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The Village of Agony
and Ecstasy
Chapter 6
By Powerone and
Sinsationalsub
Copyright 2006
Sleep was fitful for Bella. Over and over she relived the events of the
past few days. How horrible they
were! She had lost her freedom and
feared that she would never see her family again. They surely were worried by now but she knew
that they would be searching for her.
She would try to remain hopeful.
She would never give up her will.
It was buried inside of her and it burned brightly. She relented to serve this "Master"
as he called himself. She would do
whatever it took to ensure that he began to trust her. With trust, she was closer to escape. He might get what he wanted from her body but
he would never have her heart or her soul.
The sun streaked through the massive window in the room. Bella glanced over at Raisa. She appeared to
be sleeping soundly. She was so fragile and innocent. Bella knew that she had to make sure that
Raisa was going to survive this. She
would take her with her when at last she could escape. She wondered about Raisa's family. Were
they looking for her as well? Bella could only hope that soon this would
come to an end for both of them.
She perused the strong male figure between them in the bed. He had almost seemed tender through the
night. He had wrapped his arms around
Bella's body as if to protect her, snuggling up to her affectionately. But there was always the demanding male
presence, his cock hard even while he slept, pushed against her butt. She wondered if this man was even capable of
anything tender. That had surprised her.
She glanced over at Zorg. His body was
rippled with muscles and strong. She did
not know when she had seen a man's naked body before, blushing as she gazed
down to his hard organ, flashbacks of taking the thick member in her mouth all
too vivid. She had to admit that he was
strikingly handsome in a cruel sort of way.
She stirred to get out of the bed.
She was startled by a jolt as Zorg grabbed one of her arms.
"Where are you going?"
Zorg asked. He opened his eyes,
staring at the naked figure of Bella.
"Nowhere I guess," she shot back almost defensively.
"That's right. Nowhere!"
Zorg snickered. His cock was
hard, these bitches drove him that way.
Soon they would take him first thing in the morning as a ritual.
Raisa sat up, startled to find herself in a strange bed. She looked down, finding herself naked, a
strange man eying her body lustily. She
looked around and burst into tears.
"Where am I?" She
sniffled.
"It’s okay, Raisa."
Bella answered. "You are
safe." Bella hugged her, hoping
that she could calm her down. She
couldn’t do much but reassure her.
"Safe from everything but me!"
Zorg sneered at the two naked wenches in his bed.
Raisa looked like a frightened animal.
She looked down and immediately tried to cover her nakedness, a futile
effort. At this point, Bella did not
care. This man had seen all of her in the lewdest of ways so what could she
do now?
Zorg stretched and got out of the bed, his hand reaching down and
stroking his cock, seeing the frightened look on Raisa’s face. He laughed.
“This will be for you my little wench.”
He sauntered over to a rope hanging from the ceiling. He pulled it and the sound of a bell was
heard. Jamon and a female servant came
scurrying into the room.
"Draw my bath. And take my
new slaves to the training room. Bathe them, feed them and prepare them for
deflowering. Shave this one. He pointed to Raisa, seeing her gasp. You will return them here tonight to serve
me. I will check on their progress throughout
the day." Zorg ordered them with a
smirk on his face. He would see how they
like the humiliation of the servants intimate bathing and shaving of their
bodies. Bella glared at him. He met her
eyes with a cold stare, walking out, leaving them alone with the servants.
Raisa and Bella said nothing. The
servants pulled each along out of the room and down the stairs. She knew Raisa feared more than the
worst. The poor girl had been shoved
into an adult world. Bella wanted so to
make things all right for her. She knew she would try as best as she
could. She knew she would have to take
the brunt of it. No matter how she felt,
she would sexually submit to this beast and pacify him as best she could. She hoped it would make it easier for
Raisa. They were dragged down the stairs
to what seemed to be the basement.
The iron door creaked as Jamon opened it. It was cold and gray inside. Bella heard the scuffling of feet and
moaning. She froze. She had no idea what was ahead for her and
Raisa but it could not be good. The air
smelled musty and of sex. The female
servant pulled her down a long hall lit by torches. Jamon followed with Raisa. They turned to enter a room. It was large and cold. There was a huge fireplace in one end with a
roaring fire, but it failed to take the evil chill out of the room. It popped and cracked as it burned. There were two large tables in the room with
harnesses attached to the middle and bottom of each. Oh no, not tables again thought Bella.
