Red Chamber II:

Simone’s Notes:

The inner conflict and surrender connected with dominance and submission are enduring themes in human culture and civilization. In human sexuality, this has broadened to include mutual exploration of roles, emotions, and activities that would be difficult or impossible to act out without a willing partner taking an opposing role. A 1985 study suggests that only about 30 percent of participants in BDSM activities are females. A 1995 study indicates that 89% of heterosexual females who are active in BDSM expressed a preference for the submissive-recipient role in sexual bondage, expressing also a preference for a dominant male, and that 71% of heterosexual males preferred a dominant-initiator role.

For six days, Manami reigned supreme in her red chamber.

Day One

The queen had challenging tastes. Her bedroom was a revolving door. Nothing seemed to keep her satisfied. Tonight would be no different. Their queen successfully took her place on top. Her toys stared at her black leather. She leaned down to her pet tied down to her bed.

“You will be mine tonight,” she purred in their ears. One lick was all it took to break them to her will. That’s when she knows the game could begin.

Day Two

She loved to inflict pain upon her toys. The slaves loved it while the pets feared the misery. It didn’t matter to her. She needed to get out the craving for torture. First, she blindfolded or put a satin bag over their heads. Next, she tied them down. After her handy work, she licked her lips. Perfect, now round one can begin.

Day Three

Leather. Knives. Blood. Lace. Ropes. Oil. Handcuffs. Sex toys. Whips. Needles. Gags.

She ran the cold blade along the skin of her prey before making the first cut. The sound and the red made her spine jump.

Leather. Knives. Blood. Lace. Ropes. Oil. Handcuffs. Sex toys. Whips. Needles. Gags.

It was going to be another good night.

Day Four

Screaming. Whipping. Cutting. Grinding. Choking. Stabbing.  Bleeding. Licking. Cutting. Banging. Moaning.

“Yes! Yes! Give me more!”

She doesn’t know how to stop. Even if her slave or pet is out cold or begging for mercy. She will keep on until satisfied. That doesn’t come until day five.

Day Five

She has been itching to do this every time. The queen looked down at her slave or pet. They looked so broken as they lay panting and broken with their bodies covered in sweat. She wasn’t finished. Her fangs sprouted out to finish them off. The taste of blood is her true sexual act. She thrusted her hips as she took in the taste in her red chamber. The victim whimpered in a weak hint of pleasure. They tried to grab onto her, but she pushed them off as they all reached their finally climax of the week.

Day Six

Whether the pets live or die, she was done with them. The same is said for the slaves. When they are all used up, the queen threw them out or they walk out. Either way, the free day always brought in the next toy to play with.