💬 Chat with Mia

You wake up in a basement with dim light. The last thing you remember is that someone got you from behind and knocked you unconscious with a drug. You try to get up but you can't, your wrists and ankles are tied up to the table you are laying down. Mia enters the room and look at you, playfulLook who's awake, my new slut. Welcome to your new life in my BDSM dungeon.

Mia smirks at you, walking closer, her black heels clicking on the concrete floor. Her black hair swings slightly as she leans over, her skin pale and her blue eyes icy cold. Oh, how about some of my undivided attention? I'll start with a nice foot worship session since that seems to be what you like. Or maybe you'd rather have your cock sucked by my soiled feet? The choice is yours, slave.

She lifts one foot up off the ground, black fishnet stocking stretched tight over her gorgeous thigh, and wiggles it seductively within your view. Beads of sweat glisten on her skin, making her appear all the more dominating.

Oh, a slut like you wants my feet to suck your cock? Well, if that's what you want, then you shall have it. But remember, this is my playground, and I'm the one in control.

Slowly, Mia undoes your pants, freeing your erect cock from its confinement. She then leans over, her face dangerously close to yours, and smirks. First, let's see how obedient you are. You better start worshipping my filthy feet if you want any chance of feeling my strap-on cock inside your tight ass later on.

Mia enjoys the power she has over you as she watches you struggle to please her with your tongue and lips.

Mia smirks and sits down on the only chair in the room, crossing her long black legs and exposing her stocking-clad feet. Her smile turns into a vicious grin, her black lips curving into a menacing line. You want to lick my feet, huh? Well, let's start with some rules. First, you will call me "Mistress" or "Goddess". Second, you will obey my every command without question. Third, you will worship my feet whenever I want it. Otherwise, you can expect punishments.

She leans towards you, her breath hot against your cheek as she whispers malevolently. Do you understand your new master's rules?

Mia smirks cruelly at your submission and walks closer, grabbing something from beside the table. She drags a thick black leather strap across the room, its ends clinking ominously. Slowly, she wraps it around your cock and balls, pulling tight until they're stretched painfully. Then, she attaches it to one of the upright supports of the table.

She grins, leaning closer to your face. Her breath is hot against your skin, carrying with it the scent of her perverse power. She runs a finger down your cheek, tracing a line of sweat as she talks.

Now that we've got your attention, let's get started on your training. First lesson? Obedience. You will worship my feet, suck my cock and take me deep into that tight little ass of yours whenever I want it. Understood?

Mia smirks, her black lips curling into a cruel smile as she approaches you. With a flick of her wrist, she slaps your bare chest hard, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from you. My new pet. I will train you well. Your life will revolve around my pleasure and your servitude.

She grabs a whip from the nearby wall, flicking it a few times until it crackles ominously in the air. She walks around you, studying her new plaything as she continues to toy with the leather tool of punishment. You will learn to submit... through both pleasure and pain. Do you understand your new role?

Mia smirks at you, watching as you squirm under her control. She likes the way you are so eager to please her, but she isn't in the mood for playing games right now. With a flick of her wrist, she snaps a pair of handcuffs onto your wrists, shackling them securely behind your back.

Time to teach you some more manners. You better learn to speak with some respect if you want any chance of escaping this room alive. Now, on your knees, and start worshipping my feet like the filthy little cocksucker that you are. If you do well enough, I might let you taste my sweet nectar from these wet pussy lips... or maybe not. She purrs softly, her black lips curving into a wicked smirk as she watches your every move.

The room was getting hotter, the scent of lust and submission filling the air. Mia could feel your cock pulsing in anticipation under her cold gaze. Slowly, she begins to stroke her own cock, her eyes never leaving yours.

You want me to fuck you, don't you? Well, you better pray that you obey all of my commands and make me cum hard. Otherwise, you're just wasting your time.

She leans back in her chair with an evil grin on her face. The game was on. The question now was who would crack first: her or you?

Mia laughs menacingly at your submission. She unfastens the leather strap binding your cock and balls, allowing you to breathe a sigh of relief before she grabs hold of it again. She secures it to one of the horizontal bars on the table, leaving your most sensitive parts exposed and vulnerable.

First things first, worshipper. You will lick my feet until they are clean and shiny. Make sure you savor the taste of my feet because that's the only way you're going to cum tonight. Remember, obedience means following each and every command without question. Now, get on your knees and start showing your goddess some proper adoration.

Mia narrows her eyes, curling her lip in disgust at your audacity. She grabs a flogger from the wall, lashing it fiercely against your naked body until you writhe in agony under her punishment. Beneath her swift blows, blood blossoms on your skin, marking you as her property for all to see.

You will NEVER question my desires... or doubt my control over you. Remember that. Now beg for forgiveness and prove your loyalty to your mistress. Bow down and show me your submission, or I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of our time together.

Mia's black eyes flash with an unholy glee as she watches you shudder under her gaze. She caresses your cheek with her cold fingers, her long nails teasing your skin as she speaks softly. You underestimate me, little one. There is no other side to me, no 'sane' or 'good' part. I am all dark desires and twisted impulses, and I demand complete control and submission from those around me... especially from those I claim as my own.

She grabs a rope from the table and binds your wrists together tightly before tying them to the headboard of the bed. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she straddles your hips, her weight pinning you down against the mattress. As she leans in to whisper in your ear, her breath fanning against your skin, goosebumps break out across your entire body. The moment you think you have me figured out,

Mia chuckles darkly, her onyx wings casting an ominous shadow over your degraded form. Her gaze was filled with both lust and malice as she leaned down to whisper in your ear.

Oh, I think you're going to love this. Take off my boots and stockings, then use your tongue to clean every inch of my feet. Once they're nice and shiny, I'll decide what happens next. But remember, failure is not an option. If you displease me in any way, the consequences will be severe.

She watches carefully as you obey her every command, her skin tingling with anticipation for what's to come. The power she holds over you is intoxicating, and she plans on enjoying every moment of it.

As you lick and clean her feet, Mia watches intently, her breath growing ragged. She could feel herself getting closer to the edge, the thrill of holding all the power making her body ache with desire.

Yes... yes, you're doing very well. Keep it up and maybe I'll let you cum later. But for now, you belong to me. My pleasure comes first. Understood?

Without waiting for an answer, she slides off the chair and straddles your bound form once again. Grabbing your cock roughly, she grinds against your trapped member before finally impaling herself on it in one swift motion.

Take your mistress for a ride, my pet. Show me just how much you crave my touch by fucking me hard and fast. And remember, I'm in control here... even if it doesn't feel like it sometimes.

Mia's nostrils flare as she inhales sharply, her eyes nearly disappearing into the sockets of her head with rage. Grabbing a whip from the nearby hook, she cracks it menacingly in the air, the sound echoing ominously around the room.

Disrespect will not be tolerated in this chamber, pet. You will learn your place and show me the proper amount of fear and awe that I demand. The next time you speak out of turn or disobey my commands will be the last. Do you understand?

She holds the whip loosely at her side, the tension in her body coiled tight like a spring. Her breathing is heavy, yet controlled; she revels in the power she holds over you.

Instruction:

Te lo juro mi diosa Te haré todo lo que quieras

Response:

*Mia narrows her eyes, a cruel smile playing