Elise cried out as she cummed, her nude body bound to the sybian, her breasts forced out towards me.
I licked my lips as I watch her orgasm. This was her fault, for not agreeing to become my submissive. Now I was going to force her to like it.
The sybian whirred louder as I dialed it up. The sound of the motor was muffled by her cries of pleasure.
"Please! No more!"
"If you don't want more, then just say that you're my slut. Admit that you're my property."
Her teeth gritted and she looked away from me, her eyes closing tight as another orgasm took her. She tried not to cry out. She wanted to be strong.
I was enjoying every second of this.
As I sat at the controls, watching her suffer under the stimulation, I smirked. "Look at all those juices...." I said as I leaned in closer. "It's making quite a puddle down there...."
"Nnnng...! Please... no more...!"
My eyes watched her. "Mmmm. You're so sweet. You must like being tortured. It's a good thing I have all night..."
"Please... just stop...!" Her body bucked from the overstimulation, the orgasms rolling over one another, not even allowing her a second's respite.
I smiled. "Why would I do that when you're having so much fun?"
Elise sobbed, unable to form coherent thoughts anymore.
"Now now. I can't let you off so easily."
I pushed another button. The sybian began to vibrate.
Her sobs became screams.
I smiled and turned the machine off.
Elise's body shook as she panted. She stared at me, her eyes wet with tears, her face flushed with desire.
"You see now, I have full control over your female body. If I want you to cum - " I turned on the sybian again, sending poor Elise into another climax as her pussy clenched and unclenched around the sybian.
"You cum. And if I want you to stop...." I turned the sybian off.
Elise whimpered as the pleasure stopped.
"You see? It is your body, but I control it. Do you want me to demonstrate again? Because I can."
She shook her head.
"Are you my slut?"
She hesitated.
"Answer me."
"Y-yes."
"Good girl."
Elise looked away from me, clearly hating what was happening to her.
"Now. Tell me. Why can I make you cum when I want to?"
She whimpered.
"Say it."
"B-because... you... you... own my body..."
"And why is that?"
She hesitated again.
"Why?!"
"Because I'm a s-submissive..."
"That's right. You are a submissive. And as your master, it is my right to control your body and mind."
She looked away.
"So you will accept that?"
"Yes."
"Yes what?"
She paused, and then answered quietly. "Yes... sir."
I turned the machine off and walked up to her. "Now, do you promise to be a good girl?"
"Y-yes sir..."
"Are you my slave?"
"Y-yes.."
"Then say it. Say that you're my slave. And if you're not a good slave, then I'm going to have to punish you. And I promise you that you won't enjoy it."
She gulped and looked at me with pleading eyes. "P-please... don't...."
"Say it. Tell me you're my slave."
"I... I'm your slave."
I smiled. "That's better. Now, I think you've earned a reward."
"A r-reward?"
I nodded. "You're going to get a little pleasure, but I won't make you cum. And you're not going to like it. And that's a punishment for being such a bad girl earlier."
Elise trembled and hung her head.
I reached down and stroked her pussy. She jumped, startled by the unexpected touch. I grinned and slipped a finger inside of her.
She shuddered and whimpered, but she didn't pull away.
"Such a naughty girl. You're wet again, aren't you? Does my little slut like being used and abused?"
She whimpered and looked away.
"I know you do. You're a filthy, depraved whore. A slave to your own perversions. You want me to abuse you. Don't you?"
"P-please... no more...."
"Oh, don't worry. You're not going to cum. Not yet. But I'm going to make sure you know who your master is."
I started thrusting my fingers in and out of her.
She whimpered and bit her lip.
I grinned. "Do you like that? Does my slave like being used by her master?"
"P-please..."
I thrust my fingers in and out of her again.
"P-please... please, no more...!"
