[18+] Pandemonium 1915 - Post-Practice Fun~

Rays of sunlight filter through the half-closed curtains of Dolores's room on the first floor of the inn. The tall, crimson-haired woman is lounging in her armchair, taking slow drags off a cigarette. She's dressed in a leather leotard, a harness around her hips, and a nun's headpiece. She is taking a small breather, after having carried an unconscious woman all the way to her room. Earlier, she and Thea had a quick spar - and I do mean quick. Dolores's life-draining embrace was too much for Thea, instantly knocking her out cold. Dolores first provided some first aid to make sure that Thea would be fine upon waking up, then decided that such a pretty lady as Thea would deserve some extra fun. Thea is currently laid out on Dolores's bed, having been stripped down to her underwear, with her clothes folded neatly on a small pile on the nightstand. For the real fun to begin, Dolores wants her subject to be awake and preferably enthusiastically consenting.

The last moments that Thea could recall was that of raising her obscenely spiked shield.. only for a simple brush of her opponent’s bare hand to prove enough to exhaust her, being brought into a tender embrace before fully passing out to the magics of her opponent. But now.. she stirred. Not in a cot in some shithole of an infirmary deep in the ass of the Bulwark district but instead in quite the luxurious bed..? Did she die and reincarnate as some noble lady? No. The disappointing reality sunk in as she glanced at her ever rough and calloused hands and her vision was fucked as ever. And—. Was she naked? She was basically naked. Thea’s mind blazed intensely as she processed the fact she was only dressed in her underwear. An alertness overtook her. She jolted upwards and rolled off the side of the bed before fixing her one good eye onto her opponent who was seemingly enjoying this flustered state. “You..! What is this? Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t smash your teeth in?” She staggered to her feet, away from her crouched position and raised her fists. Despite her violent threat, it was only natural to exercise such wariness within Havengarde.

Dolores takes a drag of her cigarette, calm and composed even as she's threatened. "Why indeed?~" She chuckles lightly, with a surprisingly cheerful expression. She remains seated, comfortable in her position and completely self-assured that she needn't worry about Thea attacking her. "Look, girl. I could've violated you while you were out, in ways much worse than stripping you. And I'm sure many others in my place would take great delight in using that frankly beautiful body of yours. But I thought I'd extend you the courtesy of letting you make a choice." She lazily crosses one leg over the other, and looks into Thea's eyes with a piercing, disarming gaze. As if she's looking straight into her soul. "Option one . Take your clothes and other belongings, get dressed, and leave my room. Option two. Stay, and we can have some fun together for tonight.~" "Name's Dolores, by the way. Friends also call me Lori. For tonight, if you stay, you can call me Mistress.~" She winks at Thea.

There was an undeniable truth in the fact that so much worse could’ve been done to her. She had seen girls have their lives ruined by thugs who wanted a simple night of fun and inflicted their senselessly debauched fetishes upon them. It was awful. Thea’s hostile stance softened as she mused over her options. A night of pleasure in a room far nicer than her regular lodgings or be booted out into the street? Well, it wasn’t really much of a decision. She decided that she would stay - though she certainly wouldn’t make it easy. She had to recover some face despite the utterly humiliating defeat she had suffered in the arena. “Fine, I’ll stay. But you’re gonna have to put in some work if you’re going to have me calling you any funny names.” She snorted, imagining just how ludicrous it’d be to hear herself calling someone ‘mistress’. Utterly ridiculous, really. At least, that was what she thought for now. Thea didn’t know to what extent of activities she was signing up for.

Dolores grins - there's something almost predatory about her smile. Thea really is a good catch - a brat that needs to be shown her place is always fun. Especially once she's been properly broken into a good little whimpering slut.~ Now, Dolores doesn't want to do anything to Thea that won't be fun for the both of them. So, she decides to bide her time, and open the night with something nice and simple, then slowly build up to kinkier stuff.~ "Oh, don't worry your pretty little head, I intend to absolutely earn that title in your eyes.~" She slowly stands up, and whispers a few words in Sylvan while tracing a sigil in the air with the burning end of her cigarette - a spell. A pinkish, glowing aura of lust surrounds her, and her eyes glow a soft pink. She then confidently walks up to Thea, places a hand under her chin, and holds her in place as she captures her lips in a slow, deep kiss. Her other hand gently runs along Thea's side, tracing her curves, before moving to her stomach, where Dolores feels up the girl's abs.

All Thea felt like doing was rolling her eyes as Dolores muttered something about 'earning' that title of 'mistress'. She even held herself back from chuckling at the notion. But by the time she refocused her attention back to Dolores they were right in front of her! She picked up on the sudden shift of colour in her newfound partner's eyes and- She was kissed? Thea's eyes widened as she realised she was pulled into quite the deep and surprisingly intimate kiss. She did little in the way to resist Dolores' hands sliding down her sides as they seemingly built up a mental image of her body. Thea couldn't help but tense up as she felt that hand brush over her stomach and down near her abdomen, tracing over the defined muscles and wandering past a few formidable-looking scars that decorated her body. But it was almost pitifully clear to Dolores that Thea was already craving more..! Her thighs trembled slightly as a burning need slowly overtook the poor warrior. She tried masking such trembles by pressing her thighs together, left only in silent anticipation as she built up fantasies - though she would rather die than confess any of them to this stranger.

Dolores's soft tongue delicately slides against the inside of Thea's mouth, gently caressing everything it can touch. The kiss tastes like fire, and cigarette smoke, and expensive wine. Her tongue feels hot to the touch, warming up everywhere it slides against. Dolores holds it for a while, before gently pulling back, still face to face with Thea. A satisfied smile creeps up on her face. "Mmm, good girl.~" One hand still explores Thea's body - and it feels just as hot as her tongue did during that kiss. Slowly, Dolores slides that hand up to Thea's chest, and slips under her bra to touch her left breast directly. She gently squeezes the soft mound as her thumb rubs against Thea's nipple. Then, Dolores whispers another spell. In addition to her touch feeling pleasurably hot, her thumb now also starts vibrating - directly against Thea's nipple at that. Dolores watches the girl's reaction with a dominant smile, and takes another drag of her cigarette. "You're so fit.~" Dolores presses her still-vibrating thumb against her nipple. "So strong.~" She squeezes and kneads her breast, keeping her thumb on her nipple. "So vulnerable.~" She reaches behind Thea with her free hand, and unclasps her bra, letting it fall to the ground and fully reveal the girl's breasts.

