The air in the room was still and heavy with Mahir’s desperation. His attempt to get a reaction by serving her without permission was a mistake. To him it was a gamble. To Elara it was wrong. She woke up fast. In one quick move she used his own weight to flip him over. With a sharp twist of her leg she threw him backward onto the bed. Before he knew it she was on top of him. She sat right on his chest. Her legs squeezed his sides hard. She pinned him down. She was on top. She stayed on top the whole time.

She looked down at him with cold eyes. She grabbed his dark hair and pulled his head up hard. She said one order in a flat voice. "Beg me to punish your cock."

Mahir’s eyes went wide. A deep red flush came over his face. Not from shame. From pure happy need. A big smile broke across his face. "Please master," he whispered. "Punish my cock. Hurt it for you."

He opened his legs wide under her. His body shook with excitement. "Please master," he begged again. "Make my cock leak for you. Make it hurt so good."

Elara stared at his full giving up. Her long sleep was over. The hard work of breaking him had begun. She would keep him under her the whole night. She stood up for one second. Her iron chain clinked. But she climbed right back on top of him. She sat on his chest again. Her weight pushed him flat.

She picked up things from the table. A heavy silk sash. A long leather belt. Two thin sharp pins from her hair. A small candle and matches. A bottle of hot oil. A hard wooden brush with stiff hairs. The glowing blue gemstone. She put them all on the bed next to him. Then she sat heavier on his chest. She was on top. Full control.

Mahir turned over fast. He pressed his face into the pillows. His back was tight. Elara tied his wrists to the bed with the silk sash. The knots were very tight. He could not move his hands.

She sat on his lower back now. Her legs squeezed him. She folded the leather belt. She brought it down hard on his thighs. Crack! The red mark rose fast. Mahir took a sharp breath.

Crack! Crack! Crack! She hit him again and again. Hard steady hits on his thighs. On his bottom. On his back. His skin turned hot and red. Sweat ran down him. His muscles shook under her. But he stayed quiet. He loved her on top.

She put the belt down. She picked up the wooden brush. She sat higher on his back. She brushed his skin hard. Up and down. The stiff hairs scraped and stung. She brushed his back. His arms. The back of his legs. Red dots covered him. His body jerked under her weight. His tail lashed but he did not move.

His cock grew harder. It leaked clear drops on the sheets. He whispered, "My cock leaks for you master. It hurts so good."

She lit the candle. She tipped it over his back. Hot wax dripped down. Drip. Drip. It burned his skin. Mahir’s body bucked under her. A small whine tried to escape but he bit the pillow.

She dropped more wax. Lines down his spine. Spots on his bottom. The wax cooled but the burn stayed. She was still on top. Her legs kept him flat.

She put the candle away. She poured hot oil on her hands. She rubbed it hard over the wax and the brush marks. The oil made his skin burn hotter. It mixed the pain. His breath came fast. His cock leaked more on the sheets.

She reached for the glowing blue gemstone. She pressed it on his inner thigh. The gem glowed bright. Magic waves hit him. Pain and pleasure mixed inside his body. His hips tried to push up but her weight held him down.

Mahir gasped. "My cock needs you so bad. It throbs for your touch."

She moved the gem higher. She pressed it on his spine right under her bottom. The magic grew stronger. His cock twitched hard. More clear liquid leaked out.

She climbed higher. She sat right on his lower back again. Her full weight pressed down. She leaned forward. Her chest touched his oiled back. Her hands went around his neck. She let him feel her calm heartbeat. She was on top. She owned every breath he took.

She sat up. She tore a long strip from her silk robe. She made him turn over on his back. She sat on his chest again. She tied the silk strip tight around the base of his hard cock. It squeezed hard. It trapped the blood. His cock stood up dark red and throbbing. He could not finish no matter how much he needed to.

His cock ached. It leaked drops that ran down the side. He whispered, "It hurts so much master. My cock is full for you."

She stood up for one second. Then she climbed right back on top. She sat on his belly. Her legs squeezed his sides. She took the two thin sharp pins. She pressed one into the skin of his chest. Not too deep. Just enough to sting and stay. A tiny drop of blood came out. Mahir’s eyes went wide. The pain shot through him.

She put the second pin on the other side of his chest. Then she took more pins. She put one on each of his nipples. The sharp points made them hard and sore. She put one on his belly. She put the last one on the soft skin right next to his balls. Each pin made his body shake harder. Each pin made his cock twitch under the tight silk strip. The need grew bigger and bigger.

His cock jumped. It leaked more. He whispered, "The pins make my cock want to explode. Please master."

She picked up the gemstone again. She pressed it right between the pins on his chest. The magic made every pain ten times stronger. At the same time it made his cock feel ten times more full. Waves of hurt and want crashed inside him. His back tried to arch but she sat heavy on his belly. She was on top. She controlled it all.

She took the wooden brush again. She brushed over the pins and the wax spots. It pulled and stung worse than before. She brushed his thighs. She brushed very close to his cock. Mahir breathed so fast. Tears ran from his eyes but his face showed pure joy.

He whispered, "The brush burns my skin and my cock leaks even more." 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

She picked up the belt again. She sat on his chest now. She hit his thighs ten more times. Crack! Crack! Each hit made the pins move and hurt more. Each hit made the wax crack and pull at his skin. His cock jumped with every strike.

She poured the cold water jug all over his body. The ice cold hit the hot oiled skin and the wax and the pin holes. His body jerked hard under her. His cock throbbed from the sudden cold.