On time for the minute I stood in front of the inconspicuous

 

Building, whose interior, however, is a temple of dominance

 

Was: the fetish institute, the kingdom of lady

 

Blackdiamoond Every room, every detail breathed its

 

Presence, a perfection that left nothing to chance.

 

The door opened, and there she stood. Your blue eyes

 

Stared at me with a look that softened my knees

 

Made. Her long black hair fell like a dark

 

Curtain over her shoulders, framed by the

 

Seductive luminosity of their red lips, which become

 

A tiny, superior smile.

 

"You're on time," she said in a voice that gently

 

And yet was unmistakable. "I like that."

 

I bowed slightly, unable to take my eyes off her

 

To avert.

 

“Today will be a special session. The camera will do everything

 

Record," she explained with a slight inclination of her

 

Her head as her eyes pierced me. "The

 

Spectators should see how a real slave

 

Gives up."

 

My heart was beating faster. "It's an honor, mistress,"

 

I brought out.

 

"I hope so," she replied, a hint of

 

Amusement in her voice. "Now come in and

 

Prepare yourself.”

 

In the playroom the Gynstuhl was already ready. Without a

 

Another word she inserded me to sit on it.

 

Quickly and routinely, she put on the shackles, her hands

 

Tightened the straps with precise movements. My legs

 

Were spread, my body completely the camera

 

Presented.

 

"Take a look at this," she said as she looked at the camera.

 

Spoke. Her voice was suddenly even more sensual, almost

 

Enjoyable. “A perfect sight, isn't it? The little one

 

Cage, the smooth skin, the absolute obedience. This is how a

 

A true slave.”

 

She took the first dildo from the tray and held it in the

 

Camera. "We start gently," she explained as she

 

Rubbed the toy with lubricant. "You have to

 

Gradually shape property. Watch closely how he

 

Responds to every thrust.”

 

Slowly she inserted the dildo, her eyes wandered

 

Between the camera and me back and forth. "See how he

 

Squirms," she commented softly, while her hand

 

Intensified the movements. "This is devotion, this is

 

Control. And that's just the beginning.”

 

The next dildo was bigger, wider, an obvious

 

Step in their intention to push me to my limits

 

Drive.

 

"See here," she said as she looked at the camera

 

Passed by. “Every thrust is proof of my power. And

 

Look at how he groans - not from pain alone, but

 

With lust. He knows he's mine.”

 

She continued the game, changed the dildos, rein*******d

 

The rhythm, while her voice continues to the camera

 

Captivated. "This is no coincidence. Every handle, every thrust is

 

Well thought out. I shape it, piece by piece, exactly according to

 

My ideas.”

 

When she finally put the last dildo aside, she pulled

 

Her gloves tight. "And now," she said with a

 

Sharp, expectant smile into the camera, "see

 

I tell you how far a true slave can go.”

 

Slowly and unyieldingly she pushed her fist into me,

 

Her eyes are cold and focused. "The camera captures everything,"

 

She whispered as she continued to work on me. "See,

 

How my property takes me in. This is devotion in

 

Of its purest form.”

 

Her fist moved rhythmically, deeper, more intensely.

 

"Tan look at that. Perfect. Every thrust will last forever

 

Held. You can only get something like that with absolute

 

Control.”

 

I groaned, begged, my words disjointed, but

 

She paused and looked directly into the camera. "He screams,

 

But he loves it. Because it's me who breaks it. And only me

 

Can put it back together.”

 

When she finally let go of me, I was at the end of my

 

*******s, unable to move. She unbuckled the straps and

 

She pointed to the floor in front of her.

 

"Thank you," she ordered, her voice now calm again,

 

But imbedued with dominance.

 

I knelt down and kissed her feet, my voice

 

Trembled with humility. "Thank you, Mistress."

 

"That was a good video," she said as she

 

Gloves and looked into the camera. "I will

 

Online in the coming weeks. Until then you stay

 

Chaste. And if you look at it, you can onanize -

 

But only then. I want you to see exactly what I look like

 

I did to you.”

 

With these words she dismissed me, and while I was leaving,

 

I knew that I would never break away from her power again

 

Could.