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A blush blazed across Thea’s face as she felt her newfound partner’s tongue start to explore and touch everything it can inside her mouth. All the while Thea was left to savour the rich taste - as if it were a fine vintage, picking up notes of smokiness, wine and fire. And as Dolores pulled back, Thea just sat there somewhat stupefied by what just happened, her mouth left agape. Her breath shook as she felt a hand slowly slide up to her chest, the warmth seeming to match that of Dolores’ tongue! Thea couldn’t help but shudder in light pleasure under the touch. Especially so as it started to slip beneath her bra and began to start thumbing and pressing at her nipple. Involuntarily, a soft moan slipped free past Thea’s lips as the thumb began to.. vibrate? Was this magic? Thoughts began to race through her mind before it was simply silenced in the wake of Dolores speaking. Thea’s attention seemed to hang onto every word, every pregnant pause. With the praises done with, Dolores then moved to start groping and cusping Thea’s breasts, their thumb pressing down all the harder and the vibrations intensifying..! Thea squirmed in place, her thighs pressing together and her eyes fluttering as she lost herself beneath the myriad of blissful sensations. Indeed, such a strong warrior was left shaking so much after just a few caresses. It was enlightening to Thea to realise how vulnerable she truly was. Before she could think to let out some snarky reply, a swift motion from Dolores unclasped Thea’s bra. Words fumbled out from Thea as her breasts simply spilled free, liberated from their fabric confines. Thea’s first instinct was to try and cover up her now-exposed bosom with her arms.. but she seemed to stop herself halfway, making eye contact with Dolores before simply lowering them, allowing Dolores complete access to her chest~. But she refused to dignify the decision with words - Thea wanted more but she refused to simply speak those desires aloud.

Dolores gives Thea's breast one more squeeze, then pulls back, no longer touching Thea - giving her just a moment's break, to build some anticipation. The girl is very clearly needy, and yet too proud to admit it. Dolores licks her lips, a predatory smile returning to her expression as she regards the almost-naked woman standing before her. That ample chest is eye candy to Dolores... she wants to do so much to every part of Thea's naked body. Thankfully, the night is still young and full of opportunity. Thea seemed to enjoy her burning touch... Maybe she can move on to something in that vein. "Be a good girl and endure for me, okay? I'll give you a reward if you do.~" She presses the burning end of her cigarette into the side of one of Thea's breasts, putting it out on her and leaving a small burn behind. She then discards her cigarette, and gently traces a finger along the mark of soot and burnt skin she's left behind on Thea's breast. "Now, take off your panties too, and get into the bed.~" She firmly orders her, giving a light slap on the side of her breast for some extra motivation. She goes over to sit on the side of the bed, watching Thea expectantly. (edited)

Thea groaned as Dolores squeezed her breast firmly once more before pulling their hand away. Thea watched in anticipation, waiting almost eagerly for their next move, losing herself in Dolores’ hungry expression which seemed to fixate on the plentiful bounty that was her chest. ‘Be a good girl’, that was what she was told to do. She moved to nod but she froze, her body tensing as a sudden searing pain jabbed right into the side of her breast. It was hot..! So hot- it hurt! A maelstrom of thoughts whirled in Thea’s head. But.. despite the pain there was just something so inexplicably hot about what had just happened. Thea snapped back to attention as Dolores jabbed a finger right against the soot, the pain acting to focus the barbarian. Her next orders were given and received loud and clear. Strip. As if more motivation was needed, her other breast received some love through the form of a couple light slaps, as if to urge Thea forwards. Obediently she would hook her fingers around the rim of her panties before simply yanking them down and off her ankles before tossing them aside. Now she was truly and fully left exposed. Every inch available for Dolores’ inspection and perusal.

Dolores watches Thea obediently strip, and smiles proudly. Such a good girl indeed, following orders as she should.~ Dolores then pulls her into the bed, and smiles sweetly as she affixes leather cuffs around her wrists and ankles, while her hands roam along her arms, legs, and body, gently tracing her curves and giving her goosebumps. "So pretty~ I wonder how much prettier you'll look with whip marks and burn marks. We'll find out tonight, together.~" She speaks in a gentle yet firm tone. When hr fingers inevitably brush against Thea's labia, Dolores makes them vibrate, and gently rubs its outside for a moment before stopping and moving on. "So, if at any moment you want to be let out, just snap your fingers twice. Understood?~" She gives her a soft slap on the ass, and then moves to connect her wrist cuffs to her ankle cuffs, and then each wrist-ankle pair to a spreader bar. At the same time, she positions Thea with her face down and ass up on the bed.

With her underwear now discarded to the floor, Thea found herself suddenly tugged down into the soft fabrics of the bed. She allowed herself to be manipulated as leather cuffs were gently affixed to her wrists and ankles. With them sufficiently bound, Dolores couldn't seem to help themselves before starting to create a mental image of Thea's body, their touch seeming to reinforce whatever image they had conjured forth in their mind's eye. Such delicate touching simply left Thea shuddering, her body bristling with goosebumps as she simply yearned for more. Only now, her arms were bound. As she tried to move them she forgot about the cuffs which provided quite stern resistance. Only.. now that she was securely binded, Dolores seemed more confident in unveiling their more kinkier plans. Burns..? Whips? ..But there was of course an underlying reassurance in the form of a safe word. ..or something close to it, anyhow. And for being such a good girl, for listening Thea got ample vibrations pressed directly against her clit. She twitched and moaned, her body contorting around the bindings and cuffs for as long as Dolores kept her fingers pressed against Thea's labia. But with a soft pat on the butt, it seemed things would progress further. Thea helplessly watched as her wrist and ankle cuffs were connected.. before then spreader bars were thrown into the mix, ensuring she couldn't even wrench her legs shut. Useful really, considering how much strength laid in Thea's muscles. Still, Thea couldn't help but whine somewhat as she was positioned face-down and ass-up. It was humiliating..! "Do.. must you really put me in such an exposed position..?" She stuttered.

