Night of the Dominatrix

Laughing diabolically, she brought the whip down upon him. It struck his little naked ass and caused him to jerk up at the sting of the pain. Eventually, an intense red mark began appearing upon his backside. Again, she struck him. This time blood began oozing from his asscheek. Turning Sam over to his back with her boot, Kate began striking him all over his frame, especially upon his thighs, and on occasion upon his little hairless cock. At this point, the brat was screaming and pleading for mercy. She gave him none. However, after ninety seconds, she stopped and threw the whip to one side of the solfa. Turning around, Kate sat down upon the soft furniture and gazed down at the pathetic sight before her, noting that many of the whip marks began bleeding. The kid didn’t look too well. However, this only heightened her sexual yearnings, causing her cunt juice to run upon the cushion as she stared on at helpless little Sam.

Then, as their eyes met, she ordered, ” Here, little asswhipe, kiss my boot and worship me!” Placing the sole of her stiletto masterpiece atop his face, she again ordered, ” Kiss, or I’ll whip the shit out of you again.” Frightened out of his wits, the child began respecting the sole of her boot, kissing away until she moved the work of art to its side and said, ” Kiss the side also.” Thus, Sam kissed and kissed. With that done, Kate moved the stiletto shaft over his lips and told him, ” suck it, suck it, you piece of garbage or I’ll jam it in your eye!” Terrified, the little kid complied, sucking away at the heel as she leaned back and absorbed it all in.

Seven minutes later, Kate had enough of the spike sucking. Getting up, she stood directly over him with one boot to his right and the other to his left. Thus, the kid was looking straight up at her cunt. She ask, ” Did you ever see a real live pussy before, what do ya think?” Shaking, the child could only lay there and say nothing. Next, Kate squatted down and slowly brought her crotch over his mouth, saying, ” Lick me you fucken nothing, lick me!” She pushed her cunt everharder upon his lips, causing the child to be overcome by the musky smell of the female reproductive system. At first, he was hesitant; she however said mockingly, ” Lick, you’ll get used to it; it’s an acquired taste, just ask all the guys who visit me.” Cautiously, the abused one stuck his tongue into her slit and began eating her out, going on and on as she constantly told him to lick with greater and greater enthusiasm, making him slurp away until she had an orgasm all over his face.

Standing up straight again, the lady walked over to where Sam had dropped the popsicle. Looking down, she noticed that almost all of it melted away and only a small amount was left on the wooden stick. She bent down and picked it up. Next, Kate returned to the eight year old and again stood over him as previously. Then, as her face displayed pure maliciousness, the female tyrant slowly pushed the popsicle up into her cunt, gently moving it about somewhat. After pulling it out and looking at it, she said to the kid, ” So Sammy, you didn’t finish your treat, here lick it up.” Bending down, Kate shoved the thing into his face, saying, ” Eat it.” However, due to his pussy licking, puke was now running down the side of his face. Nevertheless, she insisted he take it into his mouth.

Hesitating, he begged, ” Please, let me go, please, I won’t tell anyone.”

She only replied with, ” No way kido; now lick.” He continued whining. Therefore, Kate reached toward his balls with her other hand and began squeezing his scrotum. She squeezed harder and harder until the kid’s face turned red.

Eventually, he screamed, ” Ok, ok, I’ll lick it!”

As Sam took the thing into his mouth, Kate smiled in triumph. He ate it all. When finished, she got up and threw the stick into the livingroom wastebasket. Upon returning to the kid, she again stood directly over him. Placing both of her hands on her hips, she said, ” I think you need something to wash that down with, open wide.” Then, she let it go! However, the brat wouldn’t open his mouth. He turned his head to the side with disgust and kept his eyes closed as the piss ran down the edge of his face. In agitation, Kate held back the rest of her piss and yelled down at the kid, ” You little fuck, I said open and drink!” With that, she started kicking and stomping his chest with the stiletto spike.

Consequently, the pain brought the little creature to compliance. He said, ” All right, all right, please stop hurting me!”

A second later, Kate let her bladder go, and the piss went straight down into his mouth. In fact, he drank it all down as she smiled and laughed, ” Ha, ha, whose humiliating who now!”

