"First, I must check you over for flaws." He says as he pulls on some rubber gloves. He runs his hands thru your hair. He pulls on it slightly.
"How does this feel?" He asks tugging on your scalp.
"Fuck you." He pulls hard like he is going to pull your hair out.
"I'm a Scientist, you will respect me. Now tell me how it feels and always say Master."
"It hurts.... Master."
"Better." He runs his hands lightly across your face then slaps you.
"Ow, Master." He slaps you harder then rests his hands on your throat, choking you a little.
"You will only speak when I ask you a question." His hands move from your throat to slid down your chest till his hands touch your pink, erect, nipples. He flicks them gently then pinches them. He twists and pulls them but you dare not make a sound. You have to admit to yourself you are turned on and you can feel yourself go damp.
"You want me to suck them don't you, you little whore?" He asks his mouth close to your right nipple. His breath warms your painful nipple.
"Please Master." |