"Exposed to whom, really?~" Dolores giggles and takes advantage of this pose to give Thea a proper spank on the ass, with some actual force behind it. She watches it bounce with a satisfied expression. She then speaks up again, spanking Thea once with each word she says, alternating which cheek she hits each time. "Someone's feeling embarrassed?~ I'm the only one who gets to see you like this, pet.~" She stops the spanking, and her fingers all begin to magically vibrate again as she caresses Thea's labia, perineum, and anus, delicately touching and toying with her most sensitive parts. She deliberately keeps Thea in a state of arousal, ensuring that she can't quite think straight. "Unless, of course, you'd prefer being shown off. But that's for another night, after a longer conversation~" While keeping one hand right on Thea's pussy, Dolores moves to look at her face to face. "Now, listen to me. You're a good girl, and good girls follow the orders of their mistress.~" Her gaze and voice have a hypnotic quality to them, and Thea can feel her head spinning. "Submit to my will, let yourself experience the pleasure of servitude for tonight.~" Thea can try to resist, or she can let Dolores hypnotize her completely.

Thea didnt seem to respond to Dolores' question. The answer was pretty self-evident regarding 'whom', but it seemed - to Thea at least - that her silence prompted Dolores to start taking ample advantage of this restrained position Thea was now in. A harsh spank decorated her rear, causing the barbarian to tense, surprised by the sudden sensation. The cuffs and spreaders seemed to hold even against involuntary bursts of strength. Thea seemed to hang onto each word Dolores spoke, though each word also came with a firm smack .. but each smack delivered a delightful stinging sensation in its wake. Stumbling over her words, they didnt seem to be able to leave her throat as Dolores dragged a vibrating finger right across the most sensitive regions of Thea. She blushed furiously as she was rendered so incapable and helpless with just a touch, it was almost humiliating just how easy it was. Then, in a sudden shift of pace Thea's eyes widened as Dolores suddenly moved herself, so their face was inches away from Thea's. Thea.. found herself entranced. Of course there was resistance - it was only natural.. but it was subconscious resistance. Thea was already quite disarmed. And as such.. Dolores felt as their enchantments seemed to properly sink into Thea. A heavier weight of arousal seemed to bear itself down onto Thea as the magic worked its way through her. Now she would truly be obedient to her newfound mistress' whims. "I.. I understand, Mistress~."

"Good girl!!!" Dolores praises her, playfully ruffles Thea's hair, and gives her headpats, as if she were a simple pet. With the enchantments settling into Thea's thoughts, Dolores uses them to start molding Thea's mind, making sure that not only would she be obedient, but that she would find delight and pleasure in servitude. Ensuring that for the rest of the night, complete unquestioning obedience would directly make Thea feel good. After all, that's where her rightful place is ~ under the heel of her betters, a good, submissive little toy. This hypnotic work is further reinforced by Dolores still using her vibrating, pleasurably hot fingers on Thea's weak spots, focusing more and more on her clit as time goes on; Dolores aims to make the girl climax just from that, it seems. At the same time, in preparation for some more fun she intends to have with her new toy later in the night, Dolores snaps her fingers and magically lights a few candles on the nightstand next to her bed.

With the praise and ruffling of her hair.. the magic induced great sensations of bliss. Each ruffling motion was another twang of euphoric sensations that rocked its way across Thea's body as well as further reinforcing the hold the enchantments had over her mind. It all just felt so /right/. So perfect and fitting.. a woman like her was truly meant to serve and take pleasure in their duties. And being a good girl and receiving the praise of their betters was certainly part of those duties. Even if it meant kissing and licking the boots of her superiors, Thea felt like she would do almost anything to garner such praise. As a further reward, seemingly to hook Thea further into this spiral of depravity, Dolores' fingers seemed to heat up as the vibrations intensified, brushing across her anus to Thea's slit. Repeating the motions until naturally resting their finger over the barbarian's clit. It was definitely effectively, Thea squirmed and writhed in pleasure beneath Dolores' touch, her moans echoing off the walls until-- Until Thea came. Great pulsing waves of orgasmic bliss surged through Thea's body, far more potently than the sensations that reinforced her behaviour. Thea came her heart out, squirting messily across the sheets whilst truly putting the cuffs and spreader bars to the test. Her muscles held such strength.. enough to cause the spreaders to groan from the stress exerted. ..but Thea's orgasm would die down. And so too would the stress upon the bars. They would remain intact, for now.

"Good girl, cumming for your mistress.~" Dolores smiles in satisfaction as she watches Thea squirm and moan on the bed, struggling against her restraints in orgasmic pleasure. She makes a mental note to get some proper chains and manacles, metal restraints that'll be able to hold her much more securely, with no fear for her to break out of them by accident. All through Thea's orgasm, Dolores continues to toy with her clit and folds, keeping her nice and pleasured through her entire climax. And then she slowly winds her down, slowing down her movements and finally pulling away, her hand drenched in Thea's squirt. She gives her a couple strong spanks with that hand, which make nice wet slapping noises. And then, she lets Thea simply bask in the warm afterglow of her orgasm, while she steps away, outside of Thea's already limited field of vision, to prepare something else. Thea hears noises of zippers coming undone, garments being shuffled, and buckles clicking into place. Once she comes back into view, Dolores has taken off her black leather leotard, leaving her mostly naked aside from her boots and headdress. Around her hips, she wears a series of straps, on which she has attached a rather large dildo. "Now, pet, which hole of yours to fuck first... I think your pretty little mouth. But first, let's get you a collar~" She wraps a leather collar around Thea's throat, and clasps it shut. It fits snugly around her neck, a constant reminder of her rightful place. Then, Dolores gets back onto the bed, sitting back against the headboard. She pulls Thea close, so the girl lays between Dolores's legs, facing towards her. Thea is left with her ass up, her dripping pussy now completely exposed to the cool air of the room. And in this position, Dolores positions the dildo against Thea's mouth, and slowly pushes into her.

