"it Is My Home And I Make The Rules"

She was a tall thin nordic woman from Iceland...and she told me to undress  before coming into her home..She said "Bad habits have a way of multiplying so...we should start off by being very obedient"  She handed me wrist and ankle cuffs with rings  to put on. She remained  dressed and then guided me upstairs ...a very narrow  stairway, I behind her, my face inches from her behind. she stopped midway and said "Yes you may if you wish" and I did rub my face against her behind taking the time to smell her. "You will become very familar with my behind Elliot of that I assure you."  In her finished attic she had many implements hanging,  and they all looked very menacing  to say the least. I felt quite certain she would not hesitate to use them in a very sadistic manner if I displeased her in any way.  "Elliot to begin with I like to set the standard quite high so you will always know where you stand..or  ...maybe in your case kneel" She walked over to the white medical cabinet and took out a small  box...and placed it on a table, then fastened the cuff rings to a chain and pulled my arms up high, My ankles were pulled wide apart and the cuffs were fastened to rings in the floor..she then pulled onver a stool on wheels and sat in front of me smiling. "See Elliot you belong to me now!" She took a pair of old panties and said "open your mouth Elliot."  She opened the box and held it so I could look inside...there were many shiny sterile needles capped in plastic. "Do you like the needles Elliot.." she asked..."You see I have learned men are lazy when it comes to showing a woman respect, they need to be properly motivated, So Elliot for the next  few minutes Im goin to motivate you."  She uncapped a needle and held it up close to my face...then lifted my testicle sac...stretching the scrotum out. She placed the needle agsinst the flesh and slowly pushed it through, . she smiled at me, "oh my  you  dont like that do you? Wiat til we get started on your penis.." For  some time she used the needles on my genitals, carefully  selecting soft  flesh to pierce, and taking a moment to admire each painful insertion.  She took the panties ou tof my mouth, and her face so close to mine so I inhaled her  her breath as she spoke "So now  you must decide Elliot..have I motivated you ..or should we continue?" ..she  took a cloth and poured alcohol on it then bathed the sore penis and ball sac..I could feel the strong alcohol burning the sensitive flesh."If I told you to get on your knees and  lick my commode clean...would you be a good boy?...she looked up at me waiting. "Yes Miss... please Miss may I lick your commode clean...?"  I was breathless as I answered ..She waited...then said.."Are you sure you want to Elliot...because we have plenty of needles here...so if you are not sure...?"   I was shaking.."Miss I ll do anything you say..anything ..?:"

Dearelliot Dearelliot
66-70, M
Mar 10, 2010