She wanted to scream and fight to free herself but the female had her arm in a
firm grip and she was not going to let go.
Bella heard Raisa gasp.
"What is this? Bella! What are they going to do? I am afraid." roared Raisa in panic,
Jamon gripping her arm tighter.
"Its okay, my friend. It's
okay. They will not hurt you."
Bella tried to reassure her. Raisa still
feared the worst.
Hastily the servants worked. They
moved both women around to the foot of each table and laid them back on it.
Raisa panicked as her naked back hit the cold wood. Hands were fastened into harnesses and ankles
also, the thick leather digging painfully into the tender skin of the
girls. Bella turned her head and look over
at Raisa who was visibly shaking.
"It’s okay. Do not be
afraid. We are his prized
possessions. Do you think he would hurt
us?" Bella talked softly to Raisa,
hoping to calm her down, trying to hide her own fear as the leather dug into
her flesh.
"I don't know." answered Raisa. Her body was trembling, naked as Jamon stood
over her, spreading her legs until they touched the corner of the table. She turned red in shame as he gazed at her
naked sex.
"Well, he will not. We have
no choice right now. We must submit
willingly or at least make them think we are willing." Raisa quieted. Bella knew that all she could do was try to
allay Raisa's fears even though she had no idea what was ahead for the both of
them. The female servant’s hands were
soft and tender, but she still found herself bound and spread on the table.
Jamon and the female servant worked arduously preparing bowls of water,
cloths, soap and laying them on the carts next to the tables. Bella caught a glance of some of the gadgets
being placed with them. One was bulbous
and rather big. It was a strange device
about as big around as a broom handle.
The base sloped into a flat area.
Bella saw one on her cart and one being placed on Raisa's cart. It sat up straight on its base and it looked
sinister. Bella shuttered. She also saw three medium sized tubes with plungers
that fit inside of them being placed on her cart but not on Raisa's. They looked evil.
Jamon began barking orders to the female servant. “Shave the young one first. The Master loves his girls bald as a
baby. Jamon turned his attention to
Bella. He began to squeeze the warm
water from the bowl over Bella's body using one of the soft cloths.
It did feel good as it trickled over her sore, ravaged body. She closed her eyes to savor what she could
of the feeling, her existence so far harsh at the knees of her Master. Jamon worked the soap into lather all over
her body. Her breasts heaved and her sex
throbbed again as his fingers touched her intimately. It felt delicious. She was relieved. This was nice. She drifted off as he massaged her body, his
fingers plucking her nipples into hardness.
She sucked in her stomach as the soft cloth began to touch her naked
vulva, tingling with an unexpected pleasure.
He cupped her sex with the warm cloth, pushing aside her labia to bath
her inner lips with the slick lather, Bella fighting to keep her hips from
moving, the pleasure taking over her body.
Bella was aroused from the trance by Raisa's protests.
"Please stop. Don't do this to me!" Raisa begged as the female servant lathered
her heavy bush with the soap, just as Bella's had been. But Raisa was not happy, touched so
intimately by another female.
"I have to do this to you or I get punished." The female servant shouted back. She pulled Raisa’s labia, stretching the
puffy lip and snapping the sharp razor over the abundant bush to swipe it
almost clean in the first pass. She
grabbed the other lip, finding it wet, not from the lather, but arousal. She gripped it tight, yanking it harshly, the
razor slicing it clean. Two more swipes
to get the remaining stubble and Raisa was almost bald.
"Raisa! Calm down. You are
going to be all right." Bella
barked to Raisa, knowing full well that may not be the case.
Raisa calmed down, but her body was tense as the female servant
continued to rub her sex intimately. She
was feeling the same arousal she felt when Bella had touched her while she was
forced to take the thick member of Zorg in her mouth, fighting the urge to let
her body go and repeat the pleasant orgasm that raced through her body.
Jamon was now toweling off Bella drying up the warm water that had
flowed so nicely over her body. Bella
thought she could relax now and maybe doze off, her fitful sleep last night
leaving her still tired, wanting the strength for the ordeal she knew she would
have tonight with Zorg..
"Now, Miss Brat" giggled Jamon. You are going to be suctioned and
prodded. The more you move the worse it
is. You must lay still as I work on
you. Then your friend is to
follow."
Bella didn’t even know what he meant by suctioned, but she knew
prodding, suffering under Zorg’s intimate examination in front of the other
men, remembering the fingers that violated her backside. Bella's body pulled and strained against the
harnesses. Her body rose off the table
in defiance. "Leave me
alone!" She screamed as loud as she
could. “Get away from me!"
