dungeon to look like, and I had the impression it was the effect he'd been going for. Various implements hung on the wall, including a whip. I panicked when I saw it and tried to run up the steps, but he grabbed a fist full of my hair and wrapped his hands around my neck.
"If you keep resisting, I will make you regret it."
Kurt tightened his grip and didn't loosen it until I stopped fighting. Then he led me to the middle of the room where chains dangled from the ceiling. He fastened both of my wrists in leather cuffs. They weren't padded, so they dug, painfully, into my arm as I tried to balance on my toes to take some of the pressure off my shoulders and wrists.
"Please, Kurt. Why are you doing this?" I asked between sobs.
"You need to learn you belong to me and only me. Now no more talking. You don't talk until I tell you to. If you speak out of turn again, I'll gag you."
He left me hanging there a moment while he removed a bar from the wall. It had similar cuffs attached to the ends as the one's binding my wrists. He fastened one cuff to my ankle, then forced my legs apart before doing the same to the other. Now my legs were spread, and I could barely touch the ground. My shoulders bore all of my weight, and they were already aching under the strain.
Kurt left me again to grab something from a nearby cabinet. I screamed when he approached me with a knife.
"Don't, Kurt. Please, don't hurt me. I swear I don't care about being with anyone else. I just want you."
That wasn't true now, but he didn't need to know that. All I wanted in that moment was to get away from this psychotic bastard.
"Oh shut up, you lying, fucking bitch," he said as he cut my clothes off. When he finished he went back to the cabinet and returned with a rubber ball with leather straps attached. He held the ball to my mouth. "Open."
When I didn't do as I asked, he pinched my nipple and twisted hard. As I opened my mouth to cry out, he shoved it in and fastened the straps behind my head.
"I warned you if you didn't keep your mouth shut, I'd gag you. Eventually you will learn to do as you're told." He tightened the straps, so they tugged on the sides of my mouth. "When you moved in with me, you became my property. You belong to me. I've helped you with your problems. I've treated you like a queen, and you've repaid me with complete disrespect. Now you'll learn your place."
I tensed as he grabbed the whip from the wall. I tried begging and pleading through the gag, but it was no use. My words were garbled, not that it would have made a difference either way. When the first lash of the whip came, I screamed. There was no way I could have anticipated the searing pain. I barely heard Kurt as he spoke.
"All women are manipulative bitches. You can't help it. It's just in your nature."
Another lash sent white-hot pain across my abdomen.
"You use men for your own pleasure, and then when you grow bored with us you move on."
Another lash on my thigh.
"I won't let you move on."
Another strategically placed lash between my thighs had me screaming and pulling on my bonds. That and involuntary shivering adding to the pain in my shoulders. Please let him stop.
"It's my job as a man to put you in your place, so you can't walk all over me."
Several more lashes fell across my back before he spoke again. When I cried out my voice cracks, and then there was no sound.
"Men in today's society have become weak because of all that gender equality bullshit, but I'm working to change all that. It's time we put women back in their place."
Another lash across my breasts.
"Of course, it will take a while for the rest of society to catch up, but it will happen. This is your life now. You are mine."
After a while I couldn't understand his words. The pain was all that existed. I didn't even notice when he took the gag out and released my ankles from the cuff. He was loosening the ones on my wrists when I finally came back to reality. Kurt caught me before I fell to
"If you keep resisting, I will make you regret it."
Kurt tightened his grip and didn't loosen it until I stopped fighting. Then he led me to the middle of the room where chains dangled from the ceiling. He fastened both of my wrists in leather cuffs. They weren't padded, so they dug, painfully, into my arm as I tried to balance on my toes to take some of the pressure off my shoulders and wrists.
"Please, Kurt. Why are you doing this?" I asked between sobs.
"You need to learn you belong to me and only me. Now no more talking. You don't talk until I tell you to. If you speak out of turn again, I'll gag you."
He left me hanging there a moment while he removed a bar from the wall. It had similar cuffs attached to the ends as the one's binding my wrists. He fastened one cuff to my ankle, then forced my legs apart before doing the same to the other. Now my legs were spread, and I could barely touch the ground. My shoulders bore all of my weight, and they were already aching under the strain.
Kurt left me again to grab something from a nearby cabinet. I screamed when he approached me with a knife.
"Don't, Kurt. Please, don't hurt me. I swear I don't care about being with anyone else. I just want you."
That wasn't true now, but he didn't need to know that. All I wanted in that moment was to get away from this psychotic bastard.
"Oh shut up, you lying, fucking bitch," he said as he cut my clothes off. When he finished he went back to the cabinet and returned with a rubber ball with leather straps attached. He held the ball to my mouth. "Open."
When I didn't do as I asked, he pinched my nipple and twisted hard. As I opened my mouth to cry out, he shoved it in and fastened the straps behind my head.
"I warned you if you didn't keep your mouth shut, I'd gag you. Eventually you will learn to do as you're told." He tightened the straps, so they tugged on the sides of my mouth. "When you moved in with me, you became my property. You belong to me. I've helped you with your problems. I've treated you like a queen, and you've repaid me with complete disrespect. Now you'll learn your place."
I tensed as he grabbed the whip from the wall. I tried begging and pleading through the gag, but it was no use. My words were garbled, not that it would have made a difference either way. When the first lash of the whip came, I screamed. There was no way I could have anticipated the searing pain. I barely heard Kurt as he spoke.
"All women are manipulative bitches. You can't help it. It's just in your nature."
Another lash sent white-hot pain across my abdomen.
"You use men for your own pleasure, and then when you grow bored with us you move on."
Another lash on my thigh.
"I won't let you move on."
Another strategically placed lash between my thighs had me screaming and pulling on my bonds. That and involuntary shivering adding to the pain in my shoulders. Please let him stop.
"It's my job as a man to put you in your place, so you can't walk all over me."
Several more lashes fell across my back before he spoke again. When I cried out my voice cracks, and then there was no sound.
"Men in today's society have become weak because of all that gender equality bullshit, but I'm working to change all that. It's time we put women back in their place."
Another lash across my breasts.
"Of course, it will take a while for the rest of society to catch up, but it will happen. This is your life now. You are mine."
After a while I couldn't understand his words. The pain was all that existed. I didn't even notice when he took the gag out and released my ankles from the cuff. He was loosening the ones on my wrists when I finally came back to reality. Kurt caught me before I fell to
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