We spent a few quiet and calm days.
One would expect that she'd have been eager to keep the pressure
on, to rub salt into the wound.
Instead, it all went normal, at work and even a few evenings out
together, until she invited me to her place.
Even though we did some crazy stuff, we've never actually met at
my or her house.
I couldn't help but feel excited at the idea; part of knew that
it could have been really painful for me, but I already accepted
that and to be honest, I was hoping for it.

The day came and to my surprise, and a tip of disappointment, she
didn't have any strange behaviour during the day.
It was a perfectly quiet and calm day as the few before that.
Even the time from workplace to her house wasn't something
different than two friends talking and having fun, and after a
while she said to find a place where to leave the car.
We walked and couple of minutes and we were at her place, a block
of apartments in style with the ones around.
We took the elevator and she was still talking about a story of
her and her friends; I tried to partecipate and to be interested
while, deep inside, I was still waiting for her to do a move.
She let me in the house, and followed me closing the door behind
and as soon as she did that, it was like the day turned to night
all of sudden.

"Naked and on your knees at the center of that room. I'll join
you when i put something more comfortable on"
I was waiting for it, but it was so sudden that it hit me hard. I
was still trying to understand if she was serious or not when she
went to what had to be her bedroom without even looking at me.
I was there for that, and I couldn't do anything but do as she
asked.
I started undressing, a bit nervous: I was willing but still
insecure.
Feeling defenseless with her was a fulfilling feeling, but at the
same time it made uneasy.

There I was, naked, on my knees and waiting for her to do
whatever she wanted.
The wait was killing me, and I started having chills through my
spine trying to figure out what she was about to do to me.
Suddenly I heard the door of her room opening, and the sound of
her heels closer and closer.

"Turn around, don't look at me"
I complied, turning my back to her and as soon as I did that I
heard her enter the room.
The sound of her heels was closer and closer and I was reacting
to that; I felt a rush of discomforture noticing how that feeling
was visible building-up cock.
I soon felt her right behind me; I kept my breath while I felt
her reaching for my hands and tying them up together. I tried to
force the know without and her noticing and I found out that she
actually did a good job.
Soon after, she closed something around my neck and attached
something to it, and then finally positioned herself in front of
me.

I missed a few heartbeats the moment I saw her.
She was wearing black knee boots with a decent sized heel, her
bra and her panties only.
The sight of that nearly killed me: My head was so light that I
thought I was falling down and I could hear my heartbeats right
in my temples, how hard my heart was pounding and, worst of it,
my cock was soon all loaded up.
Everything right in front of her, with my hands tied behind the
back.
She knew that I was starting like her, to want her, and she was
making me pay for it.
I barely raised my head to look at her face, and I saw in her
eyes that she knew what I was feeling, how hard it was for me and
she started speaking with a sadistic grin.

"Rule number one: Don't dare to touch me without my permission.
Not even by mistake."
That hit the spot, evil bastard, I thought. Show me what I could
have, and then deny me that.
I nodded, unwillingly, my body full with hatred and love for her.

"Never forget that. I'll make you scream for that permission..
and the more you need it, the more I'll make it humiliating and
painful for you."
She knew how to make me feel miserable, that's for sure. My cock
was so hard by then, that it started to ache and the more I try
to hide it or make her look another way the more she seemed to
notice.

"Look at your cock.. poor Mark.. pity that it will stay
unsatisfied for God knows how.." with that said, she moved away
and only then I noticed she was holding tight a leash tied to the
collar on my neck.
The sudden push made me fall over, even flattening my cock in the
process and I was still in pain when she sighed irritated.