Through her orgasm, Thea was riding a constant high - Dolores saw to it that her pleasure was maximised, their magical hands focused squarely on Thea's clit and tender folds. Messily, Thea coated those wonderful hands with lewd fluids, leaving them completely drenched. But now.. she simply spent a few minutes just basking in the simple afterglow of the experience. With a few extra slaps on her cunt, Thea enjoyed that last extra 'kick' before Dolores stepped out of view. And it was in that time, Dolores spent time stripping, preparing various tools and props. But Thea paid little mind to it. Obedient girls didn't pry into the affairs of their betters. They simply did as they were told. Such a line of thought felt so natural. So right~. But eventually Dolores would step back - mostly nude but now equipped with a harness around his waist, with quite the prominent dildo attached. Thea's eyes widened and her heart raced at the sight. But she couldn't move. She couldn't resist. And.. she didn't feel like she wanted to. Her eyes were fixated over the large rod, watching it sway and bounce with each movement Dolores made or with the sudden turn of the hips. Thea parted her mouth, as if to speak to try and voice her opinion. But it was unnecessary, Dolores already had their heart sold on breaking in Thea's throat first. And with a few swift movements, Dolores would manage to attach a leather collar quite snugly around Thea's neck. It was tight enough to be present on Thea's mind, but not enough to start choking out Thea. And with her position firmly reminded, Thea watched as her mistress adjusted herself to seat herself up against the headboard before then having herself being pulled forward, right between Dolores' legs. One moment the strap-on loomed over Thea's face. And in the next.. Thea found it pushing right into her mouth. She blushed furiously, desperate to masturbate but her cunt was simply left untouched. Exposed. Another layer of excitement.

Dolores is very intentionally leaving Thea's dripping, sensitive pussy completely untouched yet exposed. She wants Thea to internalize both how dependent on her mistress she is for pleasure, and how completely defenseless and vulnerable she is. Besides, this also helps build anticipation for Thea. After all, her mouth isn't the only hole that Dolores will be fucking tonight.~ As she sits on the bed, she holds Thea's head with both hands, and slowly forces the collared, restrained girl to take more and more of the dildo into her mouth, until the full length is hilted completely into her mouth and touching the back of her throat. "Such a good girl, taking me so well~" Dolores praises once more, then lets go of Thea. "Now, worship me, pet.~" She commands, simply. "Fuck your own throat and worship with your tongue.~" Her words carry a hypnotic authority; it simply feels like the natural order of things for Thea to obediently follow her mistress's every word. While Thea follows those orders, Dolores reaches over to the nightstand, and picks up a candle. She holds it over Thea's exposed back - and it's not long before the first drop of hot melted wax lands on her bare skin. It stings and burns, hot enough to hurt, but in a fun way. And even before Thea can process the feeling of one drop of wax on her, a second one comes, lighting her nerves on fire all over again. Then a third, and a fourth. Dolores lazily moves the candle about, slowly covering Thea's back in the red wax.

Thea could at best maybe sway her hips, but the linked wrist and ankle cuffs made it difficult to do it in a particularly convincing manner. Regardless, Thea had more pressing matters at hand. She felt her head slowly be pressed further and further down until her lips pressed at the base of the dildo, brushing over her mistress' crotch. And now that she could manage to take the dick, Dolores seemed to release her hold and simply shower her in praise. The praise alone was enough to stir Thea's loins, her pussy ached with arousal, only amplifying Thea's need to shake her hips. Something.. anything would suffice as an outlet to let loose this pent up desire. But still, Dolores chose not to satisfy such an urge for the moment. Instead - the task at hand was devotion. Thea found herself compelled to start sucking greedily upon the dildo, as if it would pump a heavy load of cum into her. Thea would start to move her head, bobbing up and down, putting her tongue to work on the underside of the toy and sincerely tried to treat it as if it were a dick. Up and down~ up and down her head would bob in a constantly repetitive motion. And, it seemed such monotony was destined to be broken as Dolores produced one of the lit candles that was set aside, lifting it up and lazily hovering it over Thea's back. The barbarian was utterly oblivious to this. ..up until the first drop of wax dropped onto her back. Thea's eyes widened and a muffled groan escaped her. But.. after the initial surprise and the singing pain, there was qualities of excitement and pleasure to be derived. But before Thea could even linger any longer on the sensation, a second drop then a third, fourth, fifth--

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Lazily Dolores seemed to keep waving that candle, allowing the wax to errantly drop and spill. Some drops even managing to reach as far as Thea's butt. But oddly - at least for Thea - this seemed to stimulate her. To delight and titilate her senses as she indulged in such new forms of depravity. Her senses were alight as pain turned to pleasure, distracting enough for Thea to stall in her efforts to dutifully suck off her mistress' strap-on. But still, Thea tried her best to keep up, earnestly devoting herself to the task of worship.

She has a rather smug expression on her face as she watches Thea devote herself to the task at hand so eagerly, so unquestioningly. She really is a good girl - fully compliant and submissive. Dolores continues to slowly drip hot wax over Thea's back, letting some drops land on her ass, which is still tender and sensitive from the earlier spanking. She can tell that it's only driving Thea's arousal and neediness even higher. But the girl needs to be taught patience.~ So, for a long while, Dolores simply keeps letting Thea worship the toy in her throat, while covering her back in hot wax. Finally, after what feels like at least an hour, Dolores pulls out, and instead places an open-mouth gag on Thea. "There. That'll keep your mouth nice and open, as it should be at all times~ You should always be ready to be used like a good little fuck hole.~" She also puts away the candle, and moves behind Thea, where Thea can feel the tip of the dildo being teased against her folds. As a reward for her patience, Dolores slooooowly pushes the full length into the restrained barbarian, letting her feel every inch.

Still, the hot sensations of wax dripping onto Thea's back was enough for her to involuntarily move, her body tensing and squirming as she adjusted to it all. But despite the initial hot sting, waves of pleasure seemed to radiate shortly afterwards. There was a further layer of unspoken satisfaction as Thea found herself willingly allowing herself to be subjected to this. To start accepting her place.. it was nice. It was where she belonged. However, Thea found her attention somewhat divided between dutifully sucking off the strap-on, the stinging and pleasure from the wax and the subsequent pleasure she got from accepting this submissive role. It was overwhelming-- yet she still made a diligent effort to try and do her best, that much she could do. ..though her quality of sucking grew ever-sloppy with time. Yet it would seem that was enough as Dolores eventually pulled back and pulled Thea's head up. In one swift motion, before Thea could react a gag was slapped onto her mouth, keeping it nice and accessible for Dolores. And so too did the candles go away. It would seem that Dolores deigned it necessary that Thea's attention was solely rapt on what was to come next. Thea's eyes widened as Dolores repositioned themselves, their dildo slowly brushing up against her tender folds. Thea let out a muffled groan as she then proceeded to arch her back and try to wriggle her butt backwards in some faint attempt to penetrate herself onto that dildo. Regardless of her impatience, Dolores proceeded to press their hips forwards, slowly.. teasingly.. inch. by. inch.. Thea mewled softly, her breath shaking and eyes fluttering as she adjusted to the feeling of the dildo pressing inwards. Truly the weight of arousal began to weigh on Thea as all she could seem to think about was wanting /more/ or how best to serve Dolores.

