Pram’s Plaything

Chapter Two: The Fun Truly Begins







“Hurry up,” Pram orders, tugging on the leash. You crawl faster. The floor is made of the same crystal-like substance as the walls. It’s just as smooth and cool as you thought when you first saw it.



Another tug on the leash snaps you back to your senses, and you move forward, watching Pram’s feet. It’s amazing how such delicate-looking feet could be as dangerous as you know they are. Your gaze stays on her feet, unable to be broken. Their beauty, her beauty, is mesmerizing to you. Her ankles are just as dainty as the rest of her, and it almost seems like they shouldn’t be able to support her at all, slender and perfect as they are.



“Well, here we are!” you hear Pram say as you enter a room with carpeted floors. Pram drops the leash and walks away. You hear a slight creaking sound.



“Come over here. Just follow my voice.”



You begin to crawl toward her voice's direction. As soon as her feet come into view, you stop, instinctively knowing that you are not to go any closer to this goddess of young beauty. You dare not look up unbidden.



“Hmm, I guess you have already figured out your place. Very good. Well then, let’s get started.”



With that, her foot brushes against your lips. A powerful urge to suckle on her toes nearly overcomes you, but you resist, knowing what a terrible act it would be to act without permission.



“Okay now, you may pleasure me. It’s rare to find someone who knows how to behave in my presence so well without lots of training...of course, considering what you were like before, it doesn’t really surprise me. Often, the strongest willed person will be the most perfectly submissive once broken. And you were just such a strong-willed little heroine, weren't?” Pram giggles. Your head has trouble making sense of what she says, but it's okay...all that really matters is that she's happy about something about you.



After getting her permission, your tongue lightly brushes against her big toe. Her skin has a slight, subtle sweet taste to it, not like anything you had thought it would be like. You take it and begin to lick it lightly, while sucking just enough to give her pleasure. You then move onto her next, lavishing the same amount of attention on it.



“Mmm. You’re just as good at this as you were at eating my pussy! So I think I’ll let you experience a small amount of my skill.”



With that, her other foot raises up and reaches out, gently brushing one of your nipples. A surge of excitement goes through you. Pram grabs hold of the sensitive nub and rolls it between her toes. After only a few seconds, she pulls her foot away from your chest.



“Okay, that’s enough for now,” Pram comments as she pulls her foot away. “Now then, I want you sit up and spread your legs.”



You do as she commands. She gets off the bed and walks over to a table. Sitting on it is a small box.



“You should consider yourself lucky that you get to see these. I typically reserve them for my own use, or a special guest.”



She opens it up and takes something out. You can't see what it is, because her back is blocking the view. That's okay, though...whatever it is can't be as interesting as the view of her back is. Smooth, perfect pale skin, covered at the top by pure white, silken hair whose every strand demands your attention and admiration. The moment after you let your eyes roam lower, you find it impossible to focus on anything other than her perfect little ass. She turns around, walks back to the bed, and sits down. Now you can see what she got: four odd-looking rings. She puts two on her left foot.



“You were fairly hard to break, one of the toughest heroes I've done so far, so you've shown yourself to be strong enough to withstand two, at the very least,” she says as she slides two of them onto her right foot. She reaches down and flicks some tiny switches. A buzzing sound fills your ears, and you see that Pram’s foot is shaking. In fact, her entire body is shaking. She moans very lightly.



“Now, you’re not...mmm...not allowed to cum until I say so.”



Her foot then reaches out, and one of her toenails very lightly touches your clit. A surge of pleasure shoots through your entire body as the vibrating tip makes contact with your pleasure center, the movement making it beat out a blissful rhythem of taps against it. The need to orgasm hits almost instantly, but through sheer willpower to obey this young goddess, you're able to suppress it. Pram sees the strained look on your face, and a wicked smile appears on her perfect face. She places the toes with the rings on either side of your clit, and she begins to move her toes around . She then slides the other two rings onto her other foot.



“Let’s see if you can stand up to this,” she says, as her other foot reaches out. She places it on one of your breasts and begains to move it in slow, steady circles. The added power of the second set of rings is more than you can stand, and despite your best efforts, you cum instanily. Right away you fear what your mistress is going to do to you for your blatant disobedience.



“Dosent surprise me that that was too much,” Pram says as she pulls her feet away. “It's pretty impressive that a human could last that long at all. But still, you disobeyed, so now it’s time for your punishment!”



Pram removes the rings. Then she slides off the bed. You tremble in fear and shame at not being a better slave to her. She walks over to a wall and flips a switch. Several chains drop from the ceilng.



“Now stand up.”



You do as you're told, keeping your eyes dutifully on the ground. Pram walks over to you. She grabs your hair and drags you a few feet. The pain is intense, but because it’s Pram who’s causing it, it’s actually very enjoyable to you, somehow. It feels almost reassuring, as though, even though unpleasant, it must be deserved and right if she is the one administering it. After a few seconds, you can hear the chains rattle.



“Riase your arms.”