When finished, Kate stepped over Sam with one of her legs and stood at his side. Next, she pushed him over again with her boot until he lay atop his stomach with his hands shackled behind his back and his ankles bound together. Afterward, the female monster moved toward his face. Consequently, with his chin resting upon the floor, the kid was looking straight at the shinny boots. Assertively, she remarked, ” Kiss em again, show me you worship me, for I’m now your goddess, you little dirt head.” Moving his lips forward, Sam kissed, doing so for ten minutes until she gave the order to stop.

With the second round of boot kissing finished, she ventured into the kitchen and found a pack of cigarettes on the kitchen table. Taking the Marlboros, she reached into the pack and removed one. Next, Kate placed it into her mouth and grabbed a lighter lying also upon the table. Lighting the stick up, she returned to the kid and squatted before his face. Blowing smoke at him as he lay there helpless, she laughed and remarked, ” So, you ready for the next thing?” Still laughing, she rotated her body one hundred and eighty degrees until her ass was directly before his eyes. The naked beauty said, ” Here, kiss my ass, punk!” Obeying, Sam moved his lips to her rump and kissed her spectacular female behind. While puffing away, she turned her head back and smiled, for the whole scene was a great turn on for her as cunt juice ran out of her vaginal cavity. Finally, having enough of the adoration, the dominatrix said commandingly, ” Stop!” Then, with the cigarette still between her lips, she mumbled, ” Now for the best experience in your entire pathetic life.” Afterward, as Sam helplessly looked on, the lady shit directly on the floor before his face! Laughter broke forth from her mouth, causing the Marlboro to fall out. Standing up straight, she brought the sole of her black boot directly on top of the butt, extinguishing it. Then, Squatting back down, this time slightly to the side of his face, she ordered, ” lick my asshole clean!”

However, the kid was reluctant and again began begging, ” No, no, please, please!”

Giving him no mercy, Kate got up and reached for the whip on the solfa, letting him have two lashings across the back. The pain brought compliance. Therefore, she squatted back down and again stuck her rear into his face, saying, ” Lick!” This time he obeyed, pressing his young tongue upon her shit smeared nether eye and began the cleaning job. Eventually, with six strokes, he had her satisfied. Upon standing up, she looked down at him with the greatest sadistic smile he’d ever seen. Grinning away, she said, ” Well Sammy, see that shit pile, move your degenerate face toward it and begin eating, eat it all! That’s right, I want it all gone; I even want you to lick the floor afterward, leaving not a spot!” Then, she yelled, ” Do you hear me, jerk!” While shaking, he looked at her crap with complete fear and resignation. Thus, he slowly did as she said. Kate, on the other hand, looked down with an intense interest. In fact, seeing the child eat her shit began causing vaginal vibrations. Moreover, the oscillations made her move her middle finger to her cunt and begin playing with herself. While he ate away, she played away. In the end, as he finished licking up the last of her excrement, the horny female had an orgasm. With the sexual burst over, Kate went back into the kitchen and returned with the whole cigarette pack and the lighter. Lighting up another, she began puffing away.

As she smoked, her expectation came true. The little abused creature couldn’t keep it down, throwing up as he lay on his stomach. The vomit went directly on the floor before his face. Removing the cigarette from her mouth, Kate yelled, ” You little fuck, I’ll fix you!” Reaching for the whip, she again started striking the helpless boy. He screamed and screamed, for she really let it down with full force, causing his back to become a mangled mass of red flesh mixed with blood. After the cunt stopped, she said commandingly, ” Lick that all back up, you little creep; I mean it if you know what’s good for you!” Doing as she ordered, the child began slurping up his own puke mixed with a fine brown substance commonly known as shit water. Finally, Sammy finished up. However, once again, it all came back forth upon the floor. He simply couldn’t keep the gross stuff down. With fury in her diabolical, yet sexy eyes, Kate brought the whip back down, giving it to him over and over, tearing his flesh forth as he screamed and begged. Further, the sadistic lady began noting the smell of blood mixed in with the oder of shit and puke. Stopping for a moment, Kate bent down, squatting forward so her face eventually met his back. Taking a deep breath through her nose, the woman absorbed the full fragrance of blood. Next, she took her index finger and moved it to one of the whip cuts. Lightly, the vixen slid her finger tip along the laceration, picking up a few drops of blood. Bringing that same finger tip to her lips, mistress of the night licked off the red substance, remarking, ” Not bad, not bad at all.” Again, she ran her finger over one of his wounds. And again, the lady slurped up some blood. Finally, standing upright again she placed the cigarette back between her lips. Pulling the Marlboro out, she exhaled and yelled, ” I want that stuff to stay down!” As before, the whip came down. The poor kid was once more forced to lick up his own puke. In her rage, the mistress whipped away until a pool of blood began forming on the floor to each side of the kid. Noticing this, Kate tossed the whip on the couch and rolled Sammy over with her boot. As he lay upon his scorched back in total agony, Kate moved forward a step, placing the sharp heel of her stiletto spike on his stomach. Then, the unholy wench began letting the pressure increase as she shifted her weight upon the kid. Evermore, the pain increased, making the child scream out in total agony. Nevertheless, our lady showed no mercy, continuing to press and press. Finally, blood came forth as she realized his large intestine was ruptured. Not caring one cents worth, the mistress pulled out the spike and placed it on another spot atop his abdomen. Again, she applied pressure until that spot too had blood coming forth. Next, she choose another location, this time jamming the point in with speed as one does with a knife. As Sam screeched forth, she only laughed and remarked, ” So you made fun of me outside, you shit, I’ll teach you, I’ll teach you!” With clenching her teeth, she spoke on, ” I hate kids, I hate all you fucks, you can all go to hell!” Intense tears ran down the brat’s face. Truly, agony was now his middle name!