Once she's fully hilted inside Thea, Dolores starts to thrust inside Thea. Her pace starts off fast, and she only increases how quickly and powerfully she fucks Thea's pussy with every passing moment. It's not long before she's brutally slamming into the restrained girl again and again. "Be a good girl and take it~" She coos, and starts harshly spanking her ass again, reinforcing a mental link between pain and pleasure in Thea's mind - making the submissive girl into even more of a masochist. And she has no intention of stopping this for a long while; she wants Thea to experience multiple orgasms like this: collared, gagged, restrained, and being used like a living sex doll.

With the strap-on now fully hilted, Thea took the brief moment she was given to just.. revel in the sensation. Focusing her attention solely on that artifical rod, its shape, thickness, length.. And then the small lull was broken as Dolores began to start forcibly thrusting their hips. Fast..! So fast Dolores thrusted, almost heedless of whatever pain was caused from the rough treatment. But ultimately such abuse was being rewarded with little more than compliments and a powerful enchantment magic that rewired Thea's brain to find pleasure in such pain. Submission simply became second-nature to the barbarian as she couldn't help but /crave/ more. Each spank of the ass, each jubilant word of praise from her mistress. Thea simply yearned for more. Thea resolved herself; her goal was now to please. Even despite the fierce bindings and restrictions placed upon her body, Thea did as much as she could to warrant every single compliment and reward Dolores could provide. And in such a compliant spirit, Thea rocked and rolled her hips, doing her best to try and match Dolores' wild rhythm and confer whatever pleasure she could back to her mistress. Again and again, waves of potent pleasure washed over Thea before she found herself now succumbing wholly. Orgasm after orgasm began to hit her. Even if Thea wanted to, she couldn't escape with the plethora of restraints. So she took it all, just as her mistress commanded. Drowning in an ocean of euphoria as she rode each climax. She truly wanted to be a good girl.

Dolores moans softly, her movements causing the base of the toy to rub against her clit as she keeps fucking Thea - and giving her some feeling, too. Though, right now, her main focus is to inundate Thea's mind and body with pleasure and pain, more than anything else. She keeps up a brutal pace of slamming into her vulnerable pussy for as long as she has stamina, while occasionally spanking her ass, making sure her handprints are clearly visible on both cheeks. Finally, after what feels like forever, Dolores slows down, stops, and pulls out of the submissive girl. She's panting from exertion, and has gotten a little sweaty. By this point, Thea has had several mind-breaking orgasms with barely any breaks in between, having been subjected to a torrent of pleasure and enchantment magic meant to overwhelm her, leaving her in a state of helpless bliss. Dolores removes the toy from the strap-on harness, and pushes into into Thea's forced-open mouth, before securing its base at the ring gag's entrance, making sure it'll keep Thea's mouth and throat busy. "Now, dear pet, it's time to see how obedient you've become.~" She detaches Thea's wrist and ankle cuffs from the spreader bar. The cuffs are still locked around her wrists and ankles, but no longer attached to anything - they're now also just physical reminders of Thea's submission. "Pet, if you can move, I want you to get on the carpet, on your hands and knees." Also, it should be mentioned that through all this, a sliver of enchantment magic has been invested into retaining Thea's ability to tap out, if she needs to - despite her compulsions to obey, she can give the signal to stop by snapping her fingers, if needed..

Thea's mind was utterly overwhelmed as she found her mind practically scrampled, going from orgasm to orgasm and riding the ecstatic highs between them. Any moment of reprieve was snuffed out as Dolores started to make a point of pressing the base of the toy against her clit. Again and again this would persist until Dolores began to exhaust and tire. The effort was becoming increasingly unsustainable for Dolores as their stamina gradually drained. But their efforts were no less brutal as they kept thrusting /hard/, slowly turning Thea's pussy red from the constant forceful impact. Speaking of forceful impacts, the entire time Dolores further made it a point to keep spanking Thea's ass until it turned red and bruised. Truly leaving the poor barbarian utterly and completely beaten. Both in the arena and now in the bedroom. And when Dolores eventually exhausted - Thea had underwent countless mind-shattering orgasms. To the point she had completely surrendered her mind to the pleasure. Though there was an avenue to escape.. to tap out. Thea didn't even consider the option in the slightest despite the clear aching and pain her body was going through. And now that Dolores was finished thoroughly stretching out and training Thea's pussy. That strap-on was now stuffed right into the ring-gag. The initial and crude insertion was enough to get Thea to gag as her mouth and throat adjusted to the sudden intrusion. But with the dildo now thoroughly used and finished with, Thea was seemingly given enough trust to have her ankle and wrist cuffs detached from the spreader bar. But now she was told to move. ..Her body screamed for relief. But her mistress commanded that she moved regardless. If that was what her mistress wanted, then Thea would move, practically throwing her body off the bed and onto the floor before rolling onto all fours. All this, just to prove that she was indeed a 'good girl', regardless of whatever that title may entail.

Dolores watches in satisfaction as the barbarian, who has been made nice and compliant, eagerly obeys despite her need for rest. She beckons Thea to crawl closer to her, then raises a bare foot and steps on her head, forcing it down onto the floor. "Never forget that this is where you belong, whore. On the floor, beneath your mistress.~" She giggles, pressing down on her head to keep Thea's face on the floor while Dolores stands up. "Now for a real test: I'll see just how much pain you can endure for my amusement, my beloved toy. We'll start slow, okay?~" She reaches down, and starts slowly, painfully peeling off the wax from Thea's ass and back. She's taking her time with it, deliberately making it more painful than it needs to be. Eventually, though, it's done. "Good girl, enduring so far. Now, something a bit more difficult.~" Dolores steps off Thea's head, and rolls her over, before taking her legs and bending them back as far as they can go without hurting Thea - and then using some magic to push even further without worry. Thea ends up with her ankles crossed above her head, basically folded in half. Her ankle cuffs are connected there, and her wrist cuffs follow, effectively restraining Thea in a very painful, uncomfortable, and exposed position. Then, Dolores attaches some chains to her cuffs, which link to hooks on the ceiling. Using these, she hoists Thea into the air, hanging from her wrists and ankles like a piece of meat. "There, you look so pretty like this, dear.~"

