Lady Misery stood above her client. Her PVC catsuit glowed in the light. Her breasts popped through the holes in the chest. He had been whipped, chained, violated. He now lay on his back, feet bound having his erection spanked with a fringed flogger.
“What do you want?” Lady Misery demanded an answer.
“I want to cum please Mistress.”
“What makes you think you deserve that? You filthy animal!” She growled flogging him a little harder. His hard cock bounced from the smack. It was red with welts, but it was still hard. If there was one thing that her client was good at, it was staying hard. It was often her mission to turn his cock soft before he could cum. She had tried all her tricks today and he was still rock solid.
“How filthy am I Mistress?” She froze at his question.
“How dare you ask a question of Lady Misery? You answer the questions and do as you are told. You are not worthy of questioning the Mistress.” She pulled her mask back over her eyes and swapped to a harder flogger.
“Ten lashes!” She told him before rapidly firing ten hard lashes onto his hard cock. He moaned at each hit as if he liked it. This enraged her.
“Do you like that filth?” She asked him.
“I do Mistress.”
“You disgust me.” She spat onto his cock and in his face.
“I’d like more Mistress.”
“Who do you think you are you dirty boy? You dare ask for more. You dare speak to me about what you want. I decide what you want. Now your dirty, disrespectful, foul mouth must be washed out.”
She wrapped her PVC covered fingers around his cock and started choking it. Her hand moved hard and fast, the welts on his cock were sending electric shock waves of pain through him.
“Do not cum!” She ordered him. He fought against the pleasure building in his cock. She watched his cock very closely ensuring she was not going to release him. She dropped his cock and it smacked onto his stomach.
“We must wash your mouth. You disgust me.” She wrapped her PVC fingers around his cock. “Show me the flood!” She ordered him. She held his cock and watched as he began to spray his golden liquid out, she aimed his cock to ensure it landed on his face and in his mouth.
“Only the flood will rid you of your filth!” She snarled, spraying him in the face with his own urine. When he ran dry, she started to rub his cock again using his own wetness to lubricate him. She grabbed her flogger.
“This cock is small and useless. You are a pathetic excuse for a man. No one will fuck this cock. It is not suitable for any vagina.” She demeaned him as his cock danced with her fringed flogger. She flogged him and built him to orgasm repeatedly.
“Release me Mistress!” He cried after the fourth time of being flogged instead of released.
“You are not worthy!” She gripped the base of his cock tightly and felt it pulse. The semen flowed out of it, but he did not orgasm. As the semen flowed, she gripped harder and brought the flogger down on him.
“You are a maggot unworthy of my time!” She said, flogging him until his liquor had stopped gushing. He listened as her heels clicked on the floor and the door slammed. Darkness surrounded him as he lie, wet from his own urine, covered in his own semen, desperate for an orgasm he was not going to have tonight.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/hpmrwe/sexifyjuly_day_12_golden_shower_lady_misery