Kira descended the stairs into monica's basement. She looked around appreciatively. The walls had every kind of punishment device imaginable. Whips, crops, belts, ropes, handcuffs, you name it. Kira slowly walked around the room, trailing her fingers along some of the torture racks set up. She admired the X-frame, the various chains and bracelets hanging from the ceiling, and below them ankle cuffs. As she finished her circuit of the room, her eyes fell on the various things on the wall beside the pony. She softly purred, oh this is going to be perfect. She reached out softly rubbing her hand along the pony. Admiring its V shape with a softly rounded top. Oh yes she purred again, looking at Monica, this will do just fine. monica looked at her Mistress, her lips suddenly going dry. She did not like the look in Mistress Kira's eyes. They seemed crueler somehow, and almost had a reddish glow.

Mistress Kira walked back to her slave, slowly circling her, one finger tracing a line around her at chest level. Oh yes, we are going to have so much fun monica. Standing behind her slave, Mistress Kira reached out and yanked monica's tube top down to her waist. Then, raising her slut's hands over her head, Mistress Kira attached the overhead cuffs. Giving a good pull she made sure monica was firmly attached and unable to escape. Mistress Kira pulled on the chains raising monica up and totally off her feet. Walking around behind her, she quickly striped the rest of the whore's clothes off, leaving her hanging completely by her arms, naked and defenseless.

Mistress Kira bent down and shackled her slave's ankles to the floor cuffs. monica was now completely suspended from the ceiling by her wrists, and the floor cuffs made sure she could barely move. Mistress Kira slapped her slaves ass in an affectionate manner, then walking around in front of her, leaned over to suck one of her nipples into her mouth. Looking down in astonishment at the gentleness monica was totally confused. She grew more confused as her Mistress began to gently rub her mound, delicately tracing a path up and down her slit. When Mistress Kira got to her knees and began to make tender love with her mouth, monica got even more nervous. After a few more moments, monica was racked by a pleasant orgasm, and when her Mistress looked up from between her legs and smiled innocently, monica finally understood.

Seeing the dawning comprehension in her slave's eyes, Kira smiled, then burst out laughing. Oh yes my precious slave, today is the day. Today I am going to do my best to break you. And I will break you my precious. Laughing, Mistress Kira turned to the wall, pulling down a belt. And I will start slow, and work you over until you are crying and screaming, then I will continue some more. As she felt the first sting of the belt across her ass, monica realized her Mistress was totally serious, and fully capable of breaking her, and she whimpered.



monica knew how much punishment she could take, but the look in her Mistresses eyes scared her. She let out the usual grunts expected from a slave being whipped by a belt, but her mind kept returning to the look in her Mistresses eyes. Slowly she felt her ass begin to warm. the pain before the pleasure.

Her Mistress totally ignored her, and went over to a coffee machine, sat down, and began to drink a coffee. monica looked on in dismay. If her Mistress was going to treat her as nothing more than a job, oh shit. monica shivered. Looking around, monica realized just how much torment she might be subjected to, and cried. Totally inside, not daring to show weakness.

As her Mistress slowly looked her over, monica realized a very simple fact. Her Mistress would not stop until she, monica, was completely broken. Dreading the pain coming, but willing herself to stand firm, monica readied herself for pain, for major torture. But she knew, she KNEW if she could just hold out. Quivering, monica readied herself.

Kira just walked around the slave. The belt lashing out, striking her ass, her ribs, tits, and a few times an especially hard lash between her legs. monica would see a small smile on her Mistresses face each time she jumped. Kira would stop for a minute to grab her by the hair, almost yanking it out to force her head to the side so she could kiss her. Then she would stand back, and whip her tits especially hard, carefully making sure to strike her nipples each time.

After another 10 minutes of this monica's body was turning a delightful red all over, from her shoulders down to her ankles. Not one spot had been left alone. Kira noticed monica was hanging a bit limp, so she took her down for a short rest. Kira went and sat at the table, pouring herself another coffee and looking at her slave lying on the floor. Kira listened to the slow gasps as monica recovered and smiled once more. Feeling the effects of the coffee, Kira went over to monica, and started kicking her hard in the ribs until she was on her back. Then just saying the one word needed, "toilet", Kira stripped completely, squatted over her slaves mouth and began pissing. When her bladder was once again empty, she waited for monica to finish cleaning her pussy of any leftover piss and stood up.

