I sat in the shadows to watch Cassandra at work. Ricardo Lopez’s naked body was fitted
with a ringed leather belt. He lay with an arm and a leg on each side of the lowly
positioned horse before being restrained.
The male’s wrists were fastened with quick-connecting clips at floor level. When
Cassandra had him in the ideal position, his naked ass WAS perched in the air, with his
dangling cock and balls clearly visible. How ridiculous he looked! It was as if he was
riding down the homestretch in a race, completely naked, on a small wooden horse. It was a
horse that that never ever moved.
To compound the lawyer’s ridiculous position, I saw Cassandra double each of his legs
back at the knee. She hooked his ankles to hooks on his ringed belt. Now he was totally
at her mercy.
I shall never forget how he appeared tethered next to her. It was a stunning spectacle,
and I was glad not to have missed seeing any of this particular dungeon event.
It’s difficult to describe my own emotions. Mostly, what I saw was exciting in the
extreme. I suppose it was because the developing scene had strong sexual connotations; it
was FEMALE over male! It was making me hot seeing it. Yes, as a spectator, I was
definitely getting wet. I liked that!
I heard Cassandra taunting the male. I also saw her slapping his naked ass repeatedly.
The motion caused a series of bright jingling sounds from her silver bracelets.
Ricardo Lopez winced with each slap and his skin began reddening noticeably. Sadistic
laughter was heard for the first time from Cassandra’s lips. The lady was enjoying
herself, and this was exactly the type of treatment the male wanted from Cassandra.
In another moment, a small stool was brought near the training horse, and Cassandra sat
herself down to whisper into Ricardo Lopez’s ear. Her cute little butt was perched on
that stool where it had been situated countless times with other male visitors.
I could just barely hear Cassandra’s whispered words, but they were spoken in a syrupy,
mocking tone. “I’ve been anxious to see you again. Remember all the fun we had last
week, Precious?”
I assumed the word “Precious” was one of Cassandra’s favorite expressions to use whenever
she spoke directly to any male under her command. I heard her using it quite often, but I
was certain she did NOT mean it as a term of endearment.
Cassandra chuckled softly, before continuing. “I remember pissing in your mouth. It’s
such fun! Haha! Every time I think of doing it, I get “the hots” all over again! I’ll
bet you’d love to have more of my “lemonade”, wouldn’t you?”
After another sinister chuckle from Cassandra, I saw her stand to suddenly slap the man
in his face. His head rebounded from her blow, and more jingling was heard from her
silver bracelets.
Suddenly I understood what Cassandra meant by continually creating that powerful
jingling. The unaccustomed sound seemed to engulf the entire studio-dungeon, and I’m sure
it filled her client with the dread of more punishment to come.
“I was hoping you and I could do something special tonight, something truly memorable,”
Cassandra hissed, as if she was greatly displeased. “But you’re acting as if you don’t
even care about me. Maybe I should just send you home!”
There was a long, dramatic silence before she began speaking to Ricardo Lopez, again.
“I’m thinking of taking out my wrath on the most sensitive portions of your body,”
Cassandra announced. “Maybe that would relax me, and put me in a better mood. I’ve
always enjoyed squeezing your nuts in my fist. YES! I was going to pee into your mouth
too, but we can always do that later!”
A moment later, without warning, I saw Cassandra slap the male’s face again. I counted
six more robust hits, and a symphony of jingling from her silver bracelets. She appeared
to be jubilant each time she struck Ricardo Lopez. He groaned in response, as Cassandra
asked, “Do you like these “kisses”, Precious?”
I don’t believe the lady was expecting any answer. Her words were designed to only
continue aggravating the television anchor with her studied sarcasm and ridicule.
Eventually, Cassandra sat comfortably, again, wiggling her curvy bottom into place on the
low stool, before hissing, “Let’s see if I can get myself a healthy grip of those
sensitive nuts of yours! I’m sure a bit of squeezing will get your undivided attention!”
I saw one of Cassandra’s slender hands clutch between the male’s naked thighs. She
grasped at him tenaciously, and chuckled with satisfaction as he winced sharply but
without complaint.
“Yes!” The lady grinned sadistically, “Did you think you could hide your nuts from me?
No man can!”
I saw Ricardo Lopez cringe as Cassandra tugged at a tight handful of his tender flesh.
She squeezed, and shook her wrist, making more bracelet music for him to listen to.
“Are you going to be good for Mommy? Hmmmm? Oooo! Does it hurt, Precious? Oooo!
That’s too bad!”
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