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Mistress Brandi
by Ash (address withheld)

***

Ash is taken into a world of bondage by his Mistress. 
(Fdom/M, reluc, bd, anal, tor)

***

Ash woke up to a bright light, and an empty room. He 
didn't remember how he had gotten here, but he knew 
that it had something to do with the group that had 
taken him. It had all happened so fast, but he knew 
that something was wrong. He was restrained, his arms 
bound tightly behind him. His feet were chained to the 
bed, obviously he wasn't meant to leave, at least not 
on his own.

He continued struggling for a few more minuets before 
he collapsed onto the bed. "I'm stuck here." he 
thought. His head whipped around as he heard footsteps 
outside the door. He began to struggle anew, but his 
bonds held firm. For the first time her realized that 
he had nothing on but a pair of cotton boxers. A key 
turned in the lock and the door swung open. Ash's mouth 
dropped open at what he saw. 

Standing in the doorway was a woman. She was about 5'7, 
with striking red hair and brilliant blue eyes. Her tan 
skin was covered very skimpily by a leather corset and 
matching bottom. She wore knee high lace-up boots, and 
her hands were covered by long gloves that ended at her 
elbows. Her arms were crossed and she held a riding 
crop in her hand, gently twitching it back and forth. 
She stared down at him, her cold eyes seemed to shimmer 
like two pieces of frigid blue ice. "Hmph," she said, 
walking over to him.

She walked over to him and looked down upon her new 
slave. Ash's blushed and tried to look away, his boxers 
already forming into a small tent just from the sight 
of her. She lowered the crop to his cheek and turned 
his face towards hers. "My name is Mistress Brandi," 
she said. "You will address me as 'mistress.' Any thing 
you say to me will have mistress somewhere in it. Is 
that understood." 

"Yes mistress." Ash replied. She nodded and moved the 
crop down to my boxers. She gently prodded my cock 
through the material with the end of the crop. "It 
appears as though you find my appearance enjoyable." 
Ash could only swallow hard and nod. "Good, then you 
shall enjoy the rest of what's to come."

Reaching into her corset, Mistress Brandi removed a 
small key and unlocked Ash's legs. "Stand up." She 
commanded him. Ash immediately complied, rising up onto 
his legs, wobbling a bit. Moving behind him, Brandi 
prodded him forward with her crop. Ash walked ahead of 
her, being guided by the pressure of the crop in the 
small of his back. 

They walked through the hallway and it opened up into a 
larger room. Ash noticed many different tables, holding 
devices, and objects spread around the room. Instead of 
being led to one of those, Brandi moved him to the 
middle of the room. Ordering him to spread his legs, 
she locked him into two foot cuffs set into the floor. 
She undid the bindings on his hands and moved his hands 
into two cuffs connected to the ceiling my chains. 





Ash's cheeks flushed red as he realized how he must 
appear. His body resembled an X, his hands pulled out 
to each side of his head, and his legs pulled apart. 
Mistress Brandi laughed at his embarrassment. "Now, now 
slave, there is no one here but me, and I find nothing 
embarrassing about your confinement. I could make it 
that way, but for now this shall do."

Brandi walked away leaving Ash shivering slightly, he 
had no real clothes on the keep him warm and this 
"dungeon" was a bit chilly. He heard his Mistress 
removing something from the wall, but couldn't see what 
she was getting. His mind played tricks on him, and he 
shook it quickly, not wanting to believe some of the 
things he had imagined. He heard her footsteps grow 
closer and something dragging along the floor. 

She walked around him, and his eyes grew big at the 
sight of the whip trailing behind her. He heard her 
laugh, as she stopped behind him. "You are my slave 
now. You must be broken as I can still see defiance in 
you. If you want me to give you pleasure you must have 
the pain." 

Flicking her wrist, Brandi lashed Ash's back once. He 
grimaced from the pain and struggled against his bonds. 
"Tut, tut slave." She lashed his back a few more time, 
"there is that defiance, you're going to learn to love 
the pain. Your going to learn to beg for it almost as 
much as you will beg for the pleasure." She laughed as 
she struck him with the whip again and again, ripping 
into the tender flesh. Ash gritted his teeth and tried 
to bear it, it was painful, but his back soon grew 
numb, making it easier to take the pain. 

Sensing this, Brandi stayed the whip. "I believe that's 
enough for now." Ash let out a sigh as she walked over 
to the wall and replaced the whip. "Oh you 
misunderstood me slave, I'm far from through with you. 
The whip was just beginning to bore me."

Picking up a pair of handcuffs, she walked back over to 
him and began to unchain his feet. Ash tensed up and 
got ready to run. "Don't bother trying to run 
anywhere." Brandi told him. The doors need a passcode 
to open, so you have nowhere to run." She smiled and 
undid the cuffs holding his hands, nimbly locking them 
into the pair that she had picked up off the table. 

"Now come, I have many more ways I wish to break you." 
She led him over to a raised square over in the corner. 
Picking up a pair of scissors from the table next to 
her, she began cutting his boxers until they fell to 
the floor. She bent him over the box and locked his 
hands and feet into the restraints around the base. 
This pushed ass up into the air, his cock fitting into 
a hole cut into the block. Ash looked around, trying to 
see what was going to happen. Brandi just laughed at 
him. 

"Slave, you shall only see what I wish you to see. Now 
sit still, I have a few things I wish to accomplish 
while you are restrained in this way." She began 
rubbing his back with a cream, making his gashes burn. 
Ash's let out a scream of pain, but this only got him a 
sharp smack on his ass. 