Get Up Kira ordered, and kicked monica in the ribs. Kira went over to the table, turned around looking at the various hanging bracelets and frames scattered around the room. Choosing a simple table with appropriate shackles, she ordered monica onto it face down and secured her firmly in place.

Taking up a nice light effective whip, Kira began to strike monica's ass. She set up a nice regular rhythm and made each stoke a bit harder then the last one. Soon monica was squirming, so Kira just beat her ass even harder with the whip. While whipping monica's ass, Kira could feel herself getting wet watching how she turned monica's ass from white to red in moments. Kira stopped for a moment to catch her breath, then changed whips to a heavier more painful one.

Raising her arm, Kira let her hardest blow go, the whip cracking into monica's bruised ass making a sound like a pistol shot. monica screamed which excited Kira so much she began beating monica all the more, moving from her ass, down her legs, and across her back. With each strike monica would scream, and the screaming seemed to never stop, Kira was whipping her so fast and hard. Kira slowed the strokes when she noticed monica was bleeding from her back and ass. Nothing too severe of course, Kira knew what she was doing. She walked to the front of the table, grabbed monica's hair and yanked her up for another deep kiss, then licked her face clean of the tears. Still holding her up by the hair, Kira spit in her face, then slammed her face down onto the table.

Walking around the table slowly running her hand over monica's slutty body, Kira paused by monica's ass. Looking happily at her work so far, Kira was pleased. monica's body looked like a map, bloody red lines criss-crossed her from her neck down to her ankles, and she was still crying. Kira laughed again as another idea occurred to her. Can't have my slave getting an infection she said, and went to the other table fetching a bowl and washcloth. Making sure the washcloth was nice and wet, then looking carefully at monica's face, noticing the look of thanks on her face, Kira started to wipe monica's ass. monica jumped as high as she could, the loudest scream yet breaking from her lips. Kira just kept washing her, her ass, legs and finally her back. When she was done, she stood in front of monica's face until the screaming finally stopped, her body still racked by her sobbing, tears running like a small river down her face. Kira just waited until even the sobbing stopped a few minutes later. Gently placing her hand under monica's jaw, and raising her face so she would be able to see monica's reaction, Kira quietly explained. I used pure vinegar to wash your wounds. It will clean them completely, and I really wanted to find out how loud you can scream, it was quite nice.

monica's eyes grew as large as they possibly could, and then some. She realized that this woman really could be so cruel there really was no word for it except sadist. Then comprehension hit her again. She realized this was nothing compared to whatever Kira had planned next. monica started to cry as she realized that she would break eventually. She was just thankful it was her Mistress Kira that was doing the breaking, and break her she would.



Kira untied monica and led her to the small table where she had been enjoying her coffee. Kira calmly poured monica a coffee. As she held the cup out to her slave, Kira was very pleased indeed. monica's arm barely shook as she accepted the gift from her Mistress. Both of them sitting there, calmly appraising each other, and totally reveling in the shared experience. Each giving the other what was so desperately wanted, desired and needed.

Kira lit a smoke, and handed the pack and lighter over to her slut. monica calmly lit up one also, not daring to meet her Mistress's eyes, lest it cause another immediate punishment. You have done quite well so far monica Kira exclaimed while calmly blowing smoke into monica's face. Thank you Mistress Kira monica said as she too sipped slowly on her hot coffee. Both girls just sat there enjoying the moment. So seldom does it ever occur that a Mistress may find a slave worthy of her, or a slave find a Mistress worthy of her either. Both just sat there enjoying the moment. Calmly finishing their cigarettes and coffee's.

