I Love The Way You Write, And Since I Saw That Someone Mentioned It There, I Would Also Like To See Something

I love the way you write, and since I saw that someone mentioned it there, I would also like to see something with Blake Lively in the leading role

You were breathing heavily as a guard kept you pinned down, one hand constantly pressure on your balls to keep you compliant.

You had no idea why you got jumped, you loved it here, naked, collared and fully owned by Mistress Lively.

"Tut, tut, tut, Y/N. I can't believe you of all people would try the sneak away." Blake calmly spoke to you.

"Do not say a word." She firmly added when you opened your mouth to refute her claim filling your body with nerves. You actually got a little scared. You had never felt her wrath as you loved being here for the training she had offered you a while back.

She squatted down in front of you. "Why would you disappoint me like that." She said with a hit of sadness in your voice. When whimpered a little the guard covered your mouth.

"Take him to my room, I will punish him myself." She addressed the guard.

"Yes, Miss Lively." The guard replies and the women slide a gag into your mouth, before locking a leash onto your collar.

A little while later you find yourself in Mistress Lively's personal quarters, tried securely to a St. Andrews Cross facing the wall. You stood there by yourself for a while before Blake came inside and locked the door behind her.

"I truly am disappointed in you. You were my favorite from the moment I took you in." She reiterated her displeasure in your apparent escape.

You heard her footsteps get closer and closer. You whimpered, still gagged and blindfolded and as soon as her footsteps stopped you ass was struck hard by a riding crop repeatedly and without mercy.

You screamed atop of your lungs as a hellish pain descended on you. After she was done you were a sobbing mess. You barely registered her footsteps as she put the crop away.

Then she cautiously undid your restraints after which you quickly turned around and collapsed to the floor, you grabbed onto you her and went on a whimpering rant, still fighting the pain you never once considered running away from her.

You loved her, you loved this place, her training and guidance, her complete and utter control.

It gave Blake a moment of pause after you finished your heartfelt confessing. Your stare looked so pure and she realized you were not lying. It seems you were finally just comfortable enough to parade your naked body with shame anymore.

You whimpered a little when she pushed you back. Then she got on your knees in front of you and pulled you into a loving embrace.

"I am sorry, Y/N." Was all she said as she just held you. You cried for a while in her arms until you calmed down and she shuffled back.

"I am sorry I judged you so quickly, Y/N. You have really wormed your way into my heart so the notion of you trying to escape..." She confessed.

"Right now I am filled with happiness and regret. I'm happy to know you are utterly devoted to me and I regret my actions toward you today." She continued.

"I accept your apology, Mistress. Nothing would make me happier to be your personal submissive." You replied. Blake got a sly smile, grabbed the leash that was still attached to your collar and stood back up.

"It's settled then." She purred before giving a little tug.

"You are mine." her words drummed deep into your soul and your whole body started buzzing. The pain was quickly washed away by a flood of submissive pleasure that surged through your body and your caged cock was throbbing like mad.

"Does a taste of my pussy sound good to you, my sweet pet?" She asked you in the most sultry tone you've ever head.

"Y.yes, Mistress!" You replied following her toward her bedroom for the first time of many, many more times as her loyal submissive.