For two more minutes, she poked away at him with the heel. Then, Kate extinguished her cigarette butt in the tray atop the table and reached over toward the pack and lighter. While firing up another, the female said to Sam, ” I’ll be back.” Leaving him there shackled, she ventured into the cellar of the home. Arriving in the basement, the fiend went straight to a closet built into the wall. Within this cubical were some old tools that came with the house, the previous owner left them there. Reaching in, the dark haired beauty removed an old rusted ax. Upon inspection, the mistress could easily tell that it was still sharp enough to use. After shutting the closet door, she ventured back up to the livingroom with the ax in one hand and the cigarette in the other.

When the woman returned to the kid, she stood before him and puffed away. Sammy was terrified at the sight. Looking at the ax, he started to stutter, ” I, I didn’t mean to call you names, I’m sorry, please, please don’t hurt me!”

Removing the Marlboro from her mouth, Kate said, ” That’s your problem; I don’t care about you!” She went on, ” What else am I to do with you; I let you go, you’ll run to your mommy, crawl up her ass, and tell her all the things I did to you.”

However, interceding, Sam said, ” No, no, I won’t tell her, I won’t tell anyone!”

Laughing, Kate only remarked sarcastically, ” Sure!” Afterward, raising the rusted instrument over her head, Kate brought it down hard directly into his chest. While making a last gasp for life, the ax went through his breast plate, entering his heart. His head slowly moved to one side and finally came to a halt. With the stare of death, his eyes remained wide open, displaying nothing save pure fear. Looking downward, Kate knew she had really done it; the brat was dead; she actually succeeded in killing another human being. Feeling no regret, her cunt throbbed and dripped with excitement, causing her to realize the pure thrill of killing. Indeed, taking another’s life was sexually stimulating! Yes, it was fun, an amusement surpassing any other!

However, be as all may, she now had a real problem. taking another drag of the cigarette, she said to herself, ” How am I gonna get rid of this shit kid?” Musing on for a minute, she finally said to her own ears, ” Yea, I’ve got it.” Walking into the diningroom, she removed the cuff keys from the drawer. Upon returning to the corpse, Kate unlocked the shackles and took them off. Then, Kate went into the kitchen and washed the cuffs in the sink. Afterward, she returned them with the keys into the diningroom drawer. With this done, the gothic murderess went back to the couch and got the whip. Seeing blood on both the whip and the solfa, Kate went into the kitchen, finding some turpentine. Going back to the solfa, she removed the blood smears from the cushion. That done, Kate took both the turpentine and the whip to the kitchen, replacing the bottle and washing off the whip. Again, the lady returned to the diningroom and replaced the whip. Venturing back to the kid’s body, she looked down at it. Blood was pouring forth and making a large puddle in the middle of the livingroom. After staring down at the child, she finally realized the body must be covered with something before she can move it or there’ll be blood all over the house. Hence, the feline returned to the kitchen and got a huge plastic bag. Going back to the kid, she placed it over him. Finally, Kate wrapped the open end of the bag about Sam’s ankles and dragged him upstairs into the bathroom. There, she raised his corpse over the tub’s side, letting him fall in.

