wasn't very far from
it, and in a situation like that I was expecting the worst.
She slowly reached me, putting her arms around my neck and
whispering with her lips very close to mine.

"I hope you enjoyed the sweet caring and loving Mary.. now it's
the turn of the cruel one"
"You were faking it, we know you were lke that just because it's
painful for me"
".. and you like that. You LOVE that"
"I.. do.."

She giggled and she was looking at me bold and evil. She was
toying with me, and by then, she knew how I was feeling.
I loved being treated that way. I loved being hers. Being treated
in the worst possible way by her.
I've never felt anything like that before and it was a feeling I
had with her only. But it was there, and it was strong.

"Good for you. You'll love what i'm going to do a lot more, then"
"Do.. whatever you want.."
"Stick your cock out"

That cut my breath for a few good moments. I was looking at her
panicked. We did a lot of wicked things, but it had never been
direct, so to speak.
It had always been hidden. We saw each others' orders fulfilled
only through pictures. Not to mention that were in a middle of a
park.

".. We are.. in a park.."

She unnerved looked around, trying to underline that we were
isolated from the outside. I was about to say that anyone was
able to come where we were when she looked at me coldly,
making a few steps backward.

"Do it. Now. Or I'll go away right now"

I closed my eyes, my heart was exploding and I couldn't think
think clearly. I reached for my trousers, I unzipped them and I
did it.
There was an ankward silence and I slowly opened my eyes, not
knowing how she was reacting was killing me.
She was staring at me trying not to laugh, evil, superior and
satisfied at the same time.
She slowly came back near me, slow to the point that I wanted to
scream her to do it faster, to end those moments. But I stood
there silent and unable to move.
She raised my cock with a finger, making it rest against my
stomach, and then she pressed her body against mine.
I could feel her breasts against my chest, her breath on my face,
but worst of all I felt my cock flatten between us.
The feeling of the fabric of her clothing rubbing against it
humiliated me like nothing she did before did.
She stepped backward, she took my cock placing her hand around
the laces, and she started squeezing harder and harder.
I was breathing hard, the pain was getting to my head. I looked
at her and she was enjoying it. She wasn't worried at all.
She was mimicking every moan I was making.

How did I end up like that.

Suddenly she let it go, and started laughing for a good while.

"Does it hurt?"
"Yes.."
"I hope so. I've just started. You know, looking at your face
makes me lose control. You're so helpless, you're so in a pain.
And still you like that.. you love that.
I want to hurt you like no one did before me"
"Do it.. please.."

I couldn't have said that. What has gotten in my mind? How could
I tell her something like that. She was breaking my mind.
Everything I thought and felt before meeting her wasn't there
anymore.
She didn't say a thing, but the look in her eyes was so scary
that I had chills through my spine.
She untied my cock, slowly, and she slapped it. Once. Twice. I
couldn't believe she was really doing it.

"It's painful, isn't it?"
"It is.. please.."

My voice died, I couldn't finish the sentence. It was so
humiliating and painful that I was completely speechless.

"Do you want me to stop? We won't have anything like this
anymore. No more pain. No more humiliation. You have just to say
it"

That was unexpected. My legs were shaking, I had the power to
stop it all. But deep inside I didn't want it, it was a feeling
like I've never felt before and the idea of losing it all was
making my heart stop.
I was completely broken. I didn't want to lose that feeling. I
was starting to understand how deeply I needed that.

"No.. please.. don't.. stop"
"Beg me"
"I beg you.. don't stop.. please, don't"
"You know you're begging me to be my slave, do you?"
"Yes.. I know.. I need it.. I really need it"
"Oh God.. I was just making fun of you and you say things like
these. I want to see you completely broken now. Hands behind your
back"

She said that order with a voice so cold and angry that I knew
that it was about to be excruciating, but I didn't care. I wanted
it.
I complied and closed my eyes, waiting.

"I won't give you a break. Consider yourself lucky if you are
able to go back to work after I've finished with you"

That voice. She was angry, sadistic. She was losing control and
part of me was scared but I wanted it, I wanted to let her do
whatever she desired.
She started slapping my cock again but she hit much harder than
before: she hit from one side and then the other side with the
back of her hand. Back and forth times and times again.
I quickly lost count of how many slaps she gave before she moved
by my side and started slapping from above.
I was breathing hard and I wasn't able to hold back the tears but
she wasn't caring, she continued to hit without rest. The pain
was so unbearable that my cock started to soften.