Raisa watched intently, scared for Bella, but she also heard that she
would follow.
The servants worked swiftly to secure Bella's thighs open. She felt her legs un-strapped from the corner
of the table, but her freedom was only temporary. They grabbed her knees, bending them up until
she groaned in pain, strapped to the harnesses around her wrists. Splayed like a frog again, Bella fought them
to no avail. She was open and vulnerable
again fearing the strange devices on the table near her. She could feel her open her sex was, even her
anus was unprotected.
The female servant secured her mouth with a gag, only gurgling sounds
coming out in protest.
"We’re not listening to your whines!" She said smugly. "So you better take it
like a woman." She watched as Bella
arched her body on the table demandingly, finding the thick harnesses securely
her.
Raisa lay without a word, a look of stark terror on her face as her best
friend was again bound on an examination table, knowing that it was her fate
next.
Jamon moved around to the side of the table. He settled his hands over Bella's left
breast. “What a lovely tit. The Master will love punishing them. He began to tweak her nipple with his
fingers. He pulled it straight up, her
body having no choice but to follow.
She yelped into the gag. He began rolling it and pinching it, her
sensitive nipple aching in pain. How
could he do such a cruel thing to her tender flesh?
"We have to get it hard to suction it so you might as well give in,
Ms. Brat!" chided Jamon. He loved to tease her, her bound naked body as
his disposal.
Every pinch of her nipple sent shock waves to her sex. She could feel
her clit begin to swell. She could feel
her sex moisten. How could the pain turn
so quickly to pleasure? She hoped that
he wouldn’t notice that she was getting wet.
“I can smell your pussy getting wet.”
He squeezed her nipple hard, seeing the pained look in her eyes. “Does the pain make you wet?” Jamon produced one of the cylinders with a
plunger in it. He could see the fear in
Bella's eyes even though she still didn’t understand what it would do to her
She looked down as he took his finger and dipped it in the water and
coated her nipple. It almost felt good
as her nipple puckered to hardness, the cold water shocking her system. He placed the end of the cylinder over her
nipple, held it into place and began to draw the plunger back. Her nipple rose. It was being sucked into the
cylinder, and Bella didn’t understand how it did it. It hurt!
Bella shrieked into the gag. Her
body trembled in pain as he continued pulling until the plunger was almost out
of the cylinder. Her nipple distended
into the tube. It was very red. It
throbbed, the blood pulsating in it.
"One attached!" said Jamon with a sinful grin on his
face. Her nipple must be a couple of
inches long, trapped in the glass cylinder, a deep red. Master loved them this way.
Bella wanted to slap him as she struggled in the harness. How dare he
hurt her like this! She had expected
this from the Master, but from one of his servants? She writhed on the table trying to shake the
cylinder off but it was attached firmly to her nipple. It was almost as if it were glued to her
flesh. The twisting and turning of her
body just made it jiggle and torment her nipple more. It was a constant pinching. Her nipple only
stretched forth more. She could feel the
pulsing of her sex as her nipple throbbed.
Jamon hurriedly went around the table to her right breast and proceeded
to perform the same procedure on it.
Bella wiggled and bellowed through the gag as his fingers torment the
nipple into hardness. He wet the hard
nip with the water, the glass cylinder pressed around the dark areola. He saw her hold her breath as he slowly
pulled the plunger back. “Can you feel
it grow?” It stretched farther then the
last one, turning a deep red as the blood was sucked to the surface.
With both syringes attached she
screamed her discomfort. The syringes
would bob up and down and from side to side only to have her body yearning for
release. The feelings in her nipples
seared down to her clit. Her clit had
swollen until it was huge. She could
feel it. It was strutting forth. She
could feel its head rise between the lips of her sex almost as the Master’s
weapon.
"Okay, two attached."
Jamon said to the female servant.
"If she will lay back and quit moving so much she might like
this!" He leaned over to look Bella
in the eyes. "Relax...enjoy
it!"
Bella stared back into his eyes.
Daggers shot from hers into his.
She groaned her displeasure and yet no matter how she protested, the
pulsing was growing in her loins. She
took a deep breath, her nipples throbbing as her chest rose and fell making
them shake.
Jamon positioned himself at the end of the table between her legs,
staring up at her widely split pussy lips.
Bella looked down in horror at him.
