Seduce Yourself pt. 2

[Mistress Dalisay]

—Flashback—

“Have mercy on me.”

“Mercy it shall be. On one condition: you will satisfy yourself. Prove yourself useful once again. Give me a performance worthy of my attention. If I find myself pleased…then perhaps I’ll allow you to live for one more day.”

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Days go by, each performance has been more surprising than the last. You see, I’ve told you the same thing every time I’ve decided to play:

“A performance worthy of my attention.”

And somehow, each time, you’ve managed to make the last seem forgettable. 

I see the devil dancing behind those eyes as your insatiable hunger grows and what I’ve witnessed isn’t for the weak.

During our last meeting, I had the guards drag you into the gym. I watched with a mixture of amusement and disbelief as they pushed you beyond what any sensible person would endure, adding weight to your cock and balls until your body finally betrayed you. Just shy of 30lbs.

I’m convinced we’ve managed to stretch it an extra inch.

Though I must admit, I wasn’t nearly as impressed by that as I was when you somehow managed to lift a weight on your manhood and then proceeded to fuck the hole of the weight.

“What a savage.”

And now here you sit, pitifully at my feet, ready to endure whatever trial I decide to throw your way.

I’ve ordered the guards to cuff your hands behind your back, bind your legs, and leave you gagged.

“I’d like to applaud you on your survival. Honestly, I’ve never seen such workmanship.”

Then I noticed something.

You had begun analyzing your restraints. Testing each arm, each leg, measuring every limitation. The look of disdain on your face was unmistakable.

“This time around, I’d really love to test your creativity. I’ve taken away your mobility, so you’ll have to get a little imaginative. But you never cease to surpri—”

I stopped.

Slowly, you lowered yourself to the floor, testing the limits of your restraints. Now on your stomach, I see you pull your cock and balls between your legs. Greedily touching yourself as you pant like a tired dog.

It was at that moment that I finally understood.

It wasn’t your will to live.

It was the will to serve.