"No no no.. it's not fun enough if it stays like this"

She gripped my cock and started stimulating it. She went on for
no more than ten,fifteen seconds and after everything she did to
me it was painful. I tried to control myself, I tried to remember
that we were in a park.
But I was completely in her power. It was enough for getting it
hard again, and she stopped there.

"Ready to get slapped again! That's all you deserve anyway"
With that she started again: The first slap was enough to make my
body to bend, instinctively trying to protect itself.

"Stand still. Hands behind your back. Now."

I looked at her pleading. I was about to cry. It was unbearable.
I was crying inside but didn't want to let her see it. I was
feeling the lowest person on Earth but I didn't want to let her
down.
I complied, saying her just "Sorry".

"I don't care for your excuses. Just do what I say"
She said that between a slap and another. She was like another
person, she was getting more and more cruel and cold.
It wasn't long before I reached my limit.. no one knows how long
she went on. She seemed to notice that I wasn't able to go on and
she stopped.
I thought it was enough, but she took the laces out of her pocket
and started to tie at the base but she didn't tighten up all the
length on. She kept the laces firmly
in her hand, keeping my cock in a leash of a sort.

"On your knees"

My heart was exploding. How was she able to ask me that after all
she's done to me. But my body was going by its own, by then.
I was there, on my knees, with my cock on a leash. All of this in
a park, i could hear people talking and walking around us even
though we were concealed.

"How does it feel?" She was gloating, I saw in her eyes the
pleasure that she was feeling having me like that. A dark,
perverse pleasure. She was letting her darker side take
control.Like me.
"I never felt so hum.."
She started to pull hard, so hard that it cut my breath right
there.

"Go on.."
It was difficult for her to even say that due to the strain. She
was pulling with all the might.
She rolled up the laces around her hand and started pulling
upwards, even harder than before.
I instinctively tried to get up, but she just stopped me right
there, pushing me down with other hand.
She went on for a minute or so before letting me go with a grin.

"And now we tie it for the afternoon. I'll do it myself"

I was at my limit, I knew I wasn't able to handle it. She'd have
to listened to me if I ask her properly, I thought.

"Please.. I can't take it anymore. Let me keep it untied, at
least today"
"Granted. On one condition"

I was tired. Mentally tired. It was impossible for me to hold my
own with her. Not anymore. I nodded slowly, waiting for her
proposal.

"When we're back, you go to the bathroom. I want a video of you
making yourself cum. A video, I said. It must be fun doing that
with your cock beaten like that, isn't it?"

I was feeling more and more humiliated. I thought to reach the
bottom and then she was making me going even under over and over
again.

"Fi..fine..."

I knew I was shaking, it was all so mentally devasting that I
felt like I was about to pass out.

"Put my toy back in, then. We're going back"

My toy. She really said that. She was really letting herself go.
I did as asked, without saying a word, without even comment the
fact that she called my cock her toy.
I was really letting myself go too.

On our way back, she looked like she was returning the old self,
at least a bit.

"Pretty rough, uh?"
"It still hurts. A lot"

I smiled and she giggled. It was one of the wildest thing it
happened in my life, and it was strange and fun at the same time
speaking about it like that.

"It will get harder and harder from now on. But you like that,
don't you?"
"Harder and harder? Yes, it happens when you're around. Well, not
with all those laces at least"

She started laughing, shaking her head slightly.

"Glad to see you're still able to joke around. I wasn't cruel
enough, I suppose"
"Trust me, you were. I need to downplay all of this or I can't
manage it"

There was a bit of worry in her gaze. I knew she didn't regret
what she had done, but it was hard for her to look natural too.

"Don't worry. I like this. It's mad. Perverse. But it makes me
feel... good"
"I know how you well, you know? It's nothing I've ever felt
before. I've never had thoughts like that but it was natural at
the same time.
I'm feeling emptied, but in a positive way"
"Right.. that's exactly how I feel"

I smiled and she nodded giving me a pat on the butt.

"Get a move on then, you have a video to make"