Fem Dom Submission

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The scene opens with Princess Victoria standing curiously in front of Shiny, a collar is once again securely fastened around her slender neck. She looks up at him with trusting eyes as he approaches her, leather armbinder and silky ropes in hand. "Arms behind your back, Princess," he commands. She obeys immediately, holding her arms close behind her so that he can slip the leather binder over them. He buckles it tight, rendering her arms helpless and binding them to her body.

Next, he produces a large ball gag which he straps into her mouth. She whimpers slightly through the gag as he circles behind her and begins tying off her torso with the silky rope. Her breathing quickens as she feels coil after coil of rope dig into her body, cinching her waist and accentuating her petite breasts. A crotch rope is threaded neatly between her legs, tied off tightly to her armbinder at the back, completing her bondage.

Victoria's eyes widen as the first hint of helplessness sinks in. Shiny pulls her bralette down, fully exposing her perfect pink nipples. She gasps as he clips clothes pins to the sensitive buds, sending jolts of pleasure-pain through her. She is utterly trapped and dependent on him now.

Shiny steps back to admire his handiwork, taking in the sight of the bound and helpless princess. Her vintage lingerie contrasts beautifully with the web of ropes covering her body. He leaves her to struggle and marinate in her own submission for several long minutes, enjoying the show.

Finally, he returns and begins untying her, removing the ropes and leaving only her ball gag and satin panties in place. "Give me your wrists, Princess," he demands, holding out his hands. Slowly, reluctantly, Victoria extends her arms to him, not breaking their intense eye contact. He winds a length of silky rope around her wrists, binding them together securely.

Next, he moves to her ankles, strapping a spreader bar between them. Victoria's eyes grow wide as she feels herself stretched out, the ropes at her wrists now pulled taut above her head. The position strains her shoulders and exposes her body fully to his view and use. She is utterly helpless, a plaything for him to use as he pleases.

Shiny walks over to a table of implements and picks up a leather flogger. "Beg me to stop, Princess," he purrs, running the soft leather strands over her skin. Victoria thrashes and moans piteously, her eyes pleading with him not to use it. But he can see the glimmer of desire there too - the desperate ache to be pushed to her limits.

He does not disappoint. The flogger cracks across her body in a steady, stinging rhythm. The impact mingles pain and pleasure, leaving Victoria gasping and writhing against her bonds. Her skin flushes pink, marking the path of the flogger as it works over her breasts, stomach, ass, and thighs.

Just when she thinks she can take no more, Shiny stops, allowing her to catch her breath. But then he pulls out the vibrator and Victoria knows she is in for an entirely new kind of torment. He circles her panty-clad mound with the buzzing toy, not touching, just teasing. She tosses her head side to side, whimpering with desperation.

Finally, he presses the vibrator right up against her mound, and it is too much. The tension that has built within her all day, all week, all her life - it all comes pouring out in a glorious crescendo of pleasure. Victoria sees stars, her back arching, toes curling, every muscle locked in ecstasy as wave after wave of bliss crashes through her.

When it is finally over, Shiny gently takes the gag from her mouth and removes the vibrator and ropes. "You're doing so well, Princess," he murmurs, stroking her hair. "Such a good girl. We are going to have so much fun together." Victoria collapses limply into his arms, utterly owned and fulfilled, knowing that this is only the beginning of her journey into submission.