"It's the old collar and the old leash of my parents' dog.. they
suit you, don't you think? Now, on your knees again and follow
me"
I could feel tears in my eyes, trying to put myself on my knees
again with the hands tied like that was so humiliating that I
wanted to cry.
She went for the couch and I started follow her on my knees
trying to keep up and not to fall over.
Once there, she changed the path and I quickly realized she was
just making me go in circles around the room.
After a while, she turned and went on to pull me around walking
backwards. It was too humiliating for me even raising my face and
looking at her.
She did everything in her power to make everything unbearable for
me, obviously.
She kept looking at me every step, every moan, every fatigue face
trying to keep up with her, laughing, asking me if I was
realizing how ridicoulous I was.
I quickly lost the count of how long she kept me doing that
before she decided to stop.

"Now now.. Do you still want me after I've done that to you,
doggy?"
She had a bold look in her eyes. She knew the answer, she was so
full of herself that I wanted to tell her that I didn't, that she
didn't deserve that.
But I did, I was dying to have her. My body and my mind were
completely hers in that moment. I nodded slowly, feeling an
overwhelming humiliation for that.

"You're so cute.. if you beg me enough, I could let you kiss my
legs"
And i did. I begged like I've never done before, I was feeling
tears in the eyes how much I wanted it. I craved it.
She was just toying with me, keeping me doing it because it was
never enough. She asked me to bark, to behave like a dog, and
then kept telling me that it was still not enough.
Finally, distractedly and unheartily she told that, after all,
she would have granted me that, but I had to reach her on all
fours.
I complied, and to be honest I did it with joy. Despite the
humiliation I was able to kiss her, and I desired her so much
that I didn't want anything else in that moment.
The more a was getting closer, the more she was making steps
backwards but I didn't expect anything less and finally I was at
her feet.

"Very well.. on your knees and have your prize.. but touch me
anywhere other than the legs and you'll be punished"
I moved my lips closing to her leg, closing my eyes anticipating
her skin but at the very last moment she moved it backwards, and
after a couple of seconds she moved it again in a more fearful
way.
She kicked my hard cock with the tip of the boot so hard that I
felt my life taken away. Without knowing it I was bent on myself,
with the forehead touching the floor.
I was trying to breath, but the pain was crippling my body.

"Ooopsie.. does it hurt?"
The mockery tone of her voice drove me wild for a moment. It was
a pain like I've never felt before and she was making fun of me.
I was about to ask her to stop, to release me and let me go for
good.
She moved a few steps backwards, looking at me serious and cold
as if she knew what I was thinking.

"You want to quit? Fine.. but don't ask me something like this
till you die. Don't hope to lay a finger on me too,for that
matter"
That was what I wanted, but hearing her saying it like that made
me feel like I was about to die.
".. or i'll make you taste feelings you've never felt before. It
will be hard, painful and humiliating. And you will love it,
every second of it. You'll learn to beg me to be my slave
and..well.. don't hope to lay a finger on me nonetheless"
She smiled making that last remark, and the look of eyes warmed
my heart despite the situation I was in.

"I'll be... your.. slave.."
I could see in her eyes that those words gave her a rush of
sadism. That gaze was so inspiring that only looking at her made
me feel all the pain that she was making me experience in her
mind.
Little I knew at that time how far that oath would have taken me.

"Will you? I hope you can stay true to those words.. For the
matter at hands, I wanted to give kick you five times so you
still deserve no less that four kicks"
".. F..fine.." I didn't how to handle that, to be honest, but I
was willing to try for her. I was so much in her power that I
didn't want to let her down in any way.

I barely finished to speak that she hit my cock so hard that I
felt my lungs taken out; I resisted the first one this time,
probably because I expected that, and she followed up with a
second and a third without pause, and after that I fell on all
fours, breathing hard.

"God.. I want to break you so much now.. do you want to be my
slave? Very well.. we'll make it ten then. Ten kicks to your hard
cock that will probably never feel anything other than pain. And
we start all over.."
My body was shaking violently, every fiber of my body was telling
me to react, to run, to walk through that door and never think
about her again.
I put myself in position again, waiting for her to break me, as
she put it, and looking at me ready and willing she started
biting her lips, barely managing the sadism she had inside.

She reached me like possessed and started kicking with all the
might she had in her body.