Kira drained the last of her coffee, stubbed out her smoke, and then raised her feet onto the chair looking at monica. Toilet Kira said. monica immediately dropped to her knees in front of Kira, quickly fastening her mouth over Kira's pussy waiting for the golden champagne she so loved to drink from her Mistress. Kira reached down caressing her slave's hair. God Kira thought, I am so lucky with this bitch. Easy to train, eager to please, a definite keeper she thought just as her bladder finally let loose. Kira thrust her hips slightly forward to allow her monica easier access, then just relaxed letting it all flow, listening to the gentle gurgle coming from between her legs. Once she was done with her toilet, and her toilet had finished cleaning her completely, Kira stood.

This has been enough time for you to relax and recover slave. Now, look over there, I need you to go and fasten yourself to the new equipment. monica looked where her Mistress pointed, but could not understand what was so new about it. It was just a sort of familiar box frame with shackles attached for her wrists and ankles. She was used to the X frame, and sure this was a little different, but she was still confused. But, her Mistress had told her to, so she went over and began fastening herself down.



monica went and fastened herself down as best as she could. Now obviously she could never do all of her straps, but like Kira cared?????????? monica was on a box frame. Very old fashioned, a simple square frame. But Kira liked its simplicity for this reason. She had made very minor changes to it. After fastening the final strap locking the whore monica in place, Kira was glad to show off.

This is, (looking directly at monica),so simple. I do NOT say it will bring out the best in you slut, I am saying though that it is the best for all around spanking and whipping. When you first looked it did look like a square. But when you looked closer you saw the hinges. Small hinges that would allow me to bend you nearly any way I want to.

Walking over, Kira fastened the last cuff, making sure monica was firmly tightened down. Kira just walked around, slowly circling her slave, enjoying the moment. Going back to her table, Kira picked up a riding crop, and strode back to monica. Kira smiled then struck monica across the face with the crop leaving a bright red welt across her cheek. As tears roll down the slut's face, Kira begins to whip her boobs with the riding crop. Smashing her nipples with the crop brings a delightful scream from her slave's throat exciting Kira even more and causing her to redouble her tit whipping. After a few minutes, monica's boobs are a bright red, bruises forming, and a little bit of blood trickles from one boob. They are completely marked by her Mistresses lashings. Kira stops to admire her work, then leans over and licks up the small amount of blood.

Putting the crop down for a moment, Kira leans into monica and licks the tears off her face. Digging her fingers into monica's boos, Kira steps back pulling the slaves boobs out as far as they will go. monica just whimpers. Kira leans forward again and bites down hard on one nipple, her right hand going between her slave's legs to rub her mound. Kira slides two fingers into her slave's moist pussy and begins finger fucking her. Kneeling down, she begins to suck on monica's clit, her fingers pumping in and out of the slut's pussy. monica begins moaning louder and louder, her juices wetting her Mistresses face and hand, then she lets out a scream as she comes. Then she lets out a shriek as she feels her Mistress bite down hard on her outer labia.

Kira stands and rubs her wet face against the whore's lips. Kissing her softly on the lips Kira whispers to her. You are doing splendidly, I am very proud of you. monica's eyes brim with tears of happiness as she gazes back into her loving Mistresses eyes. Kira picks up the crop and begins rubbing it between monica's legs. Soon monica is cumming again, her juices soaking the riding crop in her Mistresses hand. Kira raises the crop to her face and licks some of the slave juice, then presses it to monica's face and watches her lick it totally clean of her juices.

Kira steps back and goes behind monica. Raising her arm she begins raining hard blows on monica's back. Striking her across her shoulder blades, and down to her ass and back up. Kira keeps up her beating until monica starts to go a bit limp, but Kira does not stop. Her slut is still screaming so nicely. Kira feels herself getting wet as nice large bruises form on monica's back. Some of her blows were harder than she realized as some of the welts are bleeding slightly. Her arm finally grows tired, so Kira steps to monica's front, pulling one of her nipples out as far as it will go, she kisses monica, then heads back to her table to sit for awhile. Sitting down, catching her breath she admires her handiwork. Monica is standing again, her face has a bright red welt across it, and below her neck it is a mass of welts and bruises. Kira just loves the way monica looks at her waiting, she knows there will be more punishment shortly.



