MToTD - NatashaOtil - "The Spy That Loved S&M"



There is no time like the present. Carpe diem! I always say. Living life in the moment can be scary but if you don’t try it, you’ll always live to regret it. I don’t have any regrets. Like the time my linguistic and sexual skills were utilized for a top-secret international mission. Bet you didn’t see that coming?


Someone at this agency saw me on Mistress World and they wanted me to help them get some information from a Russian diplomat who had a penchant for being dominated. Two days later, I was put on a plane bound for Russia.

I arrived in Kiev and set up shop in an club called “The Red Dragon”, and my room was wired with video and audio surveillance. My job was to get my client into a very compromising position, maybe torture him with a little playtime, and get him to spill the beans before spilling his beans.

When he arrived, he was escorted by his entourage to my room. There I received him decked out in leather boots, panties, jacket and captain’s hat. “Do you speak English,” I asked in Russian. He shook his head. I pulled out a riding crop and slapped him across the hands. “You call me Mistress or I’ll make you suffer, scum!” I scolded. He cowered a bit, “Yes, Mistress!”

I ordered him to take his clothes off. As he stripped, I continued to slap him with the crop. He selected a pair of leather t-back underwear and studded vest. I attached restraints to his wrists and ankles. His back was literally up against a wall.

I slapped his cock and balls around with the crop. The pain and pleasure was making him sweat. He begged me to stop. “No such luck, comrade. Not until you answer me, scum!”

I asked him what the agency wanted me to. He said he couldn’t. Phase two. I brought out a large red candle and lit it. The wax melted into a small pool of sanguine. I tilted the candle over him and he cringed as the red drops rained down on his exposed chest and belly. “Stop!” he cried out. “

I don’t know what you want to know,” he said catching his breath. I waited for more wax. I grabbed his dick and poured the hot wax all over his shaft. He squealed. “Okay, I’ll tell you…”

Afterwards, I left the room and the authorities thanked me for my service and sent me home. All in a day’s work.

 

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