You lift your arms up. You feel cold metal clasp around your wrists. Then you feel the same thing around your ankles, and then you feel something hook into your coller. You hear Pram’s soft footstepes walking away. Then you feel yourself lifting off of the ground. After a few seconds pass, you’re about three feet off the ground. Your arms are hanging above your head, and you can see Pram holding something, but not very clearly. Her fingers move around a few times, and then you feel the chains attached to your ankles moving further to the side, spreading your legs wide apart. They spread so far that you're doing a split. You're apparently not accustomed to this much of a stretch, but you endure the slight discomfort--you want to please Pram as much as you possibly can, and it's not like you have a choice, anyway.



As soon as they're wide open, Pram walks up between your legs. She leans in and sniffs. “Hmm, your pussy’s got a nice scent to it. Let's see if it taste as good.”



You feel her tongue very lightly brush against the outside of your pussy. You feel a moan try to escape your mouth, but you manage to keep it in. Pram starts to lick more, sliding her tongue in deeper than before. It feels amazing, like nothing you’ve ever felt in your life. It’s soft as velvet, warm, and very strong. It delves deeper and deeper, stops, and pulls back. You can see your juices are dripping off her chin.



“Mmm. You do taste just as good as I thought! But now, as I said before, this is punishment.”



She licks her lips clean before walking away. She's gone back to where she got the rings. She pulls out two dildos. One of them is double-ended.



“Now, I’m sure that you’ll love what I have in mind. Not that it matters if you don't.”



She walks back over to you . “Now then, first, since you're soooo wet, I won’t have to use any lube for this,” she says, holding up the double-ended dildo. She places it against the outside of your pussy and pulls it along a few times, making sure that it's well coated.



“Now then, this first.” She lifts up the dildo that has not yet been used, and jams it into your pussy as deep as it can go. You tremble from the pleasurable penetration. She places the double-ended one at the entrance of your ass. She presses forward very slightly on it. You can feel a strange pressure. It’s almost painful, but at the same time, it’s one of the most pleasurable things you could ever imagine, the intense feeling of it transformed into pleasure by the bliss your pussy is pulsing with. As you swim in a sea of pleasure, the toy goes in deeper, until half of it is inside you. You squirm slightly, despite your best efforts not to. The feeling of having the toy in your ass is just too strange, and you try to move your hands, intending to pull it free, but the chains hold them tightly in place.



“That looks uncomfortable! How about I add to that?”



Pram snaps her fingers, and some girl with long red hair walks in, holding a footstool. She sets it down before leaving the room. Pram gets onto the footstool, needing the height boost. She grins evilly as she inches herself forward ever so slightly onto the double-ended dildo. With every small movement she makes, you can feel it twitch around inside of you. Against your will, your muscles clench hard, pulling the toy in slightly deeper.



“Well, if you're so eager, then I’ll just go ahead and give you what you want.”



And with, that she pushes her hips forward until the toy is filling her as well. She waits a few seconds to enjoy the look on your face before she begins to pump her hips. The dildo pulls out very slightly, only to be pushed back in again. She keeps pumping away. She reaches up with one of her hands and scratches your clit hard, almost hard enough to draw blood. As the feelings of all three things happening at once hit you, you lose control and cum again.



“Go ahead and cum as many times as you want, because I’m not going to stop until I’m fully satisfied!”



Finally, after what feels like an hour to you, Pram stops. Her face contorts in pleasure as she’s hit by an orgasm.

With a few last pumps, she causes you to orgasm again for the twentieth time. She pulls away, leaving the toys in place, while you hang limply, all energy gone, a pleasurable wreck.



“I’m going to take a littlie nap. Don’t disturb me.”



And with that, she walks over to her bed, her thighs still drenched with both her own cum and yours. You're too exhausted now to even have the energy to appreciate those slender, glistening young thighs. As you hang there exhausted and sore, darkness starts to overtake your mind, until you fall into a deep sleep.



After what could have been hours, you wake up. Without thinking, you stretch out, causing the chains to rattle loudly. You look to the bed. Pram is still there, looking peaceful and beautiful, the epitome of angelic young grace mixed with impish sexual desire. Not for the first time, you find yourself utterly entranced by her fresh beauty. She then stirs slightly, before sitting up.



“So, you're awake now. I suppose that I should let you down.”



She walks over and undoes the clasp around your ankles, causing a sudden shift in weight. It causes an intense pain in your arms, but Pram then removes the clasps around your wrists, dropping you to the ground slightly. When you hit the ground, a pain shoots up your back for a few seconds, but you don’t say anything.



“Stand up. I’ve got something I want you to wear.”



Fighting the pain, you obey her command. She pulls out both of the dildos and drops them to the ground, before she snaps her fingers. The woman who first acted as you guide walks in. Her body has several large red welts, like she’s been beaten. She is holding what looks like a chastity belt.



“You're quite a lot of fun...definitely one my best sex slaves yet. This is to make sure that no one else ever gets to play with you, not even yourself,” Pram explains as the piece of steel is strapped around your waist. “The inside of both sides are lined with special razor blades that will cut anyone other than me.”



As she closes the lock, it is clear that you are now and forever the sole property of Overlord Pram, her own personal plaything until the end of time. And, tough a job as this may be, you couldn't be happier.





Sorry to anyone who read this story but it took a long time for me to do this story because I’m a guy and writing from a girls point of view like this was rather hard but I hope that the wait was worth it I wanted to make this longer but I just couldn’t do any better than this