Obeying to the whims of Dolores, Thea would force her body forwards, crawling ever so slowly almost tumbling over to the side at points. ..but once she arrived, she found herself planted face-first into the ground, Dolores' bare foot pressing firmly against the side of her face. A lewd thought struck Thea's head and.. well, she would tilt her head ever so slightly before briefly planting a kiss onto Dolores' foot before they would move and pull away. ..But when Dolores did move, it was to start peeling away the numerous splotches and patches of wax that had now solidifed and clung tightly to Thea's bare skin. Thea wrenched her eyes shut as it felt the wax was being /torn/ off of her, taking small patches of skin with it and exposing more sensitive nerves which shuddered and tensed now they were exposed to oxygen. Slowly.. one by one Dolores spent a dozen minutes cruelly and teasingly removing the wax only to then brush and press her fingers against the raw and sensitive skin sometimes even going as far as scratching it to further inflict pain, taking a perverse joy in how Thea tensed and winced under their touch. But it would be done. And with the arduous task of removing the lingering wax complete, Dolores moved on to the next delicious task, testing just how flexible Thea was. ..and to Dolores' surprise, she was quite flexible though Thea's bruised and tense muscles did seem to want to fight the position Dolores was intending. A simple spell though was all it took to ease up those muscles and allow the extra 'oompf' of flexibility that was required, now folding Thea's legs up behind her head. And with the position secured and the barbarian practically folded in half, her ankle and wrist cuffs were secured so the position would hold. ..Though the position was made technically possible, it did not stop it from being painful as muscles seemed to ache and tear as they held such a stressful position for a continuous period of time.

12:20 π.μ.

With the position held, regardless of whatever pain Thea was going through, her cries of pain were simply muffled out by the dildo shoved down her throat. It wasn't like she could complain. Instead, Thea found her cuffs now being attached to chains before then being hoisted upwards..! Thea's eyes widened as gravity now bore down upon her as she simply dangled and spun from the ceiling. Her muscles cried out in pain and her groin was all the more exposed. It was humiliating.. but her cunt just seemed to ooze and drool with arousal despite the agony. Thea blushed furiously as she was being treated little more than a cut of meat in a butcher's store. There was just something so inexplicably arousing being objectified and treated like she was nothing. It just felt right.. it was so blissful to realise her true position beneath her betters.

Dolores spends a few moments simply admiring the naked, bound girl suspended in front of her. Truly a prime cut of fuckmeat.~ Then, she gently reaches out to her exposed pussy, dipping her fingers into it and collecting some of her juices, which she then licks off her fingers while gazing seductively into Thea's eyes. "Mmm, you taste delicious, you know? And you're so pretty. But, there's still something missing." With a flick of her wrist and a few whispered incantations, Dolores causes writing to magically start appearing all over Thea's naked body. The writing dimly glows, and is composed of degrading words and phrases - "Whore", "Slut", "Sex Slave", "Masochist", "Fuck Pig", "Please Abuse Me", "Pain Doll", and so on. Dolores's enchantment magic makes Thea aware of each and every such mark, even if it's in a place she cannot see. The writing spares no parts of Thea; she's got words on the soles of her feet, her calves, her thighs, her ass, her crotch, her back, her belly, her tits, her face, her arms... Everywhere. "You know, clothes don't look good on you, darling. These look much better, hehe.~" Dolores winks at Thea, then slips a blindfold over her eyes. "I need a short break to rest... Don't go anywhere, okay?~" And then, Dolores simply lays back down in the bed to rest a little bit, still tired from the fucking she gave Thea earlier. Her magic has ensured that Thea's body is able to hold her pose pretty much for the whole night, if needed. And Thea is left to hang like that, completely vulnerable and exposed, unable to see, with a dildo occupying and training her throat. It's pretty easy, with the blindfold, for Thea to imagine having been put on display like this - shown off as Dolores's prized toy. And perhaps sometime in the future, Dolores really will put her up for public display like this somewhere.~

12:46 π.μ.

For now, though, she's left hanging while her mistress naps, slowly building up her anticipation and neediness once again. At least an hour passes before Dolores awakens from her nap. She takes stock of Thea's situation, and giggles. "You've been enduring like this so well... Time for the next tier of pain.~" Thea hears some shuffling as Dolores picks up some stuff - then, she can smell some cigarette smoke. And then, her clit feels like it's on fire; her mistress flicked hot cigarette ashes right onto the little sensitive nub. Dolores slowly circles the girl as she lazily smokes her cigarette, and drops the ashes directly onto her naked body, causing a myriad of small but painful burns. She even gets some on her nipples, and targets both her pussy, clit, and nipples multiple times.

Trembling, Thea could only watch as Dolores shoved two fingers knuckle-deep into her exposed cunt. She could only whine with the dildo embedded deep in her throat as she watched her mistress then lick off the juices before making a remark on the taste.. Thea shuddered as Dolores stared at her with quite the hungry look, oozing raw desire. And with nothing but a mere flick of the wrist did magical writing seem to write and engrave itself all over the barbarian's body. Thea seemed to instantaneously understand as countless phrases scrawled themselves; "Fuck Meat", "Abuse Doll", "Pain Piggy", "Ash Tray", "Garbage", "Punch Here", etc. All sorts of provocative, incinderiary and offensive languages used to degrade and incite violent acts of lust upon the barbarian. Thea could feel as each word seemed to embed itself on her feet, her soles, up her shins and thighs, her butt, back, belly, chest, armpits, arms, neck, face.. it was simply dizzying just how much was written and how derogatory the language got. Before Thea could think or try to do anything-- a blindfold was snugly fitted over her face. It seemed Dolores was intent on taking a nap. But.. Thea harboured an element of disbelief. Surely her mistress wouldn't nap whilst she was suspended like this, right? ..right? But.. after hearing Dolores shuffle about and fall back onto the bed her heart sank. ..Then she could hear the sounds of Dolores snoring as they were seemingly wiped out from just how much they exhausted themselves. But Thea's mind soon was cast back as her body continually ached and felt as if it were tearing apart. But magic was in place to prevent anything serious from happening -- though that was unbeknownst to Thea. An hour or two passed before Dolores seemed to stir once more from their slumber.

1:16 π.μ.

