Swimming with the Devil

Punishment... Again (part 1)

He began dragging her down the stairs with his hand around her hair, Miss Jenkins and Andrew in the hall with their eyes widening in shock.

Martin didn't care about the jeans stuck on her legs and kept on dragging her even if she was barely able to maintain any balance.

Tianne groaned slightly when her hair was pulled. Fixing up her jeans while she could, she stumbled after him. Seeing Andrew and Miss Jenkins, she tried to tell them with a look as if to say thanks for the warning. Her ankle hurt as she stumbled after Martin, using what she could to get her balance.

He stopped only at the basement, grinding her knees against the floor all the way. He pushed her towards the table and took out a box of clothespins and ropes.

He grabbed the rope and laid her flat on the table on her back, tying her arms and feet with the table legs, he then took out a knife from his pocket and pressed it against her shirt. "If you make it out conscious of this room today, I will be your slave for life."

She could feel a headache as he dragged her to the basement, stumbling at the shove and catching herself on the table. She grunted at the force he used to lay her on the table, not fighting as she was tied down to it. Her ankle felt uncomfortable with the rope around it, but she would just have to deal. "Now that's something I thought I would never hear you say" she replied, watching him closely.

Martin smirked, "I don't kill serpents but I excel at disciplining them."

He then started to tear all the fabric using his knife, the cold metal sending shivers down her body. He pulled out the denims and gazed at her brassiere and panties. "I guess we have to remove these as well."

Tianne shivered at the knife along her skin, then shivered again at the coolness of the room on her body. Her undergarments were black lace like always. It was what she was comfortable in. The bruises on her body were slowly going down, and didn't look so angry.

With that he squeezed her breasts and with great force ripped her bra in shreds. "Perfect" he scoffed.

His eyes wandering around her breasts as he licked his lips as his hand reached down to her panties pulling the fabric against her labia, he rolled it around his fingers and continued to torture her for a couple of minutes until he ripped it off too.

"God you have a tiny pussy! I wonder how many clips it would take to cover it." A sadistic grin on his face as he grabbed the box with clothespins.

Tianne pulled on the ropes around her wrists, not liking that he made her naked as she didn't like being naked around other people. It was kind of like a self conscious thing, especially with all the scars scattered on her body. "Fuck you!" She snapped, her pussy wet even though she didn't like it. She hated feeling the pleasure from someone she knew wasn't about the pleasure.

Martin chuckled, "Oh you are gonna beg for it whore!"

He then opened the box and took out a metal pin, he walked towards her breasts and grabbed the left one and attached the clip, right on her nip. "That must hurt" he smiled.

He then grabbed five more pins and attached them all on the same boob, he was making sure to stretch all her skin, he then flicked the pins with his fingers, his eyes fixed at her face. "Ready for the right one love? Or do you want me to clamp your pussy first? Or maybe your tongue? Because your consent doesn't matter."

Tianne flinched as clips were put on and around her nipple. She groaned slightly in pain, flinching again when he flicked the clips on her boob. "Can you stop that already? It hurts" Tianne told him, feeling very uncomfortable.

He grinned as he grabbed a pin and clamped her lower lip, "Now tell me what you want next? If you don't answer, I will make you, I have a lot of wires in here, would be fun to electrocute you."