Library Elise Sutton

Real Stories - September/October 2007

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The scene I’d devised with her was that I had been kidnapped while visiting a country run by an evil totalitarian regime and they had simply refused to believe my pleas that it was a case of mistaken identity and I just had no idea what the information was they seeking from me. Now, at this moment, I'd just been dragged up from the cells below and fixed in this position to await whatever torments the evil regimes top ‘extractor of information’ was about to inflict on me to get me to talk. This person happened to be a female so sadistic that, having had her ‘pleasure’ curtailed several times by the victims blurting out information before she could fully indulge herself and demonstrate the full range of her skills, she now had them tightly gagged to prolong their agony and not spoil her depraved enjoyment.

As the session got under way, I began to realize that I’d completely misread the character of this seeming innocent and inexperienced young Miss. She may have been a novice Mistress女主人 — a woman who leads a submissive partner, but it soon became clear that she had no problem whatever inflicting pain on the male body. I now began to very much regret my somewhat light-hearted advice just before I gagged myself: ‘Just throw all your inhibitions away and imagine how this terrible female would act.’