Her Male Model (Femdom)

Mistress Levour

Katrina's POV

Coal manages to get out a strangled moan, the sound muffled by the fabric in his mouth. The vibrations have been on for multiple minutes now and his bare torso is clenched and shaking from pain, his abs emphasized by the way he's hanging from the ceiling. He looks positively delicious. I almost can't stand it.

I grab the remote from my pocket and click a button. The vibrations increase from low to medium. Coals eyes snap open, wide with shock. He yelps against his gag, straining against his cuffs. His body writhes against the vibrations. However, I don't let up. I snap picture after picture of him, smiling to myself.

I love seeing him like this, but I love that he agreed to it even more. He wants this. He has the ability to make it stop. Two snaps and I would end his torment immediately. But he doesn't want it to end...he likes it. The thought fills me with satisfaction.

I inch closer, and Coals eyes snap open once again in panic. He tenses up the closer I get to him.

"This is how I like to spend my nights, Mr Ryder." I say, ghosting my fingers over the bulge in his pants. He squirms against my touch, his breathing getting more erratic.

"As my sub, your pain is my pleasure."

We're merely a breath away from each other now. However, because of his height and the way he's dangling from the ceiling, I more find myself eye level with his chest. His nipples are red and aggravated...I drink in the sight for a moment longer before reaching out and caressing the vibrating nipple clamps. He tenses up. Even the slightest touch must ache all the way down to his core.

I grab ahold of the clamps more firmly and give them a sharp tug.

Coal screams out against his gag, tears filling his eyes.

"You should know you are going to spend every night just like this, Coal" I whisper, fanning his chest with my hot breath. "chained up and screaming for me."

I let go of the clamps and lean in, licking the very tip of his left nipple, still clamped and abused. He moans, squirming even more. His cock is so hard, I fear it might burst. It pokes through his pants like it's begging for my attention.

It seems the pain only makes him harder. I smile, pleased. It's been a long time since I've had a masochist for a sub. This is going to make punishing him a bit more complicated; However, I have no doubt I am the woman for the job.

I turn down the vibrations back to low so I have Coal's full attention. He sags against his bindings.

"We're going to play a little game. How does that sound." Coal glances at me warily, his dark hair falling into his eyes. Even gagged, his face is breathtaking.

I shift the remote in my hands, watching as he tracks the movement.

"As my newly minted sub, I'm am going to need to know everything about you...however, I feel like you might not tell me the full truth if I ask you directly, so we're going to have a little fun instead."

I walk around Coal, disappearing from his view. I can feel the panic radiating off of him at having lost sight of me, but revel in it, staying out of his sight longer than necessary. I untie his gag.

His labored breath comes out more clearly now. He sounds like he just ran a marathon. I come back around to his front and feather a light hand over one of his nipples. A strangled noise makes it past his pretty lips, nearly an octave higher than his speaking voice. He freezes up.

"Mmmm...keep making noises like that, and the vibrations will be the least of your worries, sub."

He shivers deeply at my words, blushing.