Dominatrix System

Chapter 162: Training Melony Stage 2

I tossed Melony onto the floor onto her chest. Her abused breasts softened her fall, but I wasn't done with her. I thought it was a shame that I couldn't train Melony to be a good slave but instead break her completely to ensure she gives me the correct information. I pulled Melony over to the pillory and forced her into place with little effort. Melony was too busy coughing and recovering from my abuse to fight back properly.

Seconds later, I locked her in place, making it impossible for her to escape. The blush on her face deepened, and I moved to replace the gloves I was wearing. Slipping on new gloves after removing the old ones, I looked at her pussy which was slightly swollen. Her asshole was gaping, and I could feel it was hungry for cock.

Melony wasn't begging to be fucked, which spoke just how much willpower the woman had. I didn't have a clue where it came from either or why she had so much loyalty to the man I fought with. Although with a second thought, I knew the man wouldn't have backed down if he knew she was still alive. The man wasn't leaving without looking inside my warehouse. But none of that mattered now as Melony finished recovering her breath from the kick to her stomach.

I grabbed a long metal vibrator now, and I grabbed the lube as doing damage to her internal wasn't what I was looking for. That would be for later as I took the thick rod and layered the lube over it. Then without warning, I arrived behind Melony, shoved the long ten-inch rod into her ass, and activated it.

"Ah!" Melony gasped in surprise, moaning slightly afterward as the vibration started. She may be stopping herself from begging me to fuck her tight cunt, but she couldn't stop herself from the pleasure.

I wasn't done with her as I walked and grabbed hooks from drawers and strings. I got the hooks ready with string and moved to Melony's side. Without saying anything, the hooks cut into her body, making her scream as I penetrated her bruised breasts with the hooks. Fresh blood leaked out, and Melony screamed as I wrapped the hook around the pillory and pulled it tight, stretching her skin painfully before I brought it back and hooked the other side into her breast. I wasn't done with one or two hooks. Instead, I tortured her breasts, putting on more and more strings of hooks, tightly pulling her breasts till there were forty hooks in her breasts, pulling them in different directions.

To top it all off, I grabbed a weight and used the pricing through her nipples before using attaching a vibrator to it. A scream from her mouth erupted as the vibrations moved the hooks throughout her breasts. The pain was blinding to her, and I watched, showing the same sadistic smile I had since it started.

I stopped and looked at Melony, forcing her to look at my face, showing her the same smile that had not changed the entire time. Her expression changed, and her screams stopped as she gazed at my face, and I saw her shiver with goosebumps popping up on her skin. I didn't change my expression in the least, and I stood tall while looking her over. I reached out to grab Sophia's knife and squatted in front of her.

I brought the knife to her face and scraped the knife down her face to let her feel the sharpness of the blade. A collection of dead skin cells piled on the knife as I finished bringing it down her cheek. I brought the knife down and did two simple swipes on my leg, cleaning it from the dead skin. Without a word, I placed the knife aside while the other hand smacked her hard across the face. It was a calculated hit making sure that it hurt badly without breaking her teeth or jaw. That would come later.

Melony coughed, "What do you really want!" She cried out suddenly, and I ignored her as I moved away from her, grabbing something that I knew she would enjoy. I grabbed a hook and a little sting to attach a vibrator too. I went behind her and squatted, looking at the pretty pink wet pussy in front of me now. My gloved finger pressed against the clitoral hood, and after a couple of seconds of coaxing the clit out, I heard a shaky voice. "What are you doing?" Melony said, worry lacing her voice. "No," She said as I brought the hook up to her clit. "Please, Not that! Please!" Melony began to beg for the first time. "NOT THAT!" She begged as I chose the spot. Then I pushed through, making her scream in pain as I pierced her clit through with the hook, and I dropped the vibrator after injecting it with energy.