After a few seconds of pain, it began to diminish 
slightly as the sedative effect of the cream began to 
take effect. Ash sighed softly and began to enjoy the 
feeling of her gently massaging his back. All to soon 
though, the pleasure was gone. She replaced the cream 
on the table and picked something else up, moving 
around in front of him. She knelt down and placed the 
object around the base of his cock, effectively 
crimping it tight and keeping him hard. 

"Since I don't want you to come when I do not give you 
permission, I am giving you this slave. It will not 
allow you to cum, but it will keep you hard." She 
stepped back and walked up to the table. She picked up 
a strap-on and fitted herself into it. Moving behind 
him, she positioned herself at his ass. Ash's eyes grew 
wide as he felt her begin to slide the hard phallus 
into his ass. 

Gritting his teeth, Ash felt the pain coming from his 
ass, radiating out and becoming unbearable as Brandi 
began pumping him even faster. He struggled against his 
bonds, trying to stop the painful ravaging of his ass. 
Brandi just laughed and rode him even faster, pulling 
and moving it around while it was lodged inside of him. 
Ash's eyes began to tear up from the pain, but Brandi 
didn't care. 

As ashamed as he was to admit it, the pain was 
beginning to subside. It was replaced by a small 
throbbing pain that was just noticeable. Hoping to get 
her to stop, he began thrusting back, willingly 
impaling himself on the fake cock. It began to hurt 
again, but he didn't care, he wanted it to end, and he 
knew if he pleased his Mistress it would. 

After several more minuets he felt the phallus slow and 
it was removed. He fell forward, not even aware that he 
had been pushing backwards as far as he was. Brandi 
walked around to his head and gently stroked his hair. 
"Very good slave."

He was unchained and led back the his room. She again 
chained his legs to the bed and handcuffed his hands 
behind his back so that he was unable to undo the tie 
around his cock. She bid him rest and to prepare for 
the next day. After several torturous hours he finally 
fell into a light sleep.

The next day he was awakened and brought to the room 
once more. He was again whipped, but this time it 
didn't hurt as much, in fact it felt slightly good. 
Instead of the box he was led over to a restraint 
device. He was strapped in, with his face, chest and 
genitals protruding from the metal plate. His feet were 
cuffed in place and his arms were lock into place next 
to him.

Mistress Brandi walked towards him holding a feather 
duster in one hand and the riding crop in the other. 
She smiled at his worried look and set the crop on a 
table next to her. She approached him and began 
tickling his chest with the duster. Ash struggled not 
to laugh, but it was too much. He began to giggle, 
bringing a smile to his mistress' lips. "You see?" she 
said to him, "I am not so cruel as to not allow you a 
small laugh." Ash gulped, "Thank you mistress."

She moved the duster down to his cock, tickling and 
playing with it. Ash groaned as he felt his cock jump. 
She smiled, and began teasing it in earnest, moving her 
hand down to fondle and play with his balls. He 
whimpered softly as he felt his balls squeeze, but the 
ring around his cock allowed none of it to escape. 
Brandi laughed at his discomfort, but kept it up 
revealing in his squirming and pleas for her to stop. 
After several more failed orgasms she did, returning 
him to his room. 

It was the same each day, she would move him from his 
room to be whipped. After that she moved him to another 
torture device. His ass was roughly invaded, his cock 
and balls tortured and teased, but he was not allowed 
to cum for several days. His ass had been stuffed with 
but plugs on a few occasions and he was beginning to 
enjoy the feel of his Mistress' abuses.

Finally after a week of torture his balls hung sorely 
between his legs. They were an unhealthy shade of blue, 
and were very large. He was led to the whipping post 
once more and given that days lashes. He had grown to 
like them, begging for her to continue. She had 
switched from a normal whip to a cat-of-nine-tails. He 
seemed to enjoy this even more, begging to be whipped 
with it even after she had put it down. 

Ash was led to a rack and strapped in. Brandi donned 
the strap-on once more and began fucking his ass. 
Beyond the point of pain, and loving the abuse he was 
now receiving, he began humping back. He loved the feel 
of the dildo in his ass, stimulating his prostate and 
making his cock jump. Mistress Brandi reached around 
and began stroking his cock, bringing a moan to his 
lips. His tortured balls tried to release their load 
once more, but again they were stopped by the cock 
ring.

Ash had finally had enough. "Please Mistress 
Brandi…please let me cum." 

"Of course slave." She answered, all you ever had to do 
was beg." She undid the ring and began pumping into his 
ass again. She stroked his cock, quickly, trying to 
make her slave feel release. 

Ash stiffened as he felt his tortured balls finally 
boil over. His cock jumped and began spraying rope 
after rope of cum. Mistress Brandi grinned, pumping his 
cock and ass in rhythm. Ash arched his back and moaned 
loudly, finally getting the release he had been so long 
denied.

After several minuets his balls were finally empty. Ash 
slumped forward, breathing heavily, thankful for the 
rack holding him up. Brandi released his cock and slid 
the dildo from his ass. She walked around, stepping 
through the cum that covered the floor in front of him. 
She reached down and lifted his face up to hers. 
Leaning down she gave his lips a quick peck. 

"Satisfied slave?" she asked him. "Yes Mistress Brandi, 
thank you."

"Your welcome slave." Walking away she heard him call 
her name. She turned and looked back at him.

"Please Mistress Brandi…I am yours to use. Please don't 
stop now. I want more."

Brandi smiled at that. She walked back and untied her 
slave. "Tomorrow my slave, tonight you must rest." As 
they walked back to his room, Ash turned to her.

"Yes Mistress Brandi... anything for you..."

END

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