Oh, please… i am begging You… Pleeeeease!!
His fingers drill her relentlessly, feeding off of her writhing and pleading moans of ecstatic agony like a drug. The more her hips buck and her juices drip from hand, the more he knows her body belongs to him… helplessly… completely.
One hour? Two hours?
How long had they tortured her like this?
Time did not seem to exist anymore, all that existed in her world was the burning need within her sex, within her very core.
“P…Please..Pleeease…oh God…oh God..PLEASE!!!” she begged, to no reply.
She was wary about going back with them, but she had no idea this is what they had in store for her. The seduction had been fun, incredibly erotic, yet she was unaware that this was all part of their typical ploy. Once the three women had seduced her, had her all alone with them, they knew she was all theirs.
Naked and helpless, the teasing started slow, as always. A few times being brought to the edge was an unusual experience for their targets, such intense build up stirred things within them that they had never felt before. Taken playfully at first, it isn’t long until it turns to frustration… then to need… then to desperation.
They take it in turns, continuously and unrelentingly feasting on her sex, relishing in the helpless girl’s torture.
It never takes too long until the tears start to flow; it merely makes them lick, suck, fondle and tease even more.
She moans, she screams, she begs…
After the initial kidnapping and ensuing rape, Jennifer thought she would at least get some rest in between attacks .. but her attacker had other plans. What was worse.. he was always gone during the day and while he was, she was being mercilessly used. She prayed for a power failure.
A long day of not knowing. An even longer evening of wondering when her use and torment would be complete.
~cockdoll
One of my most disturbing fantasies involves restrictive instruments such as this. To have a human toy held hostage in such a device, knowing I could do absolutely anything I wanted to her and that the most she could do was scream and cry fills me with the most uncomfortable and yet highly arousing sensations.
Oh how the mind does torment the soul.
~cockdoll
I doubt that I need to tell you what to do with and to her. She is exposed, helpless and ready to accept what you might offer so that she can be of service.
