Evelyn, though she went by Ev, was a strongwilled woman. Though only 23, she carried herself like a well-weathered warrior. Of course, her body was that of a beautiful, well-toned nature. She wasn't one for nail polish or make-up, and she always kept her hair short with one side shaved to a buzz. One thing to keep in mind about Ev: She's kinky.
Tonight would be another fun, pleasurable, and hopefully painful night with her new-found domme. They had only known each other for about a week, and they had only played for two nights, but Ev felt she could trust her new domme. Sierra.
She thought about the name. Sierra. Fitting for someone so hot. She was elegant, and carried herself with a cool control. She wore makeup, but just enough to accentuate her natural beauty. Cherry red lipstick seemed to be a constant, and she particularly favored red dresses with a vintage-class feel. Slim, with an opening from the thigh down on one side, seemed to be her particular favorite. Sierra had promised tonight would be something Ev would never forget.
Now, Ev waited. She usually didn't get nervous, but she couldn't help it. The curiosity and anticipation were getting to her. She sat on her bed and let out a long breath, glanced at the clock, then at the door, and finally laid back, hoping to loosen her nerves before-
Ev jumped up immediately and ran to the door. Standing before her was Sierra in all her stunning grace. Her high heels clacked rhythmically as she stepped gracefully inside, only leading Ev by the arm. Sierra sat on the couch, crossing one leg over the other, and lighting a cigarette. She looked at the still standing Ev and said firmly "Sit."
Ev began to sit down in a nearby chair, but Sierra shook her head, "Did I say sit in a chair? Sit." her words alone carried power.
Ev hesitantly sat on the ground near Sierra. "I... uhm, you... what are we gonna do... tonight?"
Sierra stared at her, taking a long puff of smoke, and letting it out slowly before responding, "A pet is better seen, not heard, wouldn't you agree?"
"I-" Ev began, before Sierra cut in.
"That was rhetorical, Toy." She reached into her purse, revealing a collar with a small box attached to it, "Come here, Pet."
Ev cautiously moved closer, "What is th-"
Sierra quickly strapped it tight around her neck, and Ev felt excitement rise through her body, until she heard a locking click. A lock? They had agreed locks were a limit until they got to know each other more!
Ev pulled at the collar furiously, "What the f-cckkgslll!!" Ev spasmed violently as a stinging pain shot through her body from her neck. It felt like it was frying her brain and her nerves overwhelmed her, as she still pulled at the collar. Tears began to stream in the sheer pain.
Sierra looked down at the spasming mess that was Ev with a smirk and a look of satisfaction. She held a remote with a key attached, showing it gloatingly, "This will definitely keep that disobedient mouth shut. Make a sound, and zap! So lucky they make barking collars with a sensitivity control. Plus, if you ever need a good zap, I just press this button."
Ev, who was now seething with rage and only just recovered from the last bout of shocks, glared back at Sierra "Fuck yo-AGHHH!!!"
Sierra smiled as her plaything writhed in pain, knowing her strong will would keep her fighting for a long, long time. Maybe even till the end of the night, if only barely. As Ev lay panting on the ground, eyes wide in a mix of fear and rage, Sierra put her cigarette out, and stood over her. "Crawl to the bed, Pet, or I'll turn up the shock setting."
Ev just stared back, breathing heavily. Sierra smiled, "Just as I thought."
As electricity consumed her, Ev flailed against the ground, gripping her collar in agony and desperation. After only twenty seconds or so, it stopped, but she was passing out. The last thing she saw before unconsciousness took her was Sierra's confident smirk of triumph. That Bitch.
As she slowly woke, Ev found she was in her bed. Had that all been a dream? It felt so real... and there was a lot to feel. She tried to rub her neck, but found her arm was held tight to her stomach by a straitjacket. She sat up in a panic. That is, she tried to sit up in a panic, but found something was holding her neck to the bed. She kicked wildly, but even her ankles were chained in a squatting position to something rubbing against her pussy. She looked around helplessly, but unquestionably turned on.
"HelloOOWWW!!" She howled as that nerve-wrending shock filled her body from her neck again. "SIERRA YOU BITCHHKKKF!!!"
Sierra laughed like a coy villain, "Oh but dear Evelyn, you're my Bitch now."