He fastened a leather strap around her thigh and tugged at one of her
sex lips, finding her wet. “If the
nipple suctioning made you wet, this will soak you,” teasing her. He applied three clamps, digging painfully
into her puffy skin. It was left pulled
taut and open. He saw her eyes clenched
tightly in pain. He did the same to her
other sex lip, taking his time, enjoying touching her wet inner lips. She was now spread wide. Her sex betrayed her openly. It was sopping wet, glistening in the
light. He could almost see inside
her. "Wow! She is a bad girl." said Jamon. "Her pussy is wet and look at her
clit! Have you ever seen anything so big
and red?"
The female servant replied.
"Gosh it is huge! I always
wanted one like that but mine is small.
It looks like a miniature cock.
It still has served my Master well but I always wanted him to suction
mine. I hear once you get by the
initial pain, it is very pleasurable."
"Well, Ms. Brat, I don’t know why he wants your clit
suctioned. It is big enough certainly
but if it is suctioned it will grown even bigger and stay that way! You will
like having a large clit. It will give
the Master so much pleasure!"
Bella was snarling and fighting her shackles. No, he wasn't going to do this was he? Oh my god, she could not bear the
thought. She watched in horror as Jamon
slid his finger into her orifice and smeared some of her juices over the head
of her clit.
Jamon placed the cylinder around her clit and pulled the plunger
back. Her clit popped into the end of
the cylinder crimson and bulbous.
Bella's body lurched forward with the pulling of the plunger.
Oh my god she thought. I cannot stand this. Surely I am going to die. She felt the pressure as he clit pulled from
her body. The throbbing in her groin
increased. Now when she wiggled all
three cylinders bounced and bobbled sending shocks through her body. Bella had never felt anything like this
before. Her body was on fire. She did not know how long she could stand
this before her body convulsed into orgasm.
She was ashamed at how her body betrayed her. The carnal sensations were overwhelming
her. She fought with all her might to
stay in control. It continued to pull,
the blood rushing to the tip, as it swelled in pleasure. She wished she could touch it.
"Now three attached!"
Jamon giggled. "Now only one
more thing to do." He enjoyed the
last one best. He reached down as his
finger slithered between her sweat drenched cheeks, feeling her body jerk as
his finger touched her little brown puckered asshole.
Bella pulled at her restraints.
Her muffled groans and moans were filling the room. She was being touched in the forbidden place
again, sending spicy tremors through her pulsating hole.
Jamon loved the way her tiny hole seem to pulsate, Bella unable to
control the muscles as his fingers stimulated her sensitive anus. He worked some of her moisture around the
anal ring, teasing it, watching as it seemed to dance under his ministrations. He felt her body tense as he applied
pressure, the tip of his finger seeking entrance to her backside. Bella could only protest and writhe in the
tight bondage. Jamon reached for the
other sinister object on the cart.
"You’re going to feel my finger in your asshole. I’m going to prepare it to work this
butt-plug into your asshole. You need to
relax and allow it to enter. Relax your muscles and let it slid in.” He saw her struggle as he took his slick
finger and pressed, seeing her anal ring glide open and swallow the tip of his
finger, a muffled gasp from her lips as she found herself impaled on his
finger. He pushed deeper, finding the
muscles of her rectum gripping the tip of his finger. “So hot and tight.” He skewered her asshole on his finger,
twisting and turning inside her hot passage, feeling her muscles grip his
finger uncontrollably. He pulled his
finger out, then plunged it back in again, opening up her with his invading
finger. He pulled out, readying the butt
plug.
Now she understood what its purpose was.
Bella was mortified. The horror
of it all. There was nothing she could
do, her bound body was at his disposal.
Her nipples and clit still throbbed as the blood pulsated through the
engorged flesh. It was huge, knowing
that it would tear her if he pushed it in, determined to fight the rude
intrusion with her muscles.
Once I get it lubricated the butt plug will it will fit snugly into
place if you allow it. If you fight it,
it will hurt. The Master wants your ass ready to serve him. We must train it to open for him." He had seen many of the girls fight the butt
plug at first, clenching their muscles as if they could keep him from pressing
it deep inside them. They fought until
he beat their muscles down into submission, always enjoying their gasps of
humiliation as he forced the thick instruments into their virgin assholes.
At the first feel of the object, her tiny asshole began to spasm. She clenched her muscles in her ass
tight. Oh, it was too big as she felt
the pressure of it on her tiny anus.
