"OH GOD!" she cried out... I am... I'm... going to cum!" she gasped out as she began to feel the waves of satisfaction rolling through her only to suddenly feel it stop.

"No you're not," the man said as he clicked the switch again, setting the device buried inside her wetness to the lowest setting, just enough to keep her aroused; to sexual torment her, to drive her into a sexually crazed stupor.

"NO... NO!" she hissed... "No please... please... I was so close again!" she gasped.

"So?" he asked as he looked down at her once more. "Why the hell should I care how close you were this time, or the countless times before." he said as she gazed down at her lush hot body, noting the beads of sweat the glistened over every inch of her flesh due to the countless hours of sexual torment.

"Tell me who I am and mean it this time," he said.

"You... you are," she said as she paused feeling her self-confidence slipping from her, knowing that if she was to say the words, he would have her, he would have supremacy over her. "You are...." She paused again.

"I am?" he asked as he clicked the switch to the remote once more, increasing the drive of the device.

"Fuck...," she breathed deeply, almost airlessly as she felt the pleasure roaming through her body once more, the heat; the lust driving through her, she knew she could not go through this again.

"You are my Master, the man I chose to make me feel alive again." She cried as she gazed up ever so lovingly, ever so broken into his eyes as they flickered in the dim light once more.

"I am your master?" he asked as he rolled his tongue over his lips, waiting for her to answer.

"Yes... you are my master." She said.

"You exist to serve me yes?" he asked.

"I exist to please you my master, to do as you ask, to fulfill your every sexual want and desire." She said ever so freely, the defiance in here complete gone.

"And what is your name my pet?

"My name is bitch... I am my master's bitch." Ashley said ever so willingly.

"Very good," he hissed as he stepped towards her, "Now turn around and spread those tight ass cheeks towards me," he demanded as she felt the chains around her arms slacken, allowing her enough freedom to do as he demanded.

"Yes my master," Ashley hissed, placing her hands flat against the wall, kneeling down as she arched her sharply curved ass towards his cock, only to feel its sponge like tip already gliding around the slick opening of her asshole.