and pussy, she discovered a new and intimate form of pain. Stepping off to the side Raul turned the voltage up to high and watched as Monica shot a stream of pee across the room. He laughed as he always did when he played this game. Taking total control of another being, even down to their base functions, was his ultimate thrill. He thanked his lucky stars that he found such a generous benefactor as Sam, a man with the means that could finance this amazing lifestyle.
After that little interlude, he turned down the voltage to a low pulsing, one that stung, but did not hurt too much. Monica was barely conscious, with her head bobbing down to her shoulders. He wrapped a rope several times over her eyes. Then he used the end of it to support her from behind, with the rope blinding her at the same time. He checked her bindings and seeing they were secure, he knelt down and took a greased butt plug he had left on the floor.
He began to prod her tight little sphincter with it, spreading the lube around the hole and causing her to moan in distress. He watched as she tightened her anal muscle, trying to keep it closed, a reaction he fully expected. He teased her ass several times, as she gripped tight to avoid letting into her rectum.
“This can be easy or hard, your choice. Either you relax or I will shove it in while you fight it,” he said as he pushed it against the tight bud of her rear passage. In a moment he saw it relax and with a skill learned from much practice, he shoved the flared plug into her ass, stretching it wide and making Monica scream into the rag acting as a gag. In a moment it was over with the plug trapped inside her rectum, but the pain Monica felt radiated through her like a wild fire.
He took a thin metal rod with a threaded end and screwed it into the base of the plug, then wedged it against the floor. This put just enough pressure on it to keep it interesting for Monica, while making sure she could not evacuate it. The cruelty with which Raul was treating Monica was rapidly destroying her resolve, making her willing to do anything he might ask just to make these tortures stop.
But Raul was just getting started and while still kneeling in front of her, he took the wires attached to her pussy clips and used them to peel her labia apart. He leaned in and used his long tongue to tease her bulging clitoris, erect and poking out from under its hood. In just a few minutes she was moaning from another orgasm he forced from her, leaving her feeling like she was teetering between heaven and hell.
As she writhed in her bonds trying to escape the pain and pleasure assailing her from everywhere, Raul used his tongue to drive her to the brink of insanity. When he finally stopped she let a low groan of relief, barely able to stand any more stimulation to her overloaded clit. It throbbed and pulsed like never before, becoming the sole focus of her mind. Eighteen years of pent up lust were being unleashed in a cruel and unusual way, one that was destroying any grip she had on normalcy.
She heard his voice as if he was far away, but his words were clearly understood when he said, “I will return soon and replace that plug with my cock slave.”
In her ragged state of mind she watched him dress and leave her alone to suffer in private. This brutal treatment made her doubt Sam’s promise to take things easy on her daughters, but she also knew she had no choice but to agree and obey them on the off chance he would honor his promise. Her body was so cruelly bound that there was not a part of her that did not ache. The pulses in her sore nipples and swollen labia gave her no respite, keeping her awake and focused on her current plight. The thought of that monster cock filling her ass when Raul returned made her future appear even bleaker.
***
As Monica suffered in her private hell, Katia was kneeling on the floor of her master’s bedroom as he whipped her back and ass. She was not bound in any way, kneeling
After that little interlude, he turned down the voltage to a low pulsing, one that stung, but did not hurt too much. Monica was barely conscious, with her head bobbing down to her shoulders. He wrapped a rope several times over her eyes. Then he used the end of it to support her from behind, with the rope blinding her at the same time. He checked her bindings and seeing they were secure, he knelt down and took a greased butt plug he had left on the floor.
He began to prod her tight little sphincter with it, spreading the lube around the hole and causing her to moan in distress. He watched as she tightened her anal muscle, trying to keep it closed, a reaction he fully expected. He teased her ass several times, as she gripped tight to avoid letting into her rectum.
“This can be easy or hard, your choice. Either you relax or I will shove it in while you fight it,” he said as he pushed it against the tight bud of her rear passage. In a moment he saw it relax and with a skill learned from much practice, he shoved the flared plug into her ass, stretching it wide and making Monica scream into the rag acting as a gag. In a moment it was over with the plug trapped inside her rectum, but the pain Monica felt radiated through her like a wild fire.
He took a thin metal rod with a threaded end and screwed it into the base of the plug, then wedged it against the floor. This put just enough pressure on it to keep it interesting for Monica, while making sure she could not evacuate it. The cruelty with which Raul was treating Monica was rapidly destroying her resolve, making her willing to do anything he might ask just to make these tortures stop.
But Raul was just getting started and while still kneeling in front of her, he took the wires attached to her pussy clips and used them to peel her labia apart. He leaned in and used his long tongue to tease her bulging clitoris, erect and poking out from under its hood. In just a few minutes she was moaning from another orgasm he forced from her, leaving her feeling like she was teetering between heaven and hell.
As she writhed in her bonds trying to escape the pain and pleasure assailing her from everywhere, Raul used his tongue to drive her to the brink of insanity. When he finally stopped she let a low groan of relief, barely able to stand any more stimulation to her overloaded clit. It throbbed and pulsed like never before, becoming the sole focus of her mind. Eighteen years of pent up lust were being unleashed in a cruel and unusual way, one that was destroying any grip she had on normalcy.
She heard his voice as if he was far away, but his words were clearly understood when he said, “I will return soon and replace that plug with my cock slave.”
In her ragged state of mind she watched him dress and leave her alone to suffer in private. This brutal treatment made her doubt Sam’s promise to take things easy on her daughters, but she also knew she had no choice but to agree and obey them on the off chance he would honor his promise. Her body was so cruelly bound that there was not a part of her that did not ache. The pulses in her sore nipples and swollen labia gave her no respite, keeping her awake and focused on her current plight. The thought of that monster cock filling her ass when Raul returned made her future appear even bleaker.
***
As Monica suffered in her private hell, Katia was kneeling on the floor of her master’s bedroom as he whipped her back and ass. She was not bound in any way, kneeling
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