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Meeting Anastasia

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Kathy Shackled
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Here is a short story inspired by my pictures, by karlahartmann on Deviantart :


Kathy watched him enter the room.

Her eyes opened wide in terror. He was grasping a long, heavy whip in his right hand. The sadistic grin on his face told her that she would soon be in excruciating agony.

Sitting on the floor, naked, and chained, the young woman scooted backwards a few inches on her bare bottom, but could hardly get very far as the heavy steel ball attached to her collar kept her in place, more or less.

”Stay. Don’t you move any farther, darling,” he said in an even tone, though Kathy thought she could detect a sharp undertone to his voice. “As promised, today I am going to punish you harder, and for much longer, than ever before, my darling.”

Kathy looked up at him briefly, seeing something indescribable in his eyes. Her lovely nude body trembled. The helpless young woman, who was somehow even more beautiful in her bondage and terror, meekly averted her eyes from his, bowing her head submissively and staring at the ground.

An uncomfortable silence descended over both of them for a few moments. Finally, Kathy mustered the courage to speak.

”Why must you hurt me so, Sir?” she asked in a barely audible voice.

He smiled.

”Why does the hungry wolf want to devour the helpless sheep, my little lamb?” he replied rhetorically, kneeling beside the terrified girl and gently running his fingers through her dark hair. “Your suffering pleases me, darling. And the more you suffer, my pet, the happier I am. It’s as simple as that.”

Kathy swallowed hard, on the verge of tears. She was almost paralyzed with fear.

And also VERY aroused. Her clitoris throbbed and tingled.

”Don’t worry, darling,“ he said cheerfully. “I intend to whip you from head to toe, but I have prepared for your aftercare, of course. Gauze. Lotions. And alcohol.”

”Alcohol? To drink?“ she asked.

”To drink?” he replied with a chuckle. “No, don’t be silly, my darling. The alcohol will be to treat the deep welts I raise on your smooth tender skill. Some of them will be bleeding.”

Kathy allowed herself a whimper, feeling as if she was about to faint.
 
He had that look on his face that told me I was in trouble when he ordered me to strip. When he picked up the rough rope and started tying me up I knew he was in a mood to see me suffer. He was very creative. I couldn't move without causing discomfort to some private area of my body. I don't know how long he left me like that but when he returned and I saw the whip I knew he wanted to hear me scream.
 
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