Controlled (Futa/Fem, Domination/Bondage, Mind Control, Transformation, Dark)

“Mmmh!” came the mumbled reply, strained around the red rubber ball stuffed in the woman’s mouth. She was strapped to the bed, completely naked, limbs spread-eagle, pulled to the bedposts. She strained, but barely moved, she was stretched too tight to get any leverage. Her large breasts jiggled on her slightly plump frame, her head rolled in her short, sweat-matted blond hair. She breathed rapidly through her nose, her eyes wide, staring at the tall, dark-haired woman looming over her.

The tall woman was dressed all in leather; a tight corset pushed her modest breasts up on her slim torso, thigh-high stiletto boots led up to a thong that did nothing to cover her 8-inch erection. Her long black hair was pulled up into a tight ponytail, a vibrator in her hand. She looked down at her captive with a stern expression. “I couldn’t hear you. What was that?” She reached down, holding the buzzing vibrator barely an inch above her clit.

"MMMMRR!!" the bound woman tried to scream, thrusting her hips up a tiny bit, straining to make contact with the pulsing device. The leather-clad woman kept it tantalizingly just out of reach. She pulled it away, instead choosing to trace it over her swollen nipples. The restrained woman let out a pitiful moan, closing her eyes and tossing her head back and forth in frustration. This had gone on for over an hour; the tall woman was an expert at orgasm denial. But no matter how cruel it seemed, the woman never tried to escape.

The Dom displayed a wicked smile. "I think you do," she said. "In fact, I think you're desperate for it. If you could talk, you would be BEGGING to cum." She moved the humming piece of plastic down the woman's torso, making a gentle trail down her chest and belly, the muscles under the skin shuddering in its wake. She stopped just short of her glistening slit. Her head moved down to her ear, her hair pooling on the bed. She whispered "But I won't let you."

The captive woman closed her eyes and let out a pitiful whine. She turned her head away. "Look at me." said the Dom, in a commanding voice. The woman obeyed. "No matter what happens, you do NOT have permission to cum. If you do, there will be punishment, the kind you will NOT enjoy." Tearful eyes looked up at her. "Answer me, whore." she said, a dangerous edge to her voice. Quickly the Sub nodded. "Good," she said, and let the vibe touch her clit.

The bound woman screamed as loudly as she could around her gag. Her back arched as far as her restraints would let her as all her muscles tensed and released. She tried desperately to close her legs, but it was no use; she was exposed and vulnerable to whatever this woman wanted to do to her. She shook and shuddered, she panted and moaned, but she did not cum. She was too well trained, too subservient to even think about disobeying.

Tears began to stream from her eyes as she began to sob. "I know you want to cum," the tall woman taunted, "Every fiber of your slutty body is telling you to let go, to give in, to be weak." She smiled as she put her head by her Sub's, gently licking her earlobe. "But you can't, because I say so. You are mine. I control you. I own you. Your body is mine, down to the last cell." These words were hurling the woman towards orgasm even more powerfully than the tool torturing her pussy. "I can do anything I want to you, because you are nothing. Nothing but a toy to be used, for my pleasure, and mine alone."

Carefully keeping the vibrator in place, she used her other hand to snap off the strap holding in woman's gag. "Not a word, whore," she said coldly. She pulled out the rubber ball, and let her gasp for much needed air. It was taking every ounce of the trapped woman's willpower, but she didn't cum. Her pleasure was so tied to being controlled; she would say she literally couldn't do it without permission.

The leather-clad woman used this time to climb up onto the bed, expertly continuing to stimulate her prey without relief. She straddled her chest, and pointed her cock down with her other hand. "So do your job, whore. Pleasure me."

Without hesitation, the restrained woman opened her mouth and leaned her head as far forward as she could. Taking the head of the offered cock, she began to frantically lick

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