Even with the lubricant from his finger, her hole felt dry. He was relentless, feeling her tiny hole
battered by the thick object, his hand pushing hard. She struggled as long as she could, but he
was far stronger than she was, feeling her asshole spread at the
onslaught. It began to burn as it sought
entrance to her virgin backside. It
opened lewdly to accept the bulk of the object.
Her hole stretched painfully. She
whined helplessly. She tried to clench
it shut to keep the object from entering but it was no use. Her asshole finally relented, popping open to
accept it. It burned like fire. It filled her as Jamon’s hand continued to
push the thick object in her. It was so
big that she felt as if she would faint.
She screamed into the gag as it slipped into her and she felt her little
pucker relax again, slipping over the shaft, keeping it snuggly inside, her
doing its dirty deed. It stayed there as
Jamon released it.
Jamon loved the way her anal ring slipped over the butt plug, pushing
deep inside her until her asshole swallowed it up. He knew it hurt her, spreading her
insides. Getting her ready for even
bigger things, the Masters cock would stretch her even more. "Now that asshole of yours will be
trained to open when the Master needs it.
It will stay in there for the duration of the day as you will stay here
on this table and be suctioned for his needs.
What a beautiful sight you are, you slut!"
Bella was an animal. The need rose in her groin, her asshole filled and
helpless. She was exhausted from
straining and fighting this travesty.
She was burning up. She felt
consumed by the sensations her body was feeling. She was on the edge. She would die if she had an orgasm for
them! No, she would not. She fought to control the urges in her body. She lay there in heat. It consumed her. She was at their mercy. She could do nothing.
Hours passed. She had forgotten
that Raisa was even there beside her. She had become oblivious to anything
going on around her. All she could think about was what her body was feeling. It was overtaking her. Surely she was a slut. The feelings had ignited her soul. It was flaming from the sinful feelings it
experienced. She felt dizzy, her eyes
closed, exhausted from the ordeal she had suffered, and blackness felt more
secure.
Jamon had enjoyed his work. She
opened her eyes to see him standing over her again. "The Master was here while you were
passed out. He examined you closely and
applauded my good job. He said that your
nipples and clit were incredible and that your asshole was ripe for the
fucking! He wants me to teach you how to
beg so I shall."
He produced a small cylinder shaped steel object. He turned one end and it began to whir. A wicked smile turned the corners of his
mouth. He would love to teach this bitch
to beg for the pleasure that he could give her.
And then there was her friend.
Bella stared. She thought. Oh no...What was this? What more can you do to me? Her body was
already aroused to a fever pitch. What
else would he do to her? Would he make
her orgasm, humiliating her?
"This little object is going to make you beg and coo. I know just how to use it to make you
yelp. This is going to be fun. You are going to beg me for more!" He motioned for the female servant to come
over and watch. "Now Miss Slut,
let's see how long you can endure this,” he laughed. He moved the instrument and touched the tip
of one of the cylinders attached to Bella's breasts. It whirred away making the cylinder
shiver. Bella lurched on the table. Her nipple rose and strutted under the
vibrations. "Take her gag off. We need to hear her beg!" said Jamon
The female servant ripped the gag off. Bella shouted. "No! No! Stop!! Don't do
this!" Her body twisted and turned
as Jamon put the gadget on one cylinder and held it there then moved to the
other nipple. The torture was
unbelievable, the cylinder on her nipples vibrated from the evil object. Her sex started to throb and Bella started to
babble are her nipples swelled to unbelievable proportions, the blood pounding
in the tips almost like a heartbeat.
Jamon looked down at her. “Now
we’ll make you beg for it.” He laughed
as he moved the steel object down and placed it on the end of the cylinder
attached to Bella's clit. Bella scream
tore through the room. He held it there
a moment and took it away. He touched it
again and moved it away. He did this over and over again. Bella was boiling! He rotated it from each nipple to her clit
diligently. He moved it methodically and
purposefully.
Bella lost control when the strange object was placed on the cylinder
that elongated her clit. The vibrations
raced through her body, tingling racing from her groin to her brain. She had never felt anything so
pleasurable. Her threshold had been
reached. She could stand any more. She began to coo, just as he had threatened
she would. "Yes! Yes!
Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease! Don't
stop! Pleeeeeeeease!” Her body began to spasm and twitch. She yelped her approval. She wanted it. She needed it. She LIKED it.
There she lay naked on the table.