Finally getting her breath back, Kira takes another sip of coffee and looks at her beautiful slave monica. Still tightly bound to the box frame, she seems to have recovered nicely and her eyes are glowing with pain pleasure and lust. Kira is very pleased with her slaves reaction and can't wait to get started in on her again. Standing Kira heads over to the table and grabs a different whip. This one has long slender horse hair attached to the handle. Just perfect for breaking skin lightly, and of course pain. Kira startles monica as she grabs the side of the frame and tilts it backwards. monica obviously did not notice the changes her Mistress had made to it. Tilting it back until monica upside down, Kira stepped back and enjoyed the moment. Her slave totally helpless before anything her mind could devise to do to her.

Not able to wait any longer, Kira went around to face monica's ass, and immediately began whiiping her ass with the new whip. Kira could see monica's ass cheeks clench tightly with the pain. She was obviously suprised this whip could hurt so much. Kira kept up a repetitive whipping against her ass, delighting in the sounds of the whip making it swooshing noise as it headed towards monca, then the final whack as it cracked firmly into her flesh. Soon monica's butt was even more red than before. Partly because of all the small cuts that now appeared across her butt, the blood slowly dripping down her back and onto the floor where monica could see it. Going back to the table, Kira dipped the horsehairs of the whip into her bowl of vinegar, spreading them around to get fully covered, then headed back and began an even stronger, harsher whipping of the slaves butt. At the first strong slash of the whip against her ass, monica let out a very satisfying scream. The whip bruising and lightly cutting her flesh, and the vinegar going into the cuts already there.

Enjoying the new screams and moans, Kira kept up the whipping, only pausing now and then to put fresh vinegar on the whip ends. Soon monica's screams got a little fainter. She was once again becoming used to the pain, or ready to pass out. Kira didn't really care which, she just wanted to hear some more screaming from her wonderful pussy slave. She headed back to the table, and after placing the whip back picked up a candle and lighter and headed back to monica's ass. By now monica was crying and sobbing making a puddle on the floor with her tears. She was trying to twist in her bonds to see behind her as to what her Mistress was doing, but all she could see were Kira's feet. Using the small amounts of fresh blood still leaking from monica's butt cheeks, Kira lubricated the long thick candle, then inserted the bottom slowly into monica's ass. As she felt it begin to enter her asshole, monica let out another piercing shriek and began bucking wildy. Kira had carefully chosen a candle that was just a bit wider than the entrance to monca's butt.

Letting the candle pop out, Kira slapped monica's ass a few times with her right hand as hard as she could. Then, rubbing the candle with the bit of blood on her pamls from the spanks, Kira gently placed it at the entrance of monica's butt and just waited. slowly monica's sobs decreased and stopped. Kira squeezed monica's cheeks gebtly and began licking her buttocks, gently nipping her way around each sext cheek. As she felt monica slowly relax, Kira ssuddenly grabbed the candle in both hands and slammed it into monica's ass driving it into her ass halfway up the candles length. monica's newest screams of pain were a total delight to Kira's ears. The candle was definitely too wide for monica, and she felt like she was being ripped wide open. But her Mistress had guessed the width quite correctly and it stretched her ass too its absoulte limit with a bit of bleeding but no real damage. Waiting for her slave to slowly get accustomed to the candle sticking proudly out of her butt, Kira absent mindedly played with monica's obviously very aroused pussy. When monica's crys had finally changed to a mild sobbing, Kira lit the candle, smiling when monica shudderd at the sound of the lighter sparking to life. Making sure the candle was well lit and went back to her chair and coffee and waited for the next round of pain and pleasure to start. Kira sipped her coffee enjoying the fact that monica knew she was nowhere near her, and therefore was totally unprepared for anymore pain.

Waiting until she could see a wax dripping halfway down the candle, Kira started tapping her fingers on the table. She knew this would make monica relax just that tiny bit more knowing her Mistress was still across the room. Watching that nice fat bead of wax slowly drip down the candle was also getting Kira extremely aroused, anticipating the screams from her slut when the hot wax settled onto her sensitive shithole. Kira actually shuddered in delight at the thought wetting herself even more.