Afterward, she pulled the bag off his frame and let it lay in the tub. Returning to the livingroom, the mistress got the ax. Coming back up to the bathroom, she went to the tub and began hacking away at his little body. One by one, she chopped off his arms and legs. Finally, hacking five times at his neck, she eventually got his head to fall off. With the gruesome job completed, Kate took his head and one of his arms, shoving them into the bag. Then, the female went back into the kitchen to get three more bags. In these, she distributed his torso, the remaining arm, and both his legs. After tying the plastic shut, she rinsed them off and raised the bags over the rim of the tub, placing the plastic bags on the bathroom floor.

Next, Kate turned on the water and cleaned out the tub with the hand held movable hose, flushing all the blood to oblivion. With that done, she reached below the bathroom sink for some cleanser and ventured down to the livingroom, cleaning off the wooden floor afterward. Twenty minutes later, all was perfect; she removed everything leaving a mark, the vomit, her shit, and obviously, the blood. Picking up the ax, she returned the cleaning utensils and also rinsed off the ax. The ax clean, she went with it to the basement, replacing the object back into the closet.

Everything was now in order. As a result, Kate went back up to the livingroom and got dressed. After going back up into the bathroom, she grabbed one of the bags and ventured with it out of the house via the side door. With her car parked in the drive, she simply unlocked the back hatch, throwing the bag in. Again, the feline entered the home and came out with the second one, throwing it also into the vehicle. She returned two more times for the remaining bags. All finished, the woman locked the mustang and entered the side door, locking it also.

Going into the livingroom, the mistress took out a cigarette from the pack. She lit it up and began to inhale. With her first puff, she remembered the bike. Opening the front door, Kate looked both ways up and down the street, seeing no one except a few cars moving along. Hence, after the cars were out of sight, the female went over to the bike and raised it up, carrying it into the house. Finally, she let it drop to the floor, locking the front door behind her.

Looking at the twenty inch huffy, she remarked, ” I hate those stupid things; everytime I drive down the street, a whole bunch of those brats ride around and always get in the way.” Next, after taking the bike down to the cellar, she threw it to the floor. The gothic one went over to a tool box, returning to the bike with the box and began taking the thing apart until all that was left were the separate pieces and parts. Indeed, Kate even unscrewed each individual spoke from the rim. Finally, she bent the rims together until they were reduced to the space of only a foot. As a result, the entire bike now fit into a cardboard box no larger than a foot and a half to a side, making the task of disposal quite easy. Taking the box with all its contents, she went upstairs with it. Placing the cardboard container upon the kitchen floor, the female killer returned to the livingroom. Lighting up another cigarette, she walked over to the stereo, taking a CD containing the music of Mozart. A second later, the Requiem Mass echoed throughout the home. Truly, the piece was appropriate, for she remarked to herself, ” Here kid, that’s your funeral music.” While bathing in the notes, the work entered her inner core as each measure unraveled itself. Listening on, she smoked away and thought, ” Tonight, when it’s dark, I’ll throw the bags in some dumpster fifty miles away from here; then I’ll do the same with the stupid bike box; all will be fine; they’ll never find out that it was yours truly who did away with that useless brat.” Smiling to herself, the cigarette smoke worked its way slowly to the ceiling. Next, looking at the clock, lady dark hairs realized that the whole day had passed and the time was now four in the afternoon. Going into the kitchen, she made herself some coffee, her usual second cup of the day. After drinking it, she returned to the livingroom, picking up the book she’d been previously reading, starting where she left off. After two hours, she returned to the kitchen and made dinner. Eating her dinner, she cleaned up when finished and realized it was almost dark. With the kitchen in order, she grabbed the bike box and left through the side door, locking afterward. Placing the box on the passenger seat, she got in, started the engine, and drove off. Arriving at the nearest interstate, she got on and drove about forty five miles until she reached a small town. Then, the lady got off the highway and drove to a closed supermarket, going to the back of the structure, stopping in front of a dumpster. The diabolical cunt got out and opened the back hatch. One by one, she tossed the plastic bags into the large metal trash container. Afterward, Kate opened the passenger door, removing the bike box. Doing the same, that is throwing the box into the dumpster, the lady reentered her black mustang and drove back to her abode. It took almost an hour to return home. Eventually, she turned the corner and drove up the street toward her house.

