Danger in a Red Dress

Mistress Mona Wales wears a red dress that promises trouble. She stands in her dungeon. Her pet Alice Graves kneels beside her, waiting for whatever Mona decides next. Mona grabs a cane. The first strike lands on Alice's ass. Sharp. Clean. Alice flinches but stays still. Mona gives her five more. Alice's skin turns red. Mona stops. She studies the marks, then starts again until Alice's ass is a mess of welts. Mona walks around Alice. She nudges Alice's foot with the tip of her shoe. Alice knows what Mona wants. She pushes her foot toward Mona. Mona looks down at the bare sole, then presses her heel into it. Alice gasps. A thick dildo waits on the bench. Mona picks it up. She holds it in front of Alice's mouth. Alice opens. Mona pushes it in, then pulls it out, again and again, until spit runs down Alice's chin. Mona takes the toy away. She moves behind Alice. The dildo slides between Alice's legs. Mona rubs it against her but stops every time Alice pushes back. Mona makes Alice wait. Alice trembles. Mona smiles. She starts again, slow, stopping every time Alice gets close. The denial makes Alice shake. Mona keeps going. She edges her pet until Alice can barely hold still. Every denial makes the next touch worse, better, unbearable. Mona watches every twitch. She knows exactly how long to stop. She knows exactly when to start again. Alice's breathing turns ragged. Mona doesn't let her finish. Not yet.