Finally Thea heard as Dolores slowly stirred back to life - though it would dseem her mistress was more than happy to maintain the use of the hood. Keeping an element of mystery towards what would come next. Thea's mind raced as she was left guessing. And to add to this element of anticipation, some false-positives were thrown in on the part of Dolores and their hand seemed to brush and dance across Thea's body, or some miscellaneous item was jabbed against her. It wasn't until that the click of a lighter was heard that Thea finally landed on what was next-- Her mind went blank as she felt something press directly against her cunt. Burning.. searing! She wanted to scream but the gag refused her even this ability. Instead she had to bear it, feeling as the hot cigarette flicked its ashes onto her groin. And Dolores would keep repeating this, jabbing the hot end of the cigarette across Thea's body, leaving imprints of the burns to add even more decoration across Thea's body. Perhaps to emphasise the dots of the "i" 's on the scrawls or to bully particularly vulnerable spots like her belly button, nipples and sides. Each flick of the cigarette sprayed ashes which further burned. Yet Thea would endure. She would endure everything her Mistress would desire of her and more. Still toughing it out, her body truly seemed herculean with just how much it was withstanding.

Dolores smokes at least a half-dozen cigarettes, using Thea's hanging body as a living ashtray all the while - delighting in the girl's muffled whines and involuntary movements each time she's burned. Each time she wants to put out a cigarette, she chooses a different sensitive spot on Thea's body, and puts it out there. Each of her nipples, her clit, her perineum, her belly button... and for the last cigarette, she pulls the dildo out of Thea's mouth, puts it out on her tongue, and shoves the dildo back in. Each burnt-out cigarette is simply shoved inside Thea's pussy, as Dolores also uses her like a living trash can. Just another way to reinforce that Thea's current position is one of utter submission and objectification. That Thea is less than a person right now: a pet, a piece of fuck meat, a sex toy. And Dolores also takes this chance to harshly spank Thea's drenched pussy, to further drive her wild - making sure to give her lots of pleasurable pain. Then, she gently runs her fingers across Thea's naked form, deliberately digging her nails into the skin to scratch her. "So... Pet, I think it's time to train your body some more.~" And then, a lash of a many-tailed, short flogger whip impacts Thea's crotch - followed by another, and another, as Dolores cruelly strikes the same area repeatedly - right on Thea's pussy and anus, until the area is covered in criscrossing, bright red whip marks. She then moves to each of her thighs to do the same - the whippings in each area continue until blood is drawn. She moves all across Thea's body, a bit at a time. Her ass, her legs all the way to the soles of her feet, her arms, her back, her belly, her breasts... No part is spared - even her face catches some stray lashes.

Thea felt each and every cigarette, slowly her mistresses burned through them - in quite a literal sense - before then shoving the smouldering snubs right up into Thea’s cunt. The barbarian tensed and squirmed as the burning hot remains of the cigarette were deposited so deep into her pussy. It hurt- it hurt so much! But magic forcibly seemed to awaken a more masochistic tendency as Thea shortly derived pleasure alongside the pain. But that was only one cigarette.. Thea’s concealed eyes widened as she caught onto the sound of a second cigarette being lit. And thus the process repeated.. more extreme locations being marked or sprayed with ashes. A favourite spot seemed to be Thea’s chest, particularly around the nipples. Again and again, five cigarettes in they would all be shoved up Thea’s pussy to be disposed of. But the last one..? The sixth? Once Dolores finished thoroughly marking Thea’s body, they pulled out the dildo from the gag before forcibly yanking out Thea’s tongue and pressing hard the cigarette onto the wet flesh. Thea cried as the smouldering cigarette was pressed and snubbed onto her tongue before Dolores seemingly grew displeased with the cries. And the retaliation born from such displeasure came in the form of the dildo being snugly thrust right back in, sending that still-hot cigarette right down Thea’s throat where she unwittingly swallowed to clear her airway.. but now it was deposited right in her stomach. Dolores could now bask at the sight of her handiwork. Thea was twitching, her breath shaky as her body was overwhelmed by pain .. yet there was still a soft undertone of whimpering and mewls of pleasure. Yet still there was something missing.. even after a harsh spank to Thea’s cunt. She wanted to add one more detail and thus came the flogger whip, striking again at Thea’s cunt where she squealed, trying to press her thighs together involuntarily - but her thighs were spread so far apart they couldn’t touch.

2:55 μ.μ.

Again and again and again, across her crotch, her rear, directly against her anus, crisscrossing up and down Thea’s toned body. The lash would start drawing forth shallow cuts that broke through even the barbarian’s thick skin. And with blood drawn that only seemed to inspire further intensity from the part of her Mistress. Now attention was duly paid to Thea’s feet, their shins, thighs, belly, breasts even some errant strikes across the face. Thea couldn’t flinch, she couldn’t anticipate the next strike - her eyes were still blinded and trying to rely on sounds wasn’t proving reliable. But as always, she endured. Like a good girl, she would keep enduring.

Dolores keeps up the whipping for a long while, completely mercilessly. She revels in listening to Thea's whimpers and cries of pain, in watching the bound girl squirm helplessly in agony and ecstasy as her body is marked up with stinging whip marks. Her own pussy throbs and drips with juices at the sight in front of her right now. "Such a good girl, still enduring for her mistress~" She coos, while still whipping her. In total, the whipping lasts at least half an hour, if not more. By the end, Thea's body is completely ruined. Covered in degrading writing, cigarette burns, and whip marks all over, hanging from the ceiling, with every muscle in her body strained to its limits and practically screaming for relief. Relief that doesn't come; Thea's torment only worsens. She feels some lube being rubbed against her anus, then she feels something large and overall round in shape being pushed inside. It's cold - probably metal. And it's got short, sharp studs, which hurt and cause her discomfort as she squirms.

6:01 μ.μ.

And that only gets worse, as once the pear of agony is inside Thea's ass, Dolores opens it up, sealing it in there as it opens up and stretches the inside of Thea's anus. The stretching goes past what Thea might've thought her limits were. It hurts really bad, and every move she makes, every slight wiggle or squirm, sends new spikes of agony coursing through her nerves. And still, that's not the highest peak of agony for Thea. Dolores wraps a few straps around Thea's hips, to which she attaches some strings that end in hooks. Those hooks are then used to pierce into Thea's lower lips, and to pull them apart, forcing her pussy to gape. And before any of the discarded cigarettes can fall out, Dolores shoves the crumpled-up, empty cigarette pack into there - giving her inner walls some paper cuts in the process. Then, to really seal the deal, she shoves a large dildo, covered in short but sharp spikes, into her pussy too. It's white-hot pain, it's an unbearable torment, it's delicious, exquisite agony.