Ev felt a sudden powerful vibration against her cunt, as she realized her legs were bound to a Sybian, and as much as she struggled, it did little to nothing to remove the growing pleasure from invading her pussy. She bit her lip hard, almost drawing blood as she tried not to make a sound.
"Let's play a little game." Sierra said calmly, enjoying the show as her Plaything wriggled and writhed in pleasure and fear, helpless to her whims. "Every time you make a sound, I turn both the shock and vibration intensity up. If you last the whole night, you win, and I'll let you go. If you break, I own your ass."
Ev knew Sierra wouldn't let her go, even if she won, "You lying c-UHGGGDD!!!"
"Oh! That's one!" Ev winced as the vibrator got even faster, and the collar bit her slightly harder as it stopped.
Her heart was thumping like she had just run a marathon, and her mind buzzed with panic and fear. But through it all, she couldn't help being helplessly turned on. Which did not help her situation. She wriggled and squirmed helplessly, as Sierra kneeled across her stomach, smiling down on her. Ev let out just a small "Gh-" and her collar filled her with pain as her pleasure only increased. This was maddening...
"That's two! Oh, I'm glad this jacket I bought you is insulating, it'll keep all those little bits of electricity bouncing around a little extra. Plus, now I get a much more personal view of your face as your mind dwindles." Sierra brushed just a tiny bit of Ev's short hair from her face. "Once you're Fully mine, we'll have to change up your look. Ooooh, should I make you my dog, or my servant? I bet you look cute in a pretty dress and long hair. Hmmm, maybe we'll just grow out the half you have, that could be especially adorable."
Ev practically foamed from the mouth in frustration, as overwhelming pleasure rushed through her, and made her fight helplessly from causing unbearable pain. All she could do was glare and try to through Sierra off of her as the dominant smiled and planned how to make use of her. God, it was so infuriatingly hot, and she fought with everything not to make a sound, and not to let the approaching orgasm come.
But, Ev came, hard. At first, she screamed in ecstasy as the blissful orgasm overtook her. Then she screamed in pain, and every nerve burned as the shocks only got worse and worse. Everything went white, and the last thing she saw this time was Sierra smirking down at her, as she turned the collar and vibrator even higher.
Sierra smiled affectionately as the resilient, fiery Ev was now only a panting, foaming mess, eyes going dull and struggling practically gone. Sierra grabbed her by the chin, and forced her to look at her, "Who owns you, Sweet Thing?"
Ev's eyes came into focus for a moment, with fire dimming by the second, "Ffff-DDGGHAAAAaaAAAANN!!!" She screamed, the vibrator and collar both now on max, pleasure and pain filling every nerve in her body as the two melded into one and her mind swam, electricity frying it as much as the unbearable stimulation of every nerve.
Sierra turned off the collar, knowing Ev was only going to keep screaming otherwise, grabbing her chin again, "Who Owns You?" her words carried venom, though they fell on Ev's currently too overloaded to tell mind.
She managed a pitifully weak, "you do mistress..."
"That's a good girl." Sierra said, patting the now dull-minded Ev on the cheek. She turned the collar onto a continuous but low setting, and left Ev bound to the bed, vibrator and collar pumping into her stimuli with unending torment.
Sierra took out a pair of ear plugs from her purse, and put them in calmly, humming to herself as she laid on the couch and fell asleep peacefully. Ev managed to stay conscious the entire night, a commendable feat, to say the least. But by morning, every trace of who she once was, was washed away by the relentless pain and pleasure. She barely even noticed when Mistress Sierra took Ev out of her restraints, and took away the Sybian. She started to recover when Mistress Sierra was dressing her up in restrictive dresses and heels, but then the shocks returned, and that pesky little thought saying "Fight!" faded away again. She no longer cared who she used to be as she made serving Mistress Sierra every way she could. She became excited when she was left with a small vibrator on all the time, and even got daily, hour-long shock sessions to keep her docile.
Sierra proudly watched as Evelyn, now going by her full name, bussed the table and washed the dishes. She had become a tame housewife. Sierra sipped her glass of wine, enjoying the view her now long-haired Pet, her restrictive dress leaving just enough to the imagination as she bent slightly over the sink.
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