Fantasy BDSM?

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika would scream whenever she could, tears running down her face, jerking around the best she could, and she found herself longing for the gentleness of Keth. She wasn't going to reveal that, of course.

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur grew tired of the gang fuck and said, "Last round, boys, you know what to do." The goblins jerked off and covered Al'ika in their cum, shooting all over her back and face. A few even cleaned themselves off in her hair. As they filed out, Xur grabbed Al'ika by the chin. "Ready to beg for the lord's cock yet?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Never," Al'ika snarled. "I will bow down to no man."

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur smiled, wiped some of the cum off of her face, and slapped her across the face with a wet solid blow which seemed to satisfy him. "I was hoping you would say that. I wanted more playtime with you anyway. I'll be nice though. You get to pick the toy I use on you next." There was a knotted rope tied between two walls, a device that looked like a handcart pump with two pole attached, a rack, a wooden horse, and some standard flogging furniture. "What's your poison, Slave?"

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika studied each item carefully. "I'll take the flogging post," she told the goblin, her voice dripping with hate.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Are you sure? Once you get up there, You'll be up there for two hours without rest." Xur said.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika gave a short smile. "I'll take my chances," she snarled.

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur appraised Al'ika for a minute and called in Orcish. Two orcs came in and, seeing who it was they were chaining up, they hesitated. Xur looked at them sternly and said, "String her up or the next batch of fungus beer you get might be your last." They hurriedly hooked Al'ika up spread eagle in a flogging frame so she was forced onto her toes and left.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika almost let loose a smirk, because she knew the orcs would be hesitant about touching her. She looked at the goblin who was making all of this happened and growled softly.

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur appraised the situation and got a wicked, snaggletoothed grin across his face. "So you think that tribal marking protects you?" he said, looking at the still sensitive tattooed area. He brought out a small arsenal of striking tools, including a bamboo cane, a bull whip, a nine tailed flogger, and a paddle with holes drilled through it. "Where do we begin? Keep in mind I'm using them all."

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika appraised each tool carefully. She had used all these instruments at some point or another, and therefore knew what each could do. She nodded toward the bamboo cane. "Let's go with that one," she said. "The bamboo cane."

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur picked it up and slowly ran it between the cleft of her pussy and up and down the inside of her legs. "An excellent choice, he said, drawing out every word. "So soliid, but so supple as well. And you know the best part?" he paused, but then resumed torturing her with suspense. "I can strike you anywhere I want, any time I want, and you'll never," He delivered a wicked blow to her inner thigh. "See it coming,"

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika gasped and her leg jumped in the restraints. "That's very true," she said, once her composure was back. She began praying silently that he wouldn't hit the tattoo, it was still very sensitive. She kept up her glare, however.

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur worked on her thighs and ass for what seemed like an eternity, but in reality wsa only a half hour. He finally relaxed and stretched hi arm. He sat down in a comfy looking chair. "One down, three to go. What's your next pleasure?" he asked, emphasizing the irony of his statement.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika's body was tired but her mind was strong. She just thought about anything but the spanking that was being implemented on her. She looked at the tools remaining and nodded toward the paddle, although she mentally winced at the thought of it. "The paddle," she snarled.

 

[bindingeagle]

Xur took up his next tool and ran it over the sore areas he had just struck, then threatened to harass her breasts. "You can end this, you know. "all you have to say is, "Xur, please let this pitiful slave worship at your feet," and I'll let you down. Would you like that?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Are you deaf?" Al'ika asked bluntly. "I said I would bow down to no man. Goblins and orcs are included in that, you think I had much say in this?" She nodded down toward her tattoo. "I will take whatever you can give me out of that," she added, nodding toward the paddle. Her eyes threatened the goblin, daring him.

 

[bindingeagle]

"oh, that?" Xur chuckled. "Your bitch mark is quite fresh. If only there was something I could do to it.... Oh, wait, there is." he delivered ten crushing blows to it with the paddle. "That's the start, much more to come. Unless you change your mind."

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika grunted with each blow, but she tossed what hair she could back and looked at the goblin. "Is that all you can do?" she asked with a snort of derision.

 

[bindingeagle]

"You wound me," Xur said. He kept paddling around her, moving between the tattoo, her breasts, and ass. "This is not the best I can do. As a matter of fact, my favorite toy is still on the table. And since it's down to two, you might just pick it next." The rest of the half hour passed and Xur rested himself. "Feeling lucky?" he mocked.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika gave a small grimace. Her sore body was coming back to life, mainly from the abuse it was suffering now. She looked at the flogger and the bull whip and she took a deep breath, calming down so she didn't do anything stupid. "Bull whip," she said, feeling her petite body tighten.

 

[bindingeagle]

"Looks lie you lose,"Xur crowed. "I can pick a fly off the wall with this thing. As a matter of fact, I love it so much you can have it for the next hour instead of the flogger. Now don't you feel special being my artist's canvas?"

 

[celestialdragon]

"Absolutely honored," Al'ika said dryly. She flexed and relaxed her muscles soothing them. "Just get on with it," she added. "Your talk bores me."

 

[bindingeagle]

"As you wish, but i don't think you'll be saying that for long," he said, unfurling the whip. He was absolutely unparallelled with it. Instead of letting it thump down, he would send it out and then pull back, letting the tip flick stingingly into her. When he attacked limbs, he would flick it out and let it wrap around, hitting everywhere Al'ika would not expect. She was striped with red all over, she could tell, from her shoulders all the way to her ankles, and yet he kept going. He took another breather. "No broken skin yet, I must be going for a new record." he said.

 

[celestialdragon]

Al'ika had tears in her eyes, but she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction. She glared at him when he made his statement. "I hope one day that whip's used on you in the worst possible ways," she growled.