A Lesson in Submission: Training a Deepthroat Gag Submissive
Introducing the Machine and the Gag
Hinako walked into the room, her eyes gleaming with anticipation as she gazed upon her latest creation. She had spent countless hours designing and constructing the perfect tool to train her submissive in the art of deepthroating. The gleaming steel device was both intimidating and alluring, promising a journey of intense pleasure and pain.
Preparing for the Session
Her submissive, already bound and gagged, waited nervously for her mistress's next move. Hinako approached him with a mix of tenderness and dominance, her every step echoing the power dynamics at play. She slipped the long, cold gag into his mouth, fastening it securely behind his head. As she worked, she whispered softly in his ear, her breath hot against his skin.
"You're going to learn how to please me, aren't you?" She asked, her voice dangerously low. "You're going to take everything I have to give, and you're going to love it."
The Machine Takes Control
Once the gag was secure, Hinako attached the device to the submissive's body. The wooden pony rocked back and forth, pushed by the fucking machine, while the gag pulled him deeper into the abyss of his mistress's desires. The sensation was both terrifying and exhilarating, like being on the edge of a razor-sharp cliff.
With each thrust of the machine, Hinako could feel him struggling against the gag. But she knew he couldn't escape her grasp. She smiled to herself, satisfied with her work. "That's it," she murmured. "Let go. Trust me."
The Orgasmic Release
As the session wore on, the submissive's body began to shake with each orgasm. Hinako watched with cold detachment, her fingers dancing across the levers of the machine. She could feel his pleasure coursing through him, and she knew that she had complete control.
Finally, after what seemed like hours, Hinako pulled the gag from his mouth. His eyes were filled with tears, but there was an unmistakable look of gratitude in them. She smiled, knowing that she had successfully trained another willing disciple in the art of deepthroat and submission.
"Was it harsh?" he asked, his voice trembling.
"Perhaps," she replied, her voice calm and even. "But it felt good, didn't it?"
And with that, she walked away, leaving him to contemplate their shared experience.