She was open, exposed, wet, throbbing, twisting and turning and yelping
on the table. Her nipples stood erect,
burgundy, and pulsing. He touched the
cylinder on her clit again and removed it.
"Noooooooooooo!" She
bellowed, "Don't take it away.
Please do it. Yes that's
it...hold it therrrrrrrrrrrrrrrreeeeeee!"
Jamon twirled the steel object on the cylinder attached to her clit,
seeing her juices running freely down her spread thighs. “Yes, beg for me to let you cum.” He pulled the object away from her clit,
seeing her eyes pleading for him to return.
She struggled to defy him, but she was beyond help, her body brought to
the brink, and he controlled her orgasm.
She couldn’t stand it any longer.
“PLLLEEESSE. Let me cum,” she
begged.
Raisa was surprised by the anguish that Bella was going through. At first Bella protested what Jamon had done
to her body, but now she was like a slut in heat, begging him to release
her. She hated to see her that way,
knowing that soon it would be her turn, Raisa was not as strong willed as
Bella. She didn’t want to be turned into
a whimpering slut begging for release.
She prayed that she would not suffer a similar fate.
He handed the evil device to the female servant. “Bring her off, but let me get ready
first.” He was going to use her, her
body unable to resist his unwanted advances.
He moved to her head, undoing his robe and taking out his hard
cock. He gave it a few quick strokes,
her eyes watching it grow in front of her face.
He pushed his fingers into the corners of her mouth, opening it wide,
his cock bobbing on her lips. “Suck it
like a good little slut and I will let you cum.” He pushed his cock into the hot confines of
her mouth, feeling her lips close tightly around it when the female servant
whirled the metal object against her clit.
She hummed on his cock, her screams of pleasure choked by his thick cock
in her mouth.
She didn’t have any choice, her lips breached by his thick cock. Then she felt it again, the object vibrating
her clit, touching every nerve in her body.
She felt her mouth stuffed by his hot flesh, but the pleasure was too
much to bear, her tongue racing to lap at the thick cock. She pushed her torso to meet every touch of
the gadget on her nipples and clit. She
pumped her bottom in the air feeling the butt plug in her ass. It felt delicious! She was made for this! She could feel her little wet orifice spasm
and her anus pucker. She didn’t care any
longer, sucking his cock just as she did the Masters, hoping that by pleasing
him she would be able to cum. She wanted
to show them all. She ground her body
into the air, clenching her muscles on the butt plug in her. She begged and
pleaded with her mouth, feeling him sliding his hips back and forth, the large
head banging into the back of her mouth, making her gag. She only wanted to cum.
Jamon couldn’t last much longer, her mouth felt like a hot fire that
consumed his pulsating cock. He was
ready to blow his seed into her mouth, his balls tingling in pleasure.
It was all she cared about. It
hit like a thousand bolts of lightning.
Her body froze in mid air as she convulsed. She cooed and babbled, her words unintelligible,
his thick cock filling her mouth. It
didn’t matter what she said. All she
could feel was the pulsing of her sex and the sucking of the butt plug deep
inside her. It burned, but also felt
good as her muscles began to spasm uncontrollable on the thick object that
split her asshole apart. She spiraled
out of control as her sex pursed and sucked.
As her asshole sucked the intruder, and as she squealed her delight. The cock in her mouth began to spurt his
seed, filling her cheeks as she sought to swallow the thick, pasty fluid that
continued to fill her mouth. Her throat
bobbed up and down as she fought to take the thick crème into her stomach, her
body shaking as the orgasms ripped through her body, the female servant moving
the strange object between her clit and nipples so fast it felt like it never
left, the vibrating merging one orgasm into the next until she fainted from the
exquisite pleasure. The room spun
around, her head dizzy with pleasure, darkness finally consuming her body. Yes! She was a slut and she loved it, her
body falling limp.
“Is she dead?” Raisa was scared,
Bella was going through strange gyrations as they used her bound body, finally
seeing her body going limp as they ravished her.
Jamon let his limp cock sit inside her mouth, finally pulling it out,
leaving a trail of cum on her lips.
“No. Just exhausted with pleasure
little one.” His cock was already
beginning to harden again. “Now it is
your turn.” He picked up another butt
plug, this one not as big as the one inside Bella. “And you will service her this time little
one,” pointing to the female servant.
“When you beg for pleasure, you will use your tongue to make her cum. Only than will you be allowed the release you
will cry for.”
To be continued
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