My mouth is filled with a bright red gag, straps tight around my head, drool slowly seeping out. Naked, suspended above the floor of a large sex dungeon. My arms and legs bound with soft rope tied to a metal hoop. The hoop then connected by separate, thicker and sturdier rope to a pulley sunk deep into the cement ceilling. The lengths of the softer rope are measured and tied off so that my ass is pointed directly towards the floor.

Where on earth am I? I think to myself. I remember going to dinner with this woman, dark haired and very attractive. Her dress was so revealing and her tits, she could've had someone's eye out with those, and all I wanted to do was bury my face in her cleavage! Then I started to feel sleepy and woke up here, alone, the cool air reacting to my skin causing it to break out in goosebumps...

You return to the room, black catsuit instead of the dress, and carrying what looks like an old fashioned doctors bag.

"Good, you're awake," you say with the slightest bit of a smirk. "We're going to play a little game, its so much fun. Just let me finish setting it up, okay?"

Out comes a bright pink butt plug. A huge one, think of a big one then imagine something two times bigger than that. Now add a little length for the hell of it. A smidge more? Yeah that's the size of it.

The plug is set right underneath me as you snap on a latex medical glove and cover that in lube.

"Relax"

Your fingers slip into my asshole, coating it until it is slick enough that there is no resistance to your hand anymore. You take your hand out and boop my nose woth the gloved hand. Another smirkm Then the plug gets near enough half the bottle poured over it.

The gloved is peeled off and dumped on the floor, and you walk to the crank for the pulley and begin to lower me down. Down. Down.

The very tip of the plug just slips into my ass before you stop.

"Perfect, you're all lined up," you comment, returning to you and getting one more item out of the bag.

The knife is clearly sharp and well cared for, it looks like a weapon. You see a look of terror in my eyes and give me another smirk in response. "Don't worry, this isn't for you," you respond to my unasked question with a terrifyingly calm voice. "Here's the game, I'm going to take the gag out of your mouth. You are going to start talking, I want to know something from you. Maybe you know what but when I don't like what I am hearing, am bored or just want you to hurry up I am going to be cutting that thick rope up there." My eyes look upward at the rope above me.

"Until you drop." You smile. "If I still haven't heard what I want when that happens then we'll just reset the game over and over until I do. Are you excited? I am, let's get started. I'll just pull out that gag for you..."

(OOC: Full kinklist is available in my post history. Only looking to plat with a F domme, or at least one playing as F domme, so no M does please.)