Silvia’s Awakening

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Silvia’s Awakening***DISCLAIMER*** This story is PURELY FICTIONAL and should in no way be construed as rational, socially acceptable behavior. Although the story itself is purely fictional, the characters involved are very real. No names have been changed, because the guilty should be justly punished.Silvia’s AwakeningShe stood naked in a corner of a darkened room. The only light came from somewhere on the other side and in the shadows she could just make out the large, life sized table and a stand next to it in the center of the room. She knew that table. She knew it all too well. Out of the shadows, he materialized. Walking up to her she noticed that he seemed at ease in these dismal surroundings. The thought of that excited her as well as scared her. She stood silent and still with her head bowed, eyes looking downwards as he approached. He walked up to her and just stood, looking at her for a moment. It was as if he were inspecting her every inch, making her feel her nakedness even more. After a few moments he reached out for her and with his left hand he cupped the back of her neck and pulled her closer. It was a gentle touch, not the rough handling she expected. He kissed her on the lips and her heart raced as she responded. His right hand came up and gently caressed her left cheek. Stroking her in a downward fashion as his hand fell to her left breast and brushed across her erect nipple. Her lips parted as he kissed her with passion, yet restraint. It was why she could not resist him. He was the first to break the kiss. As if to let her know that she had had enough for now. As he pulled away, she looked into his eyes and for a moment she saw a brief glimpse of compassion and understanding that took her breath away. But it was gone in an instant as he swiftly tightened his grip on the back of her neck and in a sudden flurry of strength, he brought his right hand across her face with a blow that knocked her back and threatened to collapse her. For a moment she feared she would fall, but at the last second she righted herself, and managed to stand and turned to face him. Her head bowed, without saying a word she stood in front of him. No emotion on her face except for the hint of a tear in the corner of her eye and the obvious blood now trickling from her lower lip. She dared not cry out. Her pain was a small price to pay. He güngören escort now began to walk around her in a circle, inspecting her. She could feel his gaze as it passed over every inch of her body. It made her feel dirty, unclean. She wanted so bad to please him, but she knew that she may never be worthy of his attention. After a while he walks away from her without a word, and makes his way to the table in the middle of the room. She watches as he starts adjusting the leather restraints attached to the table. Her heart races with excitement mingled with fear as she watches him. She knows what can happen on that table. Her legs start to tremble as she remembers the first time she was on the table. It was their first date. She remembers how she felt the first time he strapped her to it. She was so frightened, but she obeyed. She remembers how her mind was racing with wild thoughts as he first strapped her arms in two places, first strap just above her elbows, and the second strap around her wrists. Arms pinned at her sides. Then the leg straps. First one just above her knees, and the second one around each of her ankles. The leg straps designed in a way to spread her legs wide apart, leaving her womanhood exposed and vulnerable. That was the first time she had ever been that vulnerable in her life. Laying there, naked and exposed. Not able to stir except for the slightest of movements. She remembers how scared she was, but at the same time how aroused she was. She feels the area between her thighs start to moisten just thinking about it. When she had suggested that first date to him, little did she know that day would change her for the rest of her life. Her eyes lose focus as she goes back to that day in her mind……………………….He had just finished strapping her to the table. He stood back and looked at her for a few moments before walking away to leave her there alone. A few minutes later he returned holding a black leather bag which he placed on the little stand next to the table. She could not see him very well from the angle that she was facing, but she could hear him taking things out of the bag and placing them purposely on the stand. Finally after what seemed like hours, he addressed her. Talking in a calm voice, he explained to her what her position in life really was to him. She had known in her heart, at that moment, escort güngören that he was right. She was a dirty whore, whose only purpose was to suffer for him. She knew this. She wanted this. She feared it in a way she had never feared anything else in her life, but she knew in her heart that it was the truth and at that moment she made up her mind that no matter what, she would please him. She would suffer whatever was needed to please him. She had to. It was what she was always meant to do. She could see him now. He stood beside the table holding what looked like cleverly designed clamps of some sort attached together with a long chain between them. She had never seen anything like them before, but she soon knew their purpose as he fitted each one to her already erect nipples. As he tightened the clamps slowly, the uncomfortable feeling soon gave way to pain as the clamps were tightened down tighter and tighter till her nipples were nearly flattened by the pressure between the cold steel fingers of the clamps. The pain shot through her breasts as her nipples started to numb. He tugged on the chain between the clamps to test that they were securely fastened and would not soon fall off. The tugging sensation coupled with the fading pain was so erotic that she found herself enjoying it, wishing he would tug harder. He then stepped aside and reached for something on the stand. She heard the click of a zippo lighter as she smelled the smoke of a burning cigarette. He took a couple of puffs off of the cigarette before placing an ashtray on the table between her thighs. He blew smoke at her face and chuckled softly as his hand lowered. Just then she felt a jolt of pain so intense that her mind took a second to process what was happening to her. She lost all control and let out a blood curdling scream as he laid the lit cigarette against the hood of her clitoris and just held it there for what seemed like an eternity of hell. She screamed till she had no more breath and fought to scream again through the choking and the instant tears now soaking her face. The burning sensation started to fade as she tried to recoup from the brutal assault. She couldn’t choke back the tears and the guttural wailing moan of agony as she realized what was happening. She heard him chuckle softly again as she felt the burning cigarette being d**g güngören escort bayan along the inside of her right inner thigh. The pain resumed and she screamed again. First her right inner thigh, then her left inner thigh. She felt every touch as he traced little designs on her skin with the burning ember. Then he took the cigarette away and flipped the ashes on her open gaping cunt. Taking another puff of the cigarette, he then placed it on her most sensitive inner lips, burning them each in turn first the right side, then the left side. Holding the burning cigarette on her tender skin till he could hear the skin start to sizzle and watched as her perfect smooth skin started to deform into a monstrosity of scarred flesh. Over and over he burned her. Over and over she screamed. Her throat raw from the screaming and her face soaked with her own tears, her body started to convulse. Watching her writhe in excruciating pain, he kept on burning her making little designs and patterns on her skin. As if he were an evil tattoo artist from hell, he burned her till the scars and deformed flesh formed a perfect pattern. Then he took his fingers and pulling back the hood of her clitoris, he exposed her extremely sensitive button and pinched it hard, twisting it in a fashion that she felt as if he would rip it from her body sending wave after wave of pain through her entire body. He stopped for a moment and watched her calmly as she came back from the brink of losing consciousness. She had never known this kind of pain and suffering before in her life and her mind reeled in an attempt to cope with it all. But no amount of preparation would have equipped her for what came next. She heard the click of the zippo lighter again and felt the overwhelming pain of an open flame as he laid the burning lighter squarely under her cunt and then chuckled softly one more time as he walked away leaving the flame to sear and burn her open, gaping hole. Through her tears and screams of torture she could smell the odor of burning flesh as her body went into convulsions and her orgasm took over washing over her in wave after wave of pure heavenly pleasure. Her orgasm building in intensity as her flesh withered and charred under the flame, her cunt exploded in a wave of her juices, squirting out of her and extinguishing the flame. She lay there alone, her body still convulsing and twitching in pain uncontrollably as the waves of pleasure subsided, and as the blackness of u*********sness came to rescue her, her last thought came to her………….she was now and forever would be…………his dirty, filthy, whore.

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