However, as Kate drove up the street, she saw something which initially gave her a shock. Seeing a police cruiser parked along the curb before a house she was certain to be the home of the kid, Kate cautiously steered her car up the street and pulled into her driveway. Turning off the engine, she next went inside by way of the side door. After locking it behind her, she went into the livingroom, placing her beautiful ass down on the solfa. In the dark, Kate lit up a cigarette and smoked away as she thought about what she’d tell the police if questioned. She’d make up some story about being away shopping or something; her only hope being that no one saw her with the kid earlier during the day. Eventually, however, Kate went upstairs, cleaned off, and crawled into bed. Finally, her mind drifted off, producing a light sleep.

Sunday went by with nothing much happening. With the arrival of Monday, she fell back to her routine, seeing a few more clients. This all went on for a week and a half. Nevertheless, one evening, she tuned into the local news and saw a missing child report on the TV set. In fact, the coverage was about Sam. Eagerly, she glued her eyes to the tube, viewing and hearing every detail. To her relief, it appeared as if no one found the body parts behind the store in the dumpster. The report merely displayed the kid’s photo, saying, ” If you have any information about this child please call the number below.”

As the report ended and other news began, Kate turned off the tube, leaned back in the solfa, sucked her Marlboro, and said conceitedly to herself, ” I’ve got information about that little punk, but you can be sure I’m not calling.” Laughing away, her attention moved elsewhere and life went on.

Weeks turned into months. On occasion, the news brought the missing child report, but all in all, things appeared to Kate that they’ll never find the kid, much less the individual who killed him.

And so it turned out to be. She was never questioned and eventually the case seemed to vanish. Moreover, the police found no further evidence to solve the case with, placing it on hold due to more immediate crimes. In the end, Kate became confident that she got away with murder.

Since a few months had past since her hideous act, summer was now in full force. June had come and gone with the beginning of July bathing all in its placid warmth. The date was July second. Just finishing her last domination session for the day, the female was ready to go out for a long walk in the summer’s heat. Being ten thirty in the evening made it already dark. She loved to walk alone late into the night. A certain mystique existed with nocturnal summer sounds the likes of which our gothic lady couldn’t resist. Consequently, she left the house and strolled away. Slowly walking down the street, she heard on occasion the distant sound of firecrackers. Remarking to herself in the black of night, she said, ” Some more of those stupid fucken punks getting ready for July Forth; haven’t they got anything else better to do except make noise; bastards, why don’t they all die!” Moving along, she tried to enjoy as much of the night as possible. Then, she saw it. Upon looking toward the night time horizon, the woman saw a glow moving. At first she thought to herself, ” Must be a bottle rocket or something.” However, with greater attention on her part, the object seemed more distant, but nevertheless moving across the sky in her direction. Upon further inspection, she decided it was a meteor of some sorts. As it got closer, it seemed stranger and stranger, appearing to be red as it glowed. After a minute, it wasn’t so far off any more, looking as if it were making a descent toward her immediate area. Finally, the thing shot through the street, eventually penetrating a tree lawn before a house and coming to a halt.

Looking both ways, Kate was happy to see no one else had seen the object imbed itself into the ground. Racing over, she saw a red glow emerging from an indentation on the lawn. Slowly, Kate brought her hand to the spot. Reaching her hand into the groove, she removed what looked to be a florescent diamond. To her surprise it wasn’t hot as one might expect from a meteorite. Further, the red glow was fading, but nevertheless retained its self illumination after the intensity reached a low point. After studying it for a few seconds, Kate placed the prize into her pocket.

Upon coming home, the lady walked through the front entrance and into the kitchen. Reaching into her pocket, she produced the novel find, eyeing it with curiosity. Finally, after over forty five seconds, she decided to lay it on the counter next to the sink. The thing glowed away with its gentle florescence. After turning off the kitchen light, the feline began venturing upstairs to her bedroom, turning back and admiring the object’s appearance in the dark. It looked like a rare gem displayed in a museum. Nonetheless, our gothic and diabolical vixen ascended the stairs, got undressed, showered off, and prepared for sleep. With the passage of another twenty minutes, the evil goddess fell to sleep.

Kate opened her eyes, having her pupils pierced by the morning sun light. Glancing at her alarm clock told her it was seven thirty eight. Hence, the lady got up and dressed herself, fixing her hair afterward. With all done, Kate went