More pain flooded Thea's mind with each new fresh strike delivered by the whip, added to the background of sensations with all the aching, stinging and burning pains. And whilst there was certainly elements of pleasure, pain was once more winning out as Thea found her body completely covered in red marks and cuts. She only squirmed and contorted as much as her bindings allowed. Thea finally caved -- her mind going blank as Dolores whipped again and again for half an hour, leaving Thea's body ruined. The only reprieve she was offered was only sufficient enough to bring her back to consciousness. It would be a true shame if she weren't able to experience every sensation, every lick of the whip, every jabbing pain. Thea found her mind returning to the sensation of cold metal pressing against her butt before..! It pushed inside her asshole. It was so large and rounded and-- there was a sharp stabbikng sensation at its base as it seemed to secure itself firmly in place. Then with a swift motion from Dolores it blossomed open - stretching Thea's butthole well beyond whatever perceived limits she thought it had. Against the thick dildo-gag Thea could only scream and whimper in pain as agony rocked through her body. Yet Thea could do nothing to dissuade her tormentor. After all.. she still felt some burning need to appease her mistress, even if such cruel and senseless suffering was what was asked of her. It still felt so right to be rendered so low.. to be made lesser.

11:00 μ.μ.

But still more was to come. A small harness was attached around Thea's hips before then strings were attached with hooked ends. The hooks sunk into the lower lips of Thea's pussy before being pulled taut - exposing her vulnerable cunt for Dolores to truly admire .. though there was a tint of blood as the hooks had pierced her body after all. And with the exposed pussy, the discarded cigarette pack was shoved up, to block any of the smoldering cigarettes their exit, so they could properly burn and singe Thea's vaginal canal. Even the process of inserting the cigarette pack was harsh as Dolores seemed to go out of their way to inflict cuts. But the worst was yet to come.. a large spiked dildo with a bulbous base - a knot. The tip went in without much issue, but once Dolores began to shove, it was in one single movement. The spikes bit into Thea's now tightening pussy, embedding themselves in place and further kept locked in by the knot. Thea cried and whimpered, overwhelming by the sensations yet again as her asshole was kept stretched and gaping to a near-absurd degree but she never tapped out, still holding onto the hope of receiving more praise. Even if it meant such extreme damage was performed to her body, inside and out.

Dolores can practically feel her own womanhood throbbing as she listens to Thea's whimpers and screams, as she watches her struggle in vain in her unyielding restraints. She bites her lip, letting out soft, gentle coos. Now, with Thea's body even more thoroughly ruined, Dolores starts caressing her naked body. Her touch is gentle, feather-light, and wherever she touches, a pleasant, warm numbness lingers for a moment. And at the same time, she showers her in praise. "Look at you, enduring everything so well... You're a really good girl.~ Taking everything your owner has to give. Such an obedient little slut~ A perfect fuckdoll~ The best pet I could ask for~" She continues like this for a long while. Her touch and her praise, thanks to the enchantments placed on Thea, are enough to cause her physical pleasure. And not only that, but as Dolores keeps praising, she slowly but steadily drives Thea toward an orgasm - just from the praise. Dolores eases the girl through her climax, and gently caresses her cheek. "There we go... Good girl.~" She then finally lowers Thea back down, places her on the floor, and undoes her bindings - only to place new ones right after. Steel manacles are placed on each of her arms and legs, restraining her wrists to her biceps and her ankles to her thighs, incorporating with her existing wrist and ankle cuffs. She's been restrained like she would be if she were in a bitchsuit, except her ruined, aching body is still bare, completely exposed. Then, Dolores removes Thea's blindfold, as well as the dildo from her mouth, and her gag, leaving it to hang around her neck. Dolores is sitting on the bed in front of Thea, having crossed her legs and placed a bare foot right in front of her face. "Now, you may speak, pet. And you may worship your mistress's body with your slutty mouth and tongue. Be sure to lick and kiss me everywhere.~"

Even the lightest and most gentle touch caused Thea's sore and battered body to quiver and tense as her muscles ached completely. ..only for a susbequent numbing sensation to follow as if it were a soothing balm. The words of praise that followed acted further as music to Thea's weary ears, calming her mind and her body truly began to relax despite its ruined state. Her holes left stuffed and stretched with discarded cigarettes pressed right up against her cervix by the barbed and spiked dildo. But such painful sensations began to fade away from the fore of Thea's mind. Instead she found herself hanging onto each and every word Dolores spoke. Each syllable delivering a potent delivery of bliss that radiated throughout Thea's body. It proved enough to distract from the fact that Thea was being lowered to the ground and the attachment of new bindings were placed upon her. It was only once Dolores removed the blindfold, dildo and gag that Thea's new purpose was made clear. True and utter devotion.. to pledge herself to this benevolent goddess. The bliss she rendered and the care she delivered.. Thea should be thankful and sing naught but Dolores' praises. Even if Dolores hadn't told her to, Thea would have certainly took the initiative to start worshipping. And worship she did- ..though at first she fumbled over, unused to how she was meant to move in this bitchsuit-position Thea would adjust, moving her face right against the bare foot pressed against her. And then.. she would simply start licking, gently caressing the foot with her tongue before starting to suck on each and every toe presented before her, trying to earnestly show her devotion whilst simutaneously degrading and lowering herself, to even lick at the soles of her mistress. Yet Thea loved every moment of it.

Dolores watches Thea with a gentle, doting smile, proud of how her pet follows her orders so eagerly and obediently. How Thea licks her foot and sucks on her toes, degrading herself completely for the sake of her mistress's amusement. And for her efforts, Thea is rewarded with further praise and affirmations from Dolores. "So cute, so delightfully submissive~ You really are such a good girl, Thea! Maybe I should keep you as my pet for a while. So you can relax, forget the worries of being a person, and simply be my little pet whore for a while. I'll treat you well.~" As Thea worships with her tongue, Dolores uses her other bare foot to pet her head and ruffle her hair. "I could get you a comfy little pet cage, a pet bowl for you to eat out of, and all sorts of toys for you to play with.~" She chuckles softly. "What kind of pet would you like to be, dear Thea? An obedient puppy? Or maybe a sweet little kitty, hehe~"