pressing hard on her mons, pulling the
skin beneath her pubic hair taut. She jumped in her restraints when she felt
the first brush of hot melted wax. After about ten seconds, once the wax had
cooled and tightened against her skin, he pressed a fingertip beneath one edge
of the strip of hardened wax. Without warning, he ripped the hardened wax away,
leaving a small rectangle of burning pain in its place.
Again and again he repeated the process, which was
especially painful on her labia. Mia whimpered and moaned, trying her best to
stay silent. When he ripped the hardened wax from the delicate skin around her
asshole, Mia bit her lower lip so hard in her effort to contain her scream that
she drew blood. Along with the stinging pain of the wax being ripped from her
skin came the stinging humiliation of enduring what he was doing to her.
She lay exhausted, tears rolling into her hair as he used a
tweezers to pull out any lingering hairs. Finally he rubbed soothing oil into
her flesh, his touch gentle, almost welcome after the painful waxing. His
fingers lingered on her labia, stroking downward toward her asshole. Mia
flinched, wishing like hell she could close her legs. She jerked, unable to
stifle the small yelp when she felt a hard finger pressing into her anus.
“Stop tensing,” Ellis ordered. “When you tense, it’s a
form of resistance. That translates to disobedience. The sooner you learn to
obey me in all things, the better it will go for you.” He pushed the finger in
deeper. “You’re so tight. I’m going to enjoy taking your anal virginity.” She
felt a second finger pushing inside her and she yelped again, her stinging mons
almost forgotten with this new humiliation.
Mercifully, the fingers were removed, but Ellis’ next words
caused her to pant with trepidation and fear. “Your asshole needs opening up
before I fuck you. A butt plug would be just the thing. Ever had a butt plug
shoved up your ass?” He laughed. “No, of course you haven’t. Well, there’s a
first time for everything.”
Ellis did something at the counter and then held up a
phallus for Mia to see. She stared at the object in horror. It appeared to be
made of some kind of hard, shiny black rubber, and it was shaped like a rocket,
narrow at the head and widening at the base before narrowing again. Surely he
wasn’t really going to stick that thing inside her ass, was he?
Mia squeezed her eyes shut as she felt something cold and
gooey against her asshole, which she realized must be lubricant. When she felt
the press of hard rubber, she tensed, unable to keep silent any longer. “No!”
she cried. “Please, don’t hurt me!”
“If I want to hurt you, that’s just exactly what I’ll do.
When are you going to get that through your head, girl? Your sole job is to
endure. Stop resisting me.” To emphasize his point, he pushed hard against the
phallus. Mia began to pant in her terror and pain, but Ellis appeared unmoved.
“There,” he announced finally, stepping back. “It’s all the
way in.”
Mia lay on the table, still panting as she tried to adjust
to the invading phallus inside her. Ellis moved to stand beside her. He bent
down, lightly kissing her lips as he stroked the hair out of her face. This
peculiar tenderness in the face of his cruelty undid her, and Mia began to cry.
Ellis shook his head, pulling back. “Stop that crying. Your
eyes are red and puffy and your nose is running. I don’t like that. It shows a
singular lack of grace.” He frowned at her, as if Mia could control her tears
at will. Beneath his hard gaze, she sniffled and blinked, but the tears kept coming.
Ellis gave a snort of disgust. “Girls who can’t control
their tears don’t get any food.” He shrugged. “Ah, well, if that’s how you want
it…” He let the sentence hang. At the mention of food, Mia’s stomach awoke with
a vengeance, her intestines gurgling, her stomach twisting in its emptiness.
“Please,” she begged,
skin beneath her pubic hair taut. She jumped in her restraints when she felt
the first brush of hot melted wax. After about ten seconds, once the wax had
cooled and tightened against her skin, he pressed a fingertip beneath one edge
of the strip of hardened wax. Without warning, he ripped the hardened wax away,
leaving a small rectangle of burning pain in its place.
Again and again he repeated the process, which was
especially painful on her labia. Mia whimpered and moaned, trying her best to
stay silent. When he ripped the hardened wax from the delicate skin around her
asshole, Mia bit her lower lip so hard in her effort to contain her scream that
she drew blood. Along with the stinging pain of the wax being ripped from her
skin came the stinging humiliation of enduring what he was doing to her.
She lay exhausted, tears rolling into her hair as he used a
tweezers to pull out any lingering hairs. Finally he rubbed soothing oil into
her flesh, his touch gentle, almost welcome after the painful waxing. His
fingers lingered on her labia, stroking downward toward her asshole. Mia
flinched, wishing like hell she could close her legs. She jerked, unable to
stifle the small yelp when she felt a hard finger pressing into her anus.
“Stop tensing,” Ellis ordered. “When you tense, it’s a
form of resistance. That translates to disobedience. The sooner you learn to
obey me in all things, the better it will go for you.” He pushed the finger in
deeper. “You’re so tight. I’m going to enjoy taking your anal virginity.” She
felt a second finger pushing inside her and she yelped again, her stinging mons
almost forgotten with this new humiliation.
Mercifully, the fingers were removed, but Ellis’ next words
caused her to pant with trepidation and fear. “Your asshole needs opening up
before I fuck you. A butt plug would be just the thing. Ever had a butt plug
shoved up your ass?” He laughed. “No, of course you haven’t. Well, there’s a
first time for everything.”
Ellis did something at the counter and then held up a
phallus for Mia to see. She stared at the object in horror. It appeared to be
made of some kind of hard, shiny black rubber, and it was shaped like a rocket,
narrow at the head and widening at the base before narrowing again. Surely he
wasn’t really going to stick that thing inside her ass, was he?
Mia squeezed her eyes shut as she felt something cold and
gooey against her asshole, which she realized must be lubricant. When she felt
the press of hard rubber, she tensed, unable to keep silent any longer. “No!”
she cried. “Please, don’t hurt me!”
“If I want to hurt you, that’s just exactly what I’ll do.
When are you going to get that through your head, girl? Your sole job is to
endure. Stop resisting me.” To emphasize his point, he pushed hard against the
phallus. Mia began to pant in her terror and pain, but Ellis appeared unmoved.
“There,” he announced finally, stepping back. “It’s all the
way in.”
Mia lay on the table, still panting as she tried to adjust
to the invading phallus inside her. Ellis moved to stand beside her. He bent
down, lightly kissing her lips as he stroked the hair out of her face. This
peculiar tenderness in the face of his cruelty undid her, and Mia began to cry.
Ellis shook his head, pulling back. “Stop that crying. Your
eyes are red and puffy and your nose is running. I don’t like that. It shows a
singular lack of grace.” He frowned at her, as if Mia could control her tears
at will. Beneath his hard gaze, she sniffled and blinked, but the tears kept coming.
Ellis gave a snort of disgust. “Girls who can’t control
their tears don’t get any food.” He shrugged. “Ah, well, if that’s how you want
it…” He let the sentence hang. At the mention of food, Mia’s stomach awoke with
a vengeance, her intestines gurgling, her stomach twisting in its emptiness.
“Please,” she begged,
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