Kira sat perfectly still in her chair, her eyes glued to the candle and that fat bead of wax slowly making its inexorable way towards monicas beautiful ass. Trying to time it just right, Kira waited until it had mere centimeters to go to reach monica, then asked monica how she was feeling. monica replied, I am feeling wonderful Mis....TRESS.....monica shrieked the last part out. Kira had managed to get her timing perfect. The hot wax had hit the sensitive area of monica's ass at the base of the candle just as she was finishing her answer to her Mistress. Kira clapped in delight, her eyes lighting up with enjoyment as monica shrieked and began bucking in her bonds. As monica kept writhing in her bonds, Kira noticed new torment headed monica's way. Sure enough, her gyrations had caused all the hot wax in the top of the candle to overflow and was heading toward monicas rump. As the small flood of wax hit monicas already bruised and bloody flesh, she let out ear splitting screams of agony. Kira just leaned back in her chair watching monica, thoroughly enjoying the look of pain in her eyes and the sounds of her screams and cries.

Slowly monica's screams faded and all that could be heard was her constant quiet sobbing. Tears were flowing freely from eyes filled with pain and terror and just a hint of love as she looked at her Mistress watching her. Kira walked over to monica, noticing monica's eyes widen with renewed fear. Kira pulled on the candle and it made a squishy popping noise as it came out of monica's tortured ass. Waiting until monica's butthole closed almost all the way, Kira blew out the candle, then tilted it over and poured the last of the wax onto monica's tortured bumhole. Quickly stepping back as monica began screaming and bucking, Kira walked over to the table replacing the candle, and picked up a washcloth. monica watched the washcloth in her Mistresses hand with dread, knowing it must contain vinegar and that new pain would soon course through her racked body. Seeing her slaves bum cheeks clenched tightly, Kira ordered her to relax, and smashed her bum with a paddle. After just a few moments, monica had relaxed, and Kira applied the washcloth to the wax-coated bum. monica sighed as she realized the washcloth was only soaked in cool water and felt relief course through her as her Mistress slowly washed her, cleaning up all the blood. Then she felt one quick searing pain that ended almost immediately. It felt like part of her bum had been ripped away. Then in front of her eyes, her Mistress held the large gob of wax that had just a few seconds ago been a part of her bum. Kira went back to washing monica's bum, cleaning her up as best she could, and providing the soothing relief she knew her slave needed at just that moment.

Kneeling in front of her slut, Kira slowly began kissing her. Opening her mouth wider, and sucking on monica's lip, then darting her tongue inside. Slowly monica relaxed and began to respond to the kiss. Kira laid down on her side, and grabbing monica by the back of the head kept up with the kissing, rolling her head slightly, constantly sucking on monica's lips and tongue, her kiss becoming more passionate and erotic with every passing second. monica began to moan slightly which seemed to be a signal because her Mistress suddenly stood up, and monica felt the frame being tilted once again. In a moment, monica was facing the ceiling, like she was in bed, and not tied securely to a torture rack.

Kira went back to monica's face, her kisses growing almost frantic, her tongue probing deep into the sluts mouth, her teeth gently nipping and pulling on her lips. Kira panted a bit, gently bit monica's nose then softly kissed each one of her slaves eyes. Standing for a moment, Kira went to the table and tossed down a glass of water. Monica could hear her Mistress sigh again, and thought she could even smell the excitement wafting from her Mistresses pussy. Kira headed back to monica and just buried her nose deep into her sluts cunt, just breathing in her musky woman scent, her nose quickly soaking in slave juice. Circling her outer then inner lips with the tip of her tongue, gently flicking the clit, Kira pressed in and stabbed her tongue deep inside slave pussy, wringing a groan of pleasure from the tortured slave. Within moments Kira's face was splattered with slave cum, and she greedily licked her slaves pussy juices as monica had another intense shuddering climax. Pausing for a moment to enjoy watching monicas contractions, Kira finished lapping her slaves pussy clean of all cum juices, then stood and began to undo her shackles. Once she had monica fully undone, she helped her to her feet, proud of the way her slave didn't whimper one bit, even though you could see the still intense pain in her every move. Taking monicas still attached leash in hand, Kira led her over to the couch and sat her down. monica Kira said, there is someone I want you to meet.