Alice, as she had come to be called, looked up from where she was hanging. Her nipples, her cunt, her ass were all sore. Her wrists were burnt from squirming in the leather of the straps that held her, and the wood of the post had been digging into her ass.
She had never cum so much in her life.
She started as a gloved hand ran gently across her cheek. She knew it was a glove only because she had seen it before; black leather with gold scales (not pure, he had told her, just before she had felt it's cruel, delicious bite on her delicate ass) and tipped with curving, steel claws that bit into her every time, bringing forth the unsolicited, unwanted, but wholly desired pain that caused her to whimper as she dripped.
She had no idea how long she had been out, after the intense orgasm that had torn at her very soul like a hungry beast.
"Good morning, Alice." muttered the voice behind her, a voice she recognized as the Cheshire Cat. "Did you sleep well?"
She whimpered in response, as his clawed glove trailed across the fresh red streaks, the bruises across her back.
"Good, good." he said in that low, slightly gravelly voice she had come to know so well. "Would you like me to untie you?"
She desperately wanted to say yes, of course; her arms ached from the prolonged suspension, and her thighs screamed from being held open. She knew better, however.
"Only if you desire, Master."
"Good girl." was all he said, as he unstrapped the buckles around her ankles, letting them fly free as he rotated the crank that lowered her onto the polished black linoleum floor.
The compliment, only a few short weeks ago, would have caused her to object; now, it only caused a deep satisfaction that went straight to her already-wet hole, causing it to throb even harder.
Unbuckling her wrists, he massaged her arms gently before smacking her ass one last time, before squeezing and whispering in her ear...
"Go get in the bath, girl. You have the rest of the day free."
-this might be a good place to put the description of the mansion.-
As she climbed into the bath, she thought she might have another orgasm. She sighed, wondering how she got to here, and where it would all end, the warm water soothing her wounds...
This is an original work. It is currently in the process of being rewritten. Feel free to repost; I am working on the book, which will be for sale in my Lulu store.